Thursday, March 29, 2007
Pictures, Take Two
So, I tried a different way of uploading the pictures and I think it worked this time. Please scroll down and have a look, then comment and let me know if you can all see them now. Sorry!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Ultrasound Pictures!
So... it's always going to take me longer to post things than I think, apparently :).
In this case it is partly Brian's fault because he took the pictures to work and left them there. And also, my scanner takes an ungodly amount of time to scan pictures in... when I am doing it wrong. Hee! Today I finally got them all scanned in and downsized enough to email to myself, so I could use the computer I actually have graphic editing software on to crop and trim and rotate, etc. Phew! It's more work than I thought. If anyone is totally nuts I do have a few more pics that I'm not posting here because they look basically like these ones. Lemme know and I can always email them to you (or you can see them when you come to visit, dad). Also, the doc was too busy explaining what we were seeing to actually get a snapshot of the all important 'it's a boy' view. It was the first thing he did and the Pea was wiggly, although he quickly settled down afterwards. He must be shy. Honestly it's probably best, because I can't imagine the damage having the entire internet see your unborn privates might cause the poor little guy. Lord knows he'll have plenty of chances for embarassment to come! There also aren't shots of some of the 'cooler to see' bits of the ultrasound, which likely wouldn't have captured terribly well. We got to see the hemispheres of his wee brain, and the doctor pointed out hypothalamus and cerebellum. Insanity! We got to see his tiny stomach - he is swallowing fluid so it was a dark little bubble. The heart was beating and we could see the septum that divides the two ventricles. And at one point he was moving his mouth like he was sucking or chewing and we could see that. Apparently Dr Decker is well known for having an amazing touch with the ultrasound probe - lucky us!
Without further ado...
The PeaBaby!
I think this one is pretty self explanatory. That's head on the right, butt and legs on the left. His hand is up by his mouth. At one point around here he waved!
In this case it is partly Brian's fault because he took the pictures to work and left them there. And also, my scanner takes an ungodly amount of time to scan pictures in... when I am doing it wrong. Hee! Today I finally got them all scanned in and downsized enough to email to myself, so I could use the computer I actually have graphic editing software on to crop and trim and rotate, etc. Phew! It's more work than I thought. If anyone is totally nuts I do have a few more pics that I'm not posting here because they look basically like these ones. Lemme know and I can always email them to you (or you can see them when you come to visit, dad). Also, the doc was too busy explaining what we were seeing to actually get a snapshot of the all important 'it's a boy' view. It was the first thing he did and the Pea was wiggly, although he quickly settled down afterwards. He must be shy. Honestly it's probably best, because I can't imagine the damage having the entire internet see your unborn privates might cause the poor little guy. Lord knows he'll have plenty of chances for embarassment to come! There also aren't shots of some of the 'cooler to see' bits of the ultrasound, which likely wouldn't have captured terribly well. We got to see the hemispheres of his wee brain, and the doctor pointed out hypothalamus and cerebellum. Insanity! We got to see his tiny stomach - he is swallowing fluid so it was a dark little bubble. The heart was beating and we could see the septum that divides the two ventricles. And at one point he was moving his mouth like he was sucking or chewing and we could see that. Apparently Dr Decker is well known for having an amazing touch with the ultrasound probe - lucky us!
Without further ado...
The PeaBaby!
I think this one is pretty self explanatory. That's head on the right, butt and legs on the left. His hand is up by his mouth. At one point around here he waved!
Daddy likes to refer to this one (and 2 similar other shots) as the "scary Halloween face" pictures. He was driving the doc crazy because he kept looking at the probe and he couldn't get a good profile. If you picture him with like, flesh, I guess he's kinda cute? The profile is better. And also, he needs more time to bake!
This is the hardest one to really see- it's his head on the lower right and then his spine. Mostly it's just cool to see the spine and realize that I'm growing something inside of me and it has bones! Er, he has bones!
Crazy.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
It's a Boy!
So there, I'm all caught up!
Today was our third OB appointment, and included an ultrasound. The doctor got me all covered in goo (warmed, thank you Dr Decker!) and worked his magic. He asked what we thought it was, and I tried to get a peek at the monitor, but couldn't quite figure out the angles of what I was looking at. I think it's a girl, Brian thinks it's a boy. As he announces that Brian is right, I figure out which section of the image is actually the baby, and even I can see that he's right.
