The night of February 25th, I had a dream I was pregnant. So, the next morning, I had to take a test, just to see. I had one test at home, and it was a $1 test from the dollar store. It showed a faint positive, maybe?!? I just couldn't tell for sure, I told my husband the exciting news. But, followed up with, I don't know if I can trust it, I'm going to leave early for school and run to WalMart on my way.
I go to WalMart, get a "better" test, and am on my way to school. I have planning first period and decide when the perfect time to go to the bathroom would be. (You may be thinking, I cannot believe she'd do that at work, well, you are crazy if you think I'd be able to wait until after school.) I stick the test in my pocket, like a guilty criminal, and race to the bathroom. In the process of taking the test, just to double check, the principal decides to have an unannounced fire drill. Picture this, me (already feeling semi-dirty & a little paranoid) sitting in the bathroom of an old filthy junior high school taking a pregnancy test, and out of nowhere the fire alarm starts going off. I honestly didn't know it was coming and didn't know if it was a drill or something real. I freaked, maybe said something along the lines of "you have got to be kidding me", shoved the test in my pocket, zipped my pocket tight and ran out of the building. I wasn't thinking about the students, are they all out, everyone safe? All I was thinking was, so, is it going to say positive or negative and crap, I didn't even wash my hands! Immediately once we were cleared to go back inside (it was just a drill) I ran back up to the bathroom, washed my hands and looked to see...PREGNANT!
Yikes...let the ride begin. I'm now 12 weeks and doing good. I had been really sick, but that has definitely gotten tons better since the beginning. Wonder if that means boy since I wasn't near as sick when pregnant with Flynne. Time will tell and so will that 20 week ultrasound!
In the last month, we also went to Florida for Spring Break. We had a great time and were able to relax and enjoy ourselves. I was nervous about taking a 13 month old on the airplane, but she did amazing! Flynne also loved the swimming pool and walking all over the place.
We have started to see some nicer days, where we can actually go outside without coats! Flynne seems to be happier outside than inside, however she just wants to get into everything she shouldn't.
On a teacher's note: today, I wore my hair curly. Something I hardly ever do. The girls love it, the boys, not so much. I had one 6th grade student in particular, say to me (serious as can be & if you knew him, you'd know he is extremely literal and has no filter) "sooo....what's with the bad hair day??" I laughed, out loud. The girl sitting beside him says, "Mrs. Chandler, how can you not be mad at Matt* for saying that, that was so mean of him." I reassured her that I was okay, and as a teacher you can't let that stuff get to you. She responds, "I could never do your job."
Sometimes, it's the little things!
