We know that having a baby is going to be a big change, especially considering the circumstances surrounding how we found out! We were on vacation in Europe, a trip we had been trying to take since we were married. We travelled to Germany, Austria, and Italy. On our first day in Venice, I came back to the hotel room and found a red rash on my ankle that I could not explain. That night, as the sun was setting in the Piazza San Marco, and the music from the tuxedo donned string quartet was playing in the breeze, Brad went off to get some gelato (very romantic) but I started bawling uncontrollably and could not stop for 20 min because Brad did not ask me what flavor I wanted. I knew then something was going on...
The next day we went out to try and find a pregnancy test, but being Italy they did not have any over the counter test available. We drove around for a Pharmacia and after doing my best Charades (pregnancy belly and shrugging), I finally got a test. We went to a little Coffee Shop on a secluded canal, and although the instructions were in Italian, and the bathroom was very tiny, the pink plus sign translates across all situations. :)
