I could probably write a chapter on what the last 3 months have looked like before we spilled the news publicly but I will spare you the details unless you ask me over coffee. :) Then you will get the full story.
For the rest of you that have stopped by, here is the gist of what our lives have looked like as we absorbed the amazing news, shared the news and how the news has become a new reality.
May- We decide to wait until after my half ironman at the end of July to discuss babies.
June- Jerod is very convinced we are pregnant. I assume that because people try for months before getting pregnant there is no way we are.
June 28th- Negative pregnancy test, see Jerod, I told you!
July 3rd- I wake up feeling very shaky and have occasional heart palpations throughout the day. Jerod is working from home this day and we have an amazing conversation about how I'm late... and wouldn't it be cool if God worked it out so we were pregnant without trying and we didn't have to stress about it. I drive to CVS to buy pregnancy tests and find myself praying that it would be positive! I drive home... pee on a stick...
WE ARE PREGNANT! There in our unfinished, half demo'd bathroom we hug and I mutter, "oh my word" about 127 times. We are overcome with joy and an amazing peace!
July- Jerod makes Baby Bear their own email address and we hope to write emails, notes, send photos and such to this email all the way up until they are 18 and then give them the password. I start writing weekly emails with what is going on, how big they are, new organs that are forming and everyone's favorite...how big of a fruit they would be!
July 8th- I meet with a midwife ASAP to discuss my triathlon, she breaks the news that strenuous exercise for 6 hours at such a critical stage of development isn't safe for the baby. I shed a tear or two.
July 15th- I have lots of cramping, they have me come in for an ultrasound to make sure it isn't an ectopic pregnancy. Baby is safe, growing in the right spot, we get to see the heart beating but there is a blood clot by the baby. They aren't sure what caused it but no more working out until the follow up. We start praying like crazy again. And I learn to suck it up when it comes to cramping.
July 22nd- 7 weeks in and the exhaustion hits me like a truck. I nap every day, try and take easier assignments at work and visit my couch a lot. No nausea or vomiting but lots of food aversions. Cherries, watermelon and bean burritos always sound good. Jerod keeps a stocked bowl of cut up watermelon in the fridge at all times.
July 26th- Second ultrasounds shows Baby Bear at exactly 7 1/2 weeks, blood clot is gone! Praise God! I am cleared to work out again. Thats nice, I think I'll just stick with napping.
July 27th- We tell both our parents with framed pictures of the ultrasound and the phrase, "Coming soon, March 2014". They are all ecstatic.
August- An entire month filled with love, surprises, our first baby purchases (hey, it was cheap ok?!), lots of hugs, high fives, excitement, the first baby bump pictures, no wine, first parenting book given to us, tears of joy, jokes about what kind of parents we will be, warnings about diaper changes, and so much more.
August 29th- We meet with our new midwife, who we really like, and get to hear the heartbeat together. 160 sweet beats per minute. She even points out noises that are baby kicks. It becomes real that I am not just pregnant, there is a baby in there! Whoa.
August 30th- Secrets are over and the news is public!
So much for keeping that brief, guess I must be excited or something! :)