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I started thinking I might be pregnant when:
We charted the whole month of September working on that baby. It was on a Friday or Saturday night when I'm sure we conceived.
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I found out I was pregnant when I:
I was alittle over a week late. I spotted some on the weekend but nothing like it should have been.
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I felt:
Determined to have it happen the first month we tried. Bret thought I was being silly doing all the charting, but you all know me I am determined.
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The first person I told was:
Well the doctors, but I had to spend the rest of the day bitting my lip because I wanted to tell Bret and Chelse before I told anyone.
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They reacted by:
Bret jumped up out of the chair and gave me his famous bretbear hug. Chelsea grabbed me and asked if it was a boy. (had to explain it might take a few months to find out)
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The first ultrasound was:
I go in on November 7th.
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At my first prenatal visit I learned that:
First visit will be November 7th.
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My baby will be born:
Happy, Healthy and with lots of love from mom, dad and the big sister.
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The strangest symptom of pregnancy I had this month was:
chicken and dumpling soup. Odd I know
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My hopes:
A healthy pregnancy. A healthy baby.
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My fears:
That Chelsea will feel left out and not be the baby girl anymore. I tell her daily she will always be my first born.
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