Travel Often

“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.” — Rosalia de Castro

Love Deeply, but Laugh Along the Way

"Happiness is only real when shared." - Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild

View Marriage as an Adventure

"Love is a flower which turns into fruit at marriage." ~Finnish Proverb

Fuel your body with GOOD (It's the only one you get)

He who has health has hope; and he who has hope has everything. - Arabian Proverb

Open your Soul to Motherhood

A Grand Adventure is About to Begin - Winnie the Pooh

A New Kind of Love is Born

Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Three Tests Down - All Positive (Day 28)

Day 28 - February 10

So I have taken THREE pregnancy tests now (two on Day 24 and one on Day 26). 

Two of them were Dollar Store purchases. Did I mention I had to get real creative with how I peed in a cup? I didn’t realize these Dollar store tests made you do that. Oops. But we’re talking a dollar here! Score.

All three tests have had that second FADED line. I will take one tomorrow (Day 29) to confirm. BUT I (the crazy organized part of me) already called the doctor and scheduled our appointment even though Karl asked me if I’m sure.

Well…I’m SURE those tests don’t lie. There is no such thing as a false positive. You either have Hcg in you or you don’t. Pretty sure I do.

We’re both in denial a little bit. Excited but nervous. SCARED.  Karl said it’s because he already knows what to expect this time around. Maybe that’s what it is??

I just feel bad because I have been VERY ANXIOUS. And I hope I’m not hurting this sweet little babe with all my worries. Jackson is totally picking up on me right now. So I feel bad about that too. This house stuff is making me CRAZY.  I’m waking up at 1 and then 2 and then 4 for good thinking and thinking. I just want everything to go really well and for us to make the RIGHT decision. I hate feeling rushed. I don’t know if I feel rushed or straight up SCARED. Change is SO scary and we’re about to face two HUGE changes.

I will say about 18 HUGE garbage bags went out for donation from our house in two truckloads, so moving shouldn’t be AS tough. It will be, but at least I know where things are. Well…except for in the man cave and the garage. Oh boy. I’m scared.

I’m thinking I’ll need newer clothes anyway since Jackson was born in the spring and I didn’t need any summer maternity clothes. This time around I will. Will I really want to wear a sweater in July? I think not.  I remember how hot I was all the time.

Our water heater broke on Friday too so there was that throwing me into an anxiety whirlwind. Really…this stuff isn’t THAT BAD. I need to CHILL OUT.  Karl fixed it all up. I love that about him. Mr. Fix It. Total TURN ON!

And go figure I stored ALL my maternity clothes away and then BAM. I swear the minute you LET GO of ANY situation, AMAZING happens. That to me is GOD. Reminding us, I am here!!! Do not FEAR. I am WITH YOU. ALWAYS! Let me do MY WORK.

DUH, Christie.

Secondly, my dad got sick with a fever over the weekend so I was worried about that. Why was he sick? Was it his heart? Would he be OK? What REALLY is going on back home? BUT, it sounded like a quick bug. He’s good now. He showed me and Jackson his HUGE scar across his chest. Jackson of course yelled, “OWIE!!!” My poor dad. He is doing REALLY GREAT though. Superstar!!!

I also weighed myself. I am TWO pounds away from my wedding weight. TWO. WHAT!??!?! I’m not trying at ALL. I’m not working out extra. I’m not eating any better. I’m just ALWAYS GOING. ALWAYS. Chasing a toddler is a crazy calorie burn.

But I looked tired and old. Yum. 

So yeah, I’m all over the place with my thoughts and emotions. And just in case this little babe is reading this. I AM VERY EXCITED FOR YOU. I AM. Being a mommy is scary because we want to give you THE WORLD. THE BEST OF US.  ALL THE TIME.

I freaked out with your brother too (way more) and then I realized I could do this. I know God is telling me, “You’ve got this! Go MOM!!!”