So I'd been getting sick (as in hurling) off and on for about the last 3-4 weeks. Last Wednesday, September 12th - which happened to be my Uncle Jay's 47th birthday, at the request of my mother, I took two at home pregnancy tests. And guess what ? I'm knocked up ! I shrieked with fear at first, running down the hallway towards my mother, holding my pregnancy test saying accusingly to her "Does this mean I'm pregnant?!?!?!?". Sure enough, both tests came up positive. That plus sign was unmistakeable. Most people would have thought I didn't LIKE that we're having a baby, but in all honesty. I was truly just SHOCKED. I really had no idea on Earth that I was pregnant. I just figured there was something odd happening to my stomach and wanted to rule it out before I started taking all sorts of over the counter medications to help my tummy. I also knew that if I went to a DR, the first thing they'd do is test me to see if I was pr
