Glory! Glory!

It would have been really bad if we had to tell our kiddo that the Dawgs lost at technically his/her Georgia football game. Luckily, they did not lose (they won with a field goal with 2 seconds left!) and now we can tell Baby Neighbours that his/her first football game was a win! I was able to make it through the whole game, which surprised me considering I had a busy day.

First, I woke up sick (what’s new), then I went to Lindsey’s bridal shower. It was so much fun and the food was amazing. That would normally be enough to wear me out, but I put my game face on and we made it to the game. It was pouring rain, but the poncho helped and it did lighten up half way into the 1st quarter. We met up with Anne Marie and Michael, which made it that much more fun. I had a few times where I had to sit down, but I didn’t eat anything because I was really scared I’d throw up on someone!

Over all, the day was fantastic and Chris and I are making a little frame with the ticket stubs and pictures for Baby Neighbours first Georgia football game to hang in the nursery!

Morning Sickness, well, sucks.

I have been sick since last night about six o’clock. Mostly just nausea, but then, when Chris started making sausage for our brinner (breakfast for dinner) last night, I lost it. Totally threw up and have felt sick since then. I actually left work today because I was feeling so bad. I slept from 2 until 5:30 and I am just now feeling like I could eat. Blah blah blah. Chris thinks it’s funny. I think I will puke on him and see if he still thinks it’s funny.

Girls Weekend!

This past weekend we had a mini-girls weekend in Savannah. We had a great time and I think I successfully kept the pregnancy secret! It was hard, because I felt sick several times, and man, I got tired a lot! Also, all the walking coupled with the bloating caused my feet to really, really hurt! At one point, my hands swelled up so big I couldn’t take my wedding band off! YIKES! But, like I said, it was a lot of fun. We ate a ton (hey, not a problem for me!) and we shopped and did a ghost tour. I love Savannah – it’s such a fun city. It’s even better with your girlfriends!

This can't be our baby...

The baby does not like Mexican food. This is the third time in a week that I’ve had Mexican food and this is the third time that I have gotten really sick after eating it. That makes me sad. It also makes me think this can’t be our baby. Chris and I LOVE Mexican food. It’s a staple for us. Seriously, we eat it at least twice a week (sometimes more). So either, I’m having an alien or this baby is already a troublemaker.

Nap time

I was always good at nap time. I love to sleep. That’s why pregnancy suits me. I have to sleep every day after work for at least a 1/2 hour. More if I can. So here’s what I am thinking – babies like to sleep. Amanda likes to sleep. Therefore, Amanda likes babies. This is a good equation (as I am a studying to be a Math teacher).

I turn 29 in one week. By the time I turn 30, I will (God willing) have a four month old. That is messed up! I am really excited about the ultrasound. Kerianne describes the size of the baby at the time I’ll have the ultrasound as a Teddy Graham. Now I can’t eat Teddy Grahams because I think I’m eating a baby.

Speaking of eating, I go from completely stuffed to absolutely starving in like, twenty minutes. I actually think I’m eating less than I did before I was pregnant, but I think that’s okay. I need to drink more water. I am always thirsty. No real cravings yet – I do see some things on TV and really want it for like five minutes. Today I did want cinnamon twists from Taco Bell and I got them. They weren’t as good as I wanted them to be.

Sometimes, reading is a bad thing.

I have to stop reading the BabyCenter message boards. Every other one is like “I had a miscarriage last night” or “We had the ultrasound, but there was no heartbeat”. That is scary stuff. And it makes me worry. Kerianne told me not to read them. She said I’d be scared. But of course, I did it anyway. Now I’m scared. The only thing I want in the entire world is for this baby to be healthy. The next few months are going to take forever…

On a positive side note – I did not throw up today! WOO HOO! My boobs hurt, though.

Whoever decided women should wear bras was an evil man.

5 down, 35 to go!

