Well, all of the parents and grandparents know about the new baby now.
On Saturday, due to inclement weather, the Myrtle Beach marathon was cancelled. I was still able to ride in the bike race on Sunday, but since I didn't run the marathon and wasn't super sore, we decided to head home early. We met the Simons and Mom for dinner on Sunday night at Steak n Shake. We got their reaction on video, which I will post soon.
I had sent Dad his package on Thursday night. I thought that since I didn't get a call from him on Saturday, I wouldn't hear from him until at least today due to the holiday yesterday. Well, it must have come on Saturday and he just didn't get the mail until yesterday, because he called me late last night.
After my Dad's call, we called all of Robby's grandparents and our best friends to tell them over the phone.
So now the secret's out. I'm currently 13w0d today. If you count months, the first trimester ended yesterday. If you count weeks, the first trimester ends on Saturday. Hopefully everything will still be okay at our next appointment on March 2nd. It seems like so far between appointments, and even though I'm around the beginning of the second trimester, I'm still nervous that something is going to happen and we'll have to tell everyone the baby isn't coming afterall.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Told the Boss...and the office
My boss came into town yesterday. He is based out of Dallas, so he comes every other month or so to check on how things are going in the Roswell office.
Since I am nearing my second trimester, and won't see him in person for two more weeks (at which point I will definitely be showing), I decided it best to tell him while he was in town.
He was supposed to stay three days, but when the storms started rolling in, he cut his visit short. I decided to catch him right when he got here, so that I wouldn't miss the opportunity.
Well, he is thrilled! He's so happy for us and didn't even want to talk about how we were going to deal with me being out for two months. He said we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, and proceeded to give me all kinds of advice as to how I need to eat and stay away from microwaves.
He was so excited that he couldn't keep him mouth shut. Once he started asking me a bunch of questions and telling me to name the baby after him, I pretty much had to tell the rest of the people in the office.
There are only three other people in our office area, but now they know before our parents know. I'm not exactly thrilled about that, but such is life.
Amy, Sam, Mimi, and Matt will be the next to know. I will be so glad when the secret is finally out, and I don't have to worry about hiding anything anymore.
I just hope the baby stays healthy through the rest of the six months.
Since I am nearing my second trimester, and won't see him in person for two more weeks (at which point I will definitely be showing), I decided it best to tell him while he was in town.
He was supposed to stay three days, but when the storms started rolling in, he cut his visit short. I decided to catch him right when he got here, so that I wouldn't miss the opportunity.
Well, he is thrilled! He's so happy for us and didn't even want to talk about how we were going to deal with me being out for two months. He said we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, and proceeded to give me all kinds of advice as to how I need to eat and stay away from microwaves.
He was so excited that he couldn't keep him mouth shut. Once he started asking me a bunch of questions and telling me to name the baby after him, I pretty much had to tell the rest of the people in the office.
There are only three other people in our office area, but now they know before our parents know. I'm not exactly thrilled about that, but such is life.
Amy, Sam, Mimi, and Matt will be the next to know. I will be so glad when the secret is finally out, and I don't have to worry about hiding anything anymore.
I just hope the baby stays healthy through the rest of the six months.
Friday, February 5, 2010
2nd Appointment
We had our second OBGYN appointment yesterday afternoon at 11w3d. I have gained 2lbs since the last apppointment. I was really hoping to hear the heartbeat, but no luck this time.
The first thing the doctor told us when she came in and reviewed my lab results was that I was the first completely healthy patient she had all day. That's pretty scary for the state of health of women in the area.
She had her Doppler device with her and searched for about five minutes to try to find the baby's heartbeat. After finding mine in two different places, she couldn't find the baby's. She said "you win" to the baby and had us walk across the hall to the ultrasound room.
In the ultrasound room, we had another ultrasound - this time NOT vaginal (yay!) - and were able to see the baby. Our little one is VERY active! S/he was moving around, waving his/her arms. S/he rolled over while we were watching. We could see the hands and jaw bone and legs. Very cool!
So, while we weren't able to hear the heartbeat or know how fast it is going, the movement satisfied the doctor.
I then asked the doctor, who is in much better shape than the nurse midwife I saw last time, about running the marathon a week from Saturday. She did not seem to have any problems what-so-ever. The only thing she said was to ensure I was hydrating throughout, which I do anyway. She said that I will probably feel differently afterwards than normal - more out of breath and sore - but that she didn't have any problems with me doing the race. She said that she played tennis up until two days before she delivered her baby without any problems.
The doctor also said that because we don't have any risk factors, she didn't feel the need to do any of the genetic testing that is offered, unless we absolutely wanted to. I told her I don't want any more needles than I absolutely have to have. She said that was fine and that the 20 week ultrasound would be very high-tech and would be able to identify any risks of Downs syndrome or any other genetic defects.