It was an odd moment, I think for both of us. A first glimpse of the baby inside of me - it's real! Er, he's real! And at the same time even Brian was really sort of thinking it was a girl, so it's surreal and very strange.
The baby moves, and the doc finds him again, and starts pointing out all sorts of things. At the moment Brian has the snapshots at work, but I'll scan them in and post them tomorrow. We got to see his tiny heart beating, all the way down to the septum separating the ventricles. We got to see his brain, and the hemispheres that divide it. His little hand waved, he has amazingly small little vertebrae, and according to the doc he has a round little butt (he must get that from Brian). Everything looks completely normal and perfectly fine, but we still decided to do the triple screen blood test. If anything looks abnormal, they do an ultrasound to confirm, and since ours was totally fine I figure the blood test will come out the same. My bloodwork from last time was clean and clear too - those measels vaccinations are still holding strong from when I was a kid!
The other sort of humorous part of the appointment was the fact that the doctor seemed pretty suprised at my size. "You're really popping out there, aren't ya?" I guess having not seen me for 2 months, and reading that I have still only gained 5 pounds made it a little shocking. The weight gain is right on track according to him. I can't imagine having gained like 20 pounds at this point (which is not at all unusual) and being even more awkward and uncomfortable than I am. Still, I'm a week or so short of half way and there's a loooooong way to go. Someone buy me a muumuu!
So, anyway, no more 'it' for us, PeaBaby is a boy! I'm a little shocked and maybe a little overwhelmed too. I feel like I know how to take care of girls and what they like, but boys are a total mystery. I've been picturing Barbies and dress up and I need to be thinking blocks and army men instead. Brian's already gearing up for playing catch and hockey, and the more I think about it the more real and exciting it becomes. My own little man who will absolutely have to be a mommy's boy, and of course he will be totally adorable and brilliant. Looks like I better go clean all the fairy and princess links out of my Bookmarks and beef up the airplane and choo choo train ones! Belly and ultrasound pics tomorrow!
Today was our third OB appointment, and included an ultrasound. The doctor got me all covered in goo (warmed, thank you Dr Decker!) and worked his magic. He asked what we thought it was, and I tried to get a peek at the monitor, but couldn't quite figure out the angles of what I was looking at. I think it's a girl, Brian thinks it's a boy. As he announces that Brian is right, I figure out which section of the image is actually the baby, and even I can see that he's right.
It was an odd moment, I think for both of us. A first glimpse of the baby inside of me - it's real! Er, he's real! And at the same time even Brian was really sort of thinking it was a girl, so it's surreal and very strange.
The baby moves, and the doc finds him again, and starts pointing out all sorts of things. At the moment Brian has the snapshots at work, but I'll scan them in and post them tomorrow. We got to see his tiny heart beating, all the way down to the septum separating the ventricles. We got to see his brain, and the hemispheres that divide it. His little hand waved, he has amazingly small little vertebrae, and according to the doc he has a round little butt (he must get that from Brian). Everything looks completely normal and perfectly fine, but we still decided to do the triple screen blood test. If anything looks abnormal, they do an ultrasound to confirm, and since ours was totally fine I figure the blood test will come out the same. My bloodwork from last time was clean and clear too - those measels vaccinations are still holding strong from when I was a kid!
The other sort of humorous part of the appointment was the fact that the doctor seemed pretty suprised at my size. "You're really popping out there, aren't ya?" I guess having not seen me for 2 months, and reading that I have still only gained 5 pounds made it a little shocking. The weight gain is right on track according to him. I can't imagine having gained like 20 pounds at this point (which is not at all unusual) and being even more awkward and uncomfortable than I am. Still, I'm a week or so short of half way and there's a loooooong way to go. Someone buy me a muumuu!
So, anyway, no more 'it' for us, PeaBaby is a boy! I'm a little shocked and maybe a little overwhelmed too. I feel like I know how to take care of girls and what they like, but boys are a total mystery. I've been picturing Barbies and dress up and I need to be thinking blocks and army men instead. Brian's already gearing up for playing catch and hockey, and the more I think about it the more real and exciting it becomes. My own little man who will absolutely have to be a mommy's boy, and of course he will be totally adorable and brilliant. Looks like I better go clean all the fairy and princess links out of my Bookmarks and beef up the airplane and choo choo train ones! Belly and ultrasound pics tomorrow!
