I'm making a baby. What have you done today?

A little over a week ago John and I found out that I am pregnant. I am growing a baby inside me... It is exciting and kinda scary, but mostly at this point it is just weird. Most people know that pregnant women get morning sickness and are tired a lot, but I feel like past that not much is said. I'm only about 6 weeks along but craziness has begun!

Let's start with how when you are pregnant you are tired. Now people hear that and I feel they think just one extra nap will due, and then the rest of the day energy levels are normal. That is so FALSE. I am exhausted, not just tired, all of the time!!! I could probably spend all day, everyday sleeping, I don't, but I could! I wake up from a good 8+ hour nights sleep and within an hour I feel like I haven't slept in days. For example, the other night I slept for 8.5 hours. I was tired all morning and by lunch I felt like I could not function. Later that afternoon I took a 3.5 hour nap, woke up ate some food, chilled a bit, and went to sleep, exhausted, 3 hours later. 

Now morning sickness. Most people I think know it can strike any time of day not just in the morning and luckily I have only been severely nauseous, no vomiting, yet. (knock on wood) But being so nauseous you wish you could vomit may be just as bad. Mine general hits in the evening, making any attempts to eat dinner very depressing because I am gagging through it all. But again, at least I'm keeping it all down and baby is getting all the nutrients. 

Dreams. Okay, for real pregnancy dreams are so crazy, bipolar, and ridiculously vivid. There were my initial two, John dying in a hospital bed and seeing through my friend Molly's pregnant belly. I've also had one where John was abusive, (which is completely crazy because John is nothing but absolutely amazing and sweet. I mean the guy never fails at opening a door for me and always tells me how beautiful I am to him.) And there was one where our baby was born, a boy, and when we would set him down in his swing or bassinet we would throw him in there like a football. (I mean I love playing with babies and John definitely wouldn't hesitate bouncing an older baby up in the air but football just isn't our thing)

Super Smell. So this one I think some people know about but let me tell you whether you are smelling the amazing Mexican food being cooked at our neighbors house next door, or some dirty dishes, it all just leads to nausea. The other night we went to a restaurant, Le Creperie, with our friends. We went for dinner which was a mistake, remember dinner time=extreme nausea. On top of that every time a waitress walked by with a glass of wine, it was as if my nose was in the glass, and I thought I was gonna puke. Then the table next to us ordered a bottle and as soon as the corked was off the bottle I was done for. Though the company was great, I spent the rest of the time wishing I could just puke, but alas, my body apparently prefers staying nauseous. 

Also, I had a blood vessel in my eye burst. Don't worry it's not painful and it's not an issue at all, it may not even be pregnancy related, but it could be due to the fact the my blood volume has increased by 50%! Pregnant women have 50% more blood, weird right?! Well, I guess when you are supplying blood for two you need a bit more. 


Pregnancy is weird, and it has only just begun. Though many of the symptoms aren't a walk in the park, it really is an amazing thing. And it's not suppose to be this easy thing. In Genesis 3:16 is says: "Unto the woman he said, I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children" (the Hebrew translation of multiply being to increase thy discomfort and thy size in the condition and process of pregnancy and sorrow meaning suffering.) So yes, I will get huge and there will be some suffering and discomfort, but really does anything good ever come without a price? No. So, for 9 months my body will not be my own and at the end of that time a little miracle will enter our lives and our family will go from just John and I, to John, me, and our little precious, screaming, pooping baby (or babies, we could be having twin!) 

Surprise!

So if it's not obvious by the title of this blog John and I have taken up the business of selling babies. The problem is, babies tend to be hard to come by. Also, John, being the future law student he is, questions the moral and legal implications of my plan. As luck would have it, however, I might have found a loophole!!

Okay, okay, no we will not be selling any babies, especially not our own. Also, just because I was born on April Fool's Day does not mean I am using my right to play April Fool's Day jokes year round, this is the real deal. A tiny human is growing inside me. Crazy, right?! 

Here are the steps to us figuring out I was pregnant: 

1. Last week I was tired, and by tired I mean exhausted. My eyes would NOT stay open. I would be sitting at work and just want to lie down on the conference table and take a nap. I took to spinning around in my chair to stay awake. 

2.  I was hungry ALL THE TIME. We eat a pretty good breakfast, but an hour later I would be STARVING. There was one day we got busy and it was after one and we still hadn't gone to lunch and I started freaking out. Just ask John. Luckily, we had some snacks in the fridge in the office or I may have taken a bite out of a chair or something. 

3. I had two CRAZY dreams. The first was just plain weird and the second was the WORST dream of my life. In the first, my friend Molly, who is pregnant, and her husband, Cole, had to shut down this unstable nuclear power plant that they were hiding. The only way to shut down the machines was to shove candy in them, but Cole kept eating the candy. Luckily, we succeeded and saved America. Then we went back to their place and I could see through Molly's pregnant belly and see the baby inside of her (by the way it was a boy). The baby started crying and her stomach started stretching down to the ground and she picked it up and was rocking it. WEIRD STUFF. 

    In the second, John was in the hospital dying and my friends, Lauren and Kelsey, would NOT let me go see him. So, I locked myself in a dark room and cried. Then they came and got me and said the hospital called but wouldn't tell me what they said, or if John was ok. I was angry and depressed.

When I woke up I told John about it and he looked it up and it said that dreams where your husband is dying could be a sign your pregnant, death being a symbol of new life coming into the world or something crazy like that. Either way I was mad at my dream. 

4. I was late. I peed on a stick. That magical double pink line appeared. Bam! I'm gonna be a mom and, not surprisingly, John is the dad!  

On August 20, 2013 John and I found out we will be having a baby. We are super excited!