Sunday, February 05, 2006

It's a big day today!

Today is such a huge day. So many great things happen today and I'm so excited to be able to share them all with you.

First, my sweet Danielle turns 2. Wait, no, that's not right. Are you sure? WHAT? FIVE? She's FIVE?! That means she's going to kindergarten this year. Oh, that makes me want to cry. This was the first newborn I ever held. I was holding her like an egg yolk, and I was angry at the nurse who came in to swaddle her because I thought she was being rough. I have known this child since she was just a wee fetus, and I'm not sorry to say that she and her older sister were the stars of my wedding. Was all that really FIVE years ago? I'm glad she still goes into a comatose state when you rub her back lightly. That's so cute. It's hard, accepting when the children in your life are changing from babies to toddlers to little girls. Very, very hard.

This is my 200th post!

Today is also Robbie Gras! Although the celebration of Rob's 36th trip around the sun was officially last night, today is the technical day of Robbie Gras. My Robbie Gras offering was an EMF reader and I'm glad to say that neither my house nor the oldest building in town are haunted. Our pre-Robbie Gras feast (shall we call it Robbieval?) was at Sonny's, at which we got a whoooole lot of pulled pork.

There's a big football game today. Go... whoever wins!

I'm also officially (according to my doctor) 12 weeks pregnant today. This is apparently the point after which miscarriage rates decline. Sorry it took me so long to tell y'all, I'm just nervous! I've had 3 ultrasounds so far and everything's normal. I already feel super fat, although at my last doctor visit, I had lost a pound. I want nothing to drink but koolaid and even the thought of the smell of banana peels makes me want to gag.

I know I sound extremely lackluster, but I think y'all know this is my biggest life's dream come true. I have this HUGE guard put up, and I'd like to feel super excited about being pregnant, but I can't. I'm so scared. I took a pregnancy test extremely early (10 days past ovulation, or 4 days before my period) and just knew I'd start my period anyway. When I didn't start my period, I had myself convinced that I had another ectopic. When I found out the baby had found its way to the right place, I was convinced I would miscarry. Well, I haven't, and I want to say "yet," but I know how defeatist that sounds. I was just SO excited last time I was pregnant, and my worst nightmare came true. Y'all can understand why I have a hard time being excited.

So yeah, that was my big blog announcement that I'm pregnant. Isn't everyone excited?

6 comments:

Sherry said...

LOL you gave it away about a month ago, at least to those who were reading with discernment. Congratulations hon!

Christina Martin said...

Congratulations! You had me beat by one day on at least one thing... I thought I was impatient, testing at day eleven!

Walter said...

Congratulations!
Do you have a name yet?

Melinda Barton said...

I was seriously tempted to use an ultrasound pic as the background on my p.c. I even tried it out to see what it'd look like. I figured I'd change it as little Pittsburgh grew. I know, I'm a bit too excited about the first UNO Sci-fi baby.
Then, I realized it would look really awful if I met someone and she came over to find another woman's uterus on my computer. Oh, well. I guess I'll have to stick to the one of the vagina. haha

Christine said...

CONGRATULATIONS! I will add you to my prayer list and ask St. Gerard (http://www.catholic-forum.com/saints/saintg06.htm) to pray, too. He's the patron of expectant mothers and of children (among other stuff).

May God watch over you and your little one.

Bird said...

Well, apparently I have no discernment and now I'm gonna have to go back and read EVERY post to see what exactly clued Sherry in to your pregnant-ness. Now that I think about it, the guy I worked with knew i was pregnant before I did--maybe I just suck at this stuff.

Anyway, Congrats! and fingers crossed that you make it over the finish line with a ginormous belly and complaining about how frickin' uncomfortable you are.

I just read like your last mazillion posts and had thought on a lot of them, but right now all I'm thinking about is the whole welfare/drug test thing and my george, it's genius. Did you know that there was a student at the last school I worked at whose mom sold his ritalin? Digusting. There should be some checks and balances.