Everybody Knows

Finally, the secret is out! Pretty much everybody who would be interested in knowing that I am pregnant actually knows. Those few family members and friends who may not know yet will soon, because my mom knows. And she is not shy about sharing! She was so excited to learn that she is going to be a grandmother...didn't mind the "old" connotations associated with the word at all. The woman is a baby freak, and the only thing she seemed to worry about at all was being 2 hours away! I'm just happy that everyone else is happy. I wondered if my husband and I having a child would bring up some uncomfortable topics. Namely religion...my family is very Catholic. I was raised that way and always assumed that I would raise my children that way. Then I met my husband, who is very firm on raising his children in the Church of Christ. I adapted to the idea, but I don't think my parents have. They'll be expecting to go to the baby's baptism, and there won't be one (people in hubby's church don't get baptized until they decide that they want to be baptized). There also won't be first communions, Confirmations, etc. It's difficult to think about, but like I said, I've adapted. I'm sure that my parents will bring it up eventually but, for now, the idea of a baby to love and spoil has taken precedence over anything else. I'll enjoy it while it lasts!

Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving. I ate like a pig, but oh well. I'm just compensating for the 5 pounds that I have lost over the last month or so! Not that I haven't probably put it back on already...the pants are getting a bit tight these days. Which I suppose is to be expected, as I am now in my 13th week of pregnancy. Only 6 more weeks until they'll do an ultrasound and we can (hopefully) find out for sure if it's a girl or boy. Things are seeming to move along a lot more quickly now that I'm not sick all the time. Before you know it I'll be waking up every 2-3 hours for feedings and changing poopy diapers! I'll be inviting my mom over, for sure.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!!!

Hope everybody gets at least a little bit of time to just sit back, enjoy family and/or friends and count your blessings this Thanksgiving.

My Old Self Again

Ah, the wonders of modern medicine. It's been about a week since I started taking the pills that my doctor prescribed to combat the nausea and vomiting I had been dealing with for over a month. They are little (30mg) capsules filled with a baby blue/green powder. I am supposed to take 2 before I go to bed and one in the morning. I started taking them last Tuesday night, and the next morning I was still throwing up. "Great," I thought. "Not even a prescription is going to help." But I was a bit premature with the pessimism. You see, they have worked. Since last Wednesday I have only thrown up once. And it was more like dry heaving (I know, still TMI). And it was my own fault, because I know better than to let my stomach get completely empty and stay that way for any length of time. The best part is that, for quite a bit of the day now, I feel pretty much normal. Everyone at work says how much better I have been looking lately. They all know I'm pregnant now, because I got tired of trying to hide it! The Human Resource Administrator, who has known about my pregnancy for the last month or so, says that my whole demeanor has changed. And it really has! Anybody who knows me knows that I am a bit of a goofy type of person, but I really hadn't been since about the second week of October. I had been downright serious. And rather grouchy/depressed. Now I am my old self again. I can look at my mini baby bump and smile instead of curse it! And I'm starting to actually take a little bit of enjoyment from being pregnant. Now, I wouldn't go overboard and say it's a great thing. I still don't feel 100%. But sometimes I get up to around 95%, and that's good enough for me! My first trimester is unofficially over after this Friday, therefore greatly reducing my risk (and fear) of miscarriage. Tomorrow evening my husband and I will be traveling the 120 miles or so to my parents' house for Thanskgiving, where and when we will be letting them know that they are about to become grandparents for the very first time. And the Christmas season is almost upon us! Other people may hate that fact, but I happen to Love Christmas with a capital L, so poop on you Scrooges out there. All in all, I'd say that life is pretty good right now. Finally!

Oh Happy Day!

Ok, first of all, it is not a happy day because I feel good. Oh no, I feel miserable. But praise God, I was given a prescription for some medicine that is supposed to make it all (ok, not all, but a lot) better. Second of all, the good doctor listened for the baby's heartbeat today. At first, all you could hear was my heart thump-thumping away. It was like that for about a minute when, all of a sudden, the doctor goes "choo choo choo choo...you hear that?" And the damndest thing was, I could hear it! And so could my husband. I couldn't believe that we were hearing little Peanut's heartbeat. He/she (I'm convinced it's a girl, but I want to be fair if it's a boy) is roughly an inch and a half long at this point, but it's heart is just choo-chooing away about double the rate of mine. I have to admit, I got teary for a minute. It's a positive thing to hold onto in a world full of negative physical symptoms.

