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This funny thing keeps happening in that I can make two lines appear when certain body fluids hit a particular type of plastic stick. 8O I guess that the only thing that I can figure out is that:
I'M PREGNANT!
We are beyond excited! While I knew that I loved kids and babies, the memories of infancy and residency are still kind of fresh. My husband has been ready for the last year and I have been putting him off until the marathon, until the lab years, until Cade would be at least four when the baby arrived, until the sun and the moon and the stars were aligned.....you get the point. After months of analysis and worrying, it finally came down to the fact I was as ready as I would ever be and if we didn't have another child soon, the age span would create the functional equivalent of two only children.
We have been using FAM for the past few months and just holding off during the critical points in the cycle. During June, the marathon and that critical point happened approximately on the same day and I figured, hey, it is not really going to happen while I run 26.2 miles, right? A week later when I was at my parents' cabin in Tennessee, I had a dream that I was delivering a baby at the VA hospital parking lot. I woke up and thought, no, that can't be right. Isn't the popular press always talking about how serious distance running makes women annovulatory? The first test was negative. Accordingly, I indulged in Sangria, unpasturized Rocqufort cheese, ran 6 mile workouts, and waterskied.
When we got home, we immediately went to South Dakota to go on our "Lab years" celebration weekend. Another early test produced negative results. When we got back from Rushmore, however, three different tests confirmed that I am!!!!!!! I thought that I would tell DH in some cute, Hollywood movie way. When the time actually came, however, I kind of stuttered, "two lines.......two lines??...TWO LINES!!!!" He just got this sweet, silly grin on his face.
We are thrilled, and admittedly, somewhat out of control with our excitement. I'm about 5 weeks along and we've already been shopping for baby. I *know* that I need to tone it down because lots can happen, but I'm just thrilled and hope for the best. After months of anxiety of how we will afford another baby, manage with two, adapt, it just doesn't seem so overwhelming anymore. Everyone cross your fingers and hope for the best for new baby Barnett.
I'm due mid to late March, 2004. So far I'm feeling pretty good with a few minor but bizarre symptoms like pimples on my back (ewww, YUCK!), dementia (I've lost my keys in Walmart on Tuesday for two hours and forgot my parking spot last night), and some close calls for passing out. But in the scheme of things, I feel pretty great.
Hubby feels like he has earned the name "One Shot" as a testament to his virility.
Soon after I told him, he lamented, "But I haven't lost the weight from the first one yet!" He also mourned the inevitable loss of the sports car that he was pining for during his lab years. Yeah, like that was really going to happen during residency anyway. Mostly, however, he calls me and tells me where the baby is in the growth process or suggests names that he likes. He is very, very cute about all this.
YIPPEE!!
Kelly
This funny thing keeps happening in that I can make two lines appear when certain body fluids hit a particular type of plastic stick. 8O I guess that the only thing that I can figure out is that:
I'M PREGNANT!
We are beyond excited! While I knew that I loved kids and babies, the memories of infancy and residency are still kind of fresh. My husband has been ready for the last year and I have been putting him off until the marathon, until the lab years, until Cade would be at least four when the baby arrived, until the sun and the moon and the stars were aligned.....you get the point. After months of analysis and worrying, it finally came down to the fact I was as ready as I would ever be and if we didn't have another child soon, the age span would create the functional equivalent of two only children.
We have been using FAM for the past few months and just holding off during the critical points in the cycle. During June, the marathon and that critical point happened approximately on the same day and I figured, hey, it is not really going to happen while I run 26.2 miles, right? A week later when I was at my parents' cabin in Tennessee, I had a dream that I was delivering a baby at the VA hospital parking lot. I woke up and thought, no, that can't be right. Isn't the popular press always talking about how serious distance running makes women annovulatory? The first test was negative. Accordingly, I indulged in Sangria, unpasturized Rocqufort cheese, ran 6 mile workouts, and waterskied.
When we got home, we immediately went to South Dakota to go on our "Lab years" celebration weekend. Another early test produced negative results. When we got back from Rushmore, however, three different tests confirmed that I am!!!!!!! I thought that I would tell DH in some cute, Hollywood movie way. When the time actually came, however, I kind of stuttered, "two lines.......two lines??...TWO LINES!!!!" He just got this sweet, silly grin on his face.
We are thrilled, and admittedly, somewhat out of control with our excitement. I'm about 5 weeks along and we've already been shopping for baby. I *know* that I need to tone it down because lots can happen, but I'm just thrilled and hope for the best. After months of anxiety of how we will afford another baby, manage with two, adapt, it just doesn't seem so overwhelming anymore. Everyone cross your fingers and hope for the best for new baby Barnett.
I'm due mid to late March, 2004. So far I'm feeling pretty good with a few minor but bizarre symptoms like pimples on my back (ewww, YUCK!), dementia (I've lost my keys in Walmart on Tuesday for two hours and forgot my parking spot last night), and some close calls for passing out. But in the scheme of things, I feel pretty great.
Hubby feels like he has earned the name "One Shot" as a testament to his virility.
Soon after I told him, he lamented, "But I haven't lost the weight from the first one yet!" He also mourned the inevitable loss of the sports car that he was pining for during his lab years. Yeah, like that was really going to happen during residency anyway. Mostly, however, he calls me and tells me where the baby is in the growth process or suggests names that he likes. He is very, very cute about all this. YIPPEE!!
Kelly
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