Three months

Well today marks our three month mark, and I am beyond excited about it. I can't imagine in what really will be a short time, I will get to hold our baby in my arms and love it like nothing else. I think Philip is probably hoping these next few months fly on by, some days he doesn't know whether to hug me or run out of the house screaming. HA!!!! So far I have had some nausea that is not fun, and it seems like every time I eat, I have to be prepared to run to the bathroom just in case. I know, I know, no gory details. I don't have any specific craving just yet, I have had a different craving every day, one day I could crave Waffle House hashbrowns (smothered, covered, chunked, and diced, by the way), or I could crave Marinara sauce, or some spaghetti and meatballs. Which by the way the only thing I have gotten out of these three is the marinara sauce, there have been no Waffle House trips, no making of spaghetti and meatballs, but I might see if I can squeeze them both in this weekend. LOL! I go back to the doctor next Wednesday, and I can not wait, I want to hear the heartbeat again so bad, it's like the time you have to wait between doctor visits seems like an eternity. The one thing I seem to still have a hard time getting a grip on, is the fact that I am really pregnant, I ask Philip every day do I look pregnant, do I act pregnant, what do you think, huh? huh? Poor thing, he surely doesn't want to tell me I look pregnant for fear I will fall out in tears, but he does admit I act pregnant, (see above statement, hug me or run out of the house). He is still beyond thrilled, as I am too, I tease him daily that we are gonna have a girl, and he gets so upset, because he is absolutely terrified of having a girl, because he said he will have to go out and buy a gun for when she gets older and boys start coming around the house, bless his heart. But neither one of us really care about the gender as long as its healthy, and that is our prayer daily. Well I guess that's enough about me, my mood swings, and Peanut. Have a good day.

Jenn

Ch..Ch..Ch..Changes

Well to say the least, almost a month ago, me and Philip had the shock of our lives. One Friday afternoon I was home by myself and decided that I was going to take a pregnancy test. Why you wonder out of the blue was I going to do this, and I haven't even talked to my husband about it. Well I had been feeling pretty funky lately, tired, sick, and all the fun stuff that comes along with being pregnant. I thought, I am gonna take this test, it will say no, nope, not pregnant, not this time. Ok, Ok, the tests don't really say that, but that's what I was feeling. I figured it will say no, I can cry about it and be over it by the time Philip gets home from work. Well folks, imagine my surprise when that sucker popped up pregnant, I immediately freaked out. I went for the phone to call Philip, I mean there was no way I was waiting an hour to tell my husband this news. Well wouldn't you know it, I am so excited I forget his cell phone number, and in a panic, I am asking my dogs to help me out, who are looking at me like I have completely lost it, which by the way they were of no help, all they wanted was a treat, I mean really who cares that I am gonna have a baby, just give me my beggin strip and we can all go on our way, ha ha! So after a few minutes, I remember Philip's cell phone number and call him, and when he answers I can't get the words out fast enough and I am crying hysterically, so immediately he thinks I am dying, or somebody else is dying or has already died, and he is telling me to calm down he can't understand me, so I finally get the words out, I said I took a pregnancy test, and in typical man fashion, he says yeah, and? I said it says I am pregnant, Philip could not believe it. Well folks five pregnancy tests later, they all came back positive. So I call the doctor's office, and I ask do I need to come in and confirm the pregnancy, the lady at the front desk, says sweetheart come in if you want to, but if you took five pregnancy tests, you are pregnant, no doubt. But, folks I still couldn't believe it, in the back of my mind, I thought there is no way this is true. After a long time of praying, and praying, your mind will do that to you. So, on my birthday, I go to the doctor, and I get to have an ultrasound, and within seconds, our baby's heartbeat comes up and it's the most beautiful sound in the world, and then the baby comes on the screen, and I cried my heart out, and bless his heart, Philip says is that our baby, it looks like an alien, ha, like I said bless his heart, the tech tells him its normal, your baby is perfect in every way. Well I immediately went on cloud nine and have been there ever since. I cannot explain to you how I feel or how I felt in that moment, but I instantly knew our God had his hand in this. See, a month or so ago, I talked with God and told him I couldn't carry this burden anymore, I had to give it to him, he was in control and it was in his will. I thought if it's meant to be it will happen, if its not meant to be, then I will know. I gave it to God and I truly let it go, I didn't think about it again, until that Friday and honestly yall never in a million years did I think it would say pregnant, and never did I think I would be sitting here typing something like this, and never did I think I could say, yay, I am 10 weeks pregnant. But what do they say, never say never. So that's the story of how we ended up where we are now, and I am looking forward to giving updates on here, about little peanut.

Jenn