Where babies come from.
Here we are at week 10.5. This week has been a pain on my body. I still have cramps (Dr. says cramps + no blood = Okay), I am exhausted, and I really don't have much of an appetite. Furthemore, a full nights sleep is a distant memory and the smell triggers for feeling pukey have expanded their repetroire. I'm looking forward to getting out of this bloated, pants don't fit, blech stage and onto something that is outwardly productive - ugly maternity cloths.
Emotionally this week has been pretty darn cool. We heard a heartbeat on Friday (170 beats per minute, I think)! We have an ultrasound appt and more blood tests (genetic testing) on August 14th. It'll will be super cool to see how much the blob has grown and changed in the time since we saw it last (at 6 weeks). Everything feels a bit more real and our excitement is growing.
We are leaving Boston this Thursday for a trip to Rochester and Kentucky. The Kentucky trip is officially dubbed: "the trip in which we tell the family". The Rochester trip will be the same, for those that have not already been told.
Sharing this surprising news has been fun and a bit interesting. We quickly found that it was way more fun to tell people in person because their faces mimics our hearts. We were shocked! They were shocked! We were all shocked! We decided from the start that Rob's family would be told in person during our trip to Kentucky. They are going to flip and really, who wants to miss that?! My extended family and close friends that live in Rochester will be told during this trip as well. Some of these folks are friends that I've known since grade school, so sharing the news will be hilarious. Although I'm not the first hometown girl to get knocked up (Amy and Charlie have that distinction), I am thesecond THIRD! I forgot about Brian and Becky (due in October!).
I have also begun telling the people I work with. This has been...ummm.. uncomfortable. Mostly because there is this realization that passes between me and whoever I'm sharing the news with. The realization is that - um - yes - um - I'm having a baby and yes - um - yes - that means I have sex. (Mom, Dad, close your eyes. It's not true, none of it.) They inevitably ask if it was planned and I, being the good doobie I am cannottellalie, answer that it wasn't. There is another realization that passes over their eyes. Ohhh, she is not only having sex, she is irresponsible about her sex.
Yes, this could all be in my head. But I'd venture to bet that its not. It's actually quite a funny exchange of information.
Emotionally this week has been pretty darn cool. We heard a heartbeat on Friday (170 beats per minute, I think)! We have an ultrasound appt and more blood tests (genetic testing) on August 14th. It'll will be super cool to see how much the blob has grown and changed in the time since we saw it last (at 6 weeks). Everything feels a bit more real and our excitement is growing.
We are leaving Boston this Thursday for a trip to Rochester and Kentucky. The Kentucky trip is officially dubbed: "the trip in which we tell the family". The Rochester trip will be the same, for those that have not already been told.
Sharing this surprising news has been fun and a bit interesting. We quickly found that it was way more fun to tell people in person because their faces mimics our hearts. We were shocked! They were shocked! We were all shocked! We decided from the start that Rob's family would be told in person during our trip to Kentucky. They are going to flip and really, who wants to miss that?! My extended family and close friends that live in Rochester will be told during this trip as well. Some of these folks are friends that I've known since grade school, so sharing the news will be hilarious. Although I'm not the first hometown girl to get knocked up (Amy and Charlie have that distinction), I am the
I have also begun telling the people I work with. This has been...ummm.. uncomfortable. Mostly because there is this realization that passes between me and whoever I'm sharing the news with. The realization is that - um - yes - um - I'm having a baby and yes - um - yes - that means I have sex. (Mom, Dad, close your eyes. It's not true, none of it.) They inevitably ask if it was planned and I, being the good doobie I am cannottellalie, answer that it wasn't. There is another realization that passes over their eyes. Ohhh, she is not only having sex, she is irresponsible about her sex.
Yes, this could all be in my head. But I'd venture to bet that its not. It's actually quite a funny exchange of information.
posted by Bookish Wendy at 12:25 PM
5 Comments:
Hahaha, the trip to tell the family... Mine was from Oregon to Wisconsin, across Canada -- so memorable for 1) beauty 2) having our car ransacked and our selves searched at the border by Customs ("welcome home"). Upon arriving at Mom's, I was immediately sequestered and grilled (not-then-DH and I had the additional feature of being, yeah, not married). Poor not-then-DH was entertained by the cleaning lady!
I've been pregnant three times and all three were different in the what I could tolerate and when -- hopefully, your appetite will return soon and you'll start to feel a little better. For some things, it may take a while... I've only just had my first taste (yes, it was only a taste) of french onion soup in almost 22 years!
Take care and be good to yourself.
Who asks a coworker if it was planned unless they're superclose?!? That seems a little forward! Geez, people.
I agree with Emily. WHO askes that? My BFF told me she was trying and I was weirded out, since that basically meant she was having unprotected sex... a coworker? Nevah. :)
Hope the trips are FUN. I love face-to-face reactions.
i remember when tim and sue got pregnant and all i could say was "how did that happen" over and over...it was the sheer shock of me not even imaginging they would be having a baby...let alone sex. it's amazing what a bit of perspective a few years can give. also...i've seen some darn hip maternity clothes these days, i think you should be excited for them...a new wardrobe :))
hey, i know i'm way behind. but a coworker -- this guy that i've had lunch with a few times but otherwise don't really interact with told me the other day that his wife and he were trying to get pregnant. i didn't ask by the way -- he just told me -- and i of course got the visual -- which i really don't need. now everytime i see him, .... well you know...AND I CAN NOT HELP IT!
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