Weeks 8-12

Week 8 

Week 8 is when my morning sickness got a bit more intense and all day. I still never threw up, but there was a noticeable difference. I had to give a talk at church and was super nervous, not just to speak, but that I would get sick on the stand. My talk went just fine though which I was thankful for.

The chickens hatched at the library and it was a mazing to watch. I coaxed one out while playing it the remix of Spooky Scary Skeletons because it liked the bright lights. I wasn't as excited about them as the previous year, partly because they were stinky and it was making me sick.

On the last day of week 8, we had our first doctor's appointment. I was so nervous going in that we weren't going to see a baby, or a heartbeat. After some crazy schedule rearranging, Sammy was able to come with me which I was so thankful for. When the nurse took me back, she said it was refreshing to see a couple my age who was actually excited to be there. The midwife who did my exam was awesome and I really liked her. She was straight up with me and whenever she had to do something uncomfortable, she would ask me a very technical question to try and distract me. It only sort of worked.

As she moved the ultrasound wand around, I was getting so nervous that there was nothing there. But finally, there was the baby, and I could see it's heart beating. It started wiggling around as we watched. I looked over at Sammy who was in awe and it was a really special moment. 

Everything looked normal, and we got our pictures to take home. We went on a little date afterwards to Chick-fil-A and everything felt surreal. After talking it over, Sammy and I decided to announce that day. Partly because we couldn't keep it a secret anymore, and partly because Fast Sunday was coming up and I'd need to eat during church and it would be obvious then something was up.

I really wanted to do a Stranger Things reveal where I dressed up as Eleven and held up an Eggo box while Sammy held up a PR, but I was too tired to try and put together the outfit, so I went with this with a caption saying "Spooky Scary Skeletons, Kylee has two spines. We'll be parents this October and we're losing our minds." Only a few people thought that I was having twins. I was like, come on people, I still have a spine myself. ;)

When I shared the news on my Twitter, surprisingly none of my regular friends commented, but one of my favorite authors did! She's a local writer and we met at a bookstore last year and she's just so encouraging and amazing. :)

Week 9

Week 9 was a struggle. The nausea worsened, so I started taking Unisom and Vitamin B6 for nausea like the doctor recommended. That first night of taking medication, I slept better than I had in weeks. I'd had no idea just how tired I'd been. Getting more sleep was both good and bad. After I had one good night's rest, I seemed to feel more what I was missing. I had a really hard time focusing and dealing with people. Everyone and everything annoyed me and I just had zero patience.

There was a surprise snowstorm this week and it took both Sammy and I two hours to get home. It was awful and stressful because I didn't feel good. Thankfully I had enough snacks in the car to get me through the drive but I'm just so tired of getting stuck in snowstorms.  

A book I'd been waiting for for years came out and I read it in a day. It was not what I'd been expecting, so that only added to my bad mood. Sammy was really patient with me which I was grateful for.

I had a gut feeling that the baby was a boy this week. There was a super awful Saturday where I was hungry and Sammy wanted to get Costa Vida for dinner and I figured I'd be eating soon enough so I went with. I started feeling really sick in the car and asked to go home, but gave in when Sammy said we'd have food soon enough. Well, the Costa Vida down the street from our house closed so we had to go ten minutes farther, and then they only had one person working on a Saturday so a ten minute wait turned into forty. I was sick the rest of the night for waiting those forty minutes to eat.

This is also when the panic of holy cow we're having a baby this is going to be expensive there are going to be so many changes ahhhhhhhh set in and put me in a funk for a bit. I'm just so worried that I'm going to lose myself and not want to do the things I enjoy or go on dates or hang out with Sammy. Plus there will be a lot of changes all at once, trying to find a new job, dealing with a new schedule and it's just overwhelming. I know everything will work out, I just don't know how.

Week 10 

I ended up taking a day off because I couldn't deal with anyone and it was just what I needed. Pizza from the zoo still sounded delicious and I was telling Sammy about it one night before bed. That night I dreamt that I had my baby and had no idea what to name it, but then had to leave it at the hospital while I ran away from zoo animals on the loose. When I came back my boss was there and I asked where my baby was and she told me I was a horrible mother. When I woke up, I was grateful that none of that had happened. That dream while weird was good for me because it honestly doesn't feel like I'm pregnant or that I'm going to get an actual physical baby at the end of this. That dream and seeing the baby made it a little more real. In the dream the baby was a girl, and I've felt like it was a girl since then. 

Sammy and I went grocery shopping together and he was laughing the whole time because I would get so excited about everything. We left with cheese crackers, fruit snacks, granola bars, poptarts, and other treats we hadn't had since we were kids. I bought some tiny pickles because they sounded delicious, but they ended up being sweet pickles and were nasty. I was pretty upset about it. Now the smell of them hasn't left my fridge for weeks and I smell it every time the door opens and I have so many regrets. 

I can't eat in restaurants. The combination of smells and waiting for food just doesn't work and I end up sick every time. I really tried to go to a restaurant with Sammy's family, but I ended up just dropping him off in the parking lot and going home.

The chickens at the library started getting bigger, and all of my coworkers were fighting over them. I honestly stood there and wondered if I was the last sane person on earth for how much they were fighting.

Week 11 

We were busy this week! After not going out with friends for weeks, we went out to dinner with my old Young Women's leader and saw Black Panther with them. Then we went to a St. Patrick's Day party and ended up getting stuck in the middle of a surprise snowstorm. The party was fun and I tried corned beef for the first time which was delicious and I was glad to spend time with so many friends. But driving in that snowstorm brought up so much anxiety from all these other times of getting stuck in the car for hours and I just cannot wait to not work so far away from home next winter (hopefully.)

Week 12
The littlest baby bump appeared this week, and honestly I'm not even sure that's what it was because it disappeared the next day.


I tried the Crystal Ball Frappuchino and it was amazing and I'm honestly disappointed that it was a one day only thing because I just want to eat it all the time.

I had a major craving for some Salsitas, these chips they had in the vending machines at my high school and after going to multiple stores and gas stations, Sammy was able to find some for me.


One of Sammy's old coworkers is leaving their branch so we went to his goodbye party in a karaoke bar. I was a little nervous but I had so much fun! The people who go there take it very seriously and were such great performers. The food was delicious and I sang 'Zombie' by the Cranberries with my friend Kirsten.


I pet a snake when we had a Harry Potter Animals day at the library.

When we were grocery shopping, I saw the cutest stuffed llama. I convinced Sammy that we should buy it for the baby, but it was actually for me. :) I carried it through the whole store under my arm. I wanted to get a stuffed sloth too that had bunny ears, but Sammy said we couldn't because it wasn't anatomically correct and then our kid would think all sloths had bunny ears.

We're getting ready to move and I found my My Little Pony collection tucked away. I have so many ponies, and I hope my kids like them. That's if I let them play with them. I'm kinda protective of my toys haha!

It still doesn't feel real that I'm pregnant most of the time, besides not feeling great which comes and goes.