Our joy has been postponed. We still have our love for each other and the love of friends and family, for which we are grateful.

My Wonderful Husband

Yes, two posts in one night. I feel like this topic deserves it's own post and I don't want to wait to tell you. I love my husband. I mean, I really love my husband. I feel like the luckiest woman on Earth because I am really married to a fantastic man who treats me like a queen and will be an amazing father.

Wesley has been ceaselessly patient with me. He lets it roll off his back when I am cranky and moody. He lets it slide when I don't do the dishes for days on end. He has picked up laundry duty, taken over the kitty litter chore, and cooked multiple dinners (something he was always good at).

I got Wesley a book called The Expectant Father. He has been reading it diligently, asking me questions, mentioning tips from the book, and just being involved from the get-go. I feel like so far he has been the unsung hero of this story so I wanted to take a minute to sing his praise and let everyone know what an amazing guy he is. I love you Wesley!

Gimme Gimme Gimme

I got out and about today. It snowed though it didn't stick. I had dressed in a t-shirt with a fuzzy sweater over it and my pink 'marshmallow jacket.' Inside Baby's-R-Us, where I spent most of the afternoon, it was quite toasty so I shed the jacket immediately. Unfortunately I felt I had to keep the sweater on the whole time. Why? The shirt I had chosen was a Bushmill's Irish Whiskey tee. Not so maternal. I just couldn't bring myself to market whiskey in a baby store.

My friend Sherry is old hat at mommyhood with a little girl who turns one tomorrow. She met me and offered her advice on what is truly needed, what is useless, and most importantly lent me her mommy-pillow. Last night was the first night that sleeping became uncomfortable. My hips are spreading, things are moving, and sleeping on my tummy or back just won't cut it anymore. Sleeping on my side made my hips sink like rocks into the memory foam. I'm hoping this long, flexible pillow will help. Sherry says she swore by it.

So, what did I find? I'll show you.

First and foremost. THE CHAIR. Oh my goodness. This chair is perfect. It is a glider rocker that reclines and has a wide seat. The ottomon glides too. It's just comfortable. I could easily spend the next few years sitting in this chair. I spent at least ten minutes in it at the store today. I just sat and took in the fact that I was browsing a baby store.



Did I mention that it was by far the most expensive chair in the store? I'm hoping to find one online for a better price.

#2. The Not So Giant Stroller
I really like that this stroller is so stream-lined. It will lay back so Baby DB can nap. It has a five point harness. It has a basket underneath. It's still much lighter weight that your typical Super-stroller. Portability is enticing for sure.



#3. The Pouch
I have known for years that when I did have a child I would want to use a pouch carrier, especially with my newborn. I love the idea of having the baby so close to me and it will be very easy to breast feed discretely with a pouch. Also, less stuff to drag behind me, therefore more portability. I tried this one on today and it fit very well. It wasn't over padded but offered strong support and soft fabric.



So there you have it. My first I Want list as a new mommy.

Is it real?

I have days where I know I am pregnant. I also have days where I wonder if it is real. Days where I think all of these 'symptoms' could totally be something else.' Today is one of those days. The fact that I can smell the leftovers in the closed fridge from the living room or that I am starving but can't find anything worth eating still leaves me wondering. Forget that I get cravings, have mood swings, have a newly soft belly, get nauseated from time to time, or that I want to sleep ALL day (that one's easy to explain away), I just can't believe it sometimes.

My pregnancy books both tell me that ambiguity is normal. That doesn't mean I like the sensation. In my heart I want to embrace this with every fiber of my being. I guess my mind just needs more time.

I have my first OB appointment on Wednesday (or is it Tuesday... hmm...). I look forward to having absolute proof that this is real, a professional saying "Yes, you are going to be a mother."
Until then I will keep sleeping my days away, trying to take care of the mundane things, and battling with my picky eater.

Ch Ch Ch Changes...

I may not be showing yet. In fact, people who haven't been told don't have a clue. But the changes are very apparent to me. My hair is constantly oily and my skin has started to clear up in the past couple of days but I was having major breakouts for a while there. I had to get new bras (and I had just racked up at the VS semi-annual sale), and the weirdest thing to me is that my belly has softened. I didn't have a six pack or anything but I would say my belly was pretty toned. While I don't 'show' yet, it's like my muscle tone has given way to make room for the baby. Nobody warned me about this one. Also, Wesley says my hips have gotten larger, something I am totally ok with (so far). It's crazy that so much has already happened.

OH! And the cravings! Last night was one for the record books. I will spare you the details but it all ended with me crying over NOTHING and eating mint chocolate chip ice cream out of the bucket. Thank Goodness my dear husband found it endearing and humorous instead of obnoxious and pathetic. I haven't heard him laugh that hard or for that long in ages. His laughter was good natured and contagious. I went to sleep exhausted and content.

In the beginning

I was a lay reader at church today. We are assigned the reading based on the lectionary, who is reading, and chance. My reading?

In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth, the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters. Then God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light. And God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, the first day.

How perfect that I read the creation story (hence the title of the blog) the Sunday after finding out that Wesley and I are creating a new life. Not only this, but today there was a baptism of a beautiful little boy- yes, I wept. And yes, I'm super emotional these days.

The final thing for me to over analyze and see as a sign that this pregnancy is as perfect and wonderful as I believe it is? I went to receive communion at the rail today and unintentionally ended up getting two servings of bread instead of one. A silly, small thing- but encouraging and joyful nonetheless.