We had our first ultrasound today! It was the most amazing thing ever!!! We saw our little love and its heart was beating away! It was just a little flicker, but it was so cool. Lovebug is measuring right on schedule at 7 weeks and 3 days. That makes my due date November13th!
The coolest part of the appointment, besides seeing the baby, was hearing the heartbeat. Everything I have read says you can't hear the hb until 10-12 weeks. But sure enough, the ultrasound tech turned up the volume and we could hear it- whooshwhooshwhoosh... so amazing.
Believe it or not, I cried. I know, I know- hard to believe, right? But I did.
They sent us home with huge smiles on our faces and two pictures of the bug. Right now all we can really see is a bit of a blob- but its a beautiful blob if you ask me!
Yay!
Friday, March 30, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
1st Appointment with the Doctor
Actually, it was with the Nurse Practitioner. I don't meet the doctor until my next appointment on April 17th.
Today was fairly uneventful... she just asked all about our family history, let me ask all the questions I had and put in an order to draw blood (which I just love... insert sarcasm here, please). She gave me all kinds of information on all the different tests we can elect to have or not have in the course of my pregnancy, which was a little overwhelming. Something to read later, I suppose.
She also gave me about 5 different types of pre-natal vitamins to try... how I will ever tell the difference between them all, who knows. Target brand has been ok for now! So ok'ed me going on houseboats- not so much backpacking. That is to be expected though... houseboats = relaxing; backpacking = strenuous and no food for baby!
Then she asked if I wanted to try and get an ultrasound soon! I was not expecting that! I have to call and find out if my insurance will cover that, but if they do I am so getting one! It would put my mind at ease to know that everything was going ok in there and to see the little heartbeat flickering away! I am going to make the call on Monday... I can't really do it at work today (since I don't want anyone to overhear that I am knocked up), and I assume the insurance company is closed over the weekend.
So far so good... no puking yet. Matt's sister, Amy, wants to know as soon as I start puking, so she can feel better about her own yucky morning sickness. I'm still tired a lot. I went to lunch with Scott and Chris the other day and Scott asked what Matt and I have been doing on the weekends (since we haven't all hung out in so long). I told him "nap"... if only he knew it wasn't a joke.
I'm getting antsy to tell our friends, but we both think it is better to wait and make sure all is well before we go spreading the news. We're hoping to have a Cinco de Mayo party at our house and announce the news to everyone there... that will be a fun way to do it! We'll be just about 13 weeks pregnant at that point.
Well... thats about it for this week. Today I am 6 weeks and 5 days pregnant. Just in case you were wondering.
Today was fairly uneventful... she just asked all about our family history, let me ask all the questions I had and put in an order to draw blood (which I just love... insert sarcasm here, please). She gave me all kinds of information on all the different tests we can elect to have or not have in the course of my pregnancy, which was a little overwhelming. Something to read later, I suppose.
She also gave me about 5 different types of pre-natal vitamins to try... how I will ever tell the difference between them all, who knows. Target brand has been ok for now! So ok'ed me going on houseboats- not so much backpacking. That is to be expected though... houseboats = relaxing; backpacking = strenuous and no food for baby!
Then she asked if I wanted to try and get an ultrasound soon! I was not expecting that! I have to call and find out if my insurance will cover that, but if they do I am so getting one! It would put my mind at ease to know that everything was going ok in there and to see the little heartbeat flickering away! I am going to make the call on Monday... I can't really do it at work today (since I don't want anyone to overhear that I am knocked up), and I assume the insurance company is closed over the weekend.
So far so good... no puking yet. Matt's sister, Amy, wants to know as soon as I start puking, so she can feel better about her own yucky morning sickness. I'm still tired a lot. I went to lunch with Scott and Chris the other day and Scott asked what Matt and I have been doing on the weekends (since we haven't all hung out in so long). I told him "nap"... if only he knew it wasn't a joke.
I'm getting antsy to tell our friends, but we both think it is better to wait and make sure all is well before we go spreading the news. We're hoping to have a Cinco de Mayo party at our house and announce the news to everyone there... that will be a fun way to do it! We'll be just about 13 weeks pregnant at that point.
Well... thats about it for this week. Today I am 6 weeks and 5 days pregnant. Just in case you were wondering.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Wednesday, March 21st, 2007: Week 6 = Yuck!
So far I have felt pretty darn good. I've been tired... usually falling asleep on the couch around 9:30pm. I'm hungry a lot, but nothing really sounds good. But starting these past few days, the nausea has crept up on me. Not so much in the "morning" as one would expect from the ever popular term "morning sickness". It's more like late afternoon through middle of the night sickness. I haven't thrown up- thank goodness- but have just felt queasy.
