baby tales

Here I am. 7 weeks pregnant. I decided that I would create a blog to journal my pregnancy so that I can share these memories with our baby. This is the second time I am pregnant this year. The first one I lost at 8 weeks earlier this year.

Once we got the okay from our doctor to try again, we did try again and we succeeded at our first attempt. I really didn’t think that we would get lucky on our first try. It took us 9 months to get lucky the last time. So, when I was waiting for my period to come, I thought I was just late. Then the nausea kicked in for the first time while my husband and I was driving in to see my cousin and his band, Strangeway, play in the city. In the Holland Tunnel I felt queasy. I attributed to my husband’s driving and the stop and go of the traffic or possibly the fumes from the cars outside. When I got the same queasy feeling the next morning, I thought maybe this is it. I didn’t want to get my hopes high for fear of disappointment and Vin was the same way when I told him my suspicions. Thank God, I had a left over pregnancy test and it confirmed it. I was pregnant!

My husband and I decided to think positive. We decided to tell people as soon as we learned since last time we decided not to tell people due to that superstitious tale that we might be counting our chick before it hatches. Well, despite us not telling, the chick still didn’t hatch. In my mind, I might have been preparing myself for disappointment and it was disappointment I felt in the end. We decided to change our tactic. We are not preparing for the worst but hoping for the best. Just like The Secret, we plan to surround ourselves with positive images and positive energy so that this baby comes to full term. (No, we are not proponents of The Secret. I haven’t read the book.)

This time is really sensitive though. We lost the last baby around this time. I afraid to go in the bathroom and see blood. I breathe a sigh of relief when I don’t. I am so relieved to know that my breasts are still sore and I am still experiencing nausea. Funny, what you can be grateful for.