New Year’s To Remember

It has been a while since I was last here, and that is for good reason. Life has been a little busy here lately.

When I went to the doctor in the middle of December I got scheduled for a C-Section on January 4th. I was put in high risk because of my seizures and ended up having to go to the Dr twice a week, once to get an ultrasound to make sure little man was good and the other one was to monitor the contractions and his heart rate.

My Dr knew that I had asked around the 12 week mark if I could have him on December 31. I used to work with a guy that was born on the first, and he said it was absolute torture. I was wanting December 31st because everyone in the world celebrates to bring in the New Year, and it would also work out with our sports schedule – I know I am not normal. Everyone else thought I wanted that day for tax purposes…that never even crossed my mind.

December 30th the Titans played the Colts at home. December 31st Vanderbilt was playing UNC Asheville which I was fine with missing that one, and they started SEC games earlier than normal with Ole Miss on the 5th. I knew I wouldn’t be able to make that one.

When the Titans were playing the Colts the game got flexed to Sunday night since both teams were playing for a playoff spot. I wasn’t going to miss this game, even though I was 38 weeks and some change pregnant. This was a HUGE game. The game was a let down to say the least. We ended up losing, and it was not in a pretty fashion. We got home around 1 AM on December 31st.

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That night while sleeping I started having some pretty strange pains that woke me up. They weren’t pleasant at all, and I knew they weren’t contractions. I went back and forth in my head if I was even going to wake Dustin up and have us go to the hospital. I decided since I had a Dr’s appointment first thing in the morning that I would be fine. I get up after minimal amount of sleep to get dressed, and I talked with Dustin to see if he wanted to go to this appointment with me.

I thought I was getting an ultrasound on this one to see how big he was going to be before we met him on Friday. (I ended up being wrong about that – it was just to monitor little man.) We decided that he would go with me to this appointment, and then we would go out to eat for breakfast afterwards, do a little shopping, and just have a little “us” time before there was no more “us” time.

When we arrived at the Dr office they called me back pretty quickly. They took my blood pressure before they hooked me up to the monitor…it was slightly elevated. I think it was 135/92. I had my twenty minutes of listening to contractions and heart beat, and then got to go back to the regular room. I got my blood pressure taken again and it was 142/85. The nurse made a comment about it, but I didn’t think anything about it. In walks the Dr, and said “let’s have a baby today”. Dustin said the look on my face was priceless. I even asked the Dr if she was joking. She wasn’t. She asked me when the last time I ate was, and told us she was calling labor and delivery so they had a room waiting on us.

Talk about major panic mode setting in. I was not mentally prepared for this…I was mentally prepared for him to come on Friday. We end up at the hospital, and the poor girl that took our information wasn’t very good at listening because she sent me to the ER area instead of sending me up to labor and delivery. In the ER they were going to run a bunch of lab work to see about preeclampsia. Luckily I stopped that, and my room was ready.

Once up there we were told I would have my C-Section around 3. They decided to move it up to 2. They took me back, and gave me a spinal tap. The guy that was helping with it had a Texas Rangers lanyard on, and I made a terrible joke. Then he told me he was a Cowboys fan, and I told him I couldn’t talk to him anymore. Spinal taps are no joke…my feet went numb almost immediately. They let Dustin in the room in his nice little surgical scrubs. They told him I was cracking jokes, and he threw me under the bus telling them I was nervous. They realized that once they saw my heart rate at approximately 115.

It was go time. Little man arrived at 2:39 PM on December 31. He was 10 lbs 5 oz, and was 21 1/4 inches long. The Dr told us after the fact that the nice man with the Rangers lanyard on had to push him out of me because he was so large. They also hadn’t seen a baby that big in a long time so the nurses were trying to guess how big he was. One nurse came super close – she said 10 lbs 6 oz.

By far this has been the best NYE ever! I wouldn’t change it for the world. The running joke now is that the Titans sent me into labor – which it probably did have a little bit to do with it. He is almost a month old now, and we are kinda settling into a routine. He is still a chunkster, and is super long. We are on our way out of 0-3 month clothing on our way to 3-6 months. He is in the 90% + in all categories. Here’s to the next 18 years of sleepless nights with this nugget!!

