Good News and Bad News, Which do you want first?

I will start with the bad news. So, back on May 10th, Tim's Grandma Sharon passed away. Poor little thing's body finally gave up. I felt sad but glad that she was no longer suffering. Her funeral was Sat. May 17th. I felt weird that day, not really sick but just tired and like blah, but it was a rainy gloomy day and we did hang out at a funeral home all day so I figured it was what it was. The following day Tim wanted to go to the movies and see Godzilla. Once again I wasn't feeling right but this time, I was nauseous and sick to my stomach, I agreed to go but the smell of popcorn wasn't agreeing with me. Next day was Monday and I had to work, but the same sickness was still following me. I decided to go to CVS and get a pregnancy test, and I can't even explain my emotions when I pee'd on that stick and a plus sign appeared!!!
Can you believe it, I AM PREGNANT!!!!!
I have been on a super high ever since, my first doc appt is on July 15th, seems like forever away. I am gonna be honest I am terrified, and I know it is super early to be telling anyone but ya'll are like my second family and I wanted to share some good news with you.
I pray to God every night to please let me hold a healthy, breathing, crying, heartbeating baby after these 9 months, and I will promise to be the best mama ever.
These past 2 weeks have been kicking my butt, very nauseous all the time, all day long, extreme fatique and I just started throwing up in the mornings and I can barely eat. But I am not complaining, at this point no sickness can bring me down.
Can't believe my rainbow baby is on the way. I am Blessed!!