Surprise!

So if it's not obvious by the title of this blog John and I have taken up the business of selling babies. The problem is, babies tend to be hard to come by. Also, John, being the future law student he is, questions the moral and legal implications of my plan. As luck would have it, however, I might have found a loophole!!

Okay, okay, no we will not be selling any babies, especially not our own. Also, just because I was born on April Fool's Day does not mean I am using my right to play April Fool's Day jokes year round, this is the real deal. A tiny human is growing inside me. Crazy, right?! 

Here are the steps to us figuring out I was pregnant: 

1. Last week I was tired, and by tired I mean exhausted. My eyes would NOT stay open. I would be sitting at work and just want to lie down on the conference table and take a nap. I took to spinning around in my chair to stay awake. 

2.  I was hungry ALL THE TIME. We eat a pretty good breakfast, but an hour later I would be STARVING. There was one day we got busy and it was after one and we still hadn't gone to lunch and I started freaking out. Just ask John. Luckily, we had some snacks in the fridge in the office or I may have taken a bite out of a chair or something. 

3. I had two CRAZY dreams. The first was just plain weird and the second was the WORST dream of my life. In the first, my friend Molly, who is pregnant, and her husband, Cole, had to shut down this unstable nuclear power plant that they were hiding. The only way to shut down the machines was to shove candy in them, but Cole kept eating the candy. Luckily, we succeeded and saved America. Then we went back to their place and I could see through Molly's pregnant belly and see the baby inside of her (by the way it was a boy). The baby started crying and her stomach started stretching down to the ground and she picked it up and was rocking it. WEIRD STUFF. 

    In the second, John was in the hospital dying and my friends, Lauren and Kelsey, would NOT let me go see him. So, I locked myself in a dark room and cried. Then they came and got me and said the hospital called but wouldn't tell me what they said, or if John was ok. I was angry and depressed.

When I woke up I told John about it and he looked it up and it said that dreams where your husband is dying could be a sign your pregnant, death being a symbol of new life coming into the world or something crazy like that. Either way I was mad at my dream. 

4. I was late. I peed on a stick. That magical double pink line appeared. Bam! I'm gonna be a mom and, not surprisingly, John is the dad!  

On August 20, 2013 John and I found out we will be having a baby. We are super excited!