8 Weeks

The first belly shot...actually found out we were pregnant around 4.5 weeks or so but it took some time for the excitement to set in and get to the first couple doc appts to make sure things were ok, so week 8 is where we'll begin...

To the naked eye does not look like much, trust me very aware of that...but believe me, the tight pants, pulling shirts and baggy sweaters i've been wearing lately tell me otherwise. I know my body better than anybody and i know its changing...it will be nice once others start to notice too and it's not just me thinking i'm going crazy!

Visit to the Nagle's

This weekend we took a drive out to Johnstown to visit the Nagles and help Kel with her Tastefully Simple Open House. We of course had a great time and got to take the first pictures of the new little 'cousins'. Yes, we'll be showing this at their weddings in 30 years. We also got to find out some exciting news (well depending on who you ask) that the Nagles are actually expecting TWINS! Kel's still adjusting to and dealing with the shock, but we're all very excited for her and i'm sure once it sets in over time she'll be excited too! Going from one to TWO is a VERY big adjustment and so far she's handling it like a trooper...
Here's the first pictures of the kiddos...more to follow in about 7 months or so...

The Baby Nagles are on the left as you can see in the little left top corner it says "Baby's" - and Baby Seitz is on the right. Why my uterus looks like a drumstick i have no idea.

Our first picture...

Well....today was the day!! We got to hear our little blueberry's heartbeat...it was amazing! Todd went with me of course and we sat in the room while the technician found our little peanut in there...then i just looked at it and started laughing because i thought it looked like a slim jim attached to a balloon! We dont start developing little nubs til this week coming up so we literally saw him as early as possible, but we got to see a little heart beat going STRONG. Then Lisa, our technician, focused on the little grain of rice lookin heart and turned on the volume...and MAN that was the craziest thing i had ever heard. It was beating so fast and so happy and we just didn't know what to do with ourselves. It's just so amazing that so much is going on inside and I have NO idea!

I do have to say that during the heart beat Todd and I did NOT cry...that seems to be the big question...BUT let me tell you why. Just to set the picture up, I'm lying on the table obviously, he's standing to my left in about a 4 inch space. Lisa is sitting at the computer on my right. The whole time Lisa is talking and explaining what we're seeing Todd is leaning over me on the table with his face in the monitor like he's studying for a quiz. So as Lisa's explaining 'here's her uterus, here's the ovaries...' I can see TOdd's brain just working. I knew as soon as she took a breath he'd be firing off questions. Just as expected, and not to let me down, she went to switch scenes and he starts firing them off...just asking what was going on in the uterus and where the ovaries were again and what they were all doing and blah blah blah. I start cracking up and just look at him like 'I'm going to kill you if you don't stop'. So i ever so lovingly grab his arm with my left arm, and give it a gentle love squeeze, and that ladies in gentlemen is why there was no room for tears...

And low and behold...here's the first picture of our little zig...

Gifts

Here is just a listing of the awesome wonderful gifts we've received from generous friends and family...

From Beth, Mike and Josh Endler - a little sleeper sack:

From Troy and Tracey - a Mommy, Daddy and Me frame:

From Mum and Dad - some books that she had been hilariously collecting for a while now - ha

From Christy at work - adorable little robe and matching bath towel:

From the Nagles - little orange and white onesie with flippin cute little striped pants, a frame i can take to work and a maternity shirt...so sweet...

From Maria - little sleeper sacks, cloth diapers and fun little toys to hang from the carriers, or Todd's rear view mirror if he finds them first...

From Mum - the cutest bibs I've ever seen...i just love the colorful bubble letters...so cute...

From Grandma Curran - a frame that I'm pretty sure she's had stashed for years now

From Aunt Dina - Our first little PENGUINS OUTFIT!!!!!

Rough Week...

