It’s Official – I’m Pregnant!

Most of you who read this blog have known it for a while, but since Sandy & I have friends from work who occasionally surf this way, I’ve waited to post about it until we shared the news locally.

Baby Johnson, fondly referred to as Nubby right now, is due November 25th. Yes, Nubby. One of the very first things we did after the four at home tests read positive was to go buy the What To Expect book. Apparently around week 5, the baby grows arm & leg buds – so s/he had nubby little arms & legs at one point. The name just kind of stuck. Poor kid will have fun trying to explain that nickname in high school.

To answer some of the most common questions:

1) Yes, we’re excited. Of course! Sandy’s boss came by to congratulate me yesterday and said he’d never seen Sandy smile so much.

2) Yes, I’ve been sick. Nausea, but not a whole lot of vomiting. Thank goodness! The fatigue has been the worst part. There have been days I’ve fallen asleep in the car on the way home from work, moved to the couch and fell asleep again.

3) The only craving I’ve had so far was for Oreos and milk over the weekend. Sandy & I hopped in the car, drove to the gas station, and bought both. I ate a few & then I was happy.

Well, I was so happy I cried. That’s twice now I’ve cried over Sandy bringing me milk. I’d like to think those are the only times I’ve been crazy hormonal, but I suspect Sandy would tell you differently if you asked when I wasn’t around.

There have been a lot more food aversions. I will not, under any circumstances, eat Mexican food right now. Sandy is suffering and would be eternally grateful to anyone who wants to meet him for lunch.

4) Yes, we plan to find out the gender as soon as we’re able. I’m sure the kid doesn’t want to go through it’s entire life as Nubby, so we need to pick a real name & start using that to break me of the Nubby habit. Also, the inability to use gender specific pronouns is driving me a little batty.

I go from being incredibly excited to freaking out a little bit. I mean, yes, I have a real job & I’m married & I have a mortgage – all the things that make you an adult – but I’m about to be a parent. That can be a bit mind blowing when you stop to think about it.