All Things Baby . . . Part 1

Baby, Baby, Baby . . . 


I figure I can't call my blog Mommy Mangolicious and not talk about my "Momminess!"  Silly me.


Well . . . as of tomorrow I will be 29 weeks pregnant!  29 weeks!  Unbelievable how fast time flies, 29 weeks down and only 11 to go.


So, I actually have a lot to say about all this baby stuff so I guess I'll start at the beginning and go from there, makes sense right?


Marc and I had a little journey when trying to get pregnant, I'm not going to delve into it but let me just start at the important part.  I got to see Baby Fiamengo as an egg!  Yes, my child that I will hold in my arms sometime in the month of May 2011 was shown to me on a monitor as an egg.  I've literally seen Baby Fiamengo grow up from an egg to a 29 week old human being within my body.  I know that with modern technology there are quite a few people that can say that nowadays but I still find it completely amazing that I can say I saw my child as an egg.


Anyway, one of my most favorite memories of all time was telling Marc that I was pregnant.  That was one of the best days of my life next to my marriage proposal and my wedding day.  From the top . . . it was September 10, 2010 when I took a pregnancy test, just to see . . . negative.  Ok, so no big deal, I took the test and it was negative.  Sure I was bummed out a little, but I had so many negative tests over the year that another one really didn't set me off.  Then, it was September 11, 2010.  Marc had just gotten off work that morning and we were heading to San Diego for a little weekend getaway.  We couldn't check into our hotel until later in the afternoon, so Marc decided to take a nap that morning after getting off work before we left for the weekend.  Meanwhile, I just felt "different."  Not sure what it was, but something just felt different.  I thought to myself, "self, you should take another pregnancy test just to see."  I mean, I know I had just taken one the day before so I wasn't really expecting different results but something was telling me to just do it anyway.  So of course I did!  I took the test and jumped in the shower and forgot about the test.  About halfway through my shower I remembered and peeked out the door and took a look at the results, POSITIVE!  Oh my word, it was positive!  I was shaking out of excitement and fear and shock and every other emotion you could possible think of.  


Marc is still sleeping.


Now, in a neurotic woman's mind you can't just take one pregnancy test and think that's good enough . . . no, no, no you must go get more!  So I took off to our local CVS and bought another 2 pack of tests, one more for that day and one for a few days later . . . just to continue to ease my nerves.  Keep in mind, nobody knows at this point, just me and my little crazy head!  


Marc is still sleeping. 


I had bought an LAFD onesie months before this day and that was how I was planning on telling Marc that he was going to be a father.  I had hid it at my mom's house right when I got it, so naturally I ran over there to get it.  Well . . . my dad was home and the onesie was in the same room as my dad!  I dug through the drawer where I had previously put it and when my dad asked what I was doing I had told him I was looking for some of my old CD's!  What the heck?  Why did I say that?  I don't know, but lucky for me my dad doesn't ask too many questions.  Long story short, I could not find the dang onesie!


Marc is still sleeping.


Still, I have not told a soul.  I feel all weird inside, that is not a secret that you keep inside and tell NOBODY!  Finally, Marc wakes up and gets ready and we are headed to San Diego.  I'm pretty quiet on the drive there because I'm trying to think of how to tell him, what to tell him, when to tell him, all of those things.  We get to our hotel, which was beautiful by the way, and our room wasn't ready yet.  They told us we could go up to the pool on the rooftop and have some drinks at the bar while we are waiting.  So we do.  Marc orders a beer, I order a water, and we are just checking out the awesome view of SD from the roof of this hotel.  My thoughts, "should I tell him now?  What do I say?  Should I wait until he has another beer?  Is it the right time?  I'm going to explode!"  Two beers in and Marc says to me, "You should be taking pictures of the view up here and stuff, its awesome!"  I told him that was a great idea.


As I'm taking pictures of everything I'm saying aloud to Marc the things I'm taking pictures of.  So I say, "oh I'll take a picture of the bar!"

"And I'll take a picture of the couches and seats up here too!"

"I'll take a picture of the view and get Padres stadium in there!"

"I'll take a picture of you after telling you, congratulations honey you're going to be a daddy!"

Marc's response was, "wait, what did you say?"  Me, "congratulations you're going to be a daddy"

The only other person we told was my mom . . . I can't keep secrets from my mom, its literally impossible for me to do :)  We didn't want to tell anyone else until we were in the "safe zone" if you will (after the first trimester).  So we came home from SD, I found the LAFD onesie and took a picture of it with the positive pregnancy test on it.  I told my mom to go through our pictures of our weekend in SD and among those pictures she saw this:

Of course she was completely shocked and surprised and thrilled all at the same time!

What a great day that was.  And what great days we've had ever since then.  

For most of the United States of America, September 11th is remembered as a sad day in history.  Although in our minds those thoughts will never leave us and they are in fact devastating to think about, The Fiamengo Family has a new memory of September 11th, one that brings us great joy!

I can't wait to share with you more about "All things baby!"  This just might be a 100 part series! :)

Happy Monday night to all!

Jen :)