That's right, Ryan and I are expecting our first child! We are both so excited we can hardly stand it! We found out about six, yes SIX weeks ago and I've been dying to tell the world. I am right about 11 weeks along, due April 15, 2010 and couldn't be happier! The past several weeks have been amazing. So many changes have already occurred and still continue. We are so blessed that everything has been smooth so far. Baby Laird is a little over an inch long and his/her heart is strong. I'll try to take you through the past six weeks.
The weekend of Aug. 8-9 I went to the lake with my brother, nieces and grandma. It was an awesome weekend filled with quality family time. While at the lake, I realized that I was a few days late but didn't want to make a big deal about it because I did not want to get my hopes up. I also remember waking up in the middle of the night to pee, which was not a normal occurrence for me but makes oh so much sense now. Sunday morning I woke up early and I remember sitting in the bed with the windows open listening to the birds outside and a sort of revelation came over me ... I think I'm actually pregnant and I was at peace about it. I told myself that if I do not start by the end of day, I would take a test. I couldn't wait to get home to share the possible news with Ryan.
On my way home from the lake after I dropped off my brother and his family I stopped by the drug store to pick up a test. Is it just me or do all women feel sort of sneaky buying a pregnancy test? I come home in all my stinky lake glory and tell Ryan that I think I need to take a test. I couldn't get it out of the box fast enough. I take the test. Wait 2:35 seconds and Ryan walks into the bathroom ... he turns around with the "oh boy" look on his face and I immediately knew it was positive! I think my first words were, "Oh my gosh, we did it?!?" There was definitely some screaming, jumping and hugging involved.
I know I can't be the only woman out there who settles for just one test. So I run into the kitchen, drink tons of water and prepare to take another! I take the second test. This time, I look first. No denying it, I'm pregnant. I took a shower, we took some pictures and then I went to the grocery store. I remember the woman in the checkout lane behind me had a newborn and it took every ounce of self-control not to say to this complete stranger, "Guess what, I'm pregnant!" I am so glad I refrained.
Several months ago when we were talking about getting pregnant, I had this crazy idea that we would wait 12 weeks to tell ANYONE! What a dumb, unrealistic idea. Right after we found out I remember saying, "I've got to Twitter this." Of course I didn't. But I so wanted to share the news. My first call was to my best friend Melissa. Then I sent a picture of the tests to CJ. The next day we told our parents. The photo above is Ryan on the phone with his mother. We went over to my parents house and told them by giving them a gift bag with a Baby Ruth inside.
This is me at 6 weeks. Obviously not a lot of changes to the naked eye, but don't be fooled. I was falling asleep on the couch at 8 p.m., waking 2-3 times a night to pee, and feeling queezy all day long for the next two weeks. Nothing sounded good to eat, but I forced myself to eat something every couple hours. Did I mention that I had to be to work one morning at 6:30 a.m. during all of this? My boss was giving a presentation to 120+ people and I was sitting at the front of the room running the PowerPoint. There was a point in the presentation where I was afraid I was going to have to excuse myself. Thank goodness it all worked out.
Many of you know that I work out quite a bit. Mostly by default because my husband is a trainer. Not really, I actually do enjoy keeping in shape. Well as you can imagine, my lack of energy has actually done a number on my workouts. Getting home at 6, eating dinner at 7 and going to bed at 8, doesn't leave a lot of time for cardio. Fortunately, I am feeling better and have made it to the gym more lately.
This is me at 10 weeks. I have had a few cravings, but nothing too out of the ordinary - Zesty Dill Pickles, BLTs, V8 and Chef Boyardee Spaghetti and Meatballs (gross, I know.). I am not proud of the last one. Mostly, nothing ever sounds good to eat. I also get full a lot faster. It is all still very top of mind so I'm trying to eat food that is only good for baby - lots of fruits and vegetables (and Chewy Runts). But in all seriousness, I really hope I don't get huge.
