Friday, February 22, 2008

18 weeks and still barfing strong...

SO...for those of you who dont know, I am pregnant. Man, how that word has evolved in my head over my lifetime. I remember when I was 16, the word pregnant meant "Oh shit, I am late on my period, I better get to Planned Parenthood immediately." And when I was 19, that word meant "Man, I hope I get married someday and get PREGNANT. And when I was 23 that word meant "I better not get pregnant, my baby will have fetal alcohol syndrome." And when I was 27 that word meant "Oh how cute, a little baby with tiny clothes and little tiny feet and hands." And now that I am 32, the word PREGNANT means "barf, barf, barf...er, wait, OMG, honey, we are actually having a baby!!!"

I puked so hard yesterday that I popped blood vessels in my face. Yes, little tiny blood vessels all over my face. People at my work thought I had the measles, like Jan Brady or some shit. Who gets the measles other than one of the Brady Bunch to show that the moral of having measles is that that being sick can actually be a good thing because your parents pay attention to you and your dog, Tiger, spends the day with you in bed. But later in the episode, only to find out that you are allergic to your dad. And then later to find out that you are actually only allergic to Tiger, thank goodness.

This blogging thing is weird. I am not even making sense. No clue why I flashed on the Brady Bunch, but I do remember that episode. I remember being really stressed that Jan was actually allergic to her dad. Weird. I bet back then, I barely even knew what the word 'pregnancy" meant.

So...we are 18 weeks along and all is good other than my "morning" sickness. I am one of the lucky ones who still gets sick in the 2nd trimester. Thank goodness for Zofran.

Exciting news: we find out the sex of the baby on Monday. I never knew how important it is to know the sex of a child. I dont know how our parents used to be surprised. The suspense has been killing us :)

Enough for my first ever blog post. Stay tuned for more barf stories :)

Jo