My ego is prego!!!

I haven't written in FOREVER because things have been super busy! Jason and I found out we were having a baby the day after Mother's day, and announced it to both of our families on Father's Day. I can't believe how fast the time goes.  I just feel like it was yesterday when Jas and I would talk about our future kids, but in the far future, like it was years and years away. But, the time is almost here where we will be parents.  Today, I sat on the couch and felt baby kick for a whole minute or so and I realized how excited I was to finally be a Mom.

I haven’t written anything down yet, or bought much for the babes, which makes it less real to me. But then I realized that I won’t remember anything about my first pregnancy if I don’t write it down.  I say I don’t have time…but I do. I need to make time so I can remember and then share those memories with our daughter.  Jason had a dream last night that I had the baby and that he was holding her. He said she was beautiful. It made me so happy. He is going to be an amazing Dad. I can’t wait to see how he interacts with our daughter.  He also told me that she weighed over 10 pounds in his dream. I’m hoping that part is not true.

When we found out:

It was Mother’s Day when I thought we were pregnant. Well, I kinda thought we were pregnant. We had been trying for what seemed like forever (it wasn’t long at all). Anyway, the previous month, I was so convinced I was pregnant, but no matter how many tests I took, they all came back negative. I kept calling my Dad, and he was like, “just wait a few days.” The next morning, I found I wasn't.  I remember sitting in the bathroom, balling my eyes out because I thought I was pregnant and wasn’t. I didn't realize how much I wanted a baby until then.

Anyways, back to when we found out. We bought a test, I went in the bathroom, I was kinda shaking because I thought I was, but didn’t want to get my hopes up. I had to like look at something at the ceiling so I didn’t look too early. But there it was…that positive sign I’d been waiting to see for months and months. I went out to tell Jason (I was really shaking now). I said “Well, I’m pregnant.” And all he said over and over again was “no you’re not….no you’re not!” I had to show him the test before he stopped talking and gave me a huge hug. We had no idea what to expect on the pregnancy journey.

Week 4-16:

I got sick/nauseated right away. It started probably at 5 weeks. I would wake up every morning and feel like I was going to puke. I couldn’t eat anything. Everything sounded disgusting, fruits, veggies, MEAT especially. I tried to take a bite of chicken and almost barfed. The smell of hamburgers made my barf every single time.  I didn’t start throwing up probably until week 7. Until then, I basically survived on Sprite Zero, spaghetti and maybe oatmeal. My dad called me in some Zolfran, which helped a little.  But I started barfing almost every morning. It would just come on, no matter what I would do. The first time it happened, I barfed all over our kitchen floor and in the garbage can. Worst thing ever.  

The 3 most memorable barfing incidents were as follows:

1    I was ironing my shirt, barfed in the sink and burnt my arm badly on the iron.

2   When we were in Park City, we were at the pool and I smelled Hamburgers. Like really strong. I couldn’t stop the barf from coming up. I barfed in my mouth and had to run to the bathroom. It’s so frustrating when nothing sounds good…ever. 

3   We were driving home from Park City. I had eaten a strawberry yogurt and nothing else. I had felt sick the entire morning. We were in the fast lane on the freeway. I was feeling so sick so I told Jason I was going to barf and to get over. He said “I can’t Em, there are cars.” I said “Jason, I’m going to Barf.” He said, “Roll down the window,” I rolled down the window and barfed out it, while we were going 80mph. It got all on the side of our car, in my hair, some in the car…he finally pulled over and I ralphed 3 more times on the side of the road.  That may have been the worst day. We got home and I barfed again.  Jason took a picture that we will have to keep. It was the side of the car…it was all covered in strawberry yogurt barf, and the inside of the car got in just a little bit. My hair was covered in barf and so was my shirt. It was so sad but funny LATER. Below is a pic of the car after the incident. I know...GROSS!

I stopped getting sick around 18 weeks. I still had some nausea, and still do, but it got way better. Other pregnancy woes during that time…nothing sounded good, barfing and back pain. I had some serious back and side pain at the beginning that I didn’t experience before. Also…round ligament pain. Sometimes the muscles around the area down there hurt so bad that it’s hard to walk (especially while exercising). 

Week 18-20

These weeks, I stopped barfing, which was amazing…but I also got other symptoms. I started being HIT by exhaustion. Seriously, I felt sometimes during the day like I was going to fall asleep standing up. I also have to pee every hour or so. AND I’m starving like all the time. I eat, then an hour later my stomach is growling. I don’t know how people don’t gain like 80 pounds when their stomach is hurting and bugging them all day to eat. This babes probably LOVES food, just like her Daddy. I’ve gotten a belly too. It isn’t big enough to showcase (so I still just look fat), but I do see it and feel it every day.

While Jason was playing the guitar last week, I thought I felt a little flutter of her moving. That was the first time I felt her move.

I think this picture was taken week 18. I have a little baby bump!

Weeks 20-22

We had our big ultrasound and it was amazing. We found out that it was a girl for sure and we are so excited. We cannot wait to meet our little one. Everything looked good on the ultrasound.  This week I finally started feeling her move. I was getting worried as I didn't really feel her a lot until about week 21.  Below is how we announced it was a girl. Love her so much already.