First Message From the Mommy

I have no idea where to even start.  Kevin's been talking about starting this blog for a long time and now we've finally done it.  Being a mother is something I've wanted my whole life, in my family I would probably be known as the baby hog.  If there is a baby around, I want to be holding it, snuggling with it and taking in the wonderful baby smell.  I'm still having a hard time wrapping my head around the idea of having our own child, it truly is a lifelong dream come true.  I will never forget seeing the positive on the pregnancy test.  So many emotions running through my head, I couldn't believe  I was actually pregnant, I was ecstatic, I was scared, I was nervous and I couldn't wait to tell Kevin who was sitting in the next room that we were going to be parents.  Although we were planning this baby, we were both shocked.  We didn't know what to expect, but we didn't think it would happen so quickly.  I went to Kevin with the test and said "so I'm pretty sure this is a positive"...I could barely talk, Kevin said "don't those things take time?".  I told him the box said to wait 3 minutes, but I didn't need more than 5 seconds to know that it was positive, I saw it turn right before my own two eyes.  We laughed, we hugged, we kissed and we were both in disbelief---Kevin went back to watching TV and I just sat in shock and awe.  We were going to have our own baby swan!!  We were headed to dinner with the Trauscht's and we quickly formulated a plan to stay calm throughout dinner and for me to turn down my usual glass of wine without giving ourselves away.  Kevin was also formulating a plan about how I would take the second test when we got back, just to make sure...I didn't need further confirmation, but the second test proved to be no different.  

To say that I've had it easy so far in this pregnancy is an understatement.  We didn't have a hard time getting pregnant and I've had no morning sickness, the worst I've had to deal with is fatigue and I'm not sure how much of that I can blame on the pregnancy.  Kevin would say that I'm always tired, was before I was pregnant, still am--although it has gotten better now that we're into the second trimester.  We waited 3 weeks to tell our families, which were the longest weeks of my life.  I was bursting to tell everyone, and when the chance finally came tears were shed, hugs and laughs were shared and everyone was happy.  Life has continued to move along, we've moved Kona out of her warm digs in the office and into the laundry room.  We've emptied out the office in preparation of it becoming the nursery.  As I type we are having carpet installed upstairs, our house is transforming and preparing for our new arrival in October.  I can't wait to start filling the nursery with bright colors, furniture, toys and tiny clothes.  We are anxiously awaiting getting to see our baby swan for the first time on May 14th and finding out if it's a boy or a girl.  I really have no gut feeling to what gender it is, nor do I care, although I do hear from Kevin often "boy, boy, boy, very tall boy"...I just want a  healthy baby.  I think no matter what gender it is I'm in trouble, Kevin will be putty in their hand and I will forever be the mean parent.  Just ask Furry Swan who gives her what she wants more!