So growing up I would usually go to a friend's house for Thanksgiving. Ron grew up that you went to Grandma and Grandpa's house for Thanksgiving. This year we went to one of my favorite places on earth: The Temperini's house. We got there around 12 and ate wonderful snacks (I am still craving Ruffles and French onion dip and wheat thins and spinach dip). Then we did a white elephant exchange. It was fun trying to figure out what I wanted to get for that. I will say for the record: I HATE SHOPPING FOR GIFTS. Period. I am getting better on finding gifts for little kids, but I am pretty insecure when it comes to getting gifts for adults. Around 2:30, with a surprise visit by the missionaries, we finally ate Thanksgiving dinner. I love simple dinners with good people. It makes me feel so happy. And then I took about an hour nap. M&D have black out shades in their room and this awesome foam top that makes their bed feel like you are in heaven. So I had no problem crashing for a while. Then I got up and ate some turkey and people came over.
We left around 8pm. What a wonderful day.
I am grateful for a lot of things, but I feel like there is a lot of gratitude that I express personally. So I am not going to post what I am grateful for just because it is Thanksgiving. I feel it cliche and you are just going to have to read other posts to find out what I am grateful for. Or talk to me and I will tell you.
Peace out.
There was once a man and a woman who fell in love... this is their story.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Explanation of Absence
Everyday I have a routine: get up, go to the bathroom, eat breakfast and look at blogs.
I always want to contribute by posting my own and I would, but my life is sort of evolved into a secret that I could not reveal until yesterday.
I AM PREGNANT!!!!!!!!
Sorry that I had to wait until 11 weeks to announce it on the internet, but I wanted to make sure we have an actual living critter inside this belly that makes me sick almost everyday. I had told some close friends and family that I was expecting, but that not to count on it because I am still in my first trimester and it is the most common stage for miscarriage, particularly the first time you conceive. So I told the select people that I would have my docs. appointment on Friday, the 16th, and then I would announce it to the world via facebook.
I would like to say for the record, pregnancy has not been super hard on my. I have only thrown up once because I was brushing my teeth, had eaten too much breakfast and it the back of my throat on accident. Other than that, I have had a lot of nausea, at first in the morning and now I have a hard time digesting food in the evening and so it is more acid reflux/indigestion instead of nausea.
I did have some spotting (the common and okay kind) for about 2 weeks and I was really worried, but I know my mom had a period in the beginning when she was pregnant with me, so I am going to blame it on the shift of hormones and my body getting used to the hormones of pregnancy.
Ron has been wonderful to work hard and to let me take it easy for the last two months. When we first moved here, I had a job working for a retirement community as a caregiver. The state of Washington requires that everyone who is in the care-giving field be certified or at least enrolled in a certification class within 90 days of hiring. Well, I got hired and got into the necessary class and started working. 2 weeks into working I was going to start my class. 1 week into working I found out that I was pregnant and was fairly nauseous all that week, and I think it would have been fine to keep working. The problems arose when I started the class and worked 32 hours a week also. My schedule was get up at 4:30, get ready, get Ron up at 5:05 have him drive me to work (because we share a car) work until 1:45, run to catch the bus about .5 mile away, get on the bus, rest for about 2 hours and then catch another bus to go clear across the city to get to my class by 6 pm and stay there until 10 when Ron would pick me up and we would go home and start all over. I was already having anxiety about working and going to the class at the same time, but when I started feeling so sick I was incapacitated, that's when we (Ron and I) had a great discussion and decided that I should not work right now.
It was definitely a blow to my confidence and to some of the goals Ron and I had set to help pay down our expenses before the baby came. But having had a month to really think about it and rest and just take it easy (I have a tendency to really push hard, even too hard sometimes) I feel more and more like this is a very good thing.