Week 17: March 9-15
The baby continues to kick more and more all the time. You can actually see my stomach move a tiny bit if you catch it just right. I still think of it as a girl most of the time (little experience with boys I guess), but when it's kicking me like crazy I sometimes refer to it as 'him' or 'he'. As in, "He is kicking again. Relax PeaBaby!" But really I enjoy every little bump and squirm. It's becoming even more pronounced and more frequent. Now it feels more like someone is really poking me, and sometimes like a wee little headbutt or what I really picture as a kick.
We had a scary moment on Tuesday night and I spent all day Wednesday worried and intermittently in tears. Brian was throwing the ball and Cita (our chihuahua) took a flying leap off the back of the couch and right onto my stomach. It hurt way more than it usually hurts when she jumps on my leg or head, and it scared me really bad. I called my mom hysterically after about an hour, and as usual she had just the right things to say to help me calm down. It's been a few days now and I haven't had any cramping or spotting or anything else out of the ordinary so I think it's safe to assume all is well. I'm so much more cautious now though, and usually don't let either puppy up above me - usually there's a pillow on my stomach too. I just love you very much little one, and I hope this little scare is the worst one we have.
On a brighter note, on the weekend we got some new maternity clothes! Yay! Especially considering that like, nothing is fitting me anymore. We went to Old Navy (I highly recommend it as an inexpensive place for basics) and got a nice selection of tees, tanks, and a few light sweaters. I also couldn't resist the maternity trenchcoat, but it was on sale! In the same trip I went to a nice department store to get fitted for a new bra. The old one was obviously far from fitting, but I didn't know where to start. The girl measured me, then looked up at me with a sort of dumbfounded look and said, "Um... it's a 34 DDD. I don't think we carry those, but maybe a 36 will work?" That's THREE CUP SIZES people! And I was not exactly flat to begin with. Thankfully these new bras are extremely comfy, and I also got something called a 'sleep bra' that's very minimal and perfect for night time. I totally recommend those too, not just for during pregnancy!
I'm still feeling pretty sleepy most days and I need a rest if not a nap, not to mention a good 10-12 hours of sleep a night. There's a lot going on in there! There are days when I'm starving no matter how much I eat, but I've really one had one of those this week. I do want very specific food but I don't think any of it has been anything too weird. The oddest thing is probably the continuing propensity toward sour/tart things. Mild cherry peppers, sour candy, grapefruit juice, tart oranges... mmm!
That's about it for this week I guess. It gets more real every day.
Weight: +4 pounds - a little under where I should be overall, but right on schedule for a pound a week in this trimester.
We had a scary moment on Tuesday night and I spent all day Wednesday worried and intermittently in tears. Brian was throwing the ball and Cita (our chihuahua) took a flying leap off the back of the couch and right onto my stomach. It hurt way more than it usually hurts when she jumps on my leg or head, and it scared me really bad. I called my mom hysterically after about an hour, and as usual she had just the right things to say to help me calm down. It's been a few days now and I haven't had any cramping or spotting or anything else out of the ordinary so I think it's safe to assume all is well. I'm so much more cautious now though, and usually don't let either puppy up above me - usually there's a pillow on my stomach too. I just love you very much little one, and I hope this little scare is the worst one we have.
On a brighter note, on the weekend we got some new maternity clothes! Yay! Especially considering that like, nothing is fitting me anymore. We went to Old Navy (I highly recommend it as an inexpensive place for basics) and got a nice selection of tees, tanks, and a few light sweaters. I also couldn't resist the maternity trenchcoat, but it was on sale! In the same trip I went to a nice department store to get fitted for a new bra. The old one was obviously far from fitting, but I didn't know where to start. The girl measured me, then looked up at me with a sort of dumbfounded look and said, "Um... it's a 34 DDD. I don't think we carry those, but maybe a 36 will work?" That's THREE CUP SIZES people! And I was not exactly flat to begin with. Thankfully these new bras are extremely comfy, and I also got something called a 'sleep bra' that's very minimal and perfect for night time. I totally recommend those too, not just for during pregnancy!
