And then that happened. And THAT!


Well.

I really don’t even know how to write this post, where to begin. I guess it’s been like this for me a lot recently, and not just writing – talking to people, telling them what I’m about to tell you, has been difficult. Not because it’s bad, or even necessarily difficult itself (quite the contrary, actually, because I’m SQUEEing all over myself inside), but because… well, I just don’t know where the hell to start.

So I guess I’ll start at the beginning. And be blunt about it.

On Sunday, April 10, The Boy and I found out I’m pregnant! On Wednesday, April 13, I had my first doctor’s appointment, complete with pregnancy confirmation and… our first ultrasound! At that point, I was 6 weeks and 3 days… which makes me 9.5 weeks pregnant at this point.

And then, on Tuesday, April 19, The Boy surprised me with this:

He proposed!*

We’re getting married!

I feel the need to clarify here that we are not getting married just because we’re having a baby. But, to be honest, if you’re going to think that, you’re going to think it regardless of what I say. Though the truth is we’ve talked about getting married for almost two years now… it just so happens that this is the right time for us.

We are acceleratingย the engagement process a bit because of the baby, however. The way I see it, it’s just going to be easier to plan a quick, simple wedding while I’m pregnant than to plan anything with a newborn – and I really don’t want to put off getting married another couple years.

So, Big Day #1 is July 16. We will be married in a small ceremony at our home, with a large reception at the community building in town. Be prepared for wedding planning chaos posts (if I have the energy).

Big Day #2 is December 2. The Boy and I will be parents (that is SO CRAZY!) by Christmas. AH! Also, EEK! ๐Ÿ™‚

Note: When calling your mother to tell her some big news (because you won’t get the chance to see her in person for a few weeks, and want to tell her RIGHT NOW), it might not be the best idea to start the conversation with, “Are you sitting down?”

* Sorry about the not-so-great photo quality, but… well, I’m not a photographer, especially when it comes to shiny rings.