Sunday, July 29, 2012

4 Weeks = Poppyseed

I'm going to start taking weekly photos with a fruit/food that represents the size of our baby. This week, Baby Celis is the size of a poppyseed. I didn't imagine that would photograph well, so here are a couple of random photos taken last night. I'm actually 3 weeks, 6 days pregnant here.

Loving The Book of Mormon

Happy to be pregnant, watching The Book of Mormon
in NYC with my amazing husband.

A random 4-toed foot we spotted
on the Subway Friday.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Baby's First Cupcake

3 weeks, 5 days pregnant at Magnolia Bakery.

Thursday, July 26, 2012


On the plane, headed to NYC for the weekend. First picture of me during this pregnancy. I'm 3 weeks, 4 days pregnant.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

First Kisses from Daddy

I lay awake in bed until Danny finally got home at 4:30 this morning. The wait was brutal.

When he came up to bed, I lifted my shirt and said, "Kiss your baby, and tell him to stay in there, and grow big and strong." My sweet, wonderful husband didn't even say anything. He didn't hesitate. He just started kissing and kissing way down low on my belly, where he's kissed and talked to all of our babies.

Last time he talked to my belly, he was crying, telling Baby Celis #2 goodbye.

But any tears shed last night were tears of joy. Of love. Of hope.

Okay, and maybe a few tears of trepidation. Of worry. Of doubt. (This is my third positive pregnancy test, after all.)

But it was really sweet and cute--and he was more excited than I imagined he'd be, given our track record.

When he finally spoke, he said, "You tested already?? I thought you couldn't test for another 4 days or something!"

I wasn't supposed to test. Only fools pee on sticks a mere 8 days after they ovulate, but like I said last night, I just knew

Monday, July 23, 2012

I'm Pregnant

The line is so faint because nobody gets a positive pregnancy test this early. (And don't mind my ghetto test.)

I just took this test. I'm 8DPO. That probably means nothing to most people, but this will:  I'm 3 weeks, 1 day pregnant. I knew it.

Danny works until 4 this morning, so he won't be home for another 5 hours. I'm dying to tell him. Somebody won't be getting a wink of sleep tonight. Aaaaaahhhh!! :D