Ok...so, I'm PREGNANT!

Well, it's about time to tell people because I'm tired of keeping it to myself. Yes, it's true, I'm pregnant...8 weeks pregnant. I have to tell you that we went to the doctor this past week and got to see the sonogram. I think it was the first time that I started believing in miracles. I've never really been all that astonished at other people having babies, but now that it is happening to me, it feels very surreal. I can't believe it. I wish I could set a telescope on my stomach and watch every little detail of my baby developing. Wouldn't it be so neat to have a front seat in that miraculous performance?

So Ted and I have now joined the club of parents that walk around with their sonogram picture and proudly introduce their new child. I used to think that parents were so wierd when they did that. "What is the big deal? You can barely see anything." Now I know that it is more about the miracle and the excitement of what is to come, and having evidence that you are not making it up. So, in defense of all of those crazy parents who frame this black and white blurry photo of what looks like a lima bean with creepy eyes, just know that our hearts are leaping inside and we just don't know how to express it. Yipee! I'm going to have a baby!