A lime?!

Well since I messed up my dates and how far along I am, I need to do the 11 week update today because tomorrow I start my 12th week already! Tim says it is going by slow, but I am glad it isn't flying by just yet. I need time to prepare! I must say that even though by the end of the day I feel like garbage, I have been pretty lucky. I haven't thrown up (even though I thought for sure a few times I was going to) at all. Friday we went shopping in the early hours for black friday sales... not that I needed any big ticket items- it is a tradition I couldn't ruin. In Target, the line was clear around the entire store to check out. While my mom waited I REALLY wanted a starbucks carmel apple spice, so I got in that line. I swear that line moved slower than the check out line- literally! I was 3 people from the front and got extremely ill... ran to the bathroom to only be more disgusted and ran out. I sat down to eat some crackers and drink water- just a few minutes later my mother was telling me it was almost our turn to check out! I couldn't believe it was less than 30 minutes! We got lucky in all the stores not having to wait in long lines... and I got lucky only getting sick that one time.

Back on track now- according to thebump.com itty bitty is the size of a lime! (weighing in at only the equivalent to 7 paper clips- according to one of my books). We went from a prune to a lime in a week! (Maybe that isn't that big of a difference, but since I have never been up close and personal with a prune, I think it is.)

Your fetus currently enjoys a 1:1 ratio between body and head, and has skin so transparent that blood vessels show right through it. But fingers and toes are no longer webbed, and hair follicles, tooth buds, and nail beds are forming -- setting up a significantly more attractive future.

On the babyzone due date club, we posted predictions on the baby size and hair etc. I have already declared itty bitty probably will be born with little to no hair. It's ok because that means I won't have a lot of heartburn.

Here are my guesses:
Gender: boy
Weight at birth: 7lbs 4oz (I just picked a random number)
Height at birth: 18.5'' (again, random number)
Pain med: I'd like to say no epidural- we will see.
Hair or no hair: not much if any

Tomorrow I have my 2nd doctor's appointment. The one where they drain me of all the blood I have and expect me to not fall out of my chair. Then give me a flu shot. THIS should be a real good time... After that I will post my 12 week update- with a picture hopefully. 

Maybe the ticker isn't wrong?

I've decided that since my Dr did not change my due date, that I am really 11 weeks 4 days like my ticker says.. not 11 weeks. I have asked the opinion of a few others on this and they agree that since the due date didn't change, then I am 11 weeks 4 days. I can't believe how fast it is going by already. I haven't even started printing out the belly pictures for my belly book. It is supposed to have weekly pictures but I haven't even taken pictures every week! This is still surreal to me. I am going to have to sit down and use my brain to figure out what belly picture goes with what week now since we started taking pictures on Saturdays to make it easier (because I THOUGHT that was when my weeks were starting...)

So why haven't I updated this thing in a week? I had 3 days off this week after all and I still had no energy to do anything. In fact, I am laying on the couch enjoying my last day to be a bum before having to get back to lesson plans and what not tomorrow. BLAH But I did make a new recipe this week and I did end up baking cookies for thanksgiving. For now, those things have to go in my other blog. Once everyone knows the news I will be combining the topics into this blog I think...who knows I might change my mind.

Roscoe is wanting to go outside now and I need to upload pictures to the computer. Once pictures are uploaded I will do a weekly update.

This little baby is going to have a cousin!

We found out this weekend that Tim's brother Mike and his wife Sarah are going to have a baby girl May 24... just 3 weeks before I am due! Cousins that are the same age! Even though we don't live in the same state and don't get to see them often, hopefully we can find a way to make trips more often. Too bad they don't know yet that there will be a cousin shortly after they welcome their little girl! I wanted to burst out with the news today but I kept quiet... good thing we were chatting through text when she asked me when we were going to start trying! Congratulations Mike and Sarah! We can't wait to meet the baby! And plan trips to see each other!

The ticker is wrong...

I just realized that the ticker on the bottom of the page is wrong. I am guessing most people haven't even seen the ticker and it is really just there for me. It says that I am 10 weeks 5 days and according to the baby's measurement I am 10 weeks 1 day. The reason the ticker is wrong is because the doctor did not adjust my due date since it was only a few days off. So based on my period, I am 10 weeks 5 days. Based on the baby measurement, I am 10 weeks 1 day. I have such a bad memory I am going to lose track! Good thing I have multiple tickers floating around to help me out!

I am thinking we will have the baby June 18... to bring this whole relationship full circle, since we started dating on June 18. What do you think?

I couldn't be any luckier

I need to do a post about my amazing husband Tim. I have always said he was amazing and I was extremely lucky to have him. And this pregnancy is just proving that further. He is by far the most amazing guy I have ever met and does everything for me. Laundry needs to be done- he does it. Dinner needs to be cooked when I am not feeling up to cooking- he makes something. Pencils need to be sharpened for school- he does it. House needs to be cleaned... ok well he does the bathrooms for me (which is really all I ask). If I am sick or tired he doesn't care if I go to bed without him (of course this just means he gets to play his xbox longer...) and will try to do everything to make me feel better. I have been rather emotional lately and cry over pretty much anything- he is always right there to try to make me feel better. If I want something to eat, he gets it. And it isn't only these things that he DOES for me. But the fact that we don't really fight. Maybe, possibly, I might get mad at him for something stupid but he NEVER fights back with me. I can't tell you how many pregnant women have posted on message boards about their husbands or significant others being a jerk for this reason or that. Saying mean things, not being supportive, etc. I am so lucky to say that my husband is NOT one of those guys.  I can't even put into words how appreciative I am for him and everything that he does. And I can not wait to see how amazing of a daddy he will be! I love you Tim and I don't know where I would be without you!