I'm still feeling pretty sleepy most days and I need a rest if not a nap, not to mention a good 10-12 hours of sleep a night. There's a lot going on in there! There are days when I'm starving no matter how much I eat, but I've really one had one of those this week. I do want very specific food but I don't think any of it has been anything too weird. The oddest thing is probably the continuing propensity toward sour/tart things. Mild cherry peppers, sour candy, grapefruit juice, tart oranges... mmm!
That's about it for this week I guess. It gets more real every day.
Weight: +4 pounds - a little under where I should be overall, but right on schedule for a pound a week in this trimester.
Week 16 : March 2-9 2007
This week I started to feel the baby move! People always describe it in so many different ways. My mom said it would be like butterfly kisses, a faint sensation of something moving across my stomach from the inside. This is so unlike what I felt I thought for sure I was having weird gas or something instead. It felt more like someone gently poking me with the tip of their finger. Even from the very first time I noticed it, it was much more pronounced and definite than I was expecting. Brian has felt faint movements himself! I am finally no longer skeptical, as the sensation is totally different than anything I've ever felt before, and (maybe moreso, since there are kinds of totally weird things going on in my body) it keeps happening.
I continue to grow at what feels like the speed of light. Some days I just feel SO PREGNANT and yet I know that I am barely scraping the surface here. My center of gravity seems to be shifting and I feel even more clumsy than usual - which is pretty stinking clumsy. Sometimes I really need Brian to help me get up, especially if I'm sitting on the floor. If he's not home I go through some pretty hilarious contortions and cling to the coffee table, and heave and grunt. Surely it's too early for all of this! Seems not.
Pictures!
Week: 16
Weight: +3 pounds. It still seems crazy! I swear this belly weighs a lot more than that.
This one doesn't look that much different - I think it's partially the angle.
Holy smokes! This is how pregnant I feel.
I continue to grow at what feels like the speed of light. Some days I just feel SO PREGNANT and yet I know that I am barely scraping the surface here. My center of gravity seems to be shifting and I feel even more clumsy than usual - which is pretty stinking clumsy. Sometimes I really need Brian to help me get up, especially if I'm sitting on the floor. If he's not home I go through some pretty hilarious contortions and cling to the coffee table, and heave and grunt. Surely it's too early for all of this! Seems not.
Pictures!
Week: 16
Weight: +3 pounds. It still seems crazy! I swear this belly weighs a lot more than that.
This one doesn't look that much different - I think it's partially the angle.
Holy smokes! This is how pregnant I feel.
Trimester 2 : The beginning
I have journal entries starting at week 16, so this is a quick recap/summary of the 2nd trimester up until then.
It was better! I stopped feeling so totally sick to my stomach all the time, almost like clockwork. My sense of smell actually seemed to increase though, to the point where I can smell it when the refrigerator door is opened. And not because there's a science experiment in there either - it doesn't stink it just... smells like the fridge is open.
Though I didn't feel so completely exhausted all the time, I didn't get that burst of energy that so many people talk about. Still, I was able to eat and that's what really counts.
The crazy belly growth continued. I had days where I felt like all I could do was eat and eat, and others where my skin felt too tight for me to actually fill my stomach up. Like, I wasn't full, there just wasn't room in my abdomen for anything else. In case you're wondering, as I post this at 18 weeks, yes that is still happening.
I had an OB appointment at 14 weeks. This time it was with a nurse practitioner, who I didn't like quite as well. Everything looked good though, and the heartbeat still sounded great. About 150 beats a minute!
It was better! I stopped feeling so totally sick to my stomach all the time, almost like clockwork. My sense of smell actually seemed to increase though, to the point where I can smell it when the refrigerator door is opened. And not because there's a science experiment in there either - it doesn't stink it just... smells like the fridge is open.
Though I didn't feel so completely exhausted all the time, I didn't get that burst of energy that so many people talk about. Still, I was able to eat and that's what really counts.
