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.