Life always seems to fly by...until you become pregnant. It seems like I have been pregnant forever, but here I am at 28 weeks thinking that I still have 12 weeks to go. We still have so much to do. We have to move into a house and get that all settled. Plus we have to get everything ready for little baby Tanner to make his appearance. I am sure it will start to fly by soon enough especially when I start going to the doctor every two weeks. I have always heard that is when it gets REAL. :)
I wanted to make this post about random things I have discovered since being pregnant. So this is going to be all over the place. Plus I am sure it will be one that will have to be added onto later because:
1. When you are pregnant, you can't remember ANYTHING! I mean I didn't have the best of memories before. Now I can't remember things that I could remember 5 minutes ago. I have sticky notes, calendar, and reminders on my phone of the same item so I will not forget it. Like for instance to take out the recycle. I have to put a sticky note, write it on my calendar, and set a reminder on my phone so that at least one of those will make me remember to do it. Telling Weston to remind me does no good. The other day, I was walking into the bank to make a deposit and knew they would need to see my drivers license. So, I start to pull out my license from my holder attached to my keys. I realized I didn't have my keys. Then I walk back to my car only to realize that my keys are still in the car, which is still running. I don't know if it is even worse because I have work, baby, house, and junior league all going on at once so my mind is all over the place or if all pregnant people are this bad.
2. I now know how woman feel who are blessed in the top region. I have never had that experience that friends tell me about when they are talking to a male and they can see the man starring at their chest instead of their eyes (p.s. son, please don't ever do this-for you need to respect women). Now I have people that when I am talking to them, their eyes drift to my belly. I think it is a little more obvious when someone is starring at your belly rather than your chest too. I have a girl at work..love her...but for the longest time when she would come to talk to me, she would basically be talking to my belly the whole time. Hello....I'm up here. I guess people are fascinated with growing bellies.
3. I am not very fond of the belly. I know friends that are pregnant now that really embrace it. They wear these super tight clothes that just wrap around that belly of theirs. I think they look super cute too. I just can't do it. I really thought I would embrace it. I thought I would be the type that would wear the tight clothes because I think it is so cute with other pregnant women. I couldn't wait to be pregnant to show off the bump. It really has been a struggle with me. It has brought back some dark memories from my childhood that I apparently had suppressed. I was not the skinniest girl growing up. I actually was pretty pudgy until 9th grade. I was the first kid in my class to reach 100 pounds (or at least I was told that on the playground when I was at Gordan Bibb during recess). I was told in elementary school once that I should be the dinosaur because I was big. I overheard a friend say that I looked like a whale one day when I wore all blue. Kids can be very cruel. It is amazing how those younger years mold you for the rest of your life. You really have to watch what you say to others. It could affect them for the rest of their lives. I have had a weight issue ever since childhood. I have watched what I eat and exercised daily to keep at a very small weight. Actually for two years in a row that I saw my gyno before pregnancy, she told me that I was underweight and was worried about my weight. So, when I got pregnant and packed on the pounds, it wasn't easy. People would say "Wow, you are already showing" or "look at that belly" It was really hard at first. Then it kind of stopped for awhile. I think I started to hide it. Now at 28 weeks, I am afraid you are so big inside me, that it is hard not to show. I can't even see my feet anymore. I weighed myself this morning and I had only gained 10.5 pounds, but even today at a baby shower a lady said that I was larger than a girl who is 32 weeks. I just wish people would watch what they say or think. People's bodies are all different. I know that with me, I will look larger because people are so used to me being so small (note to everyone out there...gain a lot of weight before getting pregnant haha). But really, like don't ever come up to me and say "so and so looks like they are about to pop". You don't know what is going on with them on the inside. You don't know how much weight they have gained or not gained. People are so judgemental and quick to judge. Most of the people who say those kinds of things are not the smallest people in the world. I have done my best to stay in shape. I don't know many girls that at 28 weeks are still running 3.5 miles. Ok that is my soapbox, but that is probably my "biggest" issue with pregnancy.
4. No touching policy. When I was first pregnant, people would always want to touch my belly. I always thought it was strange because there was really not much there. Plus you were not even moving. I had no connection with you whatsoever just because you were not moving and most days I didn't even feel pregnant. I can remember one day during tax season a girl came to see me and she started rubbing my belly. Angeleck was up front with me and she said it took everything in her being to not bust out laughing. She knew how uncomfortable I was. With that being said, now it is not too bad. I mean I don't say "hey come rub my belly", but I am not as weirded out by it like before. I really don't mind if it is someone I am close to unless I just want to be left alone. I am sure I would have a problem with someone that I am not as close to doing it, but luckily not many people do it.
5. Most pregnant women complain about being sick and tired during the first trimester or how they have to pee all the time. I didn't have really either. I mean I was nauseated during the first trimester most of the time unless I ate, so I ate a LOT :) I was tired, I will say that. Of course it was the busiest time at work. I was working insane hours, so I am sure that played a part into it. I do not have to pee any more than I used to before pregnancy. I have always had bladder craziness, so bladder doesn't really phase me.