The crazy belly growth continued. I had days where I felt like all I could do was eat and eat, and others where my skin felt too tight for me to actually fill my stomach up. Like, I wasn't full, there just wasn't room in my abdomen for anything else. In case you're wondering, as I post this at 18 weeks, yes that is still happening.
I had an OB appointment at 14 weeks. This time it was with a nurse practitioner, who I didn't like quite as well. Everything looked good though, and the heartbeat still sounded great. About 150 beats a minute!
Week 12 Belly
Geez dad, way to make posting to the blog a job! :)
No, actually I have just been really busy so far this week. Hopefully today I will get all caught up. I do also want to just note that I said I was hoping to make weekly posts. So there.
Anyway! I forgot to put this in my 1st trimester post, so here they are. The first belly pictures!
Week 12
Weight: Right at pre-pregnancy weight (weird)
Pictures:
and
No, actually I have just been really busy so far this week. Hopefully today I will get all caught up. I do also want to just note that I said I was hoping to make weekly posts. So there.
Anyway! I forgot to put this in my 1st trimester post, so here they are. The first belly pictures!
Week 12
Weight: Right at pre-pregnancy weight (weird)
Pictures:
and
Friday, March 16, 2007
Trimester Uno!
So, a recap of the first trimester.
We drove 13 hours each way to spend Christmas with my family (THANK YOU BRIAN!). The drive itself was not so much fun and we arrived at about 4am, when my husband navigated icy snowy sideroads to get us to my parents' house. Every year my mom does 'Christmas mischief'' aka 'Ways to Make People Cry'. I told her I had the best Christmas mischief this year and she said I was wrong. The plan was to wait until Christmas morning. Ha!
The next morning my sister and I were hanging out in her room and my mom was blow drying her hair. Suddenly she gasped, dropped the dryer and came flying into the room. "Your Christmas mischief is that you're pregnant!" I denied it, then we all burst into tears. It was a fabulous moment, and I expect nothing less from my mom. Will I know everything like she does when I have this kid? We called Brian's mom and told her that same day, and all was happiness.
When we got back I worked another week and a half, and that was the end of that. The environment is just too dangerous, and I was still sick and exhausted, and the job just isn't conducive to breaks. Like, breaks to sit down, or eat anything, or take a drink, or pee for 12 hours.
At the end of that time we went to Michigan to visit Brian's family. Again, the travelling was a little rough and I ended up feeling pretty sick off and on the whole time we were there. It was going to become a pattern. The entire first trimester I was exhausted and sick to my stomach. I count myself fortunate though, because the only times I vomited were 2 separate 2-day long bouts of total stomach flu symptoms. It could have been much worse!
We had our first OB appointment on January 23rd, on the first day of my 10th week. We heard the heartbeat, got a clean bill of health, and were reassured that there was indeed, only one PeaBaby.
We drove 13 hours each way to spend Christmas with my family (THANK YOU BRIAN!). The drive itself was not so much fun and we arrived at about 4am, when my husband navigated icy snowy sideroads to get us to my parents' house. Every year my mom does 'Christmas mischief'' aka 'Ways to Make People Cry'. I told her I had the best Christmas mischief this year and she said I was wrong. The plan was to wait until Christmas morning. Ha!
The next morning my sister and I were hanging out in her room and my mom was blow drying her hair. Suddenly she gasped, dropped the dryer and came flying into the room. "Your Christmas mischief is that you're pregnant!" I denied it, then we all burst into tears. It was a fabulous moment, and I expect nothing less from my mom. Will I know everything like she does when I have this kid? We called Brian's mom and told her that same day, and all was happiness.
When we got back I worked another week and a half, and that was the end of that. The environment is just too dangerous, and I was still sick and exhausted, and the job just isn't conducive to breaks. Like, breaks to sit down, or eat anything, or take a drink, or pee for 12 hours.
At the end of that time we went to Michigan to visit Brian's family. Again, the travelling was a little rough and I ended up feeling pretty sick off and on the whole time we were there. It was going to become a pattern. The entire first trimester I was exhausted and sick to my stomach. I count myself fortunate though, because the only times I vomited were 2 separate 2-day long bouts of total stomach flu symptoms. It could have been much worse!
We had our first OB appointment on January 23rd, on the first day of my 10th week. We heard the heartbeat, got a clean bill of health, and were reassured that there was indeed, only one PeaBaby.