Whoa to any tangerine that falls into my line of sight these days! Maybe it is a pregnancy craving... I bought a cup of mandarin oranges at Wendy's the other night with my dinner (because a plain hamburger was all the sounded half way appealing) and could have eaten 6 more cups of them! Then my beloved husband (who we will get to in a minute) brought home a bag of tangerines from Trader Joes and I have thus been hooked. I know I have to be careful of getting too much Vitamin C, so I have to limit myself. Sigh.
Let's talk a bit about this man I like to call "my Baby Daddy".
As it turns out, pregnancy has turned me into someone who cries at United Way commercials and who makes her husband stop what he is doing, however important, to give me a long hug. This poor (wonderful) man has to endure the next 8 months of a certifiably crazy wife. And from what I read in the pregnancy books, it doesn't get much better in the coming weeks. I know that soon he will be asking, "Who are you, and what have you done with Alison?!" As much as I will want to remind him that this is "all his fault," I am trying to remain as normal as possible for his sake. But if you see him, or if you give him a call, don't be surprised if he tells you that I've lost my mind. He would be right.
All that said, he is going to be a great dad and I feel very well taken care of. Only two more days until my first doctor's appointment! I think Matt is going to join me... just in case I melt into a puddle of tears- then he can answer all the questions!
Whoa to any tangerine that falls into my line of sight these days! Maybe it is a pregnancy craving... I bought a cup of mandarin oranges at Wendy's the other night with my dinner (because a plain hamburger was all the sounded half way appealing) and could have eaten 6 more cups of them! Then my beloved husband (who we will get to in a minute) brought home a bag of tangerines from Trader Joes and I have thus been hooked. I know I have to be careful of getting too much Vitamin C, so I have to limit myself. Sigh.
Let's talk a bit about this man I like to call "my Baby Daddy".
As it turns out, pregnancy has turned me into someone who cries at United Way commercials and who makes her husband stop what he is doing, however important, to give me a long hug. This poor (wonderful) man has to endure the next 8 months of a certifiably crazy wife. And from what I read in the pregnancy books, it doesn't get much better in the coming weeks. I know that soon he will be asking, "Who are you, and what have you done with Alison?!" As much as I will want to remind him that this is "all his fault," I am trying to remain as normal as possible for his sake. But if you see him, or if you give him a call, don't be surprised if he tells you that I've lost my mind. He would be right.
All that said, he is going to be a great dad and I feel very well taken care of. Only two more days until my first doctor's appointment! I think Matt is going to join me... just in case I melt into a puddle of tears- then he can answer all the questions!
Friday, March 16, 2007
We'll start from the beginning
Since I decided to start this just now, I will go back a little bit to help you better understand my first week of pregnancy.
Monday. March 5th, 2007: Peeing on a stick
Buying a home pregnancy test is one of the more embarassing things I have ever done. But because of the last week of bloatedness, gassiness (you're welcome), falling asleep at 8:30 on the couch, sore boobies and I am pretty sure bigger boobies (Matt even said "You're looking more busty than usual..."), I decide there is a slight chance I could be knocked up.
I make sure to go to Albertson's, where I can use the "self checkout" so no one will know what is going on. I slip into the aisle full of feminine products and condoms and spot the pregnancy tests. Embarassing. Which do I buy? $10?! Crap. There are two in a pack... ok. Fair enough. I grab one off the shelf before the old lady coming into my aisle (crap- should have checked what else was in the aisle... she needs her Metamucil) can see what I'm buying. Go through the self checkout stealthily and its back home. You would have thought I was a 14 year old or something. I'm 24 with a husband. Buying a pregnancy test shouldn't be such a process. Oy.
So I go into the bathroom and the whole time I am going through this strange procedure, I am saying to myself, "I am such an idiot! I am not pregnant. Why did I even go buy this thing? I can't believe I am doing this." Ok. Done. Let the chemical reaction begin.
What? WHAT?! Is that a plus sign? Oh my gosh... did I read the directions right?! Holy smokes... I'm pregnant! I looked at myself in the mirror for about 30 seconds and looked back at the test. "+" Ha!
Now what? Aha! Glad I got a pack of two! I shall drink more water and take the other test, just in case! 45 minutes later I'm peeing on a stick again. "+". Just as quick as last time. Mercy!
So I go up to my parents' house, as I would on any other Monday, and have to act natural all day. I can feel slight cramps and worry a bit. Hmm... probably normal.
On the way home from Torrance I stop by Target and buy a little onesie that says "My Daddy Rocks!" and a bib that says "Daddy's Future Fishing Buddy". I also buy another 2-pack of pregnancy tests and one of those big ones that says "PREGNANT" or "NOT PREGNANT". When I get home, I pee on one of the cheepies and turns out I'm still pregnant. So I stuff the onesie and bib in a Chinese takeout looking gift box and prepare for Matt to return home from his class. Waiting to tell him was probably the longest day of my life!