So, even though we didn't get to hear the heartbeat, the doctor's appointment went very well. Baby looks healthy. I'm healthy. And all is well.
My next appointment is March 2nd. I will be exactly 15 weeks at that time.
The first thing the doctor told us when she came in and reviewed my lab results was that I was the first completely healthy patient she had all day. That's pretty scary for the state of health of women in the area.
She had her Doppler device with her and searched for about five minutes to try to find the baby's heartbeat. After finding mine in two different places, she couldn't find the baby's. She said "you win" to the baby and had us walk across the hall to the ultrasound room.
In the ultrasound room, we had another ultrasound - this time NOT vaginal (yay!) - and were able to see the baby. Our little one is VERY active! S/he was moving around, waving his/her arms. S/he rolled over while we were watching. We could see the hands and jaw bone and legs. Very cool!
So, while we weren't able to hear the heartbeat or know how fast it is going, the movement satisfied the doctor.
I then asked the doctor, who is in much better shape than the nurse midwife I saw last time, about running the marathon a week from Saturday. She did not seem to have any problems what-so-ever. The only thing she said was to ensure I was hydrating throughout, which I do anyway. She said that I will probably feel differently afterwards than normal - more out of breath and sore - but that she didn't have any problems with me doing the race. She said that she played tennis up until two days before she delivered her baby without any problems.
The doctor also said that because we don't have any risk factors, she didn't feel the need to do any of the genetic testing that is offered, unless we absolutely wanted to. I told her I don't want any more needles than I absolutely have to have. She said that was fine and that the 20 week ultrasound would be very high-tech and would be able to identify any risks of Downs syndrome or any other genetic defects.
So, even though we didn't get to hear the heartbeat, the doctor's appointment went very well. Baby looks healthy. I'm healthy. And all is well.
My next appointment is March 2nd. I will be exactly 15 weeks at that time.
Monday, February 1, 2010
It's February!
The month of love. The month of my sixth marathon (and last before giving birth). The month where I transition from trimester one to trimester two, which also means THE MONTH I GET TO TELL THE WORLD! Finally! January drug by. It was like watching paint dry!
I'm at 11 weeks right now, so I still have two more weeks until I'm in my second trimester. So, three weeks from now, everyone will know that I'm expecting.
Here is how I see the sequence of events playing out:
On February 9th I have my monthly meeting with my boss. During that meeting, I will tell him that I'm pregnant and will be taking two months off for maternity leave starting the end of August. I will also be telling him that I won't be able to travel internationally after the end of May. This may be difficult, as we will probably have to fit some projects in toward the beginning of the year rather than middle or end.
On February 11th, I will be mailing a package to Dad and Mindy. It will be a "Valentine's Day" gift with "Do not open until Valentine's Day" written on the outside. More about that later...
On February 12th I will be meeting Amy, Sam, Matt, and Mimi for dinner before the Myrtle Beach marathon. We will make the announcement to them during dinner.
On February 14th, I expect a call from my dad, who should have received my package. (In the package, I'm including a note for them to call me before they open the it.) Inside the package, they will find a framed picture of the sonogram. On the frame is written "I love my Grandpa and Memaw." Hopefully, he will be able to figure it out from that.
On February 16th, after returning from Myrtle Beach, we will try to meet Rob's parents for dinner. We are also giving them a gift, which has the same framed picture of the sonogram with "I love my Gramps and B-Ma" written on the frame.
On either February 18th or 19th (depending on her work schedule), we will head up to Oakwood to see my mom. The purpose of the trip (or so she thinks) is to take a look at what furniture we want to take for the new house. But really, she will also be receiving a gift - a framed sonogram with "I love my Grandma" on the frame.
After all the grandparents know, I'll be calling up Lisa and a couple of other people before I post my facebook message for the rest of the world to figure out. My facebook message will read: "Elizabeth Simon is The Incubator. I can make humans. What's your super power?"
This blog has definitely helped me keep the secret thus far. But as you can probably tell, I'm so ready to blurt it all out!
I'm at 11 weeks right now, so I still have two more weeks until I'm in my second trimester. So, three weeks from now, everyone will know that I'm expecting.
Here is how I see the sequence of events playing out:
On February 9th I have my monthly meeting with my boss. During that meeting, I will tell him that I'm pregnant and will be taking two months off for maternity leave starting the end of August. I will also be telling him that I won't be able to travel internationally after the end of May. This may be difficult, as we will probably have to fit some projects in toward the beginning of the year rather than middle or end.
On February 11th, I will be mailing a package to Dad and Mindy. It will be a "Valentine's Day" gift with "Do not open until Valentine's Day" written on the outside. More about that later...
