8 weeks

You're the reason Mommy only wants to be in yoga pants. That's you causing my tummy to stick out like that. Its a little early for a bump but Im guessing you have some similar qualities your Auntie possesses...She likes to make an entrance, apparently you want EVERYONE to know you're present too!

Either that or I'm a little bloated...lol :)

The Devil in Disguise

November 17th, 2009

There is nothing better than a grilled cheese sandwich (cut in half diagonally!) dipped in tomato soup. This has always been a comfort food of mine. I've loved it since I was little up until now; because you don't love it, I can't love it either!

I had the above meal for dinner tonight...It was chilly outside and perfect weather for snuggling under a blankie with a warm cup of soup. It tasted DELICIOUS....so yummy & warm in my tummy.....

Daddy and I were watching TV. Planet Earth on Discovery...it's a good series but not whilst pregnant. I've been emotional the past few days and I started crying during one of the hunting scenes. I know it's nature taking its course and all that great circle of life crap but it upset me. I'm even considering reverting back to vegetarianism. This comment upset Daddy and we argued a little about the type of nutrition you need. Yes, I know he's right...Your growing body needs the protein from meat but all I could think about was a helpless little animal being mauled by a pack of wild dogs and I was bawling. That is until my stomach started turning..

2 hours after eating my delicious tomato soup...you decided you didn't like it. Here we go again with the violently ill bit, causing Daddy to think we are dying.

You've got to stop making me so sick little one. It makes me want MY MOMMY!

For No Particular Reason...

November 13th, 2009.

Daddy bought us flowers! My favorite, Lillies :)

Happy Birthday Tia!

November 13th, 2009.

Today is your Tia Lindsay's Birthday...She's 26 years old....Even though I'm only a year and some change older than her, I am suddenly more aware of the fact that I am rapidly approaching 30. Where on earth did all that time go? It seems like only yesterday we shared a room and would wake up in the middle of the night to throw Charmin Aloe Toilet paper at one another.

The brand was important. You see, the Aloe in the toilet paper made it sticky when it was wetted down. When flung in your Tia's direction, it would stick to whatever it landed on...Usually this included the brick wall in our room. We had a long dresser, pulled about an inch away from said brick wall. I'd be on one side, her on the other and we'd stare at eachother through the crack. Next thing you know, WHAM! Toilet paper smack dab in the middle of your forehead. She got me! Oh, did we have some fun times in the room. Years later, when we moved out of that house, I'll be darned if we didn't find wads of toilet paper in the under places where furniture used to be.

Here's Auntie Lindsay, in a polar bear cave, of course :)

Champagne Taste on a Beer budget

November 4, 2009

Hamburger Helper does NOT make a great meal! At least not for you anyway :)

We hadn't gone to the grocery store and this was one of the few things left in the cupboard. It was Mexican Taco flavor or something to that effect. Regardless, you do not like it AT ALL. About an hour after dinner, Mommy was violently ill. Daddy thought I was going to die because I sounded so awful.



Note to self: No more cheap meals for Dot! You have expensive taste...which you get from your Mommy :)

Happy Halloween Dot!

October 31, 2009.

Well, this outta be a riot! 7 weeks pregnant and I don't have a costume. We weren't planning on going anywhere but at the last minute Daddy twists my arm and drags me to a party at one of his friends houses.

Time to break out last years costume.



*note: this picture was from last year...I just wanted you to see what Mommy used to look like before you reaked havoc on my body :)

At any rate, I was not having a good time. I was becomming more and more agitated with the crowd of people, their carelessness (they were drunk) and I was overwhelmed with a sense of guilt... I thought, I am 7 weeks pregnant! What on earth am I doing? I have NO BUSINESS in a corset and feathers! HAHAHA :)

Got to hand it to me though, Mommy still looks good.

Just so he's not left out, Here's your father dressed as Andre Agassi...he's a creative one :)

{This is gonna hurt just a little....}

October 29th, 2009

Wide awake again at 3am. You seem to enjoy disturbing me between 130 and 3 in the morning. Maybe those are just the hours you like to be awake? I can't have a night owl...I hope you grow out of this in the womb...If not Daddy's going to have a lot of late nights :) hahaha!

Anyways, I am slightly disturbed by the amount of pain I am feeling above my right ovary. Your Tia Lindsay said this was something called the Corpus Luteum but like I speak that language. I called the doctor just to be on the safe side and made an appointment to come in. To my surprise, I got another ultrasound!!

Here you are at 7 weeks!



Despite all the pain you are causing me, today was a truly remarkable day. Through my uncertain eyes and concerned voice, the doctor convinced me that all was well. She pointed to the ultrasound screen & asked if I saw the little flickering dot...
That's your little heart beating away at 140 beats per minute strong.

It was in this moment that I understood the miracle taking place here. Not only did I help create Life, I was chosen to carry life. Chosen by someone who I had since thought forgot about me long ago. If ever there was a moment when faith could be restored, it is now.

With the blinking of a little 7 week old heart, I am reborn in Him.

