It's facebook official :) (and my first ultrasound!)

Well it's official - FACEBOOK official. Yayy! 

And even more exciting than that is 

WE GOT TO SEE BABY!

Seeing my sweet jellybean's heartbeat was so amazing. I've been insanely nervous about this ultrasound. So many girls in my BabyBump forum were reporting miscarriages after their first US (ultrasound) so I have been really anxious about finding an empty sac or see a baby with no heartbeat. But my little one was super active, doing somersaults and waving it's hands and kicking it's feet and the little flicker of a heartbeat was going strong (heartbeat was 150 - old wives tale says boy...as well as all the other old wives tales...guess we'll find out soon enough)! We listened for a few seconds and got the typical galloping horses sound (which by the way is so much cooler when it's your own baby than when it's someone else's). Jonathon was so quiet - he sat and stared at the screen. The doctor and I chatted the whole time but he was 100% silent - shock? excitement? Who knows. But he definitely beat me to posting the official announcement on facebook - before the doctor had even left the room, he had posted it and already gotten one "like"!

Here's my favorite US pictures - the doctor gave us 7 but these were the best and the only ones where you could really see anything

Funny story: My doctor is obsessed with baby feet. The entire US, she kept telling us that our baby has the cutest feet ever and she kept squealing with excitement (unprofessional? maybe. But it was SO nice seeing her excited about our baby rather than it being "just another normal day at work"). Every time baby would put it's foot out, which was non-stop, she would snap a picture. At the end as we were walking out, she told me to hide the pictures before I left the room because she was really only supposed to give me 2, but since my baby had such cute feet, she couldn't help herself. Made me grin! 

And finally, my dad is so excited about baby. He's been waiting rather impatiently to announce it from the pulpit of his church and calls me all the time to check on me and baby. He's busy making plans and giving advice - I love it! My mom is equally excited, but no surprise there! And the uncle-to-be is apparently obsessed with baby as well. This is gonna be one very very loved baby. 

:)

9 weeks, 1 day...

I'm exhausted, I'm irritable, I'm nauseous about half of the time, I have a million random little tugs and pulls and pinches, I'm paranoid, my back hurts, my head hurts, and I'm ready for this first trimester to be over! 

*Disclaimer: this is a rant. I am overjoyed to be pregnant, and I was as aware as possible of what I was getting myself into when we began trying to conceive, however, as a hormonal pregnant lady, I'm entitled to a rant every now and then*

This isn't fun so far. Once I can actually announce the news, I'll be a lot happier. Having to hide Saltines at work and sneak to the bathroom every half hour isn't exactly making me happy. Several of the women there know that we've been trying to get pregnant for a while because we're a pretty close-knit group. One lady in particular is beyond nosy and every time she asks how I am and say anything like "I'm tired" or "I'm ok" or anything other than "perfectly fabulous" she goes "oh my gosh, are you pregnant?!".   

Ugh. Stop. Enough.

As if that's not annoying enough (if I weren't pregnant, the last thing I'd want to be constantly reminded of is me NOT being pregnant, so, either way, she needs to just stop), once I tell her I'm not, she proceeds to give me advice on how I should go about getting pregnant:

"Oh, it'll happen when you least expect it" 

"Just stop trying and it'll happen"  

Really?! 

 These are the two most annoying things someone could ever say to someone trying to conceive. Every blog, poll, forum, conversation I've read lists these two comments as the #1 most irritating piece of "advice" that is likely to solicit the receiver of the advice picturing the adviser in a Vulcan death grip. 

just shut up.

Now, on to my original statement:  

I'm exhausted - every day I come home, I take a nap. A two or three hour nap. The house is a mess (except my amazing hubby cleaned the whole downstairs yesterday - woohooo!), we're not eating well because I'm too tired to cook, much less go grocery shopping, and the poop pups are being neglected.

I'm irritable - I don't want to talk to anyone or see anyone pretty much most of the time. They irritate me. All of the time. Most of the time. I don't even know.

I'm nauseous about half of the time - so morning sickness hasn't really hit me hard at all (hence the reason I've accepted the fact/assumption that I'm having a boy - thank you to the old wives tales and just a "feeling" - go ahead and laugh at me), but almost every day once I get settled into work, I just feel like poo.

I have a million random little tugs and pulls and pinches - there's pin-pricks in my side, my belly button feels like it's bruised, everything is stretching and pulling which results in tons of odd sensations. None that really hurt, but, are noticeable and irritating and enough to make me go "ummm....huh?"

I'm paranoid - since the pregnancy started out with some spotting, I've been overly paranoid about a miscarriage. They are oh so very common, especially this early on, I'm doing everything I can to prevent one (no drugs/alcohol obviously {this is harder than you might think....because no drugs/alcohol means no Excedrin for my migraines, no muscle relaxers when my back aches, and no cold medicine when I'm all stuffed up}, taking it easy, not eating the million foods on the list of no-no's, etc.). However, all the little tugs and pulls and pricks just keep me on edge. Thankfully I've started to calm down and stress a little less over this the last week or so as stress only makes things worse, but I'm still nervous. I'm really looking forward to my first ultrasound so I can see my little jellybean and hear his little heartbeat.  

Make sure my baby's ok.

My back hurts - constantly.

My head hurts - constantly.

And I'm ready for this first trimester to be over! - I can't wait to have a baby bump, to feel him kick, to really "feel" pregnant, to find out the sex, to get the nursery ready, to start buying stuff, to start having fun! Yes, I know I will only get more uncomfortable as time progresses, but so far, I'm just the same ol' me with nothing to show for it. 

Just ready for that next step.