Us in Disney this past summer

Itty Bitty and development

You may be thinking...where did this "itty bitty" name come from... A friend of mine and I were reading about someone's disney vacation and this person announced they were pregnant and they nicknamed their baby "Smudge" because it looked like a smudge on the ultrasound. We immediately decided that whenever I got pregnant we would NOT nickname our baby something ridiculous. And so we came up with itty bitty. And this baby is in fact, itty bitty (at least for now). I just started week 10 yesterday- according to the first ultrasound we had, and I am sticking to those dates. And according to thebump.com itty bitty is now the size of

a prune!
With bones and cartilage starting to form and vital organs beginning to function, baby is making major progress. Body length will almost double in the next three weeks, and arm joints are now working. (Soon, legs will start working too.)

I love that they compare it to food. It makes it so easy to figure out the size. What is crazy is that something the size of a prune is causing me to feel sick! But I can't complain, I have been a lot better off than most people. I haven't actually thrown up at all (this could be due to my severe fear of throwing up and doing anything and everything to avoid it) and I can usually sleep through the sickness (as long as I am not at work).
I can't believe we are 10 weeks already!! Only 30 more to go!

Telling people

If you are reading this, then you know the news. Unfortunately, the day that I am writing this not many people know the news just yet. We are waiting until Christmas to tell pretty much everyone. I am going crazy trying to keep it a secret! I have had to tell a couple people at work (my boss included) due to circumstances beyond my control. I can't wait until we can tell everyone! We told my parents about a week before their 30th anniversary. We gave them a picture frame with a poem in it about us being pregnant. They loved it! We called Tim's mom that night to let her know as well (she was having a bad week- good news was needed and what better news to share). We sent her a picture message of the pregnancy tests. After 5 or more minutes she realized what the picture was and was excited. It is hard to hide it at work because, well, I look bigger than usual. Luckily no one has asked me yet if I am pregnant (I had 2 teachers ask me last year if I was pregnant, after JUST getting married and JUST losing weight!) but I do wear a fleece jacket pretty much every day to ensure I am covered. A couple weeks prior to me finding out I was pregnant, one of my students rubbed my stomach, as if I were pregnant. I asked her what she was doing and she looked at me like "well what do you think I am doing?" I said K there is nothing in there but some food... her response... "there's not?!"... apparently she knew there was a baby settling before I did! I have a few smart girls in my class and it is only a matter of time before THEY figure out what is going on. They may figure it out before my coworkers. You would be surprised how much intuition these kids have.... and how good their ears are when you think they aren't listening to you talk!

One more month..

A grand adventure is about to begin....

Ok... realistically this adventure began on Oct 17...but since I am just starting this blog today, we will have to back track. Let's just start off with the background information. I was 99% sure there was no chance we were pregnant yet. In fact we weren't even "trying"... we just weren't preventing. I don't have time to stress about when I ovulate or anything that would help me to "time things perfectly" and I really didn't want to turn it into a job. So we didn't. In fact, we didn't so much so that I was planning in December to start actively trying- when things calmed down slightly with work.

We went to Buffalo for my best friend's wedding. Of course I was due to start my period that week- what timing! I hadn't been regular since getting off birth control so didn't think anything of the fact that I had cramps for days. Two days before the wedding, while getting our nails done (the bride, the other MOH, and myself) the other MOH says something about Ashley (the bride) having gone to a psychic at some point and the psychic saying that her best friend would be pregnant at the wedding. The other MOH wasn't pregnant so they were trying to figure out if I was (by seeing if I would drink any wine- which I don't even like but had a sip for kicks). Now, I don't usually even think twice about what a psychic says but for some reason that stayed in the back of my mind. However, my response was nope not pregnant.

The wedding came and went and I thought for SURE I was going to start my period smack in the middle of it all (sorry if this is TMI for anyone who eventually reads this)... I never did. On the drive back to TN on Sunday, I was getting car sick and slept almost literally the entire 14 hours. Now I know car rides make me tired but seriously 14 hours!?! I figured I was just run down from the wedding week. At a rest stop I saw an ice cream cone I REALLY wanted. The machine was broke and I was livid! (Seriously Gina- it was just an ice cream cone...)

Moving on to the end of the 14 hour road trip... when we get home, something in me says "take a pregnancy test". We had bought some a month or two prior because they were clearanced because the box was bent and I had a coupon! (I am all about bargain shopping.) I took one out, did what I had to do, and the thing immediately turned positive. My response "oh sh*t!' Now understand that I had the PERFECT way to tell Tim whenever I got pregnant and I had been planning it since March.... but I couldn't rely on this test because it was a blue dye test and those are known for evaporation lines (even though deep down I knew this wasn't).

So with shaking hands and a pregnancy test in hand, I walked out and said "Babe- I think we need to go to the store". Tim, my intelligent husband, says sarcastically "for what? A pregnancy test?" I said "um yea" and just held up the test. So off to CVS we went (but not before I printed a coupon!) to get a FRER test... and three hours later we had another positive.

So I quickly bagged up Tim's gift and handed it to him. Of course he knew that it meant it was positive.

So here we are now... on this new adventure that will change the rest of our lives... and we couldn't be happier!