The good thing has paid off when I had my first prenatal visit yesterday. I had never had a gynecological exam before and so that was my first time. I really like how the nurse-midwife explained exactly what she was going to do and then told me what she was doing while she did it. We then had an ultra-sound to make sure there was a viable fetus and it was such a fun thing to see an actual live thing in my belly. We got to see the chambers "flutter" because they are moving so fast. We got to see movement of the limbs (it looked like we were being waved to) and then we saw some bouncing going on. I had to really just relax for us to see everything, but even Ron was surprised with how excited he was by seeing the baby moving.
So there it is: My explanation of absence. I have been blessed to have this in my life at this current time. I personally known many struggling to conceive and it has been hard for me to share this news with them because I know it is sensitive information. It amazes me how much the Lord is really in charge of EVERYTHING in our lives, collectively and individually. But I also know that no blessing is forsaken, only by disobedience, and even then, we are given multiple chances.
I love life and learning and here is yet another chapter of trial to come.
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I always want to contribute by posting my own and I would, but my life is sort of evolved into a secret that I could not reveal until yesterday.
I AM PREGNANT!!!!!!!!
Sorry that I had to wait until 11 weeks to announce it on the internet, but I wanted to make sure we have an actual living critter inside this belly that makes me sick almost everyday. I had told some close friends and family that I was expecting, but that not to count on it because I am still in my first trimester and it is the most common stage for miscarriage, particularly the first time you conceive. So I told the select people that I would have my docs. appointment on Friday, the 16th, and then I would announce it to the world via facebook.
I would like to say for the record, pregnancy has not been super hard on my. I have only thrown up once because I was brushing my teeth, had eaten too much breakfast and it the back of my throat on accident. Other than that, I have had a lot of nausea, at first in the morning and now I have a hard time digesting food in the evening and so it is more acid reflux/indigestion instead of nausea.
I did have some spotting (the common and okay kind) for about 2 weeks and I was really worried, but I know my mom had a period in the beginning when she was pregnant with me, so I am going to blame it on the shift of hormones and my body getting used to the hormones of pregnancy.
Ron has been wonderful to work hard and to let me take it easy for the last two months. When we first moved here, I had a job working for a retirement community as a caregiver. The state of Washington requires that everyone who is in the care-giving field be certified or at least enrolled in a certification class within 90 days of hiring. Well, I got hired and got into the necessary class and started working. 2 weeks into working I was going to start my class. 1 week into working I found out that I was pregnant and was fairly nauseous all that week, and I think it would have been fine to keep working. The problems arose when I started the class and worked 32 hours a week also. My schedule was get up at 4:30, get ready, get Ron up at 5:05 have him drive me to work (because we share a car) work until 1:45, run to catch the bus about .5 mile away, get on the bus, rest for about 2 hours and then catch another bus to go clear across the city to get to my class by 6 pm and stay there until 10 when Ron would pick me up and we would go home and start all over. I was already having anxiety about working and going to the class at the same time, but when I started feeling so sick I was incapacitated, that's when we (Ron and I) had a great discussion and decided that I should not work right now.
It was definitely a blow to my confidence and to some of the goals Ron and I had set to help pay down our expenses before the baby came. But having had a month to really think about it and rest and just take it easy (I have a tendency to really push hard, even too hard sometimes) I feel more and more like this is a very good thing.
The good thing has paid off when I had my first prenatal visit yesterday. I had never had a gynecological exam before and so that was my first time. I really like how the nurse-midwife explained exactly what she was going to do and then told me what she was doing while she did it. We then had an ultra-sound to make sure there was a viable fetus and it was such a fun thing to see an actual live thing in my belly. We got to see the chambers "flutter" because they are moving so fast. We got to see movement of the limbs (it looked like we were being waved to) and then we saw some bouncing going on. I had to really just relax for us to see everything, but even Ron was surprised with how excited he was by seeing the baby moving.
So there it is: My explanation of absence. I have been blessed to have this in my life at this current time. I personally known many struggling to conceive and it has been hard for me to share this news with them because I know it is sensitive information. It amazes me how much the Lord is really in charge of EVERYTHING in our lives, collectively and individually. But I also know that no blessing is forsaken, only by disobedience, and even then, we are given multiple chances.
I love life and learning and here is yet another chapter of trial to come.
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