Originally written on July 28, 2009

A little crampage has been going on…so I took another two tests.  A girl can never be too sure about these things.  Both announced the same thing…two lines…pregnant…with child….err…with dinosaur. 

That’s right.  I am growing a small reptilian in my uterus.  Looks more like a lizard than well, me.  And that is why I will call it Babysaurus or Dinobaby or dinobug.  At least until week 12. 

Right now I am only 5 weeks and 6 days.  2% pregnant.

I still can barely believe it.  It’s kinda foreign.  Like a strange dream that doesn’t end.  I guess that is why I wanted to tell the boyfriend about it so badly.  I feel like I have been holding it back for so long and I just want someone else to know.

And he better be happy dang it.

Because I am a nervous wreck.  Seriously.

So here is the plan…I made a little slideshow.  All I have to do is keep my big fat mouth shut until he sees it.  Then we can do the happy-jumping-up-and-down thing.  I hope.