fist official photo, and a rough season ahead

I am sorry to report that since my last post, I have not kicked the morning sickness in the bud, and with the second trimester on the horizon, my future child has about a week to get it together. That being said, I thought I would post a picture of the little seamonkey so that others can see how strange babies look at 7 weeks.
On to the second subject... The tragedy that seems to be the Tennessee Volunteer 2008 season. I am afraid that we are in for a long fall here in vol country. They looked ok today, but only played UAB. I cannot hope for us to be so lukcy next weekend, even if it is my birthday!

nobody told me....

So, we have big news in the Bergeron household... we are pregnant! Baby Bergeron will arrive sometime around April 2, 2009. This new state in which I find myself, has been met with so many emotions, fears, and feelings of utter nausea! Taking the pregnancy test is a weird phenomenon. While you always know there is a possibility that you could be pregnant, you never really think it is going to happen. Then BANG, out of nowhere your life is changed by a double line. You don't look or feel different at first, and yet you can't help but feel like everything has changed. As you may expect, I had all of these emotions, accompanied by the stress of how this fits into residency and life as a doctor. While none of these things have been resolved, nor will they anytime soon, my fears have been met with a great deal of peace and grace. I have a bad habit of freaking out and trying to fix everything myself. This is a vicious match of arm wrestling between me and God, where I alway lose, and by his patience and grace He teaches me to trust him, and ultimately restores the joy in whatever the situation may be.

Lately the situation at hand has been morning sickness, and pretty much everything associated with being pregnant. I have found that it is really difficult to begin the bonding process with your child when the only indication that said child exists is the fact that you want to throw up your toenails pretty much every minute you are awake. With this attitude you might imagine that i was not feeling the blessings that children can be, but rather feeling sorry for myself. I had no idea the labor of love all of our mothers endure to bring us into the world and care for us for the rest of her life. I mean... we make our awfulness known from the get go. I have apologized to my mom on numerous occasions these past 9 weeks.

So on to what nobody tells you.... morning sickness is the worst thing ever... and "morning" is a most unfortunate misnomer. Morning sickness as some male obviously called it begins anytime your feet hit the floor, whether that is to go pee in the middle of the night, or just to get up and attempt to move on with your day. This feeling will last until you find a way to fall asleep at night. Holy Cow it is NO FUN. The feeling can best be described as either feeling so hungry that you are nauseated and no food seems good enough to put in your zipcode much less near your mouth.... or as a flu that lasts the better part of 6 weeks. The foods that you can choke down this week become absolutely repulsive next week, it is bizarre. Luckily after bearing the burden un-medicated for a couple of weeks, I have discovered phenergan... the best medicine ever, which has allowed me to resume a functional level of activity.
Stay tuned for more interesting adventures.

I should have just married a doctor... :) just kidding

Well, today has been filled with many hours of studying for the second part of my US licensing exam for Medicine. I am taking the test a week from yesterday and still have not brought myself to the intensity level necessary to prepare for the test, much less do well. This thing is a beast! 9 hours, and by the end I can pretty much guarantee to be seeing double.. Hope all of you are fairing better than me!

Malinda's Wedding

June 7, 2008 proved to be the perfect setting for the marriage of Malinda Burkhart and Del Harris. Prior to that week I had worn my TB mask to help Malinda, my best friend, pack up her apartment to move to Knoxville. It was with both excitement and sadness that I did so, since this meant she would no longer live close.

Following the move, I drove to Knoxville to help with the wedding preparations. Anju, another friend from medical school, was my gracious host. We did everything from paint signs to set up chairs and tables, to decorate the tables for the reception. In the end, the day could not have been more perfect. The heat broke and the rain stayed away. The result was one of the most beautiful weddings I have ever been apart of. Upon seeing Del's face when Malinda came toward him, everyone in attendance knew that "At last" she had come home.

Del and Malinda had dated since college, and their courtship was fast approaching 7 years, the majority of which had been long distance. Del hardly ever complained about his long trips to visit her, or his "chores" upon arriving (hanging fans, frames, etc) He patiently waited for her and supported her dreams. The look on his face said it all when she finally moved home. He was gitty, and moved! I love to watch the groom, especially when it is the love of my best friend's life! His reaction was everything one could have hoped for.


Prior to the wedding, the bridesmaids gathered for a round of toasts and champagne from a can! (classy) What a disaster... we were all crying, especially me. I don't know why but wedding's really get to me. I was unable to appropriately toast my friend, for fear that my mascarra was not actually as waterproof as the packaged maintained.

Blake was in charge of parking the cars/driving the golf carts, which I think he did more of than park the cars. He loved flirting with the little old ladys and going as fast as possible up and down the hill.

Over all the day was a complete success, with much fun and much dancing. The flower girl was particularly drawn to me, for reasons I will never understand, telling her daddy she wanted to go dance with the blue girl. She danced with the blue girl alright, and added to my sweat problem that quickly got out of control. FYI blue dresses show wetness well!