
I'm prego. 18 1/2 weeks along.
Due: July 26th
And ...

Boy! Here's a vid of us cutting the cake. We had the doctor put whether it was a boy/girl in an envelope and seal it without telling us and we took that to a bakery. They colored the inside accordingly and we cut the cake with some family and friends. My dad is the one filming/narrating
And that top picture ... we were messing around with my brother, Mike, after taking family pics at Thanksgiving and we didn't even know that I was actually a month pregnant! Quite ironic, but it worked out nicely.
We feel extremely blessed and grateful that I'm pregnant and to have a child (not counting our dog, Charles). But it has been surprisingly difficult so far. Much different than I ever imagined it to be. It's definitely one of those things that unless you've experienced it for yourself, you can never fully grasp the adventure your body is given. Up until about 2 weeks ago, I was throwing up 10-15 times a day ... sometimes up to 30+ times in a day. Despite being on the strongest anti-nausea meds, I could still throw up everything I ate in a day. Best way to describe it, I felt like I had the stomach flu everyday, all day. I had to get a couple of IV's because I was going days without keeping any food down. I've lost 13 lbs so far. Honestly, it was really hard on me and it took its toll on me not only physically but emotionally. My body was freaking out and I couldn't really do anything to help myself and I was struggling to get to work everyday or do just about anything.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel - I've been doing significantly better these last couple weeks. We figured out that my stomach's acid has been whacking out from my acid reflux and history of ulcers. So I'm stocked up on meds, anti-acid, anti-nausea, and prenatal. But they seem to be working so far and we're crossing our fingers that it stays that way. I still don't feel normal or awesome and I still have some bad days but I can at least function on a regular basis now, keep food down and I can get my regular hours in at work and do a little bit at home, if I'm not too exhausted from working all day. I've gained 2 lbs back, so I'm at least headed in the right direction now, ha. I'm just barely barely barely starting to show a little prego-belly ... not really though.
Matt has been an awesome husband. He's super patient with me and my hormonal-ness and helps out tons. He gets lots of kudos to him. We went to Ross the other day, and he found a set of Nike onesies and Air Jordan onesies and we just had to get them ... he was so excited. I have a feeling Matt is going to be choosing most of our little guy's outfits.
My best hormonal freak out so far:
I was really hungry and decided to make mac n' cheese for dinner. I left the noodles cooking in the water too long and so they got super soggy and gross. I was so furious that I had to clean out the pan and start over and that I had to wait even longer to eat. I was fuming over the mac n' cheese. Matt just looked at me and said, "You know you're getting emotional over mac n' cheese, right?" I knew it and just didn't care, I was so mad. Matt took over making it so that I would maybe calm down.