Well, to start with, I'm still pregnant, which is a very good thing. I'm terrified of miscarrying. No real reason for me to fear it particularly, aside from this has all seemed just too easy. So far, still no real nausea, just an overall aversion to food and feeling of queasiness. I have gagged a couple times while trying to eat, but so long as I'm not vomiting I'm happy.
So here's the other big news: Kenny has applied to do student teaching in the Aldine school district in Houston Texas. This means that rather than moving next august, we will move in late December/early January. He'll still graduate in April, but will already have a good standing with a district in Houston- a district that happens to pay about 45k/year for a starting HS math teacher. That's insane for a new teacher! However, the district has a very high minority rate (something like 90%) and is kind of rough.
So we're looking at houses and will hopefully move into a house of our own within 4 months or so! Our very own house! We'll be away from the screaming girls upstairs, the falling apart apartment, the Utah winter...
We've prayed about but we're too biased to get a real answer. It's a bit late to change our minds now, but we're so excited.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
The big news (that everyone already knows)
First let me preface this by saying I am the worst secret keeper of all time. OK, well, I wasn't even really trying. Now that the cats pretty much out of the bag I might as well make it official:
I'M PREGNANT! We found out last Sunday. I'm 5 weeks along next Monday, and the baby should come sometime around May 19th.
So, pretty much ever since we got married we've both planned and tried to figure out the soonest time we could start trying without having the baby while Kenny was still in school, or before we had a chance to really get good at this marriage thing. Well we just finished the first year of our marriage and things couldn't be better. Kenny graduates in just under 9 months. And we have enough money saved up to not only have a baby but to also move into a real house within the next year (thanks to my company stock). I got it all planned out in my big fancy budgety spreadsheet. In July, we prayed and fasted and both felt that the time was getting right. Of course, I knew I'm biased, so I left it up to Kenny. Once he gave me the go-ahead, it became this all-consuming thought. I charted my basal temperatures each day to figure out when I was ovulating (not like it really changed how we do things). My temps showed that I ovulated really early in my cycl, which theoretically means a positive pregnancy test could come much sooner than the end of my cycle. What's often referred to as the dreaded"two week wait" ended up being a three week wait, during which time everytime I felt slightly funny I'd think "ooooo, maybe that means I'm pregnant!". And then came the craziness- "I bet I'm not pregnant and I'm just imagining I'm feeling nauseous."
To keep myself (and Kenny) sane, I started spending a lot of time on the bulletin boards at pregnancy.com, chatting with the other girls TTC (trying to conceive). IT really helped to have someone to talk to without bugging Kenny all day with "oh, I'm craving yogurt. Maybe I'm pregnant!"
In retrospect I stressed about it way too much- eh, who am I kidding, I knew I was stressing too much at the time, but what can you do? I'm just so excited! Anyways, after 7 home pregnancy test, taken every-other day BFNs (that's Big Fat Negatives), I finally got a faint line on Sunday and a stronger line on Monday. Meaning three happy things:
1) We don't have to go through this craziness next month
2)I wasn't crazy that whole time, I actually did feel symptoms of pregnancy!
3)WE'RE HAVING A BABY!
It was all too easy (though obviously the hard part has yet to come). I feel so bad for all the girls on the TTC board who have been trying for 2 or 3 years. Especially since I've had ovarian cyst trouble and have never been particularly healthy, we just feel so lucky and blessed.
I know it's standard practice to keep a pregnancy a secret for the first 12 weeks or so, in case you miscarry, but I just couldn't. If Kenny had told me not to tell anyone, I might have been able to... then again, maybe not. Most people who know me well at all know how excited I've been for this, and how it's a HUGE deal for me. The only person who can't know yet is my boss, and it's nothing personal- I just don't want him to know until the next round of promotions and bonuses come out in October. Some of my coworkers guessed, and I was hardly being sneaky on facebook, so pretty much everyone knows now.
I still feel foolish for letting on so early- if I miscarry I'm sure I'll really regret it. But we're so excited, and even if I miscarry, I think it'd be nicer to not feel completely alone and secret about it. Fortunately, we know that getting pregnant wasn't hard, so if we do miscarry, we'll be sad, but it won't be the end of the world. I don't want to think about that right now though. I want to go back to thinking about how tired I am, how hungry I am without actually wanting any specific food... and how very, very Happy I am.
I'M PREGNANT! We found out last Sunday. I'm 5 weeks along next Monday, and the baby should come sometime around May 19th.
