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Just one more thing... I was actually wondering if anybody reads this? So far my dearest Mum and Dad are the only ones who have left any comments. All you have to do is click on the 'comments' link at the bottom of each entry, check the 'anonymous' box and leave a message with your names at the end. If nobody is reading this then there doesn't seem much point in spending the time writing it. I tell Mum and Dad all this stuff on the phone every week anyway. So if anyone else reads this would you let me know. Thanks, I'd really love it!

Pregnancy Hormones

Last night was my first real experience with pregnancy hormones. My working day had been nothing out of the ordinary but I came home and then (I'll blame the hormones) became the bi**h from hell. My poor Daniel has been sick since Easter weekend and only went back to work today, but boy he copped it last night.

It started when I got home and he hadn't opened the garage door for me. This usually really wouldn't worry me but it was starting to rain and I did have groceries to carry inside. He also hadn't checked the mail so I was a little grumpy at all this. As boys are when they're sick he was quite mopey and wanted a cuddle as soon as I got in the door. I really wasn't in the mood right at that moment. I took the groceries into the kitchen and realised if I wanted dinner that night I had 4 days worth of dishes to do first. (Please don't cry Mum! I promise it's not like that all the time!) Daniel was still trying to get a hug and I think I probably snapped at him saying that I was hungry and needed to get the dishes done so I could eat. He (probably wisely) left the room and came to hibernate for the next hour in the computer room.

Unfortunately, it took me about an hour to get all the dishes done as he didn't offer to dry up or help at all, so this got me further off side. By about 7.30pm I finally sat down in front of the telly to eat my dinner (a very boring but delicious toasted tuna and cheese melt) and watch Will & Grace. I usually laugh all the way through this program but I was too far gone to even chuckle. Daniel asked me what was wrong and of course I said 'nothing'. (This being a woman's favourite response to this question, always said in that tone of voice when it is plainly obvious something is very wrong.) I actually said it was just my pregancy hormones and that were making me cranky and to just ignore me - I'm sure I'll be fine in a while.

After watching a bit more telly and having a bit of a giggle at 'Spicks and Specks' on the ABC (who can not laugh at Ross Noble?) I thought I was snapping our of it. In fact, I was just entering a different phase. As I thought about getting ready for bed I just starting crying. I just laid down on the bed and tears just starting streaming from my eyes. Daniel was very concerned of course and didn't know what to do. He asked if I wanted a cuddle and I didn't. He asked if he could get me anything? Chocolate? A drink? Anything? Nope. Didn't want anything. Eventually he just lay down next to me and 'spoon' cuddled me. I really didn't know what was wrong with me. The tears just kept coming. I slowly got the crying under control and picked up my copy of 'Up the Duff' by Kaz Cooke. As I read about week 12 and 13 they coincidently talked about 'pregnancy hormones' and how they can affect us. It was all there in black and white. The hormones can make you cry or cranky for no reason. I felt a bit better and managed to get ready for bed and sleep quite well. It was a very strange night.

Easter

As I'm in to my 11th week I decided to tell the girls at work the other day. I really couldn't wait any longer. They were all so excited! One of the girls is also trying to get pregnant at the moment (which we all knew) so I was a little worried about how she would react. She was very happy for me but admitted to being a little jealous. She had a few questions and said she would try not to bug me too much but I was really happy just to be able to talk about it. The next people I have to tell are the State HR manager and State Ops manager. I'll probably tell them during the week.

Today is Easter Saturday and both Daniel and I have 4 days off. It was also Daniel's brother Adrian's birthday yesterday so we went down the coast Thursday night to celebrate. There was a whole group of us that went out for a great Chinese dinner and then Daniel and I crashed back at Adrian and Mickey's. A lot of the food was deep fried and some dishes were a bit fatty, but overall I enjoyed the meal. Unfortunately later in the evening when we were the only ones left they all started smoking inside as well as outside. This made me feel a bit ill and I had to drag Daniel outside and away from everyone else to avoid the smoke. I didn't want to make a fuss so I hope they didn't think I was rude.

Yesterday we had a lovely Good Friday lunch with fresh breads, cheeses, dips and smoked salmon. I didn't think I liked salmon but I gave it a go and it wasn't any where near as bad as I remembered. We just had a quiet afternoon and Daniel and I head home about 3pm.

Today has been a boring cleaning day but our friends Matt and Kirsten are coming over for dinner soon so it will liven up shortly. Better get into the kitchen and get busy.

Week 10 Photo

This is me at 10 weeks. Not really showing yet - this is my normal tummy!

Hospital appt set

Not much has really happened in the last week or so to warrant writing much so this will be a quick one.

