Update, Part 2

... Continued from Part 1 ...

Then came the REALLY BIG NEWS. I’ll start from the beginning of this one because it really starts before Christmas. (If you’re a guy, this may be TMI, but you’ll get through it just fine.) I had my yearly woman’s doctor appointment scheduled for December 6^th. And this was a big deal because I hadn’t been to one in a few years, even though I knew I needed to. But, low and behold, Aunt Flo hadn’t completely finished her visit the day of my appointment (NOT going to the doctor like that…) so I rescheduled. The new appointment was for January 14^th because their office was completely booked until then. I figured it would also give me those few extra days so I could make sure Aunt Flo’s January visit was completely over and done with. I kept waiting and waiting and waiting some more, but she didn’t show up on time. That’s not entirely unusual for me. She hasn’t been on schedule since I quit taking birth control… almost 5 years ago. But while I was waiting, there were some really weird things happening to me. I had these incredibly sharp cramps… not all over cramps, but ones in a certain area (not usually in the same place twice) and would quite literally take my breath away. This really didn’t alarm me too much because I normally cramped for 2-3 days before Aunt Flo would make herself known. But these cramps went on for about 2 weeks. There was one day where I was making apple juice flavored crystal light… normally I love apple juice. But the smell of it completely repulsed me to the point where I had to leave the kitchen. I was also extra tired… but I didn’t really get a lot of sleep to begin with so I chalked it up to just needing a day to rest. My “girls” were also incredibly sore… which, again, wasn’t unusual for before Aunt Flo’s visit. I’ve had times where Flo was incredibly late… she had been a week and a half late once and 2 weeks late another time, so I figured I would wait until then to really start to be concerned. However, I didn’t have that much time. Brian and I had agreed that I would wait to take a test on the Friday (January 11^th) morning before my Monday appointment. I figured the outcome from that could potentially change the nature of that appointment. But I have a very impatient husband apparently and he insisted that I take a test the night before I was supposed to. We got home from wrestling practice and I went to the bathroom and took it pretty much immediately. It came up positive. But of course one test wasn’t enough… so we went to town again that night and picked up some more from CVS. The entire time, Brian kept saying “drink more water, drink more water!” But the water didn’t work very quickly, so it took me about 45 minutes to have to go again. That one came up positive too. Mind you, we hadn’t been taking any precautions for a year and a half. I had pretty much given up on it happening and at this point, I was convinced my eyes were only seeing what I wanted to see.

I got to work the next day and called my OBGYN’s office as soon as they opened only to be informed that he is not delivering any longer. So I went on the hunt for a new doctor. I knew of several friends that had their babies delivered through a certain office so I left a message for that one. By the end of the day, they still hadn’t called me back yet. I tried calling them again, but it was too late. So Brian and I decided that we should let close family in on it. I called my mom and asked if they’d like to go to dinner with us… and she completely figured it out! I didn’t hint towards a baby or anything and she still knew what it was about! We met her, my dad, and my brother for dinner that night and I had little boxes with toy baby shoes wrapped up in them. Mom immediately burst into tears and the smile never left my dad’s face. (Those of you that know my dad know that he’s a difficult one to get emotion out of so it was very much welcomed.) I called my grandmother next to tell her and told various family members over the next two days. Mom was sworn to secrecy until we announced it, so I know that was killing her. We went out to dinner with Brian’s mom also… and she, too, burst into tears. After that dinner, we were able to announce it. I was able to get an appointment scheduled with the new doctor that following Monday.

Once it “sunk in”, it still wasn’t very real but I couldn’t ignore it either.  Between that point and my appointment with the doctor, I was scared. Correction: terrified. There are so many “what-if’s” that I think I drove myself nuts with it. I hadn’t been to a woman doctor in years, even after I had a known health problem and I was worried something may have returned. I also know many, MANY people that have had miscarriages in their first trimester. That was constantly in the back of my head. It most likely didn’t help that Brian kept telling me about all of the unpleasant things I get to look forward to. (He quit that after he realized he was scaring me half to death.)

I haven’t had every typical pregnancy symptom. I’ve had some crazy nausea and some weird food aversions. No cravings for things I don’t like yet. I can feel the stretching and pulling which is a weird sensation in itself. I don’t have to go to the bathroom a million times a day. And I’m pretty emotional at times. I’ve had one meltdown so far… long story short, I ended up in the bathroom floor lying on the dog’s bed (it’s big and surprisingly comfy) curled up with a pillow. Brian ended up on the floor next to me rubbing my back until I was able to stop the waterworks. I decided to take a bath afterwards and Brian surprised me with some toast and chicken noodle soup then took care of wrestling that night and told me to stay home and rest. Brian is honestly a great pregnancy partner. He deals with my random bouts of crying (I cried yesterday while still managing to laugh and partially eat a chocolate chip cookie – he held me and rubbed my back until I was done) and my sheer exhausted-ness. I get home from work and it’s really hard for me to get the motivation to do much of anything since sleep is the only thing really on my mind.

