i have to say it's awesome how outstandingly positive and warm everyone's reaction is to our news. more so than getting married (so many people do that, so many, too, get divorced) it's more like winning the lottery when you tell people. it's like you've won some special prize that is just perfect for the both of you and people are so excited to congratulate you and recognize the perfection of it. it's great.
but i still feel awkward sharing the initial news. once it's out, it's fine, but the ramp up is tricky. but now both my bosses know, some coworkers (but key coworkers that will spread the word like wildfire), and mom's side of the family.
what's also interesting is some people's reaction to my belly. people really do want to pass a glance there, but i guess few people realize/remember that pregnant mommas don't show till usually 6 months, and i'm just about 3. it's almost like they're disappointed not to see anything. then one of adam's friends actually said congrats and pointed to my belly. like buying a new car and complimenting the owner by pointing at it and saying "that's a great looking car". it really wasn't awkward as i describe it here, but just kinda struck me as funny.
so much is funny these days, i'm glad i can see it for that.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
it's official
i've officially crossed over into maternity. today, i purchased my first maternity-related item (besides tons of food). i saw a "bella band" online at babycenter.com and it really intrigued me. i've been relying on target tank tops as a wardrobe staple for a few years now, and this seems to be a logical next step along that pattern. it's like a tube top, but no fake-y built-in bra: a tube top for your belly; a means to fill the gap between shirt and pants. . . to help wear regular pants longer and maternity pants sooner; to provide a comfortable waistline as the concept gets more elusive.
adam and i were talking and came to the conclusion that maternity clothes may be the only major jump in expenses as we await our first child. mostly because of the fact that i go shopping once a year (if that) and have been wearing the same clothes for years (despite my dramatic weight loss preceding the wedding). i plan to scope out goodwill or similar spots for maternity clothing because how much wear can that type of thing get, if you're only needing it a few months total? i'm also thinking about running the idea past some friends who have recently opened a baby-stuff resale shop, to see if they'd be interested in a maternity wear section- for people willing to buy resale, but not commit to digging thru goodwill or other such less-savory establishments.
work is insane the last few days, so i feel completely wiped out upon arriving home. i'm planning to ask for a schedule shift to better handle the workload, but i've got to get up the nerve to do it first. i don't have any real fears, just being lazy i guess.
adam and i were talking and came to the conclusion that maternity clothes may be the only major jump in expenses as we await our first child. mostly because of the fact that i go shopping once a year (if that) and have been wearing the same clothes for years (despite my dramatic weight loss preceding the wedding). i plan to scope out goodwill or similar spots for maternity clothing because how much wear can that type of thing get, if you're only needing it a few months total? i'm also thinking about running the idea past some friends who have recently opened a baby-stuff resale shop, to see if they'd be interested in a maternity wear section- for people willing to buy resale, but not commit to digging thru goodwill or other such less-savory establishments.
work is insane the last few days, so i feel completely wiped out upon arriving home. i'm planning to ask for a schedule shift to better handle the workload, but i've got to get up the nerve to do it first. i don't have any real fears, just being lazy i guess.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
not mine!
ok, i don't know who snuck in the middle of the night to switch out my boobs with someone else's. . . but they're not fooling me one bit. these are way to big in every way, and itchy! sure, adam's a fan, but some of my blouses are beginning to complain. i've resorted to keeping a sports bra on 24/7, just to keep my discomfort to a minimum: a day one and a night one. honestly, i'm surprised i can still use the old-me bras, but they're working (not too tight) so i'm sticking with them.
pregnancy has brought some really wacky dreams my way. . . and i'm not sure how i feel about it. fortunately, adam is ever the explanation-finder, so no dream stays too mysterious for long. but man-o-man, have i had some doozies: going to jail, decapitating some random girl while driving, even a more mundane one about sleeping through my alarm on a work day. i'd just as soon sleep through the night dreamless than have to deal with some of these, but i'll live.
