Brad and I had been training all spring and early summer for the Interlochen InterRockin' Triathlon. The weekend of the race came and I wasn't feeling like myself but didn't think too much of it. I did the race, had a good time, but still felt like it was a lot harder to do than it should have. The whole drive home I kept telling Brad, "There's something not right about me...I think I'm pregnant" but he just brushed it off. The next day I was still feeling funny so we got a home pregnancy test...it turned positive before I could blink! We were thrilled, shocked, and grateful to God for the news!
(I'm 6 weeks pregnant in this picture)
