There's a Bun in the Oven!

November 14th was an exciting day in the Mohr house. It started out as most Sundays do with Dieter and I moving around the house getting ready for church. The difference this day however was a nagging question in my mind and a pregnancy test in hand.

For a week and a half I had been having lower stomach pains. I had been successfully ignoring it and thinking it was just a long period of cramps before my cycle until Saturday night when my cousin Wendy asked if there was any chance I could be pregnant. I thought that was a weird question to ask until my Aunt turned around and chimed in that she too had had cramps at the start of her pregnancy. This question swarmed in my mind for the next 12 hours. Sunday morning I got out of bed, grabbed the last test left in the closet, and set off for the guest bathroom. In the year and a half since Dieter and I started trying to conceive I have become quite familiar with the negative reading of a pregnancy test and usually prepare myself in advance for such a reading. This time the results appeared too fast for me to even think about it. A huge + sign lingered on the screen. I ran to Dieter and shared the good news. All we could do was giggle in shock.

That following Thursday we went to see my Gyno. He confirmed the results and printed out the first picture of our little darling at 5 weeks.

He then gave us the sad news that he no longer delivers and we would need to pick another doctor in the office to continue our journey. The next week went very slowly as we tried to keep the most exciting news we have experienced quite from all our friends and family.

Thanksgiving day we had the joy of hosting family at our house for dinner. As we all gathered around for prayer before dinner Dieter made the announcement that, "We had to smoke the turkey on the grill this year because Andrea has a bun in the oven." It was quite funny to see all the different reactions. Some thought it was just one of Dieter's jokes gone awry, some shouted with joy, and others looked around in confusion at what was happening. After explaining that yes it is true, we are expecting a little one, hugs were exchanged all around.

Since then Dieter and I have enjoyed slowly telling family and friends the good news. December 13th we went for our 2nd OB/Gyn appointment, this time with our new doctor. Thank you Emily for the recommendation! This time we got to see more than a little white dot. Our 8 1/2 week cutie, measuring in at about the size of a grape, had a strong heartbeat and two great pictures!