7 Week Poll!

I have found this weekly poll in other people's baby blogs.......and I am going to be a copy cat and steal it! Once I get my digital camera I will include pics with it as well!!

How far along? 7 weeks and 2 days!
Total weight gain/loss: down 3 pounds.
Maternity clothes? Nope.
Stretch marks? None......yet
Sleep: Oh my God, that's all I want to do. I am asleep more than I am awake
Best moment this week: I discovered I can eat Chicken and Rice Pilaf without wanting to throw it up
Movement: None
Food cravings: Not much, other than Chicken and Rice
Gender: I have no idea
Labor Signs: Nope
Belly Button in or out? In
What I miss: Drinking and staying up past 8:30 PM on a Saturday
What I am looking forward to: My ultrasound next week
Weekly Wisdom: Eat more Chicken and Rice
Milestones: hmm, I can't think of any

I think they are on to us......

Every since Jason and I were married we have been getting peppered with questions and comments like "when are you two having a baby" and "you know, your not getting any younger, your biological clock is ticking". My typical response three weeks ago (before finding out I was pregnant) was an uncomfortable giggle and usually something along the lines of "not any time in the near future". But since finding out I am going to be a mom, I haven't told any of my friends. Only my parents and Jason parents know our little secret. Lately, I have been asking my friends who have kids, questions that hint to the fact that there is a bun in the oven. At the time, I honestly think I am being discreet with my questions. Hind sight being 20/20 I guess I am a bit obvious. Maybe it was a red flag when I asked which breast pump they would recommend!! Also, I have had to soften up my responses to the baby questions that we have gotten over the last three weeks. I have a feeling that a few of our friends are on to us. I am waiting for the day when the light goes on in their heads and their realize we are expecting. I waiting for the question (although worded more like a statement) "you two are having a baby, aren't you??!" Those words will stop me dead in my tracks, like a deer in the headlights. Ahh, I can't not wait until we are out of the first trimester to let the cat out of the bag. Then I won't have to play this silly charade that I am not pregnant

I don't think I really thought this through.....

There is no turning back now! It hit me like a ton of bricks this morning that I will actually have to give birth to this baby! Child birth has been my biggest fear my entire life. I can handle spiders, I have no fear of heights and scary movies don't have anything on me. But child birth??!? Apparently, I didn't think this through before I got knocked up. Since finding out I am pregnant I have started reading up on child birth and labor......let's just say it scared the crap out of me even more. There is nothing glamorous about having a baby!

I guess I will have to suck it up when I go into labor and act like a big girl. Seriously, women have been giving birth since the beginning of time under worse conditions. I guess I need to view it as a right of passage in order to become a mom.

I had my first Ultrasound!!

I scheduled my first ultrasound on Friday April 17, 2009 (which is also my 28th birthday!). I found out my estimated due date is December 14, 2009 and I am 5 weeks and 5 days pregnant!!

I could hardly sleep the night before. I had a wide variety of emotions before hand. Needless to say I had never been that nervous in my life. I was so afraid that I would oversleep and miss my chance to get a glimpse of my growing baby inside me. I picked out and ironed my clothes the night before, set two alarms and had my keys and medical papers waiting for me at the door. I think I woke up every hour on the hour convinced I slept through my appointment. Finally, 6:00 A.M. rolled around and I began getting ready. I left the house a half hour early in anticipation that I would get lost on my way to my appointment. I definitely arrived early but I was went to the wrong room!! I didn't realize I was waiting in the wrong doctors office until 15 minutes past my appointment time!! So much for being prepared!! After I sorted out the confusion I quickly headed to the correct doctors office and they saw me immediately.

Unfortunately I got stuck with the least personable ultrasound tech in the state of Texas. She was very cold and not helpful at all. Actually, she down right freaked me out!! While doing the ultrasound she told me a few times she couldn't find the yolk sac. She then asked if I had any cramping, bleeding or if I thought I might have miscarried. I thought I was going to lose it when I heard the dreaded word of "miscarry". I answered no to all three and finally she found the yolk sac. Once she did find my baby she mentioned in a not so reassuring tone that my baby was very, very small and the heart rate was only 100 beats per minute. The only think I could remember from the baby book I am reading is that baby's heart rates should be somewhere around 150. I asked her if everything looked ok and her response was "I am not at liberty to answer your questions. You need to speak with your doctor." Basically, that's when I started to freak out. I wasn't scheduled to see my doctor for another hour and a half so I had a long time to sit and think.......and freak out!!

Thankfully when I finally met with my doctor she put me at ease. She told me I am progressing normally and I should not worry. I specifically asked her about the low heart rate and she assured me it was perfect for how far along I am. She said I was lucky to see the heart rate that early on and during the 6th week the ideal heart rate is between 90-110 beats per minute. Those were the best words I heard all day!! To ease my mind she scheduled me for a second ultrasound on Friday May 8 (which is three weeks away). Thank goodness!!

Hibernation Sounds Like a Good Idea.....

Unfortunately, I will not be one of those women who skate through their pregnancy without any symptoms other than great skin and shinny hair. I can already tell I will be the opposite! Six weeks into my pregnancy my skin looks horrible and my once shinny hair has now turned to hay. I also have morning sickness for 21 out of the 24 hours in a day. Even with the few flares up throughout the day where I think I might die, the permanent nauseated feeling is manageable.

What I can't handle is the constant tiredness I have felt nonstop since finding out I was pregnant! I would be happy if I could hibernate for 9 months and wake up just before the baby arrives. I seriously feel like I took 5 boxes of NyQuil and I'm trying my best to stay awake. Saturday night I went to bed at 6 P.M. Yes, 6 P.M. and I didn't wake up until the following morning at 9 A.M. During the week I am excited to come home after work because I know I have my comfy king size bed waiting for me. I hope my tiredness passes soon and doesn't last the whole pregnancy. Hmmm, maybe I should rethink this......it might be best if I take advantage of my freedom to sleep when I want now. Once the baby is here it will be a completely different story!!

So, I guess I am going to be a mom!!

Sunday April 5th, 2009 was an eventful day to say the least. It was filled with many emotions. The night before Jason and I were out with friends and I kept telling him “I don’t feel good, some thing's not right with me. I think I might throw up.” We came home early that night due to my ill feelings. The following morning I decided to take the one pregnancy test I had stored under our bathroom sink. Like every other time I have taken a pregnancy test, I was expecting to see a negative sign. I didn’t even have the time to put the test down before a positive sign came up!! I think at that instant my brain stopped processing information. In total disbelief, I fished the E.P.T. box out of the trash to verify that a plus really meant a plus!! Sure enough, I was pregnant! I grabbed the test and took off running to tell Jason the good news. He was outside with the dogs and I yelled for him to come inside. I could tell he was annoyed that I made him walk all of 25 feet to get inside. Once he was close enough I showed him the test and told him I was pregnant. His demeanor quickly changed and his response was “good, let's hope it's a boy” and then he gave me a huge smile. In true Jason style, he did ask if it was his.

About 5 minutes later I decided that Jason should take me out to El Tapatio for a breakfast taco. We didn’t speak much at breakfast. I think he mentioned we need to start researching daycares and I mentioned that I didn’t want to know the sex of the baby. We were in a daze of our own thoughts, fears and emotions.

On Monday I called the Doctors office to set up my first appointment. I will be seeing Dr. Shoemaker at 10:30 on Thursday. I am anxious and excited at the same time! I can’t wait for verification from the doctor that every thing's ok.