Standing in line at the supermarket, five months pregnant, wearing black sweat shorts and a long white fitted shirt, I was feeling comfortable and content. I glanced behind me and noticed a middle aged man in line whispering something to his middle aged wife. I thought nothing of it until I saw the way she then looked at me. With an absolute disregard for the feelings of someone she'd never met or even seen before, she said out loud to her husband, clearly so I could hear, "When I was pregnant, we covered that kind of thing." Apparently there was no reason for her to be subtle as I was no one dear to her. All I have to say to all those who may have the same mentality as this woman, who seemingly was ashamed of being pregnant back in her day... I am 24 years old, I've been married for over a year, and I have absolutely no reason to be ashamed of the growing baby boy inside my belly. I refuse to walk around in a tent to hide such a great thing. So if that's how you feel, either don't say anything at all, or at least spare the feelings of others by mentioning it out of ear shot. If I had been anyone else, I may not have kept my mouth shut and ignored this old woman. I gave her more respect than she deserved.
Well, aside from grumpy old woman, weird things happening to my body such as my taste buds falling off but fortunately growing back, and falling down the stairs yesterday, being pregnant has been a pretty smooth process for me for the most part. Brevyn is the only one who's thrown up and so far I haven't had any sort of complications. I can only pray things will continue to go smoothly. I'm starting to have an achy back and I have had ligament and gas pains, but I hear my achiness will only get worse which is what's to be expected.
I am overjoyed with the thought of our little boy and love to feel him moving around inside me! On a spiritual side, it has been a definite uplift for me and I owe all my thanks to God!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
And the verdict is...
Normally I dread Mondays knowing it's back to work for another week. However, this last weekend I was looking forward for the week to start because it was the week we'd find out if Baby Johnson was a boy or a girl! Monday came and I was feeling a bit under the weather and was hoping so bad that I wouldn't be sick on Tuesday. I went home and slept most of the day. Then Tuesday came around...Finally! My appointment was at 2:15, and Brevyn was going to come pick me up at 1:45. Well that time came around but he hadn't come yet. I then got a message on my phone from him telling me that he wasn't feeling well. To make a long story short, we almost changed it to next Tuesday the 8th, but instead moved it to 5:15. Brevyn spent that time resting and trying to throw up so he'd feel better.
The time came and I drove to pick him up since he was feeling very dizzy and nauseous. Walking into the Doctor's office I noticed he was VERY pale, and could tell that it was a matter of time before he lost his guts. As he sat there during the ultrasound, wearing a mask and rubbing sanitizer on his hands to avoid getting the very pregnant radiologist sick, he let me know that he was excited though he wasn't showing it. Well, after finding out that our child was developing normally and all was well, she pointed out that.....IT'S A BOY! That's right, it was unmistakeably a little boy part we saw in the ultrasound, which, by the way, will be covered by Blue Cross Blue Shield since we waited to have it done on July 1st. No wonder I've felt a lot of commotion going on in my belly! I've had an aggressive little boy in there! Talk about suspense waiting to find out. After we walked out of the office, Brevyn slowly headed straight toward a trash can and began puking his guts out. The least I could do was stand by his side facing away with my hand on his back. What a happy day! :)
We are both really excited! Most of the pregnancy we thought it was a girl, then only the last month did I start to think it was a boy and start calling it a he only to be corrected by Brevyn that it was a she. Well, that's that! I'll post our first baby pictures soon!
The time came and I drove to pick him up since he was feeling very dizzy and nauseous. Walking into the Doctor's office I noticed he was VERY pale, and could tell that it was a matter of time before he lost his guts. As he sat there during the ultrasound, wearing a mask and rubbing sanitizer on his hands to avoid getting the very pregnant radiologist sick, he let me know that he was excited though he wasn't showing it. Well, after finding out that our child was developing normally and all was well, she pointed out that.....IT'S A BOY! That's right, it was unmistakeably a little boy part we saw in the ultrasound, which, by the way, will be covered by Blue Cross Blue Shield since we waited to have it done on July 1st. No wonder I've felt a lot of commotion going on in my belly! I've had an aggressive little boy in there! Talk about suspense waiting to find out. After we walked out of the office, Brevyn slowly headed straight toward a trash can and began puking his guts out. The least I could do was stand by his side facing away with my hand on his back. What a happy day! :)
We are both really excited! Most of the pregnancy we thought it was a girl, then only the last month did I start to think it was a boy and start calling it a he only to be corrected by Brevyn that it was a she. Well, that's that! I'll post our first baby pictures soon!
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