It has been awhile since I updated my blog. I am trying to stay busy to keep my mind off the upcoming gestational diabetes test in 2 weeks. For some reason, I am really worried about the test. I don't think I have ever consumed that much sugar in one day in my entire life, let alone in 5 minutes. I am concerned about how my body will react, and I am concerned about the results of the test. Let's hope all works out and everything is normal.

I am enjoying seeing all the Christmas lights go up around the city. I can't believe the year is almost over. I especially love this time of year and being able to spend time with family and friends. I can't wait until our little girl can experience her first Christmas...she'll be about 9 months old. Wow.

All I must do now is get through this week of classes and 2 final exams, and I'll be home free. Bring on Christmas!!

Thanksgiving 2010

Well, I am now stuffed and ready to start listening to Christmas music. Thanksgiving was a success! I was so excited to show everyone my baby bump and update them on her progress. I even shopped Black Friday at midnight (which I will never ever do again). My sister and I decided to join the rest of the world at Walmart on midnight after Thanksgiving dinner. It was pure madness...enough said. I have never seen people act that crazy. I ended up buying a 10 piece frame set for $7, a down pillow for $7, and a 40 piece tubberware set for $9. On Friday, we made our rounds to Target, Best Buy, and Kohls and went home with some great Christmas gifts and a DVD for me :). After lunch, I met my grandmother at Goodwill and found some AWESOME maternity clothes for cheap. I was very excited about that. And of course we made a pitstop to my favorite store, hobby lobby, for some nursery decor.

The best part about Thanksgiving, besides being with family, was the sweet potato casserole my aunt made. It was so good. That is the one dish I look forward too. Baby girl and I definetly had our share of thanksgiving food and shopping.

Next stop...CHRISTMAS :)

25 week Check-up

This morning I had my 25 week check up appointment with the OB. She said baby was transverse and probably facing my back, making it very hard to find her heartbeat. I knew she was stubborn like her daddy. The doc said not to worry just yet, but in the next few weeks, she needs to start making her way head down. I mumbled to myself, "you can't tell this child what to do, she does exactly what she wants...when she wants." (as my mom says...like mom like daughter). It did give me a slight scare, but I am assured by her constant kicks. My belly measured on track, but my weight did not. Er. I don't want to discuss that.

I ended up crying to the hubs on the way home because I was so upset about the weight thing and about her not facing the way she should have been. Emotinal rollercoster once again. My next appointment is the gestational diabetes test where I have to chug a bottle with 50 mgs of sugar in it an hour before they take my blood. Oh, that will be fun. I was told I might get sick. GREAT, exactly what I wanted to hear. Not such a good way to start off my Thanksgiving week, but I am totally over it now. She can kick me all she wants, but when its time to show the doctor what she's made of, she goes and hides. Hum.

Today is what I like to call "marathon cleaning day." Basically, I end up literally running a marathon while cleaning. I am very, very anal about the house being clean, especially before we take a vacay. I would HATE to come back to a messy house...it has to be spotless.

I am so ready for turkey...soooo, was I dreaming when the doctor said to watch my weight? yeah.

Finally!

Monday madness...not exactly. This Monday was similar to last; very relaxing and overall enjoyable. I took my preggo belly on some errands to the Verizon store, Target, and to the consignment to find another maternity shirt. I hesitate when I think about needing another maternity shirt, but in reality, it is hard to do laundry everyday. Also, most of the shirts I bought early on only fit me then. Now, I have a much bigger bump and those shirts are way too small.

I am so excited that this week is finally Thanksgiving. I get to indulge in all the goodness and not have to worry about how many pounds I am going to gain. This year, putting on a few extra pounds is ok (and covered up). Tomorrow will be full of cleaning and packing and getting this bunch on the road at lunch Wednesday.

Have a GREAT thanksgiving everyone! :)

$10,000?

It's FRIDAY! Besides waking up to a kicking baby, a sore back, and a growling stomach, I feel pretty good! As I am watching The Price is Right, I kind of wish someone would ring my door bell and say..."AMBER, IT'S A NEW CAR," or maybe "AMBER, YOU'VE WON $10,000." That would really make my day! However, I don't live in TV land. What would make this day 10 times better, though, would be someone to ring my door bell and say, "Amber, here is a box of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, an entire dish of sweet potato casserole, an award winning pumpkin pie, an oven baked pizza straight from Italy, and a Dante's (an amazing sub place at home) sub." Apparently, my cravings are getting the best of me. Even though I would much rather have a new car or cash, I'll take any of the above if someone would just bring it to me. Being pregnant is hard work.

