week 12!

So I officially hit week 12! Hooray! I feel good overall, except for a minor bit of moodiness, exhaustion and weird hot flashes in my feet and legs sometimes.

We've started to spread the news at work. It's funny...I'm so early on in my mind that I feel almost embarassed when people congratulate me. I just feel a little bit like I'm not "really very pregnant yet". This is an odd feeling, considering, um, you either are...or aren't.

So here we are. Week 12. The book says I should be able to feel my uterus expanding if I feel my stomach. I truly only feel my extra padding and a little bit of bloating which I attribute to eating too much cheese.

Hmm. My new favorite foods are egg white omelets and toast with butter. this has been my dinner the past 2 nights. I have essentially stopped feeding my husband. I also think I would die today if I ate rice pudding or steak. How on earth did I have that week of rice pudding and steak? Blerg.

11 weeks and a-ok

went to doc. life is good. waylon is growing growing! heart's beating great, but we couldn't hear it because my uterus is too far back or something. I go back in 4 weeks for next visit. All is well! Time to make the stuffing!

Happy Thanksgiving!

time for another doctor appt

I go back for my second appointment tomorrow. I'll be 11 weeks along, almost 12, I think. I'm very ready for first tri to be over so I can run shouting through the hills: "I'm having a baby!"

ok, maybe not through any hills, but i'm tired of being all secret girl.

and also, my pants dont' feel like buttoning.

week 10!

lots to update. I'm exhausted, excited and all food of lots and lots and lots of food. I'm in florida for a work conference. I got to see Malcolm Gladwell speak today, but i was falling asleep before the Q & A, so I snuck off for a nap. Then a HUGE steak dinner and a lot of work.

I told my boss and coworker tonight about the news. I figured I couldn't go much longer since I'm very conspicuously not drinking wine at our fancy dinners. They both have kids, and were really excited. My bosses' first words were " take every friday off for a while and take the longest maternity leave you can. At least 12 weeks, you deserve it."

wow. so that's awesome. I'm relieved by that.

and my head hurts. And I'm getting pretty puffy.

monday

ok, so its time for a not so complainy post. I'm slowly slowly letting out the secret, but very slowly. I'm bubbling over with excitement and a weird apprehension. I want to run screaming and tell EVERYONE, but I'm afraid to. I almost feel like I should be keeping a list. Hmm. My next appointment is the day before thanksgiving. I'll be 11 weeks. If all goes well, I think I'll tell everyone at work the next week. MAYBE. I still sort of like the secret part, just in case.

But either way, I'm really excited. I don't feel totally sick all the time, it just goes in waves when I don't eat enough. and hell, it feels mostly like a hangover, and I'm practiced at that.

according to one of the many many e-newsletters I get every day, I have 220 days to go in this pregnancy. We've graduated from blastocyst to embryo and we're now a fetus! I also found a mutual friend of one of my best friends is due 1 week before me. she's one of my favorite happy people. She hollered a famous line to me that helped me embrace my divorce : "You get a DO-over!! You get a DO-over!"

It worked. and as it turns out, 8 years later, I sure did get a do-over. Life is great. I went to a baby shower yesterday at a fancy house and didn't feel any twinge of "hey this house is fancier than mine" because...while my house needs tons of progress, I just plain like my life. I like my husband a whole whole lot. I like my job. I like myself. I'm ok. and I'm really excited to think about having a baby person to share in our lives. We're starting to talk about making decisions "for our family", and doing things "as a family." It's really exciting stuff.

sunday

here we are. almost week 9. sick as a dog. can only keep down crackers and white rice. here's hoping this last exactly no more days. can't stay this sick all week.