We had our monthly doctor's appt. this morning. Tim had to work at 8, but finangled something and was able to come to the appt with me. We got to hear the heartbeat, it was loud and strong at 142bpm, the doctor talked about genetic testing for downs and cystic fibrosis, so I agreed and went over to the lab at SMC to get that done, Tim went back to work.
Well, let me tell you about this phlabotomist (mom, that is the person who draw's the blood)...this DUDE, asked me if it mattered which arm he used (now I have been getting bloodwork faithfully for the past 3 years, and I figured that since the vein on my right arm is the size of Texas he would just choose that one) well he decided to use the left arm, because I think all of his junk was on that side and it was easier for him. Well he puts the tournacet (the rubberband thing mom!) on extra tight, and feels for a vein with his finger...I knew by feeling that he didn't have a clue where it was but hey, he was just going to give it a whirl. So the infamous "little poke" turned into a grunt from me, then I actually started to cry, I thought the needle was coming out near my elbow, he fished around in my arm for that vein that he ever so greatfully had before he started and I finally said "jeeeezzzzz" and he said "am I hurting you" and I ever so friendly said "um....yeah" I proceeded to tell him that I bruise easy and that they usually use a butterfly on me (mom, a butterfly needle is a very small needle that they use on kids, they call it a butterfly because it's shaped like one!), so the dude is like, "well why didn't you tell me" and I so everly responded friendly I may add...."well, you looked like you knew what you were doing, but apparently not" so we watched blood gush out of my left arm, and bleed through a cotton ball. Once the bleeding finally stopped he looked at the other arm, and in amazment said "wow that's a big vein you got there" I looked up ever so politely and said "yeah, I know, if you miss that, I'm going to do this myself" He prepped my arm and VOILA! he got blood! and wished me luck and I left there. That guy was not my favorite person of the day!
Well, I have in my hands, an order to go get my level II ultrasound done, within the next 3-4 weeks, but I think I'm going to make it 2 weeks...shhhhh don't tell, I'm a little impatient and want to know that everything is going ok, especially the size of the baby. Tim is convinced that there is more than one, he has since the beginning, and I have since the beginning given him dirty looks about more than one child in this belly! Well, I have housework to do, another yet oh so lovely thing about owning a home, so enjoy this rainy, crappy, cloudy day!
xxoo
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
I'm pretty new at this
Well, since I moved to Watertown almost a year ago now, It has been heard that alot of people wonder what is going on with me so I decided that I would take the time to update and tell people what has been going on...from the beginning...
Last August, I met someone who was out of a romance novel. Things started off great, I met his children one at a time...and soon I knew all 3 of them and was spending alot of time with them. Makayla (who is not biologically Tim's but he is the only father she knows) was 9, Brandon was 7 and Tyler was just 9 months old. I completely fell in love with all of them they were very polite children, they met Mom and Steve 2 weeks later, and 2 weeks after that we moved in together in Watertown. It was kind of a whirlwind deal, I couldn't believe that I was uprooting myself, and everything I knew to move in with this guy and for good, I kept thinking the only other time I moved out was for college, but I came back, I am not coming back this time. It still actually brings tears to my eyes, I still can't believe that I am gone.
Anywho...Tim is nothing short of great. My mother can vouge for me and saying I'm spoiled is putting it lightly. I get waited on hand and foot, and get treated like an angel, which is far more than I have had before. We began renting a 4 bedroom 1 bath home on the Northside of Watertown in October. We were able to put things the way we wanted. We spent alot of time painting, tiling, and cleaning. One day in November, I came home to find a For Sale sign in the front of the house, I quickly took it down, layed it on the ground (the wind blew it down) and called our landlord. They apparently needed money so they are selling for $55,000. She told us to put a purchase offer of $50,000 and they would accept it because the realator already had someone coming to look at it the next day and 2 people the following day. Well after discussing it with Tim, we put in our offer. It wasn't until the beginning of April and alot of bickering back and forth with the landlords and finding a bunch of stuff out did we finally close. It was all still a dream to me, something is finally half mine and I can do what I want to it, but I do have to say, being a home owner is really not all it's cracked up to be. So we also have a full basement and full attic that we are converting into another bedroom and bathroom...eventually...a 2 stall garage and an 15 foot above ground pool with a wrap around deck. Its a great starter house, we both dont' plan on being here long the way the market is, but for now, it's home.
