More Pregnant than I thought

Despite the body changes and the positive take-home test, I still had a hard time imagining that I was actually pregnant.  If I’m pregnant, that means I will eventually have a baby… and that’s a really hard concept to grasp.  It’s like thinking about outer space.  “What’s out there?  How big is it, and what is beyond that, and beyond that, …. and why is it here?”  And then my brain shuts down, and I have to think about something else.  Same goes for thinking about myself being pregnant.

But I had my first doctor’s appointment yesterday, and it turns out that not only am I really, truely pregnant… I am one week more pregnant that I thought.  I kept good track, so I’m not sure how that happened, but it is what it is.  I’m now 9 weeks.  Baby grew really fast this week.  Tail’s gone.

I had a sonogram too, and saw the tiny tiny hearbeat going really fast.  That’s really freaky.  I think because now I have something inside me which can be harmed.  Is that motherly instinct kicking in already?

Baby has a halo in the sonogram image, so now it’s “Saint Lester”.

To blog, or not to blog…

Why on earth would I do this?  I have enough to do already, and certainly my eyes won't hold up to more screen-staring.  Do I have anything interesting to say?  Not usually, or regularly.  Do I even want people reading this?  Not sure yet.  And when did I become such a geek?  The thing is, I should have some experience with this for my job as a tech trainer.  People ask about it.  The other thing is, just this week I started a graduate program in Educational Technology.  I'm currently studying Computer Supported Collaborative Learning.  From what I know, blogs might fit into this area of ET, so it would behoove me to try it out.  I am also attracted to the diary-aspect of blogging.  I have tried, unsuccessfully, to keep a diary of sorts a few times and when travelling.  The best I ever did was for a few months in high school, and reading it is quite a trip.  Now I'm starting alot of new things and experiences in my life, and it would be nice to have some sort of record of these things, and my thoughts at the time.  My aunt has in her possession my grandma's diary.  In it, she talks about meeting and dating my grandfather, which is so cool.  I'm married, so I won't have anything of that nature- my highschool diary has enough declarations of love anyway.

One of my usual tactics in making decisions is the pro/con list.  So let's see how the scales weigh out.

Why not blog?
- likely chance of  e-humiliation
- not much to say
- spend too much time at computer already
- not sure I want to make it public, so what's the point?
- I still think blogging is wierd

Why blog?
- work use
- education use
- historical use (minimal)
- to force myself to take more photos
- everybody else is doing it

Even.  Will just have to try it out for a bit and then decide.