It’s About that Time…

My TV (via Pizza Hut) just asked me if I wanted a large Meat Lovers Stuffed Crust Pizza.  The answer is yes.  Yes, Pizza Hut, I do.  Thank you for rubbing that one in my face….

Onto the fun stuff.  That’s right, it’s 6 week checkpoint/survey time.

How Far Along? 6 weeks and 5 days.

Total weight gain:  Not sure.  I just got weighed for the first time Christmas Eve (My scale told me I lost 20 pounds and gained 30 in one day.  Let’s just say I no longer trust that scale), and I am not really going to disclose that weight info.  Anyone know where I can get a good scale?  Or at least one that won’t be crazy off? ?

Cravings: Last week it was bacon bits – on everything.  Now the thought of that makes me want to throw up.  And that is my new craving strategy.  Think really hard about something that doesn’t make me feel nauseous, or gag and go with that.

Maternity clothes: None yet, although, my jeans are a little snug from the INSANE bloating.  Hopefully soon!  I can’t wait to have that baby belly! 🙂

Sleep: No, not anymore.  It’s only been 6 weeks, but the girls are ‘a’ swellin’ and I have to sleep on my back – not pleasant.  It’s a little painful.  But I’ve also gotten to the stage where I am up every half hour peeing.  That’s nice.  🙂  But I wouldn’t change it for anything! 🙂

Best moment this week: Seeing that tiny, little baby’s heartbeat.  Let me tell you, the most amazing and heart-melting thing I have ever seen in my entire life!

Movement:  Not unless you count my uterus expanding.

Labor Signs: Definitely not.

Belly Button in or out? Still in.  It’s going to look weird out since that surgery I had last summer involved in incision in the belly button and now a funny scar in said spot.  That’ll be fun.

What I miss: Even though I am unable to throw up to get rid of this nauseous feeling, I miss not feeling like throwing up every three seconds…Does that make any sense?

What I am looking forward to: Getting that beautiful baby belly and holding that beautiful baby in my arms!

Weekly Wisdom: Go to bed when you’re tired and don’t do more than you feel able to do.

Milestones: Our first ultrasound and seeing that beautiful STRONG heartbeat!

How far can I take this craving thing??

I was at work today just listening to the music and trying to get things done before close when I had a sudden craving to…….Watch Clambake.  My first thought was, “Well, I’m craving because I’m pregnant.”  But, does that really count with Elvis movies? It does have the word clam in it….And my hormones appreciate the young Elvis….Does this count??

Baby here, Baby there…

I know it’s just because I am pregnant, but babies are everywhere!!  Well, if any of you have been to the Water’s Edge church in Marquette in the last year, you would see that it’s not just because I am pregnant – the babies there are everywhere!  But, every channel on TV has a baby on it.  There’s a show (called Kendra) where she is giving birth, another E show one of the Kardashian sisters just had a baby and another is pregnant.  There’s a lot of movies on TV that are about babies, a lot of the shows people are pregnant and having babies and the advertisements are numerous for baby things!  It’s so wonderful!! I can’t wait to be at that point! 🙂

Watch yo bag!

Note to self (and to any others that may be close to me): full bags of Doritoes are not safe around me!  I got off of a 9 and a half hour shift, and I couldn’t think of anything that I had at home that didn’t make me want to throw up.  It just so happened that I had some things to pick up at work after work and as I walked past the pantry section I wanted Cool Ranch Doritoes so badly; surprisingly, the thought of those didn’t make me want to throw up.  Then I wanted eggs and bacon.  The perfect dinner – don’t lie, you’ve thought about that yourself.  So, I picked all of those up, but I was too tired to cook just then and settled down with my bottle of water and bag of chips.  I swear it was only a few minutes but when I looked back down into that bag there was less than a quarter of a bag left!  How the crap did that happen??  Seriously!!  I had to literally force my husband to take the bag from me and eat the rest of the chips.  The sad thing is that I still wanted bacon and eggs.  The Doritoes gave me energy and I made dinner for the hubs and I.  I thought I was still hungry after that, but then I stood up.  Oh, I was really not hungry; really not at all.  The moral of the story is that you can not leave a full bag of chips around this pregnant woman!

