Saturday, April 25, 2009

More waiting...

It's been awhile since my last post and while I am definitely experiencing pregnancy symptoms, I don't yet feel pregnant. I mean, yes, my breasts feel like waterballoons that someone has filled to capacity, I'm struggling to keep my eyes open and my butt off the couch at 8 pm each night and my face thinks it is 13 years old again (c'mon... not fair!), but I have yet to truly verify a little human growing inside of me.

I did go to my GP to confirm the pregnancy and she gave me piece of mind when she informed me of normal pregnancy hormone levels, but I want to see the baby and hear it's heartbeat!!! And so I'm waiting... and waiting... for my first visit with my OBGYN in two weeks, May 7. Any questions I should add to my list?

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Tender melons

The books aren't kidding about sore tatas during pregnancy, and my mom reassured me that it's only going to get worse - thanks Mom! They are so swollen (which, being a small chested female, I don't so much mind), but so so tender! I am now wearing a sportsbra to bed and two while I work out! I went running this morning and had to hold up my boobs with my arms as nonchalantly as I could. It was ridiculous. I looked like a tyranasaurus rex!

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Sooo sleepy...

I can't believe how exhausted I am! Last night I went to bed at 9... on a Friday night! Can you believe it!? My friend Becca said it's because I'm suffering from semen posioning... yes, I told her - seriously - how could I keep it a secret any longer!? I mean it's already been 2 days!

Okay, so I think it's time to take a nap... it's tough work growing a baby!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Hurry up and wait...

So, I'm pregnant. It's my first pregnancy and while I've skimmed the pages of "What to expect when you're expecting", I have no idea what I need to do. I call my OBGYN to make an appointment and they say they can't schedule me until I'm 8-10 weeks... I'm 2, well, actually 4 because they start counting from the first day of your last period, not your date of conception... who knew? So, I won't see my OBGYN until May 7...

But I have so many questions!!! Is my iron level high enough? Am I getting enough protein? Do I need to change to all natural face lotions? Are the pre-natal vitamins I'm taking good enough? Am I healthy? AM I EVEN PREGNANT?

I chat with my mom and she suggests that I make an appointment with my GP to get a blood test and get my questions answered. I do that. What would I ever do without my mom?

In the meantime, I want to tell EVERYONE! I walk into work and have to bite my tongue each time I run into someone. It's swollen and I'm tasting blood by the time I reach my office. I shut my door and take a deep breath.

And it begins...

Okay, so it's two days before my scheduled period and I know that the accuracy of the test is only 90%... but that's good enough for me! Besides, I can't wait anymore... I have to know! I do my business on the little clear blue and easy and then jump in the shower. "I'm probably not pregnant", I tell myself because I don't want to be disappointed, but then don't want to jinx it, so I say "I am pregnant!" I repeat this for about 15 minutes and wonder if I'm going insane.

When I emerge, I casually glance at the stick trying not to seem desperate for an answer.


I make the weirdest noise. It's kind of like a mix between a snort, a laugh, a cry and a burp and it was a perfect noise for the emotions I was feeling. WHAT!?!? I have to tell my husband! But no... I should tell him in a special way tonight over dinner... I take a picture of the stick with cut azaleas from my front yard. I plan to put it in an engraved frame and give it to him this evening.

I can't believe it... Wow... I'm going to be a Mom! I'm going to have a baby! Man, I'm going to miss some good happy hours this summer... Oh, my husband is going to be such a good Dad! I have to tell him. Who has the self control to wait until tonight!?!?

I jump on the bed and gently (as much as my excitement could allow) shake him. He groggily looks up at me... "Yes?"

"Congratulations on your hole in one!" I squeal (more on that later)...

"What? No..." I smile. "What? No..." he says again... "Yes!!!" I squeal. We chat about it for awhile and both decide we are very happy, but that we are going to keep it quiet for a few more weeks. At least until we see the OBGYN we reason...

15 minutes later I call my mom...