I'm pregnant. Or rather, I AM PREGNANT! AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!
(Does it seem like everyone is pregnant right now? I swear, I may have actually just caught it.)
I waited to tell you -- I waited to tell just about everyone, actually -- not just until I was out of the first trimester, but until I had also gotten the results of our genetic tests back. Because beyond just the regular WHAT IF THIS HAPPENS terror of the first trimester that pregnant ladies go through, I am also a carrier of a genetic disorder that casts a shadow on the very idea of getting pregnant.
We were very lucky with Eve and I was convinced I couldn't be so lucky twice. But I was wrong, and we are lucky, and I can now breathe a sigh of relief and just worry about the stuff that normal pregnant ladies worry about.
WE ARE GOING TO HAVE ANOTHER BABY!
Actually, since I've been in this suspended state of knowing-but-not-believing it, it's kind of like I just found out about this little thing inside me. But it's there, and it's fine and well and growing and I heard the heartbeat yesterday and I guess it's really real.
Come May, Eve is going to have a little brother.
So...Crazy! And now that the cat's finally out of the bag, prepare to be regaled with stories of the first trimester, which involved some general nausea and very strong, very specific food cravings centering around all things sugar: cake, pie, chocolate, cookies, popsicles, and pineapple. That extra tonnage of Halloween candy? Gone.
You will also get to hear about the longest week ever, which featured a doctor I wanted to kick in the head. Also the story of another doctor who, after explaining to us how I have a very reclusive cervix, did not think that Ish's "YOU HAVE THE J.D. SALINGER OF CERVIXES" was funny. (Wrong.)
I seem to be a lot more relaxed in general this time around, too. I am about a thousand times less concerned over all the little things that made me crazy the first time, and am making a concerted effort to try to actually enjoy this pregnancy (since it will VERY likely be the last one) rather than spend the entire time terrified that I'm doing something wrong.
Overall, we're very happy, we're very excited, and I might also sort of be wondering how much chocolate cake I can eat between now and May.