So, on Christmas day, we were able to share the news with our family (finally!) and it was so good!  We put copies of our ultrasound in cards (of course the pictures were covered up).  We were at Dave’s parent’s house first and Marilyn had the honors of reading the card.  She got pretty excited when she saw what it was and what it said (in between the two pictures I wrote, “we’re pregnant!! :)”) and that was nice.  It was Dave, me, his brother and his parents.  Then we went to Escanaba and everyone had already opened their presents, so it was just the presents from Dave and I that they had to open and there were 11 adults (not including Dave and I) and the 4 kids.  So the very last present was our card and we called everyone into the living room and made everyone be very quiet.  I asked who wanted to read it, and my little sister, Kelsey was all about that.  She read the card and then unfolded the piece of paper.  My other sister, Heather, was reading over her shoulder and already having a child, she recognized what the picture was of.  Neither Kelsey nor  Heather read what the pictures said out loud or showed anyone else the picture, Heather just cried and hugged me while Kelsey screamed and hugged me.  Needless to say, there was confusion to be had, so I had to gently say, “Kels, you have to tell them what it says.”  Well, she didn’t just say it, she screamed it.  Loudly.  Then Gram started to cry and even my dad got teary!  It was wonderful!  We felt so blessed and my dad would not let go of that ultrasound picture to save his life!  My uncle called from Florida for his annual Christmas call and the first thing my dad said was, “I’m going to be a grandfather!”  He’s so proud!  What an amazing blessing this baby already is!!  Thank you Jesus for this miracle!!

It’s official…

So this one is going to be short.  After all, it is Christmas Eve!  We had our first ultrasound today…At 8:40 AM.  We got up at 6 to leave at 6:30 to drive the 2 hours to my temporary doctor.  Good but sort of sad news.  The baby had a strong heartbeat, we could see it but not hear it (too tiny still).  It was the most beautiful thing I have ever since THUS FAR.  It was like a blinking flicker of light…It was tiny so that means that I am 6 weeks, 0 days plus or minus 4 days.  The sort of sad news was that I am only 6 weeks and not 10.  I was so looking forward to being farther along so that we could at least know the sex of our beautiful bundle of joy a lot sooner than now.  I am due on August 19, 2010.  That is just one day after our three-year anniversary – what a gift!!  Here’s the very first picture of our baby ever!  🙂

Okay, we are leaving to go to my in-law’s house (two-hour drive) for the night and Christmas morning, and then we are going to my family’s house in Escanaba for the rest of the day.  We work for the rest of the weekend, so this will be it for a while….

Merry Christmas all!  Today, on the anniversary of the Savior’s birth, remember why we celebrate this day.  Remember the man who died for you, for us willingly.  The man who continues to give all that He has just for us…What a GREAT God we serve!!

I think, maybe…Yup, the cravings kicked in…

So I got home and was a little hungry, but I didn’t want dinner.  I really wanted a Snickers bar.  Really wanted a Snickers.  As I sat trying to figure out how to quench this issue, I suddenly really wanted Cool Ranch Doritoes.  Cool Ranch Doritos and a Snickers bar.  I sat for a few more minutes rationalizing taking a shower, going out in the freezing cold to get in my cold car to drive 3 minutes to Walgreens to get a Snickers and Doritos and finishing all of this before I had to go to bed in an hour.  While in the shower, I realized how illogical it would be to go through all that work for that.  I started thinking about other things in the house to eat, and I realized we had clam chowder.  Oh man did I want Clam Chowder with Bacon bits.  As quick as I wanted it, the thought of eating it made me sick.  Then I thought of it!  A tuna melt with Bacon bits.  Hey, don’t judge me, bacon bits are amazing.  On everything.  Everything.  So, at 10:10 at night, I made myself a tuna melt even though I was supposed to be in bed ten minutes before and have to wake up at 5 A.M.  Then while I was putting bacon bits into the pan I started to think about why they say pregnant women want pickles, I just wanted bacon bits, but as soon as I mentioned it, I wanted a pickle.  Not bad, but I wanted one.  Then I start thinking of pickle products, and I desperately wanted a bag of Old Dutch Dill Pickle chips…..Mmm.  Needless to say, I had to let that one go.  And now, here I sit wanting to document every aspect of this pregnancy instead of sleeping like I should be.  Time to change that; goodnight! 🙂