I hear the garage open. Holy crap. He's home. He comes in, sits down on the couch and we turn on the TV... I, no doubt, am acting like a crazy person, so I decide to just give him the present. He's suspicious. "Why did you get me a present?" Just because. "It's not my birthday yet." Just open the freaking box for crying out loud.
"My Daddy Rocks!" comes out first and he smiles and looks at me... you guessed it, I'm already crying. "Guess what?' I choke out... "I'm pregnant!" We go through the "how do you know?" and "when are we going to tell?" bit and finally cuddle up, watch some TV and go to bed. I couldn't sleep. Excited.
Estimated due date: November 11th, 2007
Tuesday. March 6th, 2007: Go to work
I probably spent half the day on the internet reading about pregnancy, calculating my due date again, lurking around on pregnancy message boards... focusing on youth ministry was not top priority.
Called the doctor today and set up my first and second appointments.
March 23rd- first appointment. Bloodwork. Paper work. Answer questions. Ask questions.
April 17th- second appointment. Hear the heartbeat! Ugh- seems so far away!
Saturday. March 10th, 2007: Telling Mom & Grandpa
We meet at Outback for dinner to celebrate grandpa's upcoming 82nd birthday (March 13th). Matt and I make eye contact and decide it's time.
"We have another birthday gift for you..." Matt starts.
"Oh yeah?" asks grandpa, and a questioning look from mom follows.
"How about (insert choking crying... NOW) a great grandbaby!?" I snort out.
YAAAAAY... so exciting! Mom is crying. Alison is crying. Matt is smiling and grandpa is BEAMING!
"I done knocked 'er up..." blurts Matt. Klassy. But funny and appreciated, nonetheless.
We ate dessert to celebrate.
Wednesday. March 14th, 2007: Bad Poker Face
So I go out to lunch with Matt's sister, Amy, this afternoon. We've been trying to get his parents to go to lunch with us for a few days now, but without Amy there (we weren't going to tell her yet) and she is officially suspicious. She begins asking questions and I try not to make eye contact.
"Are you pregnant?" She looks at me... aaaaaaaaaand my face gives it all away. "A little bit..." I say. She is excited and I am a bit relieved. She is 16 weeks pregnant with her second and I know she'll be a great source of relief when I have questions. Now to tell the other parents.
Thursday. March 15th, 2007: Grandbaby #5, anyone?
With the cat out of the bag to Amy, we're free to announce to Matt's mom and dad. The conversation was somewhat confusing. We were talking about my grandpa's birthday and the reveal came about as follows:
Matt: "Alison's grandpa got another birthday gift."
Barbara" "Oh?"
Matt: "He found out his granddaughter is pregnant."
Ron & Barbara: *Silence* "Which granddaughter... this granddaughter?!"
Alison... smiling and nodding.
YAAAAAAY... everyone's excited. Mike & Amy's second is due in August. Ours in November. 5 grandbabies for the Conrads by Christmas!
So that is where we stand for now. I've been ok so far. A little nauseous here and there, very tired and almost always hungry (though nothing sounds good). I've only had one emotional breakdown so far, and that was yesterday. I came home for lunch and was so tired. I couldn't decide whether to take a nap or to eat lunch. The frustration of this situation sent me bursting into tears. So I took a nap. And took lunch back to the office with me.
I'll keep this updated. Wouldn't want to miss a moment of nausea or constipation, right? Right. All things aside, we are so excited about the little peanut and I don't know if I have ever prayed this much in so little time. We're praying for God's will in our life right now as it is still early in the pregnancy and anything can happen. It is in God's hands and he has an amazing, loving plan for our life. Hooray!
Monday. March 5th, 2007: Peeing on a stick
Buying a home pregnancy test is one of the more embarassing things I have ever done. But because of the last week of bloatedness, gassiness (you're welcome), falling asleep at 8:30 on the couch, sore boobies and I am pretty sure bigger boobies (Matt even said "You're looking more busty than usual..."), I decide there is a slight chance I could be knocked up.
I make sure to go to Albertson's, where I can use the "self checkout" so no one will know what is going on. I slip into the aisle full of feminine products and condoms and spot the pregnancy tests. Embarassing. Which do I buy? $10?! Crap. There are two in a pack... ok. Fair enough. I grab one off the shelf before the old lady coming into my aisle (crap- should have checked what else was in the aisle... she needs her Metamucil) can see what I'm buying. Go through the self checkout stealthily and its back home. You would have thought I was a 14 year old or something. I'm 24 with a husband. Buying a pregnancy test shouldn't be such a process. Oy.
So I go into the bathroom and the whole time I am going through this strange procedure, I am saying to myself, "I am such an idiot! I am not pregnant. Why did I even go buy this thing? I can't believe I am doing this." Ok. Done. Let the chemical reaction begin.
