14 weeks!

Hello 2nd trimester!

I honestly cannot believe how quickly the weeks are flying by. It seems like just yesterday I pissed on a couple sticks and was telling Diesel he was going to be a big brother. (you're all probably thinking I'm oddly obsessed with my dog now after yesterday's post and the fact that I just admitted he was the first person I told. whatevs.)






Baby size: Lemon
Any symptoms? sore boobs went away for a day or so but don't worry, they hurt like a mother now.
Cravings? I've been wanting buffalo flavored things this week, wings to be exact.
Favorite part this week? FINALLY hearing the heartbeat on the doppler or when the ultrasound tech confirmed my greatest fear.. the baby inherited my head. More on that in a minute.
Least favorite part this week? more bleeding, like actual bleeding this time. More on that in a minute too.
Boy or Girl? still feeling like JellyBean is a boy
Names? We basically keep adding names to each list, but not dead set on "this" for a girl or "that" for a boy.



So, the more that I was talking about.

Monday I woke up to some bleeding. Awesome. Every pregnant woman's worry was happening. I wasn't sure if I should call the doctor or not since I had a regular appointment scheduled for Thursday (yesterday) and Danny and I had, in the words of Blake Shelton, done what married people do, the day before. I went to work, the guy I work with could tell something was wrong and said I looked pale (worrying much?). So, I went home and got in bed for a couple hours until my meeting with my customer. Around noon the bleeding had stopped. Great, everything is fine.

Tuesday, same thing happens and of course Danny is at work. I decide 2 days in a row is worth a phone call to the doctor, regardless of there being an appointment in 2 days. I had my mom on stand by to go with me in case the doctor wanted to see me since Danny was at work and him getting coverage on short notice wasn't a sure thing. The nurse told me my doctor wanted me to get an ultrasound done and I could come in as soon as I could, then go to her office afterwards. Danny's coworkers are awesome and one came in to cover for a couple hours and my mom still made her way up here (I'm a lucky girl). Danny and I went back for the ultrasound and the tech immediately found the heartbeat! Thank you, Jesus. I had Danny go get my mom so I could laugh at her for crying, which she did and I got my laugh. The tech got some really great pictures and did some measurements for us.
Side note: My dad had a LARGE head. One size fits all hats do not fit all. Fitted hats, he wore a size 8. Average is like 7 1/4 or some shit. I got my dad's head and Danny makes fun of me almost daily. So much, in fact, that our niece asks her mom when they are at Claires "if the headbands will fit Aunt Erin." Cute, right? Carry on...
 As of Tuesday, which would have been 13 weeks and 5 or 6 days, the body was measuring 13 weeks and 4 days and the head was measuring 14 weeks and 2 days. Sooooo shocking. My mom and Danny lost it. Awesome guys, since you know, you're the ones that will be pushing it out. My mom has rights to laugh since she had to push a giant Overman head out.

Turns out I probably won't be "pushing" it out either. The doctor reviewed the images and it turns out I have placenta previa which basically means the placenta is blocking my cervix. Dr said its a complete previa now and she's not very confident that it will move on its own, which partial previas usually do. What does this mean? I'll most likely have a c-section at 38 weeks. Going into labor on my own is bad. So, as of right now, this kid will be here in the middle of December and not at Christmas. Which I'm not mad about. I'm also not too worried about this condition. I am in wonderful hands and the OB unit at the hospital is awesome. I may be partial since my sister-in-law is a nurse there, but that's okay.

Check up yesterday went great. The doctor was able to find the heartbeat just using the doppler this time. Which makes me excited because with all these "scares" Danny and I decided investing in our own was a good idea. It should be here next Tuesday. I'll keep you posted on how that goes.

Anyone else have placenta previa or know someone who did?

Introducing Diesel Summers

W're not naming our 2 legged child that. I know there are a few new ones around here that probably know I'm a soon to be mama of a baby, but they probably don't know my first baby, Diesel.