Happy Friday!

25 Weeks and Counting

Today, I am 25 weeks! Woot Woot, what a big milestone! In just 11 short weeks, I will be full term :). Wow, it is hard to imagine that in just 3 months, I will be holding my little baby girl who is now jumping and twirling inside me. EXCITED!

I honestly did not think that being pregnant would go by this fast, or be this fun. I have thoroughly enjoyed showing off my baby bump, which is now an undeniable bump. I do realize, though, that the next 3 months will bring out an even bigger bump. Possibly the biggest bump I have ever seen. Now for a recap of the past 25 weeks:

On June 27th, I found out I was pregnant. The test was VERY faint, and I honestly thought it could be wrong...but, the next few mornings proved otherwise. After seeing an obvious line 3 times in a row, I got so nervous and overly anxious that I had an anxiety attack one afternoon. I ended up jumping in a cold shower just to calm myself down (with all my clothes on). I seriously could not believe that we had conceived after all my fertility issues (that is another story). A few days later, we went home for the 4th of July and I told my family we were expecting. I didn't plan on telling anyone that early due to possible complications, but I couldn't help myself. It was the best thing that had ever happened to me. And, let's just say that spending the 4th of July on a boat on the lake wasn't the best idea...PUKE.

A week later, we had our first OB appointment to confirm. I was issued an ultrasound early because of some spotting. They couldn't find any evidence of anything wrong other than a weak heartbeat. Wow, that was rough news to take. After finding out your dreams have come true and then hearing the doctor say, "Well, you could have a miscarriage since you had spotting," is ROUGH. Well, 7 days later I came in for another ultrasound and there my little one was with a heartbeat beating fast away. I honestly think my heart fell out of my chest at that moment. I was SO relieved and so thankful. It was a miracle no doubt.

At my 9 week OB appointment, the doctor asked if I had had any morning sickness or nausea. I said, "OH NO, I haven't had anything, must be my luck." HAHA. I should have eaten my words right then and there because that night was my first vomiting attack. I woke up around 1am and threw up right in the kitchen sink while screaming for David to come help. He was so asleep that he didn't even realize I had thrown up the next morning. Well, the next day I was fine. But the next day, I threw up lunch while sitting in the bathtub. Yes, I can recall every detail. HORRIFIC. I spent the next few weeks throwing up every day or so, without much warning. Around 12-13 weeks, it just stopped. I was nauseous for a few days, but never threw anything up. PRAISE THE LORD. I was so happy to finally be able to go out shopping or to the grocery store without fear of embarrassing myself. I am so glad that all the vomiting had stopped 3 days before the start of classes. Dodged a major bullet there. However, I was very sickly feeling that first week...but, all went well.

At 16.5 weeks, we found out we were expecting a baby girl. The best news yet. I can't even tell you how excited I was to finally be able to say "she." I could careless if she was a boy or girl, I just wanted to know so bad. Here we are at 25 weeks, and this little one does not stop amazing me. She is such a miracle in every single way. Coming from not being able to conceive to finally getting pregnant to a threatened miscarriage to a beautiful baby girl kicking and squirming has been an amazing journey. I would do it all again in a second, minus the vomiting and complications. I sometimes wonder if number 2 and 3 will make me as sick as I was with this one.

The next steps are having a successful baby shower for the little one, making it to full term, and then going through labor. 15 weeks away from excruciating pain...oh dear. 15 weeks away from seeing my baby girl...oh YES!

Wordless Wednesday

Is it Wednesday? I feel like my days are running together this week. Since the title of this blog is "wordless" Wednesday, I have the photo of the day thanks to Nat. Geo. Kind of scary...prepare yourself.


http://photography.nationalgeographic.com/photography/photo-of-the-day/?source=NavPhoPOD

Mindless Monday

The saddest part about the weekend is that it has to end with a Monday. Why are Monday's always so bad? I guess because the week looks so long when your sitting at Monday. I think I despise Tuesday. Tuesdays seem to be that day where you got over Monday, but there is still 3 more days left before you can call it the weekend. It's like a Monday re-run. However, my Monday was awesome! The best Monday I have had all semester. Class was cancelled and I slept in until 12. David brought me lunch and then I sat in bed and watched Knocked Up (haha how fitting). You might say my Monday was "wasted" but it sure felt good to do nothing.

