You want to know the truth? I cried when I first found out I was pregnant. And they weren’t tears of happiness. I mean, of course deep down I was thrilled, but all I was able to think of was how petrified I was of labor, and how I would be able to raise a child in this economy. I ran to the phone to call my husband, Jerry.
It has always been my dream to tell Jerry I was pregnant over a candlelit dinner, with two glasses of wine (not for me, actually!), soft music in the background and a quiet corner table. When the time came, however, I forgot all my plans and rushed to call him at work. Had I thought about it an extra minute, I would have remembered that his boss is super-strict with personal calls. I guess I deserved his reaction, then. Jerry picked up and without any introductions, I said, “I’m pregnant!” There was a 15 second silence on the other end and then, “Honey, I can’t talk to you about this now. We’ll talk later.” Click. I can’t really blame him – knowing his boss, he was leaning over his desk at that very moment. Still, I was left alone to deal with my news.
So being the organized person that I am, I sat down to do what I do best – make lists. I mapped out a 9 month plan for Jerry and I, which included decorating the nursery, finding a pediatrician, stroller, car seat, day care, maternity clothes, baby furniture, maternity leave, baby clothes, and more. I figured I’d get the ball rolling before the nausea kicked in.
When Jerry came home, we spent all night talking about our dreams, our fears and our excitement over our news. I got over my initial “disappointment” and was flat-out, dead excited. We planned a vacation for the middle of the winter, to get away before the baby comes, and worked out our finances to allow me to cut down on my hours at work. Yes, I know my pregnancy has not been confirmed medically, but I thrive on planning!
I went to my OB-GYN the next day, who confirmed I was pregnant, gave me a due date of May 18th, and told me I was currently three weeks pregnant. He prescribed prenatal pills and told me it was too early take a sonogram. Jerry tried explaining to me that it’s too early to tell the sex of the baby. I know that, but I’m still dying to know. My doctor told me to stay away from smoking and alcohol – 2 big no-no’s, stop taking any medication, and to stay away from certain fish, raw eggs and unpasteurized cheese. I can still have my morning coffee (yes!) but should avoid more than one cup.
I scheduled my next appointment in three weeks. We went home to share the news with everyone we knew! I hit the computer later that day to start researching all the stages my baby will go through to reach a complete and healthy baby. I look forward to sharing them with you!
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