December 2005

December 2005 had been a busy month for us.

On December 3rd, we found out that we were pregnant. It was a Saturday morning and I decided to give EPT a try. It said 'Pregnant'. No way. Maybe I did it wrong. So, I took another test. Pregnant. I took both tests downstairs to show Huzbend. We were in shock. We were very pessimisstic in those first days. We both were careful not to get TOO excited in case, "something happened." We also decided not to tell anyone until after the 3 month mark and we wouldn't tell anyone unless it was face to face. We just didn't want to do it over the phone.

In the middle of December, Huzbend woke me obscenely early one day and told me to get in the car. It was suspiciously close to my birthday. I thought, maybe he's taking me to go see some moose. You see, I had never seen a moose for real. I always wanted to. It's one of those touristy things that you can do back east. We got on the highway and he kept turning on the blinker to make me think that we were turning and then he wouldn't. Stuff like that. We finally started heading toward the airport.

We parked in the long term lot and got out of the car. There were suitcases hidden in the back of our truck.
"Do you know where we're goin?" he asked.
"Um, not really." I answered tentatively.
He pulled a blue packet out of his pocket that had sparklies on it.
"Go ahead. Open it up." he said with a smile.
It was information about Disneyland. He was taking me to Disneyland for my birthday.
What an awesome dude he is.

The trip was great. My mom called to wish me Happy Birthday. She knew about the trip. I was talking to her while waiting for Huzbend to get off of Space Mountain. I was a bit depressed because I didn't want to chance anything happening to the baby, so I would not be able to ride my favorite rides. She asked me how the trip was going and that she was so excited for me. I told her, and I quote, "I don't know. Disneyland is great, but I don't think I'm going to be able to ride any of the rides." She answered back with, "What??!?! But, why??" Um. Duh. She didn't know I was pregnant. I quickly answered back that the park was busy and the lines were long. Phew. That was a close one. From that day on, I decided that I would have to forego any contact with my mom until it was telling time. It was just too easy for me to slip up.

There were plenty of hormonally induced emotional breakdowns. I remember watching the fireworks show at Disneyland and crying through most of it. It was because I was thinking to myself that one day we would be able to share these experiences with a child. I kept picturing us walking out of the park hand in hand and having the kid look up at me and tell me that it was one of the best moments of their entire life. "Gee. Thanks Mom & Dad. You're the greatest."

I was absolutely starving all of the time. I put away more food than Huzbend, if you can believe that. Anyone that knows him knows that he eats, like, twelve meals a day. I had to eat every 2 hours or so. What better place to be than Disneyland when you've got the pregnancy munchies. On every corner there is some kind of tasty treat just calling your name.

There were also some bouts of queasiness. One really bad one while waiting in the airport to get back home. That one was so bad that I actually cried. But, you know what, I never puked. Not once. Shhhheeeeeee-raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Christmas was next. We traveled to see relatives. It was really hard not to tell anyone that we were expecting. The good thing about it was that I ate A LOT. Yummy.

For New Years, we went to visit Mike & his family at his parents house.

We decided that we were gonna go to this pizza joint that was near where our first apartment was. Where we were living at the time, there was NO good pizza to be found. So, I was soooooo psyched about eating that pizza. I wanted it so badly. We got to the restaurant. It was open, but they were only serving their "New Years Eve Menu" and pizza wasn't on it. I hate when restaurants do that. They create this cheesy special event menu and charge you three times what you would pay for the same meal on a normal day. I was so disappointed.

At five minutes before midnight they handed round the champagne flukes for the 'ball drop'. I couldn't say no. It would be suspicious. Even though Huzbend and I don't drink, it's only polite to take a sip of champagne at New Years. Anyways, I made sure to position myself at the back of the room so I could try to ditch the glass somewhere. I remember counting down with the clock on Dick Clark's Rockin' New Years Eve broadcast. "3....2.....1......HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" Everyone around me gave a hearty cheer and threw back their champagne. I remember Huzbend giving me a look, as if to say, "Don't you DARE!" Like I would. Sometimes he can be such a silly head. I mean would I really jeopardize the baby with a drink of champagne (which I don't even like) after I had to give up a ride on freakin' Splash Mountain, my all-time favorite Disney ride? I think not. That kinda sounds bad, huh? Oh well. It's the truth.

We spent the night at a fancy hotel. Oh. Here's some advice for you all. Do NOT spend the night at a hotel that has banquet facilities on New Years Eve. There were drunk people running up and down the halls until about 3am.

Since then, the year has been a whirlwind of change. But, you know about all that so I won't bore you again with it.

This New Years, things are a bit different. We're at home. Huzbend is in the other room playing Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess on the Wii. I think he's put about 35 hours into it so far. He's had this week as vacation. K-T is asleep in her swing taking her big afternoon nap.

Tonight, we'll have some nice sirloin steaks that we got as an Xmas present from Mike & family. Maybe there'll be some green beans and sweet potatoes. We'll chill out. We'll play with the baby. Then she'll be put to bed. I wonder how the "New Years Rockin' Eve" works out here?

The clock will strike twelve. Huzbend and I will kiss and then we'll fall asleep.

This next year should be even more interesting than the last. I can guarantee it.