6/12/09 (pretend like that's when we posted this, if you want to experience it in "real time")
After running just a couple days behind, we decide to give a home pregnancy test a spin. Instructions are hard to follow, though, and it's a total bomb.
6/14/09
A few days later, we give it another go...this time after reading the instructions a little more carefully. But still not in any way expecting the results to be positive. After a couple minutes (or however long it takes...I don't remember now) a faint faint faint line appears. One of us doesn't believe it, while the other reminds us that "a faint line is still a line." We'll let you guess which one was which. Excitement ensues, but trepidation...mostly thinking the results certainly couldn't be accurate. Thus, no photo documentation of said event.
6/17/09
A "confirmation" appointment is scheduled at which point, it's official: We're pregnant!!!! And very excited. I will point out that while waiting for the appointment, list of questions in hand (including estimated due date), J offers up that the due date is probably February 18. He even writes it down on the paper with the questions. Full documentation. During the "confirmation appointment", February 18 is the due date they estimate. J's good! We should really consider a road trip to Vegas at this point.
7/15/09
"Morning" sickness has set in, though for me it hits around 11am and doesn't let up for the rest of the day. Ugh. Today is the first ultrasound. Where I get to see the heartbeat, which is really just a tiny dot that flickers really fast. J has to miss this one, since the appointment ran an hour late and he had to get to a meeting. But I get my first glimpse of "emery".
8/19/09
Food and I are friends again. Not best friends; but we’re cordial, so that’s been nice. Today’s the day we get to hear emery’s heartbeat a.k.a. “the whoosh of a UFO”. I’ve been told that if the heart rate is above 140, it’s likely a girl, so I’m especially tuned in to find out what the heart rate is, in my unending desperate desire to “know-if-it’s-a-boy-or-a-girl” (!). J sneaks his video camera into the room with hopes that we can record sound, which we do.
At the tail end of the video, you can somewhat make out our conversation. The heart rate is in the high 150s and J tells the doc he was hoping for a baseball player. We'll see if the heart rate theory rings true, though.
In other exciting news, we've booked a cruise to the Caribbean in early October. It’s our “babymoon”. After this, our world of vacations will never be the same. So we’re excited to have this one last “hurrah”. Though we’re even more excited (and.scared.out.of.our.minds) about February 18 and how our worlds will be changing.