I also found out my blood type today! I never knew it before. I'm A. And Rh-. So they had to send my husband in for blood typing because if he's Rh+ then I will have to have an injection in my 28th week so that if Peanut's blood type is Rh+, nothing bad will happen. It's funny - I'm pregnant so they sent him in for blood testing. How wonderfully fair it seems for a brief moment.

Ok, enough. Just wanted to share my happy thoughts. Don't do that very often anymore. 'Later!

Wish I Had Something Different to Report

Just an update in case anyone has been curious about how things are going. The answer to that, of course, would be the same. I am now (according to my estimated due date) 10 weeks and 3 days pregnant. And I am still sick! Puked twice this morning, but so far this afternoon have been "fine." Last Friday was the worst day yet...I ended up puking 5 times. 4 of those times were at work, so my boss sent me home early. I had a blessedly puke-free weekend, though, probably due to the fact that I spent most of it in bed. Not all of it, though. Yesterday afternoon we ended up going out to lunch with my in-laws, who were passing through town on their way to Detroit (business trip for daddy-in-law). We ended up telling them about the pregnancy...no point in trying to keep it secret when we were going to tell them next week anyway. They were pretty happy, as you could imagine. My mother-in-law didn't help matters by telling me that she was sick for 3-4 months with all 4 of her children, though. Fortunately, my sister-in-law says that she only gets sick during her first trimester, so there's hope! My first trimester ends next Friday (again, approximately), so I am psyched. Unless you've gone through it, you can not even imagine how absolutely drained I am from being sick all the time. I just want to curl up in bed and stay there. It really puts a damper on what is supposed to be a happy time! I am looking forward to my doctor's appointment tomorrow, though. They will supposedly be listening for a heartbeat, which I really really hope we can hear. It will give me something positive to hang onto while heaving repeatedly. I also am curious as to whether or not they will give me something for the nausea. I have lost 8 pounds, according to the bathroom scale here at work, so maybe they'll take me seriously. You know, I didn't think I would be begging for drugs for months yet!

Anyway, that's all for now. I'll have to check in tomorrow or Wednesday with an update on the doctor's appointment. Let's just hope I don't puke on him.

And a Bad One

I missed the first half of work again today due to an inability to function like a normal human being. After my breakfast came up (like, 2 minutes after I ate it), I just had no energy. I couldn't even stand upright without wanting to dry heave. So I went back to bed around 8:30 in the morning (after getting up at 6:00, which is my usual time), and slept until 11:30. Then I had some chicken noodle soup which stayed down. Thank God my boss and the Human Resources lady are so understanding. I don't know what I'd do if they weren't.
One more week until my next doctor's appointment. If I'm still this bad off, I'm going to ask if there's some type of medication that they could put me on to make life a little more bearable. I know that there is, it's just a matter of whether or not they think I need it. I think I've lost some weight, so maybe that will convince them. Only two and half more weeks until the end of my first trimester! I just hope it's also the end of all this nausea and vomiting thing. Hey, a girl can hope.

A Good Day

The title says it all! Oh, sure, I've had some gaggy moments. But nothing like the last couple of days. I actually took a half-day off yesterday (the first half) because I just couldn't get it together enough to get into work. Between the exhaustion and the dry-heaving, I decided it was best for everyone involved if I went back to bed for a while. But today...no heaving at all (yet)! It has made me ridiculously happy, which is a good thing.

Although we've agreed not to tell the families until Thanksgiving, hubby broke down and told his/our oldest nephew yesterday. He's almost 21 years old, so he'll be able to keep his mouth shut. My husband would really like to tell his parents, but he's respected my wishes so far. It's not that I don't want them to know. I figure if something goes wrong and I end up miscarrying, we'll tell the families anyway. I just think it would be nice to tell everyone in person. And with Thanksgiving coming up in a few weeks, we have the perfect opportunity. This will be my inlaws' 13th (yes, 13th) grandchild, but it will be my parents' first. So I'm pretty excited about telling them.

Well, back to work. Just thought that I had better do a positive post, considering all the negative I keep writing about! Hopefully in the next few weeks I'll feel a lot better all the time. I'm keeping my fingers crossed!