Just a few "Mindless Monday" thoughts on my mind:

-What in the world am I going to cook for dinner all week? I usually plan these things out and get everything I need at the grocery store on Sunday, but this week it's a toss up.

-I am going to push my self at the gym this week since we didn't make it at all last week. Not too hard, but I'll sweat.

-I am now terrified to look at the scale...eh, I'll wait until maybe next summer. The thought of possibly weighing more than my husband is very scary at the moment.

-I pretty much have nothing to do until finals...except a lot of eating...oh, and going to class.

-Will we have a white Christmas this year?...not getting my hopes up.

-Smoking is such an awful bad habit...why do people want to jeopardize their health in this manner? You spend way too much on cigarettes, you're probably overweight, your breath smells, your clothes stink, and you cough all the time. Gross.

-Some people are so messy. It takes 5 seconds to throw away your trash. Just do it.

-Honestly, writing out your thoughts and getting things off your mind is great therapy...especially on a Monday,

-I put up our Christmas tree yesterday, Bella has already chewed on every branch within her reach and thrown up twice. Seriosuly?

-Last but not least --> to the idiots who drive like IDIOTS: GET OFF THE ROAD and spare a life, will ya?

Too early? Yes. No. Yes...No?

My question for the day...is it too early to put up my Christmas tree? David says yes. I say no. We are having a minor disagreement on this issue. Normally, I would wait until the day after Thanksgiving (or weekend after) or even December 1st, but I just bought a new tree and new ornaments and I really want to decorate. When I was a kid, I remember our Christmas tree going up at or around Thanksgiving and it was usually brought down the day after Christmas. We always had a beautiful tree. My mom had all gold, silver, and white decorations and they looked amazing at night. We used to do a real tree, but when we discovered my allergy to them, we went to a fake one. However, it still looked great. My mom's decorations were rather simple, traditional, and sophisticated...candles in every window, stockings on the fireplace, and the tree. I, on the other hand, have multi-color lights, multi-color ornaments (including pink), and my mom's stockings. I also have lights for the back porch and a wreath for the door. A little color never hurt. I possibly got this from my father, as his Christmas lights went up weeks ago. And when I say Christmas lights, I am talking about the Griswolds being jealous of my dad's lights. He has so many lights on the tree as well that you don't even see the tree. As soon as you walk into the house, Christmas music is blaring (nothing unusual) and the lights are all over the place. A little kid's dream house basically. Whenever friends come over with little kids or babies, the kids are usually occupied the entire time by just the lights. Just starring and admiring the colors.





I know I talked a little about traditions on some other posts, but I am struggling with beginning a tradition of when to put up the Christmas tree. Is it wrong to have the tree up a week and a half before Thanksgiving? Is it just too early? Take into account that we are usually gone the entire Thanksgiving weekend and then are gone again a few days before Christmas. Somewhere in there I have final exams and my mind is totally concentrated on them until they are over. So, technically, it all cancels out right? We still only enjoy the tree for about a month or less. Maybe by the end of today, I will win and the tree will be up...

Little Cousins on Christmas Day 2009

'Tis the season II

Thanksgiving is so close I can taste it. Don't you just love all the holiday food and feasts we get this time of year? I mean, it all starts with Halloween candy and then we proceed to a thanksgiving feast. It all ends with Christmas dinners and lunches and brunches and a New Year's Day feast. I am pretty sure I gain 20 lbs from October 31st to January 2nd every year. This year, I am a hungry preggo and will take all this food and milk it for all it's worth. I can FINALLY eat anything on the menu and not worry about the extra pounds...they will be hidden by a growing, kicking baby. MUAHA. The best holiday season yet. The time to start worrying is after March when the growing baby is now growing outside of me and those extra pounds are way too revealing. I will worry then.

