Ever since I read my first blog, I've loved the idea of it. I've just never had a reason to write one, until now. This way all of my family/friends can keep updated on our busy lives and "keep in touch," kind of! And most importantly, learn all the fun details of my first pregnancy. (I hear that blogging is kind of therapy- and as a first time pregnant woman, boy do I need therapy!- Just ask my husband!)
Anyway, most of our family friends received our baby annoucements this week. YAY! (Keeping my pregnancy a secret for almost 2 months was a killer). Baby Foster is due August 25, 2010!
Christmas morning brought us this little, nice surprise. I woke up at 6:00 A.M. that morning just not feeling right. Soooo. . . I took a pregnancy test and it had "two lines"=positive. "No way," I thought. So I immediately took another one- SAME STORY! Hmm, I was actually pregnant. I wasn't excited, anxious, nervous, sad, anything. . . I just couldn't believe it. After waiting for Adam to wake up, I finally woke him @ 7:30- he was as confused as all can be. Luckily, he was excited. . it made it more real to me! Although, two days later I still wasn't positive about it. I mean, all I had read was "two lines"- yes it means positive, but I had to see the words PREGNANT! My sister, fav. brother in law, mom, and Adam headed to Target that day. Adam and I snuck off to get a digital pregnancy test. First thing I did when I got home was try it out. And fortunately, PREGNANT. There, that was all I needed. Some real words telling me the deal was sealed, not just some lines!
I watched my nephew Cash the whole entire next week until his parents showed up to rescue him. He was the only person who knew :S Yes, I trusted my deepest secret with an 18 month old! It worked out ;) Adam and I decided at dinner on New Year's Eve we would drop the bomb to Theresa/Geoff. We got home from dinner, I chickened out. (Don't ask me why). So the next morning, I was going to tell them. Again, I chickened out. (Don't ask me why). It was a weird thing to have come out of my mouth, and I just wasn't ready. Finally on my sister's birthday I couldn't take it any longer- I called her and told her. She was ecstatic. This was a relief on my part- it was nice to be able to share this with someone- helped get me more excited!
I visited my doctor's office during my 6th week to pick up some paper work for subbing. I bravely told her, "Yeah, I feel great!" She responded with, "Yeah morning sickness will peak around week 8!" FIRST OF ALL, whoever named this "morning sickness," was a LIAR! How about "ALL DAY" sickness?! I have been sick- and I mean, down and out since about week 8! It's been unreal. Not only do I HATE the smell of 95% of foods, I can't stand the smell of my husband, laundry detergent, our bedding, the outdoors, etc. You name it, it makes me sick! I'm also not the best person to live with either. I'm lazy and not always friendly! :) Bless my husband's (and Braydon's) HUGE heart! He has been such a blessing and savior for me. Most days, I don't know what I'd do without him. [And others, I'm glad he's gone because I don't have to worry about his smell :)] I am a lucky girl!
Today I hit a milestone-13 weeks! I am almost totally in the "safe zone," and I am supposed to be feeling GREAT. However, another morning of vomiting doesn't rate great in my books. I just keep counting down the days to freedom. FREEDOM from "morning sickness."
Anyway, I love you all. Hope this is as fun for all of you as it is for me!
*P.S. Adam and I heard the baby's heart beat for the 1st time on 2/11. It had a strong beat of 172! "High strung like his father," as Adam would say. Sadly, I can't disagree! :)