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Birthdays and Christmas

All of my life I have heard that if you have a December birthday it is terrible. According to them everyone puts their birthday and Christmas presents together. I do not have this problem since my birthday is almost exactly 6 months away from Christmas.

Dustin on the other hand didn’t get so lucky. His birthday is December 19th. Since we have been together I have tried to set his birthday apart from Christmas. By doing so he normally gets a trip for his birthday, and other presents for Christmas. The trips in the past have been day trips to Memphis to see the grizzlies play and hang out and eat all the good food that is offered there. Two years ago we went to Spokane to see Gonzaga play, and hang out with friends of mine. And yes there is normally sports involved when we take these trips. 🙂

This year there was a bump in the road. I tried to get our annual Memphis trip together since the Mavericks would be playing the grizzlies in November, but I didn’t get my life together to get the tickets in a timely manner. Which that actually worked out for the better since Dustin started driving for UPS right before we would have gone for the day/night. We also talked about going somewhere with just the two of us before baby X gets here, and well that hasn’t worked out either.

So I decided since I couldn’t get my life together and get a trip going I would let him choose this year where we went, and it would have to be after the baby is born. I put together a book and gave him the options of Nashville (staycation), Memphis, Chattanooga, or Gatlinburg. We have done almost all of Memphis together, and almost all of Gatlinburg together. I wanted to include them because well you just can’t go wrong with your favorites.

I have attached pictures for you to see the book. The first thought I had was to get brochures of all the places we could go. This back fired on me immediately. I drove over an hour to a rest stop to see what they had in the form of that, and it was not what I wanted. Next thought was to go scrap booking stickers. It would’ve been cheaper if I could have drawn things, but I am by no means a drawer. Stick figures don’t even look like stick figures when I draw them.

Once I got the destinations, activities, places to eat, and places to stay together I had some space leftover. I got to thinking that if he didn’t want to do a trip I needed to add something here. That’s when coupons and gift cards came to mind. If he wanted to do the trip then the gift cards and coupons would be for Christmas since we haven’t really discussed doing gifts this year.

On the front page I wrote him a little note stating how sorry I was I let things fall through the cracks getting his birthday present together like I have in the past. Then it went into what he was supposed to do: pick out one place to go, 3-4 things to do in the city, and 2 (or more) places to eat. Then I separated it by the cities and activities. Since we live on the outskirts of Nashville I didn’t put any places to stay on there. I gathered all my ideas from either Pinterest or google. You can check out my Pinterest boards if you are interested in going to any of the cities I have mentioned for ideas of things to do, and places to eat. I also knew some of the staples that we stop at when we go to Memphis and Gatlinburg so I went ahead and added those since we know we can’t go there without making a stop at these places.

After the pages that are about a trip ended I left him a little note that told him if he didn’t like this idea here was something else for him to enjoy. During pregnancy he has picked up a lot of slack around the house and with his job. So on the coupons I put that he gets to get out of chores, gets a free night with friends, etc. Then I gave him gift cards to area places: Dicks, Best Buy, Chili’s, Old Navy, and Lowe’s.

He ended up opening his present early because we maybe having another present arrive on his birthday. We found out yesterday that our little man is not so little, and that we will be picking a date to have him. He is currently weighing in at almost 9 lbs and we still have 4 weeks til we get to 40. If we can get next Wednesday then that will be the route we go, and Dustin and X will share the same birthday. For now I will need to get my life together and prepare for a baby to enter the world and perhaps get my messy house in order 🙂

Consignment Sales

Twelve years ago I got the news my sister was pregnant with her first. And like any cool aunt would do I went looking for the best clothes money could buy for him. I also went a little overboard. The cool thing about twelve years ago is that Hecht’s was going out of business. I was able to go and buy all the name brands for dirt cheap. I sort of knew how fast kids grew so I spaced out the sizes that I bought him.

I gave them to my sister, and she put them away. She forgot about all the clothes I had bought him, and ended up selling them in a consignment sale. This was the first time I had heard of a consignment sale. I apparently lived under a rock. Fast forward a few years, and my friends are talking about going to consignment sales. I tune them out because I don’t have kids why would I need to listen.