On February 12th I will be meeting Amy, Sam, Matt, and Mimi for dinner before the Myrtle Beach marathon. We will make the announcement to them during dinner.
On February 14th, I expect a call from my dad, who should have received my package. (In the package, I'm including a note for them to call me before they open the it.) Inside the package, they will find a framed picture of the sonogram. On the frame is written "I love my Grandpa and Memaw." Hopefully, he will be able to figure it out from that.
On February 16th, after returning from Myrtle Beach, we will try to meet Rob's parents for dinner. We are also giving them a gift, which has the same framed picture of the sonogram with "I love my Gramps and B-Ma" written on the frame.
On either February 18th or 19th (depending on her work schedule), we will head up to Oakwood to see my mom. The purpose of the trip (or so she thinks) is to take a look at what furniture we want to take for the new house. But really, she will also be receiving a gift - a framed sonogram with "I love my Grandma" on the frame.
After all the grandparents know, I'll be calling up Lisa and a couple of other people before I post my facebook message for the rest of the world to figure out. My facebook message will read: "Elizabeth Simon is The Incubator. I can make humans. What's your super power?"
This blog has definitely helped me keep the secret thus far. But as you can probably tell, I'm so ready to blurt it all out!
Friday, January 29, 2010
Grandma's House is closer to Our House
Well, we put the offer in for Grandma's house, did our due diligence (a general inspection and a stucco inspection), and sent the sellers our addendum to address concerns. They accepted the offer (after some negotiation) and accepted our addendum, so we are a few steps closer to owning the house. The next step is securing the loan, which is currently in process with SunTrust.
Here are some pictures of the house
Here are some pictures of the house
Monday, January 25, 2010
Where did that stink bomb come from?
So, although I still just look like I've been eating too much junk food and haven't been doing my crunches, my pants are tight and my belly is sticking out a bit.
But what is that smell??
Okay, so I know this is a gross topic, but I have had the worst gas lately. It's not too bad in the morning, but by the night time my belly is so bloated, I look six months pregnant! Sometimes it is so bad that it hurts to stand up, and the only comfortable position is lying down with Nacho on my belly hoping to push it out. And when it comes out...clear the room! It is the worst smell I've ever smelled! I told you this was a gross topic!
Luckily my wonderful hubby can't smell very well, or he would be staying very far away from me at all times.
So add that to my list of pregnancy symptoms:
1. Peeing every hour
2. Bitter/nausea taste in my mouth every now and then
3. Exhausted all the time
4. Hungry more often than normal
5. Horrible, smelly gas
I can't wait for this trimester to be over!
But what is that smell??
Okay, so I know this is a gross topic, but I have had the worst gas lately. It's not too bad in the morning, but by the night time my belly is so bloated, I look six months pregnant! Sometimes it is so bad that it hurts to stand up, and the only comfortable position is lying down with Nacho on my belly hoping to push it out. And when it comes out...clear the room! It is the worst smell I've ever smelled! I told you this was a gross topic!
Luckily my wonderful hubby can't smell very well, or he would be staying very far away from me at all times.
So add that to my list of pregnancy symptoms:
1. Peeing every hour
2. Bitter/nausea taste in my mouth every now and then
3. Exhausted all the time
4. Hungry more often than normal
5. Horrible, smelly gas
I can't wait for this trimester to be over!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Growing Pains
For the past two days, I have felt this strange sensation in my lower abdomen area. It feels like my insides are being stretched.
I'm not really liking it. It's not really painful, but annoying, and makes me want to itch the skin above the stretching feeling.
Right now, I don't really show (with clothes on at least). In fact, I can easily pull my transverse abdominus in and look like I have a completely flat stomach. But the stretching thing feels like I can actually feel my belly growing by the hour.
In the evenings, after dinner, my belly looks huge! It's probably because it is my biggest meal of the day and there is no where else for my food to go. In the morning, the little bump is still there, but not nearly as bad as the evening.
Last night, Rob was looking at my belly and said that it was "cool." It was poking out so much that my belly button was almost non-existent. He asked if I was exaggerating it any. I wasn't. The food might have been.
I'm not really liking it. It's not really painful, but annoying, and makes me want to itch the skin above the stretching feeling.
Right now, I don't really show (with clothes on at least). In fact, I can easily pull my transverse abdominus in and look like I have a completely flat stomach. But the stretching thing feels like I can actually feel my belly growing by the hour.
In the evenings, after dinner, my belly looks huge! It's probably because it is my biggest meal of the day and there is no where else for my food to go. In the morning, the little bump is still there, but not nearly as bad as the evening.
Last night, Rob was looking at my belly and said that it was "cool." It was poking out so much that my belly button was almost non-existent. He asked if I was exaggerating it any. I wasn't. The food might have been.
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