I have a date for my first hospital appointment - 4th May. By then I will be 17 weeks so I assume I'll get an ultrasound and stuff. I really can't wait! Maria, my next-door-neighbour, said that when she had the first ultrasound it was the first time it really seemed real. It was very emotional. It's quite good timing really for us as we go away on holiday to Fiji the next week. I was talking to my Mum (or should I just call her 'Nana') last night and she suggested we go to the hospital before the actual date so we can get our bearings and work out where to park and then where to go in the hospital. I've never been to the Royal Brisbane before so we think this is a very good idea. My appt is for 8am and Maria said it was much better to go in the morning than the afternoon. She had to wait over an hour sometimes if her appt was in the arvo.

Mum and I were tossing up some names last night too. I'm not going to share them with you all yet, we've got to keep some surprises. She is by herself at the moment as Dad's having a 'boys' week with my brother in Adelaide. They are currently watching the V8 supercars and having a fantastic time from all accounts.

I have really struggled this week not to tell the girls at work that I'm pregnant. I think I'm only going to last another week or so then I'm going to have to tell them. I'll probably wait til after Easter and tell them then. That will mean I'm 12 weeks so that will be a good time.

Well that's really all I've got this time. Hopefully something interesting will happen soon so I can make this more appealing.

First craving

Well it was bound to happen some time and for me it was Tuesday night. In fact it was all my Dad's fault. Tuesday was actually a shocker of a day. I woke up and felt fine but not long after my store opened I was serving a customer and couldn't focus properly on the computer screen. It was like I had looked in to a bright light. As this has happened to me before I recognised the symptoms immediately as a migraine. I hardly ever get them (not like my poor Mum) but when I do, boy do I go down. I took a couple of paracetemol straight away to see if I could knock it on the head (so to speak), but I really wasn't well at all. I sat in the back room at work for quite a while waiting for the pills to kick in and started to feel a little better for a while. I felt really nauseous too and light-headed and finally gave up by about 11.30 and told Jody I had to go home and sleep it off. I spent all afternoon in bed asleep. Daniel came home, had his dinner, and then went out singing with his group Vox Montage.

At about 7.30 I got a call from my Dad. I was still feeling pretty crook but it was lovely to talk to him and he really took my mind of things. I hadn't eaten since breakfast and my stomach was telling me to eat but I really didn't feel like anything. That was until Daddy started talking about crumpets with lots of butter and honey! Then that's all I could think about. As Daniel was already out I sent him a text message asking if he could find me some crumpets on the way home. He's such a wonderful husband and went to four different places not getting home until after 11pm - but he got the crumpets! I only had one but I really enjoyed it!

I have been fine since then and actually have a bit of an appetite back again. Bought more crumpets yesterday and have frozen them for another day. Upstairs for thinking!

It Begins!

A couple of weeks ago Daniel and I received the wonderful news we were expecting a baby! My wonderful husband thought he would set up this blog thing for me. Now that I have my own computer and won't take time away from his 'Precious', I think he hopes this will mean I don't bore him with all my stuff and put it in this instead. I've never done anything like this before - not even a journal keeper, except when I was a teenager - but we won't go there ;-)

It all started with peeing on a stick on Thursday 17th February - at 7pm to be exact (I know because I had just finished watching 'Neighbours'). The test came up positive straight away and, having done one once before which was negative, I got pretty excited. I called Daniel to the bathroom and asked him if he was ready. He went a bit pale from memory, and as I showed him the result and confirmed what that meant, I think his first words were 'Oh crap!' But he smiled and gave me a huge hug. I remember trying not to jump up and down and scream my lungs out with happiness as I knew we had to get it confirmed with the doctor. Every now and then that night though I just started giggling like a school-girl.

Daniel made an appointment for us at our local medical centre for Saturday morning as there are too many ears at my work. (It was very difficult at work that day not being able to say anything to anyone - I felt like I would burst!) Dr McNally confirmed our pregnancy test and we came straight home to make phone calls for the rest of the day. Daniel was on the mobile to his mum as I was on the phone to my parents telling them the exciting news. My parents were so overwhelmed they both started crying and asked if they could ring me back later that night when they could talk. We just told the immediate family that day and my best friend Sarah, and everyone was over the moon for us. The last thing everyone said to me before they hung up was to 'take care of myself'.

So that was about two-and-a half weeks ago and I'm now nearly nine weeks. Only 31 to go! I've been pretty lucky with the morning sickness thing. The day after we told the family I woke up with a shocking headache and threw-up several times. But that's the worst day so far. I mostly just feel a bit 'off' and have had trouble eating. I really don't feel like anything and have to force myself to eat. I have actually lost a couple of kgs since finding out I was preggers which will probably be good in the long run. I just hope I get my appetite back soon - I hate being off my tucker. Other than that I've been quite tired and lacking in energy. I'm always thirsty and sick of going to the loo every half hour. Especially don't like having to get up in the middle of the night. Not every night and usually only once, but I guess it's all good preparation for later on.

I guess that's a long enough entry for a first go. I'll add more stuff as I think of it.