From December 20, 2006
December 20, 2006
Tonight I found out I am pregnant.
I had a feeling and I'm pretty late so it was not a complete surprise, but still quite a shock. We are both really happy, although a little nervous and overwhelmed when the reality really sets in.
I took 2 tests, both were blatantly positive. The second one registered in about 30 seconds! I still need to have it confirmed by a doctor, but it seems pretty sure. I really want to call my parents, but we'll be seeing them in a few days so we're going to wait. I think I might be as much as weeks along.
Hooray!
...
Yikes :).
Tonight I found out I am pregnant.
I had a feeling and I'm pretty late so it was not a complete surprise, but still quite a shock. We are both really happy, although a little nervous and overwhelmed when the reality really sets in.
I took 2 tests, both were blatantly positive. The second one registered in about 30 seconds! I still need to have it confirmed by a doctor, but it seems pretty sure. I really want to call my parents, but we'll be seeing them in a few days so we're going to wait. I think I might be as much as weeks along.
Hooray!
...
Yikes :).
The First Weeks
In the winter of 2006, I had been working as a veterinary technician for just over a year, around 7 months at a bustling 24-hour animal hospital. I was working 40-50 hour weeks (only 4 days, but long ones), assisting with everything from appointments to labwork to surgery. I was part of a 3 person team including another more experienced tech and our doctor, who specialized in orthepedic surgery. It was busy and stressful and exhausting but fulfilling and interesting too. Children were always something we said we would think about someday, but certainly not looming on the horizon. That was all about to change.
Brian was out of town and I was due to start my period. When I mentioned I hadn't, he thought I might be pregnant right away. I've never been terribly timely, even on the pill, so I laughed and said he was crazy. The following weekend I got sick. Violently, horridly ill with stomach symptoms that wouldn't quit for 2 days. On Saturday I weighed 128 lbs, by Tuesday I was down to 122. It was awful and I took a few days off of work. I still hadn't started that all important monthly cycle, but I figured the sickness had something to do with it. I went back to work but I was still sick to my stomach, not vomiting but just sort of nauseated and not able to eat much or anything too strong. Tortilla chips and water were my friend!
When I hit a full week late on my period I went off the pill, just in case... I was starting to wonder. When that next weekend came I was past wondering and into nervous, but for whatever reason I put off getting a test. Denial! Finally on Wednesday on my way home I called my husband and told him I was going to stop by Walgreen's. Matter of factly he said, "Oh, I was going to do that on my way home." Huh? I clarified why I was going to stop and he agreed that yes, that was why he was going to stop too. Now, Brian is wonderful and all I could ever ask for, but I couldn't quite picture him standing there trying to choose a pregnancy test! I laughed, then stopped and picked up two (just in case).
I took the first one, the type that shows a plus sign if it is positive. Brian was calling from the other room, wondering how it was going, and I told him it was supposed to take 3 minutes. Well, there was already a dark line and another, fainter line. I thought maybe the faint one was the 'important' one and... maybe it was faint because it was wrong? I came scampering out to look at the package and no luck. That faint line was the control line, and the dark one was the one that proclaimed the existence of PeaBaby! It still hadn't been 3 minutes but I beamed up and told Brian it was positive. It was a crazy, giddy, gut wrenching moment for me. There was instant excitement but I was also frankly petrified. At that time Brian was nothing but happy. He made a comment about "slipping one past the goalie" and proceeded to grin like a little boy for the next... well, he still does a lot of the time. According to him he already knew. I was a lot less sure of it then he was. I drank a ton of water and finally was able to take the second one. By the time I set it down to wash my hands, it too was positive. I guess there's no denying it at that point! Brian still read the directions thoroughly, looking for a way for there to be a false positive - there really isn't one if you were wondering.
I looked online to figure out how far along I was and came up with about 6 weeks. According to everything we've seen so far that was spot on. The next day I told the vet I work with so I could stop taking X-rays. Wevweredriving out to Colorado where my family lives for Christmas that weekend, so we didn't tell anyone else. The next post is a reproduction of my journaling from that very night!
