You? You are my sunshine. You also have a lot of questions (like A LOT)…so…here…I shall answer them.
I have peed on every dollar store pregnancy test in Marion, Johnson, Hendricks, Hancock and Hamilton County. It’s become a party trick…see how quick I can make the second line show up. I’m to the point I can make the pregnant line show up before the default line, I’d show you…but…no.
I am eight weeks. I think. Pregnancy math is hard. Apparently it starts before you even get pregnant. I am due at the end of April/early May (I think) which is also when my birthday is. Look, I know I waited a long time for this…but I’m not sure I’m ready to share my birthday yet. We’ll discuss.
I know eight weeks isn’t out of the woods. But frankly I was tired of being in the woods by myself. And besides, if something were to happen I would tell you anyway so regardless I would have dragged you all into the woods with me at some point anyway. Here, bug spray, you’ll need it.
Yes. My husband is an attorney. No. We do not have insurance. Yes. This scares the hell out of me.
Hyperemesis. Nope, not this time (so far. yay!) It hit me like a ton of bricks with Addie between seven and eight weeks, this time it’s just a gentle slime of nausea that ebbs and flows with the occasional barf and numerous dry heaves. If *this* is the morning sickness so many books talk about? I want a trophy for surviving with Addie.
Yes. I’m aware that with the difference in sickness there’s a good chance this one has some extra parts. Which means there could be a little tiny penis inside me. This unnerves me greatly.
Things I forgot about? The pee. How I can produce so much pee at all hours of the day is beyond my comprehension. And my hair. Which probably shouldn’t follow the pee thing, but still. My hair hasn’t been falling out. Which is totally awesome. And it’s all lustrous and bouncy. Go pregnancy hair! Also? Pregnancy boobs. The titty fairy giveth and birth will taketh away.
The biggest thing I forgot about? Making people is exhausting.
How did I tell Cody? I threw a stick at him from across his big lawyer desk at work. Exactly how you pictured it, I know. Nothing says surprise! like an overpriced piece of plastic your wife has peed on to really drive the point home.
Does Addie know? Yes. We told her after I had a particularly rough day with the barfs. She wasn’t happy. (Remember, this is the kid who shouted “I DON’T WANT KIDS, THEY’RE TOO MUCH WORK.” at the dinner table. Amen kid, amen.) However she slept on it and now she thinks it’s a capital idea. But she makes everyone who comes in contact with me promise to take care of me. Which is cute when it’s Cody but gets awkward in the Costco checkout line.
Nickname? Mozzi. As in the little charming bald guy from White Collar He can’t be dead. If he’s really dead? You’re dead to us USA writers.
Most of all? The emotions. Pregnancy is full of so much funny (gas! boobzilla!)…but it’s shadowed by so much stress.
But with all the comments yesterday (!!) this one in particular struck me (thank you Sarah)…I need to remember nothing has gone wrong. I need to quit thinking about it as if something has. Because it hasn’t. Well, except for the grilled cheese Cody made for dinner. That? WAS WRONG.
I am allowed to be happy about this.
Bridget said “Miscarriage and infertility steal a part of you. The part that lets you hope and dream with reckless abandon.”
Well I’m stealing them back.
So there.
making unbreakable - formerly moosh in indy. 
Happy to hear you haven’t been too sick. I thought things would go wrong with my pregnancy the entire nine months but I tried to keep the faith. Exhausting. But you’ve seen the two little miracles. Now you’ll get yours.
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I had an ectopic pregnancy before my second daughter was born. That worry really sucked the joy out of her pregnancy. It was proof (PROOF!) that things could go wrong. It was hard. Take back the joy! Not just for yourself, but for all of us who bit our nails and jammed the damn rented doppler wand into our stomachs SURE there was no heartbeat to find.
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“Take back the joy!” – love that!
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Oh Moosh I was doing fine until I read the bit where you threw the stick at Cody…then I cried. Thank you so much or sharing.
ps I had hyperemesis on a daughter and a son and none with another girl and boy, so I could never really tell.
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Yay for stealing back the happy!!
And also – the tiny hypothetical penis inside of you disturbs me greatly. But in a happy way.
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Boys are awesome, if that’s what Mozzi ends up being. 🙂 Hope you stay non-barfy as much as possible, enjoy your boobapalooza, and deliver us a happy, healthy baby in the spring! (We already know Mozzi will be GORGEOUS! Look at Addie.)
