I found my blog thanks to Facebook and its "time hop" features. It sent back fives years to a time of chaos. A time of moving from Charlotte to Summerville while my husband lived in Charleston and I stayed in Charlotte, oh and I was pregnant. We don't like to make things easy.
Five years later on April 10th, 2017, I find out I am pregnant with our third. That journey that will be an extremely long blog post I will save for another time. My dear sweet Teagan came to us unexpectedly and left the world unexpectedly early. Once again, our lives are chaos. My emotions are just as chaotic as well. So here I am, the night before Bryce's first day of 4th grade, starting up my blog again. I am hoping that writing down some things will make me smile more when I think of 2017 because honestly, the summer sucked and that's putting it nicely.
Limbo is our life, nothing is ever normal...
Monday, August 21, 2017
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Monday, October 29, 2012
The Truth about Pregnancy
The truth about pregnancy...at least my pregnancy
There are so many people that walk around and love being pregnant. I (gasp) do not. It is not that I do not enjoy the end result- I cannot wait to hold my baby girl in my arms. I just do not like being pregnant. Of course by saying this out loud, I am sure I am offending some people. I know there are people out there saying/thinking, "Well, at least you can get pregnant." To this I respond, yes, God has blessed me with the ability to not only have one unexpected pregnancies but two. It is all about God's timing here because this has been the craziest year so far in our marriage. However, I do not feel that I should hide my true feelings...I don't like being pregnant.
My mother-in-law bought me Belly Laughs: The Naked Truth about Pregnancy and Childbirth by Jenny McCarthy, I laughed so hard that I cried. I can relate to this book.
My boobs are already huge when I am not pregnant. They grew a whole size within the first month, 32E is not easy to find nor is it cheap. Who wants to buy a bra that you will only wear for a month before you grow again?
Speaking of buying, maternity clothes are just plain awful. I HATE maternity clothes. They are literally tents. A friend of mine just had her second son recently and I loved to call her and talk preggo talk. I remember a conversation about our maternity clothes and wondering what were we thinking the first time around? My first born was born five years ago but still, the clothing is god awful. Jeans are always in style but the shirts look like big tents. Maternity clothes are meant for ladies in their last months and that is it. They also are not meant for women with small frames and big boobs. I am sorry, but spending $200 on a pair of jeans for something that is going to fit me for 3 months is just insane. I love reading the blogs that say, just expand your wardrobe that you currently have. Great theory except all my shirts look like I have porn star boobs now.
I worked my ass off (quite literally) to get in shape. Unfortunately, all that is completely gone. I tried so hard to keep up my workout regiment when I found out I was pregnant. However, I would throw up, go to the gym and then spend the rest of the day on the couch exhausted and nauseous. With Will in Charleston and me at home with our 4 year old alone 24/7 for 3 months, this was not possible. And if you think working out at home is a possibility, I have tried (many times) but it is just not feasible. So with all this lack of exercise, I have gained weight and put stress on my body where it does not belong. People think I am crazy when I say I want to get back into the gym by 4 weeks postpartum. Honestly, I do not care what they think. I know that I am miserable and I know my cure, daily exercise. I will seriously strap that infant to my chest and walk on a treadmill.
I wake up all the time to pee.
I cannot even eat a salad because it makes me nauseous all night.
I don't have the pregnancy glow. In fact I have the complete opposite, my face has turned into a pizza.
My emotions are all over the place.
I cannot find a comfortable position to save my life.
We are not even close to being ready for this baby. She has a crib up in her room with all the dresser contents in it because I do not have a dresser. I went to buy a rug and Groupon has "Extra Fine Print" which messed my purchase up. There is a glider but no cushions- those are in Charlotte. Also in Charlotte is our carseat, pack-n-play and hopefully a few other baby things that have not surfaced since our move. There are no diapers in this house that will fit her when she is born. I really want to do cloth diapering this time around but moving expenses and paying for a baby to be born has eaten away at our finances.
I stress too much as you can see when I am pregnant.
I have four more weeks to get my act together...only four.
Why don't babies come by stork?
There are so many people that walk around and love being pregnant. I (gasp) do not. It is not that I do not enjoy the end result- I cannot wait to hold my baby girl in my arms. I just do not like being pregnant. Of course by saying this out loud, I am sure I am offending some people. I know there are people out there saying/thinking, "Well, at least you can get pregnant." To this I respond, yes, God has blessed me with the ability to not only have one unexpected pregnancies but two. It is all about God's timing here because this has been the craziest year so far in our marriage. However, I do not feel that I should hide my true feelings...I don't like being pregnant.
