Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
WE ARE HAVING A BABY!!!!!!
I guess I have held off on saying anything on here because I feel this is my place to share more personally what has been going on in our lives. I knew this would not just be a quick blog post, although I could have definitely made it that way, but I just wouldn't feel right about it. Okay, in reality it really probably won't be that long, but I just had to preface it that way in case it turned out that way.
First let's get the basics out of the way. :) I have almost 17 weeks pregnant and I'm due September 22nd. We don't know what we're having yet, but we will definitely be finding out. I started getting sick around 9 weeks and I'm still getting sick periodically. Let's just say not just nausea. (Ugh, I know you wanted to know, haha) I feel like I'm finally starting to get some energy, but slowly. Overall, it really hasn't been that bad so far. I'm really starting to enjoy it more and more. I haven't felt the baby move yet, but I'm sure it'll happen soon. Matt is absolutely beyond excited. He keeps asking me if it's wrong that he's so excited. I remind him it's perfectly normal and I'd be quite worried if he wasn't so excited.
So for the background now. Matt and I got married when I was 22 and he was 23. I always thought we'd be able to have all the kids we wanted by the time I was 30, and then we'd be done and live happily ever after. Ha! Was I ever wrong. We started trying to get pregnant a year after we got married. I had really prayed about it and just knew that's what we were supposed to do. So after a year and I still wasn't pregnant I started worrying. We made an appointment with my doctor and went in to see the fertility specialist. They tested me, they tested Matt and all tests came back that we were just fine. That was definitely not reassuring to me, at all. I mean I felt like why in the world am I not getting pregnant!? If I'm fine then why is it not happening?
I don't remember the exact time line but around that time I asked Matt to give me a Priesthood blessing. I just knew I needed answers that I wasn't getting from my prayers. So in my blessing I was told to be patient, basically. This was also around the time that we got the girls, so life was pretty crazy as it was, so looking back now, I see then was not a good time. At the time though I was thinking, really?! I must have to say that was a very difficult year for us. We had the girls, gave them back, we moved to Kentucky and I was just miserable. So the fact that I didn't get pregnant is truly no surprise.
I have to say that while we wanted a baby so bad, I never felt super pressured from it all. I tried to have an eternal perspective on this, as far as I knew I would have children, whether here on earth or not, I knew I would have them. We had talked about adoption, but knew now was not the time. We found out our new insurance would not cover fertility treatments at all, so that was ruled out as well. So I really had just resigned myself to the fact that if we were meant to have kids we would and I was done and I mean done worrying about it.
I remember calling my mom and telling her that I was just done. I was done living my life on "what if" I get pregnant and not making plans to do things because "if" I got pregnant we wouldn't be able to do this or that. I wouldn't get on proper medicine for my anxiety because I couldn't be on it "if" I was pregnant. This all took place about last fall. So I made an appointment with my regular doctor and got put on medicine that I would have to stop taking if I got pregnant, but I didn't care. Matt and I talked about booking a big trip for our five year anniversary in August because we were done living our life on the "what if's". I felt very liberated, but I still had a little pang whenever a friend announced they were pregnant. I was truly so happy and excited for them, but usually on the day I found out I struggled, and then got over it. I feel so guilty now even feeling that way, but I just couldn't help it.
So, anyway, my birthday came rolling around in January and I was turning 27. I was a few days late and was deathly afraid to take a pregnancy test. I was so afraid I'd take it and then it'd come up negative. But we ended up getting a test and lo and behold, it came up positive. That was such an exciting moment. I just couldn't believe that after all of that time it finally happened.
