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October 31, 2004

One year plus some months.

So we blew past one year and he discovered walking and talking and other crazy things every day and it's all become a blur of fun. And mostly undocumented fun -- at least from the perspective of this site. Part of the difficulty with still pictures is that Luke is now a 15 month old boy: he relocates fast and continuously. Documentation of his tricks now requires roughly 120 pounds of heavy-duty professional film-making gear. Gear not limited to the video camera, Steadicam, boom mike, and a diminutive Romanian man we've temporarily hired as a grip.

We have managed to catch a few still shots though. Fun trick: contrast and compare these images with ones from a year ago. You'll notice that Luke has visually transformed from a smallish baby-like little thing into a more developed, boy-like bigger thing. We've been told that this process is referred to as aging, and that it is fairly standard practice as far as life is concerned. That said, it's pretty cool stuff. Imagine what this site will look like in 30 or so years? He's gonna look like such a big boy.

October 22, 2004

2nd doctor's visit.

It's weird not having any ultrasounds yet like I did the first time around. I keep forgetting that I'm pregnant, and then my tiredness or my out-of-breathness or my morning sickness or my figure will let me know. Yes...I am totally showing. I know that sounds strange this early on, even though you supposedly show sooner the second time around. But my "fat" month has turned out to be really true. My pants are already getting tighter, and I can feel people looking at me like they think I've ballooned into two people. They may not be thinking that, really. But they are.

So not much really happened at this visit at all. They gave me an exam and some tests, and the doctor estimated based on "feel" that I was about 8 weeks pregnant, which is right in line with my own prediction. Woohoo! Go, Jeanine! Ultrasound in one week to really know.

October 15, 2004

1st doctor's visit.

Well, I've been pregnant as far as I know all of 3 days, and I had my first doctor's visit. This is making it more real. It was just the general workup they do to make sure I'm really pregnant (yes, I am!), but it was still pretty fun. I got a diaper bag!

Then they weighed me to get a baseline weight for the rest of my pregnancy. And I'm so mad at myself. WHY did I take off my shoes? Why? I should weigh as much as I can for this baseline visit so that it looks like I didn't gain that much during the pregnancy. I totally did this backward. Now do I not only have to remove my shoes at each and every weigh-in, but I have to make sure I wear the lightest clothes possible as well. Sigh.

Well, I told you I'd let you know how far along I was, but I can't really say. Based on my history, it will be impossible to find a due date without having an ultrasound done. So I guess I'll have to wait a couple more weeks. My best guess is that I'm about 6 weeks. So we'll just go with that for now.

October 12, 2004

The next round.

What am I talking about here? Well, I'd been having one of those "I feel fat, ugly, and old months" and mentioned this to a couple of my friends last night. One of them turned to me and said, "You know you could be pregnant." I think I said something like, "No, no, it's just a bad haircut" or something as equally dismissive. But...the seed had been planted. On the way home I was thinking that maybe I would take a test, just to be sure. I had an extra one from a 2-pack I had previously purchased anyway. I told Beau I'd take it in the morning (since that's the recommended time to do it), but he said he wanted to be there regardless. And so I decided to quick do it before I went to bed.

...I think my exact words were COMEHERECOMEHERECOMEHERECOMEHERE. I really and truly couldn't believe it. Beau came in, I showed him the test, and we were both so excitedly dumbfounded. We had anticipated a long wait to get pregant after what happened the first time with Luke, so although this wasn't entirely unexpected, it...was. I didn't sleep AT ALL last night.

It's so crazy being pregnant the second time around. It's just as surprising and exciting as the first time, but you feel like you should know already know the deal, accept it, and move on to looking forward to the rest of the pregnancy. But there is SO MUCH going through my mind right now. Things that I didn't have to or know to think about the first time, like: How far apart will this make my kids? Is that a good spread? Will they be friends? Oh my goodness, Luke has to move to a big boy bed now. Where are we going to put his room? I'm going to have to move my office. How far along is this baby? Did I do anything bad when I didn't know I was pregnant? Wow. Another baby. Wow. Wow. Wow.

We are all (yes, we told Luke) so terribly excited here. I'll let you know how far along I am after I go to the doctor. The test turned pink pretty darn fast, so that's definitely different than the first time!