me at 13 weeks
Since I have had to pretend for the last 14 weeks and not share all the fun adventures of being pregnant, I have taken notes. Aren't you lucky??
March 26, 2010
I'm late. I'm never late. I tell Jeremy this right as he gets a call from some friends wanting us to meet up downtown. I really want a glass of wine, but now that I could be pregnant. Well, being the responsible adult I am, I decide we can't go until I know. We take the test twice. Then, go buy two more. I really wanted that glass of wine....
March 27, 2010
A day later, Jeremy doesn't think it's real. I laugh and say well it better start feeling real because in nine months if all goes well he may be a little shocked. :-) We laugh and begin planning. We are both really excited.
April 3, 2010 - April 9, 2010
I'm not so excited anymore. I can't keep any liquids or food down. I miss the entire week of work. I told Jeremy the
April 20, 2010
We have our first official appointment at our OB/GYN. Jeremy finally believes that I am with child. I think it was seeing the tadpole on the screen and hearing the heartbeat; it was 170 beats per minute and 3 cm long. It's really weird thinking of something growing inside me. I picture aliens and other weird stuff. Then, I have a panic attack and decide that I'm not going to think about it again. Whew!
April 25, 2010 - April 27, 2010
Great... Once again, I'm throwing up non-stop. This time I sit by Jeremy and cry asking the Good Lord "Why me??." To which Jeremy ever so kindly informs me that I will be popping something out of me about the size of our 9 lb. Maltese. I tell him and his manly parts to stay 10 feet from me at all times for the next 10 years. Then, I throw up.. you know, just to show him.
pretending to "pop out" Parker.
Hold on while I go breath into a paper bag.
April 30, 2010
I've gotten into a routine. I wake up nauseated. Lay for a minute. Get up slowly. Take a shower. Puke. Get ready slowly. Crawl to my car with two donuts and a coke. Gain enough energy on the drive to walk into work appearing semi-normal. Go throw up again. Eat macaroni and cheese for lunch. Start to feel sick a couple hours later and eat Peanut M&M's with another coke. Go home. Lay on the couch completely useless. Eat a baked potato. Start to feel sick again. Go to sleep. I decide at this point that I am nothing more than a vessel to it and it hates me... truly hates me.
May 5, 2010
Another visit to the OB/GYN. I get more pictures of the
May 9, 2010
I woke up all excited about celebrating my first Mother's Day. I picture breakfast in bed, flowers, a card, more flowers, and lots of attention. I get none. Around 2, I see a Hallmark commercial on TV for Mother's Day and start to cry. I keep crying. Then, Jeremy tells me I'm not a real mom. Yes, World, he almost died that day. And if it weren't for all the studies on kids growing up without a father in the home and the hardships told of single mothers, he would have. I just kept thinking, "What the #$** have I been doing the last two months???" So in between sniffles, I quickly and briefly informed him that 1. Every day as my head was stuck in toilet, he may not have felt very fatherly, but I certainly felt like there was a
May 14, 2010 - May 15, 2010
Sick once again. I've forgotten Mother's Day and have decided that while Jeremy should probably still wear a cup in the delivery room and he may want to add earplugs to the list, he is a real life saint. Over the past 2 months, he took on all the house work, packing (Yes, we were planning a move during all this), cooking, cleaning, and me. And while I don't think I am too much to handle, I can just see the faces of all my siblings as well as my parents as they hold back- no burst into loud hysterical laughter. At that moment, I decide that maybe way off in the future Jeremy might be able to get his manly parts near me again. I tell him this just as a run to the bathroom to puke.
May 28, 2010
We tell our families the exciting news. It takes them a good 4 minutes to register that we are pregnant and then the cheering and tears start.
This week has not been much better in the sick arena. I've decided that if I hear the comment one more time "You should be feeling great now!" someone will die. And it will be painful.
Oh, and to finish it up. Please go watch the scene from this past week's episode of Glee featuring Quinn. It made me laugh soo hard. I think I may have started off a fight with Jeremy last week with Quinn's opening speech. (It starts at 22:20)
Oh, and pictures of the house coming soon! It's beautiful!!