Today I am 5 weeks pregnant. Chris says it’s only 3 weeks because technically, for the first two weeks of your pregnancy, you’re not really pregnant. Whatever. I am 5 weeks according to my doctor, so that’s what I am going with. In about 17 days (but who’s counting?), we get to go for the ultrasound. That’s just crazy! I can’t wait to see it! I’ve kind of forgotten that my birthday is in a week or so. All I really care about is October 1st.

According to the websites, my baby is the size of an appleseed today. An appleseed. So tiny. Even though I know it can’t hear me, I talk to the baby everyday. I ask it how it’s feeling, tell it how excited Daddy and I are, how we can’t wait to meet him or her. This is the week that the heart, brain and lungs start to form, so it’s a very important week! I have had some morning sickness (Friday was awful – I spent most of the morning in the bathroom) and I do get tired out easily. This week, I’m going to try walking around the block with the dogs in add in some exercise. I think the appleseed needs some fresh air and it’s beautiful out today!

The Sofa Wins

I had every intention of going outside today for a nice long walk with the husband and dogs. That didn’t happen. About noon, I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I fell asleep on the sofa while Chris watched TV. I woke up long enough to eat and watch a show we had DVR’ed, but then, I fell right back to sleep. I’ll tell you right now, if it wasn’t for True Blood being on at 9 tonight, I’d be in bed right now. They say this only last a few weeks, so we’ll see. I feel like I wasted my Sunday and I hate that. :(

Next weekend, I go to Savannah with my friends Jess and Emily. I really hope I have more energy! It would not be a good thing to waste a weekend crashed out in a hotel while they are enjoying awesome food and a cool ghost tour!

Football: Fumbles and Touchdowns

Georgia Football cannot be good for pregnant fans. The emotions that I go through watching this game range from anger, joy, fear, excitement and probably about 50 others. The whole game, all I can think is “This can’t be good for the baby.” Especially right now. It’s too close. And I’m nervous. I want them to win. I need them to win. This has been a 4 hour game. I need us to win it. My heart is beating like crazy. I don’t like this at all. I guess, though, I am training the kiddo to be a Georgia fan. It’s all about being really into the game and stressing and loving it all at the same time.

Thankfully, we won. I can’t wait for Baby Neighbours to get here so we can watch the games with him/her. This time next year, Baby Neighbours will be here and we will be watching the games together. Holy crap.

All I wanna do is...sleep

I’m tired. Chris is tired. Last night, we took turns napping. He watched the dogs while I slept and I cooked dinner while he slept. After we ate and watched Glee (OMG – what a fun show!), I went upstairs to work on school stuff. Except I didn’t. All I could do was read The Bump and Babycenter. This is not a good thing. I’m already an easily distracted person as it is…

Today at work, I’ve been really cold. And tired. I think if I slept for three days straight, I’d still be tired. We have a lot going on at work right now, so it’s hard to stay focused when all you want to do is crawl under your desk and get a few minutes of sleep. There are snuggies in my office and I could easily wrap up in one and doze off. I probably wouldn’t have a job tomorrow, though.

Tonight’s activities include going to Macy’s to pick up Lori’s birthday gift, trying to get the assignments done for at least one of my two classes, and eating dinner at some point. The crazy thing so far with my pregnancy is that I don’t want to eat. I’ll start eating lunch and then two bites in, I am stuffed. Given the present size of my ass, this is probably a good thing. But as long the baby is getting what he or she needs, I am okay with eating less. Kerianne, my FANTASTIC Nurse Practitioner, told me that in the first few months, it’s okay not to gain anything, so that’s what I am doing (hopefully). She also said that if I don’t eat, she doesn’t care. She said drink a lot of water and take the prenatal vitamin. That I can handle.

Officially Official!