At the end of March, I my first major surgery...I had a 3 benign tumors on my thyroid, after many doctors and many tests, I found the best doctor in Syracuse to meet with, I saw her twice and she said...it has to come out. I had it removed at SUNY Upstate on March 29th and had to spend the night in the hospital. It was ok, but nothing I would recommed to anyone unless it is your last ditch effort. I had some severe hormone problems after word, but 2 weeks later, I slowly came out of it. I had a month off from work, so Tim and I decided to take off to Florida to visit his Mom and Stepfather, his brother in Melbourne and his Father in Miami. My grandparents are also down there actually just 10 minutes from Tim's Mom and Step-dad, so we stopped in there 4 or 5 times while we were down there. We drove down, we took off Easter Sunday and drove straight for 19 hours (I only drove in Georgia for about 2 hours) We stayed about 10 days and took off back for home. It was a great time!
I went back to work on May 3rd to Carthage Area Hospital, only to have shit hit the fan and a week later I was then unemployed by Carthage Area Hospital...thats another long story that I really don't wish to share, because I would for sure have carpal tunnel after I typed that story. That night that I got done at the hospital, I had a interview at Guilfoyle Ambulance. I was given the job that night an started a week later. I absolutley am in love with my job! I enjoy every minute of it.
On June 3rd, we got the surprise that would change our lives forever. After about 2 months of no period (I have female issues, so I didn't think anything of it) I decided that it was time to maybe take a pregnancy test. So I got up that Sunday morning and said "what the hell" Tim was downstairs making breakfast and I was peeing on my stick. There was no waiting for any lines, that baby was as bright as the morning sun....I yelled for Tim, he said he was busy, I yelled again, he said wait a minute, my third yell was quite the yell, he came running up the stairs to find me on the toilet bawling my eyes out holding a test! He looked at it and immediately started in with his tears and hugged me and I cried and cried and cried and cried. Once the beginning shock was over, I was able to get off the toilet and come downstirs and we sat on the couch and talked, you know those lovely conversations of "how did this happen" "when did this happen" "how am I going to tell my mom" all of those lovely questions.
We decided to tell my mother who called and invited us up that afternoon, but only if we brought her a bottle of Vodka, because it's cheaper in Watertown. So we went to the liquor store I found 4 bottles of White Zin with baby feet on them, and wrote on everyone, "your going to be a grandma" I was soooooooo nervous to go, I pulled in the driveway and looked at Tim and said, I'm not telling her, I can't! I gave her the bottles of wine and turned away at Tim, she read the first one and put it back and grabbed another one and said "holy shit" and walked away from me. I started to cry HARD and thought she hated me...Steve was more happy than I think she was initially. Everything worked out and now we are 17 weeks pregnant and couldn't be happier...
The first trimester was hell, but from what I've read and who I've talked to...you will have that! The second trimester has it's days, I'm at the stage where nothing fits and I smell everything and puke at the smell of anything bad. I'm still working at Guilfoyle with everyone of my co-workers looking out for me, especially Tim when he has to be my partner, he tells all of his patients that I am his "fiance" and that I'm pregnant with his kid...he is quite the man!
We have also just started planning our wedding...I think I left that part out (Tim proposed to me on Saturday, January 20th, afternoon when I was working at Carthage...he did it in my office, well actually Brandon asked me if I would marry all of them and Tim gave me the ring)...so I guess I'm having a baby in February and getting married in September, WOW next year is going to be busy...I will post more later, we have a doctors appt tomorrow!!!
Last August, I met someone who was out of a romance novel. Things started off great, I met his children one at a time...and soon I knew all 3 of them and was spending alot of time with them. Makayla (who is not biologically Tim's but he is the only father she knows) was 9, Brandon was 7 and Tyler was just 9 months old. I completely fell in love with all of them they were very polite children, they met Mom and Steve 2 weeks later, and 2 weeks after that we moved in together in Watertown. It was kind of a whirlwind deal, I couldn't believe that I was uprooting myself, and everything I knew to move in with this guy and for good, I kept thinking the only other time I moved out was for college, but I came back, I am not coming back this time. It still actually brings tears to my eyes, I still can't believe that I am gone.