6. I am really hormonal. It has been off and on throughout the pregnancy. I will go weeks where I am normal. Then one week I will be real to myself. One week I will be super cranky. One week I will cry every day. I cry ALL the time. I can't remember what I was thinking about the other day at work while heating up my food, but I just started crying. When I got diagnosed with gestational diabetes, it was the worst time for crying. I think I cried daily for a week. I was all over the place! I will cry watching TV. I will cry at some random song. I was an emotional person before, but wowzers talk about being emotional now. I can't even control it. Poor Weston. I will just be sitting there in the middle of a conversation with him and I will start crying. For no reason. It is really strange. People make me mad easily. A guy interrupted me on the phone at work the other day and I walked into my office and started going off to my boss about how he needed to teach him lessons. He just laughed and said "pregnancy hormones huh?" Haha. I mean you better watch what you say to me. I don't really hold back as much as I used to before. I will snap at you in a heartbeat.
7. Nesting to me = loner. Some people talk about this nesting word. They want to clean the house. I haven't really done that at all. I will say though that I have turned into a homebody BIG TIME! I do not want to leave the house at all....E-V-E-R. I have no idea why either. I don't really want to socialize. I will get to this later, but I have been super attached to Weston. He is like the only person I want to be around, which is strange for us because we are not a super attached couple. My personality is not really a social personality anyways. I don't really like to be in crowds or be around people, but I can handle it better when I am not pregnant. It has become really bad during the last couple of weeks. I hope this isn't a third trimester thing and just a phase. It is almost like I just don't want to be around people. When I am out socializing, I am anxious about leaving to go home. When I am at work, I am not putting in both earplugs to just ignore my surroundings. It is really stinky. I am not a big fan of it, but I also can't help it. I have no idea what that is all about either!
8. Weston has really impressed me during this whole pregnancy. When I first got pregnant, he was so sweet. We would be watching TV and he would just lay his hand on my belly. He would talk to my belly at night. He would say goodnight to you. It is funny because he would do it in this strange voice like "Luke, I am your father" voice from Star Wars. I would ask him why he is talking funny and he said that was how you could hear him. Not sure what that means. Then sometimes he could make these weird sounds on my belly saying he was playing with you. He has been super helpful picking up things around the house. He will rub my back when I say it hurts. He will help carry heavy things. He has stepped up tremendously. He also has helped a lot in the decisions on the house. I basically have been out of that and he has handled it all. Thank goodness! He also created the nickname little Ray Ray. When we first started talking baby names, he suggested Ray (his middle name). I said no way! Not a fan of Ray...no offense. So, he would do it to irritate me. He would talk to you and call you Ray Ray to the point that I thought you would come out thinking that was your name. He finally has stopped. I guess I just got used to it, so he knew it didn't bother me anymore. It is funny because sometimes he would come to talk to you or rub my belly and I would push him away because I just didn't feel it at the moment, he would always say "he is MY baby too, let me talk to my baby". Haha. He already adores you. He also has been super helpful with this diabetes. Sometimes I feel like he is the only one that really gets it. I want to do what the doctors tell me to do because I feel like that I will help you be the healthiest baby. I do not want you to have health issues, be big, or have diabetes. Weston was on the Atkins diet when I found out to help himself lose weight for a backpacking trip he was taking. He said that after the trip, he would stay on the diet so he would do it with me. He is being so supportive. It is nice to have him eating the same things so I am not tempted. He did all this research on gestational diabetes and what I can/can't eat. My love has really grown for him over these past months. I have become super attached to him. We are a very independent couple. Before pregnancy, we would do our own things a whole lot. He would go out with his friends and I would go out with mine. We didn't really spend too much time together. Now I am stuck on him like glue. We are together all the time. Surprisingly, we don't fight either. I would think with all the quality time, we would be cranky with one another. Now sometimes I will be snappy, but most of the time we have been cuddly and sweet with one another. Yes, so not me! He really is amazing. To put up with my crazy pregnant self, he is a stand up guy. I don't know if you have ever had this feeling where your whole body swells with this overwhelming feeling of love. It is like a shock or shiver goes through your body. The other night Weston was feeling you kick before he left on his trip. We sat in bed before going to sleep with him feeling you for about 5-10 minutes. It was storming outside. Soon enough this black, furry, 55 lb Siberian Husky jumps on the bed and crawls in between us. I sat there and petted him comforting him until I fell asleep. I love snuggling with my puppy dog. It was one of those overwhelming love moments. My two dogs, my sweet husband, and our amazing blessing from God growing in my belly. I couldn't have a better family.
