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April 20, 2015

Baby Fizzlet

Well, we're pregnant!

4 weeks

This picture is from the day we found out, January 26th, 2015. Which, hilariously enough, was the same day we started dating (2009). January 26th is like our version of November 12th, 1955, in Back to the Future: "It could mean that that point in time inherently contains some sort of cosmic significance. Almost as if it were the junction point for the entire space-time continuum. On the other hand, it could just be an amazing coincidence."


We hadn't been trying long at all (turns out I'm a bit of a fertile Myrtle), but I had already become super paranoid that we'd have troubles because of my self-diagnosis of borderline endometriosis, which can cause fertility issues.

You know, these guys and all their shenanigans...


With all the things those ovaries have put me through, I would have been really ticked off at the injustice of them not working properly.

But in the short time I had to worry about infertility, I became super obsessive about tracking every tiny detail of my cycle. Imagine! Me, obsessive.


Everything was a possible sign of pregnancy! 


So there had already been a few negative pee sticks by that point. I was pretty sure that particular January cycle had been a bust, but since I had acquired a bad cold and wanted to take decongestants, I thought I'd better take another test on the 22nd just in case. Negative again. So I took decongestants. Turns out that decision was an oops!

After having some period-like symptoms with no period on the 26th, I thought, what the heck, I'll have Eric pick up a pregnancy test after work.

Two pink lines!


I couldn't believe it. I was incredibly suspicious of those two little lines.


I insisted we go out immediately to pick up a digital "yes" or "no" test. Those two lines left too much to question. 

And...

Ta da!

I'm currently 16 weeks, due October 5th. How has pregnancy been so far, you ask?


Good golly have I been sick. Name a pregnancy symptom and I've probably had it...
  • nausea 
  • vomiting
  • headaches
  • backaches
  • leg cramps
  • heartburn
  • bloating
  • congestion
  • digestive system not having a clue
  • acne
  • fatigue
  • insomnia
  • cravings
  • food aversions
  • breast pain
  • emotional
  • bleedy nose
  • sore gums
  • vivid dreams
  • peeing always
So basically...

Nothing anyone told me could have prepared me for how freaking crappy you can feel when pregnant. And I'm even taking medication! It hasn't helped that two weeks ago I got a nasty stomach bug and a week ago a really bad cold. Woe is me.


And to those who keep saying it all gets better in the second trimester -- well, so far, where I am concerned, what I have to say to you is:


I used to think it would be so great to be pregnant because then I wouldn't have periods... 


What a fool I was. I almost miss these cute little guys. 



...almost.

I remember the first day I threw up (6 weeks). I was actually excited. 


Silly, naive Paige. You see, throughout my pregnancy, I keep having the thought "what if I'm not really pregnant!" 

And then my brain goes...


... and lists off all of the obvious symptoms, including things like the lack of period and two positive pregnancy tests. But that first throwing up was another big symptom to prove I was pregnant. That's the one that always seems to seal the deal in movies. 

Now I've lost track of how many times I've thrown up. I don't know if there's a room in my house that hasn't been thrown up in. My garbage can is my constant companion now. 

But luckily, I've always been able to keep at least one substantial meal down a day. I can't stay mad at food.


And, as evidenced by my baby bump, I am gaining some healthy baby weight.

15 weeks

And luckily, Eric has been a champion nurse and cutest little dad-to-be.


And also luckily, I work from home. I can't imagine having to deal with a "normal job" when I've been this sick. On a number of occasions I've had to throw up in my trusty garbage can while working. It takes some skills. 


Plus, anything that's not essential to mine and baby's health has gone out the window. Personal hygiene and looks have taken a big hit. When you have to think about it for a while when your husband asks when the last time you showered was, it's gotten pretty bad.


And I've been so cooped up being sick that what little social skills I had have probably gone out the window...


So my hat definitely goes off to those people who have to carry on with high-functioning jobs. Not that my job doesn't have its own challenges. Pretty tough when you need to pee constantly but have to wait for commercial breaks, for example. 


And here's our little Fizzlet at almost 13 weeks. Daw, look how cute Fizzlet is already!



When I saw that little guy/girl wiggling around on the ultrasound, all the sickness and discomfort was immediately forgiven. We love Fizzlet already and are out-of-our-minds excited to meet him/her.