Friday, April 18, 2014

Well here I am. With Big News!

Well my sweet internet/blogging friend Lauryn has convinced me to come back and update you guys on my life. If there are any of you left I mean. I haven't blogged since well, a long time ago. December 9 actually. Because I stopped running, and changed the way I eat. So this blog will be having a content makeover. Maybe an address makeover. Because my life has gotten a makeover. 

In case you didn’t know, I’m pregnant. Twenty weeks pregnant! With our first baby. The first grand baby on BOTH sides of the family. It’s been a big deal. 

I found out 4 days after my last blog post. And then got extremely distracted and quit writing.  When I considered writing again, I knew it would have to be pregnancy based. It changes everything you do and eat. I wondered if anyone would be interested in hearing about another pregnancy. My husband thought I shouldn't quit and I think I agree. I like writing whether any one reads it or not :) 

Morning sickness kept me from running in the 1st trimester—I haven’t ran since my 10k at Thanksgiving. And I ate whatever I could keep down—not necessarily what was healthy. Now I’m eating for nutrients instead of weight loss. See how everything’s changed? I didn’t know what to write on here. I didn’t want to announce I was pregnant immediately—because what if I lost it? So I have been MIA. Sorry you guys, if you’re out there anymore. Obviously, this blog will include baby stuff and losing baby weight and all kinds of subjects that were never mentioned here before. I hope you can still find common ground with me and follow along as my family and my bump grows.  

Want to know the story? I will fill you guys in…but leave this page now if you’re sick of hearing about people’s pregnancies, babies, etc. There’s your warning!


Four scores and seven years ago, back in October 2013, after a Halloween party....

I mentioned to BJ that I think I want to adopt another dog. He was cool with it, and said after we close in our backyard fence we should look for Jeffery a buddy. Well, with how well he responded to that I brought up a question that had been in the back of my mind for a few weeks…when are we going to have babies? I had gotten a new and better (in pay, location, and work environment) job and I was turning 27 the next month and it was just on my mind. It didn’t have to be NOW I just wanted to know what kind of timeline I was looking at. He said he had been thinking of that too, and with the end of his grad school adventure in our sight…we decided to start trying in February/March 2014.  

I asked him the next day if he still felt the same, in case it was the drinks from the party talking. It wasn’t the whiskey, he still felt the same. My husband is very logical, calm and honest. So I figured he meant what he said—it just seemed too good to be true. WERE WE REALLY TALKING ABOUT BABIES?!? (eeeek!) 

I stopped taking the pill at the end of that cycle so that my body could have a few months to get back to normal. Well a couple weeks went by and while we were putting the Christmas tree up (early-mid November?) I asked him if those 3 months of waiting to try would really make a difference in the long run. We decided that no, it wouldn’t. I know that it can take months to actually get pregnant so we figured if we started to try then, we would be pregnant around the time we were hoping. 

I bought some Ovulation Predictor sticks and a box of pregnancy tests off of Amazon. November was my practice month using the ovulation things. It showed I ovulated (with a smiley face), so my body was back on track (i guess) the first month of being off the pill. I had been on the pill for over ten years, so I assumed it would take a month or two to ovulate. So that was awesome!! 

My 27th birthday was the best birthday I have ever had in my life. The free birthday drink I got at Caio Baci (birthday cake martini) came with a lit candle—so I wished I would get pregnant. That was my birthday wish. Ha. MY HOW TIMES HAVE CHANGED! 

So early in December we started “trying.” No one knew, except a couple of my friends.  Not even my momma or anyone in our families—in case it took forever I didn’t want to deal with questions. 

Well the sucky thing about trying to get pregnant is waiting to take a pregnancy test. Oh my geez, you have to wait like 2 weeks after the “optimal time” for baby making for a test to show whether you’re pregnant. I see how that could drive a girl crazy. Month after month in limbo. 
Smiley means you're ovulating! 

