My clothes don’t fit anymore. It’s weird. As we were unpacking, I was sorting my clothes into piles. Pile One: Don’t fit. Pile Two: Should fit. Pile Three: I just bought these, so they better fit for a long while. Unfortunately too many in Pile Two end up in Pile One.

Maybe you’ve guessed it by now. WE ARE EXPECTING! Yes, Phil and Alisha are going to be parents hopefully in the middle of December. I’m fully past my first trimester and the clothes that used to be baggy on me are no longer. I find myself placing my hand on my belly like other pregnant women do and then think, “Oh no, I’m acting like them!” I suppose it isn’t a bad thing, but even though it’s starting to become obvious that I’m showing, I still sometimes have this nagging feeling that I’m not pregnant and it’s time to go on a serious diet.

The day that we found out was quite an event in itself. As our faithful readers will know, we just returned from Indonesia for the month of April. Well, it was exciting to learn that I was pregnant the morning of our departure for Asia. I had a very strong suspicion that I might be, so off I went to the supermarket to get a pregnancy test. We were to leave at 7pm that evening so I wanted to make sure that I could get prenatal vitamins and other necessities (if there were any) before we left. Well, come to find out that my inklings were correct. I showed Phil my positive pregnancy test, and he was pretty surprised and happy. Later, I asked him what his first thought was, and he confided that he wondered if we could still go to Indonesia! Note: All of this happened while we were at my parents’ house.

My morning sickness, thankfully, has been quite mild. I did have a difficult time with eating some of the Indonesia dishes, and I’m still don’t often have an appetite for meat. I was blessed with a lot of time to sleep in Indonesia. I would often finish working at the school at 2pm and Phil would work until 5pm. This gave me a great scheduled time to nap. We also got to tell Phil’s parents that we were pregnant in person. Before the pregnancy, I don’t think that we would have thought that this would be possible since we don’t get to see them that often, but as it worked out, we told them before we told my parents (only by about a week though). We gave Barb a selendang (and Indonesian sling for carrying babies in) to signify the event and Dave guessed what it was before she did. I got to tell my parents that they were going to be grandparents on Mother’s Day. My mom was pretty excited. She’s waited for this a long time.

Anyway, at this point, I’m still looking for a doctor. I’m interested in having our child in a birth center, and I’m going to be checking one out next week. I haven’t been seeing the doctor/midwife as much as I should be right now, but I hope to remedy that soon. We don’t know the gender of our child yet, but some of our friends have already christened him/her as “Xazinaty.” (They all got to pick one letter). The name won’t stick after he/she is born, but we have some other cool names picked out.