We had our first doctor’s appointment today! It was too early to do the ultrasound, but we confirmed that we are, in fact, pregnant and got lots and lots of information. I absolutely love my nurse practitioner, Kerianne, as anyone who knows me is well aware. I think I’m the only person in the world who likes going to my annual gyno appointments because I get to see Kerianne! I cried pretty much the whole appointment. When we checked in, we were asked if we wanted to sign up for Similac coupons, and as I filled out the information, I cried. Then, when we back getting my blood pressure checked and the nurse told me that the urine test was positive and I lost it. I just sobbed and sobbed for like ten minutes. Thank God Chris was there. He’s just the best husband ever. He knew everything to say and do. :)

We got into the appointment with Kerianne. She was so happy and comforting. She answered all our questions, even the stupid ones. (Oh man, we had some stupid ones!) And of course, I cried. Seriously, I couldn’t help it! They were definitely tears of joy. Like I said, the next appointment is the ultrasound – Oct. 1, which is my brother’s birthday. Three weeks…

I bought the first thing for our baby today. A pair of Georgia baby booties. Oh yeah, our kid is going to be decked out! I have no problem being “that” parent that dresses their kid in head-to-toe Georgia.

The First Day

After the initial shock wore off, Chris and I went back to bed. I slept about another hour and then took a shower. Chris was still asleep, so I let the dogs out and spent the next two hours reading everything I could possible find on the web about pregnancy. Might I just say that this is not necessarily a good idea. There are A LOT of crazy people out there.

Once Chris woke up and showered, we headed out to lunch. We went to Longhorn. I wanted to shout it from the rooftops, but of course, I didn’t. We then headed, as all new parents-to-be do, to Babies-R-Us. We looked, but didn’t buy (ummm, hello – we’ve only know we were preggo for like five hours!) and then we headed on to Barnes and Noble. We check out some baby books (Chris was excited by all the pictures of boobs) and then came home. I was exhausted. Damn, shopping is tiring.

Chris and I trying to figure out how and when to tell our parents. I want to soon – like now – but Chris says wait. Yeah, I will probably win this go around. I am thinking that, since Saturday is Grandparent’s Day, that would be a perfect time to tell them. Chris says wait a few more weeks. Whatever. I’m sending my mom a Grandparent’s Day card. We’ll see if she gets the hint.

Just the two of us?

At about 6:45 this morning, I found out I was pregnant. Is it fitting that today is Labor Day? They say it’s best to pee first thing in the morning, so I knew as soon as I’d wake up today, I’d take the test. It’s not that I was sure I was, but I wasn’t sure I wasn’t. Does that make any sense? As soon as I took the test, the line appeared. It was really interesting to watch it appear. First of all, it’s really early in the morning, so I thought, “Am I awake? Am I seeing things?” But, no, I wasn’t seeing things and yes, I was awake. In fact, I woke up real quick! I sat on the bench in my bathroom just looking at the test for a few minutes before I woke up Chris. Chris, poor Chris, was up late playing video games. I don’t think he came to bed until well after 4AM and there I go waking him up with a pee stick in hand waving it in his face less than three hours later. But in usual Chris fashion, he was awesome. I thought, just knowing us, that I’d be the calm one and he’d be the nervous one, but nope. It was totally the other way around. I just kept saying, “Oh my God, we’re going to have a baby!” over and over again. I felt sick. I think it was more nerves than anything. And Chris just kept rubbing my head and kissing my cheek. He’s the best husband ever.

So, I’m pregnant. And sometime in May (according to TheBump.com’s due date estimater), we will have a baby. Wow. That’s crazy, huh?

Now it’s a little after 8AM and Chris has run out to grab us some breakfast and I decided I needed to write. I’m not a journal-keeping kind of girl and everyone I know has a blog, so why shouldn’t I? I haven’t decided how to tell my mom. Or Chris’s folks. I don’t think we will for a few days. My best friend Emily is coming over a little later today. My other best friend Lori just had her darling daughter on Thursday. In three weeks, Emily, my other best friend Jessica and I are taking a trip to Savannah. Chris wants me to wait eight weeks to tell them. Man, that is going to be HARD. I am not good at not telling things I am excited about. Although, we didn’t tell many people about our house until the week before we moved. Eight weeks isn’t too long, right?