Where Do I Start?

Where do I start? What do I say? What do I do?
After a glorious *cough*ahem*GLORIOUS*cough*ahem* 2 months of baby making, we finally hit the jackpot. Babypot. Egg?
On Friday, July 25th, I peed onto a stick for five seconds and then BAM! The greatest text message in the world....pregnant. Not too suprised due to the prior week of boob growth (and agony) and crazy emotions (eh, a few...on one day...it's forgivable) I sprinted from the bathroom with my little nekkid self hollaring 'baby, baby'. I was in fact meaning my darling husband, 'baby' a term of endearment, but it could have worked either way. His reaction (private and personal) was pretty fricking fantastic.
And then we danced around.
And I took photos.
Like these.