I had a dream...

Not a Martin Luther type dream but a big dream to me none-the-less. We're telling both sets of parents this weekend and in preparation for that, I bought 2 bottles of sparkling apple cider for me to celebrate, while they drink champagne and I drool. One bottle is for when we tell the parents and one for when we tell our siblings.

Anyway, I had a dream last night that we had our parents at a restaurant and we asked the waiter to bring out a bottle of champagne and we would bring the apple cider up from underneath the table cloth when he brought the champagne. We asked that he not bring the champagne out until we make the announcement, at which time we'd give him a 'signal'.

So what does he do? He brings the champagne that 'no one' ordered and tries to grab both bottles of the sparkling apple cider from underneath the table. He looks like a jackass and the entire table is confused as to what he's doing! We, sort of muddled out "we're having a baby" and then I woke up to pee.

Huh, guess I don't get a preview of the 'reveal'. It's probably good, because the whole situation was such a cluster, it didn't come out right and almost made me more nervous for the whole situation. Thank goodness it didn't play out as we already have it planned.

I have a sneaking feeling that as soon as my mom see's me, she'll have a clue. I've gained a couple pounds (I only weighted what I do now in college on the all starch diet provided by the awesome dorm cafeteria and that was many years ago now), and since I haven't seen her since, um, September (ack! I had to look back at the calendar to verify) I'm sure she'll notice the change right away.

Anyway, here's the 'plan'. My parents are going to head to my in-law's (IL's) house on Saturday morning. Normally we'd wake up and head up the mountain (they live in the foothills) early. We're going to attempt to arrive about 20 minutes after my parents arrive. When we walk in, I'll be wearing a sweatshirt and as soon as we drop our bags and I get a nod from DH, I'm going to take the sweatshirt off to show a shirt that says "There's going to be another monkey in our tree!" I'll wait to see who notices it first. Then, when they figure it out, we've got little frames for the latest u/s pic, one for each set of parents. The frames say "I knew I loved you from the moment I first saw you". Then, we'll break out the champagne and sparkling cider. Also, we got a little stuffed monkey (are you detecting a theme?) and we put a little recording in it for my husband's grandparents. The recording tells them that they're going to be great-grandparents in June 2008. We're going to bring that little monkey up with us to show our parents, because we know they'll love it and want to see it before sending it off. After all that fun, we'll follow with wine tasting, and I'll happily drive (duh) and maybe I'll bring my cider along?

So, we're more than excited about telling them. I can't wait for them to know... for someone to know! It's tough keeping this a secret and thinking of all the "what if's" alone.

On another note, I'm a complete slacker. (ha!) I don't have a scanner, and I haven't taken a picture of a picture of the u/s to share with everyone... so, here I am, pressing it up against the screen until I can get it online ;-)

7w, 3d

So I'm throwing this in here early...

My husband's profession is in the computer realm. However, we're having router issues at home, so I'm not sure that I'll be able to pop on tonight and post our newest ultrasound photo.

But, that being said, I will give you a run down of the appointment: it went great. We got to see the little flicker of a heartbeat. It's heartbeat is 161 beats per minute, crazy fast! We have 'blob' pictures to share with our parents this weekend. The NP was pretty funny, she said, well, that's what they look like at this age!

It was pretty scary at first, she kept looking around and around at the ultrasound monitor. It was at least 30 seconds and her spinning the ultrasound head around and around before she said, ah! There it is! Apparently, with the spotting and the early bouts of nausea, she was thinking there was a possibility of twins. Nope! Thank goodness for me! I'd like them one at a time, to be completely honest.

When she dated the pregnancy via ultrasound, she said "7 weeks, 1 day!" Woo Hoo! I was dead on. That's what I've guessed from the beginning. I think because of my short menstrual periods, it actually allowed me to, um 'skip' a week of pregnancy. Fine by me!

Thanks for tuning in, and I'll post a pic as soon as our computer issues are resolved.

7 weeks, 1 day (officially!)

Please let this week go by quickly!