9. Cravings. When I first was pregnant, I craved really strange things. Powered white doughnuts. Lucky Charms. and MEXICAN. I wasn't really into sweets at all during my first and part of second trimester. I would eat them occasionally if they were around, but wouldn't crave them. Another thing that I loved before I was pregnant and not so much while pregnant is fish. When we went to the beach, I wasn't feeling the fish. I don't know if it just wasn't as good as normal or if I just was not turned onto fish like normally. I haven't had any fish that I can think of since the beach trip in May. I still don't like red meat much. I will crave cheeseburgers sometimes. Oh pizza. I didn't like pizza before...now I love it. Yes, now that I have gestational, I crave sweets ALL THE TIME. All I can think about is milkshakes. For instance today..I have thought about bubblegum ice cream, cookie cake, cookie cake with ice cream in the middle, homemade ice cream, peach cobbler, banana pudding, bundt cakes (I cheated and had one earlier), and pecan pie. And those thoughts basically happen daily. Ice cream is what kills me. I am a lover of ice cream. Now that I can't have it, I think about it all the time. I want it all the time. My other obsession is Mexican food. I loved Mexican food before. My love has only grown. I could eat Mexican on a daily basis. Another thing I crave a whole lot is breakfast foods. Weston said the other day that the Tanners are keeping the chicken's in business. We go through 18 eggs in probably a week and a half. I could eat breakfast foods for all three meals. I already have a list of foods that I am eating once I get the all clear on gestational.
10. Pregnancy card. Now the pregnancy card has had its really fun moments. When I don't want to move something even though I know I can-pregnancy card. Once I got to go in a bathroom that was shut down to be cleaned all by myself because of the pregnancy card. People are so attentive and helpful. They are so sweet when you are pregnant. Sometimes it is kind of annoying though. I am a pretty independent person, so I am not a huge fan of people doing things that I am capable of doing. So like if I want to get in a chair to hang something, I am going to get in the chair and hang it. I am cool. You are right there to catch me if I fall. I just don't want to sit around looking like I am lazy. Belly is not going to hold me back. The doc told me to go on with my daily routine like before, so that is exactly what I am trying to do. It is nice though that people care about my well being and want to help. Believe me, I appreciate it and most the time I want the help because I am inherently a lazy person. Plus the pregnancy card has gotten me out of cleaning the bathtub for 7 months!! I HATE cleaning the bathtub. It is the only thing I don't like to clean. I knew how to pull that pregnancy card quickly. ;)
11. I think almost every pregnant person I have talked to complains about the baby moving. I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE when you move. It has been the best part of pregnancy. I really don't think I could ever get tired of it. I already know that I am going to have depression after you are born because I will not have that kicking anymore. It is how I bond with you. I just sit there and let you kick my hand. I love to pull up my shirt and see my tummy rolling around like crazy. I have no idea why people don't enjoy it. A girl I know said she used to spank her stomach and tell her child to stop moving inside her belly! I tell you to keep on moving. You have gotten to where you move pretty much most of the day. Sometimes it is really soft where you can barely feel it and then sometimes it is so big that my whole belly shifts in one direction. I just love it.
12. I am crossing my fingers that I will not have to purchase maternity clothes. So far, I am still fitting in most of my clothes. Luckily it is summer where I can wear a bunch of dresses that are stretchy anyways. I didn't want to waste money on maternity clothes for two months. Seems crazy! The only things I have bought so far are two pairs of jeans, two pairs of shorts, and two bathing suits (that were not maternity).
Ok this is way long and I think I am done with my random facts about pregnancy. I might have a second post thought....since #1 might happen :)
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
Dancing Machine
I mentioned in my last post that at the 20 week appointment, I had not felt you move yet. People said that it felt like a flutter. Well, I was not super sure what a "flutter" felt like. I would have feelings, but I was never sure if it was you or just something weird with my body. The first weekend in June was the first time I felt you. It was REMARKABLE! I sat there in awe. Of course Weston was out of town and I didn't want anyone to know but him, so I had to keep quiet. It was by far the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life. I wanted to scream with excitement. Finally, the bonding began. It all felt real. I got to actually feel you bouncing around inside of me. I didn't tell Weston when he got home. I wanted it to be a surprise. One night that next week, maybe even on his birthday, he was on the phone by me on the couch. You started moving. I took his hand and put it on my belly. He just started grinning. He just left his hand on my belly for the rest of the conversation. Then when he got off the phone, he said that was pretty cool. Sometimes he will reach over and put his hand on my belly even when you are not moving. I will say that you are not moving, but he doesn't care. It is just his bonding time with you and I let him have it. I will later tell you about all the cute things Weston did while you were growing inside me.
Once you first started moving, you just went non-stop at that point. Some people say that the moving starts to annoy them. For me, you could move all day long. I am a natural worrier. I always have doubt that everything is ok. By you moving, I know all is right with the world. Plus it just makes me love you even more (even when it seems like you could be kicking me right in the bladder). Most of the time, it never hurts. You are really active at night, not as much during the day. You have become more active in the mornings though. I would think you would be active after I drink my morning can of Diet Mt Dew (yes I am a horrible mother that drinks one can for breakfast of caffeine). The most active I have ever felt you was once I went to a bar to eat dinner with some friends where a band started playing before I left. It was kind of loud music. I really think you were just a dancing machine in there.
Another time you moved at lot was one Sunday in church before July 4th. We were singing patriotic songs. I don't know if you are just patriotic, but you were a dancing machine again. During that Sunday, I reached over and grabbed Mom's hand. It was the first time Gigi got to feel you. It was pretty amazing!! I don't mind if people feel you. As long as they don't come up and start feeling up on my belly. If you are moving, I love to share in the coolness. I am STILL waiting on you to be active at work so I can let Kiki feel you (yes, you will be calling Angeleck-Kiki). One of these days you will cooperate.
