a week in review

-husband came home Sunday. tired.
-we went window shopping for baby gear. he's just as excited as I am... or maybe he's faking it.
-work as usual M-F.
-husband leaves again on Thursday.
-bowling on Friday... got a new ball! (Just in time as my 28 year old ball has a big hole in it now).
-Mom flew in Saturday morning to hang out for a week. I guess Las Vegas is baking hot.
-went shopping at the outlet malls on Saturday... wore me OUT!
-chilled like cucumbers on Sunday
-drank lots of (decaf) iced-tea to stay cool all weekend
-back to the ol' grind today (Monday).

Happy Anniversary Husband!

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Tones finally got home from his business trip yesterday. Ugh...what a mess... he was supposed to be home on Saturday but got caught up in immigration for 3.5 hours, therefore missing his flight home. I hung out at Jean's on Saturday where we made rag baskets/hats and she taught me to crochet. Not to be confused with croquet. Ha ha.

Anyway... Tones came home Sunday morning and we just hung out and watched Wimbledon... can you believe that men's match? Wowza! I wanted Fedderer to win... oh well.

So, today is 07/07/08... our one year anniversary. It's a Monday... which means we both had to work... which is poopy... but we'll go out to dinner tonight and have some fun.
Happy Anniversary Husband! Love you lots.

8 weeks + 4 days

You have to use your imagination a little... but imagine you are looking at the kid straight on. The head is at the top and the bottom part is the body. You can see little arm buds coming out of the body. He/she looks sort of like a turtle... with the big body and little arms and legs. (Click on the picture to enlarge).

a HUGE sigh of relief...

I had my first "official" pre-natal appointment today... although I saw the doc at 6 weeks... okay... whatever.  Anyway... I had massive amounts of anxiety going in to this appointment because so far, I haven't made it to this point... seeing the baby grow to be more than a dot in a bubble.  The first time I wasn't even close and the second time I went in for my "12 week" appointment only to find the baby was only at 8 weeks and had no heartbeat.  So... if one more person tries to tell me to "relax" or to "not worry about it" or that "it will be fine" I will punch them in the face simply smile and walk away.  Trust me, it's not that easy.  I know all the tricks in the book... self-talk... deep breathing... shopping... eating... believe me... those thoughts still find a way to creep back into your head.

So you can imagine my HUGE RELIEF when the doc stuck the probe up my va-jay-jay and we got to see the little dude (or dudette), dancing to the beat of that little heart.  Mama Jean was right there by my side (the husband is still traveling for work) and we both burst out in tears... ok, so I burst, she just teared up.  I bawled my head off.  Trust me, they were tears of pure joy, not sadness.  I was so relieved.  I don't know how else to put it other than I felt like I could finally breathe and relax and for gosh sakes... GO BABY SHOPPING!!!  (not for a new baby, for baby stuff for THIS baby!).  I think the doc thinks I'm a freak-a-zoid.  Who cares man?  

Cute moment of the day was when we went in for one more look at the bebe and we caught him/her shaking his/her head... as if saying no, no, no.    So exciting.

The rest of the appointment went as expected.  Next one is in 6 weeks.  Hello?  That is way too long to wait to see the bebe again... I totally get why Tom Cruise bought Katie Holmes their very own sonogram machine.  I'd be checking in on things every week!!!

Thanks for all of the prayers and good thoughts.... it worked!