10 Weeks!

8/14/11

Nausea/Cravings
Little to none.  I've thrown up I think...4 times?  But I'm not really nauseous.  It's the weirdest thing y'all.  I won't feel nauseous in the least and then I'll just cough, or brush my teeth, or try to take my vitamins.  And then all of a sudden I'm running to the toilet hurling my guts out.  And...brushing my teeth again, carefully this time.  Really I can't complain.  95% of the time I feel absolutely fine.  And for someone who has to be at work before 6am that's saying something!

Mah Girlish Figure
Still...here.  I haven't gained any weight (actually gained 1 pound one day then lost 2 the next.  Go figure.) but a friend of mine told me she saw my profile the other day and thought my stomach was starting to look like "a pregnant belly".  Like I said, no weight gain, my stomach is just...morphing.  Also, I can still fit into my jeans.  Win!

On another note, the, ahem, "girls"...wowzers.  They didn't take long to get on board with this whole pregnancy thing.

Pain/Cramping 
I now know what sciatica feels like.  Oy.  It doesn't really hurt, just kinda annoying.  Makes me wanna walk like a duck.  Super attractive, I know.  What can I say?  =)

Skin 
Face looks great, let's not talk about the skin on my back.  Let's just...not talk about it.

Overall State of Mind
I'm starting to get really excited actually.  The nervousness and uncertainty are subsiding as I've been seeking God and learning how much of a blessing and joy this is.  I'm just savoring this time in our lives and all of the planning and stuff.  We're really excited for our first midwife appointment in a few days and then we can (drumroll please...) TELL EVERYONE!!  Woohoo!!

10 Week Self-Portrait:

Anndd...I promise to start using a real camera for these pictures.  I didn't realize how blurry they were! Yikes!

Telling the family!

7/20/11

Last weekend, Wilson and I went home to tell the family!!  We got everyone together at a restaurant, ostensibly to celebrate Wilson's upcoming birthday.  Once everyone arrived we handed out gifts to everyone, all wrapped the same.

And then we told everyone to open them.  One, Two, Three, Go!

Inside each gift was a pair of booties.  Oh man, you should've heard the commotion!  Wilson's mom and sister cried and hooted and hollered.  His sis hugged his neck so hard I though he was going to pass out!  My mom and dad, not quite as given to public displays of emotion, just looked at us a smiled.  I think they were more in shock than anything else!  Everyone was duly surprised and we had a really great time!

How do you feel?

The hubs is asking me this on a daily basis these days.  The weird thing is....I feel fine!  I'm 6 weeks today (!) and, knock on wood, have been doing great.  However, I'm gonna take a cue from a friend of mine who just had a beautiful baby girl and keep a running list, just for organization's sake.

Nausea/Cravings
None, nada, zip.  Ok, except when I stay up too late. Then I get a tad bit queasy; easily rectified by going to bed already, you idiot!

No real cravings, just an aversion to anything fried.  Seriously, anything.  Yay for helping me stay healthy!  Plus I've decided that Wendy's sour cream and chive baked potatoes are The Best Thing Ever.  True story.

I can, also, smell everything within a three block radius.  I prefer to think of this as my pregnancy super-power.  Sitting on the sofa, "Um, honey, I think the dog pooped in the back bedroom.  Also, the neighbor's gardenias are in bloom."

Mah Girlish Figure 
Y'all, my poor tummy.  I have been kinda bloated lately and yikes! It shows.  Like, whoa.  Trying to hide it so people don't just think I'm fat since we haven't told anyone yet!

*Side note: We tell the family this weekend!!  I can't even believe it. Part of me thinks it's too soon, what with the high risk of dreaded miscarriage and all that.  But seriously Wilson is about to burst!  We've just gotta let them know.  Plus my primary care doc confirmed so it's not like we're just going off a pee stick here or anything....

Pain/Cramping
No pain or soreness from the "girls".  Cramping?  Eh, it's there, but nothing to write home about.  And no blood, that's the main thing.

Skin 
Yikes! I look 16 again, and not in a good way. 

Overall State of Mind
Actually I'm kinda ambiguous.  I know it sounds terrible but this all happened so fast that most days I think, "Seriously? I'm gonna have a what?  A BABY??"  I think part of that is because I'm not having crazy weird symptoms and haven't been to the midwife yet (yeah...more on the midwife thing later.  Promise.).  I keep telling myself, "That weird stuff will come. Enjoy this."  And I am! Really!  I just still kinda...don't know what to think.  But also super excited!  See?...ambiguous.

And...this week my baby's heart starts beating.  Wow y'all.  Wow.

 Please ignore the blurriness of these photos, and the awkward angle.  My husband is way taller than me!

 Better profile perspective.

BIG NEWS!!

Ok, so I know that I'm terrible at this "blogging" thing.  I just never feel like I have anything interesting to say!  HOWEVER....

I'm writing this on July 9, 2011, but I won't be posting it for a little while because it's just not time yet.  But Wilson and I found out a few days ago that.......

