Thursday, April 27, 2006

What was that noise?

If at about 1:25 eastern time you heard a shrill noise or felt a disturbance in the force, it was my fault. It was the sound of my 7th period finding out I was pregnant. 15 highly mature but always very intersted in my personal life girls shrieking with joy.

My plan had been to wait until after the AP exam, or at least until after my next doctor appointment this coming Monday. But alas, the belly gave me away. It just seems to have popped over Spring Break and it's been very hard to hide.

So today, there was all kind of excited chit chat going on in the corner during 4th period. It was coming from a boy mostly. Finally I overheard him say, "I just want to know! I can't stand it!"

I said "Joe, what is your problem?"

"Nothing. Nothing, Mrs. Abigail," he says.

"Just out with it Joe."

"Are you pregnant?"

At this point, I should have made him sweat. I should have looked hurt. Should have said something about eating too much pizza over the weekend. Instead I just smiled and said yes. After the celebration, I kindly informed Joe that he should NEVER EVER ask a woman that unless he is 100% sure of the answer because he had just basically called me fat. But it was cute nonetheless.

So, for the rest of the day I just told my classes because it was weird for one class to know and not the others. I still have 1st and 2nd period tomorrow, but I'm going to guess they will have already heard when they get there.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

13 weeks, 3 days, and counting

I have the best blogging audience ever. Know why? Because you totally took my cue on the "don't ask, don't tell" IVF policy. Thanks a zillion.

Anyway, I am so friggin thrilled to announce that I am in fact pregnant -- and even into my second trimester.

Along the way I have had ultrasounds at 5 weeks 4 days, 7 weeks 1 day, and 8 weeks 4 days along with a heartbeat doppler check at 11 weeks, 4 days. Every time things looked fine. None of this has actually kept me from worrying.

And, because, like polite people, you will also ask how I feel: I feel pretty good. I haven't puked a single time. I have been totally exhausted and the digestive system has been on a strike, but otherwise I've been pretty lucky (which really was just another reason for me to worry throughout the 1st trimester).

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Could you hear the sigh of relief where you were?

WWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
HHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Spring Break is here!

Finally!

I slept in until 7 am this morning. It's the best I could do. Tonight we are headed to Denver on a fact finding mission. We'll be looking for a place to live, but are assuming it will take at least a second trip, especially since we still haven't nailed down if we are buying or renting.

Then on Wednesday we will fly to Houston to be with my family over Easter.

I will not grade papers. I will not plan lessons. I might not even read a history book.