{Let the days of Saltines & Ginger Ale begin...}

October 22, 2009

It's not quite 3 am & I'm sleeping in the bathroom... Wondering why?
I can't stop vomiting :(

You woke me up at about 1 & I've been hovering over the porcelain since. Either it was something I ate & you didn't care for it or this is just what's suppose to happen. I desperately wish I was in the 25% of women who don't get morning sickness but apparently it doesn't appear that I will be that lucky.

Hard to believe something this size...



is making me so sick. Happy 6 weeks Dot!

{Telling Daddy}

October 19th, 2009

Daddy comes home today! It's been a long 5 days keeping quiet about you. I finally broke down & had to tell your grandma Pam yesterday...She's already shopping for you! I guess that's what grandmas are for :)

His flight gets in at 10pm...I've got several hours to plan for the reveal! Not necessarily as grand as "move that bus" but I wanted it to be special nonetheless.

I purchased balloons in pink and blue...Little bibs that say I love Daddy, and a special bear I got at church yesterday. I laid all these things out on the bed for Daddy to see when he walked into our bedroom. The most special thing was a picture of our soon to be family. I placed a black and white picture of your daddy and I in the middle, your sissy Sherridan on top and the only photo I have of you is the pregnancy tests proving you were there...so that's what he got. Of course, I laid out the 4 positive pregnancy tests too...as if he couldn't already figure it out?!?


Trying to keep Milo, your puppy, off the bed was a task. He messed up the arrangement several times, & ran to hide when I yelled at him the final time. Needless to say, he didn't jump on the bed anymore.

Ok, 45 minutes until its time to go get Daddy & I'm so nervous, I decide to drive to the airport and just sit in the parking lot. I've missed your Daddy so much and he's only been done for 5 days. Still, when you have a secret this big and the one person you want to share it with isn't present, I think it makes you miss them that much more. Such was the case with me....

Fastforward to the reunion....I still can't blurt it out until we get home. He comes down the escalator and all I can think of is that this man would become my husband and the father to the little person growing inside me. I want to scream and jump up and down...But I can't ruin my own surprise for him so I remain quiet. Make small talk on the way home and tell him everything I've done since he's been gone. Finally when we pull into the driveway, I tell him that I wanted him to see what I did to our bedroom first....and up the stairs he goes and this is what he sees...



Daddy Open's the Door.

Daddy See's all things on bed.

Daddy takes a minute to let it register.

Daddy Understands whats going on (finally)

Daddy turns around and all he can manage to say is "Really?"

Of course I'm dying inside, waiting to hear his reaction. And I'm crying and he hugs me and says really...then kisses my belly and shedds a little tear. and kisses mommy...and (well the rest isn't appropriate for everyone else to read...)

We have created Life. Really, Really.

{First Appointment}

October 16th, 2009

I'm terrible at keeping secrets. The good ones are meant to be shouted from rooftops. But since your Daddy is still in Kentucky, I have to remain quiet.

Today I'm going to the Balboa Naval Medical Center to determine conception, due date and all the other stuff...I'm so excited. As of now, the only one that knows is your auntie, and I've sworn her to secrecy.

I was surprised when I arrived I was escorted back and told that I would be given an ultrasound to determine how far along I was....WHOA! I get to see it already? awesome.

The doctor prepares me for a cold goey substance and inserts the ultrasound. There's not a whole lot to see, as its VERY early...I caught you at 4 weeks. There's a beginning of a gestational sac that you'll call home for the next 9 months, but other than that nothing. You're a small dot on the screen.

I shall call you Dot and you shall be my Dot :)

{Finding out my life is no longer mine...}

October 14th, 2009.

Your Daddy just left for Kentucky for a few days to visit his family and your sister. I was two days late and just a little curious. I didn't think much of it because a week prior to tonight I had taken a pregnancy test and it was negative. That whole "5 days before your missed period" crap is BS. Science isn't getting close...at all. Especially when its in the hands of the Maker.

Anyways, I still hadn't started my cycle, which was abnormal for me because I am like clockwork...I gather this comes from the years of military service, always being on time. At any rate, I was 2 days late and just thought....what if?

It was 10 o'clock at night and as I do everynight, I was getting ready for bed. Shower, check. Face washed, check. Teeth brushed, check. Pregnancy test....nah it can wait til morning & I went to bed.

After laying there for 30 minutes, dying to know what the answer would be, I decided to get out of bed and take the POS test. (for those of you who don't know...POS means pee on stick)

Doo the deed, wait two minues; plus sign, pregnant, minus sign, not pregnant. Of course, I'm the type that hates waiting, so I watched, nervously biting my nails as the pee traveled up the screen....

To what do my wondering eyes did appear,
a plus sign in the window, very clear.

AHH!!!! I didn't believe so I chugged a bottle of water and took the second test in the box....wait, errr watch, for two more minutes.

What do my wondering eyes did appear,
a plus sign again, even more clear.



OMG!!! I'm pregnant. I'm excited. Who do I call? Auntie Lindsay of course! Despite the fact that its 230 in the morning where she is. I call once, no answer, I call twice, no answer....Third times a charm.

Hello, in her muffled sleepy voice. Sissy, Im sorry for waking you but I have big news and I wanted to tell someone.....I'm pregnant.

She's wide awake now and we giggle like school girls.
I'm pregnant & I'm thrilled.