Thursday, March 28, 2013

And so the story goes..

So, this happened:

Well, more like January is when it officially happened.  Adam and I are overjoyed and so excited about the arrival of our newest love in early October!  I am officially 13 weeks tomorrow, and so happy to finally be entering into second trimester.  First trimester....needless to say, has been rough.  I've had my good days (few and far between) and many bad days.  And when I say bad days, I mean nausea so bad I didn't want to move.  That's the reason for my lengthy blog disappearance.  Time that would normally be spent clicking away on the computer, was time spent on the couch resting and snoozing.  Thankfully, I feel the shade lifting and I'm hoping that I'm on the path to feeling second trimester good!  Do I have any idea what I'm having?  Absolutely no clue.  Some days I say girl, some days I say boy.  All we want is a healthy child.  We just feel so lucky to have been blessed with another precious gift from above.  And so.....

I found out I was prego Tuesday, January 29th.  I was almost a week late before I found out.  A little back story: Adam and I have been trying for baby since July 2012.  After going through the heartbreak of losing our second son in late 2011, we finally were ready to start trying again.  So last summer the fun began....and began....and began.  I was so confused, sad, anxious- it was October and we weren't pregnant.  What was the deal?  I've always been one of the super lucky women that can "try" once and get pregnant.  What was going on?  So I decided to take it in my own hands and instead of relying on my "fertile days" according to WebMD I bought the Clearblue Ovulation Predictor kit.  You know, the one with the smiley face?  Well, I was convinced this was just what I needed.  I'd gotten enough test sticks for two months.  So here we go again, "trying" on the days that little smiley face told me were the big days.   And Aunt Flow continued to rear her annoying head each month.  Ugh.  I was over it.  Luckily, we spent the better part of December being busy with weddings, parties, Christmas, New Years, that I really didn't have time to mull over the fact that we weren't pregnant yet.  So the new year comes and January it is.  That's when things started getting serious.  And by serious I mean I was all about getting my baby.  At the risk of giving TMI, let's just say that Adam and I tried hard for a baby.  You catching my drift? ;)

January 24th hits (the day I was supposed to start) and as soon as my feet touch the ground I immediately take a pregnancy test.  Surely this time we're pregnant......except the test is negative.  What the hell?  That day I go to Griffin to meet my family for lunch to celebrate my sister's birthday.  After lunch I'm exhausted.  And moody.  Of course, I'm blaming all of these symptoms on the fact that my period's going to start any second and I don't pay much attention to them.  At that point I had finally decided to let the agonizing over getting pregnant go.  I just couldn't do it to myself anymore.  I was making myself miserable.  I was obviously going to get pregnant when God intended me to get pregnant- not on my timetable.  So that weekend, the fam and I pack up and head to the mountains with Adam's family. 

After our relaxing weekend, we head home late that Sunday afternoon.  By Sunday I'm officially 4 days late.  I've never been that late in my life.  I just assume it's a delayed period and I'll start at any second.  Plus, I had taken the pregnancy test on Thursday morning and it was negative, so I'm not pregnant, right?  Monday rolls around and again I haven't started.  I'm now 5 days late-something is definitely up.  After taking an abnormally long nap that Monday afternoon, I wake up and immediately run up to the drugstore and get some cheap store-brand pregnancy tests.  I pee on the stick and one line....and then two lines show up.  What??  OMG!  But wait, that test line is faint.  Very faint.  Am I imagining this?  By this time it's 5:15 and I just cannot wait to go to my OBGYN's office in the morning and take a test.  So I head to the Doc in the Box up the road.  After drawing my blood they inform me they won't have the test results until after 2 the following afternoon.  What??  OMG!  I can't wait that long!  I might as well have just waited to call my Doctor the next morning.  Frustrated I head back to the store and pick up some Clearblue Easy pregnancy tests.  After getting back home I inform Adam and he tells me to wait until tomorrow morning to take the tests.  Surprisingly, I wait.  The next morning I pop out of bed and......

Whoomp there it is!

I am pregnant.  Oh my goodness, it really happened.  I woke Adam up by shoving these tests in his face, but he told me to wait until we hear from the Doc in the Box with the blood test results before sharing with our parents.  The hours between 7am and 2pm were insane.  I was about to jump out of my skin.  When my phone finally rang at 2:20 that afternoon confirming my pregnancy, I was about to burst.  And so it began.....

