So, I know, it's been a while since my last post. There's been a lot going on in our little family the last several weeks! Namely, that our little family is about to get a little bigger. We found out June 5 that I am pregnant with our first child! We had been trying for a few months, and yet I was still somehow caught off guard. I just figured it would still take a little longer.
I got home late from work that day and was trying to rush to the gym to make it to my 6:30 class. I had to go to the bathroom anyway, so I thought I'd go ahead and take a test while I was at it. (multitasking, right?) I was about a week late, but didn't really think I was pregnant for some reason. Anyway, I waited 3 minutes and picked up the test to confirm that there was one line before I rushed out the door. But there were 2 lines staring back at me. 2 lines! I got 2 lines! That's all I could say for the next hour as I paced the floor. (I decided it would be best to skip the turbo kick boxing class for a while). Bret was in Sherman and wouldn't be back until later that night. I went to Target and got another test - this time the digital one that says "pregnant" or "not pregnant". Yep, still pregnant.
Bret finally got home around 10:30 or so. He brought in a rifle that a friend had given him and was showing it to me. Ok, let's just put that down for a minute... Then he was showing me a big projector screen that someone else had given him. He was so excited - I remember thinking these were his last few blissful moments before I broke the news that would change his life forever.
I said, "Well, as long as we're doing show and tell, why don't you come and sit down?"
He said, "What did I do?"
"Nothing, but you're going to want to sit down."
He did, and I pulled out the first test with the 2 lines. He stared in disbelief, so I showed him the second test. He had that same dazed/shocked look on his face that he had the day after we got engaged. Finally, after he started breathing again, he said, "Well, congratulations."
What?! Such a guy response... :)
It happened that the next night we were going to my parents' house for a birthday party for my sister and brother-in-law/going away party for my brother. (He was going to Costa Rica for a month to study Spanish.) It was the perfect opportunity to break the news, because everyone was going to be there together including my grandparents. I decided that I would tell Sarah first by putting it in her birthday card. I made a card that said "Happy Birthday to the World's Greatest..." on the outside, and on the inside it just had a picnic tablecloth pattern with an ant in the corner. I wanted it to take a second for her to catch on, and when she did, she started screaming and hugging me. Mom was standing right behind her, and when she figured it out, all she could do was stand there and cry. So, at this point nobody else in the room knew what was going on other than a lot of screaming and crying! The first thing my brother said to me was, "I could tell you were showing when you walked in." Ha ha.
Since then I have had a couple of sonograms. Gosh, the baby is growing so fast! And the heartbeat! It was already just pumping away like crazy there on the screen. Bret came with me and insisted on bringing along his huge HD camera that he uses for his documentaries. In fact, every unglamorous, no makeup, bad hair, morning sickness moment has been documented in high def about 3 inches from my face. Thanks, Honey.
And there have been many morning sickness moments. The last several weeks have been trying to say the least, with lots and lots of time spent on the couch, sleeping and eating and miserable. My body is not my own anymore, and I have a new respect for every woman who has ever carried a child! Bret has been amazing, though. He's taken over the laundry, cooking and cleaning, and makes me special palettes on my chair and refills my ice water. I've barely had to lift a finger. Fortunately, I can tell this miserable phase seems to be ending. I am so glad to start feeling better, and I know in the end it will all be worth it.
I am 10 weeks now, and due Feb. 13. It seems so far away, but I know it will be here in a hurry. In the meantime, I plan to enjoy being pregnant and all the anticipation!
Bret sent this out to the family when I had my first sonogram. I think it may have frightened them a little...
Heck, even I am a little scared!