I feel like life has been put into a little better perspective for me as far as why it has taken us so long. I definitely know that in looking back over the past 3 1/2 years that life would have been a lot harder for us had we had a baby, and I don't know that our faith would have grown so much. I know that it has definitely strengthened our relationship as a couple because this could have easily driven us apart. I'm very grateful that we have been chosen to be the parents to this little baby and absolutely can't wait until we get to meet him or her.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
While at the viewing and funeral, I got to see aunts and uncles and cousins who I haven't seen in over 13 years! It was so much fun getting to visit and remember all of the fun different things of growing up and going Huckleberry Picking every year. I may not have spent all of my time growing up in Utah, but I'm glad I got to spend the years there with family that I did. It was neat seeing my cousins with their families, and to see how much everyone has grown and changed.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Matt had a six month checkup at the dentist's office around the end of April. When he went they said he had a ton of cavities all of a sudden and needed to get them filled. So we went back to get a couple of them fixed, and came home complaining up a storm that his mouth hurt. I, who growing up was the cavity queen, told him to get over it, it'd be fine the next day. Throughout the next couple of days he kept complaining, and let me tell you, it was getting annoying. So I told him to call the dentist back and get them to fix it. He went back, and they adjusted his bite. Well, he said his mouth was still hurting him, and it was really the whole right side of his face. I couldn't kiss him, I couldn't touch him, the dogs couldn't do anything near him, he was just generally in a poopy mood. It was sure starting to wear on my nerves. So I made him call them again, and go back. Well he did, and they now said he needed a root canal! I kept thinking, it sure is convienent that when he went 6 months ago his teeth were fine, and now all of a sudden they are falling apart. Well he was very nervous about getting a root canal, and they couldn't get him in until the end of May for that. After a lot of talking, he decided to not go back to them and find another dentist. He found one, they got him in out Tuesday, the 31st, and they said they just needed to adjust his bite some more. He came hom stating he already could tell a difference. I just now called him, to ask how it is, and he said it's nothing, he doesn't want to jinx it. :) So, I'm here to tell you it must be better, because he's not complaining. I am so much happier, I thought I was going to have to pull all of his teeth myself to get him to quit complaining about them! Oh yeah, and the new dentist said that he didn't need a root canal after all, so I really don't know what the deal was with that other dentist office. F-R-U-S-T-R-A-T-I-N-G!
We went up to Ohio for Mother's Day and spent the whole weekend with Matt's family. It was such a nice weekend. Besides Matt's complaining about his mouth, that made him pretty grumpy. The rear brakes on my car needed to be changed, so while we were at his Dad's house he took care of that. In the process, we now know, my car doesn't have a jack. I mean really, who keeps the jack for an 06 Altima?! That's craziness. Anyway, now he just needs to do the front brakes. I'm very grateful for a husband who knows how to do those things, and if he doesn't know, he's willing to learn, and willing to put up with my constant questioning of "Do you want me to just call my Dad and ask him?" I sure do love him for all of those things!
The following weekend Matt left for DHI for 10 days. DHI is Door & Hardware Institute. It is a school for our industry, that allows people to get certifications. Matt is embarking on a 2+ year program to get his AHC (Architectural Hardware Consultant), CDC (Commercial Door Consultant), and EHC (Electrical Hardware Consultant). There are only about 10 people in the whole country who have all three certifications. He got to go to Lansdowne, VA and stay in a 100 square foot room, and go to class from 8 to 5:30 Sunday through Sunday. Needless to say, I was ready for him to come home after 10 days and he was ready to come home too.
So, the month of May at least had a few things going on worth updating. I'll think about what has happened in June so far, and maybe blog about that. :)
Friday, March 25, 2011
So, to leave out all of the gorry details, just know by the end of the day it was still bleeding. I went to the urgent care center and gave all of the staff there a good laugh. I had to get a tetanus shot and then they super-glued my finger. Oh I didn't tell you it is my middle finger so as I drive I give people the bird, and I don't even mean to. Matt just keeps shaking his head at me, I think he's ashamed. :) Everyone at work thinks I'm not the smartest apple in the bunch, and I'm sure they're considering taking my office supplies away. I don't really blame them.
Monday, March 7, 2011
We've always said that Macy was a hateful little girl. Okay, she's not really hateful, she is just very stubborn. She can have quite the attitude. This is her sassy look.
When we got Brutus as a puppy Jeanne told us we should get this special tape to tape Brutus' ears down so they wouldn't stick up. We thought she was crazy. His ears were cute as a puppy. So, Matt folded his ears down and this is what Bruty would have looked like had we listened to Jeanne.
Monday, February 14, 2011
As far as being in Louisville I can't say the same things about where we live. I've determined I don't do well in small apartments. I also don't do well not having my puppies with us. Since we've gotten the house rented, we are looking at moving into a bigger/nicer apartment where we can have the dogs. My sister Jeanne is taking the best care of them, and I know they love having Max, but their mommy and daddy sure miss them. The only downside of changing apartments is having to pack again! I sure don't do well with it, but this time I'll have Matt's help and my sisters, if I ask. I'm so grateful for living so much closer to family. I also know that when the time comes to actually move all we have to do is make a couple of phone calls and we can have family gallore here to help. I truly know this move was the right thing for us, but I'm not going to lie when I say it's been one of the hardest moves I've ever made. I guess once you get settled in your life it's that much harder to just pick up and move. I hope we can get settled like that once more. I sure loved North Carolina and all that it had to offer. I think Kentucky can eventually offer that to us too. :)