Starting show and tell

I went ahead and told my closest classmate about the baby. She was thrilled! I have sworn her to secrecy and asked her not to say anything at school. Unfortunately, we do not have any classes together and rarely see each other in the hallways, but at least there are fewer slip-ups that could happen.

On Wednesday, I am meeting with my career advisor to talk to her about my schedule. I wonder how she will react to the news. I am still undecided about whether I should tell the professor for whom I work as a research assistant. I suppose I should let her know before I leave. I do not have a lot of close relationships with my professors. It's a small school, and I do not really know how pregnant students are regarded. 

We have a plan for telling everyone. After we move, a relative of ours is having a baby shower. A bunch of our family members are coming in from out of town, and two of them are staying with us. We are going to start telling people then, although not at the shower itself. After that, we are going to start calling our friends. I've been sewing our "costumes" that we will wear for our Facebook announcement, which will probably go up once my summer classes are over in early August. 

I went to my first midwife appointment yesterday. Amazingly, she is also pregnant and due within two days of my due date! Apparently this kiddo is hiding pretty well in my body, as we could only hear its heartbeat for short periods of time. My pants are starting not to fit so well, so I bought another beband from Target. I wish there was a similar option for shirts, as my breasts are starting to strain against my favorite Ts.

This week has been full of packing for the move on Thursday. My husband will return home from his work trip tomorrow, and I hope he is ready for 24-7 packing. 

Why, hello there

I'm at 11 weeks today. Here is my little chicken nugget with legs (so sayeth Pregnant Chicken*). It had a heartbeat of 172 and was wiggling around! My husband loved the movements, and he keeps doing an impression of the kiddo by waving his arms and legs while laying on his back. I'm pretty sure that they are related. *wink* The tech said the kiddo is measuring on time and does not appear to have the neck thickening that is sometimes present with children who have Downs Syndrome.

It is getting really hard for my husband not to tell people that we are pregnant. This is what happens when you tell people that you want to start a family! I am pretty sure that one of my classmates from my 1L section knows what's up. She asked me "what was new" a few times in the course of two days and she keeps looking at my lower stomach (which is huge thanks to bloating). No one at school knows, but I have decided to tell my closest school friend in a week and a half when we go out for "drinks." I will be more than 12 weeks at that point, and even though we aren't telling most people until week 13, I really need another person in my life to know what is going on. She will be thrilled!

As for telling everyone else, we are moving at the end of the month just days after I hit the second trimester. We'll start calling people after we move, and then post something on Facebook after that. It will be weird telling everyone what is going on. At least they won't think that I'm bloating for no apparent reason.

*If you're pregnant, you should sign up for Pregnant Chicken's weekly emails. They really brighten up those early weeks of pregnancy when everything sucks. 

Gross jobs and food aversions

Over the weekend, we told both sets of parents about our little olive! They have been great about not spreading the news, so we're hopeful that they can keep it together until early August.

But the real reason that I am here today is the school refrigerators. The school used to have the janitors clean them out, but they stopped over a year ago. Now the school has split us into small groups by class and given us various fridges to clean. Each person will clean one fridge. They're starting over the summer to see how it will go. My problem is my super-powered sniffer, which has prevented me from even using these fridges anymore. I absolutely cannot get near them without wanting to vomit. I am not sure what to do, but I have to get out of it.

Speaking of food, my food aversions are subsiding a bit. Or I'm just overpowering them because I can't always eat carbs, whichever. I still do not want sausage in tube form (gross) and Diet Coke is losing its flavor (for the best, I drink too much). Thankfully, I have been able to eat more fresh fruit and salads, but I am not up to my normal desire for produce. My doctor said that I do not have to worry too much until my second trimester, but I am hopeful that I can switch back to a more normal eating schedule soon.