i had a disturbing experience on the train yesterday, and the thought still gives me the creeps. some older black man, smelling of incense, looking vaguely homeless, offered me an open seat on the L, window side. never knowing when queasiness or discomfort will strike, i'm always up for a seat, so i took it. after a while, i notice something out of the corner of my eye that resembles inappropriate behavior for a public space, happening beneath a newspaper. of course, i have no desire to confirm my suspicions, but it's an icky thought none the less. what bothers me more than the potential sexual harassment is this: there is no appropriate response to this behavior and i'm at a loss as to how to advise my future daughter (if there is one in my future, or son too, there's all kinds of pervs out there) how to handle this situation. so i felt trapped and victimized, with no recourse and no advise for the next victim. why can't perverts do it on their own time, somewhere on their own? it's truly not fair.
anyways. our first hi-tech ultrasound is this afternoon and we find out what the extra blob in the first ultrasound is all about. i'm voting for random fold of tissue, but adam's intrigued by the possibility of discarded twin. as long as the little one who's in there now is doing fine, i'm indifferent to the blob, but it'll be good to know.
one day soon i'll tell my bosses at work, but a good opportunity hasn't presented itself just yet. someone has to be wondering why i have a sudden increase of doctor's appointments and decrease in appropriately-fitting blouses. it'll come out soon enough, i know, but i think my bosses are cool enough to be supportive, just as everyone else has been so far!
pregnancy has brought some really wacky dreams my way. . . and i'm not sure how i feel about it. fortunately, adam is ever the explanation-finder, so no dream stays too mysterious for long. but man-o-man, have i had some doozies: going to jail, decapitating some random girl while driving, even a more mundane one about sleeping through my alarm on a work day. i'd just as soon sleep through the night dreamless than have to deal with some of these, but i'll live.
i had a disturbing experience on the train yesterday, and the thought still gives me the creeps. some older black man, smelling of incense, looking vaguely homeless, offered me an open seat on the L, window side. never knowing when queasiness or discomfort will strike, i'm always up for a seat, so i took it. after a while, i notice something out of the corner of my eye that resembles inappropriate behavior for a public space, happening beneath a newspaper. of course, i have no desire to confirm my suspicions, but it's an icky thought none the less. what bothers me more than the potential sexual harassment is this: there is no appropriate response to this behavior and i'm at a loss as to how to advise my future daughter (if there is one in my future, or son too, there's all kinds of pervs out there) how to handle this situation. so i felt trapped and victimized, with no recourse and no advise for the next victim. why can't perverts do it on their own time, somewhere on their own? it's truly not fair.
anyways. our first hi-tech ultrasound is this afternoon and we find out what the extra blob in the first ultrasound is all about. i'm voting for random fold of tissue, but adam's intrigued by the possibility of discarded twin. as long as the little one who's in there now is doing fine, i'm indifferent to the blob, but it'll be good to know.
one day soon i'll tell my bosses at work, but a good opportunity hasn't presented itself just yet. someone has to be wondering why i have a sudden increase of doctor's appointments and decrease in appropriately-fitting blouses. it'll come out soon enough, i know, but i think my bosses are cool enough to be supportive, just as everyone else has been so far!
Monday, April 7, 2008
sox home opener
today's the 2008 sox home opener and i'm excited. why? several reasons.
first, the weather is supposed to be gorgeous today. yesterday was in the 50s and sunny (we actually did work in the yard and garage!) and just perfect for being outside. today is supposed to be similar, so i can't wait to watch some baseball in beautiful baseball weather.
second, we're continuing a tradition adam's family has had for many, many years: attending the home opener together. adam's gone every year he can remember, with the exception of one year, when security had an issue with my bag and i didn't want to leave it or go home by myself. but technically he WAS there. . . just didn't stay for the game. ; )
then, in a matter of speaking, this is baby's first home opener! weather will dictate how many future games he/she attends in the early years, but if next year is anything like this year, baby may just see 2009's opener too.
