Oh boy!

Thursday December 29th is a big day in our house! We're going to find out if pumpkin is a boy or girl. I'm already convinced it's a boy because Tarik has some special connection with God and I think they had a talk and decided that I needed to have a boy first. 12:45 is the time our world changes. I'm a little nervous because I liked not knowing. There's something about those precious moments before secrets are revealed, they're just so pure, they stand alone without any outside influence or knowledge. But that's not an option, if Tarik analyzes the heartbeat one more time I think he might explode.

First let me say thank God! This is an important appointment, the nurse is taking images of pumpkin's heart, kidneys, spine, liver, brain, counting baby's 10 fingers and toes and everything is in order. But before she finished hubby asks that question again..."is is true that if the baby's heartbeat is fast it's boy?" The nurse realizes that if she's going to have his full attention she better reveal the sex....so she does which pumpkin was showing off like a trophy. Oh that's a boy alright!! Insert full belly laugh, cheers of "that's a Minor boy alright", more laughs. Son your daddy just won the lottery! God smiles at holding up his end of the bargain, I'm still not sure what Tarik has to do?

I'm a little slower to warm, to be honest, not because I don't LOVE you more than anything but because the secret is out and I'm not sure about boys because I'm not one. I know I'll be a wonderful mommy to my boy and I'm sure he'll scream for his mommy when he falls for the first time on the ground and in love!

Cheers to Baby Boy Minor!! We already love you so much!

Christmas Break Part 1

First off for my loyal followers, lol, let me say I'm sorry for the lapse of posts. I've been spending my free moments with my nose in books. I've gotten through the Green Mile, pregnancy books in-between and now I'm reading Wicked. No excuses though, I'll be happy to forget those books one day in exchange for a log of my life before, planning for, and anticipating my first child. So I'm going to pretend it's the holidays and catch you up. In fact hold please, Sounds of the Season On demand television would be an appropriate music choice.

So we had a wonderful Christmas break. One week together, with both families, and lots of friends. First to the house of calories A.K.A. my mom and dad's house for a little relaxation and lots of love. We went to a Christmas party where I had baby bump envy, because there was a woman there ready to pop. I desired to not just look fat but instead pregnant but I supressed that want because I know I'll have my time when I can't see my feet, need help getting up, and feel a foot in my ribs on occasion. It was a wonderful four days, got to see a good friend and her family, exercised with mom, watched lifetime Christmas movies, and ate my favorite feast, seafood. As usual seeing my mommy was a necessary recharge from several months away from that person who's loved me since I made my debut on this earth. I can only hope that my baby feels the same way one day!





Merry Christmas!



Tasha and Mel

Christmas Break Part 2

The Wednesday before Christmas I kissed mom and dad goodbye and we took the hour drive to the inlaws. I know this is going to be another fun filled time, even more so because their first grand baby is cooking in the oven. The first thing on the agenda is a little shopping before going home for lunch. You would have thought my hubby was the pregnant one as he made us stop on the way for a hot dog because he was starving. LOL, it was a funny moment I wanted to remember, I digress. The Minors raved over the baby bump and even put up a stocking for pumpkin, which was blue, I'm not sure what that color choice was about. ;-)

The next day they planned a party so we could meet some of their good friends. It was a delicious soupfest and no different than usual gatherings at the Minor's house plenty of food, plenty of love and toasts, and countless prayers.

That evening we were going to freeze with the Kirsch and Cody families. My best friend and little sister at "Ice" at the Gaylord Palms. All I have to say is 9 degrees, surrounded by millions of pounds of beautifully carved ice.

 I was a little salty when I couldn't slide down the ice slide, sorry Pumpkin, because I'm sure you'll slide down much more dangerous slides in your lifetime. I wanted to show you a good time...LOL! It was really wonderful catching up. Always laugh the hardest with my girls, good friends last forever!

The rest of the trip was just as fulfilling, spent some quality time with my favourite little sister and met her new beau. She's going to be engaged by summer, mark my words people. I'll skip around to Christmas morning...

Big things popping! We opened gifts and everyone felt the love that went into the choices. It was my first Christmas Day with the Minors and pumpkin and I had a blast.

They treat me like a daughte/sister and I can't ask for anything more!

Excuse me but I think I have to....

vomit.   As the phlebotomist was about to stick the needle in my arm, I looked up and said those exact words.  He gently lead me down the hall showed me to the bathroom that I barely made and there was lunch!  Not on a plate but in the toilet.  Homemade shrimp lo-mien that I probably shouldn't have eaten because it didn't taste right going down.  Of course embarrassed and very apologetic, I still had to give blood.  Which I did gracefully and left apologizing until I closed the door behind me.

Unfortunately that was just the beginning of a very rough day.  I couldn't hold anything down, including water, and then the dry heaves.  No fun...but as I go to bed I know the worst is behind me.


No pictures for this one....you're welcome.  I probably could have left this post out as well....but you know me!!  ;-)  

Not all doctor's appointments are the same

We decided on a OB group with about 4 doctors and I have to meet them all before giving birth. Technically you never know who's going to be standing at my feet getting the real first glance at my baby.  So we met Dr. Lorraine Rodriguez....Ugh, not a big fan.  First she was 45 minutes late, not very personable, stuck to business, and announced all my negative test results like any second she could drop some bad news.  She didn't, thank God,  but I wasn't sure until all was said and done.  She answered a couple of questions, listened to button's heartbeat, which was strong and slowing down as it should, and said nice to meet you.  In 15 minutes she was gone and I was on my way to give blood.

Oh well...you know how it goes, she'll be the one to deliver our baby.  Guess I better bring cupcakes!
   

Maternity clothes 101

I really don't need them just yet but I decided Black Friday might be a good day to see what's available for my growing belly.  I found MATERNITY PANTS, which I must ask where have you been all my life?  For example, after Thanksgiving dinner, any big meal, once a month, or ANY day I just feel fat!   Guess those aren't appropriate times but I can see a future for these pants!  LOL....just joking but they are wonderful. 

So I bought my first pair in black which I can foresee getting a lot of wash and wear.  Next week I meet with our station's consultant to talk, "how to be pregnant and still look professional on TV."   Should be fun but I can see my bank account taking a hit!   I also have a donation coming from a friend looking to get rid of some maternity clothes so hopefully I've already started the journey of dressing my stomach gracefully.  

The secret is out...

Since the last doctor's appointment was such a success it's time to tell the world we're pregnant.   And because this child has two parents on the news the world is an overstatement but it's not far fetched.  We'd figured out a plan to break the news during the 8am hour of the Morning Show.  A very ambitious, excited producer wanted to do it much bigger than I thought it deserved but I went along with the grandiose agenda of big baby breaking news!  It would be fun mainly because I was sharing the news with my TV family, who has really grown on me over the years.  They drive you crazy like family but in the end you love them and really would do most things for them.

So at the top of the hour we throw up a sonogram picture with button doing his/her thing, and the fun begins.   Huge surprise except for the people who swore they knew...which was everyone on Facebook and a few co-workers.  Nevertheless the secret is officially out and I can breathe a big belly sigh of relief!

We're out!

No more belts, no more Spanx, no more saying "boy am I getting fat" and "I sure am bloated today!"  That's not bloat that's a baby!!