Brian was out of town and I was due to start my period. When I mentioned I hadn't, he thought I might be pregnant right away. I've never been terribly timely, even on the pill, so I laughed and said he was crazy. The following weekend I got sick. Violently, horridly ill with stomach symptoms that wouldn't quit for 2 days. On Saturday I weighed 128 lbs, by Tuesday I was down to 122. It was awful and I took a few days off of work. I still hadn't started that all important monthly cycle, but I figured the sickness had something to do with it. I went back to work but I was still sick to my stomach, not vomiting but just sort of nauseated and not able to eat much or anything too strong. Tortilla chips and water were my friend!
When I hit a full week late on my period I went off the pill, just in case... I was starting to wonder. When that next weekend came I was past wondering and into nervous, but for whatever reason I put off getting a test. Denial! Finally on Wednesday on my way home I called my husband and told him I was going to stop by Walgreen's. Matter of factly he said, "Oh, I was going to do that on my way home." Huh? I clarified why I was going to stop and he agreed that yes, that was why he was going to stop too. Now, Brian is wonderful and all I could ever ask for, but I couldn't quite picture him standing there trying to choose a pregnancy test! I laughed, then stopped and picked up two (just in case).
I took the first one, the type that shows a plus sign if it is positive. Brian was calling from the other room, wondering how it was going, and I told him it was supposed to take 3 minutes. Well, there was already a dark line and another, fainter line. I thought maybe the faint one was the 'important' one and... maybe it was faint because it was wrong? I came scampering out to look at the package and no luck. That faint line was the control line, and the dark one was the one that proclaimed the existence of PeaBaby! It still hadn't been 3 minutes but I beamed up and told Brian it was positive. It was a crazy, giddy, gut wrenching moment for me. There was instant excitement but I was also frankly petrified. At that time Brian was nothing but happy. He made a comment about "slipping one past the goalie" and proceeded to grin like a little boy for the next... well, he still does a lot of the time. According to him he already knew. I was a lot less sure of it then he was. I drank a ton of water and finally was able to take the second one. By the time I set it down to wash my hands, it too was positive. I guess there's no denying it at that point! Brian still read the directions thoroughly, looking for a way for there to be a false positive - there really isn't one if you were wondering.
I looked online to figure out how far along I was and came up with about 6 weeks. According to everything we've seen so far that was spot on. The next day I told the vet I work with so I could stop taking X-rays. Wevweredriving out to Colorado where my family lives for Christmas that weekend, so we didn't tell anyone else. The next post is a reproduction of my journaling from that very night!
Intro and Moving to the Internet
I can't imagine anyone I don't know actually reading this, but just in case, here's a quick intro.
I'm 26 years old and at today is the first day of my 18th week of pregnancy. Oh no, not another mommy blog! That's right, it's meant for me and my family and friends, so if you're not interested click on. My husband and I have been married for almost 5 years now, and we've always said we might have kids someday. Might and someday are of course, the operative words there. Needless to say it was a big surprise when, in spite of religiously taking birth control, I ended up pregnant. Our other 'kids' are a miniature schauzer, a chihuahua mix and two birds.
Well, I've been journaling a little but not as much as I should, on paper. I decided that this would be a good way to keep everyone who wants to be in the loop, in the loop. Plus it's a good way for me to look back, and maybe someday for my little Pea to read it him or herself. I'm hoping to be able to post at least weekly, complete with belly pics. Today I'm going to do some retroactive posting, adding my paper journal entries here. That's it!
I'm 26 years old and at today is the first day of my 18th week of pregnancy. Oh no, not another mommy blog! That's right, it's meant for me and my family and friends, so if you're not interested click on. My husband and I have been married for almost 5 years now, and we've always said we might have kids someday. Might and someday are of course, the operative words there. Needless to say it was a big surprise when, in spite of religiously taking birth control, I ended up pregnant. Our other 'kids' are a miniature schauzer, a chihuahua mix and two birds.
Well, I've been journaling a little but not as much as I should, on paper. I decided that this would be a good way to keep everyone who wants to be in the loop, in the loop. Plus it's a good way for me to look back, and maybe someday for my little Pea to read it him or herself. I'm hoping to be able to post at least weekly, complete with belly pics. Today I'm going to do some retroactive posting, adding my paper journal entries here. That's it!
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