 

This morning when I woke up to pee for the 2nd time around 3:40 (actually, my bladder didn't wake me up, Diesel did. I thought he had to go outside. Nope, he just wanted me to get out of bed so he could take my spot in bed, forcing me to snuggle with him.), I couldn't go back to sleep until like 4:30 after I moved to the couch. After I thought about what flavors I'm going to get in my sno cone after my appt today (cherry and lemon lime.. I'm hoping for a cherry sprite taste) I decided I needed a cute blog post and who better than my reason for being awake.

 

Diesel Summers

 

Diesel was an impulsive buy. It was a month and a half after my dad died and my life was changing rapidly. Danny and I agreed early on that when we moved in together, or one of us had the chance, we'd get a puppy. That time came unexpectedly. I asked Danny to live with me at my dad's house (my parents were divorced right before my dad passed away so my mom was out of the house) and he said of course. One night on our way to a concert, we stopped by a pet store. We almost said screw the concert and walked out with a rottweiler. Except for the fact that we didn't have $600 on us (dog, cage, food, etc) We went to the concert and I was pretty much sad for most of it. I needed some puppy lovin.

 

The next day we went to Rural King but missed the puppy adoptions by about 10 minutes. A kind lady told us a nearby animal shelter was at Petsmart that day though and if we hurried we wouldn't miss them. Puppies were $125 and they came nuetered/spayed. Sounds good to me. Danny picked Diesel out and I immediately fell in love. Nevermind the fact that we thought about getting a dog for all of 12 hours, it was the week before fair meaning I would be on my own potty training, and what was I going to do with him when I was gone working and at school all day. Didn't matter because one look at the face and I didn't care. We'd figure that out later.

 

A little more about Diesel.

- He will sleep where ever he wants too. He doesn't care if it disturbs you (like this morning) or if it's a piece of furniture

 

- He knows that we think he is 110% adorable and doing things like sleeping on end tables will eventually be okay.

 

- I mentioned he forced me to cuddle this morning. He doesn't cuddle on your terms, but on his. Whether you're laying in a queen size bed or sitting in a one person patio chair, if he wants to snuggle you will snuggle.

 

- Diesel LOVES ice cubes. I really wish I had known this when we were potty training him. I would have saved a fortune on treats. Every time he hears us filling our glass, he stops whatever he is doing and run to the fridge. I've seen him wake up out of a dead sleep. The same thing happens when he hears the cheese/deli drawer, especially in the morning. If he can tell I'm making eggs for breakfast, he knows there will cheese involved. He lays on the rug by the door very patiently, then when he hears the shredded cheese bag, he runs to his bowl and waits on his breakfast cheese.

 

- He is a drama queen. One night at the old house, I was busy all night packing or crafting or something and wasn't paying (enough) attention to him. Well, he followed me back to our bedroom and when we were walking down the hall to go back out to the living room, he just stopped, sat down, and held up his paw like he had hurt it. Okay Diesel, I'll play along. I picked him up and carried him to the couch. When it was time for bed, I carried him to bed. But not 10 minutes after we got in bed, my brother got home and Diesel couldn't get to him fast enough. His paw was magically better.

 

- He doesn't realize how big he his. When we first got him, the only dogs he had to play with were my mom's rat terrier, my cousins toy poodle, and Danny's mom's 2 schnauzers. All of which are pretty small. After months of playing with them and rough housing a little bit, they started hiding from him and he kept trying and trying to get them to play with him. He didn't realize that he had grown to TWICE their size and the play rough housing was getting real. I like to describe him now as that big goofy kid on the playground who has no control over his body.

 

I don't think there is a dog that could love us more though. A year ago, the idea of bringing a baby around Diesel terrified us, but he was still a puppy. Now that he is 3, he's calmed down and starting to act like a big dog. We know that he is going to be an awesome brother and friend :)

 

 

Weekend Recap

This weekend was very low key. It could almost be called boring. I ain't mad about it.

