Wednesday, April 25, 2012


You may have noticed that I have not been a very consistent blogger lately. You may have also noticed that my topics have been, well, lame. There is a reason. A very good reason. The reason is that I'm a terrible liar. And the only thing that I have been thinking about, was the only thing that I could not share...

Until now...

Jeremy and I are very excited to announce that we have a little Baby Frank (Franklet) on the way!!!

Yes, I did take 6 different tests. 3 Different brands. Just to be 100% sure. You can never be too sure.

And then we had the great joy of sharing the news with our family...via pasta sauce...wrapped in gift wrap.

And so here begins a whole new chapter of life! And blogging! I hope you will come along for the ride. It has been quite a ride already. I have been just bursting at the seams to share with all of you. I will try to share a few of my 1st trimester stories over the next few weeks, but for now, I have to share the initial story.

After I took 6 home tests, I still felt that I wanted to go into the doctor for a 7th, and final test. Jeremy and I went to the doctor's office later that day, giddy with excitement. Well, I was giddy, Jeremy was, as usual, being very efficient with his emotions.

I took the 7th test at the doctor's office...clearly, it was positive!

We not yet considered when this baby would be due.

We sat down to meet with the nurse, as my doctor was in surgery (though I did ask if he could step out to meet with me. Yes, I now realize this is ridiculous, at the time, it did not seem that way.)

The nurse took out her little wheel, dial, thingey to determine the Franklet's due date. She twisted the wheel left, then right, our eyes peeled on her dial like it was about to determine the fate of our lives. Which it basically was. And then she landed on a date...

October 31st.

And of course, this the only vision that came to mind.

Doctors and nurses, delivering my baby, dressed up in costume. The crayon is the one who puts in my IV. the guy in the pig/bunny suit would be the doctor. Fred Flintstone would be my nurse. And the space guy would be the anesthesiologist.

Yep, a guy in a pig/bunny suit is going to deliver my baby.

A Halloween baby!

Docs, please leave your costumes at home.

Stay tuned for more updates! Thank you for your patience these last 3 months as my blogs have been boring. But really, what do you say when you can't talk about the one thing you WANT to talk about?!


Scorpicon said...

Woo-hoo! You guys are pasta sauce! I like pasta sauce. Congrats!

Robyn said...

Congrats!!!!!! I am SO excited for both of your and I can't wait to meet the newest Frank!!!!!!!!!!!!

KRISTIN said...

I love that you took 6 tests and went to the doctor! I took four and was furious when my doctor said that they pretty much base it on the home tests. BUT, for once in my life endo worked in my favorite, cuz once I busted that out they saw me right away. :)

So excited to follow along since we're basically doing this side by side! SO EXCITED!

Cory said...

Congratulations! I like that you used Pasta sauce to announce it and that you've appropriated the term "Franklet"... has good general advice and the "Doctor's" articles are pretty informative. Don't get sucked into the forums...

Best of luck!

Creole Wisdom said...

How wonderful Kara! I am thrilled for you :)

Unknown said...

So many wonderful uses for a jar or Prego. Love it!

Amy said...

Yay for the little Franklet! They're so much fun and I can imagine you're going to be an amazing mom. Not that I've met you but just from reading your posts, I think you'll be the fun mom.