And this is the first of many photos of our baby. Wow, it is still amazing to me that this little miracle is inside of me at this very moment. It was such a special moment when we first saw him/her. It really made everything seem so much more real. When we saw his/her little heartbeat last week, it was only 2 millimeters big. I said to the doctor, how can anyone not believe in God after experiencing this? I truly believe this pregnancy is showing me God's love unlike I've ever experienced before.
The weekend of Aug. 8-9 I went to the lake with my brother, nieces and grandma. It was an awesome weekend filled with quality family time. While at the lake, I realized that I was a few days late but didn't want to make a big deal about it because I did not want to get my hopes up. I also remember waking up in the middle of the night to pee, which was not a normal occurrence for me but makes oh so much sense now. Sunday morning I woke up early and I remember sitting in the bed with the windows open listening to the birds outside and a sort of revelation came over me ... I think I'm actually pregnant and I was at peace about it. I told myself that if I do not start by the end of day, I would take a test. I couldn't wait to get home to share the possible news with Ryan.
On my way home from the lake after I dropped off my brother and his family I stopped by the drug store to pick up a test. Is it just me or do all women feel sort of sneaky buying a pregnancy test? I come home in all my stinky lake glory and tell Ryan that I think I need to take a test. I couldn't get it out of the box fast enough. I take the test. Wait 2:35 seconds and Ryan walks into the bathroom ... he turns around with the "oh boy" look on his face and I immediately knew it was positive! I think my first words were, "Oh my gosh, we did it?!?" There was definitely some screaming, jumping and hugging involved.
I know I can't be the only woman out there who settles for just one test. So I run into the kitchen, drink tons of water and prepare to take another! I take the second test. This time, I look first. No denying it, I'm pregnant. I took a shower, we took some pictures and then I went to the grocery store. I remember the woman in the checkout lane behind me had a newborn and it took every ounce of self-control not to say to this complete stranger, "Guess what, I'm pregnant!" I am so glad I refrained.
Several months ago when we were talking about getting pregnant, I had this crazy idea that we would wait 12 weeks to tell ANYONE! What a dumb, unrealistic idea. Right after we found out I remember saying, "I've got to Twitter this." Of course I didn't. But I so wanted to share the news. My first call was to my best friend Melissa. Then I sent a picture of the tests to CJ. The next day we told our parents. The photo above is Ryan on the phone with his mother. We went over to my parents house and told them by giving them a gift bag with a Baby Ruth inside.
This is me at 6 weeks. Obviously not a lot of changes to the naked eye, but don't be fooled. I was falling asleep on the couch at 8 p.m., waking 2-3 times a night to pee, and feeling queezy all day long for the next two weeks. Nothing sounded good to eat, but I forced myself to eat something every couple hours. Did I mention that I had to be to work one morning at 6:30 a.m. during all of this? My boss was giving a presentation to 120+ people and I was sitting at the front of the room running the PowerPoint. There was a point in the presentation where I was afraid I was going to have to excuse myself. Thank goodness it all worked out.
Many of you know that I work out quite a bit. Mostly by default because my husband is a trainer. Not really, I actually do enjoy keeping in shape. Well as you can imagine, my lack of energy has actually done a number on my workouts. Getting home at 6, eating dinner at 7 and going to bed at 8, doesn't leave a lot of time for cardio. Fortunately, I am feeling better and have made it to the gym more lately.
This is me at 10 weeks. I have had a few cravings, but nothing too out of the ordinary - Zesty Dill Pickles, BLTs, V8 and Chef Boyardee Spaghetti and Meatballs (gross, I know.). I am not proud of the last one. Mostly, nothing ever sounds good to eat. I also get full a lot faster. It is all still very top of mind so I'm trying to eat food that is only good for baby - lots of fruits and vegetables (and Chewy Runts). But in all seriousness, I really hope I don't get huge.
And this is the first of many photos of our baby. Wow, it is still amazing to me that this little miracle is inside of me at this very moment. It was such a special moment when we first saw him/her. It really made everything seem so much more real. When we saw his/her little heartbeat last week, it was only 2 millimeters big. I said to the doctor, how can anyone not believe in God after experiencing this? I truly believe this pregnancy is showing me God's love unlike I've ever experienced before. 
