Even More Surprises from Memorial Day
So apparently I'm a very sporadic blogger. Hopefully I can be in better practice over the next few months.
Memorial Day weekend held more surprises for us than we realized.
The evening of Memorial Day I was cleaning up my mom's kitchen a little bit after the big BBQ we'd just eaten. Every one else had walked to the park to watch the guys play a game of touch (more like touch-then-tackle) football. With this sudden quiet and alone time, I started to think. I was very tired, but other than that had been feeling wonderful all weekend. I chalked the tired up to being in the ER for a large portion of Saturday night. I did wonder why I felt so unbelievably wonderful though. Usually, at that particular time of the month, I am grouchy, short with everybody (especially my dear hubby) and have a constant headache. My husband had even commented earlier in the day how chipper I was. I started to count in my head. Didn't trust those numbers, so I went to the calendar. Day 31 of my cycle...well, I could be a day or two late...couldn't I? I've been disappointed before, so I tried not to dwell on it too much.
I walked down to the park, a lightness in my step I will attribute to the flicker of hope in my heart that maybe, just maybe, this time I would be pregnant. I didn't tell anyone, not even Nathan, what I was thinking. It wasn't until we were on our way home to Olympia that night that I told Nathan I might be late. He's heard this before so didn't think much of it. I already had it in my mind that I was going to wait until Thursday morning to take a test. I was definitely not going to jump the gun on that to be disappointed again.
The days went by. Each morning I expected it to be there and each morning I was pleasantly surprised it wasn't. Wednesday night came and I went to the store to grocery shop and buy a fresh box of tests. While in the store I started to feel super tired and all I could think about was going home and getting in bed. I was sure I would get home and see I'd received the late "gift" I'd been hoping wouldn't come. I bought the test anyway. When I got home, everything was as it was the last few days - nothing. Nathan really wanted me to take the test that night, but I was determined to wait until the next morning.
Thursday morning...finally here. With a mix of excitement and dread I took the test. I did not look at it at all. I put it on Nathan's nightstand, said, "we'll wait the 3 min. the box says" and then asked him to look. I was prepared to hear him say, "sorry babe, nothing." What I did not expect was what he said, "yep, there's definitely two pink lines!" All I could say was, "really? really?" I couldn't believe it. I just laid their dumbfounded. After months and months of hoping, here we were. At that moment, it just all seemed too easy.
We just laid there in bed, speechless. We took our time getting ready for work...just reveling in the newness of the knowledge that we were becoming parents.
We waited until Sunday to tell our parents. They were ecstatic! My mom couldn't believe I hadn't called her immediately ("How dare you wait so long to tell your mother!!"). This will be first grandbaby for both our parents. (Also first great-grandbaby for our grandparents!!) We told the rest of our family and friends on Father's Day.
Since our announcement, life has been a bit of a blur. I remember hearing the baby's heartbeat for the first time and being thrilled! I've counted down to the next time I get to hear the baby each month. Every time there is something new to hear along with it. A couple weeks ago we made the switch to a midwife practice from an OB practice (best decision so far), so I doubled up on some appointments in July and August - yay! Heard the baby last week and the nurse said that our little one was doing saumersaults and using my bladder as a trampoline. Yesterday we listened again and the baby was playing hide and seek, and then kicking up a storm. Now we have the next few milestones to look forward to in the next couple months: me feeling the baby for the first time, seeing our baby for the first time on ultrasound (we will not be finding out the gender - want to be surprised) and Nathan getting to feel the baby from the outside for the first time. We are also beginning to see weekly progress in the size of my baby bump (I will try to post pics from time to time). Our baby now has the nickname "Sweet Pea" until we meet for the first time. I'm now in the beginning of my second trimester and thankfully the little bit of sickness I did have has mostly subsided. Still don't like the smell of meat cooking, though (unusual for this beef and potatoes gal).
This next month will be a whirlwind of weddings and traveling so I may not be posting again until after we have our ultrasound on Sept. 23rd. I WILL post the pictures of that!
