belly pic

You know that thing some women do where they surprise their partner with the news that they’re pregnant, sometimes accompanied by cute things like tiny onesies that say Daddy Is My Homeboy? Yeah, I’ve never done that. Not that I see anything wrong with that approach, just that my style is more:

“HERE, LOOK, OMG.” ::shoves pee stick in husband’s face::

Actually, this is exactly how it went down this time:

I noticed toward the end of the 3rd week of November that I was super tired. Like, so tired I couldn’t stay up past 8, which is odd for me since I’m normally up working until midnight most nights. That Friday, I laid in bed after I woke and it hit me. I did the math in my head, and looked at my calendar on my phone. I was pretty sure my period was a few days late.

On my way through Target that afternoon, I picked up a test just so I could pee on it and get on with my weekend. I’ve had plenty of moments the last few years when I thought I was somehow magically pregnant, and it all turned out just fine after I took a test.

When I got home, arms full of groceries, tripping over baseballs in the hall, the kids were driving. me. bonkers. and I snapped. I yelled at everyone. The kids, the dogs, my husband.

“What is your problem today?” Scott asked.

OH. I WILL SHOW YOU MY PROBLEM. I thought, and I skipped off to the bathroom to pee on the test. Half hoping it was positive so I could make sense of my rage.

And then it was positive, and then I just did that thing where I was like, “Scott! Please come here…. Now… No, I’m serious…. JUST COME HERE AND I WILL TELL YOU.”

But instead of telling him, I just shoved the test in his face and said, “THIS is my problem, ” and we laughed… after about 15 minutes of shock.

This 3rd pregnancy was a “surprise.” I mean, not in an “I can’t understand how that happened” kind of way because we know how it happens, but in an “I can’t believe we got that lucky without trying at. all. or even thinking about it” kind of way.

If I was 16, it would be the “OMG, health class was right, sperm really CAN live forever, I’m so screwed” kind of way.

The last 2 pregnancies were very, very planned. Like, you’re familiar with why I started this blog, right? Why it’s named Baby Rabies? Because my baby fever was so out of control and I was so rabid for a baby that getting pregnant was basically a science experiment. And the 2nd time around, we approached things the same because we knew it worked.

This time, I’ve spent the last couple of months feeling like I’m living some sort of lie. I was 50% convinced I’d show up and my 8 week appointment and they’d be like, “Uhm, right… you’re not pregnant, silly.” And I’d be like, “I thought so. I’m just crazy and probably have cancer.” But even when they showed me that “baby” (blob with a heartbeat) on the ultrasound, I wasn’t 100% buying it. I thought something would likely go wrong. This was too easy.

Even hearing the heartbeat last week didn’t ease this feeling of disbelief for me. I actually have a 14 week ultrasound scheduled for next week (which I opted out of the last 2 pregnancies) mainly for the purpose of seeing something that resembles a baby, in hopes it will make it more real for me.

I’m 12ish weeks now, and so looking forward to the 2nd trimester. Some days I’m able to drink a cup of coffee (and some days I can’t handle looking at it). Those days are really good days because I’m able to do just a little more than put on a bra and check the mail.

So this begins the official belly pics. I didn’t do this with my  other 2 pregnancies, but I’m excited to document my last one this way. I don’t know if I’ll have the followthrough to do a belly pic every week, but I’ll for sure shoot for one every month.

Also, so strange, but so far I’ve put on 0 lbs. In fact, I’m about 1-2 lbs below what I was before I got pregnant. I usually gain weight steadily throughout my entire pregnancy, but I think having the flu may have had quite a bit to do with the difference this time. Be sure, I’m dedicated to making up for it. Last night I had TWO candy bars for desert. Just taking one for the team.

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