From Ray this time.....Well, it is now Tuesday after Thanksgiving. This is the first real opportunity that I have had to follow up with a post, and have plenty to write. We finally told everyone on Thanksgiving. It worked out better than I expected. I was able to bring in a gym bag with the gifts for the mom's, and put the gift bags in the dining room without anyone noticing. Everyone was so wrapped up in getting the dinner ready, they didn't even notice what I was doing.
Going back a bit, .... Sarah's mom arrived on Wednesday night, and immediately said something to Sarah and I about her aunt Sarah asking if she was pregnant already. We told her that it was way to early, and she would just have to wait.
Thursday morning Cathy, Tommy, Sarah and I were all having conversations about potential vacation destinations and timeframes for 2008. Her mom magically focused in on the first week in June. Also the week before Sarah is due. We let her continue on with her planning as if nothing was wrong with that date. Only problem is Cathy really likes to run with something when she gets going. I thought she would be trying to put a deposit down before we even get to tell her!!
Back to dinner at my Mom's....we were finally able to show my Mom the wedding pics from the photographer. I mention this because my Mom thinks that we are going to give the family pictures from the wedding.
Dinner was very nice, my Mom went overboard, as usual, and everything was delicious. I looked at Sarah multiple times during the meal(she was sitting just to my right), and she hadn't eaten a thing. I knew that she was really nervous about telling everyone. As the meal is ending, I went over to the couch, and grabbed the gifts. I announced to everyone that Sarah and I had early Xmas gifts for the moms, but that they had to open them at the same time.
I wish that I could have seen both moms reactions, but I was across from Cathy and next to my Mom. What I did see was priceless though. . . . .
Both moms did open at basically the exact same time. Cathy's face went from confusion to disbelief to crying in excitement in about 1 second. I will remember that moment for the rest of my life. It was amazing. My Mom started crying when she realized as well, and then the celebration, and more importantly, the explaining began!!
We told everyone how we had known for a while now, and how we planned on telling everyone. It was all very exciting. I was able to talk to all of my aunts and uncles who weren't in attendance as my mom was calling everyone. Most importantly, I was able to talk to Nanna to tell her the good news. She seemed somewhat overwhelmed with excitement as well.
The love fest continued until we had to leave to drop off a friend that joined us for dinner at the train station. It was a magical night, and it is such a relief really to finally be able to talk about it.
On a side note, we were unable to hear the baby's heart beat when we went to the doctor's last time. We were both disappointed, but I was more focused on the fact that the doctor said that both mom and baby seemed healthy. There is time for that later.
As Sarah wrote earlier, we have much to be thankful for!!
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
One more day...
One more day until we get to tell everyone our news. We are both very excited to share the news and now we can finally start talking about our new addition openly with everyone else too. I came up with a cute idea for how we will tell our Moms. Since the Moms will be with us tomorrow, we bought our mom's each a baby bib that say "I Love My Grandma" and were going to give them their bibs tomorrow at Thanksgiving dinner. Hopefully they will figure it out!! The Dads will just have to settle on a phone call! Josh and Lisa and my cousin Vanessa already know. Vanessa was visiting last week and so I decided to tell her and Ray wanted badly himself to tell someone so we agreed that he could tell his best friend Josh if I could tell my best friend Lisa. Lisa freaked out and I think is still freaking out. She will be a fantastic Aunt.
I am starting to feel better, just still anxious about the baby. We were not able to hear the heartbeat at our appointment last week. The nurse didn't even try to find it because she said it was still a little early and it would be harder to hear since my uterus is facing the wrong way. Apparently its not uncommon for uteruses to be backwards and by the time I give birth she said it will most likely have turned around. I hope so, cause that throws off the whole picture of what I thought my anatomy looked like and now I'm confused as to how it all works! She did says that everything looked normal and was "growing" just fine. Growing I am, as I def have a bump and in the next few weeks will probably need to start wearing maternity clothes. However, no ultrasound until 20 weeks! That's crazy. I guess I thought that I would get another one before then, but no. Our next appointment is in 3 weeks, so hopefully by then we can hear the heartbeat.