Friday night we had dinner at the local ice cream and hamburger joint. That cheeseburger never disappoints. Instead of sliced cheese.. they use cheez whiz. Its been that way for YEARS. Even through multiple owners. I honestly think if a new owner tried to deviate from the whiz, they'd have to close shop. I had a chocolate peanut butter shake for dessert that sent me flying over the line between comfortably full and miserable.  Luckily Danny went to help one of his brothers with a few things so it was acceptable for me to lay on the couch the rest of the night. When Danny got home around 9:30 our neighbors called and asked us to come over since they were having a party. This is basically what I told Danny.

I told Danny to go enjoy himself. Truth is, I'm still exhausted. I went to bed at 10 and that was that.

Saturday morning Diesel and I went to the park and walked a whole 1 freakin lap. I swear, I'm not taking him anymore. Ol boy is holding me back. When I got home, the hubs wanted McDonalds for breakfast so being the good wife I am, off I went. After breakfast, Danny went to help his brother again and I took me a little snooze. And by little snooze, I mean a 2 hours. I went to the store to get supplies for Danny and I's cookout date at home just the two of us. We dropped the ball on arranging the cookout we wanted to have, but there was no reason we couldn't have fun still. I told Danny he was in charge of the main dish and I was in charge of the side, dessert and drinks. Shannon at Life After I Dew talked about her Fruit Pizza on Wednesday. I had been wanting some for a while now so our cookout date was a perfect excuse. The pizza was DELISH! And easy. I'll definitely be making this again and again and again and again. We ate almost the whole thing ourselves.

For Danny's portion of the meal, he threw together some shishkabobs. He marinated the steak for a while and it was fantastic!

After dinner we were lounging on the couch and around 8pm, my Grammy calls. She thought she had a blood clot in her leg and was pretty worried. She's got heart problems and is on blood thinners so a blood clot is big deal. Not that they aren't for any other person. We headed over there and her sister was already there. We knew she would likely be going to the hospital, so we warned the fire department on our way (Danny works there so its nice to give them a heads up on things like this) We all headed to the ER, which was PACKED. After 5 hours, yes 5, we got the clear to go home. It wasn't a blood clot, but the doctor suspects cellulitis again. We got her home around 1:30 and Danny and I got home around 2 am. Long night.

After we rolled out of bed Sunday, we did some running around town and said bye to some of our friends who are going to Gulf Shores this week. So freaking jealous. I went to Target and grocery shopping in the afternoon. Picked up a cute shirt that will show of the baby bump all cute like. *Side note, the bump has arrived. It literally just popped out while I was sleeping Saturday night/Sunday morning really.* After my grocery trip, the hubs said he wanted Cracker Barrel for dinner. Why wouldn't I take him up on an opportunity to not cook dinner? We stuffed ourselves silly then headed home.

That was it. Like I said, pretty boring but it did have SOME excitement Saturday.

In other news, the Twinkie is on its way back to store shelves. I'm not too thrilled. Not a huge Twinkie fan. I did predict this though. I knew it'd be back.

13 Weeks!!

These weeks are starting to fly by. And that's fine with me, even though there are a bajillion and one things that we need to get done before this little one arrives.

Time for the 13 week bumpdate. And... I have a picture this time! Basically, the hubs walked in from work this morning and I said, Hi how are you? We need to take a bump picture! It kind of worked out not taking one for a couple of weeks because now there is actually a bump starting to pop out.



Baby size: Peach
Any symptoms? boobs still hurt but not nearly as bad. I'm still pretty tired too.
Cravings? still loving the popsicles
Favorite part this week? when Danny came home from being gone all day and said "holy baby bump"
Least favorite part this week? had a tiny scare with some bleeding this week. went to the doc and got all checked out. All is okay!
Boy or Girl? no dreams this week, but I feel like Jellybean is a boy.
Names? One of our girl names is still good to go, the other one might be in jeporady. Danny says it doesn't fit a "chunky blonde girl" which is what we'd have lol. Boy names are getting better.



