That’s right, folks! The Littlest Di Julio is on his/her way, much to the shock and amazement of all our family members and close friends (and me).
Now, I’m sure you have a lot of questions, so let me answer them as best I can. These are just the basic ones, though; any other questions or comments are graciously accepted below!
How far along are you?
9 1/2 weeks! Yes, I know it’s early and common wisdom says to keep quiet until after the first trimester in case anything happens, but folks are finding out because I can’t lie when they ask, so we figured we should go ahead and make it official. Besides, my mother might explode if she has to keep it a secret any longer.
When are you due?
I haven’t had my dating ultrasound yet, but it’ll be mid-May. If my calculations are correct — I’m 99.9% sure which day It Happened — Baby Di Julio will be born on or right next to Daddy’s birthday, May 20th.
Was this planned or a “happy accident”?
Planned! We decided last fall that it’s time to start our family, and it took almost a year for us to conceive. Not that we were ultra-strict in our efforts (no calendars or temperature-taking); it was more about us building our intimacy than OMGMUSTSEXFORBABIES.
Do you want a boy or a girl?
We’re happy either way, although we both strongly feel like we’ll have a girl. Only time will tell, though (and yes, we will find out the gender — whenever that happens).
How are you feeling?
I am proud to report that I haven’t thrown up once. I’ve certainly wanted to throw up, but I refuse. Mostly, I just feel motion sick all the time (looking at digital screens makes it worse, which is why I haven’t been online much), and I’ve been sleeping 10-12 hours a night. Suuuper lucky, I know. The current struggle is figuring out how to eat. While I don’t have cravings/aversions per se, what doesn’t make me gag changes every day. What worked yesterday may be awful today. I’m told this goes away. Lord, let it be so — I’m tired of eating all these carbs. (Now there’s a sentence no one’s ever said before.)
No, but how are you feeling?
Weird? It’s no secret that until last fall, I never wanted children. To have that suddenly 180 and to now be hosting one is hard. Like, where most girls name their future kids in kindergarten, I’m having to come to terms with the idea of Being A Mom at a 30-year disadvantage. It both feels too real and not real at all. I’m nervous and scared, mostly. I also feel selfish and broken because I’m anxious about “my life being over” and because “I don’t love my baby yet.” But, I will say that excitement and joy are gaining ground. Prayer helps, as does talking to other(!) moms. It’s a process, and I’m trying not to rush to where I think I “should” be and instead be where I am without expectation.
Do you need anything?
People keep asking me this, but I don’t know what to say. Of course we need Baby Things, but after Googling what medicine and I can and can’t take during pregnancy, I’m terrified to look up even the most mundane of lists. Basic furniture has been spoken for, and Mom is already buying onesies. One thing I know I can certainly use, however, is advice on maternity clothes that don’t make me look like I escaped from PT Barnum’s shed. If you’re dead-set on helping out or just want to send a card, email me, and we’ll talk.
Aaaaand I think that’s it. For now, anyway.
If there’s anything else you’d like to know or secret handshakes I’m supposed to learn or suchlike, please leave a comment below or email me!
As always, possums, I appreciate your company on this new grand adventure.
30 weeks and counting…