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Dear Little One,

I think is the time to tell you about your Papa, and just how lucky you are to have him.

I should begin with some context. Some people say we are so deeply in love that we look like two adolescents… And because I love him I should not be the right person to tell you he is the best in the world! So I have to admit that Papa has human faults like anyone else. Most of the times he does not listen to me – he just pretends he is listening and keeps on saying: “Hum, Hum, yes Dear”. He always feels like cooking, but I have to answer questions like “Where are the groceries?” – when he mounted the all shelf and set place for all the products! How could I live without him? However I have to admit - if I was treated like a Princess before, now I am being treated as a Queen!
I think mothers always believe the father of their children is the best in the World. Yours is definitely the best father in the world, the best father I could ever wish for you.

Your Papa will be your best teacher for all things outdoors and space-like. Watching the stars and satellites in orbit on very clear nights - these are only some of the things I’ve learnt with him. He will also teach you the difference between a satellite and a plane in the sky! And I guess you’ll like accompanying him on his runs and bike rides. He is already planning to buy a special pram so that you can go for a run together. I think he can also teach you how to play the guitar – as I have been a lousy apprentice. Or maybe you are already so used to it that is no mystery anymore…

He is sometimes very serious but also silly – so silly that makes me laugh! So I predict many and many secrets between you both, that I will not dare to interfere or understand… He will also be the reference for your future life. He will teach you how to be honest, polite, hard working and self-confident. I think he is as happy as me with the good news!

So I really think you have the best father in the world!

I love you,

Mama

Hoje fomos ao médico de novo. Que sensação ver a evolução de há quarto semanas para cá… A cabeça já é mais proporcional ao tamanho do corpo, os braços e pernas vêem-se claramente na ecografia. Esteve sempre a mexer os braços e pernas, a abrir e fechar as mãos, até que ficou um pouco aborrecido com esta história de o estarem a vigiar, que decidiu voltar as costas ao Doutor!
Por isso ainda nao deu para ver se e um menino ou uma menina, mas isto é de somenos. O que importa realmente é saber que esta tudo bem.
Já ligámos aos avozinhos a dizer que está tudo bem.
Próxima consulta, dia 11 de Setembro.

We are back from some days in Portugal. Lots of sun, beach, fresh fish, friends and family. Away from TV, internet, etc, etc, so very nice and relaxing.

No big news upon returning to what we already call home. Jean-Christophe and Vera left for their world trip. Veronica’s kid is still nice and comfy inside her belly, due for the 20th.

Today starts the 12th week.

They did say that more than half of pregnant women have it. So, starting from this past weekend, K is in the statistics… In fact, in her case is all day sickness. I am now on a forced diet.

Going now on 8 weeks and counting.

K and I went today to the doctor for the first appointment. Although we are still in the middle of the 7th week, he made an ultrasound already. Not surprisingly, not a lot could be easily seen. He just confirmed the good placement of the embryo and that everything is as expected for this time. She got some advice about stuff to care about, and that was about it. K was a bit nervous about all this, but I have to confess that it looks that I am taking this very relaxedly. I mean, after all, this is the most basic fact of life, so there is no reason to get nervous.

We’ll go back there in two weeks just before we go home. After that we may open the blog to the family and friends.

Arrendámos uma casa nova. A nossa aqui estava a aborrecer por causa da alcatifa, e uma outra série de pormenores, e achámos que podíamos encontrar uma outra casa melhor. Na verdade desde o início do ano que andamos a procurar na Internet. Mas não tem sido fácil. Ora precisam de obras, ora são fora do orçamento ou não cumprem os requisitos. Vimos uma há pouco tempo, gostámos e ficámos com ela. Foi assim como que amor à primeira vista, tiro e queda! A partir de Setembro vamos mudar de casa. Assinámos o contrato dia 21 de Junho.

Como gostamos mesmo é de complicar, achamos que estava na altura de aumentar a família, e depois de um mes (sim, apenas um) aconteceu! Em Fevereiro do próximo ano nascerá o nosso primeiro descendente! Eu nem queria acreditar e só ao segundo teste de gravidez (ambos positivos) é que cai em mim. Nunca pensámos que isto fosse assim tão rápido, mas o Tiago estava mais convencido que eu que ia ser a primeira!

Agora a casa parece-nos pequena, mas vai dar. E como disse ontem a nossa amiga Lúcia, mesmo sem saber: “Ah, no quarto extra preparam já o quartinho do bebé”!

Ontem contámos à família. O tonto do meu irmão, enviou um s.m.s. à minha irmã (que não estava em casa na ciber-conferencia-familiar pela Internet) a dizer: “tou lixado! Vais ser tia.” A coitada ligou de imediato à minha mãe a saber o que se passava. Afinal não era o mano, era a mana!!!!

Estas coisas de ser tudo a primeira tem o que se lhe diga

K repeated the test again. Another brand of course. And of course positive again. I intimately knew that she was indeed pregnant even since conception. Weird, these things.
So now that’s it. We are getting used to the idea and hoping that everything goes well. Today starts the 6th week.

We discovered today that K is pregnant. While this was sort of planned, we were very surprised that it worked at the first attempt. As the fact settles in, I am still not sure how I feel. K wants to repeat the test. I am sure the result will be the same. Should be 5 weeks counted from LMP.