Imagine me pregnant!

I had always imagined how I would find out that I was pregnant. I would wake up one morning feeling sick, rush to the bathroom and throw up violently while my husband would be at my side rubbing my back comforting me. After I was through he would hold me and say “Are you okay? We need to get you to a doctor”. I would assure him that I was fine and that I just needed to rest. However, the sickness would persist and I would go to the doctor and he would tell me I had conceived. I would be excited, go home, cook a delicious dinner and wear something sexy, light some scented candles, set the atmosphere with good jazz music (no scrap that R and B) and wait for him to return home. He would come home wonder at all the preparation and the glow on my face and I would whisper it in his ears that we were going to have a baby. He would be ecstatic and we would make love... I’m sure you get the picture now.

Well now I can tell you it didn’t happen that way AT ALL. From the very first day I missed my period I knew I was pregnant, somehow he got to know too, we both went to the laboratory where I was tested and told I was pregnant so no surprise there at all. He merely smiled when I showed him the result so no twirling. And as for the lovemaking, the nausea had set in so that was totally out of the question. Regardless of all these however, I was excited about being a mom whether or not my dreams came true. 

So that’s my story of how I found out about being pregnant and how my spouse got to know. I’d like to hear yours, hopefully yours was more interesting!