It's only just begun...

Tuesday 7:22pm May 30th
Day 22, still. Only 244 days to go. Today was not so fun. I am bloated and gassy and crampy and nauseous. I am lucking out with all the symptoms. Of course when I feel so crappy, I worry more that something is wrong. Are you really supposed to be so crampy? I am way past the embryo implantation stage, so unless I am really sensitive to my uterus stretching, I don’t get it. I’m not hungry for dinner-which Keith is nice enough to make tonight, but I am going to eat anyway. I don’t want our wiggle worm to starve.

Beating Heart

Tuesday 8:20am May 30th
Day 22- Week Six. Sometime today our baby’s heart will start to beat. It’s so exciting! I can’t wait to actually be able to hear it. We have our first prenatal visit on June 19th. I have a lot of worries and concerns to ask the doctor about. All the books I read really stress me out about what could go wrong. But as of now, I’m just trying to be optimistic. Keith is treating me a little like I’m disabled and is getting kind of bossy. We had to have a chat about it yesterday. Hopefully that’ll stop quickly. I get a feeling he’s practicing his Daddy skills!

Day 21-Sober but Hysterical

Monday 9:18am May 29th

Day 21- Ohmagosh- my boobs hurt so bad! It’s really strange to be so very aware of your anatomy. My left one is much larger than my right. I hope they even out.

On the topic of baby’s anatomy- The finishing touches are being put on the heart today and the eyes are going to be formed soon. Still about a 1/8th of an inch long. My body, the creator. Now I truly am an artist! (Hopefully not like Picasso)

The cramps are mostly gone, and I’m not sick at all. I am, however, prone to fits of uncontrollable, somewhat inappropriate, laughing fits. I mean, laugh until you sob and gag, laughing.

Last night we went to a BBQ for Memorial Day. It’s weird to be in a place where everyone but you is drinking. Especially since I used to be the Queen of drinkers. Drunky Sue, as my husband would call me. I have a plethora of juicy, seltzery drinks that I keep in tow. But still- It’s a little strange. Although I admit it feels great to be able to maintain a conversation and not be so dull and dulled. That is, when I’m not sobbing.

I have a lot of work to do today around the house. We have another BBQ to attend today and I am hoping to finish some stuff in the nursery today. And make room for me to set up a painting studio in the office. I am trying to decide on a mural for the baby’s room. What do you think- “Where The Wild Things Are”? Vote now of forever hold your peace.

First tentative documentation of the discovery of babyland

Saturday 10:59pm 5/27/06

My sis suggested I write a blog documenting my first go at pregnancy. I couldn’t imagine that anyone wants to know. But maybe I will want to look back on it someday.

It’s around day 19- which means I am about 5 1/2 weeks prego. I found out last Monday, May 22 after we arrived home from Magic Mt. A little stressed about the rides we went on unknowingly, but it seems no damage was done.

Keith and I decided to start trying, or at least stop preventing on April 6th 2006. So you can see, we’re more fertile than we expected.

I was nauseous for a few days, major headache, distracted, bloated and fatigued but other than that- I feel great! It’s funny because despite all the symptoms I just mentioned, I don’t feel pregnant. I didn’t really think I was, in fact I was convinced I wasn’t. Now even after the confirming words from a nurse…I still feel like peeing in a cup, just to be sure.

All the books say to be optimistic, so we are starting to prep the house. Partially for the Mother in Law coming to stay with us in July…But also for the baby. We already have a donated stroller and bassinette. So It was a matter of disassembling the loft bed and moving my painting supplies to the office. We have a lot of work ahead of us.

I was having some cramping, which led me to call the nurse. You can never get a doctor on the phone. She said it was normal and advised me, nonchalantly, to go to the ER if I start bleeding and passing matter because they would want to be sure I was miscarrying properly. Nice. Yeah, I would hate to do it wrong.

Keith grabbed me in the kitchen while I was making dinner last night and we danced cheek to cheek for a while. He is a better lead now than ever. Maybe knowing he will be a dad soon is making him take charge. Whatever, it was very romantic.

I need rest and so does our tadpole. So this is it. I hope I didn’t bore you too much.