*I want to get our honeymoon posts up soon, but figured I should start the pregnancy posts before I’m, ya know, 8 months pregnant.
I still can’t believe we are having a BABY! It’s something I’ve dreamed of since I was a little girl. Some of my very first memories are from playing house with my sisters and friend, Shannon. It was always a competition who had the most (and the youngest – “No, mine is only 9 minutes old!”) kids. Funny how being an adult changes that.
It’s also funny the questions people ask when you tell them you’re pregnant. “Were you trying?” Well, yes and no. Brian and I kind of agreed that it seems like once people start “trying” to get pregnant, oftentimes they can’t right away. Is is the pressure or stress? Who knows. In any event, we both just hoped that it would happen without having to make a lot of fuss about it (NOT that we wouldn’t have done that, of course). We feel very, VERY blessed that it did happen for us very quickly.
The following is a recap of the first trimester, and mostly just for my own records. (That sounds so official. I just want to be able to look back on this during my next pregnancy!)
Week 4 – We found out! I found out first (obviously) and since I was not really expecting it/didn’t want to jinx myself, I didn’t have any idea how I was going to tell Brian. I ended up going online to a “create a t-shirt” website and designed a baby onesie. It was green and on the front it said, “Future Tree Climber – Like Dad.” We were actually getting ready to leave for dinner and since he suggested sushi, I knew I had to tell him before we went out. I was in the kitchen and told him I’d ordered his birthday present a little early, and I wanted him to come see it. He looked a little (okay, very) confused, but came over to check on the picture on the iPad. His eyes lit up immediately – he was SO excited. 🙂
Of course with it being so early, I still questioned if it was “real” or not. So I proceeded to take a pregnancy test every day for 6 days, hoping the little line would get darker…:) (Tests in the picture go from R to L).
Weeks 4-6 – Pretty uneventful. It was tricky because we had several events/parties going on that involved alcohol, and I was so worried it would be a red flag if I didn’t drink. I definitely did “pretend” sip off of a beer or two. My cousin, Megan, ended up pulling me aside when she noticed I wasn’t drinking at her husband’s birthday party. We all like to drink when we get together, so it was kind of a dead giveaway, I suppose.
I focused on trying to eat as healthy as I could, hoping I would be nauseous around week 6. That’s right….I wished it on myself. Sounds crazy, and of course in the midst of it I thought otherwise, but at least when you are feeling sick and crappy you know that baby is (most likely) okay. I’m a worrier to the extreme, so it made me feel better at least knowing that.
Week 6 – Almost like clockwork, at 6 weeks I started to feel like crap. I made a meal (pulled pork) for me and Brian on October 26…and not another meal was made until December 9th! I started eating saltines and pretty much anything with bread. Bread sticks, pizza, bagels with cream cheese were my favorites. I’d heard from many women that they feel the worst in the morning, but I was the opposite. The first half hour-hour of the day I felt okay, and then it got progressively worse as the day went on. I suppose this was a blessing from God because He knows I’m not a morning person…at ALL. 🙂
Week 7 – Pretty similar symptoms to week 6. Cold water with lemon sounds amazing….water is all that I’m drinking now. Diet Coke doesn’t even sound good – say what??! Coffee – even the smell – sounds terrible, too. Saltines and baked potatoes, which I could stomach last week, make my stomach churn. I shouldn’t have bought that five pound bag of potatoes, darn it. One exciting thing? Our first doctor appointment! We had our first ultrasound at 7 weeks 2 days. I was NERVOUS as all get out. I was so terrified we were going to go in and they wouldn’t find a heartbeat. I tried to think positive but it was just lingering in the back of my mind. We went in and the ultrasound tech showed us the baby right away. What only is about 5 seconds seemed like an eternity. And then…she zoomed in on this little gummy bear-like creature. With a beating heart – no doubt about it! Heart rate was 139, which she said was fantastic. It was the best moment ever! We met with a nurse after the appointment and talked about nutrition, diet, etc. She was as sweet as can be, and I felt like I could really ask her anything.
Week 8 – Same old, same old. I ended up telling two of my co-workers this week because I was getting sick at work and wanted someone to know why I wasn’t my normal self. They were thrilled, and it felt so great to share the news with someone! I think I eat pizza about 3-4 times a week and should probably invest in Papa John’s stock. Also, Brian cooked venison and onions this week and the smell immediately made me vomit. Bleh. (He felt horrible, of course). In addition to pizza, I have eaten probably 3 boxes of this a week:
Strangely plain pasta, which sounded great during week 6, sounds disgusting. Creamy sauces are where it’s at.
Week 9 – The week started off the same as usual….I’ve been getting sick on average about 4-5 times a week; sometimes more, sometimes less. On week 9 day 3, I didn’t get sick at all. And in fact, I kind of felt…not so bad. The next day was a Friday, and I woke up feeling…good! I felt like I could eat almost anything for breakfast, my boobs didn’t hurt at all, and vomiting was the last thing on my mind. I should have been ecstatic! But…I freaked out. I ended up taking a pregnancy test, knowing it would still read as positive but thinking if something HAD happened, then it wouldn’t “turn” positive right away. Well, the 2nd line on my test was very faint. I ended up going to CVS and buying another and, same thing. This made me freak out. I emailed my boss and told her I wouldn’t be in today; I was sobbing and a hot mess. My doctor’s office opened at 8:30 so I was on the phone with a nurse at 8:31. I explained her to what happened, and no questions asked, she had me come in. I LOVE my doctor’s office. I made an appointment at 9:45 and quickly got ready.