What? WHAT?! Is that a plus sign? Oh my gosh... did I read the directions right?! Holy smokes... I'm pregnant! I looked at myself in the mirror for about 30 seconds and looked back at the test. "+" Ha!
Now what? Aha! Glad I got a pack of two! I shall drink more water and take the other test, just in case! 45 minutes later I'm peeing on a stick again. "+". Just as quick as last time. Mercy!
So I go up to my parents' house, as I would on any other Monday, and have to act natural all day. I can feel slight cramps and worry a bit. Hmm... probably normal.
On the way home from Torrance I stop by Target and buy a little onesie that says "My Daddy Rocks!" and a bib that says "Daddy's Future Fishing Buddy". I also buy another 2-pack of pregnancy tests and one of those big ones that says "PREGNANT" or "NOT PREGNANT". When I get home, I pee on one of the cheepies and turns out I'm still pregnant. So I stuff the onesie and bib in a Chinese takeout looking gift box and prepare for Matt to return home from his class. Waiting to tell him was probably the longest day of my life!
I hear the garage open. Holy crap. He's home. He comes in, sits down on the couch and we turn on the TV... I, no doubt, am acting like a crazy person, so I decide to just give him the present. He's suspicious. "Why did you get me a present?" Just because. "It's not my birthday yet." Just open the freaking box for crying out loud.
"My Daddy Rocks!" comes out first and he smiles and looks at me... you guessed it, I'm already crying. "Guess what?' I choke out... "I'm pregnant!" We go through the "how do you know?" and "when are we going to tell?" bit and finally cuddle up, watch some TV and go to bed. I couldn't sleep. Excited.
Estimated due date: November 11th, 2007
Tuesday. March 6th, 2007: Go to work
I probably spent half the day on the internet reading about pregnancy, calculating my due date again, lurking around on pregnancy message boards... focusing on youth ministry was not top priority.
Called the doctor today and set up my first and second appointments.
March 23rd- first appointment. Bloodwork. Paper work. Answer questions. Ask questions.
April 17th- second appointment. Hear the heartbeat! Ugh- seems so far away!
Saturday. March 10th, 2007: Telling Mom & Grandpa
We meet at Outback for dinner to celebrate grandpa's upcoming 82nd birthday (March 13th). Matt and I make eye contact and decide it's time.
"We have another birthday gift for you..." Matt starts.
"Oh yeah?" asks grandpa, and a questioning look from mom follows.
"How about (insert choking crying... NOW) a great grandbaby!?" I snort out.
YAAAAAY... so exciting! Mom is crying. Alison is crying. Matt is smiling and grandpa is BEAMING!
"I done knocked 'er up..." blurts Matt. Klassy. But funny and appreciated, nonetheless.
We ate dessert to celebrate.
Wednesday. March 14th, 2007: Bad Poker Face
So I go out to lunch with Matt's sister, Amy, this afternoon. We've been trying to get his parents to go to lunch with us for a few days now, but without Amy there (we weren't going to tell her yet) and she is officially suspicious. She begins asking questions and I try not to make eye contact.
"Are you pregnant?" She looks at me... aaaaaaaaaand my face gives it all away. "A little bit..." I say. She is excited and I am a bit relieved. She is 16 weeks pregnant with her second and I know she'll be a great source of relief when I have questions. Now to tell the other parents.
Thursday. March 15th, 2007: Grandbaby #5, anyone?
With the cat out of the bag to Amy, we're free to announce to Matt's mom and dad. The conversation was somewhat confusing. We were talking about my grandpa's birthday and the reveal came about as follows:
Matt: "Alison's grandpa got another birthday gift."
Barbara" "Oh?"
Matt: "He found out his granddaughter is pregnant."
Ron & Barbara: *Silence* "Which granddaughter... this granddaughter?!"
Alison... smiling and nodding.
YAAAAAAY... everyone's excited. Mike & Amy's second is due in August. Ours in November. 5 grandbabies for the Conrads by Christmas!
So that is where we stand for now. I've been ok so far. A little nauseous here and there, very tired and almost always hungry (though nothing sounds good). I've only had one emotional breakdown so far, and that was yesterday. I came home for lunch and was so tired. I couldn't decide whether to take a nap or to eat lunch. The frustration of this situation sent me bursting into tears. So I took a nap. And took lunch back to the office with me.
I'll keep this updated. Wouldn't want to miss a moment of nausea or constipation, right? Right. All things aside, we are so excited about the little peanut and I don't know if I have ever prayed this much in so little time. We're praying for God's will in our life right now as it is still early in the pregnancy and anything can happen. It is in God's hands and he has an amazing, loving plan for our life. Hooray!
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