So keep moving my dancing machine. I will always be grateful for it. You bring me so much joy already.
Once you first started moving, you just went non-stop at that point. Some people say that the moving starts to annoy them. For me, you could move all day long. I am a natural worrier. I always have doubt that everything is ok. By you moving, I know all is right with the world. Plus it just makes me love you even more (even when it seems like you could be kicking me right in the bladder). Most of the time, it never hurts. You are really active at night, not as much during the day. You have become more active in the mornings though. I would think you would be active after I drink my morning can of Diet Mt Dew (yes I am a horrible mother that drinks one can for breakfast of caffeine). The most active I have ever felt you was once I went to a bar to eat dinner with some friends where a band started playing before I left. It was kind of loud music. I really think you were just a dancing machine in there.
Another time you moved at lot was one Sunday in church before July 4th. We were singing patriotic songs. I don't know if you are just patriotic, but you were a dancing machine again. During that Sunday, I reached over and grabbed Mom's hand. It was the first time Gigi got to feel you. It was pretty amazing!! I don't mind if people feel you. As long as they don't come up and start feeling up on my belly. If you are moving, I love to share in the coolness. I am STILL waiting on you to be active at work so I can let Kiki feel you (yes, you will be calling Angeleck-Kiki). One of these days you will cooperate.
So keep moving my dancing machine. I will always be grateful for it. You bring me so much joy already.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Gender Reveal
When I started going for my doctor appointments every four weeks, I would go on Tuesday. It just so happen one of those Tuesdays fell on Weston's and my second wedding anniversary. We have been wanting to try to save money for the house and baby, so what better gift to give one another. We got back from our friend's, Aaron and Meagen, wedding the day before. We both didn't even have time to go get a present/card for one another.
I might explain that I was 100% sure that you were a girl. From everything I had read, you were a girl. Everyone said that I was showing fast, which means I was having a girl---really I think it was just because I packed on the weight the first trimester. Right now I am 27 weeks. At my 24 week appointment, I had gained 10 pounds. I think probably about 7-8 of them were in the first trimester! I was nauseated most of the time if my stomach didn't have anything, so I was eating a lot. Plus I didn't get to work out every day because of tax season hours. Other signs that I thought you were a girl. Your heartbeat was super fast at all my appointments. The first appointment the heartbeat was 168. The second it was 160. I was craving Mexican food like crazy especially salsa. Anything spicy. People told me that spicy foods meant I was having a girl. I had a line running from my hip bone to belly button. A book said that meant girl. Weston apparently has more girls in the family and he is the one that determines the gender (I think he has more boys in the family in my opinion). Finally one girl said that I was carrying low, which meant boy. I think she was the only one that said boy. Weston wanted a boy, but even he thought girl.
Weston and I went to the appointment on May 21st. The sonogram lady was super sweet and funny. She pulled up the screen and immediately we saw you. She said "well I guess you can tell what the gender is". I couldn't, so I had to have her explain. She finally pointed out that there was two legs and then a third that wasn't another leg. I started to tear up. A BOY! I was literally in shock. I think the whole rest of the appointment I was in this kind of bubble that is unexplainable. I was so surprised, excited, and emotional. She went on to take your measurements. You were measuring at 1lb and 2 days ahead of schedule. Your heartbeat was either 154 or 156 (it was hard for me to concentrate). You had a 3 cm femer, which she said was good. The doctor said you were in 60th percentile of weight. Basically you were in the average. You were SUPER active. The sonogram technician kept laughing about how much you were moving around in there. Plus, you were showing off your private part. She kept saying that you were certainly proud of it and wanted us to know for sure what the gender was going to be. At one point she showed us like you were actually waving it. The very end of the sonogram, a picture was taken with your hand over your face. Almost like "is this almost over? good grief". It was the most amazing thing ever. I hope I will never forget it. Of course we have it all on a dvd, so we will be able to show you one day. The sonogram technician asked if I have felt you any. I told her no. She said I should any day because of the way you were positioned, your legs were right against my belly. Not much fat in between the two. I was excited to hear that because I realllllly wanted to feel you.
After the appointment, Weston and I went to pick out tile. Ha, what a romantic day. Then we went to eat lunch at Corner Bakery. They did my wedding cake. I ordered the gender reveal cake. We made it blue on the inside of course, with buttercream frosting square sheet cake. Then had all colors of bows and flowers to make you question boy or girl. I had to wait two whole days to tell a single person. Oh it was HARD!! Thursday we had the gender reveal party at my parents house. My grandparents from both sides, parents, brother, Leah, George, Ashley, and Angeleck all came over. Before the party started, I wanted to announce that we got a contract on the house that day. So, I said "first off, i have a big announcement to make". When I looked over, my Grandburger had both her hands on her face and her eyes were so big. I later learned that she thought that I was going to announce we were having twins!! Haha what a riot (even though I have often wondered if it might be better to have twins). After the contract on the house announcement, I got out the cake. Weston and I cut into it twice. I could hear everyone calling out. First they said boy, then they said girl. We were cutting into the top that had blue and pink on it, so they were getting confused. Then I brought out the piece of blue cake. The only thing I remember is everyone screaming. I teared up! It was such a special moment. I remember my Grandburger yelling "it's a boy!!". It was so cute! The cake was DELICIOUS! It was a whole lot of fun to share that with my family.
