Baby Busby

I decided to start this blog to share news, updates, thoughts, worries, prayers, etc. for Baby Busby. I'd also like to write notes to the baby so that when he/she is older they can look back and see how much they were loved... even before they were born!

So just in case the first paragraph didn't sink in -- TAD AND I ARE EXPECTING. Wow. To type that makes it sink in a tiny bit more.

Now for some back story... Tad and I said when we first got married that we would start trying to start a family after our 5 year anniversary. Then the baby bug hit us... well let me correct that statement. I've always had the baby bug. I just love, love, love babies, especially since Lilli and Avery were born. And for whatever reason I'm like the baby expert with friends. Not sure why, maybe because of being around Abby, but it's pretty funny. With all the baby knowledge and warm and fuzzies that come with the little bundle of joy, it has always been a struggle between wanting to do life before children stuff (travel abroad, weekend trips with friends, SLEEP) and starting a family. Tad, on the other hand, has been somewhat ready for a while. Maybe it's the age thing, maybe it's because his parents are older. He never said, "We gotta do this." and I didn't feel any pressure, but I knew he was worried about being the old man on the baseball field with his kid. (Not that he even looks his age or anything.) So long story a tiny bit shorter, we decided a couple of months ago that we'd start trying in December and booked a beach trip. I couldn't really wrap my mind around it, but I figured it's a good a time as any and surely it will take a couple of months to make things happen. A big part of it was making sure I was at GP for a year because after that I get 100% maternity leave for 6 weeks, instead of 50% (if you're there less than a year). I got my IUD out the beginning of December so my body would have a chance to get back to normal and we were diligent with back up protection until our trip. Of course closer to vacation I pull up ovulation calculators and realize that Dec 19 - 25th (our trip dates) was the perfect time to make a baby. Wowsers. Still, I thought there's no way it would happen that quickly, especially after having the Mirena for 3+ years which has a small amount of hormones.

BABY DISCOVERY

Well, Cancun, Mexico was fantastic (I would love to take a trip like that the week before Christmas every year... hint, hint Tad) and I came back wondering what would happen. I was supposed to start January 1st and I was surprisingly relaxed about not taking an early detection pregnancy test. There started to be signs though... my breasts were really sore (which is a PMS symptom, but I'll talk about that in a later post...) and on NYE we were supposed to meet my co-worker, Kate, at the dog park and I woke up with serious number 2 issues, which is weird because I have a stomach of steel. I mean, I was in the bathroom like 7 or 8 times. That night, we celebrated bringing in the New Year at Paris on Ponce with our small group. At the end of the party, Matt was nice enough to take us home with the Gossmanns and Wendy in tow. Of course, we had told them the whole deal about trying. So when we got home, someone mentioned taking a pregnancy test. It sounded like a good idea at the time so I did it. And it was negative, even though it said it would detect up to 4 days before the first day of your period. Tad and I agreed that it would be a good story to get pregnant the first time we tried so we were both a tiny bit disappointed in the results but we both thought - there's always next month, and next month, and next month. ;) I knew there was a small chance it could be wrong though... I had already been on babycenter.com and knew that I could be testing too early and the hcg levels are highest in the morning. I decided to re-test after I missed my period.

A couple of days passed and next thing you know it's Wednesday, the 5th, and Tad calls me at work to let me know his grandmother (Nola Busby) passed away. I come home so we can go to Louisiana and while I'm packing I decide to take a test with me. I figured if I ended up being pregnant, we would tell his parents while we were there (since we agreed that's news you share in person). Thursday morning I got up and couldn't stand it any longer. I wanted to MAKE SURE it was accurate so I snuck a Solo cup from the kitchen and dipped that pee stick right in there while I timed it 20 seconds. :) I put the instructions over the stick and made myself brush my teeth before I looked at it again. Talk about suspense. I just knew I was pregnant though. My body had been so weird (with continuous digestion issues) and no sign of TOM. So I pulled the paper back and yep, a big ol' + sign. :) I remember saying outloud, "I knew it!". I called Tad and said, "I told you I was." He teared up and gave me a hug. It was a very sweet moment. I think the next thing out of his mouth was "when should we tell momma and daddy?" Haha. Tad is almost as bad as my dad on keeping secrets. We ended up telling them about an hour later. They were surprised and happy. We also told Tammie and David (Tad's sis and brother-in-law) while we were there. I think it was hard for all of us not to include Sarah and Jacob (our niece and nephew) in on the discussion (especially Sarah because she's a baby lover), but I want to keep it to a small number of people knowing because you never know what can happen in the first couple of months.

Today I'm 5 weeks and a couple of days pregnant by doctor's calculations. (The weird due date determination by the first day of your last period plus forty weeks just in case the math isn't adding up in your head.) That makes my due date Sept 12th. No morning sickness yet, but I've been peeing every 5 minutes (due to all of the hormones), have had moments of nausea and boy, sometimes I feel like I've been run over by a truck because I'm exhausted. All good signs my spawn is developing in there so I don't mind those symptoms much! I've been obsessed with reading articles online and everything you can find out about a 5 week old embryo. That's a good thing and a bad thing because you read about ALL the things that have to go right for things to be normal. I just can't help myself though. I called today to make an appointment at Intown Midwifery but with the snow and ice here in Atlanta at the moment I think they were closed. I'm looking forward to my first appointment, hearing the heartbeat and seeing the little tadpole (haha!). Thanks for reading and being a part of baby Busby's life already!