I was already preparing myself for the worst…we were supposed to tell my family that Sunday night at dinner, but I decided I would tell them if I miscarried, too. I mean, there is no way I could hide my emotions! I didn’t want to worry Brian unnecessarily so I didn’t tell him what was going on. I REALLY wished I had told my sisters or my mom so I could bring them with me. But I didn’t want to call them up all of the sudden and tell them this way.
When I got to the office they did an ultrasound right away. I was so nervous when the tech came in that I forgot to take my underwear off….kind of important. 🙂 I told her what was going on and she was incredibly sweet. She showed me the baby right away….and its strong, fast HEARTBEAT! I cried so hard….tears of joy (obviously). It was the best sound in the world. Heart rate was 169, which was great!
*Sorry…can’t figure out how to rotate!I saw a doctor afterwards and she told me that this can happen. The closer you get to week 10, she said, the more good days you’ll have. I couldn’t have been more relieved!
The next day I felt pretty good, and then the day after started feeling kind of crappy again. If I had only waited…;)
Week 10 – Double digits! I felt more confident knowing that we’d had TWO positive ultrasounds and we are nearing the end of the first trimester. This week was VERY exciting because it’s the week we told both of our families! It was perfect timing as it was the week of Thanksgiving.
My whole family had dinner the Sunday before Turkey Day, so I knew I wanted to break the news then. The question is…how??? There are so many cute and adorable ways to tell people you’re expecting! After a lot of Googling and Pinteresting, I came across a cute idea on the Baby Center forum. Target sells a brand of wine called “Junebug.”
I bought a bottle and I wrote: “Expecting a Junebug….Due June 2014.” Right before dinner, I got out the bottle and asked if anyone wanted a drink of the special wine I’d bought. I knew it might take a second or two for them to figure out what I was talking about, and it was priceless to see their reactions! The best part is that I had Reese record it all on video. (I obviously adore Reese as I do all of my nieces and nephews, but she’s had a particularly rough year at school. I hoped that by sharing the news with her first, she might feel special. I showed her the bottle and asked her if she knew what it meant. Her eyes lit up and she said, “Are you pregnant?!!” right away. Love that sweet girl.) It was so wonderful to finally spill the beans with everyone….they couldn’t (and I couldn’t) believe I’d made it that long without telling them!
We got to Brian’s grandparents’ house the day before Thanksgiving. We told Brian’s family separately, since we wanted to tell his parents alone away from the group, and Mary wasn’t there yet when we arrived. First up was grandpa. 🙂 I bought a “Happy Birthday, Grandpa” card and put in a copy of the ultrasound picture. We told him in the basement the evening we arrived, and it was just the three of us. When he opened the card and read it, he kind of chuckled…at first I thought he was thinking it was a joke about him getting older. 😉 But he immediately smiled and came to give us hugs. And then I think he was more excited to tell Mary than Brian and me!
Mary ended up getting in that night, but I was down for the count. (My party life is non-existent these days, I tell ya.) We ended up telling her Thanksgiving morning in the basement, so me, Brian, Brian Sr., and Mary. I told her we had a riddle for her, and read this:
“In 2013 we wrote you a song, for your 50th birthday – you sang right along.
In 2014 your heart will be stolen, by your next birthday gift – a new Baby Dolan.”
(*Since the due date is Mary’s birthday).
I had Brian tape this, too. Happy tears were shed!! I can’t tell you how many of us were so excited just to tell Mary. We knew she’d be thrilled…and she will make a phenomenal grandma to a very lucky grandchild!
As for the rest of the family, we decided to tell everyone all together in a group just before lunch. Brian made a “Happy Anniversary” card for his grandparents, as it was their 29th Anniversary the day before. We slipped a copy of the ultrasound picture inside. Everyone gathered around and we gave Chris and Ed the card. I didn’t think of Eamon not knowing what an ultrasound picture is (I mean….most guys wouldn’t!), but when Chris saw the picture she exclaimed, “You’re pregnant!” It was the best moment. We all couldn’t wait to tell Eamon….and I think I even saw some happy tears in his eyes. 🙂 I love that man.
Week 11 – I felt a little better this week. Pretty good in the morning and then nauseous around lunch until when I went to bed. More foods are sounding good, though!
Week 12 – We met with Dr. Mernitz on Tuesday of this week. I love that guy! He’s just so positive and truthful….everything you’d want in a doctor. He went over the basics with us and everything went well. He even did an ultrasound so we got to see that little one again! It’s absolutely amazing how much he/she had changed since 2.5 weeks ago. Baby was kicking around in there…it was crazy to see! Heart rate looked good, too.
I sent a text to my sisters at the end of the week saying something like, “So WHEN did you guys start feeling better during your pregnancies?” They told me right around week 14. The end of this week I was feeling kind of crappy again, but it’s so much easier knowing I’m almost to the end of it. I can make it another week!