I went for my first doctor's appointment on Valentines Day.  (How sweet is that??)  I got to see my little nugget on the ultrasound screen and my heart burst with joy.

Happy Valentines Day to me!! :)

My last appointment was Tuesday, March 12th and I got to hear the sweet heartbeat.  Best sound ever!!  Fast too- 178 bpm.  Wonder what that could be?!?

I go back a week from next Tuesday (April 9th) for a regular appointment, and then I'll go back two weeks later for a 16 week heart ultrasound.  I'm just hoping and praying every day that my baby has a healthy and whole heart.  All I can do is trust in God's plan.  I also hope to find out what we're having at that appointment- fingers crossed!

Thank you ALL for your sweet comments, likes, messages, etc. on Facebook and Instagram!  Having friends like all of you make me feel like the luckiest girl in the world!  Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

And so the journey officially begins.......


Monday, March 25, 2013

Weekend catch-up

It's Monday, y'all!  I am not a huge fan of Monday's; however, the sun is out and although it's f-reezing out with the crazy wind, it's nice to see a blue sky after days of cloudy ones.

We had a busy weekend.  Saturday afternoon we celebrated Aaron's 3rd birthday with a party at McDonalds.  The party was a success!  It really couldn't have gone better than if I had dreamed it.  Most importantly, my Aaron Mo had a great time and that's really all that mattered.  He had around 10 friends show up, and the location couldn't have been better.  The kids played their hearts out at the inside playground while the parents got to socialize.  My only expense (besides Aaron's presents, decorations, and cake) was the $40 for the kids happy meals.  And I have to rave about the McDonalds (on Bass Road in Macon)- their customer service was excellent!  So if any of you readers are interested in a Mickey D's party, I say go for it.  The best part is- it's not your house that you have to clean afterwards!  Can't beat that.
Aaron got a massive amount of cars, games, legos, a tee ball set, a baseball mitt and baseball, and etc. and now has a cool trampoline in our backyard thanks to his grandparents and great-grandparents.  Now that we've survived the third birthday party, let's hope we can survive the third year just as well.  Fingers crossed!

Yesterday I met up with four of my besties for a long lunch.  It's so nice being able to spend time together, especially when we don't get to see each other as often as we'd like to.  I've always believe that the definition of a true friendship is one where you can go weeks, months, heck in some situations, years without seeing each other and pick up right where you left off.  That's what these girls are to me, and I'm so lucky to have them.  Anyway, after a long, leisurely lunch I stopped by my parents house for a quick hello before hitting the road to head back to Macon.  On the way home I had the brilliant idea of creating a "Mo Thugs" station on Pandora, and I seriously jammed out on the way home.  It was high school all over again: "Ghetto Cowboy," "Thuggish Ruggish Bone," Notorious B.I.G.  Ha!  I know so random, but sometimes you need some rap in your life.  This is totally the station we're using for our next dance party, y'all!

Um, can we talk about Walking Dead??!  Daryl crying?  Oh em gee.  Merle dying.  OMG!  (For those of you that haven't watched I just gave away the major spoilers- sorry!)  Seriously, somebody needs to take the Guv'nah down.  I'm over him and he's seriously cray.  And I'm probably going to get some haters for saying this, but will they take Glenn as well?  He just annoys me.  Is it weird that I was a Merle fan?  He really was a somewhat good guy way, way down.  He let badass Michonne go.  He loved Daryl (but then again, who doesn't?).  Daryl breaking down was almost too much for me to handle.  He needed a shoulder to cry on.  Like mine. ;)  Next Sunday's going to be good.  I'm a little bit too excited about it.

We have Aaron's 3 year pics tonight. I'm hoping this insane wind won't make things unbearable tonight.  Needless to say, I'm arming myself with suckers and probably chocolate in order to get these pics done right.  Don't judge.

We're meeting our realtor to look at a couple of houses before we meet to take pics.  I wish I could say I was looking forward to it, but I'm not.  We just haven't found anything we're in love with, and we aren't going to settle for less.  We want a certain school district, we want a garage (believe it or not we've never had one!), we want a freakin' laundry room.  It seems like the only houses available (in our price range) offer only one of those things.  Frustrating!  Why must the houses that we love, that has all those things we want, and would be perfect for us are out of our price range??  Ugh!  Trying to stay positive.  We have another 5 or so months to find our dream home.  This will work out.  It has to. 

