It's official...Aaron and I are finally going to be parents and I can't begin to tell you how happy both of us are. Friends of mine suggested I start this blog so our friends and family can keep up to date with what's happening with not only baby Katz but growing mommy! yeah. Never did I think I'd be so happy to gain weight (hopefully only 25-30 lbs). ha
Anyways, since it's now the start of the 8th week I'll catch you up on the past 7 (well really only weeks 5, 6 and 7)...
Finding out...Aaron and I couldn't have found out at a more perfect time. We were away on vacation down in Naples FL. We flew down on Sunday evening and found out first thing Monday morning. I figured that since we had been trying it would be wise for us to take a test (just in case) before I started drinking that week even though it was still 4 days early. To our surprise that 2nd pink line appeared, it was a faint line, but it was still there - can you believe it?? We couldn't. While I was in complete shock, Aaron was over-joyed. He gave me a huge hug and told me how happy he was. Needless to say, our trip down to Florida was one of the best vacations EVER! I immediately had to go out and buy the "What to expect..." book to ensure I was doing all the right things. While reading the chapter on the 2nd month we noticed that they call the baby a blueberry (since that's about the size of it on the 7th week). Aaron and I thought that was so cute and during our whole vacation called it "our little blueberry." We of course had to confirm that first test and took another one on Thursday. This time that 2nd pink line appeared dark AND quick! We really are officially going to be a mommy and daddy.
HOLY MOLY...do my "friends" hurt. By my friends I mean those things that are hopefully going to get nice and large. Sorry, was that a little too graphic? The one thing both mom and dad look forward to while pregnant isn't so glamorous at the moment, for both me and Aaron. For me because they're super tender and for Aaron because well, there is no way he's coming near them. Fortunately that is the only symptom I had that week.
Ok...now the nausea begins. Some advice for all those to-be moms out there, don't take your prenatal vitamin in the morning or on an empty stomach. You'd think I'd know better, after all the bottle does say to take them with food. So after a few days of dry heeving while brushing my teeth, or pulling over on the way to work in the morning thinking I was going to vomit I've started taking them at night with dinner. MUCH better. Although I still get a little nauseous in the morning, I consider myself very lucky that I'm not barreling over a toilet every morning or unable to stomach any kind of food. What in the world would I do...I love food way too much.
Week 8 started yesterday and I already have a good story to tell you, but I'll wait until the end of the week to write about it. Maybe they'll be more :)