Another month has flown by! Not too many updates to relay... but things are certainly changing in our household.
First, we're really settling into the idea of moving towards the end of the summer. We submitted our housing application to Columbia for subsidized housing with a few specific requests. We are eagerly (some people more than others) awaiting them to respond. According to the information they provided, they will send us three floor plans... and we get to choose between them. Callooh Callay (anyone?)!
My midterms are done with (phew) and I now have about three and a half weeks left in the semester to write about 50-60 pages worth of term papers. Yikes. Ian is working so very diligently to finish up his dissertation before we go to Honduras next month, just under a month. You might say we're a little harried and stressed right now!
The really big news is that we're expecting a baby! Since only family read this (it's now quite 'out' yet, so keep it mum), I feel fine saying this! If you follow my personal blog you'll know that we decided to start trying in March, and by trying, I mean, not actively trying to prevent pregnancy - no rhyme or reason here.
I had a pre-conception appointment with my gynecologist last Friday (March 18th) and she did a pregnancy test just to check, and it came up negative. Ian and I shrugged our shoulders and talked about tracking dates and my temperature next month as a possibility. We hadn't been tracking any of my dates or times before trying, so it wasn't a big surprise.
On Sunday I was feeling really off. I really needed to walk and to be alone, so at about eight in the evening I drove over to Target (retail therapy and I love Target, so don't judge!) and walked around the store looking at things for about an hour. I picked up a pack of pregnancy tests on a whim, along with a few other things, and headed back home. Ian and I cooked dinner together, and I took a pregnancy test right before bed. And it was positive. Bah? I'm pretty sure I screamed at Ian and then there was some general jumping up and down. All I could say all night was, "Wow." The shock has worn off a very little bit, but I keep having to go through a mental checklist of my body to believe it's actually real: two positive tests, the bloaties, and a slew of physical/body symptoms that no one really wants to read about (or hear about, you can ask Ian all about that!).
I had gone a little pregnancy crazy before we found out about the positive test (I'm a planner that loves to shop, so shush!), so we have a small library of prenatal workout and yoga DVDs, a few pregnancy books... and Ian has a doula/birthing partner book (lucky dog!).
So, hopefully goes well with our pea in the pod. We'll probably "announce" in a month when I'm a little further along. To the best we can figure, we're due 11/27/2011.
First, we're really settling into the idea of moving towards the end of the summer. We submitted our housing application to Columbia for subsidized housing with a few specific requests. We are eagerly (some people more than others) awaiting them to respond. According to the information they provided, they will send us three floor plans... and we get to choose between them. Callooh Callay (anyone?)!
My midterms are done with (phew) and I now have about three and a half weeks left in the semester to write about 50-60 pages worth of term papers. Yikes. Ian is working so very diligently to finish up his dissertation before we go to Honduras next month, just under a month. You might say we're a little harried and stressed right now!
The really big news is that we're expecting a baby! Since only family read this (it's now quite 'out' yet, so keep it mum), I feel fine saying this! If you follow my personal blog you'll know that we decided to start trying in March, and by trying, I mean, not actively trying to prevent pregnancy - no rhyme or reason here.
I had a pre-conception appointment with my gynecologist last Friday (March 18th) and she did a pregnancy test just to check, and it came up negative. Ian and I shrugged our shoulders and talked about tracking dates and my temperature next month as a possibility. We hadn't been tracking any of my dates or times before trying, so it wasn't a big surprise.
On Sunday I was feeling really off. I really needed to walk and to be alone, so at about eight in the evening I drove over to Target (retail therapy and I love Target, so don't judge!) and walked around the store looking at things for about an hour. I picked up a pack of pregnancy tests on a whim, along with a few other things, and headed back home. Ian and I cooked dinner together, and I took a pregnancy test right before bed. And it was positive. Bah? I'm pretty sure I screamed at Ian and then there was some general jumping up and down. All I could say all night was, "Wow." The shock has worn off a very little bit, but I keep having to go through a mental checklist of my body to believe it's actually real: two positive tests, the bloaties, and a slew of physical/body symptoms that no one really wants to read about (or hear about, you can ask Ian all about that!).
I had gone a little pregnancy crazy before we found out about the positive test (I'm a planner that loves to shop, so shush!), so we have a small library of prenatal workout and yoga DVDs, a few pregnancy books... and Ian has a doula/birthing partner book (lucky dog!).
So, hopefully goes well with our pea in the pod. We'll probably "announce" in a month when I'm a little further along. To the best we can figure, we're due 11/27/2011.
