The "deets"

Well I know that a measly picture of a First Response was not going to satisfy anyone for documentation, least of all me. I've been having kind of a hard time organizing my thoughts on this one, and I've had a heck of a time trying to piece together a time line. So this post might be a little chaotic (not to mention long), you'll have to forgive me, I have baby brain to the 10th power already. You might be seeing a lot of sentences starting with "Anyway..."

This pregnancy has really come as somewhat of a surprise. As my faithful readers know, I haven't even completely stopped breastfeeding for crying out loud! More on that later... but anyway, I've only had 2 periods since Seth was born. I don't know for the life of me when-abouts the first one was and I really had to dig deep to remember the last one. I finally came up with about Thanksgiving ish. I have a VAGUE recollection of starting when we were in Seattle at my mom's, but silly me I didn't write it down because frankly I didn't see the need. Now, mind you, Eric and I had always tossed around the idea of spacing the kiddos out just 18 months apart, so, it's not like we were trying NOT to get pregnant, but we also weren't "trying." I wasn't on a regular cycle so it would have just been shooting in the dark anyway.

Regardless, I've taken the odd pregnancy test here and there over the past year, just to make sure. I didn't want to end up like one of those crazy women on TLC. I think I took one a month or so ago, maybe before our Christmas party since I was planning on having more than just a drink or two. Needless to say, it was negative. Bottom line, if I am remembering things correctly I'd say I can't be more than about 8 1/2 weeks along, and I'm guessing a less just based on how I'm feeling, which is pretty much great but I will elaborate more on that later.

A few people have asked me, as I've asked myself, what possessed me to even take a test yesterday morning. It's not because I was "late" even though technically I was. After going about 22 months and having only 2 periods that wasn't even a factor. The funny thing is I have had this little voice in my head for probably the last week at least. It would say things like "maybe you should make sure you're not pregnant before you go on this kick ass diet and exercise regimen." And just the other day "hey, doesn't it seem like it's been awhile since you've had a migraine?" Note: "awhile" is really not that long, I was getting them at least once a week. Anyway, I kept ignoring the little voice because I really wanted to lose a few more pounds before packing on the weight again, AND I am participating in a Biggest Loser contest at work and I've got $20 on it! This is all really interesting because at church last night several times the pastor asked us to "pause" and LISTEN to what God has been trying to tell us. I was like, Bingo! It all makes sense now. So yeah, Sunday morning Eric left to go pick up Seth who had spent the night at the G-parents house, I went up to the bathroom totally not intending to take a test at all, but then suddenly on a whim I whipped one out. It turned positive before I even finished and I was all, "whaaaat, no way!?" The next hour was pure torture waiting for Eric and Seth to come home so I could tell them. When they pulled up to the house I ran outside to meet them, grabbed Seth and told him that he was going to have a little brother or sister. And then I basically told the rest of the universe. Since then I have taken two other tests, another First Response and a Clear Blue digital. Both positive.

So, how do I feel? Horrible! Not horrible because I'm pregnant, but because I am sick! Again! Remember this post, from when I first got pregnant with Seth? When I said I was sick when I found out? Well here I am again, coughing and hacking and nursing a sore throat. CLEARLY pregnancy does a number on my immune system. It is also another indicator to me that maybe I am not that far along, because at this point last time I was just a little over 4 weeks. Speaking of which, WHO KNOWS when we'll actually find out for sure! The only way to know is by ultrasound and when I called the doctor today they didn't seem too terribly concerned about getting one scheduled :( Boo. I am going in next Wednesday for my first appointment and if I have to beg, I will. I NEED to see that heart beat soon or else I'm going to freak!

Other than that I am feeling pretty good. Pretty calm and Zen, maybe a little tired but not nauseated or anything. Today was a good day. Seth was in a decent mood and gave me quite a few hugs in between entertaining himself. He did throw a lot of food on the floor at snack time but I think a fair amount went down the hatch as well. I think his appetite is a little suppressed at the moment since not surprisingly he caught my cold. He is recovering at a pretty rapid pace though and I think he already feels better than I do. Maybe it's the 15 hours of sleep he gets daily, I dunno... Anyway... oh yeah, breastfeeding. Natalie and I agree that it might be good to give the girls a break before baby #2 comes along. Last week I cut out the bedtime feeding so we're down to once a day in the early morning. That is a tough one to give up since Eric goes to get him and I hardly even have to wake up until he's done. I keep hoping one of these days he'll just give it up on his own. I can dream.

Well that's all for now I guess.