If Morning Sickness= Healthy Baby ours is a champ.

I made a big mistake early in my pregnancy. I said the words "No, I am not feeling sick at all. Maybe I won't get sick", and proceed to have a mild fear that I wasn't really pregnant or that something was wrong because I wasn't feeling too sick. I think that is the equivalent to praying for patience because God answered.

My morning sickness really started to kick in on Sunday, aka Mother's Day. God gave me the gift of reassuring me that I really was pregnant and on my way to being a Mommy. While I had nausea here and there when a wrong smell hit me, this was this fist day I felt yucky ALL DAY, and it seems to have gone down hill from there.

I finally told my one female boss on Tuesday, just because I had to mute myself and sneak out of 2 meetings to go throw up, and I didn't think I would be able to hide it well. I had originally planned to tell my whole team when I went up there in June, right after my first Dr.'s Appt.

I have decided that they call it "Morning sickness" is because it seems like the only respite you have is approximately between the hours of 1-4pm, and the rest of the time (mostly "AM" hours) you are sick. I threw up no less than 6 times between the hours of 12am and 3am this morning, and at 7:45 when I woke up again, I literally started crying because I knew that consciousness equaled throwing up and I couldn't handle throwing up anymore because my head and throat still hurt from the last round.  

Since I had the day off work anyway, because my awesome hubby is remodeling our bathroom this weekend, so I can finally have a bathtub (YAY!!!). I just took two 2-hour naps where I forced down a couple swallows of food in between them. That seemed to work alright.

While I still feel a little nauseated, it isn't so bad, since I am on my 1-4pm break right now, and I slept through the morning round.

One bit of information that I forgot to mention in my earlier posts: You know how I wrote a whole blog post about worrying about giving up Dr. Pepper? All for naught. Two days after implantation, I no longer liked it. I never had a caffeine withdrawal headache, or anything. Since I stopped liking it over a week before I knew I was pregnant, I actually thought they may have changed the formula a little or that maybe our area had a new bottler, because it just tasted weird. So that was one weird first symptom, that made my life a little easier, and took a worry away.

Oh! Here is the first belly picture I promised you. All future ones should be with our new nice camera that the fedex man is supposed to be bringing today! This was taken May 4, at 4.5 weeks.

We made it a week and a half...

FYI- The previous post was written the night we found out (May 1), but I stopped and planned to write more..and didn't. In the future I just need to learn to post it once it's written.

As proof of how good we are at keeping secrets, I made it 12 hours without telling anyone, 24 without telling my parents, and a week and a half without telling the rest of the family. I was just too excited. My logic is, I should tell anyone who we would tell if I miscarried, that way they would still be able to experience the joy first, just in case something did happen. It was pretty sound logic in my opinion (sound enough that I was able to convince my hubby :-) )

So to update on my pregnancy symptoms. I had my first puking session today when Adam made coffee. It was terrible. I was feeling a little queasy this morning, but nothing bad...until he made coffee... and I immediately ran to the bathroom and got rid of the crackers I had just eaten to settle my stomach.

Outside of that my only symptoms so far has been moodiness. It is like PMS on steroids. I go from wanting to kill someone, to wanting to cry, to deliriously happy in the course of 15 minutes. (You can ask my husband, I literally did all of those in that order in about an hour time span today). So this next 9 months is going to be fun....

On another note my boobs are HUGE (for me), but they hurt if I look at them funny. I think I am going to like this part of pregnancy. After 26 years I can finally get cleavage. Yay!

My first doctor's appointment is June 1. I am super excited to see my little sesame seed (that is the size he/she is right now). I am torn because I have to wait so long, but the fact that I get an ultrasound when I go makes up for it a bit.

Well I am going to go eat the hotdog (with cheese...right now I want everything with cheese on it... this is definitely my husband's baby) and veggies (I also can't get enough veggies right now- this baby is definitely mine). 

I will put my first "belly pic"  and pics of the test up soon for people to see. I think I will finally make this public since we have told enough people that will want to follow it.

Two Pink Lines!!!

So obviously this idea of "getting in the habit of blogging before I got pregnant" didn't work out so well. But the good new is... IT FINALLY HAPPENED!!! I took the test tonight and (shockingly) saw two pink lines. I didn't think I was because I got a negative a couple days earlier, and I have convinced myself that I was so many times when I wasn't, I began treating myself like the boy who cried wolf.

After wanting this for my whole life, my first reaction is fear. After a few minutes it was excitement, but fear and shock definitely came first.

The big task now is keeping the secret. Adam says I have to wait til 12 weeks to tell anyone... I am not sure I can wait that long. Hopefully blogging will help.