Three Days from Vegas

We leave for Vegas Thursday after work and I cannot wait. My excitement, however, is somewhat tempered by my current condition, even though I know we'll still have a blast. My hormones did have a little surge last night...

We took a quick trip over to Fort Worth - Shannon had picked up a t-shirt for me at the TCU bookstore on Saturday, but it was too small, so we ran over there to exchange it for something else I could wear at this weekend's game. I also wanted to pick up a Horned Frog onesie to go with the OSU one I bought in Stillwater, but $20 was a little steep. It's really cute, though - 'Thank Goodness for Little Frogs'. Christmas is coming... :)

Anyway, on the way back, G and I were talking about the plan of attack for Vegas. He mentioned that he thought the first thing he'd probably want to do when we get there on Thursday is hit Fremont. Well, we don't get in until 9 p.m. Vegas time, which is 11 p.m. our time. I have a feeling I'll be pretty much done the second we hit the hotel. I absolutely don't want to keep him from going and doing, but it bums me out that I won't be physically able to participate in all the fun. Queue tears. He promised even if they do Fremont that night, he'll take me back on another night so I can experience it (hah!) also.

Overall, I know it's going to be a great time, but I'm also looking forward to going back sometime after the baby's born to get the full Vegas experience. In the meantime, Go Frogs! Beat the Rebels!

191 days to go. Second trimester officially begins tomorrow. Woo hoo!!

Shout out to my hubby

Also just have to give a big virtual hug to G for his help this last week. I've been a big slug around the house and he did the grocery shopping all by himself (surprising me with baby goldfish crackers and snickers minis) and unloaded the dishwasher unprompted last night. *kiss* thanks, babe!

Rough Start, but Looking Up

My new bedtime this week has been 9 p.m., but I'm still waking up every four hours to use the bathroom, so even with going to bed at 9, I'm still exhausted every morning. I had the hardest time getting up today. I knew I didn't have any meetings, so I just reset the alarm and laid there for another half hour. I never got back to sleep, but just being able to stay in bed that much longer helped a little. I woke up pretty congested, and after I got up was coughing so hard I triggered by gag reflex... I wasn't able to eat much last night, though, so all I chucked up was phlegm and bile. (sorry, probably tmi) Anyway, I ended up only about 45 mins late to work, and my boss is really understanding, so at least I've got that going for me. And, it's Friday. Hooray! Here's keeping my fingers crossed that I'll get that mythical 'energy surge' in the second trimester...

195 days to go.

It's a Baby!

Yep, it's a baby! The sonogram yesterday confirmed at least that much... 12 weeks down, 198 days to go (assuming an accurate due date of May 7, 2009). They also did the Nuchal Translucency screening, which helps determine the likelihood of the baby having Down's Syndrome. They couldn't give a yay or nay - the measurements are sent off and run through a formula, combined with my personal info and blood work, to determine a percentage chance. The tech said it looked pretty good, though, b/c the baby had a nasal bone, and apparently down's babies don't.




G and I have decided (well, maybe I decided and G agreed not to disagree) that we don't want to find out the gender. There are so few true surprises in life, I think it's much more exciting to wait and find out when the baby is born. Hence, the Baby T(BA).

Still struggling a little bit with the nauseau and the fatigue, but I'm hoping that in the next couple of weeks that will ease up as I move into the second trimester. *fingers crossed*