I am really excited to say it is finally sinking in. I am finally letting myself get excited and make plans and have hope for the next nine months.
That isn't to say that I am telling anyone just yet. I have told my mom, who very quickly screamed and told everyone in her house (unfortunately, I had to call her, since she lives no where near me). We also told my dad and step mom and brother. We have swore everyone to secrecy. I have threatened both of my parents with their lives to not even tell their parents.
It's not that I am not enjoying and relishing in this pregnancy, but I have cautious optimism and I should get the choice on who and when I want to tell people. I will have a big fear in the back of my head until my 12 week appointment (and possibly even a little while longer). I have seen and heard of too many sad stories to be naive about the possible outcomes and I know it would be harder if a ton of people knew.
On to happier things. Ray is now calling me his baby momma!
In terms of symptoms, I have felt great aside from sore boobs, super sensitive nipples (no one warned me about this one), and lots of gas!!!! I am praying for no morning sickness, but I will take it happily (and possibly not so happily) if it comes.
As I am thinking about it, there are times I think . . I better start doing things, there is sooo much to do. And other times, I think I am crazy for starting to research strollers. When is it normal to start this stuff? Should I just hang out and rest and be healthy for the first trimester?
I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend, and now off to what I am thinking is going to be a really long week!