So Jane is 12 weeks pregnant and we’ve of course told our immediate friends and family, but when do we tell all of our other friends that Jane is 12 weeks pregnant? Or do we wait until 13 weeks? Or 14 weeks pregnant?
Jane and I have talked about it a little bit and she said we should wait until the second trimester – which I just learned that the second trimester starts when you’re 13 weeks pregnant!
I finally know.
If you’ve been reading my previous blog posts, you’ll see that I was confused as to when the first trimester ends and when the second trimester starts. Whew! Glad I finally have that one figured out.
So I guess we’ll be officially making Jane’s pregnancy public in about 7 days or so. I’m not sure how we’re going to do it. Far too many people to call so maybe Jane will send everyone an email or figure out some other fun and unique way to let everyone know that we’re going to be parents.
And to be honest with you… that picture freaks me out. Jane too… Does it freak you out?
In other news…
Today I went with a friend to run an errand and we talked about pregnancy, babies, boobs, and everything that goes along with being pregnant and a father on the two hour drive.
He said, “Get ready to be tired all the time and not get a full night’s sleep for a loooong time.” Well that was something that I haven’t put a lot of thought into. I realized that our baby would be sleeping in our room in a crib of some sort, but for some reasons I didn’t put two and two together realizing that Jane and I will be woken up frequently.
Pregnant Jane will be breast feeding our baby, so she’ll of course be getting up a lot at night for feedings. I guess I’ll be changing diapers or something. Oh boy. I better start trying to get more sleep every night to prepare for what’s coming!
We also talked about boobs. He mentioned that he did some research and found that the bras at Target are much better than the bras at Victoria’s Secret. Too bad Jane just ordered bras from Victoria’s Secret… if they don’t feel comfortable, then I’m sure we’ll be off to Target to pick up more bras for her.
And speaking of boobs when a woman is pregnant, as Jane mentioned in her pregnancy blog post yesterday, she has Porn Star like boobs! They are getting bigger and bigger. She’s always had nice-sized boobs, but now they are getting even more plump. This is all good and wonderful, but the sad part is that there is a strict “look but don’t touch” policy in place.
I’m starting to get concerned…
Make that freaked out… scared even! Will I ever be able to touch Jane’s boobs again? Will her boobs be sore the entire time she is pregnant? And I know they will be off the menu for quite some time after our baby is born because he/she will be drinking from them.
All I want is just one more day with Jane’s boobs. Just one more day to really live it up. Just one more day… Oh how I miss them and I realize more and more how much I miss them when I get a glimpse of them when she is changing.
Why do I have to be a boob man? Why couldn’t I be an ass man like so many other guys? This is like some mid-evil torture I tell you. It’s like going into a candy store with all of your favorite candy sitting on the counter just barely out of reach. It’s like sitting down for your favorite meal but not being able to eat anything because someone put duct-tape over your mouth.
Oh how will I survive? Jane’s only 12 weeks pregnant! There are like 30 or 40 or something weeks to go. I’m too freaked out to do the math or think about how many weeks a normal pregnancy is. All I know is that it is far too long to go without boobs. I’m sad.
And since we’re on the subject of boobs, that of course makes me think of sex. Ohhhhh Booooyyy. I have really only three words for you fellow fathers-to-be up to this point, when your wife or girlfriend is pregnant: There Is None.
OK, so there has been a few times here and there, but it’s nothing like the crazy 50 times a day type of thing you hear about when a women is pregnant. They say that some women hit a new peak sexually around or during the second trimester. I have no idea where I heard that or even if it is true. I’m starting to wonder if that is an urban legend to get guys through the first trimester…
And then after the second trimester goes by with little to no sex, a bird flies up and says, “Oh no… it’s the third trimester where a pregnant woman’s sex drive REALLY kicks into gear. Hold your horses buddy, things are about to get crazy!”
And by the time the third trimester is over with very little to no sex, the baby is born and you can’t have sex for like two months or something after a baby is born.
I’m slowly starting to realize that sex will all be a distant memory. I’ve been tricked by the Pregnancy Fairy to think otherwise, like so many other soon-to-be dad’s. We fell for it. Our sex lives are over guys. We might as well realize that now to make the next few months easier on us.
I need to find a way to channel all of the built up sexual energy. Hmmm… Maybe I can start quilting? Or maybe I could start scrap booking? Maybe I could learn how to grow a garden? OK… something more manly…. Maybe I could buy a motorcycle and zip around town. Or maybe… just maybe… I could channel my father-to-be sexual frustrations into something creative. Maybe I could become a world famous artist!
OK. Enough about boobs and sex. Baseball… baseball… baseball… retirement homes… a door…. car keys… jacket… plant… picture frame… OK. Mind is clear now.
So all in all, with Jane being 12 weeks pregnant, things have been running smoothly, minus what I just wrote about above… baseball… baseball… must… clear… my… mind!
Jane did have several, well quite a few actually days of nausea and morning sickness that lasted ALL DAY and ALL NIGHT. I’m glad that she is though that stage. That was horrible. I felt so sorry for her. But it seems we’re finally into this next stage of pregnancy… which I’ll be leaning about as we go because I truly have no idea what will be happening and what to expect!
I’ll of course keep you posted!
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