I usually don't partake in the Halloween candy thing; maybe a few Reese's here and there but nothing major. Thanksgiving day always includes at least 2 meals now that I have 2 wonderful families to enjoy it with. And when I say meal, I mean loads and loads of food. While most usually get the big "meal" of the day, I get two. And I eat two. Some of the perks for having big families on my side and my husband's is lots and lots of yummy southern food. When Christmas rolls around, I look forward to the big family gathering at home. This includes cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents from all around. The food is amazing and I eat till I drop. My favorite is the ham and cheese biscuits with the yummy mustard sauce. OH OH and the cocktail sausages with a few trips to the dessert table. Christmas eve usually ends with a frozen pizza since all the stores are closed. Christmas lunch/dinner at my grandparent's house is just as big as her thanksgiving (sub ham for turkey). By Christmas eve, I am so stuffed that all I want to do is crash on the bed and sleep until next Christmas. If we come home, New Year's day lunch has just as much as food as you could ever imagine. If we stay here, I try and cook a little something special for me and the hubs. Not to mention all the office parties we have. Do you see what I mean? The holiday season is SURROUNDED by good food. From now until the New Year, we eat and eat and don't stop eating. I am not complaining, not this year anyways.

I am big on tradition and I want to establish traditions as my family grows. I believe the holidays should involve family and making memories just as much as it involves food. Now that we are expecting, establishing traditions is on the top of my list of things to do. I bought a bigger Christmas tree this year in hopes we can keep it for years to come. The past few years we got away with a mini tree, but now, it's imperative my little girl gets to experience a real Christmas tree big enough to stuff presents under and big enough so the cat can't knock it over 10 million times a day (let's hope she doesn't climb this one). We don't do real trees due to my allergies. I choose not to suffer and just get a fake tree. To match the tree, I have my mom's stockings we used when I grew up. They are memories in their own little way. However, I have a feeling that we will never actually spend Christmas in our own home as long as we live 3 hours away. I would much rather be at "home" with family. But, I can still decorate as much as I would otherwise. Last Christmas, my dad took my sister, David, and I to the mountains for a night. It was the best trip I think I ever took. So simple, but so wonderful. It was cold and snow was still on the slopes. We slept by the fire and danced to Little Texas all night. Those are the kind of memories I plan on making with my children.

I love this season and all the food and fun that goes with. What are some traditions you have with your family? I am all ears!

Wordless Wednesday

I have to admit I am not liking the time change at all. It was great for the weekend, but not so much anymore. Seeing the sun disappear around 5:00 is a little saddening, and seeing the sun through my blinds way to early is just wrong. I don't ever remember the fall time change being such a problem, but it is really bothering me. I can't seem to get adjusted. I am hungry earlier, tired later, and hungry again in the middle of the night. It seems as if this small little time change thing has disrupted me and baby's entire schedule.

Speaking of schedule, I am so excited to be finished with schoolwork until final exams...other than the fact I still have to go to class. This is very good news! And when everyone else is getting up at the crack of dawn on January 10th for a new semester, I will be still sleeping away. That is even better news! However, I will still have schoolwork (on my time). Then, before I know it, baby girl will make her appearance and life will really be OFF schedule. Eh.

On a good note, the weather is finally feeling like fall. Even half of the easten seaboard saw snow this weekend/week. This is when I really wished I lived in the mountains, I bet it is so beautiful. Snow is so calming and peaceful as it is falling. It brings back great childhood memories. I remember one year it snowed so hard and so much that we didn't have power for atleast a week. We lived on the end of a street which was in the very far corner of the city. Our roads were never scraped and our power was the VERY last to be fixed. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were about the only thing we could eat for a whole week. I was craving Mcdonalds so bad, but no one could even get as far as down the driveway in a car. All my friends were out sledding and enjoying being out of school, but I was stuck so far away from the main street the only thing I had to play with was a dog and a baby sister. But, now that I look back, those were the good 'ol days. Spending all day trecking through the woods in the snow and coming back with frozen toes just made the gas fire even better. Funny, but the last snow storm we had in Raleigh last March had me craving Mcdonalds then too. I made David go out in the ice to get me a hamburger. Weird. Let's pray and cross our fingers that we don't get another snowstorm in early March this year...because I do not want to be driving in it while in labor or driving back in it with a newborn. Please.

I'll end this post with a Welcome Fall, Come on Thanksgiving, Hurry up Christmas, and I am ready to see you baby girl!