Ray has been so supportive with everything. Besides being my personal chef, he's doing almost of of the work around the house and hasn't complained once. The nurse gave us a lot of material on foods to eat during pregnancy and foods to avoid. Ray went out and stocked up on all sorts of food that is suggested to be better for the health and development of the baby. He even replaced my albacore tuna with regular tuna because of the higher mercury content in albacore.
I'm starting to get some energy back but still can't be on my feet for too long. While shopping last weekend, I had to sit and eventually had to leave the store because I got really dizzy and light-headed. Good thing I sit at a desk all day at work. I don't know how pregnant women who work on their feet all day must do it. I get dizzy walking from my car into work. Thankfully the nausea has almost disappeared and I have my appetite back. Everything that I've read claims that I should be feeling much better within the next couple of weeks. I had no idea that the first trimester is this hard, but its almost over.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone, Happy Thanksgiving Peanut. We have so much to be thankful for.
I am starting to feel better, just still anxious about the baby. We were not able to hear the heartbeat at our appointment last week. The nurse didn't even try to find it because she said it was still a little early and it would be harder to hear since my uterus is facing the wrong way. Apparently its not uncommon for uteruses to be backwards and by the time I give birth she said it will most likely have turned around. I hope so, cause that throws off the whole picture of what I thought my anatomy looked like and now I'm confused as to how it all works! She did says that everything looked normal and was "growing" just fine. Growing I am, as I def have a bump and in the next few weeks will probably need to start wearing maternity clothes. However, no ultrasound until 20 weeks! That's crazy. I guess I thought that I would get another one before then, but no. Our next appointment is in 3 weeks, so hopefully by then we can hear the heartbeat.
Ray has been so supportive with everything. Besides being my personal chef, he's doing almost of of the work around the house and hasn't complained once. The nurse gave us a lot of material on foods to eat during pregnancy and foods to avoid. Ray went out and stocked up on all sorts of food that is suggested to be better for the health and development of the baby. He even replaced my albacore tuna with regular tuna because of the higher mercury content in albacore.
I'm starting to get some energy back but still can't be on my feet for too long. While shopping last weekend, I had to sit and eventually had to leave the store because I got really dizzy and light-headed. Good thing I sit at a desk all day at work. I don't know how pregnant women who work on their feet all day must do it. I get dizzy walking from my car into work. Thankfully the nausea has almost disappeared and I have my appetite back. Everything that I've read claims that I should be feeling much better within the next couple of weeks. I had no idea that the first trimester is this hard, but its almost over.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone, Happy Thanksgiving Peanut. We have so much to be thankful for.
Friday, November 9, 2007
9 weeks today
Okay so I decided it was time for another post...don't know why, just felt like writing.
We have our first pre-natal doctors appt on Wednesday and we are both so excited. Hopefully, I'll get another ultrasound cause I can't wait to see peanut again. Maybe this time he or she will look more like a baby with like an actual head and legs and stuff and less like well...a peanut. I also am dying to hear the heartbeat. Hopefully, I'm far enough along to hear it. It will def take away some of the anxiety I am feeling. The past few days I haven't been feeling as sick and tired as I was before. And those two bumps on my chest don't seem so noticeable. It makes me worried that something is wrong. I am however, starting to show in my belly. My fat pants are feeling quite snug lately and I have to drive around with the top button undone when I'm wearing jeans. I almost forgot to snap back up a couple times already.
Maybe I'm feeling better because I think I've finally figured out how to fight the nausea. See, its simple really and I wish I knew to do this before but this is my first time so I'm dumb. All I've got to do is keep my belly full. Before since I was feeling sick and gross, I couldn't fathom eating anything. I actually couldn't watch tv commercials because looking at food was making it worse. So naturally, I'm now eating 8 meals a day and drinking tons of water and I think that's the trick, for me anyway. So, I'm afraid to stop eating basically, for fear of not being able to get anything down again. That probably explains my growing waistline, but I don't care. It'll all be worth it.
Ray of course as been very patient and supportive. He normally does the grocery shopping on the weekends but the other night I was craving Apple Jacks. I'm not really having cravings yet, its just that all I want to eat is cereal and bland foods. Anything to busy with too much flavor makes me ill. He wanted to make tacos for dinner that night ---um, no. Being a good husband he asked me to put together a list and went right away to the store. Half of what was on my list will probably go uneaten but just the thought that the bland food and cereal is in the house is extremely comforting.
