Our journey begins in April 2012 when my Aunt Judy and I hopped in the car and took a trip to Maryland to visit my cousin Teri, her husband Tesfa and their new bundle of joy Nathaniel. Picture a nice spring day, lots of traffic and very few stops at rest stations because "I like to move it, move it!". Okay, a little corny, I know but seriously that's where it all began.
We made it to my cousins house after several hours of driving; it didn't matter how many rest stations I avoided we got caught in holiday traffic. Once we were settled and had met my new little cousin we were trying to figure out what we were going to eat for dinner. For some odd reason I had no desire to eat although I had no issues with my appetite on the trip down. When the food came, I was suddenly repulsed and wanted nothing to eat. I wasn't nauseous but the sight of the food was absolutely disturbing to me. I didn't think much of it and figured I just needed to sleep. The next morning I decided to forgo breakfast as I still had no appetite. I wasn't feeling sick, the sight of food didn't bother me, I just didn't feel hungry. My cousin and Aunt pressed me to eat but I refused. After several hours of me refusing to eat I gave in and purchased a burrito from Chipotle that made me feel like a cow after eating it.
Later on that evening I again avoided dinner but still didn't understand what was going on with me. My cousin and her mom were fussing over the baby and I decided to go to the craft store as I am an DIY girl and was working on a project for my best friend's wedding. Once I left the craft store I saw a Target nearby and decided to go for a browse. Somehow I decided there was nothing I needed except some Chapstick and a pregnancy test. I'm a fan of don't ask don't tell, but I will tell this as I'm sure you all have the same question going through your minds at this point: Yes, I was chosen as the next person to have an immaculate conception (Just kidding, God please don't strike me down! But don't ask cause' trust I won't tell!).
I drove back to my cousins house and snuck into the bathroom and took the test...Very surreal seeing the lines confirm my pregnancy. Not wanting to tell my cousin or aunt, I had to hide the test (I didn't want it surfacing in the garbage can. Gross, I know, but I think about these things!) I immediately texted my mom who was so happy she texted back "I just want you to know I'm at work with a stupid smile on my face." My mom has been begging for grandchildren for a few years now. Geeze, woman I'm only 27! She told me not to jump to conclusions and that she wanted me to confirm it with a doctor as soon as I got back to New York. I felt bad not telling my family but I didn't want to ruin their happiness as Nathaniel was only a week old; I didn't want to steal the kids shine! Plus how did I know I was pregnant? I mean besides the fact I was about 2 weeks late, which meant nothing due to the immense stress I was under working, interning and trying to finish my last year of grad school. It could be nothing right? Well obviously there wouldn't be a blog if that was true!
So I just enjoyed the rest of the trip and kept my secret to myself. Here are the pictures from my DC illin' I mean chillin' trip.
That's all folks!
