Puppy Surprise, Puppy Surprise, How many puppies are there inside?
Remember that toy when we were younger "Puppy surprise, puppy surprise, how many inside, 3, 4, or 5?" You bought the mommy dog with a Velcro-enclosed stomach and when you opened her up you found out just how many puppies there were!
Well we aren't guessing at numbers, but we are waiting to be surprised with what gender our little one is going to be. Oh yes, that's right, I'm pregnant. Or do you say, "we're pregnant"? The news came as a surprising shock after slight relief. I am sure God had a good laugh by first giving me a false negative on a pregnancy test (and thus false relief) before we got the accurate big news. That's right again, I am honestly admitting to being more than slightly overwhelmed by the new-found reality. My best friend Erica can attest to my distressed state though she wouldn't admit the details to a single soul. :) (thanks E!)
Beginning Dec. 23 and, well, not ending yet, I started the "morning sickness" side of nausea. And let's just set the record straight for anyone who doesn't know: morning sickness is a total load of crap. Let's try all day long and into the night sickness. Though it has got much better in the last couple weeks, weeks 6 to 12 of pregnancy were a real nightmare, and I think I more than doubled my already high throw up count in the totality of my life. Lee and I barely survived the ordeal--but I am not walking away "trophy-less"--I carry proudly an award for the amount of places I 'got sick' in public, it is really quite impressive--oh and of course the reward of my very own offspring come August!
As of yesterday I still felt--despite the excessive vomiting--just not that pregnant. I've lost weight, all my clothes still fit perfectly, no bump, and of course no movement yet at just 14 weeks, but that changed slightly today when I heard the little human's heart beat inside of me. Wow, there really is a God, and I couldn't help but laugh, though I tried very much not to as to not disturb the little sound machine thing, but it really was just amazing and almost silly feeling.
My due date is 6 months from tomorrow (you really aren't pregnant just 9 months, because since when does 40 weeks equal 9 months?) Anyways, in six months will have a child, be a mother, and I am sure will learn at a whole new level what love and selflessness really are.
Well we aren't guessing at numbers, but we are waiting to be surprised with what gender our little one is going to be. Oh yes, that's right, I'm pregnant. Or do you say, "we're pregnant"? The news came as a surprising shock after slight relief. I am sure God had a good laugh by first giving me a false negative on a pregnancy test (and thus false relief) before we got the accurate big news. That's right again, I am honestly admitting to being more than slightly overwhelmed by the new-found reality. My best friend Erica can attest to my distressed state though she wouldn't admit the details to a single soul. :) (thanks E!)
Beginning Dec. 23 and, well, not ending yet, I started the "morning sickness" side of nausea. And let's just set the record straight for anyone who doesn't know: morning sickness is a total load of crap. Let's try all day long and into the night sickness. Though it has got much better in the last couple weeks, weeks 6 to 12 of pregnancy were a real nightmare, and I think I more than doubled my already high throw up count in the totality of my life. Lee and I barely survived the ordeal--but I am not walking away "trophy-less"--I carry proudly an award for the amount of places I 'got sick' in public, it is really quite impressive--oh and of course the reward of my very own offspring come August!
As of yesterday I still felt--despite the excessive vomiting--just not that pregnant. I've lost weight, all my clothes still fit perfectly, no bump, and of course no movement yet at just 14 weeks, but that changed slightly today when I heard the little human's heart beat inside of me. Wow, there really is a God, and I couldn't help but laugh, though I tried very much not to as to not disturb the little sound machine thing, but it really was just amazing and almost silly feeling.
My due date is 6 months from tomorrow (you really aren't pregnant just 9 months, because since when does 40 weeks equal 9 months?) Anyways, in six months will have a child, be a mother, and I am sure will learn at a whole new level what love and selflessness really are.
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Jo, Miriam and I are so happy for you guys. You know we are here for anything you need. You are a great wife and will be a wonderful mother. Keep taking care of Lee and let me know when he needs coaching of changing those dipers!!!!
ReplyDeleteI found your blog! Congrats on the baby! Peter and I are so happy for you and Lee (actually we have known for a little while..hehehe). When you do start to have a baby bump, come down to Shafter to show all of us!
ReplyDeleteI love this blog! I am glad to have happened by your blog (how did you find mine anyways), and read about your new experiences at becoming a mother! I do remember the first time we heard our little gal in the womb, her heart thumping away. It's a unique sound and feeling! God is amazing! Please continue to share these first baby stories! They are so fun to read and bring back fond memories.
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