Upcoming milestones

I'm feeling pretty good this week. A lot tired, but only a little nauseated. I'm liking the idea that my first trimester will be over next Friday. I remember when it felt like it was an eternity away, and I must say this is a much better feeling.

The following week we are going to Vermont to celebrate my grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary with my entire family. I have purposely held back telling my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins for that very trip -- to get to tell them in person. Its been hard to keep it quiet (and I can only hope my mom is telling the truth when she says she hasn't spilled the beans) but I know it will be so worth it to get to tell them all together and not over the phone. Our family is spread out from as far as California to North Carolina to Vermont to Ohio. It is a rare occasion that we are all in one place and for that I'm thankful that the timing really is perfect.

Firsts

Well, just when I was feeling like I may escape the nasty part of "morning" sickness, it hit me -- vomit. I wouldn't say I have felt great these last several weeks, but I was quite proud of not having lost my lunch. I've been nauseous on and off all day, but I've learned some tricks and have been managing. The vomit, though, put me over the edge. I commend women who do that everyday of their first trimester, and some their whole pregnancy. I'll be 10 weeks tomorrow which feels pretty good. I'm hoping what they say is true that after these next couple of weeks that I'll start to feel better.

Acne. I was one of those fortunate enough to know nothing about acne as a teenager, much less as an adult. Now, my face looks like that of a 16-year-old. I'm kinda bummed about it in all honesty. They hurt and, despite my attempts to cover those big red things up, they look like they hurt too. I know I'm going to have to start taking better care of my skin. No more going to bed with my makeup on I suppose. Or does that even matter with pregnancy acne? Thoughts?

Letting the cat out of the bag

Ok, so some of you are too smart for me and others of you may just have decided that I'm not going to be an avid blogger and have tuned out. Well, the truth is I am 8wks and 5 days pregnant.

I wasn't quite ready to shout it from the rooftops when we first found out and I hadn't really considered how that would effect my blog writing so I hid behind my true, yet excuse, of a schedule. I am still keeping it rather quiet, for those of you who I know in my real life, but I do feel worlds better today after getting to see my baby's heart pitter patter for the first time and hearing the doctor say that everything looked great.

I must say we were pleasantly surprised that it happened on month 3 of Clomid for us. Apparently our missing piece was the all important egg. I know that most women are cautiously excited these first several weeks, but I think that is why I am exhibiting extra caution right now because I feel like its almost too good to be true.

Don't get me wrong, I've never been so happy -- especially today -- but I do feel like its only smart to stay realistic. However, from what I've heard seeing the heartbeat drastically lowers your risks and that statistic is something that will likely get me through until my next Dr. appointment:)

Sorry for the absence!

I realize that I have badly neglected my blogging. With going back to work, taking on more hours and starting graduate school, needless to say, I have been swamped. Once thing calm down a bit in a couple weeks, I plan to resume to my regular routine!