An Important Annoucement

I wondered how long I should wait to announce this on my blog, but it's getting far enough along that I think it's time.

I am two months pregnant. :D


I've known since I was five weeks pregnant, but I wanted to wait until I was further along to announce the good news. My family and friend have known since I was about six weeks, but that's mostly because I think there's a neon sign on my forehead saying, "I'm pregnant". Everyone said they knew I was even before I told them. 


My husband and I were trying to get pregnant by simply not preventing it. We weren't bothering with timing and measuring and all of the hoops people jump through to try to get pregnant. We just thought now was a good time because of our respective jobs. I started taking prenatal vitamins, and a month later I missed my period. I figured I was just overreacting since we'd just started trying to have a baby. I gave it a few days, and took a pregnancy test to rule it out.

Except the test was positive. I took two more, and all three were positive. In a panic, I called my best friend who's a nurse and asked her just how accurate those home pregnancy tests are. She said they were really accurate and I needed to make an appointment with an Ob-gyn. Turns out, they want you to be at least six weeks from your last period to confirm a pregnancy, so I had to wait two weeks.

It was really surreal. I kept thinking there was a mistake, that I was just overreacting. Despite the morning sickness, headaches, fatigue, and dizzy spells. It's just hard to believe at first. I don't know if you've ever received some really amazing news before, like being accepted at a really amazing school, or perhaps getting an agent, or getting married, but it's just hard to believe it's true at first. It's this huge paradigm shift. 

And it's scary. A lot of people tell you that miscarriage is common, and you should wait to tell people until you're out of your first trimester. Unfortunately, a few weeks ago I felt so dizzy and lightheaded at work I almost passed out, so I told my coworkers I was pregnant, just in case I DID pass out and they called the paramedics or something. I didn't pass out, but the cat was out of the bag. So I told my family and friends, and that's when they were all, "Oh yeah, you had to be pregnant, I knew it." I wish they were all as good at predicting lottery numbers, because boy would we be set.


I have the What to Expect When You're Expecting book, and it's awesome. There's a week by week break down of all of the wonderful changes my body is going through. So far the morning sickness has been bad, but not as bad as I've heard other people suffering. I don't seem to be able to eat anything at all from the morning into the late afternoon except mashed potatoes and crackers (the mashed potato thing must come from my side of the family, since growing up we had potatoes almost every single day).

Ginger ale and crackers are my constant companions now. I do most of my eating in the evening as a result of the morning sickness. The crappy thing is no matter how much I don't feel like eating, I still need to make sure I am getting enough of proteins, fruits, vegetables, and grains. Ahhh, the joys of pregnancy.


I am due February 13th, so we're having a Valentine's Day baby. It's too soon to tell if it's a boy or a girl, but I will keep you guys posted. 

Of course, I've also thought about my writing in regards to the pregnancy. The first week or so it was really hard to concentrate, but I've adjusted and gotten back into the swing of things. Or as much as possible. I don't think writing a book is exactly like having a baby, but I am seeing the similarities. 

So there you have it! Not only am I working on a complete rewrite, but I am currently growing a baby as well!