It's a ....

I nervously woke up the morning of June 20th thinking "This day will change my life." The timing couldn't be better -- after all it was our three year wedding anniversary, and instead of giving each other presents, our present was seeing our baby! 


But there was an obstacle in the course. At 9:30 am, my OB left me a voicemail: "Hi Amy, we're going to have to cancel your ultrasound today because the tech is sick and is going home with the flu." Commence epic meltdown. I begged the secretary and a patronizing office nurse, asking through sobs if there  ANY way I could just get a quick boy/girl check today. I literally couldn't wait one more minute, let alone another 5 days.


After seeing me cry, my work bestie emailed the office coordinator in OB about me (remember I work for the same health system).  Long story short, I was able to get my husband to come in 45 minutes later before the tech left. And without further ado...

I admit I was floored! Ever since conception I felt I was carrying a boy. I'm having a hard time mentally adjusting to the siwtch, but I'm still really happy. Best of all, she checked out healthy!


I feel like I can relate/handle a little girl better, plus the shallow part of me is thrilled to have a little lady to dress up in lace, ribbon, and bows and share my love of dresses. We're also close to a name. We had a top contender before we found out she was a girl, but we're not 100%. We are still using it, letting it roll of our tongues rather easily, so I'm pretty sure it will stick at this rate. 

Now we can really begin preparing!

The Reveal

Well, Baby Brink is finally Facebook official! I was so nervous to post our photo announcement -- for two reasons. What if something awful happens? That's a ton of people to untell. And also, what if no one comments or is happy for us?! (Why yes, I am a Paranoid Polly.)

Thankfully we received a ton of likes and comments in just an hour. Whew!
And here are some pics from our reveal session:

6 Weeks

According to the BabyCenter week by week illustrations, I have a tail in my body. That's kind of insane. 

Just as I was getting over my cold, I developed some sort of GI bug Thursday night. It took me a while to figure that out because I immediately attributed it to pregnancy, based on the knowledge that progesterone can throw your body completely out of whack. Needless to say it's been a miserable last couple of days. I always thought the first time I threw up in this pregnancy it would be because of pregnancy... 

I've told a few more close friends and coworkers about our little secret. I'm guessing by the time we've gone public, half the world will know anyway. With each day that goes by I feel a little more secure about this baby sticking thankfully. I hope my intuition is right.

Next weekend we go on our annual winery trip with friends. Even though I'll not be able to enjoy the vino, I have all fingers and toes crossed I won't feel too nauseous and tired. Bouncing around between 32 wineries with drunk friends in unpredictable weather doesn't give me ideal conditions to ne sick. Maybe I'll tote around some grape juice so I can feel more involved. ;)

5 Weeks

Why does time seemed to have stopped since I got my BFP? I'm only ONE-EIGHTH into this?? Actually I'm just impatient to get to second tri, mostly because I know my risk of miscarriage decreases at that stage.

I cursed myself the other day after my last blog post. The morning after voicing my sadistic wish for morning sickness ... viola! The next morning was awful. No throwing up thankfully, but still... ! And since I seem to be on a complaining kick, let me vketch about the cold that's kicking my pregnant butt. Apparently you can't take any decent medication when you're with child, so I have snotted and sniffled without the luxury of my usual Nyquil and throat logenzes.

Oh hai, bloat!

Thankfully my husband has been pretty great this past week, getting me whatever I need and asking me often how I'm feeling. When he calls from work he'll ask, "How's the kid?" as if it's something bigger than its current appleseed-sized state. And again, for fear of not remembering this wild time in our lives, I'm going to risk mortifying him someday when he finds this blog to share what he emailed Wednesday: I just wanted to take a second and tell you that I love you and that I can’t even begin to describe how happy I am that we are expanding our family. I just hope to be the best father and supporter in the world.


I've 'confessed' to a few more people this week. As much as I fear telling too many people because of how early it is, these are all people I wouldn't have a problem "un-telling." I'm basically an open book to all of my friends and colleagues, and it's killing me to have to withhold things or try to remember not to complain about a certain symptom that would totally out me.

At any rate, I'm thrilled it's the weekend and that I can take endless naps for two whole days! Apparently pregnancy turns you into a two-year-old (or college student).

Telling the Family

Yesterday we told our family. I didn't want to announce it this early (I am barely 4 weeks in afterall), but my SIL and her family were in town, and all the important members of his family were in one place, so it meant a lot to W to tell them. SIL was overjoyed, but we didn't get a huge reaction from MIL

After that we drove to my parents' house to tell my dad and stepmom. There was a pause where I think they had to process it, but then they broke out into huge smiles and my stepmom teared up from happiness. Dad wanted to open a bottle of wine in celebration until I reminded him it was unfair I couldn't enjoy. :)

We then traveled a few towns away to have a 'drink' (mine being straight OJ) with my mom. I kept waiting for the right time, but it was so noisy where we were and I didn't know how to just come out with it. But then MIL and her fiance stepped in and W shouted to me "tell her before my mom does!" So I leaned into my mom and blurted "Mom, I'm pregnant!" She lost it -- stunned and amazed and started immediately crying.

So now that it's out there with the family, I am paranoid that we jinxed it and that the pregnancy won't last. Each day that passes that I am pregnant I grow a little more attached and used to this life-changing little mass of cells.