Half Way

Wednesday Jeff and I woke up to go to the doctor and as we left the house for our car we were greeted by quite the lovely sight.  Three live peacocks were strolling around the backyard to send us on our way.

I took it as a good omen.

No less than an hour later we called our family and let them know to expect a baby girl come January.

Yup - it's a girl!

Jeff and I had talked about how fun a girl would be.   But with only 2 girls out of 12 grandchildren on either side, we figured we were probably going to have a boy.  So we were pretty excited when the ultrasound tech told us it was definitely a girl.  I couldn't believe it.  Either could Jeff - he asked if she knew because there was no 5th limb, haha, but the tech pointed out little baby girl parts and that there was no guessing involved.

This morning when I went to get some breakfast I saw the peafowl in the backyard again.  I think they heard the news and wanted to congratulate us.  (For clarification - Jeff's neighbors down the road own some peacocks and they like to wander - they weren't wild or anything).  I caught a quick picture of one of them resting before they all took off.

After we left the doctor's, Jeff and I celebrated by buying a little sleeper for baby girl and my first pair of maternity jeans, haha.  Later that night Jeff felt baby girl move for the first time which was really fun.  Week 20 has been quite the week.  I can't believe I'm already half way.  There were a few things I didn't see coming with pregnancy though, like...

• Acne.
• A husband who is totally grossed out by everything pregnancy related - he was a little creeped out when he felt baby move, hahaha.
• Headaches and heartburn.
• How tired I would be - I've tried to get up and get going but can't pull myself out of bed.
• Nails growing really fast - great for me cause I am a nail biter and that allows me more chances to break the habit ;)
• Total disregard for jeans.
• Total disregard for food (at least during the beginning - and those of you who know me, that's quite the change).
• The CRAZY dreams.
• Peeing all the time - and I'm only half way there.

Can't wait for the next 20 :)

Transition Summer

Well folks, I'm not sure where to begin.  I'm 19 weeks pregnant, deferred medical school for this year, drove across the country to live in Florida, and cut off all my hair.

Haha, that last one was a joke - I still have my hair (but I did declare to Jeff last night that after the baby comes and I'm back to my normal size it's time for a change - I think I'm gonna chop it all off again).

But looking back, these past couple months have been some of the most exciting and unsure times of my life.  It was amazing that whatever Jeff and I planned seemed to change overnight. One morning we were in the bank trying to qualify for a home loan in Orlando while I went to school, and by that afternoon we had decided to defer med school for a year and move in with Jeff's parents till he found a job.  Even when starting this post - thinking everything was finally squared away - Jeff got a call from a nearby school in desperate need of a Spanish teacher and we changed our minds from living alone to moving in indefinitely with his parents. (Ya, Jeff got hired yesterday and their school starts on Monday...they were pretty desperate).

The original plan was to move to Orlando and I was going to start med school at UCF.  But when I called the school and asked about my options having a baby during the middle of the school year, (surprise!! I'm pregnant!) UCF just told me to defer a year and not worry about it.  They were super supportive and even reassured me by saying, "Don't even worry about starting school a year later.  At your age, a year is nothing."  I can't even begin to describe how grateful I am for UCF's support.  And in addition to not stressing about having a baby in school, I'll qualify for in state tuition when I start next August, which saves us a whole bunch of money and stress.

But since I got that acceptance call from UCF back in May, things have been up in the air ever since.  In the past 7 weeks I have slept in 14 different beds (including two waterbeds, two blow up mattresses, seven different hotel beds, two different beds at my parents, and a suspiciously small "queen" that Jeff and I shared).  Additionally, in those same 7 weeks, 28 days of them I spent away from Jeff.  Oh ya, and I'm almost 20 weeks pregnant.

Needless to say, while I wasn't planning on living with in-laws for the next year, I'm just glad I get to sleep in my own bed again with my pillow, sheets, and husband, and that Jeff has a secure job for this year.  Things have a funny way of working out.   Even though this past few months have been a little crazy, I wouldn't have it any other way.  I'm so excited for baby peacock to make his/her debut in January (we find out the sex next week!!) and to start school next year.  And let's be honest, I was definitely over Provo :)

Really, there's only one thing left to figure out - what the heck I'm going to do till baby gets here in January.  Any ideas?!