Yes, first and foremost I am pregnant. 9 weeks today. I am doing great. I had my first ultrasound, our little "peanut", as the doctor referred to it, was measuring right on schedule. I am feeling good as of late, aside from a little head cold. I have only been sick a handful of times, and I've managed through the nausea.
I was rather busy during the second half of August and beginning of September, what with the hurricane and the store. On top of kicking off a great Franklin Junioir Woman's Club club year with a Wizard of Oz themed dessert theater social. Time just sort of got away from me. It wasn't until my mom was babysitting for a friend that she mentioned how she hopes I have babies just like the two she was watching. I started counting back the weeks and figured I had better take a test.
Nick was out to sea, so I didn't think much about cluing him in right away. I got up the following morning and took a test. It showed a big fat positive sign in a matter of seconds. However, me being in a state of denial or just expecting to see the same negative sign I had seen in the past it didn't register for a good 60 seconds. Then after I frantically read the instructions, as if a positive sign could mean anything but, I grabbed my phone and called my mom. It completely slipped my mind that it was about 3am her time. Go figure, she didn't answer. I believe my message said something about "Nothing's wrong, I'm pregnant...*crying/unintelligible mumbling*" and then I hung up.
She called me back at a decent hour in her time zone. I cried a little more, but was getting more excited at this point. I emailed Nick and asked him to email me when he had a few minutes to 'chat'. He did and was very nervous that something was wrong. His reaction after I told him was "Congrats, baby." as if I had managed to accomplish this all on my own. After a series of logistical questions of insurance policies and doctors, I finally got confirmation that he was indeed excited.
Sometime during the first couple weeks after my initial prenatal appointment I got to worrying that I really wasn't pregnant and it was all in my head. As you can tell from my second test, I am surely pregnant. You could barely see the control line the pregnancy line was so dark initially, then if filled in as you can see in the picture. That definitely put my mind at ease. That next morning I was as nauseous as can be. Another thing to ease my mind.
Nick may or may not be home for the birth. I am due May 28th, his estimated return date is Memorial Day. We'll just see how it goes. The Navy never sticks with their first decision. I have learned that over the years. This will be our 5th deployment and I doubt at this point if anything would surprise me. I am a little nervous about doing things alone, but my Grandma had both of her babies without my Grandpa by her side and he worked in the area. If she can do it, I sure can. My mom and/or my Grandma will be flying out to help with the baby after it is born. Hopefully Nick will be home soon there after. In the meantime I have a great group of friends who have sworn themselves to a "If you're drunk, then call" call list so that I have someone to go to the hospital with me if need be. My friends are fabulous.
Without further ado, our "peanut"
In other news, after being an avid fan for 14 years I finally attended my first Hanson concert. As my family can attest, I was slightly obsessed growing up. Like wall to wall, floor to ceiling posters obsessed. Over the years I have come to appreciate their music as much as their looks (hey no judging, I like what I like...as you can see my taste in looks has also changed. Nick has a very short crew cut hairstyle) The concert was everything I hoped it would be and more. The more being some adult women acting like teeny boppers. Perhaps there should be a definition of the phrase "General Admission" printed on every ticket.
Coincidentally this tour was based on fans voting for which album they would like to hear. It would decide part of the set list. The entire album would be played in addition to other songs. The album for the Norfolk concert happened to be their first studio album, Middle of Nowhere. So there was some definite nostalgia going on. Also, as a side note, yes they play more than just MMMBop. They have 5 records, 3 under their own recording label and a Christmas album.
Zac was my Hanson brother of choice, when I was 11 I was sure he was going to the blonde I married...as it turned out he wasn't. I'll take my blonde husband any day. Though I have to say I did have a great view of Zac during the entire concert. ;)
Zac was my Hanson brother of choice, when I was 11 I was sure he was going to the blonde I married...as it turned out he wasn't. I'll take my blonde husband any day. Though I have to say I did have a great view of Zac during the entire concert. ;)
And so it is in the history books, mommy and baby's first Hanson concert. I figure come the time the baby is actually born he/she will consider MMMBop his/her lullaby...unless Nick has anything to say about it.
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