8 weeks and ramble

Well, I am officially 8 weeks pregnant. To tell you the truth I still can't believe it. We went to the doctor last Tuesday, and she confirmed it. I was a little scared because I didn't know what to expect. I saw my doctor's nurse practioner. The due date is June 3rd, but I calculated it up and that's 40 weeks (10 months). I guess they do that in case they are wrong. We were a little disappointed because we didn't get to have an ultrasound. The doc said that we only get one ultasound with our insurance.

I'm feeling a little less tired now. I think a lot of it had to do with stress. I was stressing over homework and Jon's job situation, I finally got caught up over fall break and I think we've given up on the job thing. I'm so thankful that Jon has been helping out around the house or I wouldn't have been able to get so much done. He's been cooking alot and cleaning up. The main thing is the dishwasher. I HATE unloading and reloading that thing because it's portable and I have to roll it across the kitchen. He's been taking really good care of me and not complaining one bit when I ask him to do something for me. As a matter of fact, he even asks me "Do you need me to do anything?" It's a dream come true! I'm so lucky.

I will say that my emotions have been on a rollercoaster. I've been feeling a little torn about music. I don't want us to be those parents who "used love to play music," before we had kids. I don't want this baby to change me into someone I can't recognize anymore. I have seen it happen to people. I've even seen it break up marriages because it changes people so much. As long as we are aware, I think we will be fine. Don't get me wrong, obviously our lives will change a lot. We will have a lot of adjusting to do, but I think we can handle it. I can hear people now saying, "I guess she won't play music anymore." I can't let that happen...it's in my veins. So as you can see I have been struggling with the idea a little. I love that we are having a baby. I've just got to adjust mentally.

My apetite has gotten bigger. I find myself craving lots of cheese lately and hearty foods. My boss Cindy and cousin April has given me lots of maternity clothes to borrow. I don't think I will need to buy any, which is great. We are broke already! I feel bloated...kinda like when you are about to start your period, and you are retaining water. I'm a little scared that I won't ever get my body back after this. I know I can if I exercise and eat healthy, but its hard when you are exhausted and ready for bed by 8 and only crave salty foods.

We have been taking our girls (dogs) to tricks class. They love love love it! It's a lot of fun for us too. We have our own personal class which makes it easier for them. There are no other dogs for them to freak out about in the middle of class. We are working on beg, approaching other dogs, spin, ball to nose and other cool stuff. We think and hope that they will both get along with our baby. They are really good with Brooklin, our neice. We just have to work on Fiona's barking control and waking up the baby.

Anyway, I'm trying to book some shows, even if it's just me and Jon. They will be low key shows if I ever get them booked. I think I need that before everything starts happening, and I am too big to play a guitar standing up.

Have a good week!

We're Pregnant!!

So we just found out 2 weeks ago that we are going to have a baby. We are so excited! It caught us a little off gaurd. I wouldn't have even taken the test had I not been able to smell an onion from a 50 mile radius. Here's the story:

For 2 weeks I had been smelling this smokey musty smell at times. It would come and go. I thought maybe my boss had been smoking or something. I even asked her. It all hit me when I smelled my boss cooking something downstairs. I came down later and asked what she had cooked. She told me that she had just made a sandwich and cooked an egg. She jokingly said "Are you sure you aren't pregnant?!" I shrugged it off. When I got home I remembered that I had 2 pregnancy tests left from a box I bought a couple of months ago. I set it out to remember to take it the next morning. The next morning I got up really early because Jon and I had somewhere to go. I took the test half awake. The test read "pregnant". I walked into the kitchen in disbelief and show Jon the pee stick that just changed my life. I took another one. Sure enough...I got a plus sign.

My Dad passed away in May. I think that the smokey musty smell was my Dad trying to tell me that I am pregnant. He smoked, and it smelled like someone's clothes that smoke. The funny thing is that I haven't smelled it since I took the test.

So I calculated my last period and realized that I am about 6 weeks along if I'm right. The due date will be around May probably. My first doctor's appointment is next week, so I should find out for sure by then. I'm already having some symptoms, but luckily I haven't gotten sick yet.