So, lets play a little catch up.

Keeping a secret is tough. Not telling the world that you are going to be a father is torture. Thats what my wife and I did for three weeks. I was constantly dodging questions from friends and family members...you know, those questions that every young married couple hears like "So, when are you guys gonna start trying to have a baby." Now, I have always done my best to avoid lying, in fact I hate liers almost as much as I hate theives, but sometimes I had to "dodge" a few questions. But for those of you I "dodged," forgive me.

Monday, April 21st. The Doctor
This was probably the biggest "story" we had to come up with. Normally, it would have been a little odd for both of us to go to a doctor's appointment together, but we told our parents that it was a follow-up to a recent surgery that she had and that she wanted me there for support. Luckily, it worked, and nobody thought any more of it. As for the appointment, it was basically a $25, 10 minute confirmation of what we already knew.

Besides the story-telling and creative answers, most of the first three weeks were filled with purchasing books, buying supplies, and worrying about where the money was going to come from. Colleen began experiencing what I guess is called "morning sickness" and aversions to certain foods. Even the mere mention of things like chicken bacon chalupas made her turn green in the face and black in the heart. Rule #1: Never, Ever make a pregnant woman mad! Most days, she would have periods of nausea. Also, I noticed that she was becoming more fatigued. I guess it didn't help that she was preparing for finals and working 30+ hours a week.

Well, its getting late, and I guess that is about all of the important points of the first weeks. If you haven't bored yourself to tears yet reading this blog, then you just wait. I got 7 more months to go.