Fortunately, I only had to go through that once, because on Friday December 13, I took a test that showed a VERY VERY faint line. Silly me immediately takes a pic and texts it to my husband, right before he takes a final at grad school. Like literally 10-15 minutes before a pharmacotherapy final exam. Smart one Samantha. 

Also silly me, I thought that since it wasn’t a dark line that it meant maybe I wasn’t pregnant.  I told BJ I wasn’t sure, and that I would test again. 

So Friday night and Saturday morning I took more tests. As I was waiting for the one to develop Saturday morning I read the side of the box that said “A FAINT LINE IS A POSITIVE RESULT.” 

Oh shit. 

Birthday wish granted. ha!

So I lined all of my *positive* tests up in the guest bathroom, circled that phrase on the box and laid it next to them…kept BJ from going in there (he tried) and then went…rather RAN….into my closet in my bedroom where I had hidden a coffee mug I had made for when I needed to tell BJ we were pregnant. At the bottom of the mug I had written “we’re pregnant.” 

So then I pour him coffee in this cup and sit down at the kitchen table and WAIT PATIENTLY FOR HIM TO FINISH HIS DANG COFFEE. It was the slowest he’s ever drank coffee in his life. It could have gone faster if he had used an eye dropper to drink it….ok that’s an exaggeration. But damn it was slow. I was bursting. 

So I’m trying to pretend like nothing is happening, making conversation. I ask him something, and look up because he’s not answering and he is rotating the coffee cup around so he can read it. Silence. 

The look on his face y’all. I tear up just thinking about it. I told him he could go in the guest bath now, so he went to see all my positive tests and the box laying next to them with the words “A FAINT LINE IS A POSITIVE RESULT” circled. 

The usual happened: crying, hugging, disbelief, etc. It’s the best memory. 

On Sunday I took the other pregnancy tests I had left (might as well, right?) The digital ones aren't as sensitive so I saved those to use last. Even on the day it had the lowest accuracy, it registered pregnant.

Then we had to keep it a secret for a couple of weeks, which was HARD. I just knew when my mom saw me she would somehow just ‘know.’ She always figured secrets out, so of course she’d know! Well she didn’t. We kept the secret. It was probably one of my best accomplishments to date, keeping that secret. 

I guess I was just in shock for most of that time, it literally took us one cycle to get pregnant. I just knew it wasn’t going to be that easy. I am so grateful and so excited!!! And here I am, present day, half way through it! I’m dreading the summer heat here in Arkansas, but I’m so happy that I have been healthy and that the baby is healthy. I have honestly never seen my husband happier. We love our jobs (I guess he has grad school, not a 
‘job’), we cherish our marriage and love our home we have made, we love our puppy, and now we’re adding to all that happiness with a baby! 


There you go guys. That’s where I’ve been. In pregnancy land. If you’re still with me, thank you for reading. 

Monday, December 9, 2013

Arkansas is Frozen

For reals y'all.

Thursday night/Friday morning it started to sleet. It like, stormed sleet. So Friday me and BJ stayed home for our FIRST snow day!!!


He's always worked at a hospital, so there was never a snow day to be had with him. Stupid hospitals :) kidding.

Thursday night we went and got a few groceries, ate a cheeseburger, and prepared to be stuck without electricity for a few days. (our power randomly goes out when its sunny and 72* outside, so I just assumed we would be without it.) We never lost power, so it was actually a fun 3 days!

Friday we were LAZY.  The kind of lazy you think about for a snow day. I made some potato soup, we watched The Office, oh and I baked cookies (do you see a pattern? Cheeseburger…cookies…)

Saturday after being lazy and watching the claymation Rudolph...we got stuff done around the house. We cleaned some, and then we got in DIY mode. Earlier in the week I bought some paint to redo our laundry room, and a slab of wood to use as a shelf. I'm going to stain it and mount it above the washer and dryer. Pinterest style. (My BFF did this in hers and it looks solo good)

So we painted the laundry room (picture to come, after the shelves are stained hung). We couldn't stain the wood shelves because of the ice…cars had to stay in the garage! And then after painting the laundry room we decided to go ahead and paint the guest bathroom. It needed a fresh coat! I can't wait to get those shelves up in the laundry room. I keep thinking about it.