The next day at work I took mini hershey bar's and colored in the "he" part of it. I wrote another poem "the time has come, so sound the drum. Look at the clue. What is filled in is what is due" Everyone at work was so excited. Shannon said she would pray for me. Haha. Most people said that it is great to start off with a boy. Most people at work have girls and all they do is complain about them.
On facebook what I did was on Thursday, I put up a photo of me holding a pink and blue ice cream cone. I said "Tonight is the big night of the gender reveal to my family!!!!! So for my facebook family, I thought I would do the reveal this way. We will start off with two ice cream cones. Pink or Blue????? Which one will fall and which one will stay??? Tune in to find out tomorrow....." Then later on that night, I put a picture of a cone upside down as if one fell. I said "One stays and one falls, will our child be playing with trucks or dolls????? Looks like most people voted girl. Time will tell....." Then on Friday after everyone got to work (which was delayed and everyone was stalking FB making comments about stalking my page..hilarious!!), I posted a picture of just the blue ice cream cone with a thumbs up and said "Drum roll please....................
A great way to make your big announcement to the world :)
I might explain that I was 100% sure that you were a girl. From everything I had read, you were a girl. Everyone said that I was showing fast, which means I was having a girl---really I think it was just because I packed on the weight the first trimester. Right now I am 27 weeks. At my 24 week appointment, I had gained 10 pounds. I think probably about 7-8 of them were in the first trimester! I was nauseated most of the time if my stomach didn't have anything, so I was eating a lot. Plus I didn't get to work out every day because of tax season hours. Other signs that I thought you were a girl. Your heartbeat was super fast at all my appointments. The first appointment the heartbeat was 168. The second it was 160. I was craving Mexican food like crazy especially salsa. Anything spicy. People told me that spicy foods meant I was having a girl. I had a line running from my hip bone to belly button. A book said that meant girl. Weston apparently has more girls in the family and he is the one that determines the gender (I think he has more boys in the family in my opinion). Finally one girl said that I was carrying low, which meant boy. I think she was the only one that said boy. Weston wanted a boy, but even he thought girl.
Weston and I went to the appointment on May 21st. The sonogram lady was super sweet and funny. She pulled up the screen and immediately we saw you. She said "well I guess you can tell what the gender is". I couldn't, so I had to have her explain. She finally pointed out that there was two legs and then a third that wasn't another leg. I started to tear up. A BOY! I was literally in shock. I think the whole rest of the appointment I was in this kind of bubble that is unexplainable. I was so surprised, excited, and emotional. She went on to take your measurements. You were measuring at 1lb and 2 days ahead of schedule. Your heartbeat was either 154 or 156 (it was hard for me to concentrate). You had a 3 cm femer, which she said was good. The doctor said you were in 60th percentile of weight. Basically you were in the average. You were SUPER active. The sonogram technician kept laughing about how much you were moving around in there. Plus, you were showing off your private part. She kept saying that you were certainly proud of it and wanted us to know for sure what the gender was going to be. At one point she showed us like you were actually waving it. The very end of the sonogram, a picture was taken with your hand over your face. Almost like "is this almost over? good grief". It was the most amazing thing ever. I hope I will never forget it. Of course we have it all on a dvd, so we will be able to show you one day. The sonogram technician asked if I have felt you any. I told her no. She said I should any day because of the way you were positioned, your legs were right against my belly. Not much fat in between the two. I was excited to hear that because I realllllly wanted to feel you.
After the appointment, Weston and I went to pick out tile. Ha, what a romantic day. Then we went to eat lunch at Corner Bakery. They did my wedding cake. I ordered the gender reveal cake. We made it blue on the inside of course, with buttercream frosting square sheet cake. Then had all colors of bows and flowers to make you question boy or girl. I had to wait two whole days to tell a single person. Oh it was HARD!! Thursday we had the gender reveal party at my parents house. My grandparents from both sides, parents, brother, Leah, George, Ashley, and Angeleck all came over. Before the party started, I wanted to announce that we got a contract on the house that day. So, I said "first off, i have a big announcement to make". When I looked over, my Grandburger had both her hands on her face and her eyes were so big. I later learned that she thought that I was going to announce we were having twins!! Haha what a riot (even though I have often wondered if it might be better to have twins). After the contract on the house announcement, I got out the cake. Weston and I cut into it twice. I could hear everyone calling out. First they said boy, then they said girl. We were cutting into the top that had blue and pink on it, so they were getting confused. Then I brought out the piece of blue cake. The only thing I remember is everyone screaming. I teared up! It was such a special moment. I remember my Grandburger yelling "it's a boy!!". It was so cute! The cake was DELICIOUS! It was a whole lot of fun to share that with my family.
The next day at work I took mini hershey bar's and colored in the "he" part of it. I wrote another poem "the time has come, so sound the drum. Look at the clue. What is filled in is what is due" Everyone at work was so excited. Shannon said she would pray for me. Haha. Most people said that it is great to start off with a boy. Most people at work have girls and all they do is complain about them.