I'm Pregnant!

Can y'all believe it?  Seriously, Crazy Sauce!  To date I'm 5 weeks along, due somewhere around March 8.  (I haven't been to the midwife yet [more on that later] so no "actual" due date yet.  Due Date!  What?!)

We were seriously so surprised y'all.  Like, Whoa.  Basically, without getting too specific...let's just say at the first possible opportunity, whamo! Knocked up!

For those of you who know our life/Navy situation, you may be wondering, Why now?  I mean, Wilson still has almost 2 years left of sea duty before he's back on shore so this seems like terrible timing.  Actually, I couldn't agree more.  But Wilson and I had prayed about it for a while and felt like all of our reasons for waiting were silly in the sight of God's sovereignty.  I mean, if He wants us to have a baby, who do we thing we are to try and nay-say HIM??  On a more practical note, though, Wilson just got a big ol' raise (Thank you, taxpayers and standardized payroll systems!) that pretty much accounts for what I bring home (minus what we'd be saving in gas, expenses, etc. by me staying home) so we're financially able to cover this, regardless of what I decide to do with the work situation.  (And I reserve the right to make that decision when I actually HAVE A BABY IN MY ARMS thankyouverymuch.)

As for "will he be gone? home? have to leave for 6 months when the baby's 3 weeks old?", one thing I've learned is to never count on anything.  There's always a huge degree of uncertainty in the military and there's no telling where he'll be at any given moment.  But we felt very strongly that the Lord was telling us it was time to let the little control we had go.  Apparently, He felt like it was time for us to have a baby.  We certainly wouldn't have planned this for right now, but He's a whole lot smarter than we are.

In any case, though, we're THRILLED! I'm feeling pretty spunky.  A little tired but no nausea, headaches, none of those early signs of pregnancy.  It almost makes me feel like it's not real, you know?  I keep telling myself, "It'll come.  Enjoy this b/c you won't always feel awesome."  Operation Chill Out in full effect!

We can't wait for this new stage and for our lives to be completely changed by this little one!

PS: As I noted above, I wrote this post a while ago.  Don't worry; I've kept writing!  I have baby bump pics and the whole nine yards.  But I can't post 8 or so blog posts in one day.  Patience people!!

Picture Snafoo

Hello All,

I'm trying to put up pictures from the storm last week but I can't find the cord for the camera!  Grrr.  Working on a solution; stay tuned!

Lake Trip!

Last weekend we traveled to Lincolnton, Georgia with these lovely people:

My sister Sarah and her husband, John

For those of you who may not know them, Sarah is about the size of my pinky finger, both height and width and John has chicken legs and is famous for his ability to kill conversations with amazing speed and alacrity.  Not long ago he was at work eating lunch with some female co-workers who were talking about getting a case of the "giggles" and how nothing seems to be able to make them go away.  Brilliant John piped up, "Why don't you just think about dead puppies?"

....Because that's just the kind of guy he is.

Speaking of puppies (We were talking about puppies, right?) we took ours with us to the lake house.  We've taken them before and thrown them into the water.  To teach them to swim of course.  =)  Wilma takes after her dad; she loves the water.  She just swims and jumps and swims some more.  When we toss Betty in, she floats pretty quickly =) but panics.  We have to call her to the shore just to get her to move in the right direction!  As she nears the shore, however, Wilma jumps on her and generally pesters her.  We, being the good parents we are, tell her to stop, of course.

"Bite her neck!  Bite her neck!"

Haha.  Ya know.  As soon as Betty gets out of the water, she promptly tosses herself into the nearest pile of sand and gets dry as soon as possible.  Which of course results in something like this:

Sorry for the fuzzy pic; I'm still learning how to get pictures off my phone.  What you can't really see is that Wilma is kinda clean but wet.  Betty's face is covered with sand.

Anyways, we had a quiet, relaxing weekend at my folks' lake house.  We (and I use that term loosely) tubed, wake-boarded, skiid (skied? ski-ed?), played games, cooked, and anchored out and just talked.  It was really lovely.

 Here's hoping you have a nice get-away this summer, too!

Redirecting the Blog

Ok, so I'm still working on shedding the pounds, with nominal amounts of success.  But that's not what I want this blog to be about so I'm redirecting.

Wilson and I planted our garden last week.  We're doing the topsy-turvy thing this year because last year we had a terrible run in with the dreaded tomato blight. (Cue ominous music.) 

  

Not my actual plant...but pretty close.

 

Basically this is a fungus that grows in the soil and when it rains, splashes onto the leaves of your tomato plants causing them to become diseased and grow very few, if any, small, crappy tomatoes.  We thankfully were able to harvest a few delicious gems and meant to prepare the soil better this year.  But...being the non-procrastinatory (Webster's?  A little help here?) people we are...we never got around to it.  So, along comes April and we still have blighted soil.  Wilson decided to look up and hang some topsy-turvy planters.

Again, not my actual plant. 

I'll let you know how it goes.  =)