Meet Reidstad!
Reid + Norstad = Reidstad. As you may have heard, we are going to have a baby! This is a little late posting since I'm now 20 weeks along but thought I needed to start at the beginning.
On Sunday, June 5, 2011 (the day after my cousin Tara's wedding) I found out I was pregnant. I had this feeling that I was pregnant on Thursday, June 2nd and I happened to have a pregnancy test at my home, from all the failed attempts in the past. I took the test and it had a very, very faint line indicating I was pregnant. I did not say anything to Jason because I could not believe it myself, although there was this little thing in my brain saying it was true. The next day I headed off to Walgreens while Jason was at work and bought 4 different pregnancy tests, which cost an arm and a leg. As soon as I was at home I drank a ton of water and took all four tests at the same time, only to see four negatives. I was a bit confused but assumed the first test must have been old and that is why it came out positive...of course I still had this part of my brain saying 'NO, it is the negative tests you shouldn't trust'!
A few hours later I finally said I would take ONE more test and if it was negative I would know for certain. You see, apparently you don't want to guzzle water and then take the tests because that can make it negative. The last test I took on Friday came back a big fat NEGATIVE! I was a bit sad, but I've been here before although for some reason this time I felt that the test was wrong.
Saturday we went to my cousin, Tara's, wedding and reception. We had such a good time. I may have had a few margaritas and danced quite a bit too. I remember holding my cousin Dylan and Emily's week old baby girl, Elliott, and looking at Jason and whispering "I want a baby" and he wanted one just as much.
The next morning my parents took us all out to breakfast, since we all stayed overnight (thank you mom & dad for paying for the rooms!). Later that afternoon when we were home I just had to take another pregnancy test...something just didn't seem right. Jason was outside doing the lawn work and I came out and motioned him to come over. I shoved the test in his face and asked him if he saw two lines. He looked at it and he said he only saw one! /sigh I made him look harder and he finally admitted there was a faint line. Just to make this story short, I took 2-3 more pregnancy tests that day and studied them with Jason for a long time. I think we both wanted it to be true but we also didn't want to be devastated if it wasn't.
Monday I finally went to Walgreens and bought one of those pregnancy tests that literally say "pregnant" and "not pregnant". The lines were driving me crazy at this point. I went home, took the test and saw a nice surprise of "pregnant"! I sent the picture to Jason who was in complete shock!
I had always planned on doing something really fun to show Jason I was pregnant. I had a lot of ideas, such as printing a letter from some company saying congratulations Jason Reid, you are going to be a father. Unfortunately I didn't get to use any of those ideas...instead of I ended up showing him 15 pregnancy tests making him guess what they say, and then texting a picture of the final pregnancy test. By the way, he didn't quite believe the text I sent him, he thought it was a fake!
Fast forward 12 weeks to our ultrasound. This was actually our 2nd ultrasound, but the first one was too early to see anything so I didn't get any pictures.
We heard the heartbeat which was 108 bpm, I believe. They said anything over 100 is excellent.
Around the time I found out I was pregnant I just knew it was a boy. I think most people think I'm psychotic but I know it is a boy. I have always wanted a little daughter so trust me, I would be hoping for a little girl to play barbies with, but I don't get that sense. I get the sense that I will have a lot of blue in my life soon!
Lindsay
On Sunday, June 5, 2011 (the day after my cousin Tara's wedding) I found out I was pregnant. I had this feeling that I was pregnant on Thursday, June 2nd and I happened to have a pregnancy test at my home, from all the failed attempts in the past. I took the test and it had a very, very faint line indicating I was pregnant. I did not say anything to Jason because I could not believe it myself, although there was this little thing in my brain saying it was true. The next day I headed off to Walgreens while Jason was at work and bought 4 different pregnancy tests, which cost an arm and a leg. As soon as I was at home I drank a ton of water and took all four tests at the same time, only to see four negatives. I was a bit confused but assumed the first test must have been old and that is why it came out positive...of course I still had this part of my brain saying 'NO, it is the negative tests you shouldn't trust'!
A few hours later I finally said I would take ONE more test and if it was negative I would know for certain. You see, apparently you don't want to guzzle water and then take the tests because that can make it negative. The last test I took on Friday came back a big fat NEGATIVE! I was a bit sad, but I've been here before although for some reason this time I felt that the test was wrong.
Saturday we went to my cousin, Tara's, wedding and reception. We had such a good time. I may have had a few margaritas and danced quite a bit too. I remember holding my cousin Dylan and Emily's week old baby girl, Elliott, and looking at Jason and whispering "I want a baby" and he wanted one just as much.
The next morning my parents took us all out to breakfast, since we all stayed overnight (thank you mom & dad for paying for the rooms!). Later that afternoon when we were home I just had to take another pregnancy test...something just didn't seem right. Jason was outside doing the lawn work and I came out and motioned him to come over. I shoved the test in his face and asked him if he saw two lines. He looked at it and he said he only saw one! /sigh I made him look harder and he finally admitted there was a faint line. Just to make this story short, I took 2-3 more pregnancy tests that day and studied them with Jason for a long time. I think we both wanted it to be true but we also didn't want to be devastated if it wasn't.
Monday I finally went to Walgreens and bought one of those pregnancy tests that literally say "pregnant" and "not pregnant". The lines were driving me crazy at this point. I went home, took the test and saw a nice surprise of "pregnant"! I sent the picture to Jason who was in complete shock!
I had always planned on doing something really fun to show Jason I was pregnant. I had a lot of ideas, such as printing a letter from some company saying congratulations Jason Reid, you are going to be a father. Unfortunately I didn't get to use any of those ideas...instead of I ended up showing him 15 pregnancy tests making him guess what they say, and then texting a picture of the final pregnancy test. By the way, he didn't quite believe the text I sent him, he thought it was a fake!
Fast forward 12 weeks to our ultrasound. This was actually our 2nd ultrasound, but the first one was too early to see anything so I didn't get any pictures.
We heard the heartbeat which was 108 bpm, I believe. They said anything over 100 is excellent.
Around the time I found out I was pregnant I just knew it was a boy. I think most people think I'm psychotic but I know it is a boy. I have always wanted a little daughter so trust me, I would be hoping for a little girl to play barbies with, but I don't get that sense. I get the sense that I will have a lot of blue in my life soon!
Lindsay
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