Sunday, April 27, 2008

And Baby Makes Three (or Five if You Count the Dogs)

Well, it looks like I'll be able to check off at least one accomplishment on my list of things to do in my 30th year! Mr. Kolby and I have been harboring a bit of a secret for the past three months, and it's such a relief to finally be able to say: I'm pregnant. 12 weeks pregnant, to be exact. We found out about two weeks after my birthday, and it's been a roller coaster ever since. You know, no one ever tells you just how frightening and nervewracking the first few weeks of pregnancy can be. I mean, you spend months and months trying to get pregnant, all the while thinking that once you see those little pink lines on the pregnancy test, everything will be sunshine and happiness. Not true. The first twelve weeks are damn scary - so much can go wrong, and while it's relatively rare for anything bad to actually happen, the thought is always in the back of your mind. So, now that we've cleared the first trimester hurdle, we're feeling more relaxed and excited about the next six months.
There is so much more to say, and I'll be updating the blog regularly, but right now I'm exhausted and scatterbrained and I have to pee....


TK said...




Well, that's just fucking outstanding!!! Congrats Kolby, that's awesome. And terrifying. But mostly awesome.

Kara said...

Hooray for LilKolby!

Dr.K said...

Hooray for the EmbryKolb!

Julie said...

Kolby!!!!! Look at your little peanut!

Congratulations, that is absolutely wonderful! And good luck with the peeing, my girlfriend just hit 4 1/2 months and has probably peed enough for 20people :)

Anonymous said...

Huzzah! That's awesome. You and one of my best friends are almost exactly the same amount of weeks pregnant. Hope you are feeling well in these first few months and taking lots of naps.

Kolby said...

Thanks everyone!

TK - since you're so close, I'm assuming you're open to regular babysitting gigs?

Kara & Jess - muah!

Julie - it's getting better, I only get up once a night now for a potty trip.

Manda!!!! You were right! We found out two weeks after my birthday. Thanks for the good karma! And I hope YOU are feeling well!

TK said...

Kolby, kiddo, believe me, I'm the last guy you want babysitting. I'm not what you'd call... how do you say... a good influence.