Some news.
When I look at my life so far with Graig (all... three years of it *grin*), I realize that when we decide to do something, we really don't waste any time in moving forward and achieving our goal. It's quite wonderful really.
In fact, the last (only?) hestitation, or slowdown, we encountered, was the one where we (ok, mainly I) were deciding if we should get together or not. Since then, we've moved along very quickly in setting up and establishing our lives together. I illustrate this with the following points:
1) After a year together, we decided to get married. Within a month and a half of this decision, we got married.
2) The projection for getting Graig out of debt was 9 months; Jan - Sept. We buckled down and by July, Graig was debt free, three months earlier than expected.
3a) After the debt was gone, we thought we'd have enough together for a down payment for a house early 2009. We had enough for a very decent downpayment by Nov. 2008. And due to the economic downturn, we realized it was a good time to get into the housing market.
3b) We thought it would take us a while to find the home that we really, really liked. After a month of searching, we found what we wanted, bought it and moved in Jan. Months ahead of schedule.
4) After really only two months of 'trying', I got pregnant.
Yup, that's right. I'm pregnant. And just to shock the world even more, we're 17 weeks (so... 4 months) along.
So now you're probably asking why have I not said anything before this? Mainly because there have been a lot of... questions about this whole thing since it began.
The first thing is that well, I didn't know I was pregnant until eight weeks in. After going off the pill, things were a little irregular in the female plumbing dept., and when the period didn't show up when it was supposed to, I didn't really think twice about it. In fact, the reason we discovered I was pregnant is that at one point, we thought I had a miscarriage. I'm not going to go into detail, other than to say that I didn't and that the scare leading to this worry was due to something quite benign and nothing to worry about, but well, this necessitated many trips to doctors and whatnot, but it turned out yes, I was eight weeks along and the new communion alien seemed to be just fine.
The second thing is that I suppose I was also being... willfully oblivious. I honestly didn't think I'd get pregnant so quickly. With Jet, it took over a year to get pregnant, and well, I'm a good few years older than I was then. I just thought it would take, well, longer. Not a good excuse I know, but it did factor in there.
The third thing is, which I just touched on briefly, is that I am 38 years old. I know, in the scheme of things, not THAT old to be having a baby, but that's 7 years older than I was the first time and that means there's an exponentially greater chance that all could be not quite right with the critter this time 'round. The hospital I'm going to (the same one I had Jet at) automatically signs up expectant mothers over the age of 35 to their Special Pregnancy Program. This means that I get put through a larger battery of tests than I was before. So basically, Graig and I decided to wait until all these tests were done and conclusive before we announced to the general population that yes, we are expecting a kid.
Since I'm telling you all this, you can surmise that everything is just fine :) We found that out definitively today.
The due-date is July 12. It's getting to the point where we were going to have to say something anyway, as I can't really hide it much now. It's kinda finally gotten obvious and I've run out of clothes that will hide it. In the last week or so the kid has definitely begun to make itself known and I'm losing my waistline and gaining that tell-tale bulge. Sigh.
There was also some... coming to terms with this for me. Now don't get me wrong, I wanted to do this. Even though, early on in our relationship I had told Graig that I wasn't interested in having more children, I came to question that decision. It wasn't fair of me, I realized, to deny such a thing to him, especially since I also realized, that I would be willing to go through with it again with him. However, I left the final decision up to him because frankly, I was also willing to NOT do it again. He decided he did want to, I agreed and here we are. The coming to terms is just... numerous things really. I'm not really someone who enjoys being pregnant. The first three months kinda totally suck. Although, I will admit that this one was overall easier than the first. I didn't have the extreme exhaustion that plagued me for the first few months with Jet. And I also realize that there is some... residual anxious feelings held over from my previous pregnancy and time afterward that I have to deal with. While I know intellectually that things are VERY different now and by far for the better, emotionally there are still some issues I have to work out. Emotional baggage sucks. Oh it's not big nor anything that won't be rectified, it's just I know it's there.
To illustrate the "can't hide this much longer" point, well, Jet did in fact notice today. He gave me a hug as we were about to leave for school, then pulled away and said "You seem more... jolly when I hug you now." "Jolly" has become Jet's... code word for someone who is carrying some extra weight, ala Santa Claus. So, realizing he's giving me the opening I said "Yeah, I am." And he immediately put it together. "I don't want another baby." (cause yeah, we have SO many running around). To which I replied "Well, you don't really have a choice." "I won't play with it then." was his comback. "That's fine, you won't be able to for a little while when it's really young." He also did ask if it was boy or a girl, but I said we didn't know yet. And he left it at that. So, not a bad way to introduce him to the idea, and as Graig pointed out, it probably is better he figured it out on his own rather than us sit him down and have a big TALK about it.
Immediate family (and a couple of people who have already put it all together) know, so now the rest of our families/friends will be filled in as well.
