18 Weeks, 3 days

I knew I'd be bad at blogging if I didn't keep up with it regularly. I'm doing this grudgingly but I really want to have record of my pregnancy.
Last week my family and I went to Lake Powell. Being in a swimming suit made me realize just how little my belly has grown. It was frustrating (I hope I don't sound like one of those people that say "oh I'm such a nerd" but really mean "oh I'm really smart." My complaints probably come across as "oh I don't have a belly" as in "oo look at me I'm skinny." Ew! Annoying! So REALLY I just yearn for the growth because I think the pregnancy will feel/seem more real to me once I've got a distinct pregnant tummy).
However it HAS gotten a little bigger over the past 4 days. It seems to have finally sprouted a little.

While in Lake Powell my brother and his girlfriend tried out wakeboarding for...sort of the first time. Apparently they had tried it once or twice before but it had been a while. So Brett and I were trying to coach them on how to do it. It was getting frustrating coaching them since it had been probably about 2 years since I had last tried wakeboarding and I was itching to try it just to make sure the tips I was giving them were accurate. After lots of coercion, Brett finally agreed to let me try it...as long as he was the one driving the boat, going slow. I wouldn't have done it if I thought I would crash but I knew I wouldn't. :) Cocky, I know.Anyhow, we all had a great time in Lake Powell (even though I am still slightly mood-swinging and ended up getting irritated with every single person there at one time or another. Got annoyed with Brett the least though, of course. ha).
Picture: Brett and I at Rainbow Bridge

So I haven't felt any movement yet.....I don't think....

Over the weekend my bosom buddy Lee-uhz (Liz) came up from California where she is currently living. The week prior, my cousin/other bosom buddy returned home from her summer in St. Petersburg. It was so good to have some feminine bonding. :)
They both say that I'm starting to look pregnant. Meh. To me, I think right now I just look like I've had way too many pints of Ben & Jerry's coffee heath bar crunch.

Ultrasound this Thursday!!! We will finally be able to stop calling it, it. SOOOOOO EXCIIIIIITEEEEDDDD!!!

Intro to the wee Tingey

I started officially blogging a few weeks ago on a blog called "Pensieve" (just random thoughts and journal-ing for my own benefit) and decided it would be best to also have one a little more focused....around the babe within. :)

My speculation is that we conceived on May 8th (is that weird to share??). On May 21st I decided to take an at home pregnancy test because I hadn't TECHNICALLY missed my period yet, but was pushing it. My period can come anywhere between every 24 to 30 days and I decided to take the test on day 30. I remember feeling my stomach the day before while I was in the car with my parents, thinking to myself, "what IF??" Brett and I hadn't REALLY been trying but we had decided about 3-4 months prior to leave it in God's hands.

So ANYway. Day 30--May 21st-- I took the test thinking "oh who am I kidding? ME??? PREGNANT?? Naaahh." 10 minutes later, sure enough, 2 little lines. I immediately responded by laughing and saying "Oh my gosh" over and over, which is what I do when I'm completely shocked (this is exactly what happened when Brett proposed until he politely asked that I answer him). I came out in the living room and got Brett's attention, and then just started giggling. He asked what I was laughing about. I tried to give him hints with facial expressions and kept laughing. He wasn't on board. Finally he said "WhAT?!?!???!!" so I showed him the test (for some reason I felt weird just coming out and saying I was pregnant). He laughed and said "What? Are you serious? Noooooo. Maybe it's wrong!??!?"

"Brett. It's not wrong."

"Take another one just in case."

I knew if it predicted negative it could still mean you're pregnant, but if it predicts positive, "your eggo is preggo." I decided to humor him and took a second. It changed!! This time it showed only one!! Just kidding. Ha. It showed two lines aaaaaagain.

We were both bursting at the seams wanting to tell eVeRYoNE. We settled for telling my parents and Brett's mom at dinner before the Celtic Woman concert we were attending together the next day (however I also accidentally told 3 of my best friends as well...oops).
We waited a couple more weeks before telling the rest of our families.

On June 29th we had our first official Doctor's appointment where we heard the heartbeat and even got to see it wiggling around like a real baby! So neat.

July 29th we had our second appointment where we just checked to make sure the heart was doing well AND made our appointment for the find-out-what-the-heck-it-is appointment! (Sept. 2--about 4 weeks from now).

So here we are: 3 vomiting sessions (about 500 NEAR-vomiting sessions), hours of laziness due to fatigue, and 15 weeks later (and happy to be finished with the vomiting, but still experiencing occasional mild nausea).

Names we have picked out:

Boy - Phippen Hans (We know. You probably hate it)
- Asher (middle name T.B.D.)
Girl - Penelope Ann
- Ruby Jeanette (for our second girl if we have one)