They Want to Know if You're Pregnant?

As many of you know, I work with a group of teenagers 12-17 years old, many of them with severe mental health concerns. The plan was to not announce to them, but to wait until they said something to me. Apparently, this did not take as long as I was thinking. Last Tuesday at dinner time, I left to use the restroom and when I came out I noticed that at least 5 of my teenagers were sitting together at a dinner table staring at me. We had just finished a great group and were all in upbeat moods, so I laughed and started a staring contest with them. One of my co-workers let me know that they had pulled her aside to ask her if I was pregnant. She shook her head and stated that she was not able to answer the question and that they would need to ask me. Instead of asking me, they acted like typical teenagers and pulled each other aside to whisper and gossip. I sat back down at my dinner table and could tell that something was going on. They pulled aside one of our new boys and asked him to ask me, he shook his head no and said "I'm not asking her." So they tried again, pulling another one of our newer kids aside. He took the bait and walked right over to me. And when I say over, I mean over. He stood just a few inches away from my face. I could hear in the background whispers of "no, not like that" or "what are you doing?" Got to love my teenagers, too chicken to ask me, but still bold enough to critique the person who is asking me. A few of them got up and hid behind one of our dividers, poking their heads over the divider to watch. My boy finally said in a nonchalant tone of voice, "they want to know if you're pregnant." I looked at him and said, "oh, yup." So he looked over and in the same tone of voice said, "she said she's pregnant." After that came laughter, smiles, and the inevitable "awwww." Then the barrage of questions. I asked them how they knew and one of my kids told me that she was thinking I was pregnant for the last week as she thought she saw a baby bump, but didn't want to be rude if she was wrong. Coming from a kid who typically has no filter, this is impressive. I teased them for allowing the boy to take the fall if I said no. Apparently, they had this whole thing figured out. At first they suggested that one of our newer, bolder girls ask me, but she said she would have to live with it the longest if they were wrong. Then they suggested that one of my kids on my caseload ask as she is preparing to discharge in a few weeks, but she said no, so they went for the kid that could care less. I have to hand it to my kids, for kids with severe mental illness, they handled this one beautifully and with style!

Great News 12 Week Doctor Visit

So in between the feet of snow we've gotten this winter, I had my 12 week doctor check-up, ultrasound, and genetic screening. This is the doctor's appointment where we learn of the odds that our little pistachio could have any genetic defeats. The first thing I learned about pistachio is that this is going to be one stubborn child! But then again, we already guessed this since stubbornness runs strong in all sides of our family. The ultrasound technician needed to get a profile shot of pistachio where his/her body was not laying on the membrane. Apparently, the head can't be too far up or too far down. She said it was a lot like getting the moon and the stars to align. Well, after bouncing the ultrasound wand on my belly a million times, having me cough, poking me in the abs, and having me flip from one side to the next, we finally got the shot we were looking at. Pistachio is doing great! Around 2 inches now and the heart beat is going strong. It's still amazing to see the little one on the screen just laying there enjoying life. The hands were raised near the head and the little feet were stretched upright and crossed at the ankles. So after the ultrasound, I met with the doctor who was very pleased! She looked at the measurements and reported that pistachio is doing great and is not looking like he/she is at risk for any genetic abnormalities. The nose is forming, baby is growing, and I'm putting on a few pounds. The doctor considered this great news and told me to keep doing what I've been doing as everything seems to be fine!

Pistachio's 12 week ultrasounds. In the top ultrasound from right to left you have Pistachio's head, eye, nose, mouth, chin, chest, and belly, then darkness. If you go straight up on the left hand side you will see little dots. These are Pistachio's little feet and toes. Awwww! We love you already little one!

Names

We're in the process of trying to figure out names for baby pistachio.  Now this process would go twice as fast if a certain someone would agree with me and find out if it's a boy or a girl in a few weeks, but it seems we'll likely be waiting to the end unless she changes her mind.  So, we need to come up with a name for a boy and a girl.  If it's a girl, we both have agreed that we will be going with the name Brianna.  We actually thought this one up a while ago, well before we were even trying to get pregnant and we both just loved it.  But, the boy's name is a bit more of a challenge.  Now here's where we need everyone's help.  I know you probably haven't posted too many comments up to this point, but if you're going to post at all this would be the time.  If you don't post and we pick a terrible name you have no room to complain!  Below is the list of names that we're considering.  Feel free to let us know which ones you like (or don't like).  We have decided that the middle name will be Emery (if it's a boy) in honor of Grandpop.  That would be the 5th straight generation that Emery has been used.  So when you're thinking of the name keep in mind how it will flow with Emery as a middle name.  The jury is still out on this one so your comments could have a huge impact!  Oh, and in case you were wondering, the correct answer is Shamus:)

I also put up a poll for people to vote for their favorite baby boy name if you don't want to leave a comment.  Feel free to vote, leave a comment or do both!

Announcing to Everyone

So after digging out of the 2 feet of snow we got, we headed down to Maryland to tell everyone the good news.  Amy carefully wrapped all the picture frames and we had planned on giving them to everyone under the guise that they were "delayed" christmas presents.  Our first stop was with Amy's parents who we met for lunch at Olive Garden.  When they opened the gift they were of course excited by the news, but interestingly enough her mom said that she had suspected Amy was pregnant a few days earlier.  Must be one of those intuition things that women who have been pregnant before have (this comes into play later).  Her dad claimed he was too young to be a grandpa, but we had to tell him that he has to go by his physical age not mental age.  One thing to note is that her parents responded to the gift quickly after opening it.  Keep this in mind for later.  We then headed to my parents house for dinner.  Again, we gave them the present to open and the second my mom saw it she flipped out with excitement and ran over to hug us.  My dad on the other hand was a bit confused.  It seems that he had thought this was just another present and had prepared his "oooo nice picture frame" response for the occassion.  But mom's reaction was confusing him, what's to be so excited about a picture frame? Then he takes another look at the photo and you can see the realization of what it is dawn on him, kind of like watching someone fill up a glass with water.  I think in all it took him about 3 - 5 seconds to get the effect, but when he did he was quite excited too.

After that we then went out to Friendly's for ice cream to celebrate (pregnant lady's choice).  The next day we went out to announce to my Grandma and Aunt Mimi.  Their reaction time was similar to dad's, but once they knew what the pictures were they were both just thrilled.  We also took this time to tell them the story about Grandpop being the 2nd one to know (see earlier blog).  This was certainly a bitter sweet moment for both of them, but we could tell that they were both so glad to know that Grandpop responded to Amy when she told him.  Now the time came to tell rest of the family as we were heading off to the OC reunion.  There's about 40 people at this reunion so our plan was to get to Grammy fast, give her the present and then spill the beans to everyone else.  So we did just that when we got there.  Now it took us a bit to explain what the gift was to Grammy as the room was quite loud and my explanation probably didn't make much sense as I told her it was her "great-grandchild".  Of course, she already has six other great-grandchildren so then she asked "which one?" to which Amy responded "mine".  She then put two and two together and started shouting "I've got number seven!" to the whole room (the whole family was in one room eating dinner and watching the football game so some may have thought this comment referred to the score).  And then Amy actually got a standing ovation (which I have to be honest I haven't seen before in a hotel room)!  We had a great time the rest of the trip talking to other people about their experiences having children and it turns out that at least 2 other people (Amy's cousin Des and her Aunt Lynn) had suspected she was pregnant when they saw her for New Years (reference earlier pregnant lady intuition comment).  But for the most part everyone else was quite surprised by our news.  It was really tough to keep it quiet so long, but it was a great feeling to see the outpouring of love we received upon giving the news to our friends and family.

Pistachio getting his/her first gifts from family (Cousin Dez and baby cousin Stella)!! According to Dez, Stella was a bit upset that she didn't know whether she could get blue or pink clothes...so she went for yellow! Sorry Dez :)



These are the baby bump pictures for week 11.  In case you're wondering, I am pushing out on the bottom one to make Amy feel better (she is not).

Misplacing Baby Pistachio

So this was probably my second freak out moment, but the first one that led to an emotional, crying fit. The first was when I flipped ahead in the What to Expect When You're Expecting book and saw several different ways women can carry a baby in the 8th month. Warning for anyone who is pregnant or thinking about becoming pregnant....this did not help! I began freaking out thinking "I can't do this. There's no way this is going to work. Nope not going to happen." Anyway, back to misplacing pistachio. So the day before our 2 foot snow storm, I had taken the ultrasound photos to my LCSW supervision to announce to my supervisor. I left the ultrasound pictures in the glove box while I went to work, so no one would suspect anything. After work, I took them out and placed them on top of my bag while driving home. The next day we got 2 feet of snow and work was cancelled. During the snow storm, Jason had to dig our cars out and move them to the side street so the plows could come through. The following day, I had work and was preparing to leave when I remembered that I wanted to take the ultrasound pictures to work to announce to my supervisor during my regularly scheduled supervision. I checked my bag, no ultrasounds pictures. I checked the car, again no ultrasound pictures. Where could they be? After checking my bag, purse, and car a second time, I started to become frantic. I'm not sure if Jason fully understood why I was now becoming emotional, but I just kept thinking in my head "I lost the baby, I lost the baby." Obviously, this thought was not calming me down. Being the planners that we are, Jason remembered that we scanned and saved all our ultrasound pictures onto the computer and was attempting to print copies out so I could use them. Although sweet, this idea was not comforting me. I still thought I lost the baby. Eventually, I started crying in the living room, admitting defeat. Jason, being the sweet and understanding husband, did the best he could do, by holding me and telling me it would be okay. He even tried to crack a joke that if I really thought I lost the baby, I could go into the pantry to feel the wave of nausea. This helped a bit. Once the tears dried, Jason went back to printing out the ultrasounds, which was no easy feat as our printer decided to act up. An hour later with new ultrasounds in hand, we headed to work and I felt at ease knowing that I hadn't lost our little pistachio.

My Interesting Way of Protecting Amy

As a dad to be I kind of feel like I'm not able to do much while my wife is pregnant.  I know I'm providing support and doing extra work around the house and stuff, but we all know she's getting the rougher deal.  I guess I see my biggest role as being a protector for her.  I know Amy is a big girl and can take care of herself, but since her body has transformed into our baby's house, I want to make sure she's kept physically safe.  This winter is apparently going to be a rough one as we found out the day after Christmas when we got a blizzard which came with 9 - 10 inches of snow.  Now I hadn't bought a shovel for the house because the condo association is supposed to do all outside work for us.  However, what I found out is that they will do it for you eventually, but it may take them a bit to get to your house.  They also ask that we move our cars so they can plow the parking area which means you are responsible for shoveling your car out so you can back up.  That meant that I had to rely on Amy's "emergency" shovel which she keeps in her car.  Well, let me tell you, this piece of junk nearly snapped in half when I tried to clear the steps.  I managed to deal with this storm with it, but then protective dad jumped in.  What happens if she gets stranded and needs to dig herself out?? The shovel will snap in two and she'll be stranded and be lost forever!! No need to fear though, super dad is here!! I went and pitched the junky shovel straight in the trash and bought her a brand new retractable high quality emergency shovel (it may have been a bit on the expensive side but I think I blanked out the price at that moment).  Now you would think that this overprotectiveness would apply to everything but apparently for me that's not the case.  A few days ago I tried to force feed my wife a deli sandwich to fend off the nausea even though the books say to avoid deli because of the risk of listeria.  So I may give my wife food poisoning but by golly she'll be able to dig herself out of the south pole if she has to!! Oh, and I also won't let her brush snow off her car or shovel if I'm around because I don't want her to strain.  Now when we got the 2 feet of snow the day before we were to head down to Maryland that made sense, but 6 inches she can probably handle.  I guess my mind figures that she has some weird things that she's doing because of the pregnancy, I might as well throw my name into the pot too.

The Revised Plan

So, now that we realized Amy is showing and the OC trip with her family is like a week away, we realized we had a significant problem.  We really wanted our parents and grandparents to know before everyone else and each day we realized that Amy was having a harder and harder time hiding her bump.  Since Amy is such a wee person, I'm pretty sure her bodily organs have no where to go so this baby is just going to be pushing out.  We were both quite certain that if she wore regular clothes everyone would know and if she wore really baggy clothes everyone would certainly suspect.  So, we went with plan B.  We tacked an extra day onto the OC trip and decided to head down to Maryland late Thursday night, tell our parents Friday, Grandparents Saturday, and then announce to everyone else at the OC reunion.  We'll probably need this whole thinking on your feet skill once the baby comes out, so might as well practice now right?

When Do You Let Your Wife Know She's Showing?

Ok, so here's the question of the day:  when is the best time to let your wife know that she's showing?  I have thought about this question for some time and really couldn't come up with a good answer.  If I notice first and I tell her, what happens if it's just my eyes playing tricks on me and she's really not?  Boy, that would not go over well.  Then there's the other option that she could see it first and then ask me if I think she's showing... now I don't know about you but that seems like a no-win situation to me.  If I say yes then she would be upset because I should have noticed sooner and now everyone might know because her clothes were too snug.  Or, I could say no in which case she would know I was lying and again that wouldn't go well.  So, I kinda just hoped the whole thing would magically work itself out on its own.  I actually noticed a few days ago that she definitely had a little baby bump.  I watched as she was walking around getting ready for work in the morning and no matter what angle I looked at there was definitely a bump there.  I chose to say nothing (again in hopes that it would work itself out) but a few days later we went clothes shopping to get her some stuff for the coming months.  Well, apparently one of the shirts emphasized her tummy area and she came out with this sad face asking if she was showing.  I think my heart stopped.  I really didn't want to hurt her feelings, but there's no way I could fib my way out of this one...she can spot me lying a mile away.  So after my heart started beating again I figured I'd just go with honesty.  I let her know that yes she was showing, and I had actually known a few days ago but didn't want to say anything.  Of course she said I should have told her and she wondered if she was wearing clothes that were too snug to work.  Now she was worried that everyone knew (that response I at least saw coming).  But, as she always does, she didn't hold it against me very long and I was able to smooth it over with her with a little ice cream from Friendly's.  However McDonald's is on my bad list because we went there first looking for some magical strawberry sundae that I must have eaten with her like 10 years ago (I have no memory of it).  Apparently McDonald's changes their menu every so often so the lady behind the counter was clueless.  Thankfully Amy asked me to check around Glastonbury for a Friendly's (after I convinced her that other places might sell soft serve vanilla ice cream with strawberries) and I remembered that there was one like 3 minutes from our place.  There's nothing like seeing my beautiful pregnant wife happy as a clam with her vanilla ice cream with strawberries.

Planning to Tell Everyone

So we wanted to wait until the end of the first trimester to tell everyone just to make sure we were as safe as possible from miscarriage.  We figured this would work perfectly for us because I have a conference in DC planned for the week of January 24th (which would be right at 13 weeks).  We planned on having Amy fly down at the end of the conference and tell both sets of parents and then spread the news from there.  The only issue is that Amy's family has a huge family gathering scheduled for Martin Luther King Jr Weekend (January 15th) and we were worried that they would all know.  You see, Amy is somehow wired to be magnetically attracted to hot tubs, so with her not going in we thought for sure that would be a huge red flag.  But, we planned on getting around this by telling everyone we were trying and we didn't want to risk it.  Problem solved.  We also wanted a special way to tell the people closest to us, so we got some cool picture frames that said "grandkids" (or something like that) and we planned on putting an ultrasound in each one for our parents and grandparents.  The plan was in motion and all we had to do was wait.

Nausea Part Deux

So it seems that the whole eating every hour is a thing of the past.  She's now back to a more normal eating schedule which I know is a welcome relief for her (she wasn't really enjoying force feeding herself 16 times a day).  However, we're not quite out of the woods yet.  I've read that many women have a stronger sense of smell when they're pregnant and I think Amy does.  But it also appears that her sensitivity is tied to her eye sight.  Now perhaps this doesn't quite make sense, so let me explain.  No longer does Amy have constant nausea, now it just comes in waves when she's triggered maybe a few times a day.  For instance, she can't go into the pantry anymore without covering her nose and mouth because I've had to stock it with so many random things (she wanted variety for her 16 feedings each day) that all the smells have mixed into something that is apparently gagging to her.  I've got to be honest, it just smells like a pantry to me but then again I don't have a human being growing inside of me.  So I'm sure now you're saying "soooo, that explains the smell, what about the eye sight thing?"  Well, the other day Amy got out the squeeze bottle of Mayo, some bread and eggs to pack for her lunch.  Keep in mind that the Mayo was sealed and therefore didn't smell and the eggs were uncooked and in a sealed container and therefore also didn't smell.  The sight of these three things together was apparently enough to make her run from the room.  I had to finish packing her lunch that day and I have to say I don't recall the pregnancy books preparing me for this one.  It took us a bit to figure it out, but it seems putting a lot of different types of food in front of her field of vision overloads her senses and sends her into a nausea wave.  This nausea thing could be a whole lot worse so I definitely can't complain, but pregnancy is a pretty crazy thing.

Hearing the Heart Beat for the First Time

As we've said earlier, up until now the pregnancy thing still feels a bit surreal.  Amy isn't really showing and the only sure sign that she is pregnant has been her nausea issues that force her to eat every hour.  I think this visit however popped that bubble for me.  The purpose of this visit was to go over any questions we had and to check the babies heartbeat.  Amy's pregnancy is a very low risk one which is very good to know.  The only thing we have to be careful of is that we're different blood types (O+ for me O- for her).  This can be an issue because the body doesn't like different blood types (hence why we can only take certain types of blood).  So if the baby happens to be my blood type, during the birth when the baby comes out her body could think that foreign blood is in the system and form antibodies against it which would make future pregnancies problematic (I'm not a doctor so this is just my understanding of it).  With a shot at about 28 weeks though she'll be good to go and this won't be a problem.  So we're quite thankful that this is the worst thing we have to worry about.  Anyways, when the doctor started moving the instrument around Amy's belly she had a hard time finding the heartbeat (which made me freak out for the smallest of seconds) but it turns out our baby is just a squirmer (must get it from his/her mother).  When she finally got the baby to be still the heartbeat was strong and clear.  We had both been talking and joking up to this point, but when we heard the heartbeat we both fell silent.  We really do have a living baby growing inside.  For me the surreal bubble definitely popped, funny how the tiniest things can do that in life.

First Baby Bump Pic

So like everyone else is doing these days, we're going to be keeping track of Amy's baby bump.  Seeing as she is such a wee person we've been hearing that quite a few people are looking forward to this part.  Looks like Amy is finally destined to break triple digits!  This picture was taken at week 7, nothing really to see yet so we'll call this our baseline picture.

Second Prenatal Visit

Now Amy is about 9 weeks pregnant and we're pretty confident that the ultrasound will be a bit more distinct than the kidney bean you saw in the one we posted previously.  We were both really excited to see what the baby looks like and Baby Pistachio didn't disappoint.  Now there is no mistaking what she has growing inside of her (could have been a beanstalk based on the picture from 6 weeks).  It was really amazing to see the little fingers and the little face.  I think we both were just in awe of what we were seeing.  How a group of little cells can randomly form into a human being still amazes me.  I also have to give some kudos to the medical community, the 3D ultrasounds have come a long way in the past few years.  The first few I saw back a few years ago seemed more scary and alien like to me, but perhaps that's because I wasn't viewing them through a dad's eyes.  Either way, good job on getting my baby to look like a baby!

Not What I Expected Either!

For those of you who are familiar with my wife's eating habits you know that she usually doesn't eat much.  To be perfectly honest, I think she only eats because she needs it to keep her alive.  She doesn't really have cravings (save for a few special desserts) and she can usually go hours between meals without batting an eye.  Now if you try to take her beverage away from her then you're facing a real problem!  So this whole eating every hour thing totally caught me off guard.  It used to be that I was on my food clock, cook when I'm hungry and she'll eat.  Now I have to get her food on the hour or we have major problems.  I feel like I'm a cook on Iron Chef trying to throw together a dish before the time runs out! It's also really weird watching my wife pack her lunch.  For those of you who have seen me eat lunch at work or school you know that I usually bring a lunch box stuffed to the brim with all kinds of tupperware containers full of food.  Now Amy's lunch looks just like mine!  What a crazy ride this pregnancy is going to be!

Not What I Expected

So being that this is my first pregnancy, I had no idea what to expect when it came to pregnancy symptoms. I will say that overall, so far, my symptoms have been nothing to write home about. But the recent one that started around week 7 is the consistent, uneasiness of morning sickness. Thankfully, it hasn’t led to me being sick, but I am now eating around the clock…at least every 1-2 hours. Not being much of an eater before, this new change is so frustrating! It seems as if having food in my stomach is the only thing that makes the uneasiness calm down. Eating around the clock has become my new job. Not one that I’m particularly fond of, but if it keeps me from feeling horrible, I guess I’ll have to keep at it. I can’t seem to find any foods that I’m particularly craving or finding interesting except for plain ice cream sandwiches. I’ve told Jason that perhaps I can create a full menu off of ice cream sandwiches, but I’m pretty sure this won’t give me the nutrients I need. Oh well!

First Prenatal Exam

We just had our first prenatal exam and ultrasound this week. Everything about the pregnancy still feels surreal, but seeing the ultrasound made it feel a bit more real. The technician was unable to get a clear shot of our little “pistachio” (our cat’s name is Peanut, so we had to create a different name for the baby). Apparently, I wasn’t as far in the pregnancy as the doctor predicted and our pistachio was only 3mm big, about 5-6 weeks along by the time of the first ultrasound. The technician was able to see the little flutter of a heart beat. We were able to see a better image of our pistachio by using a different type of ultrasound. It was tiny!!! Hardly seems like a baby is even in my body. We have another appointment scheduled in a few weeks for another ultrasound to confirm the due date. At this point, our doctor believes our baby will be due around August 8-10^th, 2011. I never realized how many doctor appointments I will be going to in the beginning of our pregnancy. We’ve got 3 lined up in January…a 2^nd ultrasound, informational meeting with the nurse, and genetic diagnostic screenings later in the month. We’re still not sure exactly how to feel about the pregnancy. Of course, we’re ecstatic, but there’s still this surreal feeling surrounding the whole pregnancy.

Telling Our Little Secret

So knowing that I wanted to do something creative to tell Jason our big news, I went out and purchased some baby items to hide around the house as a scavenger hunt. I was able to take the morning off of work to surprise Jason. We both left the house to go to our different gyms. After Jason rounded the corner, I turned my car back around to set up the scavenger hunt. I created note cards with various hints and items around the house and then waited. When I saw Jason’s car pull up in the drive way, I snuck out of the house to wait for him outside at our basketball court. The next time I saw Jason, he was running towards me, throwing his keys on the ground, and grabbing me in the biggest bear hug ever! He twirled me around and asked if it was true! J We went back to the house to cuddle and talk about our quickly-approaching adventure.

The Second Person to Know

So a lot of people probably assume that I was the second person to find out that Amy was pregnant.  This actually was not so for us.  As Amy talked about earlier, she found out she was pregnant during our emergency trip down to Maryland after Thanksgiving when Grandpop's health was significantly declining.  I had hoped that we would find out we were pregnant this weekend, so I asked her right before we went over to visit with him (which wound up being the last time we were able to spend time with him).  She wanted to tell me at a time when our emotions weren't so all over the place, so (as I found out later) she fibbed a bit and told me that we weren't yet.  I was really disappointed in the news, but I figured I would at least get to tell him that we were trying.  When we went over to see him Amy asked Grandma if we could each have some alone time with him.  She of course said yes and I went first and told him how we were working on expanding our family but we didn't have good news to tell him yet.  Unfortunately his health was such that he was unable to open his eyes for me, but I knew he heard me.  Amy went in after me and she told him that she actually was pregnant.  When she told him, he opened his eyes and made a mouthing motion like you would if you were really excited.  She could tell from his eyes that he understood the good news.  Grandpop passed away a few days later, but we were so thankful that we had the chance to tell him that in a few months he'll have another great-grandchild.  It was certainly difficult for many of us to lose Grandpop, but it does bring us some comfort to know that our baby came into this world at the time he was leaving it.  So hopefully our child will have part of the amazing spirit that made Grandpop such a wonderful man.  In this case, it was an honor to have him be the second one to know.

Why Can't Pregnancy Tests be Easy??!!

We had been trying to conceive for about 3 months, with me taking pregnancy tests multiple times a month…all turning up negative. We had to take an emergency trip down to Maryland the weekend after Thanksgiving as Jason’s grandfather was taking a turn for the worse. So on Saturday morning, I locked myself in my in-law’s bathroom to test. This was a different test than I had been using and of course I was trying to hide everything and did not pack the directions. Besides how hard is it to read pregnancy tests? The first blue line emerged pretty quickly, then nothing. The test is a negative sign if not pregnant and positive sign if pregnant. Feeling disappointed, I placed the test on the ground and waited. After waiting about 5 minutes, I checked again. This time a really, really faint second blue line emerged. It was so faint that I assumed I was imagining things and only seeing what I was hoping to see. I waited some more and a few minutes more. This time I was more convinced that I was seeing a second blue line. But still unsure, I checked the test under two lights, then one light, then natural light by opening the bathroom curtain. I couldn’t believe how hard it was to read this dang test. Couldn’t it be a straight forward answer? At this point, I assumed the answer was yes and once we came back home, I took the second test which confirmed our answer! Yay….now, how to tell Jason?!

Welcome to the Baby Pistachio Blog!

We are really excited to have the involvement of our family and friends as we get ready to expand our family. It will be both an exciting and challenging time for us and we hope that this is a way to help keep those that live far away from us connected to our wee one. Thank you for sharing in our joy!!