Pregnant-Pregnant!

It was a tense day today, not only because it was time to go back to work. I got to spend the whole day waiting – just waiting, hopefully – for the results of blood test #2. The nurse had told me to expect to hear before 10:00 AM, but give a call after noon if I hadn’t heard anything. It wasn’t until this morning that I realized I’d be at work. Why hadn’t I thought of that? I could have told them to call my cell! Of course, though, I got home and they hadn’t called. I got Zoë settled and picked up the phone. As I’m leaving the message with the receptionist, she asks, “Are you pregnant?” To which I reply, “I hope so!” I don’t think she realized that I was really waiting to know.

The time between my phone call and their return call was killer. Remember in The Wizard of Oz as Dorothy is watching the grains of sand drop in the hour glass? That was what it was like seeing every minute tick closer to five o’clock. Dreadful agony. I finally decided to go about my business and get dinner started. Which is like cosmic red alert for the phone to ring. I don’t think I’ve ever been so relieved to be multitasking. Everything looks good! The hCG more than quintupled in the 48 hours between tests (apparently, doubling in 48 hours is good) and my progesterone was still good. Better yet, they don’t want to test me again and we scheduled my first appointment. For May 12th. Our seventh anniversary. Happy Anniversary, BJ.

Zoe's 2!

We celebrated Zoe's birthday this weekend with a small, family party. I just can't believe I have a 2-year-old. A child, now. One who talks up a storm, who's learning to ride a tricycle, counts in Spanish, loves to play in the dark and hide in closets, eats anything besides lettuce, and is a total giggle-box.

We took a bunch of pictures - check out the Flickr set. Here's a sampling of some of my favorites:

Whisper Pregnant

Blood test #2 today. It’s a darn good thing that I don’t have work this week, because there is no way I would be able to concentrate on anything but my reproductive organs. No more spotting the past 2 days. A few aches. The home test I took yesterday was darker – BJ chuckled at the way I had the two tests lined up on the counter, side-by-side. After she takes my blood, and I’m about to go, she asks me if they called me with the results of my first test. “No,” I reply, thinking You told me they wouldn’t because I’d be back here today. She asks me to wait, and walks off to consult a nurse, a doctor, someone. I can hear their hushed voices and I feel a little nervous, but am trying to prevent Zoë from destroying Exam Room 3. The tech and nurse return and show me the test results. Progesterone looks great, hCG is 16.2. We won’t really know anything until today’s results come back, but after a brief discussion, the nurse says, “You’re whisper pregnant.” I like that. Besides, I say Pregnant Is Pregnant.

I'm a Big Kid Now

Tonight is Zoe's first night in her "big girl room" - a momentus occasion. For the past several months I've been picking out (with Zoe's help) bed and bath decor, and transforming our guest room and bath into Zoe's new room. Don't worry - I'll post photos.

See, I'd figured that around her second birthday I'd be well on my way to gestating our second child and we definitely wanted to move Zoe out of the nursery before she had a concept of a new baby entering the house. Make the switch about her, an exciting event for her. While the urgency is not exactly there for this move, we just figured what better way to mark her 2nd birthday than by giving her a big girl room!

Nevermind the fact that her birthday falls during spring break, so I am home and can suffer through a few sleepless nights while she adjusts.

We put her down at 7:05. I've already gone in once, BJ's gone in once. Lucky for us, we discovered her ear draining - again - during bath time. We shouldn't be suprised - it's a holiday, after all. Anyway, I wanted to check her temp. BJ wanted to calm her down. This could be a disaster if she's feeling sick. I'll let you know in the morning.

Oh my gosh!

To quote Oswald, one of my least favorite Noggin cartoons. Yes, I know he's voiced by Fred Savage. The show just irritates me.

I digress - "Oh my gosh!" It's March 13th. When was the last time I posted? Yikes. How embarrasing. But, today is a sick day! Here's just a little indication of how we've spent the last few days in this house:



Zoe has an ear infection. Again. Only now doc is suspecting she may have allergies, the congestion from which is winding up in her ears, leading to an infection. At least it's draining because of the tubes. I had a wonderful moment of mommy guilt - she'd had a fever all weekend, and we kept her home Monday to recuperate. But, we thought she was better and her fever was gone Tuesday. So, of course, we sent her to school. Where her fever returned, she had a miserable day, and I had to go pick her up early. Only to discover, of course, that now her ear was pussing all over the place. Great going, Momma!

At this point, Zoe's been out of school most of the week and she's getting bored. She's feeling better today. Really. And I get a chance to use the computer without a 32-lb. toddler hanging from my neck. Hooray! It's supposed to be 54 degrees today (can it be? truly? we can go outside in the sun???), so I think we'll get out the tricycle.

In other news:

• The Sentra has left us for good. May it rest in peace as a donation to Kars 4 Kids.
• We got a new car!!! Well, used, but new to us. A silver 2005 Honda Pilot. I love this car. Very much. And yes - now we have "matching" silver SUVs. We're so suburban.
• I'm not blonde anymore. I got it in my mind to do away with the highlights and shorten up. It ended up darker than I first envisioned, but I actually love it. Very much like the last time I got it colored.
• We're still not pregnant. That's a whole other post. Suffice it to say that I'm becoming resigned to having my children 3 years apart, not 2.

What's new with all of you?