So there ya have it. Kinda nice to finally have it out in the open. Before people start gossiping, that is :)
In fact, the last (only?) hestitation, or slowdown, we encountered, was the one where we (ok, mainly I) were deciding if we should get together or not. Since then, we've moved along very quickly in setting up and establishing our lives together. I illustrate this with the following points:
1) After a year together, we decided to get married. Within a month and a half of this decision, we got married.
2) The projection for getting Graig out of debt was 9 months; Jan - Sept. We buckled down and by July, Graig was debt free, three months earlier than expected.
3a) After the debt was gone, we thought we'd have enough together for a down payment for a house early 2009. We had enough for a very decent downpayment by Nov. 2008. And due to the economic downturn, we realized it was a good time to get into the housing market.
3b) We thought it would take us a while to find the home that we really, really liked. After a month of searching, we found what we wanted, bought it and moved in Jan. Months ahead of schedule.
4) After really only two months of 'trying', I got pregnant.
Yup, that's right. I'm pregnant. And just to shock the world even more, we're 17 weeks (so... 4 months) along.
So now you're probably asking why have I not said anything before this? Mainly because there have been a lot of... questions about this whole thing since it began.
The first thing is that well, I didn't know I was pregnant until eight weeks in. After going off the pill, things were a little irregular in the female plumbing dept., and when the period didn't show up when it was supposed to, I didn't really think twice about it. In fact, the reason we discovered I was pregnant is that at one point, we thought I had a miscarriage. I'm not going to go into detail, other than to say that I didn't and that the scare leading to this worry was due to something quite benign and nothing to worry about, but well, this necessitated many trips to doctors and whatnot, but it turned out yes, I was eight weeks along and the new communion alien seemed to be just fine.
The second thing is that I suppose I was also being... willfully oblivious. I honestly didn't think I'd get pregnant so quickly. With Jet, it took over a year to get pregnant, and well, I'm a good few years older than I was then. I just thought it would take, well, longer. Not a good excuse I know, but it did factor in there.
The third thing is, which I just touched on briefly, is that I am 38 years old. I know, in the scheme of things, not THAT old to be having a baby, but that's 7 years older than I was the first time and that means there's an exponentially greater chance that all could be not quite right with the critter this time 'round. The hospital I'm going to (the same one I had Jet at) automatically signs up expectant mothers over the age of 35 to their Special Pregnancy Program. This means that I get put through a larger battery of tests than I was before. So basically, Graig and I decided to wait until all these tests were done and conclusive before we announced to the general population that yes, we are expecting a kid.
Since I'm telling you all this, you can surmise that everything is just fine :) We found that out definitively today.
The due-date is July 12. It's getting to the point where we were going to have to say something anyway, as I can't really hide it much now. It's kinda finally gotten obvious and I've run out of clothes that will hide it. In the last week or so the kid has definitely begun to make itself known and I'm losing my waistline and gaining that tell-tale bulge. Sigh.
There was also some... coming to terms with this for me. Now don't get me wrong, I wanted to do this. Even though, early on in our relationship I had told Graig that I wasn't interested in having more children, I came to question that decision. It wasn't fair of me, I realized, to deny such a thing to him, especially since I also realized, that I would be willing to go through with it again with him. However, I left the final decision up to him because frankly, I was also willing to NOT do it again. He decided he did want to, I agreed and here we are. The coming to terms is just... numerous things really. I'm not really someone who enjoys being pregnant. The first three months kinda totally suck. Although, I will admit that this one was overall easier than the first. I didn't have the extreme exhaustion that plagued me for the first few months with Jet. And I also realize that there is some... residual anxious feelings held over from my previous pregnancy and time afterward that I have to deal with. While I know intellectually that things are VERY different now and by far for the better, emotionally there are still some issues I have to work out. Emotional baggage sucks. Oh it's not big nor anything that won't be rectified, it's just I know it's there.
To illustrate the "can't hide this much longer" point, well, Jet did in fact notice today. He gave me a hug as we were about to leave for school, then pulled away and said "You seem more... jolly when I hug you now." "Jolly" has become Jet's... code word for someone who is carrying some extra weight, ala Santa Claus. So, realizing he's giving me the opening I said "Yeah, I am." And he immediately put it together. "I don't want another baby." (cause yeah, we have SO many running around). To which I replied "Well, you don't really have a choice." "I won't play with it then." was his comback. "That's fine, you won't be able to for a little while when it's really young." He also did ask if it was boy or a girl, but I said we didn't know yet. And he left it at that. So, not a bad way to introduce him to the idea, and as Graig pointed out, it probably is better he figured it out on his own rather than us sit him down and have a big TALK about it.
Immediate family (and a couple of people who have already put it all together) know, so now the rest of our families/friends will be filled in as well.
So there ya have it. Kinda nice to finally have it out in the open. Before people start gossiping, that is :)