P.S. If the dirty rumor that Perez Hilton has started is true that my ASkars is dating Ellen Page I just threw up in my mouth.  If Juno can date him than I sure as hell can! (of course, in my non-married imaginative world!) ;)

Enjoy your Monday!


Thursday, March 21, 2013

House Hunting

If you've been reading my blog over the past few years, you know our housing situation has constantly been up in the air.  Currently, we are living in Macon and have been since 2006.  We had a brief stint back in Griffin in 2011, but moved back to Mac-Town in early 2012 to focus on selling our house.  Selling?  What a joke.  I know that I'm definitely not the only one dealing with the depressing after-effects of the housing market crash in (whaddya know) 2006.  Adam and I have always said that had we known how bad the real estate market was going to get, we definitely would not have bought a house seven years ago.  Now don't get me wrong, I love our house.  I'm actually the one that found this house when we began the pursuit of our first home.  We got engaged here, we started a family here, and it's home.  Our sweet, little love shack. ;)  We live in a great location, have awesome neighbors, and honestly, if it weren't for the need for more room, we very well would wait this housing craziness out until we could sell it for what we bought it for.  However, there are some changes coming to our family this year (good changes that I'll elaborate on very soon), which makes moving somewhere else the best decision for our family.

Lately, Adam's job is requiring him to work in Atlanta more often which is great.  With that in mind, we've decided to move (again) closer to the Atlanta area.  Which means back to Griffin.  Since we're planning on settling for awhile we've decided to buy and I'm so excited.  I know Griffin's been catching a lot of flack lately; however, that was where I was born and raised and many of my happiest memories involve growing up in that small town.  Luckily, Griffin's close enough to metro Atlanta where Adam will be able to come home most nights that he works and that sounds great to me.  So begins the home search!

Except we haven't found anything that we're in love with....yet.  We have an excellent realtor (April English at Southern Realty- look her up!) and I have complete confidence in the fact that she's going to help us find our dream home.  We've only been seriously looking for a month now and we have a good 5-6 months before we have to make a move.  I just want us to find "the one."  You know, the house where you pull in the driveway and you say "this is my home."  (As a side note, I got that phrase from April and it rings so true.)  So, the search continues!  We would like to find a somewhat newer home (even if it's an older home that's been remodeled); we're not interested in a fixer-upper.  As of right now, that's mostly what is available in the area we'd like to be in.  I'm definitely not saying anything is wrong with a fixer-upper; if we had all the money in the world we'd gladly take one of those lovely homes built in the 50's-70's and go to town.  Right now it's just not something we're interested in.  There are several homes out there that I love, but the pricing is way out of our league.  I know things will work out.  Just trying to be positive and confident in that feeling when my obsessive-compulsive nature kicks in!

Anyway, I hope all of you are having a great week!  We have a busy weekend ahead.  We're having Aaron's 3rd birthday party at Mickey D's this weekend.  Am I crazy?  Probably.  However, the thought of having several toddlers running around my house destroying everything in it's path led me running for the hills (ore more like the phone book) for another solution.  Voila- McDonald's!  I'm taking it back old-school and I'm kinda digging it.  I mean, weren't birthday parties at the Golden Arches all the rage back in the day?  I'll post some pics.

Sunday I'm meeting up with some of my besties for lunch, and Monday we have Aaron's 3 year pics.  Lord help me- I'm dreading it.  Not the pics, but trying to get a very head-strong/stubborn 3 year old to pose for pics (i.e. smile- not complain) is an act of God.  I'm already exhausted just thinking about it.

If I don't update this weekend, have a good one!


Monday, March 18, 2013

Weekend Recap

Happy Monday after St. Paddy's!  Y'all hungover??  Yesterday was pretty busy for us as we celebrated Aaron's 3rd birthday.  My baby is 3.  I honestly cannot believe how fast time is flying.  Soon he'll be 13....then 23....then 33 with a kid and another on the way.  Some days I wish time would just stop for a second.  Between laughing at my silly boy, I spent a lot of it in tears, happy tears of course, at my growing boy.  He amazes me in every wonderful way possible.  He's smart as a whip (he definitely got his dad's brains), yet hilarious, silly, mischievous, strong, independent; the list of adjectives goes on and on.  And yes, I'm a little biased.  However, he makes me so proud every day to be his mom.  And though I don't offer up a lot of words of wisdom, I will say (and have always said) that when he grows up to be a kind, hard-working man who loves others, is good to others, is his best self than I'll have done my job.  That I know for sure.