Anywho...Tim is nothing short of great. My mother can vouge for me and saying I'm spoiled is putting it lightly. I get waited on hand and foot, and get treated like an angel, which is far more than I have had before. We began renting a 4 bedroom 1 bath home on the Northside of Watertown in October. We were able to put things the way we wanted. We spent alot of time painting, tiling, and cleaning. One day in November, I came home to find a For Sale sign in the front of the house, I quickly took it down, layed it on the ground (the wind blew it down) and called our landlord. They apparently needed money so they are selling for $55,000. She told us to put a purchase offer of $50,000 and they would accept it because the realator already had someone coming to look at it the next day and 2 people the following day. Well after discussing it with Tim, we put in our offer. It wasn't until the beginning of April and alot of bickering back and forth with the landlords and finding a bunch of stuff out did we finally close. It was all still a dream to me, something is finally half mine and I can do what I want to it, but I do have to say, being a home owner is really not all it's cracked up to be. So we also have a full basement and full attic that we are converting into another bedroom and bathroom...eventually...a 2 stall garage and an 15 foot above ground pool with a wrap around deck. Its a great starter house, we both dont' plan on being here long the way the market is, but for now, it's home.
At the end of March, I my first major surgery...I had a 3 benign tumors on my thyroid, after many doctors and many tests, I found the best doctor in Syracuse to meet with, I saw her twice and she said...it has to come out. I had it removed at SUNY Upstate on March 29th and had to spend the night in the hospital. It was ok, but nothing I would recommed to anyone unless it is your last ditch effort. I had some severe hormone problems after word, but 2 weeks later, I slowly came out of it. I had a month off from work, so Tim and I decided to take off to Florida to visit his Mom and Stepfather, his brother in Melbourne and his Father in Miami. My grandparents are also down there actually just 10 minutes from Tim's Mom and Step-dad, so we stopped in there 4 or 5 times while we were down there. We drove down, we took off Easter Sunday and drove straight for 19 hours (I only drove in Georgia for about 2 hours) We stayed about 10 days and took off back for home. It was a great time!
I went back to work on May 3rd to Carthage Area Hospital, only to have shit hit the fan and a week later I was then unemployed by Carthage Area Hospital...thats another long story that I really don't wish to share, because I would for sure have carpal tunnel after I typed that story. That night that I got done at the hospital, I had a interview at Guilfoyle Ambulance. I was given the job that night an started a week later. I absolutley am in love with my job! I enjoy every minute of it.
On June 3rd, we got the surprise that would change our lives forever. After about 2 months of no period (I have female issues, so I didn't think anything of it) I decided that it was time to maybe take a pregnancy test. So I got up that Sunday morning and said "what the hell" Tim was downstairs making breakfast and I was peeing on my stick. There was no waiting for any lines, that baby was as bright as the morning sun....I yelled for Tim, he said he was busy, I yelled again, he said wait a minute, my third yell was quite the yell, he came running up the stairs to find me on the toilet bawling my eyes out holding a test! He looked at it and immediately started in with his tears and hugged me and I cried and cried and cried and cried. Once the beginning shock was over, I was able to get off the toilet and come downstirs and we sat on the couch and talked, you know those lovely conversations of "how did this happen" "when did this happen" "how am I going to tell my mom" all of those lovely questions.
We decided to tell my mother who called and invited us up that afternoon, but only if we brought her a bottle of Vodka, because it's cheaper in Watertown. So we went to the liquor store I found 4 bottles of White Zin with baby feet on them, and wrote on everyone, "your going to be a grandma" I was soooooooo nervous to go, I pulled in the driveway and looked at Tim and said, I'm not telling her, I can't! I gave her the bottles of wine and turned away at Tim, she read the first one and put it back and grabbed another one and said "holy shit" and walked away from me. I started to cry HARD and thought she hated me...Steve was more happy than I think she was initially. Everything worked out and now we are 17 weeks pregnant and couldn't be happier...
The first trimester was hell, but from what I've read and who I've talked to...you will have that! The second trimester has it's days, I'm at the stage where nothing fits and I smell everything and puke at the smell of anything bad. I'm still working at Guilfoyle with everyone of my co-workers looking out for me, especially Tim when he has to be my partner, he tells all of his patients that I am his "fiance" and that I'm pregnant with his kid...he is quite the man!
We have also just started planning our wedding...I think I left that part out (Tim proposed to me on Saturday, January 20th, afternoon when I was working at Carthage...he did it in my office, well actually Brandon asked me if I would marry all of them and Tim gave me the ring)...so I guess I'm having a baby in February and getting married in September, WOW next year is going to be busy...I will post more later, we have a doctors appt tomorrow!!!
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