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I can’t wait to love on you and rub your belly (because seriously its never too early for belly rubbing) next weekend at Type A.
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Congratulations! I’m so excited for you…note that those kids with an extra body part aren’t that bad I was with you, but now I don’t know what I would do if I had a girl I like Handy Manny, cargo shorts and t-shirts, and getting dirty! 🙂
Mozzie can not be dead…Neal can only take so much lose! Plus I love Moz!
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I’m 8 weeks, too! 3rd week of April. That should help with the pregnancy math.
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When I was pregnant with my boy I thought of me growing a penis inside of me totally weireded me out. But when I voiced that people looked at me like I had 2 heads. Glad you feel the same way; if only because I feel less strange about it. Because – eww! it’s weird!
Congrats again and best wishes for a smooth go this time around.
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I love how you told Cody! So funny! Glad you are finding Joy in this…you deserve it!
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you are so inspiring, casey! congrats again.
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Sigh. I’m so very happy for yall. I have tears- I’m sitting in the dentist oFfice so now they think I’m a big baby! When I got pregnant with Brennen, after 2 years of trying and miscarriage- I worried like crazy and was afraid to be happy- I’m so very glad you’re stealing that back because its klike you’re taking it back for all of us and it feels great!
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pregnancy math IS totally weird. i just adore you. congrats again, thanks for sharing your news.
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I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy for anyone getting pregnant, although I’m sure that one day I will claim that for myself…
Congratulations, it couldn’t happen for a more deserving family!
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oh, CASEY!! I am so happy for you!! I have tears of joy in my eyes, really and truly.
Making a person is totally exhausting, I remember. And yes, you deserve to dream! And hope! And have a boy! LOL
xoxo
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I’m with you on Mozzi. I about had a heart attack and threw my remote at the TV screen. He’s the best part of White Collar.
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I am still absolutely THRILLED- I keep grinning.
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CASEY!!! I know I dont know you – but I read you everyday – except yesterday, when I was so swamped with work because I am taking the next 3 days off because I”M GETTING MARRIED!! I cant believe I was a day late in your big announcement! I suffer from PCOS and my FH and I want babies – bad. You are my support. I know we can get thru this, just like you,Cody, and Addie have. Good Luck Casey – you rock!
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Again, I’m so excited for you! And I too, love what Sarah had to say. She’s really smart, trust me. Today, everything is normal, which is awesome.
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Funny that a penis inside of you is weird, but no mention of two extra lungs not being weird. hehe
Big congrats!
…oh, and yes, enjoy the boobs. Being a guy, I have a different perspective, but boobs are awesome.
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I felt the same way about telling people “early”: why would I wait to tell people until I’m “out of the woods”. I want to tell them every fear I have while I’m “in the woods” so they’ll hold my hand and make fun of it all to keep me sane.
Congrats again!!!
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I always forget that with each new opportunity, we are allowed to be hopeful and excited. Part of being a survivor of, well anything, gives hope. but part of it reminds you of what could happen. Sometimes all it takes is being given the permission to be happy. To be hopeful. To smile about the possibility of the little penis in there–which I always giggled about while I was pregs with Eddie.
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I love this. You’re hysterical. And when the time comes, I’m stealing it and using it as my questionnaire. I will link back to you, and with the MEGA traffic I get, you will gain so many readers. ; )
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So, so happy for you guys, Miss Casey. Godspeed.
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‘Atta girl.
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Oh Casey! I am so happy for you! AND I AM TOO!
(Only seven weeks, one day. Trying to be happy, after miscarriage it’s so hard).
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I love that you are taking it back. I love that you brought us into the woods with you. Thing is? We are here to support you. No matter what. Besides, I can already picture another little curly headed baby with Addie’s eyes. So there. 😉
Stick with hope babe.
Boy parts in you is weird. I had more trouble with my emotions with my son. However, I was less sick with him. Give it a few more weeks and do the pee test from Walgreen’s that Heather did…if you want to know.
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Congratulations, Ms. Casey! Happy to be in the woods with you. All the best. And love. xo
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Our girl (1st) and our boy (2nd) are nearly 7 years apart. He too arrived after 10 years of marriage, after I had given up and just felt grateful to have a healthy, beautiful daughter. What you have written really resonates with me.
