by the way, i'm pregnant.

hey there!  i'm pregnant! go ahead and be super excited-because we are over the moon about it. :) i have a ton of people who ask me how the whole experience is going so far-so i figured i'd share my highlights with you and enlighten you with a little humor. (because isn't that the solution to everything in life?) plus, its genius to blog your pregnancy, and this way i can look back and realize all the dirt i made it through.
here goes nothin.

on june 15th, in the wee hours i woke up about three times thinking i was going to barf. by the third time the thought ran through my head, "geeze! what am i, pregnant!?" um...yeah. that morning, danny and i woke up and decided to do some morning chores. so while he started on the dishes i had the thought occur to me, "hey you should take a pregnancy test." (mostly because i found the idea of peeing on a stick a blast in the bathroom) so, i did just that-and to my wondering eyes the test said negative, and i thought, "okay, whatev." i hadn't made it too far out of the bathroom before i had this strong impression to go get the stick out of the trash can and look again. i argued with myself (as i usually do when i receive inspiration) and then i caved and went back in to take another look. it felt like i stared at the 2 pink lines for about 700 minutes, because my brain wouldn't communicate with my eyeballs, but there it was...a faint pink line. that line that i thought was a flippin joke, it had proved me wrong-it totally existed.

this is were my azlyn ridiculousness kicked in. i ran out of the bathroom like i was a hiding from a dinosaur and pinned myself up against the wall of our living room. i thought, "i have to tell danny some cool way!" (imagine me biting my nails like i was terrified of something, because i did just that) then i thought, "yeah...you're kidding yourself if you think you can keep it a secrete all day long." i kept trying to convince myself i was going to make him a fancy dinner and serve him baby carrots (stupid, i know), but i was too excited. so i awkwardly ran up to him, grabbed his arm and took him into the bedroom and said, "i gotta tell you something! i think we are pregnant!" let me just say-danny's reaction was way better than mine. he ran to the bathroom, looked at the glorious pee stick and screamed his head off and gave me a giant hug and kiss. 

yes, i am aware that my husband rocks. 

any who, of course we reacted like any insane couple would, and ran around trying to find shoes and clothes to go get another test to confirm this beautiful pink line. it was pure chaos-we were running into each other, we couldn't figure out where our shoes were; i almost went to walmart without pants people! later that day we confirmed it, and soon after told our family over the phone and the world! (on facebook that is) i decided it would be genius to make my dog hold my pee stick for no apparent reason, danny thought it was a little strange, so i knew i had to do it. i'm sure major thought other wise-because he was looking at us like we were crazy people. he just didn't understand the concept of holding something on his nose that smelled like urine. however, a little cheese bribery did just the trick!

check it: here's my fab dog rockin my pee stick.

so, yes we are pregnant. we had it confirmed 2 days later at the clinic with a lovely stab to my vein. we are so excited, and eager to meet this kid that i suddenly realize i have no patience whatsoever. we don't know how far along we are. we were told at one point that i was 9 weeks along, then it was unconfirmed and they told me i wasn't as far along as they'd thought. so...i have no clue. i thought i knew when my last cycle was, but i guess i was wrong, (good job azlyn) so this babe is a mystery for now. we will know more on monday, when we go in for our first OB appointment! yippy!

my guess-ti-met is that i am about 8 or 9 weeks along as of today. and i feel pretty strong about that. i thought i was having such an amazing pregnancy when i wasn't barfing my guts out, but little did i know it had yet to come! so,... how's it been going? well...

i barf every other day. the worst was when i ate an entire bag of almonds and then threw them up 2 minutes later,....seriously, they hadn't even digested yet. so gross.. i constantly wonder how can one person be sincerely sick 24/7 for a whole month. you start to feel like a joke when you have to keep telling everyone that you don't feel good-like, ALL the time!

i haven't done anything weird yet, like chewed on leather, started licking rocks, or kissing turkeys. although i have had dreams of giant snakes that i have to laser gun to pieces, and that danny and i are my little ponies. so needless to say my dreams are epic. and so is visiting the bathroom during the night.

i constantly feel like i must keep my body at 95 degrees to be comfortable. seriously, i am typing all of this wrapped in a blanket when it is in the 90's outside.

i'm pretty sure that my kid might be the color yellow when it is born with all the lemon juice i have been swallowing : lemon pepper, lemons, lemon juice, and lemonade, oh...and string cheese. but as of lately, i am repulsed by the thought of string cheese and can't believe i ever ate the stuff. 

the other amazing part is that my glands in the back of my mouth are constantly freaking out. i try to brush my teeth = i gag, i try to eat a banana = i  gag. it's an interesting dilemma in life when you are trying to swallow your food without it actually touching the back of your mouth. super challenging, y'all should try it sometime.

i like to go on walks every day, but since i can only make it about a block before i feel i am going to faint-i don't get far. any physical activity lasts about 15 minutes tops.

i always thought the sense of smell during pregnancy was sort of a joke that women exaggerated...could i have been more wrong? if i have to smell danny's salsa he dumps on his burritos one more time, then i might lose my marbles. smells from around the house are ridiculous, the dogs constantly smell like dog, the trash can is disgusting even when i am a mile away from it, the smell of chicken is repulsing, and don't even get me started on air freshener spray.everything is in hyperdrive folks.

now onto the peachy side of things.

i am eternally great ful for this baby. i have thought about my kids my whole life, i wondered all about them. i've always been excited to meet them even before i was married. i am overwhelmed with the emotional, and physical changes i will have to endure-but when i think of that baby, it drowns it all out. granite, i do have my days where i want it to just be over already. but for the most part, i have it easy. i've read horror stories, and watched dumb youtube videos i shouldn't have, but in the end every pregnancy is different, and if i'm going to do this thing-i want to do it with a smile! even on the bad days. heavenly father has blessed us so very much since we joined our lives together, and i can only imagine the blessings that will come from our little one. 

 i am anxious to actually have a real due date and to see this kid on the big screen! it will be nice motivation, and a small reminder that it will all be worth it in the end. 

♥