On facebook what I did was on Thursday, I put up a photo of me holding a pink and blue ice cream cone. I said "Tonight is the big night of the gender reveal to my family!!!!! So for my facebook family, I thought I would do the reveal this way. We will start off with two ice cream cones. Pink or Blue????? Which one will fall and which one will stay??? Tune in to find out tomorrow....." Then later on that night, I put a picture of a cone upside down as if one fell. I said "One stays and one falls, will our child be playing with trucks or dolls????? Looks like most people voted girl. Time will tell....." Then on Friday after everyone got to work (which was delayed and everyone was stalking FB making comments about stalking my page..hilarious!!), I posted a picture of just the blue ice cream cone with a thumbs up and said "Drum roll please....................
A great way to make your big announcement to the world :)
Friday, July 5, 2013
How I told everyone..
When I got pregnant, I didn't want to tell anyone until I was in the second trimester. Always the safest thing to do, I hear.
As I told you previously, I already had told my parents. Weston knew, of course. The only other people I told in the first trimester was Angeleck and Erin. Angeleck knew because I would have to go to doctor's appointments. I see her/talk to her every single day multiple times. She knew we were trying too. She is my best friend. I just couldn't bear to not tell her. It would've driven me crazy! She did such a good job covering for me. She would flat out lie to people. Thankfully we were selling the house, so she would just tell people that I had to go home to show the house. I love that lady! She also came up with your nickname-LBT. Little Baby Tanner. It was how we could talk at code at work where no one would overhear. Erin I told because she had held my hand through all of this. She really had helped me. I don't know what I would've done without her. She is my other best friend that I could confide in about all of this. I knew she wouldn't tell a soul. Plus I was dealing with a lot of new things in my body. She helped me in the fact that I could ask her a million questions in a day and she would answer them. She never once seemed annoyed with me. Ha!
We also told Matt and Leah. I am not sure on when we told them, but it was a couple of weeks after we told my parents. I had a shirt made that said "I'm going to be a big cousin". I wrapped it up and gave it as a Valentines Day present to George. Matt and Leah were super excited. George looked so cute in his shirt. He is going to be a great cousin. I am happy he is close to age. They will be able to grow up and be boy best friends.
March 26th I had my 12 week appointment. Weston went with me and we got to hear the heartbeat for the first time. It was his first appointment. When we left the appointment, I asked him if he enjoyed that. He just got this super huge grin and said yes.
The next day, March 27th, I picked up petifors from a local bakery that had booties on them. I wrote a poem that said "I peed on a stick, and what do you know! In four or five months, I'll be ready to blow. A girl or boy, we don't know. All we know is Meg is preggo. Baby and mama are just fine and well. The secret isn't quite out, so please don't tell." I laid them both on everyone's desk at work. They were all so excited! John, my boss, said he knew I was pregnant. He could tell by a look on my face. Angeleck was the one that helped me with that idea from looking at pinterest.
Friday, March 29th, I went to dinner with Ashley. I wanted to tell her the news, but it took me forever. People were all around us the whole time. I finally found my moment and showed her the 8 week ultrasound picture.
March 31st was Easter Sunday. After church the family went over to Mom's for Easter lunch. We sat down to eat and dad said the prayer. At the end of the prayer he said something about blessing us for our newest addition to the family. After it was over, Granddaddy Pat was like "what?!?" Of course my grandmother didn't have her good ear turned, so she was lost. We told them and they were so happy. Mom and I teared up again. After lunch, we rode over to my Dad's parents house and told them. They were shocked and happy. Nina must've started calling to tell the rest of the family. We kept getting texts the rest of the day congratulating us from my aunts. Everyone on that side is excited that baby Tanner is due on Oct 7th. We have a lot of Oct birthday's on that side, including my Dad's on the 12th.
On April 1st is when I told the facebook world...basically everyone else. I know horrible idea to tell on April Fools' Day, but it just fell on that day. Of course some people didn't believe me. I guess a lot of people fake pregnancies on April Fool's Day. I ended up taking a picture of my belly with a poster that said "tax deduction coming October 2013" with an arrow pointing to my belly. It got a lot of awesome responses to it.
So that is basically how everyone found out!
As I told you previously, I already had told my parents. Weston knew, of course. The only other people I told in the first trimester was Angeleck and Erin. Angeleck knew because I would have to go to doctor's appointments. I see her/talk to her every single day multiple times. She knew we were trying too. She is my best friend. I just couldn't bear to not tell her. It would've driven me crazy! She did such a good job covering for me. She would flat out lie to people. Thankfully we were selling the house, so she would just tell people that I had to go home to show the house. I love that lady! She also came up with your nickname-LBT. Little Baby Tanner. It was how we could talk at code at work where no one would overhear. Erin I told because she had held my hand through all of this. She really had helped me. I don't know what I would've done without her. She is my other best friend that I could confide in about all of this. I knew she wouldn't tell a soul. Plus I was dealing with a lot of new things in my body. She helped me in the fact that I could ask her a million questions in a day and she would answer them. She never once seemed annoyed with me. Ha!
