Can we keep a secret?

So, we found out we were pregnant at only 2 weeks!! Which makes us a few weeks earlier than we had originally been told. I'm now just over 8 weeks along, so my due date is approx. September 15. It's starting to kill Andrew not being able to tell people and we're really struggling with when the right time is. I want to share the news so badly, yet I know that it would be extremely difficult if something were to happen to the baby and we had to face everyone knowing. I was searching online looking for "the answer" and realizing that it's really just what is right for us.

We're heading to Simcoe this weekend for Andrew's great-grandma's birthday party, so we're trying to decide whether we should tell this weekend. No decisions made yet.

I was out with my Redeemer girls last night and the subject of babies ALWAYS comes up when we're out, so that was tough. Andrew told me he half expected me to come home and tell him that I'd caved and told them...but I didn't!

We were up late last night talking about names...so many to choose from! It's fun and exciting though...and definately not something we're stressed about. There are just so many things to think about and learn and look forward to.

We went to a midwifery information session last week in Guelph and were really impressed, so we've decided to take that route. They offer a lot of choice and work a lot out of relationship, which I think will be a really good experience. They are so open to questions and are all about educating the parents and giving them the choice. My first appt. is at the beginning of March and we're really excited about it.

I think that's about all that's new for now.

Sick and Tired.

I can't believe how much I can sleep these days. It's absolutely ridiculous. I've been falling asleep between 8:30 and 9 most nights (mind you, I'm getting up at 5:20 during the week). This weekend I've napped A LOT. Andrew read something for fathers-to-be that said, "Right now when you wife is lying on the couch, she is doing as much work as you do when you work out at the gym." So, that made me feel a bit better. It's just hard to explain and accept when there's no outward changes yet.

I've been extremely nauseous over the last week too. It lasts all day and nothing will help to settle it. I'm very much looking forward to being done the first trimester. However, that may not be as soon as I had thought. I was sent for a second ultra sound this week because they think they got the due date wrong. I'll find out early this week what my real due date actually is.

That's all for now. It's strange writing when I know no one (except maybe Andrew) is reading this yet. Looking forward to sharing our news with people.

Pineapple?!

I've been feeling pretty well over the last week, but definately am aware that there's something going on in my body. Most mornings I feel really nauseous, but I've yet to get sick, so I really can't complain.

I had my first craving tonight. It's a wierd feeling. I was at youth group and Andrew was giving his talk and all the sudden all I could think about was pineapple. Pineapple of all things! So bizarre. So, we went to Sobey's right after youth and bought a bunch of good, sweet fruit. It could definately be worse...I'm glad I"m not craving ice cream or anything...yet.

That's about all, except that I'm dying to tell people....it's so hard keeping this to myself! I go for my first ultra sound on Saturday so I'm excited about that and I think they'll be able to tell me how far along I probably am and then I'll know better how long it will be until I can start telling people. It's exciting to think about.

That's all for now! I'm exhausted....all the time. I need to sleep now.

Our little pizza pop

This past Monday I did a pregnancy test and got a positive result! I was both ecstatic and terrified. I was starting teaching full time on Tuesday so I really didn't have much time to let it all sink in.

Andrew came home for lunch and I just couldn't wait to tell him. Whenever we talk about having a baby he always mentions that it has to "cook" in my stomach. So, I told him I'd had a crazy morning (which I had) and to top of it all off that there was a funky smell coming from the oven (which there wasn't.) I asked him to check it out and went upstairs for a minute. Standing at the top of the stairs, this is what how it all played out....

Andrew: "Is this a pizza pop?"

.................

Andrew: "Laura, where's this bun from?" (yelling up the stairs)

Me: "pardon?"

Andrew: "There's a little bun in the oven."

Me: "Say that again..."

Andrew: ........

I came down the stairs and the look on his face was absoloutely priceless! SO wonderful! I can't believe I have a teeny tiny little baby in me. Apparently it's the size of a bb pellet right now....crazy.

I've been so busy teaching over the last few days that it definately hasn't sunk in yet, but we are so excited for this little pizza pop of ours!