Theory

I've been nauseous constantly for awhile. (Lucky me. After I told everyone I'd been feeling fine. I jinxed myself. Damn.) Initially, I only noticed it in Josh's truck -- I blamed it on his race car driver habits and just the truck in general. Now though, it has spread to my car too. Great. I get carsick. I've also given up on eating anything while in a moving vehicle. Oh well.

I came up with a theory though. Josh doesn't like it AT ALL. I tease him that I get sick in cars now because the baby is anti-car. He says I'm crazy and "poisoning our baby with negative car thoughts" (thanks for telling him about that, Tina.)

Either way, I find my theory entertaining.

Much too long

I say I hate roller coasters. (I'm sure you're like, "That's nice, nutball, but where's this going?") I actually don't mind them. The wait in line, though, I am not a fan of. Whether I'm in line for 1 minute or 20 minutes, I do an excellent job of freaking myself out. Roller coasters aren't the only thing that I do a good job at freaking myself out about. Frequently, I give myself migraines worrying about events (P-T conferences, life in general) and then the minute the event starts, my migraine is gone.

That said, I am doing an excellently amazing job worrying about all things baby these days. I am pretty sure that this is because I don't even see a doctor until November. Damn those initial 10-12 weeks!

As my list of questions that I have grows, I am also more and more convinced that they make you wait that long for the initial visit to torture you and make you sort of crazy, thinking that making you crazy will help get you through the end result. ;)

Chew toys? ;)

My brother makes me smile.

He called (late) last night to check in and see what my parents said about our news. He also needed to tell me that he had dibs on babysitting and told me not to buy any "chew toys," that he's in charge of those.

I knew he meant teething stuff and not really chew toys, but he made sure I didn't think he was going to get the baby dog toys. It made me giggle.

FINALLY!!!!

This will be a long post because I've been storing up some posts for over a week now, because we were trying to keep a secret. But now....I can post them all! Yay! Here goes...


Tuesday, September 9th, 2008
So....last night I took a test that I thought had negative results, later though, they looked positive. I took another one this afternoon and....

POSITIVE!!!!!!!!

And then I cried. I didn't expect to be that sort. I should have known though, as all over the place I am emotionally these days.


Thursday, September 18th, 2008
We've gotten the official test results from the doctor that confirms that all those sticks I peed on were correct. YAY! Since then, we've told some friends because I'm pretty sure we'd explode if we didn't tell anyone until we got the chance to tell our parents.

On Saturday, we went to FMCT to see Little Shop of Horrors ~ Maggie was the assistant director, her brother Ivan played the lead, and Jason was in the pit band. Maggie is so excited about our news that she hugs me and then my stomach (Baby's first hug!! ...and then Josh rolled his eyes).

Tomorrow, we go to Enderlin to tell my parents. I will be so glad when our parents know. I was relieved that when I called home that Tanner answered the phone so I didn't have to try and avoid telling my mom!

Saturday, we will tell Josh's parents. :) He's been having a hard time keeping it a secret. He's been avoiding phone calls as well. He told Shannon last weekend, but swore her to secrecy.

This weekend can't get here fast enough!


Saturday, September 20th, 2008

Well, everyone knows. I don't have that feeling that I may explode if I don't tell people anymore. I am so glad our parents know. We were afraid to tell too many people for fear that they'll tell someone and our parents would hear it from someone besides us. How bad would that suck?

I told Josh that I wouldnt believe it was all real until 2 tests said so. Even after that it was still surreal. Getting "official" results from the doctors office helped. As news spreads, it becomes more and more real.

And I get more anxious. I need to pray for some patience! ;)

A Baby Story. I have this strange love for it.

I don't know if anyone else has noticed this, but there is nothing on tv between 1 and 2 p.m. This leads me to watch A Baby Story on TLC. When the show ends, I have many hours to contemplate what I've seen and by the time Josh gets home, I am very vocal (big surprise, huh) about my opinion on things.

Thank God that he's patient and nods and smiles at the appropriate times. That's why I love him. ;)

When it's cold outside

More rules that I was reminded of today:
* No flip flops once it gets cold.
* A jacket must be worn outside at all times. As well as thick socks, shoes, and whatever other outerwear is deemed necesary.

Only a crazy person thinks they can come between me and my flip flops.

Sneaky Like A Hippo

I just realized that I'm guessing that one of those rules will be that I'm not allowed to have any Cherry Coke til after the fact. Sad sad sad.

I'll just have to be sneaky about it. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight, we all know how good I am at that.

Rules, shmules.

It is so hard not to get your hopes up. I'm trying to keep an "it is what it is" attitude, but we'll see how far that goes. Secretly though, my heart is hopeful ;)

Josh came up with more rules.

*No standing on anything. EVER. (In my defense, sometimes I just like to know what it feels like to see things from higher than 5'9"...)

There were others that I wish I had written down when he said them, but of course I didn't. Mostly because I was telling him that the first time that he leaves me alone for an extended period of time, I was going to break all the rules.

*Some rules from forever ago include that I'm not allowed to leave the F-M area at all while pregnant, unless I'm with someone. (A chaperone!) Apparently, my chances of being one of those pregnant people stranded or driven off the road are higher than those of your average pregnant person.