And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for!

After asking and begging and pleading and praying for about 3-4 years now, we have FINALLY given in and Taylor is getting a baby brother or sister.

We found out the weekend of Taylor’s birthday party (Jan 23) which also just happened to be close to Brian’s birthday – so they both got a late birthday present!

Unbeknownst to Brian, I bought a 3-pack of tests on Friday night so I could test Saturday morning (morning’s best for these things, they say). It was weird. I had two dreams back to back in which I had gotten up, taken the test, and the results were positive. Then I’d realize it was a dream and be disappointed, so after the second dream, I said to myself, “Ah, forget it – go do it!” So I did. The results showed fairly quickly and even though I had the picture on the box to compare it to, I still had to look at it back and forth several times before I believed it.

Of course, I had to tell Brian. Immediately. He asked me what time it was and I told him “About 5.” Turns out I actually woke him up a little after 4. On a Saturday. Neither of us could go back to sleep for awhile. We’re excited and we’re scared to death.

We told our parents over breakfast. Brian’s parents choked on their coffee (Remember how, when you were a kid, you could get milk to come out through your nose? Yeah, apparently it works with coffee too.) and they cried. My dad just stared at me. Fork poised midway from mouth to plate. I thought for awhile there that I was going to have to remind him that I was not a teenager and that I was, in fact, married and already had one other kid. My mom was thrilled of course! She actually found out after Brian. She was with me when I bought the tests. We suspect she plans to move in about a month or so before the due date.

I went to the doctor’s office the following week to confirm the results and the nurse put a little drop of, um, sample on the test that they have and the fact that the results showed up *immediately* must’ve been significant because she seemed surprised and said, “Oh yeah! You’re pregnant alright – results showed immediately!”

We told Taylor last week (video to come) and she is BEYOND thrilled. She’s referring to me as “the two of you” and will give me and the baby a hug and kiss. She was also quick to tell us she will NOT be changing diapers. She’ll help, though. Maybe. I guess I shouldn’t have told her about some of hers we changed…

So! Due date is Sept 26 (yes, another Sept baby for the Gohman clan). We go for an ultrasound on the 17th, we’re 6 weeks along and the baby is currently the size of a lentil bean:

Anybody need two unused / unopened pregnancy tests?