Right, so I mentioned that I have a friend who had a hysterical pregnancy a little over a year ago, we have been commiserating about our struggles in fertility ever since. Now that I am pregnant I can't help but feel guilty about posting things on Facebook etc. I know what it feels like to want to block someone who you really care about from your Facebook feed because you just can't take all the baby talk anymore... So, why am I still posting knowing how it feels to think you are never going to get pregnant...
Because I am super excited and I know she will be too when she becomes pregnant. When you have tried and wished and hoped for something for so long, to actually have it come true isn't something you can contain. At least not for me. I want to tell perfect strangers, so of course I want to share it with everyone near and dear to me.
So, am I going to feel a little guilty every time I post something? Yup. Is it going to stop me from posting? Probably not.
I don't know if Bean will read this blog one day....who knows if anybody will; but if Bean is reading this someday in the very distant future, know how loved you are already; before you can even move, know how wanted you are and how happy you have made your parents. (to say nothing of how excited Grandma Bell is!)
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Saturday, September 29, 2012
The Bean
Alright, so (according to the lab tech I spoke with today) I am only 4 weeks pregnant. And so this is all still really new.
I am too excited about the coming baby to sleep, I am reading everything I can get my hands on about what is going on in there.
So AMAZING! I mean I took Biology, and Health class and all of that but there is so much they don't tell you. Like my wonderful little love is currently the size of; as one site put it a Mustard seed, I like that analogy best, faith the size of a mustard seed means nothing is impossible to you so, yeah my little love is a mustard seed.
The different resources vary in their examples and even vary drastically from time to time on what exactly happens when... but wait, if it's on the internet, it has to be true right? (I swear I read that somewhere...)
I will tell you one thing for sure from my experience thus far, I am dizzy and sleepy all the time, and can go from 0-nauseated in under 15seconds. Haven't actually thrown up yet but please don't tell "the bean" that, as I believe bean wants my experience to be as authentic as possible.
Anyway, I have a ton I want to write about but guess I should probably pace myself, after all, I have 8 more months of this right? (and then of course we all get to meet the Bean! and who knows what new wonders that will bring?)
Ciao for now.
marymontmama
I am too excited about the coming baby to sleep, I am reading everything I can get my hands on about what is going on in there.
So AMAZING! I mean I took Biology, and Health class and all of that but there is so much they don't tell you. Like my wonderful little love is currently the size of; as one site put it a Mustard seed, I like that analogy best, faith the size of a mustard seed means nothing is impossible to you so, yeah my little love is a mustard seed.
The different resources vary in their examples and even vary drastically from time to time on what exactly happens when... but wait, if it's on the internet, it has to be true right? (I swear I read that somewhere...)
I will tell you one thing for sure from my experience thus far, I am dizzy and sleepy all the time, and can go from 0-nauseated in under 15seconds. Haven't actually thrown up yet but please don't tell "the bean" that, as I believe bean wants my experience to be as authentic as possible.
Anyway, I have a ton I want to write about but guess I should probably pace myself, after all, I have 8 more months of this right? (and then of course we all get to meet the Bean! and who knows what new wonders that will bring?)
Ciao for now.
marymontmama
Really?????
Okay, so let me start by saying I have ALWAYS wanted to be a mom.
My wonderful husband James and I have been trying to get pregnant for 17 months, and at 37 years old I was beginning to give up hope.
So last weekend when my period still hadn't come (only 2 days late but that is very unusual for me) I was getting my hopes up. After 17 months of this getting my hopes up was a very dangerous thing; so many disappointments to this point. I could tell my hubby's hopes were up too however (he is usually better at keeping that in check than I am) but we picked out yarn for a blanket, together.
We decided that if I hadn't gotten my period by Friday night, I would take a test on Saturday morning.
Being late wasn't my only symptom mind you; I had had several bouts of dizziness, waves of nausea, the desire to eat EVERYTHING, and my breasts were so tender I had to wear a bra to bed. So... I was too anxious to take the test to actually sleep on Friday night. At 5:30AM I couldn't take the waiting any longer (neither could my bladder to be honest) so I went and took the test...faintly saw two lines....hmm better take the other one to be sure...as soon as the drops hit the specimen well two dark pink lines showed up in the other window.
I of course burst into tears.
I felt so shaky and excited and nervous and full of joy, I couldn't wait to go tell my husband (who works third shift as a security guard)
I took the world's fastest shower, I knew I probably wouldn't be able to speak when I saw my husband so I brought the positive tests along in an envelope and sped over to his worksite.
When I got there, I hopped out of the car and as soon as he came toward me I lost it, crying uncontrollably I handed him the envelope. He looked so worried then he looked inside and broke down too.
We were going to wait to tell anyone...until we were past the point of real concern over miscarriage, especially with my age, but that lasted all of approximately 12 hours. (we told my mother-in-law and brothers-in-law; my sister had guessed even before we told them.)
My hub announced it on Facebook on Monday night, and we finally had it verified at a clinic today. That was more relief than I thought it was going to be but, one of our friends had a hysterical pregnancy a year ago yesterday, and apparently we both had that subconscious concern.
So now, we are going to be parents; it looks like the due date is just before our 1year wedding anniversary.
And there are no words to express how grateful and joyful we both feel about that.
So yeah...now the baby gets a blog. :)
My wonderful husband James and I have been trying to get pregnant for 17 months, and at 37 years old I was beginning to give up hope.
So last weekend when my period still hadn't come (only 2 days late but that is very unusual for me) I was getting my hopes up. After 17 months of this getting my hopes up was a very dangerous thing; so many disappointments to this point. I could tell my hubby's hopes were up too however (he is usually better at keeping that in check than I am) but we picked out yarn for a blanket, together.
We decided that if I hadn't gotten my period by Friday night, I would take a test on Saturday morning.
Being late wasn't my only symptom mind you; I had had several bouts of dizziness, waves of nausea, the desire to eat EVERYTHING, and my breasts were so tender I had to wear a bra to bed. So... I was too anxious to take the test to actually sleep on Friday night. At 5:30AM I couldn't take the waiting any longer (neither could my bladder to be honest) so I went and took the test...faintly saw two lines....hmm better take the other one to be sure...as soon as the drops hit the specimen well two dark pink lines showed up in the other window.
I of course burst into tears.
I felt so shaky and excited and nervous and full of joy, I couldn't wait to go tell my husband (who works third shift as a security guard)
I took the world's fastest shower, I knew I probably wouldn't be able to speak when I saw my husband so I brought the positive tests along in an envelope and sped over to his worksite.
When I got there, I hopped out of the car and as soon as he came toward me I lost it, crying uncontrollably I handed him the envelope. He looked so worried then he looked inside and broke down too.
We were going to wait to tell anyone...until we were past the point of real concern over miscarriage, especially with my age, but that lasted all of approximately 12 hours. (we told my mother-in-law and brothers-in-law; my sister had guessed even before we told them.)
My hub announced it on Facebook on Monday night, and we finally had it verified at a clinic today. That was more relief than I thought it was going to be but, one of our friends had a hysterical pregnancy a year ago yesterday, and apparently we both had that subconscious concern.
So now, we are going to be parents; it looks like the due date is just before our 1year wedding anniversary.
And there are no words to express how grateful and joyful we both feel about that.
So yeah...now the baby gets a blog. :)
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