Mindless Monday

Just a few random things on my mind lately, some hilarious, others not so much:

-Maybe I should buy stock in Chick-fil-a...it's only a matter of time before I get my own parking spot (and soon after my own drive-thru window).

-Try to step out of your own shoes at least once a day and try and see the bigger picture of life. And while your out there, look around, you'll soon realize that you have way more than most.

-Don't waste your life living in the past...the past has a tendency to resurface negativity, and that isn't good for anyone.

-Try to end every conversation with a positive note.

-For the idiots who drive backwards in the parking deck: READ THE ARROWS and don't FLICK me off for your wrongdoing.

-For those teenagers with their phones glued to their fingers: there is so much more in life than texting. (I could elaborate more on this topic, but I'd rather keep my blood pressure down).

-I read today that "it isn't the tryptophan in turkey that puts you to sleep, it is the large amount of food you consume that makes you sleepy." So, your telling me my biochemistry teacher lied? Still trying to figure this one out.

-I saw a commercial that said, "6 months of laundry can be a scary thing." Try 3 days...

-Is it bad that I don't like attending football games anymore so I can avoid all the drunken idiots who forget how to act civilized in public? I'd much rather enjoy the game on my couch.

-Never in my life have I had fingernails or anything remotely close to fingernails...i <3 pregnancy hormones.

-I am looking forward to March, when I don't have to get up to pee 29 times during the night. I'll just be getting up to a screaming infant. Screaming infant > peeing 29 times in 12 hours.

-Can someone please tell me where I can find Diet Sundrop Caffiene Free?

-To the brueggers drive-thru man than works at 8 am-don't call me "lovely lady" that early in the morning after I spent all night negotiating my bladder with my baby and rolled out of bed just in time to leave. I just want my damn bagel and my card back.

-Do men have anything else to do on Sunday/Monday than stare at other men running back and forth fighting over a ball on the television screen....guessing not.


:) Happy Monday!

3D/4D Ultrasound

David and I elected to have a 3D/4D ultrasound done at 23 weeks since the doctor's told us we probably won't have another one unless there is something wrong (God forbid). If you are a new mommy and are seriously considering one, I definitely recommend it. It was the best the decision I have made. The atmosphere was so relaxing and to spend 15 minutes watching your growing baby is just priceless. The technician was great and knew exactly what angles to capture. It wasn't like ultrasounds done in the doctor's office where they are just in a hurry to get the things they need to do done. I have the link posted in youtube...just search "Baby Watson at 23 weeks."

She is an amazing little girl with so much personality. I can't wait for her big debut!

"Forgeetttaaaboutit"

"One emotional rollercoster with a side of tears please (on wheat bread, of course). I would also like to up size that order."

As I was ordering my lunch today at Chick-fil-A, I should of been ordering the above instead of a chicken sandwich on wheat with a side of fries (and this isn't the time to hate on my bad diet). Lately, I have been riding on an emotional rollercoster. I don't want to even mention what made my so mad today, but let's just say David really pissed me off right in the middle of the parking lot. Being the overly dramatic preggo I am, I quickly sped of towards home without looking back or saying goodbye. I like dramatic exits, ok? It isn't just David that makes me turn into this monster...it has been anything and everything....people driving like idiots, seeing people litter, seeing people argue or fight, watching babies being born on TV, hearing a kitten cry, etc. Let me explain the litter and idiot part. I do believe I have used my car horn more in the past 23 weeks than I ever have in my life. Usually, I am a carefree driver that just lets people run all over me. Lately, I can't stand people that tailgate me when I am going over the speed limit already, or try and pass me going 75 mph. I also can't stand people going BACKWARDS on the wrong side in the parking deck. Do they not realize they are messing with the wrong preggo? Not to mention putting an unborn child's life at risk because they are in a hurry. ARG. Makes me so angry. People just don't care these days. This girl today was in such a hurry that as I was turning into the complex, she decided to pass me on the wrong side of the road at 100 mph. REALLY?! She couldn't wait 1 more second for me to turn? I layed on my horn so loud. Showed her. So, the litter part...whenever I see someone littering or throwing trash in places other than the trashcan, I just get all worked up. The funny part is, I have no idea why it makes me so angry and emotional. I am seriously hoping all these emotions are pregnancy related. Maybe I should just stay locked in my bedroom until March 3rd. Eh, I would be really bored.

