Hi ladies,
Sorry for the long absence! Traveling is certainly taking it out of me, as is my work schedule at the moment (which sucks extra 'cause this is obviously a mostly work-related trip). Even after nearly 3 weeks away, I still feel so super jet lagged, which I guess isn't really jet lag, it's just my current state of exhausted pregnant lady being.
I promise a longer, more thorough post eventually and to do a better job of catching up with all your updates (I only just skimmed through - Jen, so sorry to hear about your hubby, but glad he is doing better, if just a bit grumpy, as is to be expected. Poor guy!). I'm doing good though. I'm in San Francisco at the moment on the last leg of my trip and fly home on Friday. I told my mom when I saw her and she is very excited! She pretty much hyperventilated. Of course, the first thing out of her mouth was, 'is this planned? are you okay?'. I was like, "um, mom, seriously I'm about to turn 32, I got the whole
not accidentally getting knocked up thing worked out by now. So yes, it was planned!' Haha, she makes me laugh. I think it took her awhile to come to terms with it because I guess she didn't think it would happen yet, despite the fact that all of my friends from school that she is close to as well have like 3 kids already and all her friends have grandchildren. Not sure when she thought it
would happen, considering how old I'm getting though! But she's super excited now that the shock has worn off. And keeps checking up on me and making sure I'm okay, which is really sweet. She also said she actually had trouble getting pregnant with me and that it took her over a year, so it was actually a relief to her that I didn't have to go through that as well. She said she'd been concerned about that. Fortunately, I think I'm much healthier and much less stressed out than she was at that point in life (my dad was a dumbass, so not the easiest person to live with!). But it did make me feel really good about our decision to not put off TTC any longer than we did.
I'm feeling good. Morning sickness comes and goes, but still haven't thrown up (mom said she never puked either, so maybe it runs in the family). The main thing is that I'm just exhausted! Like so, so, so tired. I really can't function much past 6pm, which is less than ideal as I really need to work some evenings, but I'm managing. I thought I would tell a few friends when I saw them here, but I actually haven't felt like I wanted to yet. We've met up for drinks and I've managed to either order my drinks before they got there or when they went to the bathroom, or told them I couldn't drink because I had to get back to work right after. So far, it's worked and no one has acted like it was strange. Though I was at a conference last week and bumped into a friend and was having a particularly massive/bloated day and she did keep staring at my stomach! But the good news is while I've been away, we got our scan date and it's the 20th of August. So only a couple more weeks and we get to have a look in there. I think after that, we'll tell our close friends and family. And then eventually we'll tell everyone else. I am suddenly in no rush, maybe because the scan is getting so much closer. Or maybe I'm just too tired to act excited at the moment (probably also a likely explanation!).
Oh wow, I love that I said this would be a 'brief' update. I guess I have more energy than I think I do when I'm trying to avoid getting back to my work. Anyway, I head home on Friday (arriving Saturday morning - straight into Olympics chaos at Heathrow, I can imagine). Then Sunday, despite being ridiculously jet lagged, Tim and I are off to the Great Dorset Chili Festival (as in the spicy pepper, not the spicy stew), which is one of our favorite events of the year (I actually planned my trip dates in order to be home in time for it!). I'll update more when I get back to normal life. Hope you ladies are doing great though!! I promise to keep up on all your updates better soon.
Karen