Last Tuesday was a pretty life changing day. I had wrapped up all of my projects at work, packed my bags and prepared myself for a long 10 weeks away from home at basic training for the National Guard. This is a recap of my day, which was horrible at the time but is now hillarious to look back on:
4:00 am - Wake up call at the Houston Crown Plaza hotel
4:30 am - Head downstairs for a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs
5:00 am - Board the bus that is heading to the downtown Houston MEPS building to process paperwork and ship all of the new soldiers off to training
5:45 am - All soldiers smush together in a long hallway for our briefing on what the day will hold. Crap, I didnt know we had another medical review! I have on the wrong kind of underwear! (The military is very particular about your undergarments, white underwear and white sports bras only)
6:00 am - Ran to the room where our bags are stored, grabbed the correct undergarments and a book so I could hide them until I had a chance to change. With my paperwork, book and correct underwear in hand, I was off to the first stop of many for the day.
6:10 am - Stop #1. I froze as I heard an announcement to put all of our folders on a table for review. OMG, how am I going to explain this when someone asks why I have underwear smushed between my book and my folder! Luckily this was only for ARMY recruits so I was safe for now. WHEW!
6:25 am - Stop #2. Ran to the bathroom to change on my way to Medical. 3 others ended up needing to go as well (great). I changed as quickly as I could but I guess it wasnt fast enough becuase I heard whispers from the sink area "Is that chick still in there". How embarrasing but not as embarrasing as telling them why I really took so long.
6:30 am - Stop #3. Darted across the hallway to put my original undies back in my bag. Whew! I made it just in time too! As I was walking out the doorway, I passed the person with keys to lock up the room and keep our stuff safe (the room would not unlock until later that afternoon) My heart was pounding at this point.
6:40 am - Medical. I caught up with the rest of the girls and made it to the medical wing for my review. Feeling much more relieved now I was wide awake and ready to start the day.
6:45 am - All of the girls were required to change into the white medical gowns Then everyone goes on to take a urine test (Grrrr, I just went a second ago)
6:55 am - Waiting for further instructions with the rest of the girls
7:00 am - Whispers start to go around that someone is pregnant, results were found from the urine test. I found myself feeling really bad for the one who found out, most of the girls were just out of high school and not yet married.
7:05 am - Height, weight and flexibility testing and then into an individual room with the doc to discuss any changes to your medical history.
7:20 am - I was the first one to meet with the doc. As I sat down he said to me "I'm not sure if I should tell you i'm sorry or congratulations" My jaw dropped to the floor and my heart skipped a beat as I realized that I was the one who was pregnant. To say that I was shocked would be a serious understatement, I was planning on having kids one day but not for 2 more years at least.
7:30 am - Break the news to the rest of the girls who were all super excited for me. I still wasnt sure how I felt at this point. Having that knowledge now meant that I would not be able to go to my basic training, no OCS after training and no more back to school for interior design.
7:40am - 11:40 am - I changed out of my gown and into my regular clothes to go have my paperwork processed to go home. During this 4 hour period I had to hand the news over to 5 or 6 different people. This was extremely uncomfortable, it was so hard to keep from bursting into tears at each station. Thankfully I had a book with me so I could read instead of look at anyone.
Each time I handed over my paperwork (in silence of course) I could feel and see the look of judgement on their faces. These people had no idea that I was 25 years old, married with a house and a good job. From person to person and waiting in hallway after hallway, I probably secretly cried 3 out of those 4 hours.
During this 4 hour span of time, I had no access to my personal things, no cell phone and no one to talk to (no one that I knew anyway). So many thoughts were going through my mind, I still hadnt fully grasped the news and people were quietly telling me congratulations left and right which made the day a little bit worse. That was the last thing that I wanted to hear at this moment, I really just wanted to be invisible.
11:45 am - My recruiter Sgt Tarver had arrived to pick me up and take me back home. He was as shocked as I was and even more shocked that Tim didn't know the news yet. On the ride home I gave him a call.
The rest of the day - The rest of the day was a blur, Tim was as shocked as I was but he was also really excited. We made a dr appt to have some blood drawn to confirm the pregnancy and processed the news the rest of the day. We started telling people that evening and the more people that we told, the more excited that we became. That evening, a new blog was born...
Welcome to the new Agent Double N Baby Blog!