2 posts tagged “pregnancy”
Okay, I did have this really stupid post in here a few minutes ago about absolutely nothing. So, I deleted it and decided to start over and write about something with substance. Now, in that post, I'd said that I'd left my camera cord at my house, 180 miles away from where I'm currently staying (my parents' house). Well, I lied. Okay, I didn't lie, I was just wrong. I found my camera cord in the bottomless pit that is my purse. So, now I have photos that were taken today, and at my baby shower, and just at various times throughout the past few months. I'm going to start taking pictures more often. That was the point of bugging my DH for my new camera at Christmastime and now I'm going to use it just like I said I would. So, I was looking through the pictures on my camera, and I thought...Wow. Altogether, these would make a pretty cool "About My Life" post. So, if you feel the need and think that you can stand the boring abyss that is my life, read on =].
I'm 18. I live in Pennsylvania. I can't be anymore specific than that because internet stalkers and the idea of rapists who find people over the internet...well...in all honesty...it creeps me out. I'm married to an amazing guy named David. I don't know what I'd do without him. We've been married for about 9 months now. =] I'd most likely fall apart at the seams without him. Next thing that you'll hear a lot about in this blog. We're going to have a baby. His name is going to be Nathan and he is due on June 14. We live in a small 2 bedroom apartment, and I love it. I can't wait for us to buy our own house but I figure, if you have to rent a place, it might as well be somewhere that you like to stay. Although, I'm not saying that our apartment couldn't stand a few minor modifications (more on that later). We've been together for about 2 years and 9 months (our wedding was on our 2 year "anniversary." He's not exactly a hopeless romantic but he is a sweetie and I love him anyway. =] He holds me together when I don't think that I can stand it anymore.
Okay, moving on. I grew up in Pennsylvania, in a little town that, again I'm not revealing the name of because I don't want anyone to know where they could possibly find me =]. But it's a small town next to a big city. It was alright. Every kid hates their hometown and thinks that it's the most boring place on Earth. Mine wasn't. I had good friends and archenemies. What melodramatic girl doesn't? I would do anything for my friends if they asked me to. Short of killing someone. I don't think that I could do that. My closest friend is the one that you see featured to the right. And that's her little girl. They are 2 of the nicest people that I know. Mica has been my on and off best friend since the 8th grade. We talk and hang out for a while, then we drift apart for a while, but we always come back when needed. She's my best and that's it. Even if it doesn't always seem that way, I'd be there for her at the drop of a hat, anytime.
I have an amazing family and I love them. I would do anything for any of them. We're kind of a small unit, but we're close. I only have one sibling, a sister. She's a little nuts, but fantastic to have a laugh with, which I do pretty much every day. We're pretty close, we're only a year and a half apart in age, though I can't really say the same about maturity lol. Depending on what day you see us, I'd have to leave it up to you to decide who was the more mature one. We're pretty much alike and we're told that we look like twins. I disagree. My parents both work very hard. My mom cooks and my dad welds. They've always held full time jobs and taught my sister and I, from an early age, that "Money doesn't grow on trees." You get what you deserve. Work for what you want. Of course, there was the occasional gift that we didn't work for...okay maybe not so occasional but I know now that you have to work to get what you need. =] My parents both joke that they are too young to be grandparents (they are quite young, actually...40 and 36). But they are excited all the same.
Our family pets consist of 2 cats. As you can see from the captions on their pictures, their names are Lilo and Klause. Lilo is a 3 (or so) year old fatcat calico that we found wandering around outside our house before we moved to the outskirts. We moved her in because we felt bad and we were feeding her all of the time anyway. So she got
a free pass in our front door and she pretty much just hung around and made her way into our hearts. I will say she is quite vicious though. She goes storming into my parents' room every morning at 6 or 7, sharp (if she hasn't already been in there sleeping all night, and proceeds to bite them on their noses until they get up and feed her. Klause was also a stray. However, he's more of a wildcat. We got him after we moved to the outskirts. He was only a few weeks old (I think 6?) and he was really really sick. We had recently brought in a kitten that was sick as well (Klause's sister, Sassy.) and she died not long after we brought her in. Klause however, as you can see did not die as a kitten. He is an insane housecat who thinks he's out in the wild...probably Africa or something. He's always tearing around the house after someone some toy or other, or Lilo. I'm pretty certain that he thinks that he's a lion. He's a bit nuts too. He's always trying to get someone and he will come out from underneath of the TV stand, out from behind the couch, or down from the top of the refrigerator to bite your feet when you least expect it.
The rest of my family...well there's not a whole lot to tell. Actually there is, but I wouldn't know where to start anyway. My mom has 5 brothers and sisters. My dad has 2 brothers, and their parents are great. My mom's dad died when I was 6, of a heart attack. I can still remember him though, as strange as that is. One of my mom's sisters died a few years back from cervical cancer. Our whole family was really torn up. She was an amazing person, but we'll never forget her. I used to be really close with my whole family, but we've grown kind of distant. My cousins are growing up and they have their own things going on, and they used to be 2 of my closest friends. Same with my sister. She has a lot more going on, but what sets her apart from the cousins is we get closer every day. I will admit that there's some people in my family that I'm not entirely fond of. But I would never say that I hated them or anything like that. Family is Family, whether you like it or not.
As far as interests go, I like crafts and I'm interested in home decorating...but we're renting our apartment so I really can't do anything serious...but I'm always looking for ways to make the place a little homier.
Now, as for my current situation. I am 35 weeks and 6 days pregnant. I'm staying with my parents because I don't know any of the doctors who work near my new home. So, I'm staying at the 'rents house until I have this baby. Then I'll be going back home. Home is a relative term for me these days, as it doesn't stay rooted in one place. My home is wherever my mom, my dad, my sister, my husband, and soon to be my son are. I'd follow them anywhere.
Well, that's pretty much it. If you think I left anything out that should have been in there, please let me know =]
I was reading through a list of blogs that I love. Including the likes of Sarcastic Journalist, and Oh My Stinkin' Heck. I love reading these blogs of women who have young children and seeing the things that they go through on a day to day basis. And I love the way that they take everything that happens, from urine in the carpets to their children beating each other, with such lightheartedness and laughing humor. I'm pregnant with my first child and I'm wondering if I'll be able to take things as lightly. I want to be a good mother and I think that I will be. I just don't know that I can smile when I've just been creamed in the face with rice cereal. I truly hope that I can, but as I was reading today, I just thought that I would like to commend these extraordinary women who make my days roll by a little faster, by giving me humor in my day (I can see the humor in it...when it happens to someone else =] ).
My son is due, I've just realized in just over 60 days. I'm a wreck. I don't have anything done. My stomach hurts, there's tons of pressure in there and I don't know what's going on. But, I do have a baby shower coming up on Saturday, after which I can start preparing things for my new arrival. I'm ecstatic =]. I really am excited for June to get here so I can hold my little boy, even if that involves the 26 hours of pain that it involved for me to get here. Of course, I'm human. I'm praying for a 6 hour labor complete with only 20 minutes of pushing and I want to bring home a baby who will immediately sleep through the night. What can I say? I'm an optimist.
I do realize that this was probably the most random blog post that you've ever read. Nothing really happened today, so I didn't have anything to talk about, but I figured I would give you a little bit of insight into the things that I think about, and what makes the wheels in my head start rolling. I promise that I will have something better to say/talk about the next time that I update this blog. In the meantime, I am looking for a community where people will appreciate my sense of humor and my outlook on things, I would like to see people read this and think about the things that I think about. I love feed back =]