The Cat is Out of the Bag

Finally! You can find a million and one books on what to do/expect when you are pregnant and what to do/expect when the baby comes. But no one tells you how to deal with keeping it a secret until it is the right time to tell. That is HARD! I just took the easiest approach and completely avoided everyone at all costs. Danielle calling? Ignore. Emily emailing? Too busy. Mom wanting to Skype? Can't. Having them think you joined the Peace Corp and moved to Haiti is better than having to talk to them and not tell them the single greatest news of your life. Up to this point the greatest news of your life is getting engaged. At least then you can immediately get on the phone and tell everyone you know and ignore your new fiance for how ever long it takes to spread the word. But having to keep baby news from everyone?? Next to impossible. However, the one GOOD thing about keeping it a secret is that you and your husband get to share this moment just the two of you. You can't wait for him to get home and tell him all the crazy crap you read on Google and in the tons of books you rushed out and ordered on Amazon the minute you saw that positive sign. And ladies, be careful with how much you read. Too much information is not good. I have read things from don't drink milk because it comes from an animal and you aren't an animal(what??) to a woman saying she thought she would give the baby up for adoption if it was a boy. Let the crazy people in the world stay in their crazy places. Keep the internet surfing to a minimum. Pregnancy naturally comes with its on stresses, don't add to it by reading stuff from people who clearly should not breed.

So the word of the day is RELIEF! And on many different levels. Relief that I can finally share this amazing time with my mom and my friends. Relief that after all my fears and worrying, I CAN get pregnant. And relief that we heard the heart beat and saw that little thing moving around and just as happy as can be. AMAZING! Words can't describe it so I won't even try. So, moving on to body functions and changes.

Boobs. Holy Pamela Anderson my boobs. You must understand that my boobs have been the same size since I was 17. They grew in and I kept expecting more but they just sort of stuck out and have been that way ever since. Well, NOW they are growing in. And they huuuuuurt. I have to sleep in a sports bra every night. You know you are uncomfortable when THAT feels good. And from what I hear and read, they are only going to get bigger. It is painful for me but it is actually really sort of cruel for my husband. Here is his wife with the ta-tas he has only been dreaming of and if he gets anywhere near them, SMACK! No touchy! Sorry, honey.

Morning Sickness. I really cannot complain in this department. It isn't constant and when I do have it, it is only once a day. One day I will feel perfectly fine and the next, I can just tell we will be having a second peek at those Honey Nut Cheerios I just ate. But oh how I hate throwing up! It is just so gross and not the best feeling in the world. And once you are done, you get up off the floor to wash your mouth out and clean off your face and you look in the mirror and it looks like you just got done watching Steel Magnolias for the 100th time and buried your head in a pillow until it was over. Your eyes are puffy, you have tears running down your cheeks and if you are like me, you have mascara from the night before streaked all over your face. Your hair is a tangled mess from where your husband held it back for you while you REALLY got to know the bottom of your toilet. The whole process is just a riot really. But in due time, it will pass. I am confident of that. On the bright side, my abs are getting an amazing work out and I noticed that the floor around the toilet really needed to be cleaned!

Speaking of crying, what in the world is wrong with me?? I will cry at a Coca-Cola commercial if it is in any way cute and adorable. I was at the grocery store and witnessed the sweetest act of kindness. This guy could not afford to buy the milk he wanted so the guy in line behind him bought it for him. I got in my car and bawled the whole way home. My husband thinks I am a 24 hour working factory for tears. Oh and you can forget my reaction in the ultrasound room. Next time I am bringing a backup outfit because I was drenched when we left.

So anyways, I am SO glad I can tell you all this and keep up with my blog on what is going on day to day or week to week. The next nine months will be fun, scary, educational and all sorts of other things. We are leaving for Hawaii tomorrow so I can't wait to tell you how a 9 hour flight while pregnant will be like. Fun stuff! We are so excited about our trip and about our little addition. I can't wait to see Chad as a daddy. He will be just perfect. Me on the other hand, it will be a nonstop work in progress I am sure! Here is our little peanut at 9 weeks: