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1. I eagerly look forward to my 8:00 pm bedtime every night.

2. The smell of my deodorant grosses me out.

3. Today, at the grocery store, a woman who smelled strongly of stale cigarettes stood a bit too close to me and I was forced to step away. I felt like I was going to gag.

What does all this mean?

I'm pregnant. Yes. Pregnant.

12 weeks pregnant, to be precise. I'm so close to being out of the 1st trimester danger zone that I can practically taste it.

On Wednesday, I had my first real check up and an ultrasound. During the ultrasound, I was able to see my baby bounce around like an Olympic gymnast. He or she did flip after flip after flip inside of my belly. My Midwife was amazed by the activity of my little 3 month fetus. She told me I'm going to have my hands full... I just laughed. Knowing the father, I'm not surprised in the least.

Of course, Michael is deployed. Which is not necesserily what you would call an ideal situation. However, in considering the alternative, I would prefer for Michael to miss out on me being miserable during pregnancy to him missing out on a huge portion of his child's early life. I'm due Nov. 27 -- he will plan to schedule his R&R 2 week break for around the due date so that even if he misses the birth (though I hope he does not) he will at least get to meet his baby before heading back for his last few months of deployment.

I will be breaking the news at work this week that I am pregnant and will not be returning next year. My dad is going to come out mid to late August and he will make the trek with the dogs and me back to the East Coast for the birth and first months of the baby's life.

Things are happening fast, and I couldn't be more happy and excited.

I could do with a bit more energy. Keeping up with the house and dogs and pool and yard are fairly difficult alone as it is.... Now I'm alone and pregnant, though... and a lot of things are being neglected. I hope for my energy to kick back into the normal range during my 2nd trimester so that I can get my life back in order.

Until then... I'm really not complaining. I am just thanking God every day for the healthy, acrobatic baby growing inside of my belly.

.... and now you know why it's been so long since I've posted.

:)