Well, this is a good time…

So today (well, yesterday now, seeing as I started to write this yesterday and couldn’t finish; sign of things to come?) I had my first bout with what I think was morning sickness.  I felt kind of sick when I woke up this morning before work.  It didn’t help that I thought I had to be to work at 7:30 AM.  It wasn’t until I got to work that I found out I had to be there at 9, not 7:30.  SO, I went home and slept, went back to work and felt a little worse.  I was there about 2 hours when I suddenly felt the urge to RUN to the bathroom.  Luckily someone was close by that could cover me.  I was in the bathroom for  maybe 5 minutes feeling seriously like I would throw up at any second, but nothing happened.  I went on a break after that and laid my head down on the table in the break room and again felt like I had to RUN to the bathroom…But again, nothing happened!  It was so frustrating….For the first time since I was maybe 12, I contemplated making myself do it…..Let me just say, so wrong….But, not only can I not throw up when people are in the bathroom with me, but I certainly wasn’t going to make myself do it while someone was in there…And, there was someone in there that would not leave…I gave up and got out of the stall and who was in the bathroom?  My boss was fixing all the soaps and air things.  Embarrassing.  Whatever.  So I got off my break and dove into work; good thing we were busy.  I took my half hour break an hour and 5 minutes before the end of my shift, but at the end of it, I just couldn’t go back to work so I went into talk to my boss and I was so sad that I had to tell her I was pregnant and was having morning sickness.  I was sad because Dave and I were set on not telling anyone, but I didn’t want her to think that I was being a wimp or lazy, so I felt like I had to tell her.  I did tell her that Dave and I have decided not to tell anyone until after Christmas, and although she was excited for me, she said she completely understood about not telling anyone and she understood all about morning sickness.  She even laughed when I told her that I couldn’t fix my problem because she was in the bathroom.  It does feel nice, though, having my boss know that I am pregnant.

It just seems easier in case anything happens and I have to leave or step away.  Especially when I have to rearrange my schedule for ultrasounds and doctor appointments.  But still, I think this whole morning sickness thing would be better if there was some sort of release for it instead of having it stay with my all day and having it just sit in my stomach.  Yuck…At least it won’t be like this forever.  So excited for our ultrasound on Wednesday!  I can’t stop thinking about it – the days certainly do not seem short enough…..K….Since I’m told that I need to sleep when I’m tired, I am going to go lay down….Sleep come swiftly!    Enclosed is a picture of my belly at whatever week I’m at right now…Whether it’s just my fat or if it’s the start of a bump, I have no idea, but there it most definitely is! 🙂

P.S.  God is so amazing to have given me this opportunity!  I am literally so excited to be pregnant that I start to tear up whenever I think about it.  Some sick part of me even wants to experience real, throwing up morning sickness.  It’s like a right of passage, and I just want to experience everything that God has…I know that He doesn’t give us morning sickness, but He gave me this beautiful, exciting, life-altering, sweet blessing of a baby, and I want to experience it all……

Okay, really going to sleep now…Goodnight blog-o-sphere! 🙂

Hello world!

Okay, so this is my first blog.  Ever.  I am stealing this idea from my fabulous cousin, Erin, and I am intending to write throughout my pregnancy.  Today marks one week since I have found out that I’m pregnant, and I can’t even tell anyone about this until Christmas, so….Surprise!  I thought that I might have been pregnant because 1. I was late 2. I was having pregnancy symptoms and 3. it was just a feeling.  But, well, let me start from the beginning.

Last January I started to get sick – we didn’t know what it was and I kept attributing it to some other things that I had going on.  In May I finally decided to go to the doctor.  I was misdiagnosed 5 times and I had exploratory surgery to check for endometriosis (it seemed pretty likely that I had it) which turned out negative.  My gynecologist prescribed me Seasonique (birth control) to help with my menstrual pain.  I was on that for two months and had a month-long period (NO exaggeration), and decided that that was neither a pleasant thing nor a healthy thing. In September I was diagnosed with Celiac’s Disease (severe allergy to ALL things gluten and it’s sub-components). Around this time, my husband and I began to talk about the options of me getting off birth control or going on a different one.

