We're Pregnant

For the last couple of years my husband and I have talked about starting a family. After all, we have almost been married for 8 years and society expects couples that have been married for at least a year to have kids. In my experience, society thinks your weird if you have been married for a long period of time and you don't have kids and the looks and comments that are given back to you when you say your waiting are really annoying to say the least. But, I don't have to worry about that now because as of New Years Eve, I found out I'm pregnant (OMGosh, everyone freak out)...

So like I said, my hubby and I have been talking about starting a family since we moved to Texas. I have been reading books about ovulation, charting your body temperature, and how to get pregnant, which in high school health classes, it seemed really easy, but in reality, it's not. So I feel like I was pretty knowledgeable on how to get knocked up, which by the way, Naturally Knocked Up by Donielle Baker is a really good book. The only thing was stopping us from getting pregnant was our vacation in December 2013. You can't travel on a cruise ship when your in your third trimester and you can't bring a baby on board, so we had to wait a while until I was in the clear.

December came and we thought we would try and see what happens. We prayed about it, so I wasn't going to get too worked up if I didn't get pregnant because I know God has a plan. About a week after, I felt a little out of sync, of course I had wondered, but it was way to early to tell. It wasn't until the cruise is when I was starting to suspect that maybe I was. I was really tired, moody, and just not feeling the best. I figured it was because we were busy doing a lot of activities on the cruise and at ports that it made me tired and hungry all the time.

When I came back from the cruise, I still didn't feel very good and I was late. I put off buying a pregnancy test because those are not cheap, but on New Years Eve I decided to go get one and though that it would be a cool way to enter the new year if I was pregnant. Well, the test instantly turned positive. I mumbled "what the heck" to myself and I looked at it for a while. I read the instructions over and over to see if I was really reading the test correctly. I called my hubby into the bathroom and told him to look at it and see what it says. In a calm voice, he said "its positive" and then he said "cool." What?!?! It sounded like he had his act together. I on the other hand was literally scratching my head and in shock. So, I took another test about thirty minutes later. Again, positive. By this time, my husband had already blabbed the news. The next day I took another test, again it was positive and a few days after that, I took another test. 4 tests both were positive. So I guess I really was pregnant, even though I still didn't believe it.

On January 6th, we decided to go to a doctor to get it confirmed. I was overwhelmed at the clinic. I guess it was because I was nervous or excited, but either way, I couldn't get it together. I had some blood tests done to see how far along I was and to see if things were good. Turns out at that time I was 6 weeks pregnant and the blood work came back fine.

I am now 8.5 weeks pregnant. It has been hard so far. The first week of January I was always crashing because I had low blood sugar. I had to eat like every hour and even though I ate, I still felt hungry. Luckily I seemed to get that under control within a week, even though I have to eat all the time, but at least I do not get sick to my stomach as much as I was getting. I also got this massive migraine, which was not fun either. Last week I struggled with fatigue. Like going to bed at 6:00 p.m. was ideal, especially when I don't sleep well at night. For the last month I wake up at least 2 times because of crazy dreams and/or I have to use the restroom. There are many times I can't get back to sleep, so I am running on like 4-5 hours of sleep. I'm also constantly thirty and I have been craving soup and Papa Murphy's. I haven't had caffeine since January 1st. That is crazy to me since I love coffee and used to drink it every day, but the thought of coffee makes me want to puke. That is sad because on our cruise, we bought coffee from Belize, Costa Maya and Honduras and I can't even try it. Well, technically I can. I can have 200 mg of coffee a day, but I am trying to be good and healthy. Finding something to wear has been a struggle too. Things are already getting snug, so I only have like 2 outfits that "fit," plus my pajamas and sweats.

I also notice that people get on my nerves, especially when it comes to the baby. Like I literally found out that I'm pregnant and people are asking me all of these questions and want to know who's going to be at the hospital when I'm in labor and who is going to come visit me, etc. Hold on people, calm down! These are all question that should be asked in the third trimester or something. Also, people who normally don't talk to me all of a sudden want to be in my life and of course give me their "advice."Maybe it's because I am not ready to talk about the baby. Yes, I am aware that I am pregnant, but at this point, anything can happen and I don't want to make all of these plans and then find out I lost the baby or something. I can thank my girlfriends for this because everyone I know has had a miscarriage, so I fear that it will happen to me too. I never used to have this fear until lately when I have met many women who have gone through this.

Also, I think I will get more excited when I see the doctor for the first time and hear the heart beat and see the sonogram. Unfortunately, I have to wait until March to see the doctor because with all of the job changes, I don't have insurance. Yes, I can pay cash, but in all reality, they can't get me in for 2-3 weeks, which will almost be March, so why not wait a couple more weeks and save some money. At that time I will be 14 weeks, so I hope that I can stay healthy and everything will be okay by then. Again, another worry I have. The funny thing is that the voice inside me says that everything will be okay.

 I got approximately 231 days to go. My due date is September 4th (my sisters birthday), but I want to have the baby on September 1st aka Labor day. Think about it, I will be in labor on Labor day...yeah, I'm cheesy that way, but we will see what happens.

I look forward to reaching week 9, well, I'm really excited to be out of this trimester. I hear the second trimester is easier and I like the sound of that. :)