Then it happens. I become pregnant. A church that I have spent many years of playing church league softball, volleyball, and just hanging out with a few of their members put up an ad that they are having a consignment sale. I decided now was the time to figure out what a consignment sale was all about. I learned that my best friend was going as well so we arranged to go together.

I have to say I am thankful I decided to make this one the first one I went to. It was all in the gym. Clothes on one side and toys, books, and other things on the other side. I was still a little overwhelmed with having to go through the clothes. It was also very helpful that Kristin was there to help me out with what would come in handy (she’s got three little boys herself).

Two weeks later I saw an ad for a local consignment sale. When they advertise they advertise right. I decided I was going to tackle this one alone. I had also decided before I went to grab sizes of clothes from newborn to 9 months. I went on the first day it was opened. They had posted pictures and videos of what they had for sale, and I had a few items that I wanted. By the time I had gotten there those few items were gone. So I headed straight to the clothes.

This building is massive. All of the clothes were in the gym, the toys had their own room, and the strollers and play items lined the hallways. I’m telling you it was something else. I get to the clothes and I am in heaven. Most of the stuff is $1 or $2. Before I know it I am racking up, and  I finally called it quits after about 45 minutes.

When I was checking out the lady was telling me how their consignments worked. She said they do one in the fall and one in the spring, and that everyone just trades off their clothes. They will tag the old clothes, and then purchase what they need for the upcoming seasons. It saves families a ton of money doing it this way. Her explaining it to me opened my eyes to see the beauty of a consignment sale.

I went a little overboard on the clothes (see picture), I admit that. But as a woman when you see a good deal, you just can’t turn it down.

IMG_20180927_190654498 I have also turned into this person recently that will accept any donated clothes for our child. We have had three people give us their hand-me-downs from their children. The most recent one gave us clothes ranging from newborn to 3T. Our child is going to be one blessed little man!

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Until he is old enough to buy his own clothes he will be rocking the consignment sale clothes, and the hand-me-downs.

Awkward Wife of the Year

The hubs and I decided that we were ready to have a child. I randomly approached him one day, and started talking about when he thought would be a good time for us to start trying to get pregnant. We both agreed on April for two very different reasons. His was because it would be January when the child come, and my busy time of the year would be over at work. Mine was Titans football regular season would be over, and Vanderbilt’s men’s basketball SEC play would be starting up, but not until the middle of January. We can see where our priorities were.

We love a good cruise so we decided to take one in April before their “busy” season started. It was tons of fun as usual to get away from the real world, and not hear the negativity that is always present every single day. We also had the best waiter for our dinners who talked to us about what true sacrifice was. He was from the Caribbean, and worked on a cruise ship 8 months out of the year. His wife stayed at home. She was a nurse and took care of their children. Michael made sure to tell us about how life and marriage are supposed to work.

When we got back home Dustin told me that we were pregnant. I told him there was no way, no one gets pregnant on their first try. For a month we went back and forth, and I told him how crazy he was. I will be the first to admit that I LOVE trying to prove Dustin wrong. So when the day came that I was able to take a pregnancy test I went and got one.

It was a Wednesday night. Both of us will never forget how this went down. There are two tests that come in a box. I took the first one, and waited. It was a faint cross. I didn’t believe it so I took the other one. And once again another faint cross appeared. I was in disbelief. This wasn’t supposed to happen, this NEVER happens. I go into the living room were Dustin is sitting on the couch, and I sit next to him. I told him I needed to talk to him – normally when I say these words it is never a good thing. He said OK…. I didn’t exactly say words – I just handed him both tests. He looked at them, and said kinda shocked “You’re pregnant?” My response was not that great, “I guess so”.

Previously I had been thinking about when we did get pregnant how I would tell Dustin. On Pinterest there is all these cute ways to announce to your spouse that you are pregnant, and I wanted to do something similar. But in my stupor I couldn’t think straight, and just ran straight to him. I still didn’t think it was true so the next morning I got another test and took it at work. This time it was the one that says the words pregnant or not pregnant. Well that sealed the deal, in big bold letters it said PREGNANT.

We still get a big laugh about how awkward I was in telling him that we were expecting. When we talk about the baby this conversation almost always comes up. The good news is too that there will be more of these moments that happen in my life. 🙂