So, pretty much ever since we got married we've both planned and tried to figure out the soonest time we could start trying without having the baby while Kenny was still in school, or before we had a chance to really get good at this marriage thing. Well we just finished the first year of our marriage and things couldn't be better. Kenny graduates in just under 9 months. And we have enough money saved up to not only have a baby but to also move into a real house within the next year (thanks to my company stock). I got it all planned out in my big fancy budgety spreadsheet. In July, we prayed and fasted and both felt that the time was getting right. Of course, I knew I'm biased, so I left it up to Kenny. Once he gave me the go-ahead, it became this all-consuming thought. I charted my basal temperatures each day to figure out when I was ovulating (not like it really changed how we do things). My temps showed that I ovulated really early in my cycl, which theoretically means a positive pregnancy test could come much sooner than the end of my cycle. What's often referred to as the dreaded"two week wait" ended up being a three week wait, during which time everytime I felt slightly funny I'd think "ooooo, maybe that means I'm pregnant!". And then came the craziness- "I bet I'm not pregnant and I'm just imagining I'm feeling nauseous."
To keep myself (and Kenny) sane, I started spending a lot of time on the bulletin boards at pregnancy.com, chatting with the other girls TTC (trying to conceive). IT really helped to have someone to talk to without bugging Kenny all day with "oh, I'm craving yogurt. Maybe I'm pregnant!"
In retrospect I stressed about it way too much- eh, who am I kidding, I knew I was stressing too much at the time, but what can you do? I'm just so excited! Anyways, after 7 home pregnancy test, taken every-other day BFNs (that's Big Fat Negatives), I finally got a faint line on Sunday and a stronger line on Monday. Meaning three happy things:
1) We don't have to go through this craziness next month
2)I wasn't crazy that whole time, I actually did feel symptoms of pregnancy!
3)WE'RE HAVING A BABY!
It was all too easy (though obviously the hard part has yet to come). I feel so bad for all the girls on the TTC board who have been trying for 2 or 3 years. Especially since I've had ovarian cyst trouble and have never been particularly healthy, we just feel so lucky and blessed.
I know it's standard practice to keep a pregnancy a secret for the first 12 weeks or so, in case you miscarry, but I just couldn't. If Kenny had told me not to tell anyone, I might have been able to... then again, maybe not. Most people who know me well at all know how excited I've been for this, and how it's a HUGE deal for me. The only person who can't know yet is my boss, and it's nothing personal- I just don't want him to know until the next round of promotions and bonuses come out in October. Some of my coworkers guessed, and I was hardly being sneaky on facebook, so pretty much everyone knows now.
I still feel foolish for letting on so early- if I miscarry I'm sure I'll really regret it. But we're so excited, and even if I miscarry, I think it'd be nicer to not feel completely alone and secret about it. Fortunately, we know that getting pregnant wasn't hard, so if we do miscarry, we'll be sad, but it won't be the end of the world. I don't want to think about that right now though. I want to go back to thinking about how tired I am, how hungry I am without actually wanting any specific food... and how very, very Happy I am.
The Bad Blogger
OK, so I'm a bad blogger. If I get even a little behind, I give up. That said, I have big news, which I'll blog about next. For now I will just get you caught up:
We hiked timp together. I thought I was going to die but we made it it to the top just in time for the sunrise. It was beautiful, and I was so proud of myself:
We went camping in Zions for our first anniversary. We had so much fun. We hiked the Virgin River Narrows and had the puppy with us... it was a great experience.
Kenny has started school back up. His schedule is AWFUL. Each day we drive in between Lehi, Provo, and Orem all day. The puppy trades hands and gets too much alone time. And Kenny hzsn't gotten to really relax since the weekend. Poor boy. Fortunately it's his last semester of classes, and none of the classes are hard- just time consuming. I think it'll be a rough few months but we'll get through it. Oh, he had to shave his beard off too, for school.
I think that just about sums things up. I'll save the biggest news for the next blog.
We hiked timp together. I thought I was going to die but we made it it to the top just in time for the sunrise. It was beautiful, and I was so proud of myself:
We went camping in Zions for our first anniversary. We had so much fun. We hiked the Virgin River Narrows and had the puppy with us... it was a great experience.
Kenny has started school back up. His schedule is AWFUL. Each day we drive in between Lehi, Provo, and Orem all day. The puppy trades hands and gets too much alone time. And Kenny hzsn't gotten to really relax since the weekend. Poor boy. Fortunately it's his last semester of classes, and none of the classes are hard- just time consuming. I think it'll be a rough few months but we'll get through it. Oh, he had to shave his beard off too, for school.
I think that just about sums things up. I'll save the biggest news for the next blog.
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