Wednesday, March 31, 2010


My mother in law sent us some baby stuff (along with 2 boxes of thin mints for me) and she also wanted us to do the test where you wave a chain above the baby to determine the sex.

Its a baby

First the excitement of the heartbeat and then the actual ultrasound. There is no way to describe the feeling of actually seeing your baby. I think up until that point it didn't feel real but as soon as I saw it kicking and moving around in there it felt very real. It was hard for the nurse to get a good photo because it kept moving all around. Of course I would have a hyper baby. But good to see it was active. We decided to do the test where they measure the neck for downs syndrome. I forget the name right now. Those tests all came back negative so that's good news. I still have another round of blood tests next week but I'm hoping its all good.

I've finally hit my second trimester. I think I'm 15 weeks now. I'm finally starting to show a little. I've noticed the last few days my belly has kinda popped out. Its bizarre cause its hard and doesn't feel like my stomach anymore. I will post a photo soon but I'm still in the chubby tummy phase where I don't think people would know I was pregnant, just might think I had too much dessert. Anyways the second trimester, so much better than the first. I finally wake up and feel good not like I'm gonna puke all over the place. Oh and the best part is I can stay up till 10:30, I know I'm wild. I think as the weeks go on my energy will come back even more so I'm waiting for that.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

weeks felt like years

I knew the next step was to find a dr or in our case a midwife. After watching the Business of Being Born twice I was sold on the fact that I wanted my birth to be with a midwife and totally natural. I'm sure as I'm in labor I will be regretting this and begging for an epidural but I'm going to try and stick with the plan. So I called around trying to find a midwife in my area. I live in baby land so midwives are pretty easy to find in these parts. I found a few I liked and had good reviews but to my surprise they were all booked up for my due date. I was calling around literally a few days after I missed my period so that means there are crazy people (or I guess really smart people) that started booking midwives before they actually knew they were pregnant. I finally found an opening with a midwife in the upper west side. Not the most convenient location but I had heard great stuff about her so I decided a few extra stops on the train wouldn't hurt me. Georgia our midwife ended up being wonderful. Our first appt was pretty exciting and scary. So many questions and talking about things I hadn't even heard of. The appt went well but she couldn't hear a heartbeat (which I guess is normal that early on)but still that was probably the most nervous next few weeks I would spend waiting. We kept putting off telling the family and friends because I was just worried about that heartbeat. Thanks to the good ol internet I just read horror stories of everyone having a miscarriage on their first try so it was already in my head. I didn't want to get excited and then be let down.
Since I felt pretty pregnant we decided to start telling family and a few close friends and just wait patiently for that appt to hear the heartbeat.
The weeks went by super slow. I spent most of my days working then passing out as soon as I got home, eating dinner, then sleeping before 8pm. I think a lot of my friends were on to me because I was a full on hermit and when I did go out I didn't drink. It was so hard to hide it from everyone.
Finally 10 weeks came around and we had our appt to hear the heartbeat. Sitting in the waiting room was awful, just sweating and stressing on everything. It was one of the happiest moments when she immediately heard the heartbeat. Its crazy how fast it was beating. Blake ever recorded it so I'm going to attempt to insert it in here. Ok tried that and it doesn't work so I need to figure something else out.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

I'm doing this

I started this blog a few weeks after I found out I was pregnant but I got lazy and didn't do anything but thanks to a talk with one of my friends yesterday I was inspired. So Kristin this is for you........

So I guess the best place to begin is the moment I peed on a stick. But let me get to the day leading up to that first. Blake and I were trying but in all honestly I thought it would take a few times so it was a pretty casual attempt. Still after trying I decided to be cautious about drinking alcohol and coffee. I figured I was going to start this mom thing off right. So about 2 weeks before my period was supposed to come I got cramps. Like the ones you get before your period. So I completely 100% thought I was not pregnant so I did what any normal person would do, I went out drinking. I was supposed to get my period on Wednesday and since I'm usually pretty on time I was a little worried but still had cramps so just talked myself into the fact it was just stress and it was late, no biggie. Thursday night rolled around and I went out drinking with some friends. I got a bit drink and kinda joked with my friends that I was late and was probably pregnant. In the morning still no period but I wasn't freaking out yet. It was my friend Jacques that kept asking me if I took a test yet. I lied and said everything was fine but figured I'll just get a test and get it out of the way. So I took my hungover ass to CVS and bought the 3 pack. I figured since we were trying I could save them for later.
So I pee on my stick and immediately a big blue plus comes up. I probably checked the instructions about 100 times to make sure that meant positive. There is no real way to explain the emotions of holy shit I'm hungover and I just took a pregnancy test but holy shit I'm having a baby. I immediately ran and told Sierra who just looked at me like I was nuts. I think I started to cry but I will never be able to describe the emotions. I let an hour or so pass then I took another test just to make sure and same thing, big blue plus. So at this point I just started searching the internet for every bit of information I could find. I had no idea how I was going to tell Blake and how I was going to find a dr. I pretty much spent the rest of the day in research mode, waiting for Blake to get home from work.
I didn't tell him when he walked through the door cause I was too nervous. I had no idea how I was supposed to tell him. I had read all these cute stories on the internet about how people told their husbands but I couldn't even fathom putting anything together. So I was patient through dinner and decided I was going to burst if I didn't let him know. Still not idea what I was going to do I went in the kitchen and noticed a bottle of Apple Cider (thanks to Nick for buying this about 3 years ago) and poured it into champagne glasses and grabbed the 2 test. I walked out to the couch and literally threw the tests on his lap and handed him the apple cider. He looked at me in complete and udder shock. I think as I threw them down I said I was pregnant. I really don't remember, my heart was beating so damn fast. The romance and cuteness was a big zero at this point. I don't know how people make this special. Its the scariest moment ever. So there is was out in the open. I think the best way to describe the feeling was just "holy shit."