I probably should have started blogging a lot sooner than 18 weeks. Given that I got my first positive on Halloween at 4 weeks pregnant. But, better late then never right? I figured I would just use this blog as a tool to look back on my pregnancy and remember all the wonderful moments. Saying that, maybe it is a good thing I decided to start this after all the morning sickness and lactose intolerance is gone....
I guess I should start with my story, of who I am, who my baby daddy is, and how we came to find we were expecting our little firecracker for those of you who don't know. I'm Kelly. I will be 21 on February 11th, which is in 6 days. I am expecting my first child, and I will be 18w6d on my 21st birthday. Good timing right? Oh well, everyone keeps telling me it's not all it's cracked up to be. I am currently a nanny for a 3 month old little girl. I was in school to become a Respiratory Therapist when I found out I was pregnant. I made the choice to withdraw from the program, mainly because I wasn't sure if I was capable of doing the 10-12 shifts that the externships would demand of me at 20 weeks pregnant. It hurt a little knowing my class started their externships yesterday. I wish I could still be in school, but ultimately I plan on going back. It's my dream. I graduated high school in 2010. I have 2 cats.I like to call myself a redneck, I absolutely despise the fact that we live in the middle of the city. I love camping, fishing, guns, trucks (specifically lifted trucks). I am trying to refrain from muddin' while I'm pregnant, I figure it can't be too good for the little bun in the oven.
I am also engaged to the biggest redneck around, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
I love him with all of my heart and I am blessed to be carrying his child. We met in August of 2012 and found out I was expecting in October of 2012. Things moved quickly, but that's okay. I had already known he was the one for me. He makes me happier than I have ever been in my life and he is a wonderful person to take on the world with. His name is Jonathon. He'll be 24 on February 27th. He's an industrial machine mechanic. He works his butt off day in and day out and I respect him so much for that. He is a hard worker and that is something I have always admired about him. He asked me to marry him on January 1st, 2013. At midnight. Talk about romantic right? Yeah, he's not to bad when it comes to all that romantic stuff. He's my best friend, my partner, the father of my child, and I am honestly excited to spend the rest of my life with him and raise this child together.
So, that's about us. More or less. Now, about our little firecracker. A few days before my period was expected, I started feeling...different. Not bad, just different. I was a little more tired than usual. Auntie flow was due on October 30th. October 30th came, and went. We had also picked up our little kitten, Tigger the night of the 30th.
We also picked up a box of at-home pregnancy tests. When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I did was go into the bathroom, and pee on one of those white sticks with the blue cap.
Sure enough, two little blue lines. I shook Jon awake, and asked him if he saw two lines. He did. I called my mom. The conversation went something like this:
Me: "So, I just took a pregnancy test."
Mom: "Yeah, what'd it say?"
Me: "Well, I'm not calling to tell you it was negative" Then I started crying. She congratulated me. And told me everything would be okay. I went about my day, in shock. I think Jon did the same.
The next morning, I decided to take the other one, just in case.
Again, two little blue lines. At least this time, I was kind of expecting it. A month before this happened, we thought I was pregnant. But, we think it may have ended in a very, very early miscarriage. I had one positive, and the rest were negative. I went to the doctor, and he told me it was negative. But, I was never given a reason for that one positive. All I know, is the period I got right after that, was the most horrific period I have ever experienced in my life.
The day after I got my second positive, I made an appointment with my primary care doctor to get it confirmed. I peed in the cup and waited. And waited. Finally, the doctor entered the room. "Well, looks like you're pregnant, congratulations " Those words weren't a total surprise, but they hit me like a freight train. But, I was also very excited. I think that wanting to be a mother for so long, and finally becoming pregnant, regardless of the circumstances of whether it's planned or not, I was so happy to hear those words come out of her mouth.
I called my mother and Jon, and told them both what the doctor said. That night Jon and went to Walmart and we bought our first baby buy.
So, just a brief run through of what has happened since November 2/3 till now to catch you all up to speed. We announced I was pregnant on facebook when we heard the heartbeat for the first time, around 10 weeks or so I think. From 5 weeks-14/15 weeks I had horrifying morning sickness. I spent all day, every day, feeling like I was going to hurl. I lost 10 pounds because of it, and in the past week or two have just started to really start eating again. 5 weeks-7weeks I was getting horrifying pains which made me believe I was miscarrying. Turns out they were just gas pain from being lactose intolerant. I avoided dairy products at all costs until around 15/16 weeks and decided to see how much I could handle. Sure enough, it's completely gone. Thank GOD. Ice cream was and is my biggest craving. Other cravings consist of anything cold and sweet. Slurpees, frozen cookies, frozen fruit, frozen yogurt, etc.
That pretty much, more or less, from what I can remember right at this moment, brings us to today. February 5, 2013. I am 18 weeks pregnant. My belly is freaking huge. I think I was about 17w5d. So, more or less it's an updated picture.
My back hurts a lot of the time, my hips do too. I have a hard time sleeping at night. I am peeing every 30 mins. I feel little flutters and little bumps every now and then. I can't wait till they get stronger and more frequent. I am feeling pretty good. Just tired. All. The. Time. But, it's been worse!! We find out the gender on February 20, 2013. I couldn't be more excited. I will be 20w1d. It's hard to believe I am almost halfway done. It has just flown by. I feel like once I know what the gender is, it's just going to fly by even faster. Well, that's all I can think of for now. And, I'm hungry. So, I'm going to go make Jon and I some spaghetti for dinner. Yum. Talk to y'all soon.
