Super Bowl

Three years ago, Super Bowl Sunday, we found out we were pregnant with Little Man.

I had taken a test in the morning, and thought I saw a VERY faint line. I chose not to believe it. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.

We went to church, then headed home. I don't remember what we did that afternoon, but we went to a Super Bowl party that evening at my good friends house. Every one was watching the game and drinking, except me. I knew there was a chance I could be pregnant since we were trying, so I did not drink.

It was the Chicago Bears vs. the Indianapolis Colts in the Super Bowl. My husband is from Chicago, so he is a HUGE Bears fan. We were PSYCHED that they were finally in the Super Bowl. The game started out great. Hester (I believe) took the first kick and returned it for a touch down! DA BEARS!!!

The game went down hill from there. I remember I got really sleepy and cranky. I was rude to my friends who were hosting the party, and we left before the game was over. As soon as we got home, I went to bed.

I woke up Monday morning, and took another pregnancy test. This time a digital. It said pregnant!! Ah, that explains why I was so tired and cranky last night! I called my mom, my sister, then my friend that hosted the party. I apologized for being cranky and said "but I have a good excuse". All was forgiven as soon as I told her I was pregnant.

The Colts won the Super Bowl three years ago...

Flash forward to tonight. We went to at a party hosted by a couple that goes to our church. Watching the Super Bowl with my Little Man (and Little Miracle) was priceless.

Watching the Colts lose was sweet revenge!