More updates

I hate to jinx myself, but the past few days the nausea has let up! I'm more tired than ever, but I'll take that hands down over feeling sick.

Insurance has been changed over, and I'm now part-time (about 32-35 hours per week) at the day job. So things are falling into place nicely. We are plotting our course of action for home reno stuff before baby comes. We have agreed high priority to-dos are completing our master bath, finishing the basement so we can move my massage office down there, and then picking a room for the nursery and getting that done. That should keep us busy for a few months, right?

I broke down and let Vince take a belly pic of me on Friday at 9W0D. The squidgy bloat has morphed into hard roundness that I fear isn't going anywhere. So I guess it is time to start documenting the changes. Maybe this week I'll get ambitious and figure out how to post a few photos.

Next appointment is this Friday, 8/3 - I'll be 10 weeks.

Some updates, and now really everyone knows!

Friday July 6 we had our first ultrasound. The baby was measuring 5mm, which put me at 7W1D, and a due date of 2/29/07 -which is right where I figured it should be. We got to see the baby (and by baby I mean a teeny round speck) and the yolk sac. And, as a bonus, we got to see and to hear the heartbeat - 120bpm, which the tech Pippa said was perfect. It was beyond cool to see and to hear the little one!

Word has been spreading, so most friends and family are now in the know. We got to tell my family in person at the big reunion in Yellowstone on July 12th. We took one of the photos of the baby from the ultrasound and made a copy and framed it to give to my parents and to my grandparents. I think everyone was very excited for us!

So far the main symptoms have been sore breasts (but still no increase in their size, dangit!), lots of nausea (but luckily still no vomiting), beyond ridiculous bloat, and some tiredness. But I know it can be much worse, so I'm trying to count my lucky stars so far!

Pics of the BFP and some belly shots are on their way, once I get brave enough to show off my bloat to the world, that is. : )

Does the whole world know?

No, they don't. At least the part of the world with my family in it.

We initially wanted to keep things quiet until at least the first ultrasound. Well, that didn't last long. We felt we had to tell Vince's brother and sister-in-law because of a pending issue with me possibly working for them next year. Since a baby really impacts those plans, we wanted to give them a heads up. Well, Vince decided he didn't want his brother knowing before his parents, so we ended up telling them only 3 days after our BFP, before even our first doctor's appointment. Then Vince told a few people at his work, then we had to tell his other brother and his wife (because we didn't want someone else to spill the beans and them hear it that way instead of from us directly), and then at our BBQ this past weekend, by the end of the afternoon, pretty much everyone knew.

I haven't even told my family yet. My own mother doesn't even know that she is going to be a grandma, yet the dude who owns the season tickets next to us at the Rage hockey games knows we are expecting! I'm so glad it is only another week until we will see them in person and then we can tell them too. I just didn't want to give such big news over the phone.

So many people knowing so early makes me incredibly nervous. I really hope this baby is sticky - I can't even imagine having to figure out a way to have so many people hear potentially bad news.

Fingers crossed!

Someone special is on his/her way!

Well, the mother of all surprises and adventures is upon us. Wednesday, June 20th is the day our lives got turned on its ear for good - BFP! (BFP = Big Fat Positive pregnancy test) I took the test mostly on a whim. I really did not believe this was our month, but I wanted to test to prove my chart and all its uppity temperatures wrong! A quick trip to Walgreen's between clients got the tests into the house, and without thinking, I went ahead and peed on that stick. Of course I was fully expecting another negative result, so you can imagine my shock when I had just finished peeing and turned the stick over to put the cap on and the second line was already there and darkening rapidly. HOLY SHIT! Deep breaths, deep breaths, crying, shaking, crying. How do I tell Vince? How do I compose myself to work with my next client who is due to arrive in about 10 minutes? What was I thinking?

I came downstairs to talk to Vince. I told him he should go get us some ice cream (which, not being a big fan of sweets, I rarely ever want). Normally he would say yes, but funnily enough, he had just been thinking about how ice cream didn't sound all that good, so he said no. So that forced me to say, "Don't you want to know WHY you should go get us ice cream?" She he took the bait and asked why. To which I replied, rubbing my belly for emphasis, "Because the baby wants some!" Then I showed him the test.

I have to say, he gets a gold star for his response. I got a nice hug and a kiss. And I could tell he was all proud of himself for knocking me up. He's a keeper for sure.

The first doctor's appt was on Tuesday, June 26th. Pretty boring stuff. Take some blood, pee in a cup, get pap/pelvic/breast exams, and go through pages of family medical history. The bright side - our first ultrasound is really soon - next Friday, July 6th!!!!