Yes, I plan on reading EVERY baby book

If you are pregnant, have been pregnant, thinking about being pregnant, repulsed by the idea of pregnancy, or are a dude, you HAVE to read this book.  We are total freaks who pay way too much attention to what "they" say you should and shouldn't do while pregnant.  This book has been a nice change of pace.  Besides being a huge reminder to calm the hell down, it's been cracking me up.  Thank you Alice and Eden.

"What happens if I have sex during pregnancy?  Your baby will be born with a full beard"

Walking Papers

We have been officially released from the fertility doc.  Today was our last visit.  Friday is our first OB appointment.  It was bittersweet.  Obviously we want to be at the point where we no longer need the fertility doc, but at the same time, we got really spoiled with the weekly ultrasounds.  Below is the pic from today.  The plus sign on the right is the top of the head and the plus sign on the left is the bottom.  They use those to measure how far along the baby is.  Currently the baby is measuring 7 weeks, 5 days and according to cycle dates she is 7 weeks, 6 days along.  Doc says that is a very good thing.  :-D

Rockabye Baby!

We have a new obsession.  Music we like turned into lullabies.  We already ordered the Green Day, Queen, Baby Goes New Wave and The Cure cd’s.  We still want The Beatles, Elvis, No Doubt, The Ramones and Baby Goes Hair Metal.  There are so many!  We actually want tons of them, but we’d go broke.  They are on iTunes as well, so we may just pick and choose off some of the others.  They are on Bn.com and iTunes.  If you get a chance, go listen.  It sure will beat the hell out of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.

Follow along with fruit

We love looking at this every week to see where we are and what’s to come.  It’s helpful to tell people how big the baby is.  And now you, too, can follow along at home!

Week 3 & 4 – Poppy seed

Week 5 – Appleseed

Week 6 – Sweet pea

Week 7 – Blueberry

Week 8 – Raspberry

Week 9 – Green Olive

Week 10 – Prune

Week 11 – Lime

Week 12 – Plum

Week 13 - Peach

Week 14 - Lemon

Week 15 - Naval Orange

Week 16 – Avocado

Week 17 - Onion

Week 18 - Sweet Potato

Week 19 - Mango

Week 20 – Cantaloupe

Week 21 – Banana

Weeks 22-24 – Papaya

Weeks 25-28 – Eggplant

Weeks 29-32 – Squash

Weeks 33-36 – Honeydew

Weeks 37-Delivery - Watermelon

"Don't hire a babysitter that actually sits on babies."

-Words of wisdom we received from our oldest nephew after we told him we were having a baby. 

Loads of pregnancy and baby advice has been pouring in.  Care to share?  Leave a comment of your most sage advice for us during pregnancy and after the gremlin is here.

7 weeks and all is well

The last week hasn’t been too eventful.  Mama has been doing a whole lot of sleeping.  And that’s fine with me.  I have always been a huge fan of naps.  We did get to “visit” the baby again yesterday.  Getting this done through a reproductive endocrinologist is awesome.  We had a 6 week ultrasound and a 7 week ultrasound.  Last week, during the 6 week we got to see the heart beat.  Yesterday during the 7 week ultrasound we got to hear the heart beat.  I started crying and just said, “Cool.”  Nerd.  I understand most people don’t get an ultrasound until 8 or 9 weeks and don’t get one weekly.  Once we get turned over to the OB, we won’t get one weekly any more.  I am going to miss visiting our little gremlin.  We have been so lucky in all this so far. 

Bean

We saw the little bean today.  And his/her heartbeat.  It was amazing.  The doc didn't think we'd see it yet, but as soon as he had it up on the screen, I could see a little flutter, beating away.  I'm no doctor and I knew that was our baby's heart beating.  So in love.

Still Waiting

Nervous.  Excited.   Scared.  Hopeful.  Terrified.  Thrilled.  Anxious.    

Our first ultrasound is tomorrow at 4:15.  Hopefully, we get to hear the heartbeat.  It’s been over a week since the last lab test that said, “Yep, still pregnant.”  I didn’t think I’d be able to go this long without making her take a million home pregnancy tests, just to be sure.  Her symptoms have been strong enough to keep me calm, at least for most of the week.  These last 2 days have been rough.  The clock has been moving slower than molasses in January in northern Maine.  I swear skating practice took 5 hours tonight.  Ok, it was only 2 and a half, but it felt closer to 5. 

During our two week wait (insemination until we could test), I kept thinking I would feel better as soon as I saw the positive.  Once we had our home pregnancy test positive, I was still so nervous and thought I would feel better as soon as we got her lab results.  The lab results came back positive, but she had to get them done again, to make sure the little nugget was growing.  So I SWORE I would be less nervous as soon as they came back ok.   And they did.  She has been moody, exhausted, nauseous, has an insane sense of smell and is already craving weird food, but I’m still nervous.  I swear I will feel better once I see that little heart beat.  Well, maybe at 12 weeks, when I know we are (mostly) out of the woods.  Or once the baby is born and I know he or she and mama are healthy.  Then I should be fine.  I swear. 