I asked Lily today if she wanted a brother or a sister and she licked herself and left the room---a sister I guess?
More later....!
We have our first pre-natal doctors appt on Wednesday and we are both so excited. Hopefully, I'll get another ultrasound cause I can't wait to see peanut again. Maybe this time he or she will look more like a baby with like an actual head and legs and stuff and less like well...a peanut. I also am dying to hear the heartbeat. Hopefully, I'm far enough along to hear it. It will def take away some of the anxiety I am feeling. The past few days I haven't been feeling as sick and tired as I was before. And those two bumps on my chest don't seem so noticeable. It makes me worried that something is wrong. I am however, starting to show in my belly. My fat pants are feeling quite snug lately and I have to drive around with the top button undone when I'm wearing jeans. I almost forgot to snap back up a couple times already.
Maybe I'm feeling better because I think I've finally figured out how to fight the nausea. See, its simple really and I wish I knew to do this before but this is my first time so I'm dumb. All I've got to do is keep my belly full. Before since I was feeling sick and gross, I couldn't fathom eating anything. I actually couldn't watch tv commercials because looking at food was making it worse. So naturally, I'm now eating 8 meals a day and drinking tons of water and I think that's the trick, for me anyway. So, I'm afraid to stop eating basically, for fear of not being able to get anything down again. That probably explains my growing waistline, but I don't care. It'll all be worth it.
Ray of course as been very patient and supportive. He normally does the grocery shopping on the weekends but the other night I was craving Apple Jacks. I'm not really having cravings yet, its just that all I want to eat is cereal and bland foods. Anything to busy with too much flavor makes me ill. He wanted to make tacos for dinner that night ---um, no. Being a good husband he asked me to put together a list and went right away to the store. Half of what was on my list will probably go uneaten but just the thought that the bland food and cereal is in the house is extremely comforting.
I asked Lily today if she wanted a brother or a sister and she licked herself and left the room---a sister I guess?
More later....!
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Comments from the BabyDaddy
Well, first off, I am so excited at the prospect of being a father for the first time. I think that this is an excellent way to document our thoughts and feeling during the pregnancy and also to be able to share with family and friends, especially those that are out of town. Hello Carbone and Tirone families. We miss you!
Now, this actually starts off for me back in August (I believe), when Sarah says to me one night that she wants to go off of birth control. Her reasoning was that she has been on the pill for a while, and she wants to get "regular", so we wouldn't have any problems conceiving. My initial thought is, "well, this could certainly change things quickly". What I, of course, say to her is well, I think that is a good idea because I would want you to be healthy and able to carry our baby. She says, "Don't worry, we can still be safe about all of this, and probably will try to get pregnant next year."
Well, that is all fine and dandy, but I immediately thought, "yeah, right, this is going to happen by the end of this year!"
We fast forward to a couple of months later, and I am, as usuall, downstair watching baseball, and Sarah yells from upstairs for me to come up. I could tell by the sound of her voice that this wasn't to show me a leaky toilet. I came up the stairs, and turn the corner to see her holding a little while stick. I immediately knew what she had done.
Now, to back up just a bit, she was late having her period in the previous month as well, so it wasn't necessarily strange when she told me this month that she was late again. The thing that was different this time, is that when she told me that she was late again, I thought that she was pregnant. I didn't tell her this because there are obvious consequences, first and foremost, that she could get unncessarily excited, and be upset if she wasn't actually pregnant.
Anyway, back to the little white stick, as I am standing there, looking at this thing, (Sarah makes me sound like a bit of a bafoon with her comments in the previous post), I say well, what does it mean. (How am I supposed to know how to read this thing, never been down this road before).
I take the stick from my beautiful wife's shaking hands, and see that there is a solid pink line, and a second pink line that is somewhat more faint. She says, "I think that this means that I am pregnant." She says, but I can't be, I know that I was a couple days away from when I was fertile last month.