Well it's Saturday...and I've spent the entire week sick as a dog. I was actually home from work on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday because I hadn't had any sleep and I was barely getting food down. I had only thrown up once on Monday morning, but NOTHING sounded good to me as far as food went. I knew i had to keep eating regardless and eating healthy at that, but MAN was it hard. So yeah my little cold that I picked up from Alex at Ligonier days pretty much took me out of commission all week long. Needless to say I have been a nervous wreck all week and really really anxious to get to my appt on Monday to make sure things are ok. I am just so worried that my cold is getting to the little blueberry and I've just been hurting him with all the coughing and stuff. I've been trying to eat good, but I know i havent been the best...so yeah...Monday cant come soon enough. I do feel a lot better today than I did Monday so i really do think its working its way out of my system, but as the doctor said i cant take anything in the first trimester and she swore it'd just work itself out...so i'm trying to be patient....next update (and hopefully pictures) on Monday!

Nickname...

A quick background on how we came up with the nickname little zig...when we first found out, we kept referring to the baby as 'it' and 'the baby' and general names like that. So Todd said 'we need a name for the baby...so we start brainstorming and come up with nothing. Shortly following I am reading some things in the book to him and come across the 'zygote' which was pretty much close to where we were at in the beginning stage (for those of you not knowing the definition of a zygote i'll leave that up to you to find out). So then he starts referring to our baby as our little zygote. I'm sorry but i just had a serious problem with it and was cracking up everytime he'd say it...so we compromised and came up with baby ziggie instead...shortened to zig...so there you go...the most boring lame story of how we came up with the name.

The Appointment...

The first appt went well. Not too much to report honestly. We didnt get a sonogram or anything, no heartbeat, nothing like that. Just a lot of questions, some suggestions and a few blood tests and perscriptions to get filled. I got a perscription to have the sonogram done on Monday the 20th, so thats not too far away. I am so very excited about that. I will feel so much more relieved and happy once I can see our little blueberry's heartbeat and little peanut body. The appt's at 11 am...so I'll go into work in the morning then meet Todd for the appt and head back to work later. I have threatened Todd's life to be at the appt on time since he's never on time for anything, so we'll see on Monday if he choses to live or die.

The Morning Of...

Well it's finally here...the morning of our first prenatal appt. I have been impatiently anticipating this since i scheduled it back on Sept 29th. I am very nervous and worried and just want to make sure everythings ok. Since i had blood work done back on Sept 27th, i have had no other reassurances that things are ok so I've been looking very forward to this.

This past weekend i made a visit to Johnstown to attend our annual Fort Ligonier craft event with Court and Kel. Unfortunately poor little Alex was sick and of course i ended up getting his cold. So i pretty much spent last night miserable, didn't sleep at all and have been up since midnight doing work for lack of anything better to do. It is now 5:12 am and I'm sitting here writing because i just had my first bout of throwing up. Now needless to say I'm not sure whether its related to the cold or morning sickness...but i guess we'll find out in the next couple days. I truly don't care either way if its morning sickness, I'm perfectly ok with that, i realize its all part of the deal and as long as baby's happy doesn't matter what i have to go through...

I'll have some more updates once we return from our appt...

First little present

The day after I shared the exciting news with Todd I was at my audit dinner after work until a little past 10. He waited for me to get home then headed to bed shortly after. I followed up close behind and when I went to crawl into bed i realized i was laying on something. I rolled over to turn the light from the night stand on to find a little stuffed lion on my side of the bed. Todd said that he wanted to get the baby something on his way home so he stopped at Giant Eagle and thats what he came up with. I know the reason he bought the little lion was because he thinks its adorable that Taylor carries her little kittie around all the time, so he wanted to get something similar for our little peanut.

For anyone that doesnt know Taylor Nagle, she's pretty much Todd's long lost child that he's attached himself to since day one. He's always had a soft spot in his heart for her and she pretty much melts him everytime we're there. He adores that little girl beyond explanation, so i guess its rightfully fit that he happened to plan our little miracle so that our due date just HAPPENED to be on Taylor's birthday...things that make you go hmmmm

How I told Todd...