We also told Matt and Leah. I am not sure on when we told them, but it was a couple of weeks after we told my parents. I had a shirt made that said "I'm going to be a big cousin". I wrapped it up and gave it as a Valentines Day present to George. Matt and Leah were super excited. George looked so cute in his shirt. He is going to be a great cousin. I am happy he is close to age. They will be able to grow up and be boy best friends.
March 26th I had my 12 week appointment. Weston went with me and we got to hear the heartbeat for the first time. It was his first appointment. When we left the appointment, I asked him if he enjoyed that. He just got this super huge grin and said yes.
The next day, March 27th, I picked up petifors from a local bakery that had booties on them. I wrote a poem that said "I peed on a stick, and what do you know! In four or five months, I'll be ready to blow. A girl or boy, we don't know. All we know is Meg is preggo. Baby and mama are just fine and well. The secret isn't quite out, so please don't tell." I laid them both on everyone's desk at work. They were all so excited! John, my boss, said he knew I was pregnant. He could tell by a look on my face. Angeleck was the one that helped me with that idea from looking at pinterest.
Friday, March 29th, I went to dinner with Ashley. I wanted to tell her the news, but it took me forever. People were all around us the whole time. I finally found my moment and showed her the 8 week ultrasound picture.
March 31st was Easter Sunday. After church the family went over to Mom's for Easter lunch. We sat down to eat and dad said the prayer. At the end of the prayer he said something about blessing us for our newest addition to the family. After it was over, Granddaddy Pat was like "what?!?" Of course my grandmother didn't have her good ear turned, so she was lost. We told them and they were so happy. Mom and I teared up again. After lunch, we rode over to my Dad's parents house and told them. They were shocked and happy. Nina must've started calling to tell the rest of the family. We kept getting texts the rest of the day congratulating us from my aunts. Everyone on that side is excited that baby Tanner is due on Oct 7th. We have a lot of Oct birthday's on that side, including my Dad's on the 12th.
On April 1st is when I told the facebook world...basically everyone else. I know horrible idea to tell on April Fools' Day, but it just fell on that day. Of course some people didn't believe me. I guess a lot of people fake pregnancies on April Fool's Day. I ended up taking a picture of my belly with a poster that said "tax deduction coming October 2013" with an arrow pointing to my belly. It got a lot of awesome responses to it.
So that is basically how everyone found out!
IS THIS FORREAL?!?!?!?!
As I mentioned in my last post, Weston and I started talking about expanding the family in the middle of 2012. In October, I had my yearly check-up with Dr. Gilliam. Weston and I talked about it before the appointment deciding to move forward. So, when I went to visit with her, I told her that we were going to start trying. She gave me all the speeches, gave me prenatal vitamin samples, and even made me take the flu shot. I had already stopped birth control at that point. We were ready to move forward. Well, it wasn't as easy as I thought. Everyone I had talked to at that point made it seem like it would be so simple. One thing you will learn about me is that I am a type A person. I love to have control over everything and be on a schedule. I am almost OCD about certain things. I wanted to be pregnant in a certain time of the year where I would not have to miss out on a lot of things at work. We def could not deliver during tax season! I was running out of time. I didn't really want baby Tanner to be born during the holidays. I have always heard the holiday takes away from the birthday.
One day I was emailing with my best friend Erin. It is funny, we are so open with one another. We also never talk on the phone. We either text or email each other at least every other day. It is a super close relationship we have. When I emailed her, I was telling her about us trying. She said that I should try out this website...fertilityfriend.com. Basically it is a site that you take your temps every day and post them on it. It will tell you all kinds of things. Plus it has other charts that you can compare your chart to and see if that person ended up being pregnant. It has chat rooms with questions from other people who are either trying or pregnant. It is very helpful! I loved it. I ended up getting a 3 mo membership in Dec after two months trying unsuccessfully. I probably bugged Erin to death over this chart. I was talking to her daily asking her a million questions.
So I started temping every day. I followed what the chart told me. Well, the chart gives you a line when it basically tells you that you are ovulating. During the middle of the month, it decided to change the line on me! I was super bummed. I thought that I had it all figured out until it decided to do that on me. I was sure that we were not going to be pregnant. I still made sure I was taking my prenatals, not drinking, only taking Tylenol. Haha-so hard to do all this when you are still going out with friends. The questions all started. Are you pregnant? No. I was certain I wasn't since the line changed on me. Well then I was late. I figured it was all the stress of being pregnant that was making me late. I was still temping every morning. On Saturday, Feb 2nd, my temp went down. When you are charting your temps, that is not a good sign. I was sooo upset. That was on a Saturday. I went on with my day. Thank goodness I was busy that day to keep me occupied between tax season, Junior League Mardi Gras decorating, and helping a friend Meagan choose her wedding dress. On Sunday though, my temp shot up!! I woke up that morning to temp and get ready for church and believe it or not, it was up. So, I quickly took a pregnancy test (oh I already had these because I had taken one on the 29th of Jan when I was late). It was positive!!! I started crying. I went and woke Weston up. I said "guess what?" Then I showed him the test and said "we are having a baby". He just held me while I cried. It was a sweet moment. Then I had to go to church!! I had to see my parents!! I almost couldn't control myself not telling them. I was so excited! I remember crying a lot at church that day. I hide it well. I was just overwhelmed with happiness.