Well, Sarah hands me the instructions, and sure enough, if there is any second line, then she is pregnant. So, I look down at her, and see the cautious excitement in her eyes. (I can tell that this is one of those forever moments in our lives, so I better choose my words wisely.) I tell her that is awesome, with a big smile on my face, and give her a big hug. She was still basically speachless. She says that she doesn't want to get too excited until she can see her doctor. (In the back of my mind, I am thinking, I KNEW IT!!)
At that point, we decide to wait to tell anyone of the impending addition to the family until Thanksgiving because both of the moms would be together. I think that this is a wonderful idea to be able to surprise the families. I told her that this would be the third pregnancy announced on Thanksgiving in my family, so there is a precedence.
Today is Thursday, November 1st, and I am home waiting for our new furniture to be delived, and this was the perfect opportunity for me to get some thoughts down while Sarah was out of the house. Although it is actually 3 weeks to the day until we tell anyone, I think that my mom already knows. She has an uncanny intuition. I think even if she does suspect, she won't say anything until we tell her.
I do have to say that not being able to tell anyone is extremely hard. First, I would like to share the excitement and enjoyment with people. This is huge for us. Second, as we inevitably encounter issues (i.e. Sarah having pains and cravings day to day) we are left to wonder what is and isn't normal. Sarah seems to spend hours each day looking online at different things about pregnancy. I can't help but think that it is somewhat unhealthy because you might read something that would make you think that something is wrong, and have you worried unnecessarily (Yes, this has happened already!!)
We, fortunately, got through the spotting incident ok, and the nurse that did her exam told me that it was normal, and that she had it throughout her first pregnancy. By the way, that was an exprience in itself sitting in a room while your wife is going through an exam like that. That was the first time that I have been in the room for one of those exams, and I will let the readers mind wonder what I was thinking as all of that was going on. Lets say that it is a little awkward the first time.....
I do feel bad that I was not able to recognize the beating heart on the screen while they were doing the ulrasound. I saw something flickering, and maybe that was it, so I won't stress over it. Either way, I did see the little peanut, so that is good : )
I will comment now on some of my thoughts about the baby since Sarah decided to write so much in her posting. I hope that I don't run out of things to say as the months go on!
First, in regards to the sex of the baby, I like not knowing. I will be overcome with joy either way when I first lay eyes on my little baby. I might cry.
I would love to have a little boy so that I could take him to games, be his little league coach, and be there to tell him about all of things growing up that I never had anyone to tell me. I want to be everything that I was missing in my life. I won't get into all of the specifics, but will leave it at "a lot".
Now, if we are lucky enough to have a little girl, well, so many thoughts on that one. I would love to have daddy's little girl, and add another little woman around me in my life. All of the others have played significant roles in my life already, and it would be awesome to add another. (This will of course mean that I will be insane from that point forward, because I will have to deal with the thoughts of my little girl growing up, and inevitably becoming a teenager and being chased by boys.) That will be "interesting".......
Either way, all I really hope for is a happy and healthy baby. Another step, in the quickly advancing, mature part of my life. I really can't be happier with the situation that I am in. I love my wife, (and the baby's big sister, Lily). I love my family. We both have good jobs, and a nice little house.
The future is bright......good thing I have my shades!! (had to through some humor in somewhere, didn't want everyone to be crying reading this....)
More to come. Thanks for stopping by.
Ray
Now, this actually starts off for me back in August (I believe), when Sarah says to me one night that she wants to go off of birth control. Her reasoning was that she has been on the pill for a while, and she wants to get "regular", so we wouldn't have any problems conceiving. My initial thought is, "well, this could certainly change things quickly". What I, of course, say to her is well, I think that is a good idea because I would want you to be healthy and able to carry our baby. She says, "Don't worry, we can still be safe about all of this, and probably will try to get pregnant next year."
Well, that is all fine and dandy, but I immediately thought, "yeah, right, this is going to happen by the end of this year!"
We fast forward to a couple of months later, and I am, as usuall, downstair watching baseball, and Sarah yells from upstairs for me to come up. I could tell by the sound of her voice that this wasn't to show me a leaky toilet. I came up the stairs, and turn the corner to see her holding a little while stick. I immediately knew what she had done.