Thursday September 25th, 2008 around 2:30 pm i got the long awaited call that we were, in fact, pregnant. From that point i spent about a half hour in a total fog and state of shock then realized...CRAP...i only have 2 hours to figure out a really cute way to tell Todd. I spent about an hour trying to figure something out then realized i was too excited to come up with any great plan...so i went to my default. I stopped at the store on the way home, bought a digital test and ran home to take it. Low and behold it came up PREGNANT! so i thought to myself I'll put it on Todd's bathroom sink and leave the light on in the bathroom so when he comes home from work he'll HAVE to go upstairs to the bathroom to see it laying on the sink. He takes forever to get home from work then once he does finally arrive he spends the next 40 minutes outside watering flowers and grass. He KNOWS how to get to me without even trying!!! I finally get him to come inside...he does his normal routine...goes upstairs and i patiently wait with a smile on my face for him to come back down. a few minutes later he comes back downstairs and proceeds to the kitchen for his dinner. I thought to myself 'are you KIDDING ME???'. So i run upstairs because he OBVIOUSLY didn't see the test. i grab the test, bring it back downstairs and set it on the arm of his chair so he CANT avoid it. I walk into the kitchen to get a drink while he goes out to sit down, return to the family room and see him standing over the chair just trying to figure out what's going on. He finally turns around to a happy smiling wife and just looks at me in a state of confusion. He asked me if i was serious because apparently he thinks you can type the word 'pregnant' into those little windows and thought i was just horrible enough to do so. So after he realized it was all for real we just looked at each other, sad down and didn't really say anything. we were both so happy and shocked and excited we weren't sure what to do...after a few minutes went by we got a nice little cozy picture on the chair together with our cute little pee stick, haha....and that's how i told Toddles he was going to be a daddy...

When it all began...

It all began on a Tuesday in mid September. The 16th to be exact. I spent the day at work dozing off at my desk and doing everything in my power to stay awake. I knew i was meeting Todd for dinner that night and to drop the car off to get an oil change but as soon as we got home i vowed to go to bed. I ended up almost falling asleep at Applebees and once the food came the thought of any of it touching my mouth made me sick to my stomach. We went and picked up the car, i ran home, took off upstairs and just figured I'd lay down for a little bit. That was around 7 pm. Next thing i knew it was the alarm going off. i had slept for 12 hours and felt like i could sleep for another 10 or so. I went work that day and all was well. That weekend we went to Dad's and almost the same thing happened. Around noon or so i was fighting to stay awake and figured I'd go lay down for a little. Before i knew it dinner was ready and i was exhausted. Again, another few days go by and all seemed well. The one thing that was consistent over the two weeks was my migraines. As often and horrible as they tend to be at times, i had never experienced something like this before. i was getting 2 or 3 a day...but they'd come and go by themselves. Come at work to the point I'd feel i may have to leave, then just go away in about an hour...at this point it was one week later, Tuesday, the 23rd. We had our audit dinner coming up that Friday the 26th and i thought to myself lets just be safe and see if i can get a blood pregnancy test done at the hospital so i know not to drink and just to make sure nothing else was wrong. I call the nurse that Tues and she says yeah go ahead and come in. So that Thursday the 24th i show up at the ER at 7 am when they open, give my blood and head off to work to let the long wait begin. Around noon i still haven't heard any results. I'm obviously getting antsy at this point, so i decide to call THEM. i leave a voice mail and HOPE that they call me back soon. about half hour later i get a call from the nurse so i run into a conference room to take the call. The nurse starts off by asking me when the date of my last period was. I told her about 5-6 weeks but i wasn't sure. She sounded concerned and said 'ok honey well you're going to have to find out and give me a call back because you are pregnant.' I sat in a state of shock and didn't know what to say. After a few quiet moments i just say 'ok...um...ok...' and she responds with 'ok well whenever you get the chance just give me a call with your dates and we'll go from there.' So then i said 'ok well thank you, thank you very much!' She asked if it was a good thing and i told her oh definitely for sure! and she was relieved because she said she's never sure. I run back to my desk...grab my calendar and call her back in about an hour once i composed myself. I told her it was actually 4 weeks instead of the 5-6 i had thought and she was happy about that because my numbers were so low she was afraid it was a bad pregnancy. she said i was right on track though and wanted me to go in for a second blood test that Saturday. And that is the day that i realized our lives would never be the same again...