Long Time, No See

It’s been so long since I last blogged and I’ve missed it. Believe it or not, in my time off I thought of a lot of you that read regularly quite often and was tempted to jump back on the wagon before the New Year. But, a couple of things kept me from actually doing that. First it was the extreme fatigue and then it was the all-day nausea. Have you guessed it yet?

We’re having a baby!

Taking time to be quiet was a total rouse. While I’m a big proponent of quiet time, I really was just afraid that I’d spill the beans somehow and we really, really, really wanted to be able to tell our families that we’re expecting in person. Since that couldn’t happen until we traveled home for Christmas, I just decided to go silent for the six weeks I had to wait.

And let me tell you, those were a hard six weeks (and then some). I didn’t know someone could puke so many times in one day and survive. Alas.

We’re due at the end of June. We’ve had two doctor’s appointments and an ultrasound already and everything has looked good so far. I never imagined that when it came my turn to be pregnant (because when you live in a seminary community and your married for more than a year and still childless, you feel like you’re way late to the parenthood party), that I’d be excited for every doctor’s appointment. Instead, I’ve found that I’m usually terrified that they’ll find something wrong. I’ve been told that worry won’t stop until I’m dead. Gee, thanks for the info. But, now that I’m closing in on 16 weeks, I’m feeling more confident that this one’s a goody.

I would post a photo of my tiny baby bump, but really, I just look chubby and nobody wants to see that.

Believe me.

I feel chubby too, but that’s probably because I’ve been unable to work out for 8 weeks (!!!!) due to, you guessed it, nausea. For a lifelong gym rat, two months without a workout feels like an eternity. But then again, apathy also seems to be another symptom of the first trimester, so who cares if my hips are growing faster than my tummy!

I don’t plan to make this blog a baby blog, but then again, as our lives change, so will this blog and frankly, this is one mother of a change (no pun intended). I do have a few crafty projects up my sleeve to share with you and we plan on selling the house in the next year, so we’ll have lots of home improvement posts to add. Oh, and we’re planning on moving next year when Matthew’s done with school. He wants to do his Master’s degree at a seminary in Kentucky.

Yes, Kentucky.

But we’ll probably live in Indiana. And then we won’t be Yankees anymore.

We’ll just be normal.