Music to our Ears

As you can probably guess from the title, we have heard our youngin's heartbeat and it was music to our ears. The first time I heard it was June 4th when I went to my doctor for a nutrition and genetic counseling appointment. The nurse told me she wasn't sure if she would be able to find the heartbeat but would try. First she placed to doppler where she and I could hear my heartbeat. Then she sought out baby. The moment I heard it my eyes welled up with tears. I was overcome with joy! Baby's heart is racing and the difference in the pace between his/hers and mine is astounding. The next time I had the pleasure of hearing it was June 9th. I decided to switch doctors and in so doing, the new doctor wanted to see me asap. Fortunately Dan was able to accompany me to that appointment. He then was able to hear baby's heart. The look on his face was pure bliss. This week, I went back to my new doctor again to finish my initial prenatal visit. This time, we could definitely hear a difference in the beat. It was more pronounced than previously. I am now 12 weeks! I cannot believe next week will be the beginning of my 2nd trimester. It seems like just yesterday I took my at home pregnancy tests. I am also starting to pooch out a tiny bit in my tummy. I have packed away all but about 4 pairs of pants that I can still fit in for work. I think next week I will finally splurge for some pants. I've heard that in the 4th month my body will really start to grow.

Last week I finally told my office manager that I am pregnant. She said she already suspected it because of my dr appointments but wasn't going to ask. The meeting went a lot smoother than what I had figured and I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Monday, a paralegal confronted me about being pregnant. She was cute because she said she had a question but wasn't sure how to ask... that if the answer was no then I would be upset. Since I knew where she was headed, I told her just ask. So she did and I said yes. Apparently, I am walking different, standing different, and my hips are widening. I had no idea. She did not mention my pooch though so I am ok with that. So the grand total of people that know I am pregnant from direct conversation with me is 4. I know the gossip train has started because a source told me someone asked her if I was pregnant.

Still no further pregnancy symptoms. My appetite has slightly increased but I'm not extra tired or nauseous. My sense of smell periodically kicks into overdrive and that can be a curse at times, especially with strong perfume. Well... I guess my hormones have started going crazy. Anything that Dan has done before that made me a little nuts makes me WAY nutty now. Glad he has thick skin. It's like I know when I am saying or doing emotional things that it's from pregnancy but I can't stop. Dan has taken control of scooping the litter box after 2 doctors told me to STOP, even though I was using gloves and a mask. I know it's crazy but I hate giving up that task. I love to take care of my kitties!! I watch Dan like a hawk every time he scoops.

I will write more next week. My next doctor appointment is July 6th but I am having blood drawn this Saturday. Yikes!! Toodles :)

When We Found Out

I figured this would be an appropriate time to describe the events which led up to Dan and I discovering we are parents to be. April 27th was the big day when I passed the test. That day at work, Dan and I had talked on the phone about the fact that I was late. I did not think much about it because late is a relative term, and with my body, I've never really defined "late." That evening, we went to the gym at our apartments and after about 15 minutes, I told Dan that I had to stop because suddenly I was ferociously hungry. We had dinner and I felt better. Earlier in the day, we had toyed with the idea of me taking a pregnancy test but after dinner, I decided it was silly. It was just another one of those months. Around 8pm, we had to run to Walgreens to pick up something... I don't even remember. I sat in the car while Dan went inside. He came out with 2 pregnancy tests even though I wasn't really interested. About 30 minutes after we got home, I took the test, laid it on the floor and walked away. I honestly thought it was negative. I walked into the kitchen and Dan asked from the bathroom what a positive result looks like. I told him and all he could say was "You're pregnant, you're pregnant." Of course I said "nuh uh." Once I compared the test to the box, my jaw dropped open and I just cried and laughed. We hugged and he sweetly said "I'm gonna be a daddy." Neither of us could focus the rest of the night. The next morning, as many women do, I took the 2nd test just to be sure. And it was positive immediately. We did not want to tell anyone until I went to the doctor so I made an appointment for 2 days later. We went together and after I tested, I was told "congratulations. you are very pregnant." So, the first person I called was my sister as we have always had a pact that when we get pregnant, we tell each other first. Dan then called his mom and dad on conference call to tell them both at once. That weekend was when I went to San Antonio and could not wait to tell my parents in person. What purrfect timing! Friday, May 1st, I broke the news to them. Before we left the hotel room that morning for breakfast, I asked my mom if she could put something in her purse for me. She laughed and said her purse wasn't that big. I just said, can you bring my prenatal vitamins for me? She looked at me and said are you pregnant? I said yes! She hugged me and so did my dad! My sister took pictures and it was a very blissful moment. I have an appointment with the nurse practitioner tomorrow regarding nutrition so I'll blog about that next time.