I ended up taking another pregnancy test the next day just to make sure it was real. I kept temping just to make sure my temps stayed up. Then on the next Sunday, I took ANOTHER pregnancy test to once again make sure I was not hallucinating. I just didn't believe it.
I waited until Valentines Day to tell my parents. Yes, that I was a long couple of weeks not telling them. I ended up telling them in a Valentines Day card. I can still see the shock on my mom's face when she read the part where we would need to add another place to the table at Thanksgiving. She said "What?!!? You're pregnant??" I think she teared up.
I had a scare early on in my pregnancy. During that time, I was doing Sean Miller's Body Boot Camp. On Friday the 15th of Feb, he had me jumping up and down off this tall box. I felt something pop. Then for the rest of that day, I was cramping bad and started bleeding some. The bleeding stopped on Saturday, but the cramping was all weekend. I called my doc on Monday. They told me to immediately come into the office. I went all by myself because it was such a last minute thing. I was so nervous, I thought I might throw up. I was 6 weeks along is what I found out at the appointment. They did an ultrasound. I got to see baby Tanner!! I started crying again. Of course he was a white line at that point. They said everything looked good. His heartbeat was 156. I was relieved!! The doc said that I might not want to do the Body Boot Camp, so I never went back. Didn't have to tell me twice!
So that is the story of how you came into being here in my belly. Now I am 7 months along. Not much longer until I get to me you. I can't wait!
One day I was emailing with my best friend Erin. It is funny, we are so open with one another. We also never talk on the phone. We either text or email each other at least every other day. It is a super close relationship we have. When I emailed her, I was telling her about us trying. She said that I should try out this website...fertilityfriend.com. Basically it is a site that you take your temps every day and post them on it. It will tell you all kinds of things. Plus it has other charts that you can compare your chart to and see if that person ended up being pregnant. It has chat rooms with questions from other people who are either trying or pregnant. It is very helpful! I loved it. I ended up getting a 3 mo membership in Dec after two months trying unsuccessfully. I probably bugged Erin to death over this chart. I was talking to her daily asking her a million questions.
So I started temping every day. I followed what the chart told me. Well, the chart gives you a line when it basically tells you that you are ovulating. During the middle of the month, it decided to change the line on me! I was super bummed. I thought that I had it all figured out until it decided to do that on me. I was sure that we were not going to be pregnant. I still made sure I was taking my prenatals, not drinking, only taking Tylenol. Haha-so hard to do all this when you are still going out with friends. The questions all started. Are you pregnant? No. I was certain I wasn't since the line changed on me. Well then I was late. I figured it was all the stress of being pregnant that was making me late. I was still temping every morning. On Saturday, Feb 2nd, my temp went down. When you are charting your temps, that is not a good sign. I was sooo upset. That was on a Saturday. I went on with my day. Thank goodness I was busy that day to keep me occupied between tax season, Junior League Mardi Gras decorating, and helping a friend Meagan choose her wedding dress. On Sunday though, my temp shot up!! I woke up that morning to temp and get ready for church and believe it or not, it was up. So, I quickly took a pregnancy test (oh I already had these because I had taken one on the 29th of Jan when I was late). It was positive!!! I started crying. I went and woke Weston up. I said "guess what?" Then I showed him the test and said "we are having a baby". He just held me while I cried. It was a sweet moment. Then I had to go to church!! I had to see my parents!! I almost couldn't control myself not telling them. I was so excited! I remember crying a lot at church that day. I hide it well. I was just overwhelmed with happiness.
I ended up taking another pregnancy test the next day just to make sure it was real. I kept temping just to make sure my temps stayed up. Then on the next Sunday, I took ANOTHER pregnancy test to once again make sure I was not hallucinating. I just didn't believe it.
I waited until Valentines Day to tell my parents. Yes, that I was a long couple of weeks not telling them. I ended up telling them in a Valentines Day card. I can still see the shock on my mom's face when she read the part where we would need to add another place to the table at Thanksgiving. She said "What?!!? You're pregnant??" I think she teared up.
I had a scare early on in my pregnancy. During that time, I was doing Sean Miller's Body Boot Camp. On Friday the 15th of Feb, he had me jumping up and down off this tall box. I felt something pop. Then for the rest of that day, I was cramping bad and started bleeding some. The bleeding stopped on Saturday, but the cramping was all weekend. I called my doc on Monday. They told me to immediately come into the office. I went all by myself because it was such a last minute thing. I was so nervous, I thought I might throw up. I was 6 weeks along is what I found out at the appointment. They did an ultrasound. I got to see baby Tanner!! I started crying again. Of course he was a white line at that point. They said everything looked good. His heartbeat was 156. I was relieved!! The doc said that I might not want to do the Body Boot Camp, so I never went back. Didn't have to tell me twice!
So that is the story of how you came into being here in my belly. Now I am 7 months along. Not much longer until I get to me you. I can't wait!
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