I want to thank each and every one of you that took time out of your busy day to comment or "like" his picture on Facebook or Instagram; I also want to thank the special people that called or texted- it meant so much to me that you had time in your day to wish my baby a happy day.  Thank you.

I have something to get off my chest, and if I can't do it on my blog, where else can I do it?  So here goes: my feelings get hurt over more stuff on Facebook, Instagram, etc. then anything else.  How crazy is that??  "Why didn't so and so like my picture?"  "Why didn't so and so comment?"  It's ridiculous how much I let stuff like that affect me.   For example, yesterday there were so many of you fantastic, wonderful people that commented and "liked" my picture of my child, yet all I could think of were the people that didn't.  And I know who they are!  How terrible is that?  Instead of focusing on the positive- on the people that cared enough to say something or click "like," I felt myself getting angrier and angrier at the people that didn't.  That's what Facebook, Instagram, etc has done.  It makes you so aware of these things.  And as entertaining and fun as they are, some days I just don't know if the stress, hurt feelings, and anger are worth it.  Will I delete my accounts?  Probably not.  At least not right now.  Because as much as I complain, I guess I'm glutton for punishment.

So again, to all of you people that took time out of your schedules to even click a "like" button (and you know who you are) THANK YOU!

Totally did not mean for this to become so serious; I think watching the Walking Dead episode from last night has my stress level through the roof- ha!  Enjoy your evening!


Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Just when you thought I was gone...

Hi friends!  Wow, I haven't blogged in almost 2 months.  Eeek!  I'm sorry.  I kinda have a way of disappearing sometimes- sorry about that.  I promise to elaborate further on this soon.  I'll just say that this year has proved to be very busy (and exciting) for us! :) 

Let's catch up, shall we?

  • I am completely obsessed over the Bachelor Sean Lowe and his fiancee, Catherine Giudici.  Like, stalking them on Twitter and Instagram.  I just think they're two of the most beautiful people on earth, and I am so freakin' excited that they're getting married.  You'd think I knew them or something?  It's getting a little cray.  In other crazy news, I've also found Sean's sister (MixandMatchMama) on Instagram and am now stalking her, too.  They just need to go ahead and get the restraining order.  If this relaysh doesn't continue I might cycle into the deep depression I entered when Edward left Bella in New Moon.  It's getting serious, folks. 
  • To add on to the above, I'm also a little stressed that Sean has joined the DWTS cast and his partner is the beautiful Australian hottie, Peta.  Not that I think he's a douche because I honestly think he might be the sweetest/most handsome guy on the planet, I just feel a little bad for Catherine.  Don't you know that all she wants to do is enjoy this delicious man and not share him with that blonde bombshell.  If I were her I would not be waiting on that ABC televised wedding special to make it official; I would go straight to the courthouse.  I mean, let's get real here: there's only so much "making out" you do with Sean Lowe before you say that's it and you get naked.  Just saying what we're all thinking, folks.
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  • Walking Dead: Gosh, I've totally blanked on covering any of the ep's since it came back on in February.  Honestly, I don't think too much has been going on besides the fact that Rick and the "Guv'nah" are about to do the damn thing.  My sister made a good point this week- she said that she thinks Andrea's going to take the Governor down.  Fingers crossed.  I wish Rick would stop being so mean to everybody, it's not fitting on him.  And I'm sorry, but the whole Glenn/Maggie sex scene just grossed me out; I mean, I think Maggie's adorable and all, but who wants to hook up with Glenn?  Why doesn't Daryl ever get any l-o-v-e?  Now that would be hawt.  Also, what other show/movies has the Governor's right-hand man (you know, the geeky guy with the glasses) been on?  It's driving me crazy!  And Morgan in the ep from two weeks ago just broke my heart.  I still love you, Morgan!!  What are your thoughts?  Only 3 episodes left!
So I totally missed covering the Grammy's and the Oscars (go, JLaw!) but I promise to get back on track!

Happy Hump Day, friends!