Overall, I'm starting to feel better. I had an awful headache yesterday though. I left work early and came home and napped in bed for a little bit. It seemed to help. According to The Bump, this is the last week of the 1st Trimester. Hopefully all the people who keep telling me I'm going to love the 2nd Trimester are right. I'm tired of feeling exhausted all the time.

Hope you all have a great weekend! Danny has Friday-Monday off and I am so excited!

Our Big Day - Wedding Link Up!

Today I am linking up with two of my favorite ladies, Holly and Melanie, to talk about Danny and I's big day. Or as my BFF Shelby likes to call it.. Our Big Redneck Weddin'. She's kind of an ass and I hope she reads this one day.

Wedding season is in full swing all over the country. Danny and I are still considered to be "young" since we are going on 24, so not a lot of our friends are getting married so wedding season consists of 2 weddings for us this year. I ain't mad about it. Since I'll likely feel like a fatty for most of it and won't be able to drown my sorrows at the open bars. Anywho, this post isn't about those weddings, its about OUR wedding!





I'm going to try to spare some details so I'll actually have something to talk about when our anniversary rolls around in August.

A little background... We got engaged in November of 2010. I still had a year left of school and Danny still had a year and a half. We decided to set a date for June of 2012 so that we would both be done with school. June 16, 2012 it was... until March of 2012. Danny came to me at the end of February and told me that with the way his medic school program was going to work, his National Registry test, aka the test that his JOB depended on, could easily be scheduled for the week of, DAY of, or week after. He didn't know when for sure and there wasn't really any way to know for sure until school got closer to being done. Cute, right? We didn't want to take a chance of him taking a huge test like that days after getting married and not be able to enjoy the biggest day of our lives (at that point) or take it before and God forbid he fail and be in a pissy mood, not able to enjoy the biggest day of our lives. I told him I refused to wait any longer so the only option was to move the wedding up to the coming summer.

June was too soon, July was out of the question with the 4H fair... August it was. But it had to be the first weekend in August since school was going to start again and his sister was going on vacation the second week. His mom thought we were f'ing nuts but went with it. We were paying for it ourselves so it didn't really matter.

I had already bought my dress in January of 2011 because I got excited, we knew where we wanted to have the ceremony, reception, colors, blah blah blah. The big stuff was "planned" but had to really come together in 5 months.

Onto the link up...

 

Location - It was a given that we'd get married in our hometown since we were both from there and our families still lived there, mostly. We had the ceremony in his dad's backyard. I picked that spot about a year and a half after we started dating. We were over there for a holiday or something and I was sitting in the sunroom and it just looked perfect. The reception was at my dad's house where we had been living since he passed away. We invited way too many people to have it at a venue and it being our my property, we had the freedom to do what we wanted. It just required what resembled a circus tent, 7 large fans, some generators, a rented dance floor and 2 carts full of booze from Sam's Club.. and just in case you think I'm kidding...

 

We had 3 kegs too

 

Colors? an aqua/teal color and orange.

Bridal Party? Freakin awesome. I had 3 friends from high school and 2 sorority sisters. Danny had 2 guys from the fire department, 2 friends from high school and my brother. We had 2 junior groomsmen (nephews), 3 flower girls (nieces) and 1 ring bearer (my godson). To this day, my brother says he was the "Star of the Wedding" since he had to walk our mom to her seat, walk me down the aisle AND stand with Danny.  We had awesome shirts made with different "rules" from the movie Wedding Crashers on them. If you don't know what I mean by rules, watch the movie before you come back here.

First Dance Song? Lookin Back With You by Craig Morgan

Honeymoon? We went to Nashville for 2 days and then rented a cabin in Gatlinburg for 3. This happened in Nashville... 

We met Blake Shelton and Chris Young bought us a shot of Crown in celebration of us getting married. Pretty cool, huh?

What would you do differently? get married on a beach with our family and closest friends then have a reception a couple weeks later. It's not that we didn't love every second of our big day, it just would have been A LOT easier.

That's it! It was a beautiful day that we'll never forget!