The intervention

Okay world. I get it. No matter what I wanted or said I hoped for, not all things are controlled by yours truly. Granted, certain actions always leave certain results as possibilities, however, I have chosen to pretend that those possibilites could not enter my world. Why can't I choose to not take preventive measures on occassion and not end up .....(GULP)....pregnant?

Anyway, I thought I was PMSing a few weeks back, but nothing ever developed. I tend to have a long time in between cycles, so I was not worried. But this week, I have been so tired and then hitting the toilet a few times a day to vomit. For no known reason. I was blaming fumes in my building. But then yesterday I realized that I was at 43 days. So I took a test.

And that freaked me out. So I went to the Indian Hospital ER. Sho Nuff!

Forces beyond my control have intervened in my life plan. And El Guapo's. He's always been my Alpha Male. But he looks like a a deer in headlights. After hours and hours of talking it out last night... he is settling down. It's funny, since just two nights ago we were on our usual rant about living child-free.

I have always said that it is bad luck to announce this before a certain date as it is bad luck, but as I am in utter shock, it'a ll that is on my mind this morning.

A baby is coming!!! Oh my God! It means so many things. But I have already decided to view it as our blessed path. A baby! Pregnant. Whoa! It's scary, but really...so exciting. I think I will hold out on telling my parents, since it would be devastating to them if they were to be excited and then find out that it wasn't happening. Better to wait for a few weeks.

This could change everything. Money, health, lifestyle...our marriage. My life. But as it has been done in all of time with all of people, I know it will only be amazing and beautiful and make us complete.

Holy Moly. Is it too early to register at baby stores?