Memorial Day weekend held more surprises for us than we realized.
The evening of Memorial Day I was cleaning up my mom's kitchen a little bit after the big BBQ we'd just eaten. Every one else had walked to the park to watch the guys play a game of touch (more like touch-then-tackle) football. With this sudden quiet and alone time, I started to think. I was very tired, but other than that had been feeling wonderful all weekend. I chalked the tired up to being in the ER for a large portion of Saturday night. I did wonder why I felt so unbelievably wonderful though. Usually, at that particular time of the month, I am grouchy, short with everybody (especially my dear hubby) and have a constant headache. My husband had even commented earlier in the day how chipper I was. I started to count in my head. Didn't trust those numbers, so I went to the calendar. Day 31 of my cycle...well, I could be a day or two late...couldn't I? I've been disappointed before, so I tried not to dwell on it too much.
I walked down to the park, a lightness in my step I will attribute to the flicker of hope in my heart that maybe, just maybe, this time I would be pregnant. I didn't tell anyone, not even Nathan, what I was thinking. It wasn't until we were on our way home to Olympia that night that I told Nathan I might be late. He's heard this before so didn't think much of it. I already had it in my mind that I was going to wait until Thursday morning to take a test. I was definitely not going to jump the gun on that to be disappointed again.
The days went by. Each morning I expected it to be there and each morning I was pleasantly surprised it wasn't. Wednesday night came and I went to the store to grocery shop and buy a fresh box of tests. While in the store I started to feel super tired and all I could think about was going home and getting in bed. I was sure I would get home and see I'd received the late "gift" I'd been hoping wouldn't come. I bought the test anyway. When I got home, everything was as it was the last few days - nothing. Nathan really wanted me to take the test that night, but I was determined to wait until the next morning.
Thursday morning...finally here. With a mix of excitement and dread I took the test. I did not look at it at all. I put it on Nathan's nightstand, said, "we'll wait the 3 min. the box says" and then asked him to look. I was prepared to hear him say, "sorry babe, nothing." What I did not expect was what he said, "yep, there's definitely two pink lines!" All I could say was, "really? really?" I couldn't believe it. I just laid their dumbfounded. After months and months of hoping, here we were. At that moment, it just all seemed too easy.
We just laid there in bed, speechless. We took our time getting ready for work...just reveling in the newness of the knowledge that we were becoming parents.
We waited until Sunday to tell our parents. They were ecstatic! My mom couldn't believe I hadn't called her immediately ("How dare you wait so long to tell your mother!!"). This will be first grandbaby for both our parents. (Also first great-grandbaby for our grandparents!!) We told the rest of our family and friends on Father's Day.
Since our announcement, life has been a bit of a blur. I remember hearing the baby's heartbeat for the first time and being thrilled! I've counted down to the next time I get to hear the baby each month. Every time there is something new to hear along with it. A couple weeks ago we made the switch to a midwife practice from an OB practice (best decision so far), so I doubled up on some appointments in July and August - yay! Heard the baby last week and the nurse said that our little one was doing saumersaults and using my bladder as a trampoline. Yesterday we listened again and the baby was playing hide and seek, and then kicking up a storm. Now we have the next few milestones to look forward to in the next couple months: me feeling the baby for the first time, seeing our baby for the first time on ultrasound (we will not be finding out the gender - want to be surprised) and Nathan getting to feel the baby from the outside for the first time. We are also beginning to see weekly progress in the size of my baby bump (I will try to post pics from time to time). Our baby now has the nickname "Sweet Pea" until we meet for the first time. I'm now in the beginning of my second trimester and thankfully the little bit of sickness I did have has mostly subsided. Still don't like the smell of meat cooking, though (unusual for this beef and potatoes gal).
This next month will be a whirlwind of weddings and traveling so I may not be posting again until after we have our ultrasound on Sept. 23rd. I WILL post the pictures of that!
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