:-( Why won't it stop :-(

Well - I tossed and turned all night not feeling great.

I jumped in the shower with Andrew this morning and my beautiful reflexes were timed perfectly. I couldn't believe it - I'm so drained I feel so shattered :-(

My beautiful husband has been with me the whole time, constantly rubbing my back and squeezing my hand. I love him to bits and can't understand how he can be there for me always - but I love him dearly for it. For better or worse is really coming into play and he sure is keeping his end of the bargain!

I got to work and it all just seemed a little too much - I lost it, i cried and cried. Thanks to one of the ladies I work with she gave me a huge hug. I feel like such a cry baby but I just wish it would all go away :-( It's like some awful nightmare.

Today we're having some plastering done at home - hooray. :-)

Hooray for Hubby

Andrew has packed up the computer and pulled apart the computer desk. First steps to starting our nursery. Hooray - hooray.

Hooray - i'm feeling ok

I'm hoping i'm not speaking too soon - but i'm feeling pretty good this morning. So good in fact that i've decided to take the dogs down to my Mum's so Andrew can build a new side fence with the neighbours.

I couldn't help myself - Mum and I hit the maternity store not far from her place. $300 on the mastercard later... and I had a few groovy pieces. I'm quite happy with that :)

I think I spoke too soon though - at around 2pm-ish I started to feel 'not quite right' so decided without hesitation that home would be the best place for me. I packed the dogs up and headed back home. I couldn't wait to crawl back into bed.

Morning sickness - ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Mc-Throw-up at McDonalds

Ok

So I started the morning feeling 'not quite 100%' - but desperately wanted McDonalds. So off we went for a trip to McD's for breakkie.

Well... i sat in the outside eating area waiting for hubby to come out with food. He brought out a bag of food and I quickly snatched the bag - that was the end of the McDonald's experience for me - and i'm quite certain for a few others who were 'trying' to enjoy their breakfast.

So to those at my local McDonalds - i'm very sorry for making this one experience you'd probably wish you could forget but can't. :(

Bleyuck! Bleyuck! Bleyuck!

Today was just the most awful start to the day. I woke up feeling 'not too bad' and decided to jump straight into the shower.

I called out to Andrew and asked for an iced red cordial.

Not long into my shower I coughed - then the cough changed into an 'up-chuck' of the worst kind.

Of course I freaked out. I am absolutely TERRIFIED of being sick - so called out to Andrew. My poor, precious husband stood beside me whilst I was in the shower being sick. I don't think I gave him much choice - I was too scared to let go of his arm. He insisted he would be back after he turned off the iron - and even insisted that he get in the shower beside me - but I wasn't having any of it.

As I purged and purged nothing but liquid, I couldn't have felt more sorry for myself if I tried.

I was absolutely shattered.

When I was done being sick, I gave Andrew the all clear to jump in the shower. I have this evil little thing where whenever i'm feeling really lousy (which has been for the past week and a bit) I give my stomach 'the bird'. I know, real mature I guess huh!

This morning I did it and Andrew immediately said, "Babe don't give Little Feeties the finger - it's not his fault."

What the?!

I'm purging and feeling like crud because of this 'grape sized monster who is taking over my body'.

Ok - so he has a point - it's not Little Feeties fault - he's (or actually - it might even be a 'she') - anyway, "Little Feeties" is just trying to suck dry all the nutrients it can get.

Poor bugger - doused it today with a pretty tangy Lemon/Lime green softdrink followed by a tropical juice. Cop that Little Feeties - Mummies revenge.

Hmm... I probably shouldn't speak too soon - it may just be "Little Feeties revenge" come morning.

Quick -> must find a piece of wood to touch...

Signing off for yet another day of being 'up the duff/preggas/preggo' <- all the words i absolutely HATE but am feeling pretty good that I thought i'd at least put them on my blog - well - at least once!

Oh... MY... GOD!!!! - We're PREGNANT! - 23 June 2007

I can't believe it. We have a little miracle growing inside of me.

We started the morning off by heading up to Toowoomba to look for an investment property. We spent the whole morning looking and fell in love with the final house we spotted - only we couldn't get in to look at it as the Real Estate Agent was flat out and couldn't show us until later that afternoon. We decided if it was really 'the one' that it would still be there for us when we come back to look inside. So back to Brisbane we headed.

I was up to day 36 in my cycle and my period still hadn't made an appearance. I was frustrated as I'd been getting cramps and was quite 'crabby' with Andrew.

When we arrived home I decided to try another of our seemingly endless supplies of pregnancy tester kits. Andrew had the suggestion that I have a sleep first as I was quite tired and he didn't want me to be upset if it was a big fat negative. My silly response, "Honey - i'd rather lie down and cry than toss and turn trying to sleep not knowing 'if' we might be pregnant.

So, I took the silly little plastic cup and filled it without managing to pee on my hands (quite a feat!). Andrew really wanted to stay with me for the reading in the bathroom, but it seemed like it was taking forever and I just had it in my mind that it was going to be 'negative'. So I asked that he leave me be for a while. He left me in the bathroom but said "Ok babe - well i'll just be out here." Slowly, a second very faint line appeared. I calmly called out to Andrew and stupidly asked, "Babe, what does the second line mean?" He flipped the brochure around and read "it's positive." "But it's so faint."

So off we went to the chemist to pick up another test. I got the '2 pack' .... 'just in case'. After taking the second test, another faint second line appeared. I just couldn't believe it.

That evening we had my parents around to tell them in person and as Andrew's parents lived nearly 3 hours away, we told them the next morning over the phone.

I couldn't believe how elated we both were. Andrew cracked open a special bottle of port that we bought when we were in Adelaide only a few weeks before, and lit a couple of cigars. Whilst the guys retreated outside to smoke their cigars, Mum and I stayed indoors - her nursing a cup of coffee and me with a glass of red cordial (how exciting - not - haha).