I found out I was pregnant on a Sunday night or technically it was an early Monday morning. I had been feeling different shortly after returning from my honeymoon. I was meeting up with some friends and my husband, David was getting really worried about how I had been acting. Both his mom and his grandmother believed me to be pregnant. So while at our local 24/7 diner called Finnegan's, I took the winning pregnancy test. It was nice being surrounded by a few very close friends when I read the positive result.
My cravings have varied from anything I can eat with ranch, to Coca-Cola (this one was David's favorite since I prefer Pepsi), milk and Taco Bell.
I absolutely hate wearing pants unless they are sweat pants or leggings for dresses. I am now 4 months along, exactly 19 weeks. I have a 6 month old puppy and a 2 year old cat.
The first positive test

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