10 Weeks!

OK, so I'm officially 10 weeks now. It seems to be going by so quickly (even though I've been miserable). Actually, I haven't been to bad. Just really tired, and the headaches and dizzyness came this week. It's horrible. I feel like my forehead is going to explode and my eyes are crossed. I just have to lay down and go to sleep because obviously I can't take anything for it.

Jake and I have decided to do a few changes to the house. Our kitchen is currently undergoing construction. It was so small before, and we couldn't see out into our living room. We thought it necessary to see out there once the baby is here so we could always have our eye on them. Our next project is working on our laundry room. We recently got a new Washer and Dryer so we are fortunate enough to have the luxury of stacking our Washer and Dryer. It's not necessary, but it's a huge space saver for us, and for those of you who have seen our tiny home it is definitely useful to have more closet space. After we stack we are going to put all our winter coats and shoes in there. I can't wait!!! This is going to give us so much more space in our bedroom closet!! And for our last project...the BATHROOM. Not much needs to be done here. but it's still going to be time consuming and exhausting for my man. We currently have glass doors on our shower. We both agreed that this would just be a hassle once Lego is here. Plus our shower currently has an ugly yellow bath fitter around the walls and we both hate it!! So we figured that when we take out the doors we would redo the walls with tile. Shouldn't be to expensive since he tiles on the side with his Uncle (It's amazing what some people will get rid of!!!).

Once all that stuff is out of the way then we can focus on Lego's room. All we should have to do is paint and arrange furniture. It's going to be so much fun. Jake already bought something for Lego...a little USMC teddy bear we saw on base. It's really soft and is wearing a really cute Camo sweater that reads USMC. He bought it 3 days after we found out and I was really hesitant on him getting it but now that everything seems to be going well, I like the stuffed bear. And, I can't wait to find it a place in Lego's room.

It's weird how much I can feel myself changing...physically and mentally. I've been reading A LOT!!! If anyone knows me well I hate to read, but I'm actually starting to find it quite relaxing and enjoyable. Nothing really fits me anymore. I have one pair of jeans that fit me, and thankfully the BABYDOLL shirts are in style these days so I've been stocking up. I just wish I could get through this fat looking stage and people could look at me and think, "Oh, she's just pregnant...NOT FAT!" Emotionally I'm a fricken mess...happy one second, wheepy the next. Doesn't take much to set me off, and poor Jake is going along with everything so well. SERIOUSLY, he is just wonderful for putting up with me. But, something that is really bothering me is the fact that I still have not told my biological father that he's going to be a GRANDFATHER for the first time. I would like to tell him, but I'm afraid he won't care. I feel like, "Well, he didn't care about me when I came along, why would he care about my child." Plus everyday that goes by I'm starting to get more and more pissed that he wasn't involved and he WASN'T supportive to my mother. Everything that I go through I'm so thankful that Jake is there with me to experience it, and I hate my father for not being there for her. It's just a battle that I'm going through and I can't figure out what to do.

On a more upbeat note...I have another ultrasound on Sept. 4. I can't wait to see how much the baby has grown. Last time I saw Lego, 6 1/2 weeks, he was just a little dot. I'm just so excited and I think this time I get to hear the heartbeat...last time I only got to look at it beating on the screen. That moment was so surreal and kinda slapped me into reality. I can only imagine how my next visit will be. I'll keep you posted.

So, I'm knocked up...

Well, the joyous news came to us on July 15, 2008. I was then 12 days late and decided to take a test. I had taken one exactly one week earlier and it came out negative, but I talked to a few people about it and everyone kept advising that I retake it and in the morning. So I did. I think I chose to do it on the WORST morning ever. I sleepily crept out of bed and sat on the toilet. Pulled out the test, peed and waited. One line came out and I thought to myself...good, good. Then another one started to appear...bad, bad. It never got as dark as the first line, but it was definitely there.

I quickly got dressed because this was no ordinary day...JURY DUTY! I drove to the court house thinking about that stupid stick and how I wanted it to break it in half! Then I realized I rushed out the door without my summons to appear for Jury duty and I distinctly remember that I could not enter the building without it. So, I sped back to my house grabbed the stupid summons, and the stupid stick, and rushed back to the courthouse. Yea, I had a fricken stick I just peed on in a sandwhich bag in my purse all during Jury Duty. GROSS! It just so happens that I had Jury Duty with my friend Laura that morning. Thank God she was there because the time might have gone by even slower without her. We were finally released at 12, I went home ate some Ramen noodles and waited for my OBGYN to reopen after lunch.

I finally got through on the phone and I explained to the nurse that I had one neg. test and one pos. She says..."You're pregnant". I thought to myself, "Who are you??? GOD?" I don't think so...I want more proof. So, she sent me to have blood work done and SUPRISE...the next day Jake and I found out, we are brewing a baby.

Once I got off the phone with the nurse Jake walked into the house. I had sent him a text earlier in the day to let him know that we needed to "talk". Every guy, I'm sure, hates hearing those words! So as soon as he gets in the house he says, "so, what do we need to talk about?". I brought up the last test and reminded him how it was neg. and then told him I tested again and it was positve. His face lit up like a Christmas tree. I got a smile from ear to ear, eyes like a deer in head lights, and a weird head shake. I was totally surprised. I thought I would get a totally different reaction. NO, he's totally happy and excited! Now, I could be too!