You may be thinking…what sets me apart from other mommy blogs? What’s different about me? The reason why mine is different is because, no one else has my life. My life is my own. It may be similar to others, but it is 100% different. Every one has their own opinions and expresses their own minds.
So, where do I start? I met my husband when I was 24 in 2011, at my sister’s wedding. To tell you the truth, it’s kind of a fun story to tell. I was my sister’s MOH and my husband, Jeremy, was one of the wedding videographers. His brother started a company called Pixel Seattle and Jeremy was helping out on wedding days part-time aside from this Accounting job. Anyway, on the day of my sister’s wedding, Jeremy came to the house with his brother’s wife, Michele, to start filming the bride and the bridesmaids getting ready doing hair and makeup. Jeremy had no idea that I lived there or that I was the sister. So, at this point, he had already met my mom and dad (got that outta the way, lol). Well, he saw me and thought I was pretty and later on asked Michele who I was. She said oh! that’s the MOH, the bride’s sister. So, as the wedding went on at the venue, Jeremy saw one of the guests that he knew (what a coincidence). He started chatting with her and I guess started asking her about me. Towards the end of the wedding, the mutual friend ran up to me, asked if I was single and wanted to meet Jeremy. My first response was, who? haha, at that point I didn’t even notice Jeremy or was paying any attention to him, but I thought, why not? So, long story short, we met, went on a couple dates, got engaged 9 months later and married in August 2013.
After getting married, I knew I wanted to start a family right away. I just wanted to be a mother having the joy of a baby to raise and building our family (we already have a rat terrier, Mylo). So, we started trying and in January 2014, I found out we were expecting our first child. I was ecstatic! Tears of joy! But, I was also nervous about being pregnant for the first time. I didn’t know what to expect while being pregnant and worrying about what I ate, what I did, what I shouldn’t do. Some mother’s enjoyed being pregnant, me….not so much. Not that I wasn’t excited to have our baby, but I was just miserable the entire pregnancy. I was nauseous, itchy, tired, uncomfortable. I also found out later on that I had gestational diabetes, so I had to monitor what I ate and make sure my blood sugar was just right and poked myself 4 times a day. I was very strict when I found out though because I didn’t want to be selfish and always thought about whatever I put in my mouth, it went to my baby. At 5 months pregnant, we found out it was a girl! I honestly didn’t care what the gender was, as a long as it was a healthy baby. Of course Jeremy wanted his boy, but he was really happy either way.
Around the week of her due date which was 10/02/14, I was so nervous. When was she going to come? What time of day would she come? Would my water break in bed? Do we have everything packed? OMG, I was a nervous wreck! But, everything turned out fine. I started feeling my contractions late Thursday night, so since it was my first time, we went to the hospital just in case she was ready to come out. Well, she wasn’t ready yet, so they sent us home. So, I spent ALL of Friday in pain with contractions because I wanted to make sure she was ready and I didn’t want to be sent home again. Finally on Friday around 10:30pm, I couldn’t take the pain anymore. So, we went back to the hospital, and yes, she was finally ready to make her debut to the world! Early in my pregnancy, I decided I wanted to go all natural, and surprisingly yes, I did stick to my plan. I must say, labor is no joke! It is the worst pain I have ever felt in my life, but also, I was surprised that I could endure that much pain. All I could focus on was to see my little girls face, so I was determined. About, 4 hours of pushing, she was out. My sweet baby Elsa. Born on 9/27/14 at 6lbs 15oz. I can’t tell you how much pain I was in, but at that moment when they put her onto my tummy, nothing else mattered. The pain just went away, I just looked at my little girl and fell in love.
The first few weeks were hard. The lack of sleep, the crying, getting up to feed her, the after pain/healing process. I felt like a zombie. As weeks went on though, it got easier. We started to get the hang of things and got into our little routine. I took off 4 months of work to be with her, but honestly, I wish I could be a stay at home mom. Leaving her is so hard because I just want to spend every moment with her. Currently, she is a little over 4 months old. I’m back at work (sigh) and her grandpa is her manny. I wish I didn’t have to leave her because she’s learning all kinds of new things, and I wish I could be there for all of her firsts. Like right now, she just learned how to fully roll over onto her tummy and she just discovered her feet. It is the cutest thing! She is growing up so fast and I’m just trying to cherish every moment because before you know it, she’ll be all grown up off to college. She is such a happy, funny, baby. We are so blessed!