Two little lines

Now that the cat is out of the bag I can feel free to share my adventure with everyone:)

Sorry for the absence since October but aside from being super lethargic, I'm talking "I have mono-no energy" type of tired. All I have wanted to do is share about our changing lives.

SO here is the update :
(Overview)

We moved everything into the house on Oct. 5, with 4 bakery trucks and lots of big guy help.

I found out the morning of Oct 6!!!!! With a house full of 5 grown men(not counting the hubbs) and C's parents on their way over for their Birthday cake and coffee!

(The details)

  Epiphany: No wonder I was breathing so hard going up and down the stairs! I remember thinking, " there is no way I am this out of shape! I take spin 2 days a week and body pump the other 2 days and I make mom lift weights with me!? WTH?? And why are my boobs hurting so much when I bounce up and down the stairs??" 

So since my nails we growing strangely long and I was having issues with the stairs I decided to just see if anything was out of the ordinary.

WELP Two little pink lines told me what was going on. SURPRISE!! :)

My poor hubby was then thrown soo off course when he walked into the bathroom to take care of
 man morning duties,
still in zombie mode,
 right after waking up,
to a scene of me being really, really weird.
And of course I couldn't refrain from keeping it from him- even though I wanted to be all cute and make pancakes or make a shirt for Abby- that plan just wouldn't work with a million guests staying in your house.

C 's reaction was the best!
His mouth dropped open, he looked confused but immediately came to me and gave the best hug and kisses and was actually excited.He kept saying "I'm going to be a dad?! I'm going to be a dad." I really didn't know what to expect from my macho man's man, and especially because everything was happening so fast, but,
that. was. awesome!

The hardest part was now going to be keeping it to ourselves until it was time to share.....

more to come soon.

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