Day 2

Walmart just seems to be the happening place for awkward moments. After doing some research, we decided I needed to get some prenatal vitamins! So we printed of everything that the mayo clinic site said needed to be in the vitamins and headed to walmart. So another repeat of yesterday. We were trying to be inconspicous will checking every single option of prenatal vitamins. A few minutes into this process of comparing various vitamin concentrations, Casey, in an effort to stand up quickly as someone was coming dropped his armful of prenatal vitamins all over the ground. He blushed as a ripe tomato and then tried to pick them all up and shove them into our basket. So much for being secretive! Haha.

In our excitement about being pregnant, we also spent a bit of time online searching information about good/bad things to eat. Of course, eating more fruits and veggies was the ticket! Earlier this week we had signed up to recieve this thing called "bountiful baskets"! How ironic. It's a co op deal where you get 30-40 dollars worth of fruits and veggies for fifteen dollars every saturday throughout the year. You never know what you get, it's just whatever food is in season (well in Cali, or Arizona or wherever the stuff comes from), and today was pick up day! Coincidence...i think not. :)

So now I am armed and ready with prenatal vitamins-high in folic acid, and a big laundry basket of health food.

In other news, I called the doctor yesterday. I was nervous about calling the doctor anyway, because I was still in shock and as my luck would have it the nurse wasn't exactly friendly. All my fears of people judging me for being pregnant went spiraling through my head. Not even a "oh congratulations" came out of her mouth. I mean hello, that secretary was the first person to know that I was pregnant besides my husband! She's one of those with no 'phone-side manners'. She didn't even give me any information at all about what I should do. I found out about the prenatal vitamins online. She just said come in three months. And I was thinking, "yeah, sure, I have no idea about pregnancy and so I'll just sit here for three months wondering what is going on in my body. Thank you for your help. Not."

That is the bad part of not telling anyone your pregnant. How are you supposed to know what to do if you don't tell anyone your pregnant. Just grin and bear it? Apparently.