We begin the countdown to Baby B!

By this point, many of you have been told the wonderful news that Corey and I are expecting our first child! We are thrilled, and are hoping that this blog keeps you up to date on all the latest and greatest as we begin the countdown to meeting Baby B!

To give a little history...

It was January 2nd when I got my first positive home pregnancy reading. A reaction of, "are you sure?" prompted a second testing, and sure enough, the Error Proof Test did not lie-- I was pregnant!

I called my doctor, who I absolutely adore, and made an appointment to come in right away to confirm the results and get a check up. Given the timing of my last cycle, the doctor thought I would be a lot further along than I was-- they thought about 10 weeks-- but the "crown-to-rump" length measured during the ultrasound indicated I was only about 6 weeks along.

The picture that came up on the ultrasound screen was really funny. My doctor was going nuts, "Oh, this looks great! Just what we like to see!" And here I am thinking, "Is this guy on something? I don't see anything."

Just as I'm beginning to question his qualifications and ask to see a medical license, he explains that the large black blob in the picture is the amniotic fluid, and that the little white speck is the rapidly dividing cells that will eventually become our baby.

With the news confirmed, we proceeded to ask a million questions. Some of the funnier questions on the list are below:

Q1. Can I still get my hair highlighted?
Answer was No. At least not until I made it thru the 1st trimester.

Q2. Can I still get laser hair removal?
Answer was No. I guess next year will be the year that I will never again have to endure a bikini wax.

Q3. Alcohol consumption-- is it totally off limits?
Answer was Yes. At least for now. In the 3rd trimester, Doc said he encourages drinking wine to get a good night's sleep. But until then, I have to lay off the sauce. I can have a glass of wine on a special occasion but that's it. I try to convince Corey that lots of things constitute special occasions-- getting to work without cursing out some crazy driver, abstaining from chocolate for a whole day, the fact that it's Tuesday and I'm alive-- but so far, he's not buying it.

Q4. Can I still play dodgeball?
Answer was No. No contact sports. I tried to explain that we play with a nerf ball, and that this year, the rule changed so that you couldn't smush the ball and throw as hard, but that didn't convince the Doc.

After patiently answering all of our questions, the Doc congratulated us, told us I had to get some bloodwork done, and that he looks forward to meeting our little critter on September 1st. Which, ironically, is Labor Day this year. Ha Ha!

So, with that exciting news, we headed straight for Barnes & Noble to get some reading material. We thought we'd better figure out what the heck we had gotten ourselves into. I think Corey and I both read "What to Expect When You're Expecting" in its entirety that same evening. Many comments like, "Oh my gosh, that's disgusting!" or, "I had no idea that's what actually happens" made us realize that all those family life classes we sat through in school were absolutely useless. Regardless, we are looking forward to this new adventure-- disgusting or otherwise-- as we become new parents!