Our Blog's New LiFe!

You may have noticed that this blog has taken on a new life, our babie's!  I am really looking forward to documenting the next year in the life of a pregnant woman and soon-to-be mom. I hope I can look back on it later and enjoy reading how I was feeling and for those of you reading, I hope you can relate, look forward to, or just chuckle at my experiences.

So when did this all start? Let's get caught up.

On Wednesday August 4th, I took my first pregnancy test. And behold,  it was positive!

Naturally, I didn't believe it, even though I was about a week late. So I took another test of the same brand, and 2 more of a different brand. All positive. I was uber excited, but wanted to be calm, cool, and collected before I told Chris. I decided to wait at least a day to think of a creative way to spill the beans. Thursday afternoon, when Chris came home from work, there was a note waiting on the counter for him, along with a pocket-sized calender book. Most of you that know Chris can understand how meaningful the note was for him, but for those not as familiar, it will suffice to say he is a passionate car, and more importantly corvette enthusiast. I have tried to share his passion, but always come up short of the "interested" he is so desparately hoping for.

His response was perfect. A quick smile, turned towards me, and said "Sweet!" I knew that he was excited too. Hoping for a good support system and the chance to share the excitement with people we love, we decided to tell each of our parents that weekend.

Chris was set to help his parents move some furniture on Saturday and his niece, Kirsten, was in town, so we stopped by the donut shop bright and early and grabbed breakfast for everyone before we headed to their house. When we walked in the door Chris handed Kirsten a note he had written and directed her to go find "Mimi" and give it to her. Chris's mom came running from the bathroom, a mouthful of toothpaste, holding the note and mumbling something which we couldn't recognize. She slipped back in the bathroom, rinsed out her mouth, and returned, saying "Is this for real? This doesn't mean another dog does it?" She was jumping up and down, grinning ear to ear. That was the support we were looking for. The note read:

Dear Mimi,

Kirsten Mae just wanted to say

that she may have another cousin on the way.

The next afternoon we headed over to my parents to drop off a book they had asked to borrow from me. We brought Dusty, dressed in his Aggie shirt with a bright pink note nicely secured to the back of his shirt, which said, "Got room for one more Aggie? I am not gonna be an only child anymore". This was kind of an inside joke to my parents because Dusty acts like an only child around other dogs. Of course my parents noticed the shirt {100+ degrees outside, why was the dog wearing a shirt} and they couldn't miss the bright pink note. My dad noticed it first and knew right away. They were both ecstatic. Again the support we were looking for.

We were adament about getting to the doctor before we spread the news any further. I made the first doctor's appointment for August 19th, 2 weeks after the day I told Chris the good news. It seemed like it would be a long waiting period. I was highly anxious to get some kind of confirmation from the doctor. Other than some very mild symptoms {some pretty obvious and some not so: dry skin, constant sneezing, and heartburn}, I was not feeling sick at all. The waiting period was going to be a little tough, but the anticipation kept me upbeat and focused.