2 Under 2 HERE WE COME!

YUP!!! BFP!!! Tuesday night we were eating dinner, and John goes:

"You know, you might as well just pee on a stick tonight."

"Really?  I can."

"Yeah, why wait till morning?  Then you'll be rushing."

So we finished eating dinner and I went to pee on a stick -- well pee in a cup, to insert the stick into, because lord knows I am NOT coordinated enough to actually pee on the stick without peeing all over my hands.  PJ and I went to talk to John in the kitchen.

Go back in the bathroom.  Still an hourglass.   Wait a few seconds.  Back to the kitchen.

Repeat.

Repeat -- wait.  OH MY GOD.  It says PREGNANT.  PREGNANT.   Really?   I could not believe it.  I mean I wanted it, but I was shocked it happened so fast.  John kept saying, "the 'not' just hasn't shown up yet.  I just kept staring at it so excited.

"PJ!! You're gonna be a big brother!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And we have a crawler/cruiser! and we're 12 DPO

So all in the same weekend, PJ decided he wanted to start cruising -- AND crawling on all fours!  Funny that when he's about to get ready to start walking he decides he wants to crawl on all fours, but that's okay.  I was perfectly content with him skipping crawling and going right on to walking but now it looks like we have a multiple mode transportation PJ on our hands! :)

So I get to POAS on Wednesday.  I am soooo anxious.   I still feel nauseous, but it could just be coincidence.  I've already starting giving myself reason to be glad if it's a BFN.  I'll accrue more vacation time.   I'll be able to go back to work in end of January instead of right after the holidays.  Etc, etc.   Wednesday can't come soon enough for me!! 

We saw little miss Raewyn last night, and she's just so tiny and little and new.   You forget how little your baby was when they've gotten so big and independent.   It's easy to forget how there was time where when I put PJ down, he was exactly where I left him when I got back.   There was a time when his cry was so little and that was the only noises he made really.  And of course there was the time where my boobs were so huge I thought I was going to keep over from the extra weight in front. 

But I want it all back.  Every second of it.

PJ climbed the stairs.

Oh yes.  All 5 stairs at my parents house -- like he's been doing it his whole life.   He's so adorable.  It's too much to stand sometimes.

So even though I KNEW there was no possible way I'd get a BFP, I POAS last night.   I AM SUCH A LOSER.  I called it my practice run.  Hahahahahha.   I did not inform my husband because he would have yelled at me about wasting money, etc, etc.  But now I can wait until I am SUPPOSED to POAS, which is February 3.   Or maybe the 2nd.  It all depends on how long I can hold out.