Wow, I can’t believe it’s finally election day. I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this day. Maybe I have.
Greg and I got up early and walked over to Horner Park where our voting station was housed. We only had to wait in line for 10 minutes or so. Our ballots were kind of interesting in that beside each candidate’s name there was a broken arrow that you could either fill in or leave blank. I proudly filled in the one next to Barack Obama’s name.
I’ll head to work shortly and then later I’m meeting Greg and a bunch of our friends at a bar near Grant Park to watch everything unfold on television over dinner and drinks. The doors to the rally open at 8:30 and a few of us are going together so it should be pretty fun. I’m so glad that I convinced Greg to go out and not stay home on the couch all night.
Thanks so much for all the pregnancy well wishes. I received so many nice comments and notes. It’s definitely been fun to reveal the news. It’s such an all consuming life change that it’s really just been laughable to not be able to write about it.
I’m feeling pretty good today but last night was kind of a bad night. I’ve found that if I have some juice and eat something right away in the morning I’m fine for half the day. My "morning sickness" seems to come on after lunch though. Anytime between 12 and 2 I start feeling really dreadful, kind of seasick or like I’m coming down with the flu. It hit me hard yesterday and lasted until I went to bed.
From everything I’ve heard and read though, feeling sick is a positive sign that your body is producing all the right hormones. And all accounts report that it shouldn’t last much longer than the first trimester. I’ve already read 5 or 6 pregnancy books, all of which have had varying degrees of helpfulness. My favorite, so far, has been one called Body, Soul and Baby by Tracy Gaudet, M.D.
I tend to lean towards the hippier books and ideas about pregnancy and childbirth and I’m planning to have a natural childbirth, without an epidural and with the help of midwives and a doula, but in a hospital or birthing center. I have four close friends who have all had natural childbirths and so I have lots of inspiration and support to draw from. Also, my local yoga studio, Bloom, offers some really great childbirth and prenatal classes that I’m looking forward to delving into.
I’m a little remiss for pregnant friends though and am hoping to meet some as I go along. Most of my friends who have kids, were all pregnant around the same time 3 and 4 years ago, so I feel a little lonely in my pregnancy. On the other hand, Greg’s mom has been really sweet, calling and emailing often to check in. She’s very excited. And one of my sisters-in-law who found out early on has been helpful too, sending tips and gifts and checking in often.
It’s all pretty wild. Greg and I refer to the baby as the manatee, because according to all the books, that’s pretty much what it looks like right now. And Greg, of course, has been so sweet and thoughtful and helpful. Even when I’ve been teary or cranky or exhausted, he’s been incredibly supportive and patient, all evidence pointing to the wonderful dad he’s going to be.
Well, there’s lots more to say but I must head to work. I can’t wait to tell my kid one day that they were just a baby inside me the day I voted for Barack Obama. Ooh, and that they were there the night that Obama accepted his historic presidency in Grant Park in Chicago.
Don’t forget to vote!