.... To be continued!!

Update, part 1

I realize I haven’t written a blog in a while. A few months long. But it wasn’t from a lack of inspiration or whatnot, but more of a plain lack of time to sit down and actually write. So now that I have a spare minute (and by “spare”, I mean while sitting at wrestling practice) I’ll catch you up on what’s been going on in my life.

 

My last blog was about the families in Connecticut. That still hits home for me because it can really happen anywhere. It’s happened more since… not to the same scale, but still school shootings nonetheless. Politically, I agree with the gun law restructure that the Democrats are trying to get passed. No, I do not support the ridiculous theory that Democrats are trying to ban all guns. Not only does that completely infringe on the 2^nd amendment, but it’s just not feasible. The only way that would ever work is if every single gun on this planet were located and destroyed along with design plans for them and if every person that physically manufactures guns are “removed”. You’d also have to get every single country on this planet to do the same. So it is physically and ideologically impossible. What I do agree with, however, are the propositions on the table: the need to remove magazines that have a high amount of ammunition, ban on personal ownership on assault weapons, and having background checks on all gun purchases. I have some additions to the proposal too that I wish were included. I think they need to have people available to do background checks BEFORE a gun show and this check has to be cleared before the start of the show and is required to gain entry. I think there needs to be mental evaluations before being able to purchase a gun. Just because someone’s background is clean, doesn’t mean that their mental health is still there. And also, I think there needs to be a limit on how many guns a person can own.

Now, before you start screaming that only people that will go through this are law-abiding citizens and they shouldn’t be punished for following the law. Guess what? I AGREE WITH YOU! You may also argue that criminals are going to break the law anyway, so they’ll still find a way to get a gun. Guess what?? I AGREE WITH YOU!! But just because they’re going to get it one way or another, doesn’t mean that we can’t deter them from easier access. It is all too easy to go to a gun show and buy a gun and go on a shooting rampage as soon as you leave. I read a news article the other day where a man had over 1700 guns confiscated from his house. Apparently he had illegal guns in Canada and they suspected that the guns he had here were also illegal. He was suspected of gun trafficking, tax evasion, among other things. But that aside… there is no reason that is good enough to me to explain why a man needed THAT many guns. That man did NOT need his own personal arsenal, regardless of if they were purchased legally or not. I personally think that is entirely too many. That is just something terrible waiting to happen… one of those criminals that want to get a gun could have their pick from his if they were to figure out a way to break in. Which, if they want in bad enough, they’ll get in… trust me. That man was just inviting trouble.

On another topic, we hosted Christmas dinner for my side of the family on Christmas Day. My brother, sister in law, and baby nephew were able to make it to town to be with everyone. I got to buy a baby toy which I love to do since I hardly get to do it. He rode that car until he was too tired to do it anymore. My mother in law hosted dinner for his side of the family and I got to buy more baby toys (hehe). We had extra family there this year, which was very nice, so they got to play games with us and fill up on food. The food turned out great, as usual. My mother in law even made her really delicious cheesy potatoes that I like so much.

Timothy turned 10… officially double digits. That kid is getting too old too quick. Personally, I would love to put a brick on his head and keep him small forever, but I guess that doesn’t work too well. We managed to get tickets to go see the Harlem Globetrotters and took him (and Thomas) to see them. So now, every time they see a commercial for them, both of the kids yell “HEY! WE GOT TO SEE THEM!” It makes me feel good when we are able to take them to things that they’ve never done before.

Then New Year’s came. We tried our hardest to stay awake, but we all crashed before the ball dropped. Brian managed to wake up during the countdown (at 5, I think) and woke me up real quick. The kids were asleep in Timothy’s room so we couldn’t get to them in time. We had our annual midnight kiss and went in Timothy’s room, told the kids good night, covered them up, and went to bed.

2013 has started out pretty well for us. I hit a personal goal… I ended up losing a total of 63 pounds since last March. I think I did pretty well with it since I needed to “maintain” my weight for two different weddings with a couple months in between and with the holidays and how my family (personal and extended) loves to eat, as I think I’ve mentioned already.

.... To be continued with the BIG NEWS!!!