I guess my motherly instincts have kicked into overdrive and I am already trying to protect my little one from the idiots of the world. There is absolutely no reason why people have to drive like idiots and put other people's life in danger. The funny thing is they usually don't end up at their destination any early than if they would have just drived like a normal person. Did I mention the bus driver that tried to kill me the other week just because she was in a hurry? Well, that is another story for another day.

I wish I could just "forgetttaaaboutit" and not let these things bother me, but it's just one of those things that I can't control. Thinking of investing in one of those baby on board stickers RIGHT NOW so people will realize a child is on board so stop driving like you own the road.

BRRR...

The weather today reminded me of the mornings in undergrad where I walked to class at 8 am and could hardly feel my toes. I would finally get to my destination and I would be so frozen it would take the entire class time to unthaw. Well, I am getting a little carried away; it wasn't that cold this morning. But, my fingers were cold enough to bring back these horrible memories. The brightside is that I won't be doing any of this nonsense this winter because I will be sleeping warmly in my bed until my preggo body is ready to get up. YAY for the highlights of being a preggo. I just hope there won't be a freak snowstorm around March 1st. I don't want my little one's fingers to feel like mine once did while walking to class. Even if it does snow, it won't matter because she'll come when she comes and mommy has a snow outfit ready for her to wear.

In light of this coldness, I am making my famous chilli tonight for dinner. Oh, it is so good. Last winter I froze a few containers of it because I craved it all the time. It isn't as good after being frozen, so I won't be doing that again. The recipe is so simple, so I am ending this blog with my famous recipe to warm you on this cold, fall day! Break out the crockpot!

1 lb of hamburger meat (or any meat will do)
Garlic powder
1 chilli seasoning packet (or use fresh ingredients if you really want homemade)
1 onion
1 container of broth (beef works the best, but chicken broth will do too)
1 5 oz can of tomato paste
1 15 oz can of diced tomatos with green chili
1 15 oz can of tomato sauce
1 table spoon of rice vinegar
*Add any other ingredients you desire, such as beans or other vegetables

Brown the meat over medium heat and sprinkle with garlic powder. Add chopped onion after browning. Simmer on low until onion is cooked to your liking. Add all ingredients to a crockpot and cook on low heat all day, or high heat for a few hours. Add a sprinkle of cayenne pepper right before serving if you really want a kick.

Enjoy with cheese and nachos crumbled over the top. Hey, even add a scoop of sourcream. Yum.

"You gonna kiss me or not..."

I heard a song I really liked on the radio this morning "Are you gonna kiss me or not," by Thompson Square. They remind me of Lady A, and so of course, I loved the song immediately. The song starts out with the couple's first date and the guy wondering if she was going to kiss him because he knew they both really liked each other. As the song progresses, he asks again if she'll kiss him after they say "I do." I remember David and I's first kiss. We started dating on June 11, 2004. After our first date, David had written down the date and my phone number on a post-it and stuck it in his wallet. About a year later, I had found the post-it and was absolutely shocked that he had written the date down because I was curious as to when we had started dating. I knew from that moment on he was "the one." Our first kiss happened a few days after our first date on the front porch of my house on 5th street. Yeah, it wasn't the best kiss in the world and there definitely wasn't "fireworks" but I didn't care because I was so in love. He used to buy me flowers almost everyday with a card stuck on my car door from the night before. It would always make my day 100% better after knowing he was thinking of me before going home that night. After we were dating a few weeks, I don't think he ever went home. We are constantly together and were inseparable. My mother-in-law probably thought he had moved out of town. That was the absolute best summer of my life. I was head over heels in love with this guy and I knew we would be married some day.

