Monday I woke up fresh and ready to start my 2nd trimester ... it did not go as miraculously as I had hoped. Let me recap the 1st trimester for you, and you'll see what I'm talking about ...
*The Decisions*
Scott and I had been talking about starting to try for a baby in the spring of 2011 ... fooled you! No really we had. We had everything perfectly though out. Planning a last big blowout vacation beforehand, giving the condo enough time to be worth what we need it to to sell, having a baby by the time I'm 30, but not too far before. Everything was perfectly thought out. Except the one eeny tiny bitty factor. We didn't want to wait anymore. I wanted a baby in the spring/summer. (This is Chicago people, I did not want to bring the baby home in a blizzard, or more importantly, go into labor in a blizzard. How women did it last week I'm not sure but I give big props!) This means that we would have had to wait till June of 2011 to start trying. And even then, that brought us awfully close to a due date of Feb. 29, 2012, something I promised I would never subject my child too (a birthday once every four years! for shame!). So it was now or never (or next year really, but I'm dramatic). We decided to "leave it up to God." Good Catholic kids right here. And God said, "Kids, its time." Was it the right decision? Well maybe not in consideration of the Chicago housing market, but in all other aspects, Yes, absolutely.
*The Sickness*
"How are you feeling?" Everyone's first response to "I'm pregnant!" Truth? Not good. I started getting sick at week 3. At week 7, I was hospitalized for intense dehydration. Apparently, not eating and lots of vomiting, not a good combonation. Upside! We get to test out the hospital before the baby comes. Ha. (For the record--it was nice, real nice). Second upside! Once you get hospitalized, the doctors give you totally-safe-for-your-baby medication! Zofran is my best friend. No, for real. It has even taken the place of my pink bucket that has been known to sleep in my bed between me and Scott. Though it's great (it does keep the food down), it's not a miracle (I still feel super icky). I have been patiently waiting for the end of the first trimester and the miraculous end of my all day sickness. I'm still waiting ...
*The Shopping*
Call me crazy if you must, but I've been keeping a "baby" notebook for the last year or so. It is filled with all kinds of stuff. List of baby names (transferred from a computer list I've had since I ... got a computer?), questions about pregnancy, options for family cars, pictures of nurseries and colors of nurseries and rugs and wall decorations that I've seen in the last couple of years that could possibly help me build my nursery. I've been going into baby stores for years now just to get ideas of what I want when it's time for the all important ... shopping for baby! And now, I finally get to do just that! Sorta. I can hold off the nausea for an hour or so a day which leaves me very little shopping time I've learned. I've also learned I'm not so big on neutral colors, so when we shop, I bring my notebook and write down ideas for boys or girls. I have to wait 5 more weeks to actually buy cool stuff I guess. (Don't worry I've bought a couple impulse onesies and bath toys to ease the pain). Cribs are hard. I'm not the best decision maker and there are so very many choices (more on this in a later post). Though, for the record, yesterday, Scott and I made an actual decision ... we found a boy's bedding set that we both love! Score! Now little baby, are you a boy or a girl .....
*Chinese gender prediction says its a girl, I found myself referring to it as a boy very early on ... time will tell*
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