Late night feeding thoughts to Landry 3

You are so funny!!! The faces and expressions you make are priceless. You smile at the perfect time. For example, you were in your bassinet, making noises, when I looked in at you and said "shhh".  Just then you gazed into my eyes and smiled! A smile so big I swear you were going to laugh! It's moments like those that I will never forget. I love you so much!

Easter 2014

Taking this time to wish my baby boy a Happy 1st Easter! Landry is 23 days old today as we celebrate this Resurrection Sunday. We went to church as a family and then celebrated with our families afterward. It was a beautiful day and to say that I feel blessed is an understatement. Thanking God every single night for blessing me with another day that I spend precious time with my loved ones. God bless! 

Late Night Feeding Thoughts to Landry 2

When you smile, even if it's from gas, I swear in that moment the whole world stops. 4/15/14 2:44am

Late Night Feeding Thoughts to Landry 1

I look at you and can't believe you are mine. You are completely perfect and you  perfectly complete me

4/13/14 9:55pm

Keep on truckin'...

This past week was quite one of the more stressful weeks I have had.  First of all, Cris has the flu!  I knew he was sicker than he was leading on.  You know men, they hate going to the doctor and he was playing it off that he was not feeling that terrible.  I guess my "motherly instincts" kicked in a few weeks early because I knew that he needed to be seen by a professional.  After a little bit of coaxing, Cris went to the doctor and found out that he had the flu.  I'm so glad that he was tested because from there he was put on Tamiflu and I also have been put on it as a preventative.  So far, I have not felt any flu symptoms and I'm thanking God every free second I get.  I can't not imagine having the flu while pregnant, that would be not only so awful but seriously dangerous.
I also received the news that my platelets are continuing to drop.  When I was first tested, my platelets were at 125,000, then they dropped to 110,000, and this last time they dropped to 101,000.  I was told if they go under 100,000 that I will need to be referred to a hematologist and that they will most likely start me on steroids to raise the platelet count.  I have one last blood test today to test the platelets.  I am so sick of being jabbed with needles, you have no idea.  If there was ever a time that I thought I couldn't handle needles, I've proved to myself a thousand times over that I'm a professional pin cushion.  I don't even flinch anymore.
I'm exactly 33 days away from my estimated due date.  Its a bit surreal to know that I might have a baby THIS MONTH.  I honestly just can not wait to meet Landry.  I want to see him so badly.  I've dreamed of this little boy for three years now.  I will never forget the first dream I had about him...he was just a baby with this mop of blond curly hair (side note, I believe that Landry will look just like Cris so the fact that he had blonde hair in my dream was very far fetched lol), and he had big blue eyes and I was carrying him on my hip walking around a shopping mall and everyone was stopping me to say what a beautiful baby he was.  One older woman stopped me and said, "What is this angels name?" and even though realistically, Landry would not have been old enough to talk, this little high pitched voice comes bouncing out of his mouth and he said, "I'm LANDRY!" and we all laughed with surprise.  I had many more dreams of a little boy after that, and each one the boy looked different but I truly believe that I knew Landry was a boy from the second he was conceived.  I always had that feeling.  So to know that I'm just a few days away from meeting this little one, well I can't even put into words how anticipated this moment is.  I love him SO much already and I can't wait to fall in love with him even more.

Pregasaurus

There are a few words to describe the end of pregnancy...words like exciting and nerve-wracking come to mind....but so does, exhausting, debilitating, tiresome, backbreaking, grueling, tough, and draining.  When even just laying down is no longer comfortable, you're pretty much "over it".  I've heard a lot of people in their third trimester say, "I'm READY"...I never understood those words as fully as I do now.  I'm ready to not be pregnant anymore.  I'm ready to trade in my lack of sleep due to being uncomfortable and peeing all the time for lack of sleep due to an adorable tiny human needing food or a clean hiney.

You'll probably think I'm complaining, but no, I'm just listing my symptoms...
1. fatigued (that's puting it nicely)
2. carpal tunnel (worst in the morning)
3. swollen feet (my socks leave marks in my ankles, how's that for a turn on? haha)
4. huge boobs (seriously, they are kind of offensive)
5. weight gain (30lbs and counting, and I feel EVERY POUND)
6. braxton hicks contractions
7. shortness of breath (seriously, blinking to fast and I might pass out due to lack of oxygen)
8. backaches (no position is comfortable)
9. heartburn (I've probably eaten my weight in tums by now)
10. frequent urination (understatement of the year)
11. weird dreams (I kind of like this symptom, makes for interesting conversations)

As I sit here now and look at that list of annoying symptoms, it's easy for me know that every single one of them is worth it to have my miracle here in just a few short weeks.  I'd take all of those times two if I had too, just to know that Landry is on his way.  I can't wait to see him, to hold him, to smell him.  I can't wait to examine every little fingernail, every little hair on his head (if he has any), and just stare at him in awe, knowing that God gave me this gift....this incredible, amazing, heaven-sent gift.  So bottom line...yes, the third trimester is AWFUL for the mommy-to-be.  Everything is uncomfortable, everything hurts.  It SUCKS!  But...it's worth it...anything worth trying for, always is.  God bless all my sisters that are trying to conceive their miracle.  We all deserve to feel this crappy for the best reason ever!

My aching feet!

Ok if we are talking about before all my fertility treatments, I weighed 100lbs (on a good day).  My whole life I tried gaining weight to no avail. After I did my 2nd round of IVF I had put on 10lbs from the steroids they had me on.  So if we are talking about from when I found out I was pregnant I weighed exactly 110lbs.  Currently I am 8 months pregnant and my weight fluctuates from 130lbs in the morning to 135lbs at night. I have been retaining water like a camel!!! So honestly my feet have been carrying so much extra weight around I have decided to treat myself to a pedicure.  Never in my life has a pedicure felt so amazing!!! I can't even begin to explain it! I feel terrible for this beautiful little Asian woman in front of me rubbing my unshaven legs and calloused feet. I'll be sure to tip her well.  My excuse is that you get a better shave after a pedicure anyway.  Truth be told it's just been to uncomfortable to shave lately!  Everything  is uncomfortable lately. Anyway I'm going to end this blog and enjoy the rest of my pedicure. Just a reminder to treat yourself once in while...it's so worth it!