I am nearly 10 years down that road now, but I remember having to go in for an early ultrasound due to a suspected ectopic pregnancy. I remember crying when this proved not to be the case and I saw his tiny little body on the screen. After that, I was able to be hopeful, happy, and so grateful.
Although things may not have gone according to my initial plan, I can see the many blessings that have come and continue to come from it. (“…all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good”, D&C 122:7)
Hope & prayers that all goes well for you and your beautiful family.
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“…there could be a little tiny penis inside me. This unnerves me greatly.” Yeah that always unnerves me too – it’s why I quit dating short guys. (Wow, I’m in a weird mood today)
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This is such exciting news! Congrats much bliss to you and your family.
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Don’t get me started on the insurance thing again or you’ll get more rambling, ranting emails from me.
I heard this recently and it must have made sense at the time because I actually remembered it:
“Anxiety is nothing but the fear of stuff that hasn’t even happened.”
Something to keep in mind.
I’ll let you know if this works.
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girl, you *totally* deserve a trophy. we’ll get on that! 🙂
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GREAT POST…of course…and as usual.
So happy for you…thinking positive thoughts…and sending them to you and the (maybe tiny penised baby..well that just sounds wrong) baby you are growing just beautifully.
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Congrats!!!! 🙂
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P.S. Damn, it cut out the image I wanted to share with you: http://galadarling.com/images/10/08/anthonyburrill.jpg
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Casey – Yes, steal back the joy! That was well written advice…It has been so many years since my struggle, I forgot (or pushed away) those emotions.
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Is it gonna get on your nerves if I tell you how happy a complete stranger is for you everyday for the next 8ish months? Too bad! I’m crazy thrilled for you! And just in case there is any doubt BOYS ROCK!!
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Again, I am so happy for you.
Take your joy, girl. Take it. If you won’t, I’m gonna and I am in total need of some joy right now so I’m ready to swoop in and steal it. 😉
Indy love to you!
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You cook that baby Casey! and in the meantime I will learn how to knit tiny baby sweaters.
I am so thrilled for you honey!! Woohoo!
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Well it just doesn’t pay to miss a couple of days of keeping up to date on the blogs I follow…. Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This time I was able to pee on the stick and have it say positive before the control line showed up. Definitely, even if I found it hard to believe.
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Yeah!!!!!!!!!!
Let me know if you are craving Wunderbars and I can ship ya some….
So very happy for you (and Cody and Moosh)…..
K
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Amen to Sarah, you are allowed to be happy!
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I’m so so SO excited for you!!! 😀
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I have chicken skin for you! Yes, please steal back the happy. Making a person is a miraculous thing, despite the tummy issues.
I freaked out when I saw the turtle in my ultrasound. I was not meant to have a boy. But, he’s the best and probably has saved us a ton of money since I absolutely adore shopping for girls. 😀
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See, I had what I thought was morning sickness with my first, a boy, and then this time….I went to Hades in a puddle of vomit. I had full blown hyperemesis, numerous IV drips and all! And this little one is ALSO a boy. I thought for sure since I was dying this time around, it had to be a girl…it’s been SOOO different than my first pregnancy. So you never know…you could have another little lady on your hands!! My husband is an attorney too, and we have no insurance either! Yay for being uninsured and pregnant! I’m so thrilled for you, just to hear you saying how you feel and just reading your joy makes me joyful. Happy just doesn’t adequately describe my emotions for you 🙂
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I think if you have experienced ANY kind of fertility trouble at all, you are never really “out of the woods” until that healthy baby is snuggled in your arms.
I am 30 weeks with with my second child (but on my fourth pregnancy) – and I still check for spots or try to get the baby to move just to put my mind at ease (I read that babies respond to orange things. I could only find orange skittles, I maniacally ate about 30 of them. Baby moved, won’t stop – phew!).
In the meantime, you have a lot of support, prayers, thoughts and good vibes headed in your direction. Enjoy every moment – and laugh at the orange skittle eating moments. 🙂
Best of luck – I can’t wait to follow the progression on your blog!
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You can say Mozzi is in reference to the fancy-schmancy cable show, but I will always think of it in reference to the pizza!
Oh, and growing a small penis inside of you is the coolest thing ever. If you think the Moosh is protective of you now, wait until the little penis child grows outside of you. Talk about protection!
Congratulations!
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