Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Tell Me Lies, Tell Me Sweet Little Lies...

Written on June 15, 2010
I would like to start off this post by declaring myself to be possibly the worst liar in the history of lying.  I cannot believe, with all of the lies we’ve been telling (Sorry, friends!) that no one has figured out our secret.
It all started last week, when we had plans to meet some friends for drinks.  I worried about it all day (Me?  Worry? Never.) and finally came up with a plan.  Dan needed to get there before me (not normally a problem, as I am ALWAYS late) and order me a cranberry and water with lime in a big girl glass, in the hopes that it would look like a cranberry vodka.  I think it must have worked, because no one asked any questions.
Fast forward a few days to the weekend.  Dan was out of town on a friend’s bachelor party, and I was going to be in Charlotte for the next two weeks for work, so I decided to just head to my parents house a few days early and get some relaxing pool time in.  My Dad started calling me as soon as I was off work Friday night saying that he couldn’t wait to have a beverage by the pool Saturday afternoon when I got there.  I concocted some story about how I was on a new diet that my trainer wrote for me and I wasn’t supposed to drink, but that vodka (read: water) cranberries didn’t have many calories so I could have a few of those.  I have now been in Charlotte for a few days and am very clearly not on a diet, as I have been eating everything I can get my hands on.  Hopefully they haven’t noticed. J
We are going to spend Father’s Day with the Baums in Charlotte, so Dan is planning to come to Charlotte as soon as Session adjourns Saturday morning Friday (I am still crossing my fingers for an early adjournment because I want him to come sooner!).  We originally decided to wait until after our first doctor’s appointment to tell our families, but after a LOT of work I FINALLY convinced Dan that we should tell them this weekend, even though our appointment with the doctor isn’t until Monday morning.  I know he’ll want to be present to tell both sets of parents, and we know we’ll see his family for the 4th of July, but we’re not sure when we’ll see my parents again and I just can’t stand it any longer.  More to come on how we decided to tell our parents and their reactions! 
By my calculation (and the help of quite a few handy “due date calculators” – thanks, Andrea!), I am almost 7 weeks at this point.  We’ll see if I’m right on Monday when we see the doctor!  I am so excited for this appointment to confirm the pregnancy, and have been hoping and praying that they do an ultrasound so we can see our little guy or girl.  I read today that the baby is the size of a sweet pea!  It’s hard to believe how fast they grow.  A woman’s body is truly incredible!  I feel great – only a little bit of nausea so far (knock on wood that it stays that way!).  The only real changes I’ve noticed are that I’m exhausted all of the time, I use the bathroom A LOT, and I feel like I eat the equivalent of a house daily.  I will say that I’ve been missing caffeine.  A lot.  And wine.  Also a lot (sooooo thirsty).  Shocking, I know. 
I’m counting down the minutes until Dan arrives and we can tell our parents!  Until next time…
Sarah

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