Energy is back!

Sorry for the delay on updates folks. We have been pretty busy!

I can say that I am no longer dealing with the extreme exhaustion. I was so proud of myself yesterday for leaving work, going to bootcamp, coming home to dust, sweep, and mop the floors and then still made a delish greek pizza for supper! That certainly wasn't a thought that would have ever crossed my mind a few weeks ago.  All I could manage was to stay awake on my drive home from work only to crawl right into bed at 5:30 to sleep till my alarm went off the next morning. It's nice to wake up in the morning and not be dog tired any more!! :)

Now that the tiredness is gone - and I am a bit further along...I am dealing with the expanding belly and strange emotions.. Let me tell you- it is weird. That's really all I can say about it. All my life I have been petite. I am fully aware of that.... I mean- all girls have their "fat" days and sometimes we are just bit picky or particular about the way we look, but to now wake up with all the energy that I have and kinda feel like a giant hippopotamus that just wants to hide in the shade and have soothing mud rubbed into her itchy, dry skin is odd. Mike has had to put up with only one breakdown so far. It really is tough for a guy to understand all the changes that a woman feels their body going through... and while I still don't really feel like a mom yet- I do expect all the changes and welcome them-- I just am still so shocked each time my body does something a little different than the norm of the last 29 years. While Mike has said he would be happy to gain 30 lbs over the next few months- I am freaking out about it. FREAKING OUT!!!!!! I think it started when someone at one of Mike's bootcamps mentioned a couple of weeks ago " I think you are starting to show a bit". I couldn't believe it! I was so offended. There is no way in the world I was showing....then about half an hour later a good friend said the same thing. It started to dawn on me that maybe it was true. I just really wasn't ready to accept it yet. "They just are seeing what they want to see" I kept telling myself. Well, the next day on our continual house hunt in north county, I was shocked to walk past a mirror at the specific angle that low and behold....I saw it! I saw a little bit of a bump. Oh. My. Goodness..... It's happening.  And then just this morning when I faced the fact that I couldn't have buttoned my work pants if I wanted to -compared to last week when it was strictly a little more comfortable to leave them hidden and undone under my blouse- whoa. Again... FREAKING OUT about the weight gain.  Enough of that.. We can post pics later when I feel more comfy in my skin.

So we heard the heartbeat last Thursday!!! That was pretty cool. I had another weird moment when I thought I would cry when I heard those beautiful thuds. Eyes started to water a bit, then I kinda laughed and they dried right up. Then I kept thinking to myself, "you're supposed to cry- just a happy cry, come on dork... just let a tear out..." So then they watered again- and as I was looking at Mike and noticed he just had a huge grin on his face,  I forgot about the need or obligation to shed a few tears. Then it was over and the dr. had turned off the little machine that helped us hear it. We were a little disappointed that we didn't get any pics taken that day- but at the time we were still on the high of having heard the heart beat that I don't think we really thought much of it. We head back to the dr. on September 22nd to get some snapshots and to find out if Baby D is going to be an strong, athletic boy like his daddy or a enthusiastic, sometimes crazy girl like her momma. Either way we have a growing list of names that we can't wait to try on for size. :)

And still FREAKING OUT about the weight gain thing....

Still so tired!

I really can't wait for the first trimester to be behind me. I am just so tired. All the time! As soon as my alarm goes off in the morning, I begin my countdown to when I can lay back down and close my eyes. Even if it's only for 10 more minutes. I have been really trying to keep up with my workouts, but it is nearlly impossible since just walking from my car to the front door drains every last bit of life out of me for the day. It makes me nervous that this feeling will never go away. I have so many friends tell me that this will pass. It's just part of the early months. I keep telling myself that they are all right... but I just don't see any end anywhere near. I did manage to make it to Mike's bootcamp class at Mission Bay this past Saturday. It was a good workout- but I feel like it really kicked my butt more than normal. I guess since I don't physically look any different- I mean I haven't gained weight and you certainly can't tell by looking at me that I have nearly 12 and 1/2 weeks behind me--I just don't understand why I can barely do pushups any more. I think I made it through one round of 10 and dropped to my knees at 7. UGH! I know I am stronger than that. And while I know running has never been one of my favorite things to do- I used to atleast be able to make it to the far tree and back and not be so completley out of breath that I have to sit down for a couple of minutes. I just have to keep telling myself it will pass. IT WILL PASS.... But for now....it's off to dreamland. Again. :)