Now, to back up just a bit, she was late having her period in the previous month as well, so it wasn't necessarily strange when she told me this month that she was late again. The thing that was different this time, is that when she told me that she was late again, I thought that she was pregnant. I didn't tell her this because there are obvious consequences, first and foremost, that she could get unncessarily excited, and be upset if she wasn't actually pregnant.
Anyway, back to the little white stick, as I am standing there, looking at this thing, (Sarah makes me sound like a bit of a bafoon with her comments in the previous post), I say well, what does it mean. (How am I supposed to know how to read this thing, never been down this road before).
I take the stick from my beautiful wife's shaking hands, and see that there is a solid pink line, and a second pink line that is somewhat more faint. She says, "I think that this means that I am pregnant." She says, but I can't be, I know that I was a couple days away from when I was fertile last month.
Well, Sarah hands me the instructions, and sure enough, if there is any second line, then she is pregnant. So, I look down at her, and see the cautious excitement in her eyes. (I can tell that this is one of those forever moments in our lives, so I better choose my words wisely.) I tell her that is awesome, with a big smile on my face, and give her a big hug. She was still basically speachless. She says that she doesn't want to get too excited until she can see her doctor. (In the back of my mind, I am thinking, I KNEW IT!!)
At that point, we decide to wait to tell anyone of the impending addition to the family until Thanksgiving because both of the moms would be together. I think that this is a wonderful idea to be able to surprise the families. I told her that this would be the third pregnancy announced on Thanksgiving in my family, so there is a precedence.
Today is Thursday, November 1st, and I am home waiting for our new furniture to be delived, and this was the perfect opportunity for me to get some thoughts down while Sarah was out of the house. Although it is actually 3 weeks to the day until we tell anyone, I think that my mom already knows. She has an uncanny intuition. I think even if she does suspect, she won't say anything until we tell her.
I do have to say that not being able to tell anyone is extremely hard. First, I would like to share the excitement and enjoyment with people. This is huge for us. Second, as we inevitably encounter issues (i.e. Sarah having pains and cravings day to day) we are left to wonder what is and isn't normal. Sarah seems to spend hours each day looking online at different things about pregnancy. I can't help but think that it is somewhat unhealthy because you might read something that would make you think that something is wrong, and have you worried unnecessarily (Yes, this has happened already!!)
We, fortunately, got through the spotting incident ok, and the nurse that did her exam told me that it was normal, and that she had it throughout her first pregnancy. By the way, that was an exprience in itself sitting in a room while your wife is going through an exam like that. That was the first time that I have been in the room for one of those exams, and I will let the readers mind wonder what I was thinking as all of that was going on. Lets say that it is a little awkward the first time.....
I do feel bad that I was not able to recognize the beating heart on the screen while they were doing the ulrasound. I saw something flickering, and maybe that was it, so I won't stress over it. Either way, I did see the little peanut, so that is good : )
I will comment now on some of my thoughts about the baby since Sarah decided to write so much in her posting. I hope that I don't run out of things to say as the months go on!
First, in regards to the sex of the baby, I like not knowing. I will be overcome with joy either way when I first lay eyes on my little baby. I might cry.
I would love to have a little boy so that I could take him to games, be his little league coach, and be there to tell him about all of things growing up that I never had anyone to tell me. I want to be everything that I was missing in my life. I won't get into all of the specifics, but will leave it at "a lot".
Now, if we are lucky enough to have a little girl, well, so many thoughts on that one. I would love to have daddy's little girl, and add another little woman around me in my life. All of the others have played significant roles in my life already, and it would be awesome to add another. (This will of course mean that I will be insane from that point forward, because I will have to deal with the thoughts of my little girl growing up, and inevitably becoming a teenager and being chased by boys.) That will be "interesting".......
Either way, all I really hope for is a happy and healthy baby. Another step, in the quickly advancing, mature part of my life. I really can't be happier with the situation that I am in. I love my wife, (and the baby's big sister, Lily). I love my family. We both have good jobs, and a nice little house.
The future is bright......good thing I have my shades!! (had to through some humor in somewhere, didn't want everyone to be crying reading this....)
More to come. Thanks for stopping by.
Ray
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