We decided in October that I would go off of birth control and we would start trying to get pregnant.  In his mind, of course we were not actively trying, but I was counting my days of ovulation and planning ahead.  Of course it would be different!  Once I got off of Seasonique, I had a normal period (October 5 was the first day) and October 17th was our first attempt.  I was so excited to be making this decision that I decided on November 6th I was taking a pregnancy test if  I didn’t start (I am extremely regular).  But…I started November 5th.  I was sad, but at least it was a really short one and it wasn’t that heavy at all.  I was supposed to start again on December 5th.  When I didn’t, and didn’t, and didn’t, I told myself I would wait until December 12 (because that would be one week late) because I didn’t want to get too excited – I was trying to convince myself that I was not pregnant.  My two friends had come over on December 11th and I couldn’t hold it in – I had to tell them my plan (I hadn’t even told Dave that I thought I might be), but they convinced me to take it a day early, so the three of us went grocery shopping and picked up a pregnancy test.

The instant that I took the test it came out positive – the second.  I couldn’t breath for a minute.  I still was trying to knock down my hopes and convince myself that I wasn’t pregnant. I still had two more tests to take, and they could be negative – maybe I screwed the test up, you know?  As much as I was trying to tell myself I wasn’t pregnant, I ran out and told the girls – I was excited, I couldn’t help it!  You try not being excited…They were so excited for me and so ensued the squealing and dancing around, haha.  The girls were making sugar cookies while I tried to drink enough liquid to be able to take another test.  Isn’t that how it always goes; you can’t pee when you want to?  That took forever, so while we waited, we came up with a plan to tell my husband.  We decided to make him a cookie in the shape of a fetus and put it on his desk for when he got off of work.  As you might have guessed, the other two tests did turn out positive, so we had three tests to set up for him.  When he got home, we told him that we made him a present, and while he checked it out, I set the tests around the bathroom sink; he didn’t really notice what the cookie was.  He then got on his nightly phone call with one of his best friends, Bill, and went into the bathroom.

“Honey, why are there three pregnancy tests in the bathroom?”  “I don’t know, what do they say?”  “Um…Pregnant, two lines – oh, pregnant, pregnant…..Whose are these?”  He crept out of the bathroom because I was not responding.  I couldn’t….Even when he came out of the bathroom and looked at me, I just smiled.  And so started our journey.  I called my doctor Monday morning, got blood tested the hour after I called my doctor and at 5 they called me back saying that my levels of the pregnancy hormone was at 500 so I wouldn’t have to go get another blood test in two days because it was obvious that not only was I pregnant, but the levels were growing at a very normal rate.  On Tuesday, they called to set up an ultrasound and the earliest I could get there is Christmas Eve at 8:40 AM.  I can not wait!  But, my doctor doesn’t do ultrasounds unless you are at least 6 weeks.  Of course we won’t know how far along I am until the ultrasound, but I checked my dates, and if I am right I am 9 weeks along.  I didn’t actually have a cycle on November 5th – it was implantation.

So, needless to say, I have a lot of research to do and a lot of planning.  We are looking at names, baby furniture, I bought a week by week pregnancy test, I called my mom….It’s all very exciting.  Our method for telling people is a little to difficult, according to my husband.  We told Kara and Becky because they were here the night that I took the test, and Dave told some people that he works with because he was too excited to hold it in.  I sent my mom a picture of our three pregnancy tests and a picture of us holding them in a birthday card.  She told my two brothers, but that is it.  No one else is being told until our family knows.  Dave’s family is going to be told on Christmas morning because we will be there with them and my dad and that family will be told Christmas afternoon because we will be with them then.  THEN everyone else can know.  And I do mean everyone – I intend to tell the entire world!

Okay, I think I am going to head off for now and try to figure out how to set the stupid time on this thing! 🙂  I promise, my blogs will not be this boring next time…I will have more things to report!  Until next time, world……..