i've noticed i'm struggling a bit with the concept of "baby." gibson is my baby.
he's our baby. he's the little ray of sunshine that brightens up our day, and keeps us on our toes. he's always excited to see us come home, and alerts us to other people entering the house (though in no way, shape, or form a guard dog. . . he just gives a hearty "woof," stares in the general direction and that's about it). we even snuggle together on the couch and in bed, and he gets kisses right on the nose. lately, i think adam and i give gibson more kisses than we give each other, but i'm making an effort to even out the numbers a bit more. i'm not saying he's more important than the [human] baby on the way, but he's right up there in importance- i worry when he gets diarrhea; i nearly passed out in worry when he got away from me and nearly ran into the street; scarily, i can relate to the woman who bit the dog who bit her dog. . . not to say i'd necessarily do the same thing, but i can see where she's coming from.
so, anyways. to conserve benefit time, i'm at work a few hours before the game. back to work!!
first, the weather is supposed to be gorgeous today. yesterday was in the 50s and sunny (we actually did work in the yard and garage!) and just perfect for being outside. today is supposed to be similar, so i can't wait to watch some baseball in beautiful baseball weather.
second, we're continuing a tradition adam's family has had for many, many years: attending the home opener together. adam's gone every year he can remember, with the exception of one year, when security had an issue with my bag and i didn't want to leave it or go home by myself. but technically he WAS there. . . just didn't stay for the game. ; )
then, in a matter of speaking, this is baby's first home opener! weather will dictate how many future games he/she attends in the early years, but if next year is anything like this year, baby may just see 2009's opener too.
i've noticed i'm struggling a bit with the concept of "baby." gibson is my baby.
he's our baby. he's the little ray of sunshine that brightens up our day, and keeps us on our toes. he's always excited to see us come home, and alerts us to other people entering the house (though in no way, shape, or form a guard dog. . . he just gives a hearty "woof," stares in the general direction and that's about it). we even snuggle together on the couch and in bed, and he gets kisses right on the nose. lately, i think adam and i give gibson more kisses than we give each other, but i'm making an effort to even out the numbers a bit more. i'm not saying he's more important than the [human] baby on the way, but he's right up there in importance- i worry when he gets diarrhea; i nearly passed out in worry when he got away from me and nearly ran into the street; scarily, i can relate to the woman who bit the dog who bit her dog. . . not to say i'd necessarily do the same thing, but i can see where she's coming from.
so, anyways. to conserve benefit time, i'm at work a few hours before the game. back to work!!
Thursday, April 3, 2008
ugh
morning sickness hit me fast and furious the evening of 3/18, and hasn't let up since. i thought it might be some food poisoning, since my stomach cramped up badly, just like that fated january morning in '06 when a visit to detroit was painful for nearly everyone there. the cramping eased up, but the looming nausea has stuck around something wicked, paired up with a funky taste in the back of my mouth.
the solution? eating just about every 2 hours to keep the queasiness at bay. it sucks and i can feel my belly and butt growing exponentially. why? because i've misplaced my eating off-switch. . . so if it's in front of me, i'm compelled to eat it. add that to being too darn tired to do much of anything even remotely active! it's a killer combination that's resulted in visible weight gain and about 6 pounds on the scale over the last 3 weeks.
yesterday, i decided enough was enough. i'm going to have to suck it up and start getting some activity again to offset all ths extra food i'm eating. sure, i've been better about what i'm eating (selecting more organic stuff, plenty of veggies and lean protein), but i've got to take the next step. no, i'm not planning to loose weight, just not gain much more for now. i know i will gain weight through the course of pregnancy, but come on- the baby's the size of a kidney bean right now and no way it weighs the extra 6 pounds i've acquired!!