Like all relationships, we had our ups and downs. There was a few times were we had mini "breakups" and didn't hardly see each other at all. I think it is imperative that every relationship has a few of these breakups because you end up closer on the other side of them. I can recall one of them that totally changed my life and my love for him. I don't remember exactly what we were fighting over, but David had decided he had enough of me and dating and just wanted his "old life" back. To put it bluntly, he wanted to be the single, care free man he once was. We decided to meet on the soccer fields behind the YMCA late at night and talk. He would not look me in the eye and he would not touch me. I remember feeling like my life literally had ended. I was so empty and blank inside. He told me that was it, and he wasn't coming back. Nothing would change his mind. I sat in my car reading him all his love letters begging him not to let me go...the night ended with me watching in my rearview mirror as he left the parking lot. I can not even describe to you how my body felt at that very moment. I was numb. I couldn't even grib the steering wheel to drive home. I sat there for atleast 2 hours watching the stoplight behind me blink from red, to green, to yellow, and back again. It was almost if the world was still moving and I was stuck behind. Moments like these really show the test we put our relationship through. I kid you not, I spent about a month in solid depression. I cried driving to school, I cried during class breaks, I cried driving home from school, I cried at dinner, and I cried myself to sleep every single night that month. I was stuck in time and there was nothing that would carry me through. Obviously, we got back together at some point, and I never ever wanted to go through that again. That was a major bump behind us that I was not willing to repeat.

On May 30, 2009, I married that same guy I fell in love with 6 years ago. And I haven't stopped falling for him since. To know that he is coming home to me is the absolute best feeling in the entire world. I am so deeply connected to his soul that nothing will ever stop me from loving and caring about him. Every relationship must go through bumps in order to cross the next bridge. We definetly had our share of bumps, but the view from the other side is perfection. He didn't even have to ask me if I would kiss him after our "I do's" because I was ready and waiting. That day was the best day of my life. I would not be complete without David as my life partner, my husband. I would feel as if the world is moving and I am still stuck behind. My world moves because he is in it.

On June 27th, 2010, we found out we were expecting our first child. Can I change my mind and say that was the best day of my life? No, I'll just put it at close second. Because that day would have never happened unless we had gotten married. We, two people in love, have created something so beautiful and so sweet. Our bumps and bruises led to complete perfection, a baby. Granted, my world is moving a little faster than it was 6 years ago, but I would not change a single moment. Two completely different worlds and physical bodies have created one in the same. Our blood, our minds, our souls, our love, and our personalities have combined to create another human being.

I just want to take a few moments and thank my husband for all he has given me. He gave me his heart, and while he may thought he had taken it back a few times, it was just an illusion. His heart is forever mine and always has been. My world is moving because of him and my world is now changing because of him. He puts the laugh in my laughter, the deepness in my soul, the breath in my lungs, the joy in my heart, and the softness in my touch. I love you, David...You gonna kiss me or not?

I've had my moments

Today, I really struggled with trying to think of a worthy blog topic. It's Monday, and my brain is still in Friday mode. This past weekend was Halloween, and today is finally November! I feel like October went by at the speed of light. I am sure I'll be saying the same thing about November on December 1st. I mentioned this before, but the next 4 months is going to go by so fast that I won't be able to stop and take a look around. It'll be Thanksgiving, Christmas, the baby shower, and then a baby before I know it. Whew. I think I need to take a breather just talking about it.

While I am on the topic of life flying by, I thought that would be a great blog to start off the week. Time is infinite, but we still run out of it. A moment literally passes by in a moment, and a lifetime is only filled with so many moments. I often wonder if I am making the most of the moments I have left. Some moments are more important than others, and only those special moments come ever so often. In a moment, our life could be cut short. It is scary to think how fast life goes by. Just the other day I was walking up the steps to my first day of Kindergarten at Jenkins Elementary. I swear, just the other week, I was waiting in line to walk on the football field and accept my highschool diploma. Oh my, it seems just yesterday I was putting on my wedding dress to walk down the isle. In just a few moments, 22 years came and went. I wish some of those moments I would have held on to for just a little longer. Like the moment I was walking down the isle with my dad in hand...I should have walked just a little slower. Or the moment I was waiting for the pregnancy test to finish. I could have waited in that moment just a little longer. I could have hugged a friend a few seconds longer, or kissed my husband one more time. When you sit and think about all those special moments and how fast they seem to go by, you come to realize the importance of treasuring every moment you still have left to fill. The moments we spend yelling or screaming at someone is a moment wasted when you could be telling them how much you love them or how important they are to you. The next moment you have with them could be the last. By all means we shouldn't live our moments thinking about the last one, but rather have a growing respect for the present. I urge you and myself to take each moment with a grain of salt...don't dwell on the past, but rather don't expect on the future. Live in your present and be thankful for the moments of right now. Treasure that last sip of coffee, the good morning kiss, the goodnight hug, the "see you laters", and the last bite of cake. You never know when the next moment will come.