Feeling the love

Could I possibly be any more tired or feel any more nauseous? ugh! Don't get me wrong, I am totally thrilled about the situation, I just wish that i had a bit more energy and that i didn't feel like puking all of the time. Jay's amazing, always making sure that i'm doing alright. bringing me ice cream and freezie pops and rubbing my feet. ahh love.

Jen is just to S-M-R-T!

Sometimes me ain't so smart. S-M-R-T! I updated my facebook profile this morning to Sandi is nauseous with anticipation. It took Jen all of 5 minutes to send me a message, "what are u anticipating?". Being 9 months pregnant, she's quicker than most when it comes to these types of cryptic messages. I changed my profile immediately and gave Jen a call to share the news. She was ecstatic! And so am I.

Docta Shep

I had made an appointment with my doc to talk to her about some foot pain I'd been experiencing with my left foot. Aching bunion, bla bla bla. So of course I took this opportunity to tell her that I was pregnant. She was more than happy to hear it. She tells me that I'm at about 5 weeks in.
The reason I started seeing Dr. Shepherd was because I had gone through two misscarrages (one in March 03 and one Oct. 04) and I wanted a family doctor. I was tired of the walk-in clinics and nobody really caring. I saw a few before I decided that Docta Shep was the one. Her office isn't in the greatest part of town and it houses an HIV & Mental Health Clinic which can make for some scary waiting time. But there was something about her that was very genuine. She looks at you when you talk, you can see her processing the information and she has a great sense of humour. Meaning, she gets mine. Knowing my pregnancy track record, the Doc schedules me for an ultrasound at 7 weeks. Can't freakin wait!

Telling Ma

We're celebrating my mom's 67th b-day today. Sista has graciously offered to throw a bbq in her honour. Before heading out there I decide that another pee-on-a-stick test is in order. All of a sudden my breasts aren't as tender as they were yesterday. something must be wrong. I can't tell mom that we're expecting when maybe we're not expecting anymore. yes, i make a lot of sense. i am completely rational. ya right. in seconds the stick tells me - postitive. was there any doubt?

We head out to the west end. I am exhausted. I try to nap on the train. Before the bbq gets underway we get mom to open some presents. I've knit her a cozy vest. She loves it. I tell her that we have one more present for her and she gets all exited, like a little kid. Almost like she knows what's coming. We tell them, mom, abuela, the kids. My mom and gran start thanking God and hugging us and just freaking out in general. Kassidy can't believe it. She has a million 12-year old questions. And I have a lot of time to answer them all!

Telling Sista

I called Sista last night and gave her the news. I didn't want to do it over email the next day. I wanted to hear her voice. She was very happy. and told me not to worry. KO texted wanting to know how I was doing. I called her and shared the news. Another happy friend and supporter. Although they both confessed that they would miss me in the party world. I also decided to tell M2 when I got to work. She was thrilled. She gave me a big hug and told me to take care. Great to know that the ladies got my back.

I met Kell & Nuala for dinner tonight. I told them that I wouldn't be drinking or smoking. They knew right away. More happiness, well wishes and support. And my bill was the cheapest it's ever been! Something's gotta be said for staying dry.

I just spent months trying to loose 10lbs and succeeded. I even have a WW ribbon on the fridge to prove it! now what??

oh who cares! a baby is coming! a baby is coming!

Pee on a Stick

I'm about 5 days late. I'm hardly ever late and I've got a girl's night out tomorrow and I know that we will be drinking way to much wine and perhaps get stoopid enough to smoke cigarettes. I have the regular pms symptoms - cramps and tender breast, but i wanna be sure that all is cool. I confide in Sista and KO at work. I tell them that I'm going for the test. I head to Shopper's to pick up a double pack pregnancy test. I wait for Jay to get home. I pee on a stick. I cover the pee stick thingy with the instruction, I call Jay in, we wait. Minutes pass, we lift off the paper and there it is - positive. Positively positive. We smile, we hug, we congratulate each other. We promise not to worry. It's my mom's birthday today, this has to be a good sign.