He's escaped!

Brian is out of town again this weekend working. He was out of town last weekend, is gone this weekend and will be gone again in 2 weeks. Three out of 4 weekends. Hmmm.
He says that he hates being away on the weekends but I think it is a welcome respite from his rapidly enlarging wife who is usually either grumpy, hungry or both. Who shoves her feet (albeit really nice feet) in his lap as soon as he sits on the couch in the evenings and then complains that he is paying more attention to Pearl. Oh yes, and who falls asleep at 7:45pm on average and apparently snores now.
Yes, now that I really think about it...I figure I can expect lots more business trips over the next 7 months!

First Doctor's Appointment

I had my first doctor's appointment on Monday, July 16th. I told Brian not to come because I figured I was only about 4 weeks and there is not much they can do at that point other than give you a blood test to confirm you are pregnant. Plus I knew they were going to weigh me and after a weekend with the Petersons, no man needs to see his wife's post-binge weight.
After answering all the routine questions, the nurse practitioner decided to give me an ultra-sound to determine exactly how pregnant I was. She mentioned that since I was not very far along, we wouldn't be able to see much so my expectations were low. Imagine my surprise when as soon as she put the monitor to my belly the heart beat popped up! I was completely overwhelmed and my first thought was how disappointed Brian was going to to be. It turns out that we were already 7 weeks pregnant! This means that we got pregnant the first month we started trying, on our one year wedding anniversary to be exact. Needless to say, Brian has been congratulating "himself" quite a bit (you all know the specific area to which I am referring). The heart beat seemed to be pretty fast which is leading me to believe it will be a girl. Poor Brian, between Pearl, me and a baby girl...he will be toast!

Finding out

We found out we were pregnant on Monday, July 9th. I had come home from yoga and was dying to take a test even though I thought it was fairly early in the whole process. Brian was outside putzing around in the garage so I took the test unbeknownst to him. It came back positive immediately...yikes! I walked out into the hallway and called to Brian. As he came walking in from the garage I said (in shock), "I'm pregnant"! Brian looked like he had been hit by a truck. We hugged and he kept asking me if I was sure (2 tests sure!) then he says, "I thought you were going to scold me for something". Ha, not this time, buddy!
We had a great time that week telling our immediate families. Brian's whole family was in town that weekend so it was especially fun to tell them in person. Lots of bear hugs from Sara and Gail , those Peterson women can hug your head right off your body.