My mother-in-law bought me Belly Laughs: The Naked Truth about Pregnancy and Childbirth by Jenny McCarthy, I laughed so hard that I cried. I can relate to this book.
My boobs are already huge when I am not pregnant. They grew a whole size within the first month, 32E is not easy to find nor is it cheap. Who wants to buy a bra that you will only wear for a month before you grow again?
Speaking of buying, maternity clothes are just plain awful. I HATE maternity clothes. They are literally tents. A friend of mine just had her second son recently and I loved to call her and talk preggo talk. I remember a conversation about our maternity clothes and wondering what were we thinking the first time around? My first born was born five years ago but still, the clothing is god awful. Jeans are always in style but the shirts look like big tents. Maternity clothes are meant for ladies in their last months and that is it. They also are not meant for women with small frames and big boobs. I am sorry, but spending $200 on a pair of jeans for something that is going to fit me for 3 months is just insane. I love reading the blogs that say, just expand your wardrobe that you currently have. Great theory except all my shirts look like I have porn star boobs now.
I worked my ass off (quite literally) to get in shape. Unfortunately, all that is completely gone. I tried so hard to keep up my workout regiment when I found out I was pregnant. However, I would throw up, go to the gym and then spend the rest of the day on the couch exhausted and nauseous. With Will in Charleston and me at home with our 4 year old alone 24/7 for 3 months, this was not possible. And if you think working out at home is a possibility, I have tried (many times) but it is just not feasible. So with all this lack of exercise, I have gained weight and put stress on my body where it does not belong. People think I am crazy when I say I want to get back into the gym by 4 weeks postpartum. Honestly, I do not care what they think. I know that I am miserable and I know my cure, daily exercise. I will seriously strap that infant to my chest and walk on a treadmill.
I wake up all the time to pee.
I cannot even eat a salad because it makes me nauseous all night.
I don't have the pregnancy glow. In fact I have the complete opposite, my face has turned into a pizza.
My emotions are all over the place.
I cannot find a comfortable position to save my life.
We are not even close to being ready for this baby. She has a crib up in her room with all the dresser contents in it because I do not have a dresser. I went to buy a rug and Groupon has "Extra Fine Print" which messed my purchase up. There is a glider but no cushions- those are in Charlotte. Also in Charlotte is our carseat, pack-n-play and hopefully a few other baby things that have not surfaced since our move. There are no diapers in this house that will fit her when she is born. I really want to do cloth diapering this time around but moving expenses and paying for a baby to be born has eaten away at our finances.
I stress too much as you can see when I am pregnant.
I have four more weeks to get my act together...only four.
Why don't babies come by stork?
Friday, October 26, 2012
Our week in pictures
Bryce finally got a hair cut and I hate it. Please don't tell me it is cute because I told the lady to use scissors on top and instead she buzzed his whole head. We will be purchasing some hats till I can fix it again.
I hit 35 weeks tomorrow! One month left!
Cousins came to visit!
Aunt Dottie is one awesome Aunt and jumped on the big balloon with the kids!
Look at that head of curls on my niece!
Of course we had to visit the Boone Hall Plantation Pumpkin patch. They would not let us in for free even though our last name is Boone too.
Friday, October 19, 2012
Finally!
The day has finally arrived!!!
No, not baby day...however, that day cannot come soon enough.
I am talking about today, Friday, October 19th being the day that Cook-Out finally opened their doors in North Charleston, SC! Hubby is not ecstatic about the work load heading his way but that is ok because this wife is so proud of her hubby! Plus being pregnant and craving the most delicious, mouth-watering burger you could put in your mouth has everything nothing to do with my excitement.
Last night, they did what is called a soft-opening in the restaurant business. It means they open the doors but don't announce they are open. It gives the restaurant a chance to work through any kinks in the system and the employees are not overwhelmed all at once.
Of course we had to go by and visit. At Cook-Out, I can order a tray with nuggets as a side and feed Bryce and I for around $6, and that includes a milkshake! Another great thing, the meat at Cook-Out is delivered daily, which makes them even more scrumptious...
Bryce loves Daddy's work!
William, I am so beyond proud of all your hard work. Moving to SC has been a process but the reason we are here is finally open (if that makes sense). I love that you are willing to work so hard to provide for your family and give us what we need. I am so excited to see where this new road will take us!
Happy first day!!!
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Help, I am drowning...
There are boxes everywhere in my house. E.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e. The picture below is from a corner in our bedroom. If you look hard enough you can see that the closet is even full of boxes. Boxes even took over Bryce's playroom!
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