Sweet Little Face

I remember not to long ago some of my pregnant friends would be talking about how sick they were and/or were ready to have the baby because they were tired of being pregnant. I always thought, "you have no idea, I WISH I could be pregnant and feel bad." FAMOUS LAST WORDS!
I have been nauseated pretty much 24/7 for about 3 1/2 weeks and I regret ever saying that.
I am really REALLY trying to be grateful that I am pregnant and not complain but it is really hard! I find myself having a hard time even getting excited at this point. I hope it will pass soon and then I can get excited about baby shopping and thinking of how the nursery will look. Right now all I can think about it how I am going to get the house cleaned or if I will feel good enough to make dinner. Brad has been a champ and very understanding. I hate that he comes home to a messy house or has to fend for himself at dinner time. I hate that when he comes home from work every day I am laying on the couch like a blob! He has been helpful in cleaning and even went to the grocery store for me. I was thinking today about how in the world I would take care of another child if this were my second.
Even though I have no idea if this baby is a boy or a girl and I have no idea what they will look like, when I feel sick I just try to picture a sweet little face. When I see that sweet little face in a few months, all this won't seem so bad.

I'm back with exciting news!!

So I had a feeling that when I started this blog I would be really bad about keeping up with it. Well I was right. Here I am 5 months later finally doing a post. I have not really had anything to blog about but now I do!

I am very proud and excited to say that after a long wait I am pregnant! I am 8 weeks 3 days today. I would love to say that I am feeling great but I am pretty much nauseated all the time. Everyone keeps telling me that is a good sign and I know that too, but it does not make things easier!

Even though we were trying we were quite surprised at the timing of this pregnancy. Brad and I were very busy helping to plan and then do a 4 week long outreach for church. I had a couple of very stressful weeks and my body was certainly not resting!

So, I took a test the Friday before Father's Day and it was negative. We were disappointed because we were really hoping to surprise the dads with good news. Then on Father's Day night, which was the final night of our outreach I was feeling really bad. I thought I was just hot since we were outside. I had no energy and of course I didn't think it was pregnant so I thought I was just exhausted. I may have been, or it could have been pregnancy.

So on Monday I decided to buy another test since nothing was happening. I woke up about 3 o'clock on Tuesday morning and took a test. I really didn't think it was going to be positive so I didn't sit there and stare at it or anything. About a minute later I got to looking at it and I saw 2 lines! I really didn't believe it at first. I barely had my eyes open because of the bright lights but it got darker and darker. I opened the bathroom door and woke Brad up and said..."um honey....I'm pregnant.." He jumped out of the bed so fast and came and looked. He reassured me he saw two lines as well. We were so excited and neither one of us could go back to bed after that. We told a few people right away, but we were so excited the news spread quickly. I had my first ultrasound last Wed, the 14th. Everything looked really good. Seeing the hearbeat was really amazing! Here are the pictures from that. My due date is February 27th. I am thankful to have a winter baby so I will not be dying of heat stroke when I look like a whale. I go back on August 18th for my 12 week ultrasound and then we can actually hear the heartbeat.

It is still early and I pray that everything stays good and this little person develops just as they should.

I will keep you posted this time....I promise!