From the moment you find out that you are pregnant you start looking forward to the ultrasounds, especially the first one. In all honesty, I have been imaging the moment I see my baby and hear my baby's heartbeat for the first time for over a year now...every since we started trying to conceive. I just knew that I would get emotional and start crying, I would admire that little blob on the screen like it is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen and I would be doing this while holding my husbands hand as he admires our baby with me.
However- when does reality ever turn out like you imagined in your dreams?! Never!!
I'm now a little over 7 weeks and I had my first ultrasound yesterday. I was really bummed because Josh had to work and he couldn't be there with me but my sis, Karsyn and mom (the 3 most important women in my life) were all there. After waiting 2 hours, it was finally time to see my baby! I go in and he gets started and there he/she was!! My baby!! After seeing him/her for about 30 secs he asks if I want to hear the heartbeat and hello of course I do?! Then it was "thump thump thump" and then it's over?! The entire ultrasound lasted maybe a minute and half. The radiologist leaves the room and the nurse tells me to get dressed and I'm free to go. SERIOUSLY!? I was beyond my normal level of pissed off. I didn't even get to enjoy listening to my tiny baby's heart, I was too annoyed at how little this guy cared about me and my baby! He knew this was my first ultrasound and he robbed me of everything I been longing for for so long. I asked the nurse before she left the room if she could at least tell me what the heart rate was and she had to look it up in the chart. Shouldn't this have been something the radiologist told me?! I mean he's a doctor and he didn't even tell me if the baby seemed healthy, was a good size, heart rate was normal or anything! Then I left the room and realized I didn't even get a dang picture!! I had to ask for one and the nurse said, "Well if you want one I can get you one." Hello?! That's my baby's first picture why would I not want that?! I'm pretty sure I had high blood pressure when I left there.
My mom and sister were both so excited and sis even teared up...like I had expected to do....but when dreaming of what that moment would be like I didn't account for the raging pregnancy hormones. Or for the rude behavior of the radiologist. Needless to say I plan on going to baby belly for a 4D ultrasound when I'm much further along. If you are pregnant I highly recommend baby belly! They are phenomenal!
Anyway the heart rate was 148...which I've read and heard that that probably means a girl....SCORE!
I'm only 6 weeks into my pregnancy and already I feel like my body has changed so much! 12 hours of sleep at night is simply not enough...I could sleep for at least 16. Today I managed to stay awake all day without napping but that's only because I could not convince Karsyn to take a nap with me. I feel as though I'm constantly being drugged. I've been told that this goes away after the first trimester so I'm counting down the next 6 weeks. Aside from the drowsiness and the nauseousness (I may have made that word up?), which hopefully is about to get better since I now have some Zofran in my possession, my breasts make me want to cry daily.
Right now I'm curious as to what changes more...belly or boobs? First of all if you have ever seen me then you are probably thinking to yourself, "She shouldn't be complaining...she is finally about to get boobs!" But I wake up every morning feeling like I have slept all night with each breast smashed between bricks. They are so sore! Wearing a sports bra is the only thing that helps but, unfortunately, I can't wear one of those in public...even in Letcher County...yuk! I have to admit I am looking forward to having larger breasts for a while....but lets be honest after about 9 months of breast feeding they will be like empty socks that I have to pick up off the floor :((
I'm really not trying to be that grumpy, whiney, can't stop complaining, pregnant woman with crazy hormones. I feel so blessed more and more everyday to be pregnant! And believe it or not I actually love it! I am simply just talking about the not-so-glamorous aspects of pregnancy. I never promised this blog was going to be peachy all the time.
I knew that telling Josh was going to be lots of fun and could be very interesting. Like I said before I'm not very creative. I didn't want to just blurt it out but I didn't have much time to get fancy with something before he got home from work. So I made do with what I had...a gift bag and some tissue. I put the pregnancy tests in a gift bag and when he got home from work I told him I bought him something. He was all, "Oh you really shouldn't have." When he pulled out the tissue paper and seen those tests his face was frozen. He looked at me and said, "Are you pregnant?!" Of course I said yeah and he followed with, "Are you sure? Maybe we should buy a different brand?" After a minute of letting it soak in he was extremely happy and ready to tell the world!
At first we decided to keep it secret for a while...needless to say that lasted less than 10 hours and we told my parents. The next day we told Jim and Julie and after I went to the doctor on Wednesday everyone else was soon to follow. Secrets can't be kept in this small town anyway so whats the point in even trying?
I can't imagine spending my life with anyone other than Josh. He is such a wonderful husband and I can only imagine what an excellent father he is going to be. I know there will be times when we mess up as parents but I'm looking forward to the challenge. As long as we have each other for support and God to lean on I know we will make it through.
God has blessed us with this little miracle inside of me,there is no question about it and we promise to raise all our children to believe and follow the word of God.
I have decided to start a blog about my first pregnancy. I don't consider myself much of a creative writer but I figured the blog would give me something to do and maybe other woman out there can relate to what I'm saying. If you like reading my blog I think you "follow" me to make comments and such....not exactly sure how that works?! So far I'm 5 weeks and 4 days, which makes my due date May 19th.
Finding Out
After almost 15 months of no birth control and trying to conceive, I was, as you can imagine, a little anxious to take a pregnancy test after my missed period! I couldn't leave the house to buy one because I had Karsyn and no car seat so my best friend in the entire world, my sister, stopped and bought me one. I know right? Why just one? Needless to say she made another trip to get more because who can trust the accuracy of one test??
Even though peeing on a stick doesn't seem like the most thrilling activity in the world I had never been more excited to do anything in my life! The box says it should take about 2 minutes to get results but God knew my heart might explode in 2 minutes so it changed in about 15 seconds! That + sign brought more joy to my life than I could have ever imagined. I screamed so loud my friends in Lexington probably heard me! I'm so glad my sister (& Karsyn) were there with me to dance, shout, and cry from excitement! I have to say that moment in my bathroom was the most memorable and happiest moment of my entire life...and yes I have thought about it and I'm sure it was that moment.
