My Excuse for Not Blogging Sooner
I am sure you have all been wondering what happened to my blogging.
"Did that backhoe run over Susan?"
"Did the jughandles and stripmalls of New Jersey finally get to her?"
Oh no.
Instead of producing blog posts, I've been a little preoccupied producing something else.
You see, I'm 14.5 weeks pregnant. Yup, that's right, Susan and Nick are procreating.
So, if you get your caluculators, calendars, and charts out - you'll see that once we produced a new sidewalk in front of our house -- we produced a little something for the inside of the house.
For those of you who have gone through this first trimester pregnancy thing, you'll understand just how abosolutely, bone numbing tired you are. I was sleeping from 8:30 at night to 7:30 in the morning. I was sneaking out to my car during my lunch break and catching a quick nap.
And once (please don't read this if you are my boss) even fell asleep for a moment on a conference call.
But now, in the glow of the second trimester, I am wide awake enough to realize that none of my pants fit me anymore, that I have gone up (at least) one bra size, and that I haven't posted a blog entry in, oh, about a trimester.
The good news is that after 14.5 weeks, the signs are all pointing to a baby without Downs Syndrome or trisomy 21. Apparently, after the medical professionals "ran the numbers" I have the same risk as a 20 year old has for the above problems.
We've seen 2 arms, 2 legs, and even the start of little fingers. We've heard a strong heartbeat, and we've begun to tell the world. Actually, we told our family and close friends, and our family is taking care of telling the world. Even maybe the universe. Because, not only is this the first grandchild for my mother, by the way my parents are reacting, you would think it's the first baby ever born in this universe!
The bad news is that I am starting to REALLY learn about how this baby is going to get born. YIKES. Pretty scary stuff!
So, aside from being extremely superstitious (I'll go into that another time) we are very happy.
Please keep your fingers crossed that a healthy, happy, Baby Pollara arrives safely, soundly, quickly, and painlessly on or near May 23rd.
Happy Thanksgiving
"Did that backhoe run over Susan?"
"Did the jughandles and stripmalls of New Jersey finally get to her?"
Oh no.
Instead of producing blog posts, I've been a little preoccupied producing something else.
You see, I'm 14.5 weeks pregnant. Yup, that's right, Susan and Nick are procreating.
So, if you get your caluculators, calendars, and charts out - you'll see that once we produced a new sidewalk in front of our house -- we produced a little something for the inside of the house.
For those of you who have gone through this first trimester pregnancy thing, you'll understand just how abosolutely, bone numbing tired you are. I was sleeping from 8:30 at night to 7:30 in the morning. I was sneaking out to my car during my lunch break and catching a quick nap.
And once (please don't read this if you are my boss) even fell asleep for a moment on a conference call.
But now, in the glow of the second trimester, I am wide awake enough to realize that none of my pants fit me anymore, that I have gone up (at least) one bra size, and that I haven't posted a blog entry in, oh, about a trimester.
The good news is that after 14.5 weeks, the signs are all pointing to a baby without Downs Syndrome or trisomy 21. Apparently, after the medical professionals "ran the numbers" I have the same risk as a 20 year old has for the above problems.
We've seen 2 arms, 2 legs, and even the start of little fingers. We've heard a strong heartbeat, and we've begun to tell the world. Actually, we told our family and close friends, and our family is taking care of telling the world. Even maybe the universe. Because, not only is this the first grandchild for my mother, by the way my parents are reacting, you would think it's the first baby ever born in this universe!
The bad news is that I am starting to REALLY learn about how this baby is going to get born. YIKES. Pretty scary stuff!
So, aside from being extremely superstitious (I'll go into that another time) we are very happy.
Please keep your fingers crossed that a healthy, happy, Baby Pollara arrives safely, soundly, quickly, and painlessly on or near May 23rd.
Happy Thanksgiving
posted by Susan P. at 12:57 PM
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