Pregnancy Journal - October 11, 2008
October 11, 2008
Crazier than usual today - weepy, nauseous, tired. The windows are open and there is a blowing breeze keeping the house cool and comfortable. Robbie was up at 8am this morning (*gasp*) and so far we've gotten a great deal done around here.
Tomorrow is my Mom's birthday and then my Dad's is at the end of the month. Robbie asked me this morning, "Now, Catie, are you going to be able to talk with your Mom tomorrow and not tell her what's going on?" He's terribly worried I can't keep this a secret - I mean with the cafeteria lady incident and all. The truth is, I really want to tell them in person and feel like I will be able to hold out for a couple more weeks. What this actually means though is hurrying through the month of October and anticipating the month of November which only brings me closer to the inevitable reality of a due date.
I've been thinking a lot about what happens if things don't turn out the way that we would hope them to and I've come to the following conclusion. It would be horrible and I will probably cry...but, it will make me realize how in so many ways we are ready for this change. I told my girlfriends that either I start planning a baby room on Monday or I start a diet. Either way I'm suddenly motivated to try a little harder at life. Including tackling that insane laundry pile, pukey or not.
This morning at breakfast I had a moment. I was flipping through my latest scrapbooking magazine and showing Robbie a layout I really liked when *BAM* waterworks. I was crying for no apparent reason. Robbie asked me if I was going to be okay and I could only shrug and say Ihjfgkrslakgjhlksajsnifffffffff? Once I calmed down I said, "I just don't want to mess up our kid." Robbie gently patted my hand, smiled and said, "Don't worry Catie, we probably will - but it's going to be so much fun!"
Crazier than usual today - weepy, nauseous, tired. The windows are open and there is a blowing breeze keeping the house cool and comfortable. Robbie was up at 8am this morning (*gasp*) and so far we've gotten a great deal done around here.
Tomorrow is my Mom's birthday and then my Dad's is at the end of the month. Robbie asked me this morning, "Now, Catie, are you going to be able to talk with your Mom tomorrow and not tell her what's going on?" He's terribly worried I can't keep this a secret - I mean with the cafeteria lady incident and all. The truth is, I really want to tell them in person and feel like I will be able to hold out for a couple more weeks. What this actually means though is hurrying through the month of October and anticipating the month of November which only brings me closer to the inevitable reality of a due date.
I've been thinking a lot about what happens if things don't turn out the way that we would hope them to and I've come to the following conclusion. It would be horrible and I will probably cry...but, it will make me realize how in so many ways we are ready for this change. I told my girlfriends that either I start planning a baby room on Monday or I start a diet. Either way I'm suddenly motivated to try a little harder at life. Including tackling that insane laundry pile, pukey or not.
This morning at breakfast I had a moment. I was flipping through my latest scrapbooking magazine and showing Robbie a layout I really liked when *BAM* waterworks. I was crying for no apparent reason. Robbie asked me if I was going to be okay and I could only shrug and say Ihjfgkrslakgjhlksajsnifffffffff? Once I calmed down I said, "I just don't want to mess up our kid." Robbie gently patted my hand, smiled and said, "Don't worry Catie, we probably will - but it's going to be so much fun!"
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