It's the Wedding Cake all over again

Nursery decorations are already proving to be a pain in the butt.  Do we do a theme?  Do we go more traditional?  Non-traditional?  Bold colors?  Pastels?  Skulls and cherries?  Tropical?  An Elvis theme?  So the answers boil down to "We don't know."  I know it's early, but it's not like we just started looking last week.  We pretty much hate all nursery themes/sheet sets we see in the stores.  We aren't huge fans of pastels.  If we venture out on our own we need to figure out how to make everything or find someone to make the crib set for us.  (If you or someone you know can do this for us (and it's not too expensive), CALL ME!!!)  Also, nothing store bought will match any fabric we plan on using.  Not that being matchy matchy matters too much to us.  Currently, if it's a girl we want to do a general bird theme with these fabrics we got at JoAnns a while ago.    (I just tried finding them on the JoAnn website and they are gone.  So that's great.)

And if it's a boy, we want rocket ships and robots.  Just not pastel rocket ships.  (We had found a very vintagey looking print online and, again, now I can't find it.)  But we still aren't sure.  And we won't be until we know if it's a boy or a girl. 
On the off chance that it's twins we are doing a Dr. Seuss room with Thing 1 and Thing 2.  That one is easy.
We did this with the wedding cake.  There are too many choices, too many colors, too many combinations that we LOVE.  How can we decide on one?   So here's to another 4 months of cake shopping.
*UPDATE:  Forget rocket ships and robots.  We found this:

I really, really want to do a monster room for a little boy!!

Pickles and Ice Cream is so 1992

Mrs. BabyMomma woke up around 4am and declared she wanted pizza for breakfast.  She fell right back asleep and about an hour later woke up again asking if we had cinnamon rolls.  I kind of laughed and said, "Oh so no more pizza then?"  "Well, I still want pizza, too."  So there you have it.  Crazy combo number one.  I couldn't have called this if I tried.  Excellent.  I can't wait to see what other fun stuff she comes up with.

The crazy has hit the fan

My wife has always been extraordinarily level headed.  She doesn't get over emotional, she doesn't cry much and she barely suffers from PMS.  I, on the other hand, am what the gay boys in my life refer to as a hot mess.  I cry at Coke commercials, I get crabby if I am hungry and we are all pretty sure I have a rare breed of PMS called "Holy Crazy, Batman."  We figured her pregnancy would be no biggie for her and that when the time comes, mine will be a 9 month roller coaster ride.  We have a few years before we find out how I will act, but we were very wrong about her.  We are only 5 weeks in.  Today, actually is 5 weeks exactly.  Tonight, so far, we argued, she cried, I apologized, she cried more.  I tried cheering her up and she was laughing and crying simultaneously.  She's used to my brand of crazy and handles it well.  My wife has never been crazy before.  What am I to do?

Here we go

Generally, stories start at the beginning.  It's hard to pinpoint the exact beginning of this story.  We could start today, last week, 3 weeks ago, 5 months ago or 13 and a half years ago.  In a way, they are each a beginning of the story unfolding.  December 8, 1997, my wife and I started dating.  Five months ago we started seeing a reproductive endocrinologist to start figuring out how two girls manage to have a baby together.  Three weeks ago we had our first IUI (that's intra-uterine insemination for the fertility acronym illiterate.) A week ago we found out that we are pregnant.  Today is the day I start my baby blog.  I have a pregnant wife, in case I forgot to mention.  We are lesbians, in case you missed that.  If you did miss that or have a problem with it, just stop reading and close this window.  Seriously, I don't need any idiots giving me their 2 cents on raising kids.
So here we are.  5 weeks pregnant.  Oh for those who are scratching their heads on that math right now, let me clue you in to crazy pregnancy math.  How far along you are has nothing to do with the actual age of the baby, but since the beginning of your last period.  My mom hates it too, but it's just the way it is.  It's also way too early to be telling everyone.  Everything I have read says it is our choice when to tell people, but suggest we wait until after our first trimester.  Trimester?  That's 3 months. Ok, it's only 7 weeks from now.  After all, we are 5 weeks pregnant.  (yes, I say WE.  In general terms of the pregnancy, WE are pregnant with OUR baby.  When I get to things she is dealing with as a pregnant woman, I will most likely just refer to her since I'm not the one barfing every 2 hours. But I will get to that later.) If you are one of the lucky ones to know me well, you know that I have carried such lovely nicknames as mouth and jabber jaws.  I like to talk and I like to tell everyone everything.  I feel the need to run out and tell my nearest and dearest every little thing that is going on with this pregnancy.  However, it is still very early.  If something were to happen, I don't want to have to go tell all 500 insanely excited people, "whoops, never mind."  I don't know if I could say it out loud that many times.  It makes me cry to think about it.  And while I understand that no one will be quite as excited as my lovely wife and myself....and maybe my mom... this has been in the works for 13.5 years.  There are people who have been hounding us for years to start having kids.  There is a part of me that thinks I should just tell people.  If something were to happen, they would find out then anyway.  Again, if you know me, you know that I don't exactly hide my emotions well.  If you have any contact with me whatsoever, you will know something is horribly wrong.  Ok, but enough about that.  Everything will be great. The wife is currently suffering from morning sickness pretty horribly.  I hear that's a good sign.  We will probably start telling more people in a few weeks.  I want to at least get some of the major milestones out of the way.  And yes, some people know.  A very small group of people.  Seriously, if no one else knew, my head would have exploded by now.  But don't feel bad if you are reading this and realize you are on the "found out later" list.  I'm probably just trying to spare you from my craziness right now.  I am eating, sleeping, dreaming, reading, surfing, researching, blogging, but trying not to talk too much about Baby K.  I figured a blog was a good way to give updates and info, share stories and ideas and serve as a time capsule for us and the little one.  Holy crap, I'm gonna be a mom.  Sorry, that happens to me from time to time.    Stay tuned.