all the extra excitement and lovin from family and friends will help me through this, i know it. like i told sarah, its almost like getting married all over again: excitement and expectation and pats on the back. . . everyone knew it would happen eventually, and here it is! and when i'm talking about it, i'm all smiles. it's the long hours at work, just sitting in front of a computer with nothing but my cold fingers and churning stomach to keep me company, when things get a bit overwhelming.
the solution? eating just about every 2 hours to keep the queasiness at bay. it sucks and i can feel my belly and butt growing exponentially. why? because i've misplaced my eating off-switch. . . so if it's in front of me, i'm compelled to eat it. add that to being too darn tired to do much of anything even remotely active! it's a killer combination that's resulted in visible weight gain and about 6 pounds on the scale over the last 3 weeks.
yesterday, i decided enough was enough. i'm going to have to suck it up and start getting some activity again to offset all ths extra food i'm eating. sure, i've been better about what i'm eating (selecting more organic stuff, plenty of veggies and lean protein), but i've got to take the next step. no, i'm not planning to loose weight, just not gain much more for now. i know i will gain weight through the course of pregnancy, but come on- the baby's the size of a kidney bean right now and no way it weighs the extra 6 pounds i've acquired!!
all the extra excitement and lovin from family and friends will help me through this, i know it. like i told sarah, its almost like getting married all over again: excitement and expectation and pats on the back. . . everyone knew it would happen eventually, and here it is! and when i'm talking about it, i'm all smiles. it's the long hours at work, just sitting in front of a computer with nothing but my cold fingers and churning stomach to keep me company, when things get a bit overwhelming.
first encounter
so, mom & dad g and rick & lisa heard the news over easter weekend in mobile. upon returning home, adam and i had our first appointment on 3/27. we were promised the opportunity to hear the heartbeat by the nurse, but the doctor scoffed at our early expectations. we talked her into an internal ultrasound then. . .
it had to be the neatest thing to see the little hear beating, like a little clam. in the pic, the embryo is between the plus signs, top right in the dark kidney-shaped shadow (amniotic sac). sure, you think you know you've got something going on, but this really made it feel official and real. and it was great to both be there to experience it together. if adam has his way, he'll invent a way to capture the sound of the heartbeat and make an mp3 of it, so all the sound-geek-dads in the world can have something to take with them, beyond the nondescript, grainy b-w pic of some blobs. knowing him, he'll come up with something, i know it.
there was something about seeing the little one that made us both want to tell the world. we're branching out a bit, but still keeping our cards close to the vest. adam's more sharing than i, especially at work. but it'll be different for me at work. . . very different. but that's something to worry about much later from now.
we go back for another appointment in 4 weeks, ultrasound and blood test in between. this ultrasound will be more detailed and we may get more info on the second blob apparently inhabiting the amniotic sac. . . doc says it might have been a twin, or a fold of membrane, or who knows what. but she said it's nothing to worry about, so i'm not worrying. but really curious!
it had to be the neatest thing to see the little hear beating, like a little clam. in the pic, the embryo is between the plus signs, top right in the dark kidney-shaped shadow (amniotic sac). sure, you think you know you've got something going on, but this really made it feel official and real. and it was great to both be there to experience it together. if adam has his way, he'll invent a way to capture the sound of the heartbeat and make an mp3 of it, so all the sound-geek-dads in the world can have something to take with them, beyond the nondescript, grainy b-w pic of some blobs. knowing him, he'll come up with something, i know it.
there was something about seeing the little one that made us both want to tell the world. we're branching out a bit, but still keeping our cards close to the vest. adam's more sharing than i, especially at work. but it'll be different for me at work. . . very different. but that's something to worry about much later from now.
we go back for another appointment in 4 weeks, ultrasound and blood test in between. this ultrasound will be more detailed and we may get more info on the second blob apparently inhabiting the amniotic sac. . . doc says it might have been a twin, or a fold of membrane, or who knows what. but she said it's nothing to worry about, so i'm not worrying. but really curious!
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