I'm having a love hate relationship with food lately. There are times that I have cravings, and when I satisfy those cravings, I'm in LOVE! Then, when I know I have to eat, but I'm not hungry at all, and I really don't want to eat, I HATE that I have to pick up a cracker (or some other super bland, boring food) and munch away to avoid becoming nauseous.

Every morning, I wake up and think: "What the hell will I fit in today?" This weekend? I wore a skirt. We're having a weird Indian-summer thing going on. Fine by me, stretchy waist = comfortable pregnant woman. I normally wear my clothing pretty fitted, and I've remained the same size for at least 2 years now. So, when we moved back in July, I got rid of all the clothing that didn't look good on me, or that I didn't feel good wearing (read: dumpy, "fat" clothes). Boy, oh boy am I regretting that now! My pants don't button, and if they do, I can't sit down. I've gained just over 3 lbs. which I *think* is about where I should be right now.

My husband and I are so excited! This weekend, we're going to tell his parents, and his grandparents. We can't wait! This morning, he said "I really wish it was the weekend! I'm really, really proud of us! By the end of this week, the secret will have been kept for 4 weeks! Holy Cow! I'm the woman that you don't tell anyone because I'll accidentally tell others. It's been documented, now I'm the last to know everything. Maybe this will redeem me? Maybe?

Tomorrow, we have our next ultrasound. I'm excited, but I can't believe how quickly time has gone by! I don't quite believe that we'll get to see it's little heartbeat tomorrow! We'll take that picture, make some copies for our parents and put it in little frames for them. (Collective "Awww" goes here)

I've had a little more spotting. There's not much, I've determined what causes it and I'm going to ask our NP tomorrow if that's normal or not. There's so little, I'm sure it's nothing, but it's still in the back of my mind.

Oh, and I went and saw this http://www.bodyworlds.com/en.html this weekend. My favorite part? They showed development of an embryo to a fetus and a baby inside a woman's abdomen. It was amazing. If it comes to your area, it's worth a visit. As long as you won't be grossed out!

Today? 7 weeks!

It's official...

I've gone from a 34B to a 34C this week. I went and bought the cheapest bra possible (that fit well) at Target. I spent $11.99. Who knew bras came so cheap? Maybe I've just always been a VS (victoria's secret) girl, but I'm not about to go spend $30-50 bucks a pop for bras in this time period.

I'm also using this opportunity to list the positives at this point. Last night, my very caring husband reminded me that I need to be more positive for our bean. It's hard because I'm positive at work, and, well, when I'm outside the house, but when I come home, I just want to whine. So, I'm turning that frown upside down. Here's my positives right now:

- It's still a secret between us two.
- One week and one day to share with family! (I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to that!)
- I suddenly have quite a rack! (but don't touch!)
- I get to see our little one early next week! (Whoever invented the ultrasound machine is near and dear to my heart!)
- I'm going to go get a bella band this weekend so I can march around work with my pants unbuttoned! (little do they know!)
- It's November! I love fall food and football, and football without baseball! (my husband is a sports nut and *must* watch all games.

Yay, I feel much better. Happy Friday!

I know you want to say hi but...

..this is not the way to do it.

The morning sickness is getting progressively worse and worse, along with my bloat. I made the mistake of wearing a semi-fitted dress yesterday for Halloween (I was an angel, of course!) and after lunch, I grew a bloat bump. The funny thing about the bloat bump: looks like a real bump to co-workers. (I don't think they noticed, I put a sweater on and hid it).

Anyway, so last night, it felt like I had the flu. I ended up falling asleep on the couch shortly after the trick or treaters stopped knocking at my door to wake me up (they were so cute, btw).

Today, I'm not feeling well again. Good news? I know I'm pregnant. Bad news? I went to the restroom and the little bean decided to send me a tiny gift again: bright red spotting (not much, but it's there). Boo.

So my next appointment is Tuesday, today's Thursday. I had a talk with my little bean and asked that it just wave hi to us at the u/s on Tuesday, that'd be great. I'll take the other symptoms, because I know they're caused by hormones but this spotting is totally unnecessary.

6w, 3d