First things first...

Most of you reading this probably don't know...well, I'm expecting! Expecting a baby that is...anyone else as shocked as we were when we found out? Definitely exciting, nerve wracking, scary, wonderful...lots of things!

As of this posting I'm a little over eight weeks along. We're not planning on telling everyone until the first trimester's done, but as most of you who know me know...I don't keep secrets like this very well! The due date is May 10th...CRAZY!

We're headed off to Colorado this week and will let Greg's parents know. We've done really good at keeping it a secret so far. Way better than I thought we would! So far, its mostly been on a need to know basis with the exception of the people my sisters have told. They apparantly were too excited to stick to that whole "need to know" thing...oh well, I can't really fault them!

I found out on my birthday! My mom says its a sign, I was due on her birthday and we found out we're expecting on my birthday. I was sitting there that night thinking, you know its been a while since that whole [boys look away] mentstration thing...maybe I should look into that...took the test...came back positive...took three more tests...all had the same result. I was in shock for a few days, wait, who am I kidding, I'm still in shock!

We told my parents the next day. My parents are notorious for doing scavenger hunts for big presents. Most Christmas's or birthdays growing up involved a scavenger hunt for the big present at the end. Lots of little rhymes leading through the house finally leading to that bike in the garage or jacket you'd been eying. Well, me in all my geniousness (word? who knows...moving on) thought, hey, its my turn! I'm going to make a scavenger hunt for them! So I wrote up all these clues, bought a picture frame with a cute "baby will be here soon" poem and two bibs: "I love Grandma" and "I love Grandpa". Got it all ready and at the last minute thought, hey I'd better call and make sure no one's home. Called the house, and wouldn't you know it...Dad stayed home from work...so I just hung up! I was totally that prank caller! So then I was bummed because I didn't want to wait until the next day so when Greg came home he came up with a new plan.

We drove up to my parent's neighborhood and asked the guard at the gate if he would help us out. He was going to call my parents in ten minutes and tell them there was something wrong with the gate in front of their house and they should really take a look. So Greg and I rush over there, get the whole thing set up and go sit on the benches at the park across the street. We wait for about 20 minutes and then realize, oh man, we're idiots...of course, they're NOT HOME! Kicking myself for leaving the scavenger hunt stuff at home and tired of foiled plans, we just let ourselves in the house stuck all the stuff on the kitchen table and scribble a note saying, "thanks for foiling all the good ways of telling you, congratulations!"

Well, they were excited! Now, if only our exciting plans to tell Greg's parents will work out! That would be nice!