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Commute + Snow = Potty Brake

Thursday, February 26, 2009
So the snow is quickly piling up all over the place outside today, and you know the equation:
More Snow = Longer Commute Home

I am hoping that it isn't too bad by the time I leave, especially since it seems like everyone who works downtown is leaving early! I really am only wondering though becuase I am nervouse about having to pee halfway home and being stuck on a bus. I really couldn't imagine much worse right now, especially if I have to stand the whole way becuase the bus is packed!

At least I can be entertained by the book I brought and/or the tv shows on my ipod, or even peoplewatching my fellow riders. If you want to read some really funny and super weird stories of poeple's commutes with metro transit check out:


Thankfully my bus ride is not as exciting as some of those who have posted at that site!

Week 14, Finally!

So I have finally hit the 14 week mark, which means I am officially out of the first trimester of the pregnancy. The best part about this is that the chances of miscarriage significantly decrease at this stage, which is very reassuring.

This week our baby is supposedly the size of a lemon or 3 1/2 inches.

One really cool thing that I found out is that the baby is starting to learn how to clench its fist and move its fingers around. When I told John this the other day his response was, "Wow, Puller can't even do that!" : )

I have finally started to show (a little) which is really cool, but definitely makes it harder to get dressed in the morning. Today I think I tried on five different shirts before deciding on a hoodie for more room and comfort in the front. I'm sure it won't be long until even that won't work anymore!

Our First Baby Pictures

Wednesday, February 25, 2009
During our first appointment the doctor had some trouble hearing the heartbeat of the baby, so to determine if we had the correct dates and , gulp, the viability (aweful word) of the pregnancy we scheduled an ultrasound as soon as possible.
We were lucky enough to catch the baby on an active morning, probably due to the Snickers bar that I had for breakfast. Everything with the baby was perfectly fine, and we even got some pictures to take home.

Pee on the Pillow

So for my first post I thought it would be fun to share how John found out he was going to be a father. A month prior to this moment we had discussed the possibility of trying to have a baby. I was 100% on board, but at this point I think John was only at about 75%. As any good husband knows though, once a woman has an idea or notion in her head it is impossible to get it out. Knowing he was starting to come around to the idea, John agreed to give it a try.

This brings me to Friday,December 20th, 2008. For the few days leading up to this point I could swear I was starting to get the applicable pregnancy symptoms (sore boobs, tiredness, crampy), but I had told John that I wasn't going to take a pregnancy test until that next Sunday. On the way home that day I just couldn't wait any longer, I knew that something had to be going on down there. I was actually so excited that I couldn't even wait for John to get home from work and did the test right away when I walked in the door.

I was extremely surprised in a good way when the test read positive. For the next ten minutes I dances around the house, with the beagles, celebrating my great fortune. Then I had to decide the best way to tell John. He often changes right away when he gets home from work, so I decided to wrap up the end of the test and place it on his pillow upstairs. When he got home, go figure, he didn't go upstairs to change right away. About half an hour later he made his way up, with me following him. When he saw the test I think he was in shock, becuase his first comment was "You peed on that and then put it on my pillow? Gross, now there is probably pee on my pillow." After I assured him that I had tightly wrapped up the desecrated end of the test to be sure of no transfer, he was then able to show his excitement, though I do think he was still thinking about the not even possible pee on his pillow.