Okay Mrs. Nelson...here they are...

First of all, thank you. We are so blessed to have the family and friends we have. Now that our secret is out, Robbie and I are slowly settling into the notion of having a baby. What we are realizing is this is different than thinking about having a baby. Really, really different. Nevertheless, we are happy to take on the challenge and glad to know all of you will be there to root us on.

So, the day I found out I was in fact pregnant and not suffering from an energy depleting disease, I sat down and wrote a little about how I was feeling, always wanting to capture life in words. From that day on I wrote non-published posts figuring there would be a day when I could share them publicly. For the next few days I will share these posts....a little snapshot of how Crazy Jo is getting a little bit Crazier.


October 2, 2008
I should be studying for my Art History test I am taking tonight. Suddenly politics aren't interesting me as much and the laundry pile on our bedroom floor makes me want to cry....um, I mean made me cry.

I took a test this morning I wasn't even aware I was going to take. The grade was positive, and life changing. Only time will tell whether or not I (and by I, I mean We) pass.

Just when you think things can't get anymore stressful or complacent or financially tight or overweight or insignificant or the most important moment ever or beautiful or hideous or scary or exciting....you find out your pregnant.

Current feeling: utterly overwhelmed.


October 5, 2008
Lethargy does not suit me well. It's a different kind of tired too.

I talked to my Mom yesterday and it's going to take an act from God to prevent me from spilling these beans. I'm actually feeling guilty for not telling the Oklahoma Family, but I know they'd rather hear it from us in person....and with Parker coming, well, so far, it's working out well.

Our first doctor's appointment is on the 20th and the longer it takes for that day to get here the more nervous I become.

We went to an art show last night and we bought one of the pieces. I suffered great turmoil over purchasing it.....that money could be used for diapers, a stroller, half a college credit....

I've refrained from buying any books and so far I've only looked up cribs online. I think this is going to take awhile to sink in.

French test tomorrow. Focus Catie, focus.

Comments

Laura said…
Yea! Little Baby Knight has no idea how lucky he/she is by being given you and Robbie as parents! Thanks for publishing the blogs:)
7:39 AM
Lady and Tater said…
Thanks for sharing those thoughts with us, Catie. Man, I'm so happy for you! If you can, read Heather's blog from my page. She's currently pregnant with Twins (farther along than you are)... but it makes you appreciate only having 1 at a time! :)
8:32 AM
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