Sunday we rearranged the living room and moved some furniture out of the front bedroom so it can be repainted while BJ is on school vacay this month. And watched more of The Office. And some Christmas movies:

Flannel jammies in the background :)

Today I didn't have to be at work until 10 and BJ didn't have school until noon, because this:

That's a half inch of solid ice on our STEEP drive way. BJ had reverse parked my car in the garage Thursday night so he just drove out. The interstates were patchy. Definitely glad he was driving. I have to stay at work late tonight to wait on him to pick me up, but it's definitely worth it. 

And in case you wanna see some adorable babies, here's me and my sister circa 1988/89 

Stay warm you guys. 

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

well hey there

Long time no blog! 
Sorry dudes.

Thanksgiving hit and then I guess I just wasn't in the habit anymore. My bad! I'll try and do better. 

I've got lots of photos for you guys! Because lots has happened. 

We spent Thanksgiving weekend at my parents house in Stuttgart. BJ sliced up our family turkey. 

^^That's his first time using one of those electric knives. He did a great job. I mean I guess he did.  I didn't really eat any turkey but I didn't hear any complaints about the way it was sliced. ;) 

The afternoon before my first 10k (black friday afternoon) we went on a short run to try out my new shoes BJ got me for my birthday. We did a 2.5 mile walk/jog around the neighborhood. 

My new running kicks! Brooks Pure Cadence 2.
I probably should've ran more on these shoes beforehand, but it just didn't work out that way. Burning 400 calories the day after Thanksgiving felt good. Like physically, it made the stuffed feeling go away. 

Other than my mother making comments about how much food I was eating, it was a great trip. And lets be honest…if that's all that happened during a 2 night/3 day stay at my parents then that is a MIRACLE. 

I brought BJ out to the Wings over the Prairie Festival downtown. The "World Championship Duck Calling Contest" was not going on though, so it was a little dead. Its Stuttgart, so I guess that's expected. Everyone was probably out getting drunk on dirt roads. 

Me and BJ on Friday night!

Then the next morning was my first 10k. It was a learning experience. 

First, I have never gone this far. The furthest I've ran was 5.09 miles like 2 weeks before this race. Second, I figured out that races that aren't to raise money for charity only attracts real runners, the kind that care about their time. 

I was literally in last place some of this race.  I finished second to last, in 1:26 ish. But I finished! And that was the point. I think it's humorous I was at the very end. At first I felt so disappointed, but I got over that pretty quick.  I was doing this 10k for the mileage practice, not to win a medal. 

Here's some of the data from that run: 

I actually ran this faster than any of the longer mileage runs I've done. Usually I average a 14-15 minute mile the entire time. I'm also usually talking to BJ though, almost non-stop, so that is probably why I was a little quicker this time. 

It sucked running without him. It was psychologically messing with me. He's always there--next to me or slightly in front of me and then all of a sudden in this race I was alone and at first I did not like that. At all. He was waiting for me close to the finish line though, and ran the last tiny bit with me, which made my heart burst with happiness I think. :) 

My mom has some pictures of me crossing the finish line on her camera, maybe I can get her to email them to me. 

I was severely sore after the 10K. Like, limping while getting groceries. Having trouble standing up from the couch. My hips were awful, my ankle was janked up. I think it was because of the different shoes. Whatever it was, it was an awful running hangover. Sunday and Monday I moved like a 105 year old lady. 
Tonight I have a Christmas party at my work, cocktail attire will be worn. I'll try and get some photos for y'all. I have a gyno appointment on Friday that I really hope gets cancelled (due to sleet) because I hate going. And this weekend we are redoing our laundry room!! I'm adding in a shelf over the washer and dryer like I've seen on pinterest. I'm real excited about it. If it's not cold as balls maybe my husband will put some Christmas lights on the house :) 

Hope y'alls Thanksgiving was relaxing!! Happy December!!!