8 weeks

We found out I was pregnant on Dec. 30, after getting a negative result on Christmas.  I took the test after Kyle got home from work because we just couldn't wait until the next morning.  I left the test in the bathroom without looking at it.  I was certain it would be negative and was dreading the disappointment I would feel. When it was time to look, I started crying a little because I was sure it would be negative.  Kyle held my hand and walked in with me to look. I couldn't believe it was positive. We were dumbfounded and just hugged.

That day we told some friends and called Kyle's family.  Barbara's excitement is what first got me excited instead of just shocked.  She was at Carolyn's house in Amarillo because Carolyn had just had a baby (Julian, who we can't wait to meet! the first boy in the family!), so everyone thought it was hilarious that there's another grandbaby on the way.  Her first reaction (and Carolyn's) was "Are you serious?"  It's a good thing Grandma Barbara loooooves her grandkids.

Two days later my family came to town and we told them in person during 2nd Christmas.  Mom screeaamed. It was a really fun surprise for them.  Christy took a couple pictures right after they found out.

Bawling.

Then screaming.

I've decided it's much more fun to find out with Kyle.  With Ruby, I took the test while he was at work.  I spent all day freaking out, but not being able to tell anyone.  I had no idea how to tell him either.  I definitely prefer him knowing the same instant I do.

I am feeling fine. Very tired, occasionally nauseated, but nothing even close to when I was this far along with Ruby.  I haven't even thrown up yet! I am really grateful that I can take care of Ruby without extreme misery and needing help from everyone around me. I'm also grateful that I can eat!  Sometimes I feel so normal that I can't believe I'm pregnant. It's almost worrisome. I'm trying to just enjoy it while it lasts.

We are assuming it's a boy.  I feel so different from last time, and people say that boys make you sick later than girls.  Of course everyone and every pregnancy is different, but it's fun to think of a little boy in our family.  (But then I think about a little girl and that is equally exciting.) Kyle's mom and dad visited this weekend and bought her a little baby boy doll when we went to Blickenstaff's. He is so cute!  Ruby puts in his (magnetic) binky and pushes him around in the stroller they gave her. I hope she's so helpful when it's a real baby.  (Although I think I'll take over stroller duty for a while.)  Ruby LOVES babies right now so I hope that stays true.  She is so gentle with Christy's twins.  She is so excited to see them, but just pats their heads softly and talks to them instead of getting rowdy.