Not so Weigh-in Wednesday

Obviously I am not going to do weigh-in Wednesdays any more. I would prefer not to torture myself while I am already an emotional wreck. I have been thinking of new things. My blog is taking a turning point. It will no longer be about ME and my weightloss journey. For the time being, it's about little doodle, and what I can do to keep US healthy, what cool things I can find on pinterest, and me dreaming of the day I find out what 'it' is. We desperately want a boy. I used to only want girls. The bond that my mom and I share is something special. I wanted that first, I wanted for my daughter to know how that feels. Of course, I still want that. I just want it after my boy. :) Two of my SILs would like for it to be a girl. Which would be amazingly cute. Each one of them have a girl, Queen Abee and Princess Kynlee. The babies will have almost the same age difference, about 15 months. Abee being the oldest. So you can imagine how precious all the matching will be. BUT, I still want a boy. 

Back to the blog. I want to re-vamp that whole thing. Re-name and re-focus.After the baby is born, I want to of course get back on track, I will have more to lose (hopefully not that much more). Doodle will of course make a daily appearance. I want it to be focused on a wife, a mother, and the weightloss. 

Now that Hubby Jack has hung up his hat, I will have to find a new blog designer. Or maybe do it myself. Hopefully it won't be too too ghetto ;)

I am not sure when this is going to happen, but, when you see a new name, just know it's still me. Just added focuses..   

There is a possibility that doodle could be twins. It runs in the family. When my aunt was pregnant the first time, it was twins. She unfortunately lost them. When my mother went in for a procedure, she had two eggs, which would have turned into twins.

I am hoping that it will skip a generation. But, you never know. One of my closest friends is having twins. She is super excited.

I would just be in a huge state of shock for about 8 months.

My very first appointment is Monday. We will know if there is one or two, and just how far I actually am. Fingers crossed its further than what I think I am. :)

And on that note, I must bid you adieu.

 

Life Changing Events.

So much has happened in the past three weeks. I'm talking life changing events.

You already know about my engagement. Well, shortly after the ring came in the picture, and I mean VERY shortly after, something amazing happened. My last few blogs have been a little, I guess you would call it, "emotional". And I was feeling every bit of it, every day. Crying for no reason, just getting upset at the stupidest things. I am a pretty emotional person, but not THAT emotional. I knew something was up. And then, I started to cramp about a week before Aunt Flo was scheduled to come around. I do not cramp before. The day of, throughout, and then it stops. So, another strange thing happening. There are a few other things, but I don't want to gross anyone out. 

I decided to take a test. If you know me, I am a VERY impatient person. I do not like to wait. I took a test, WAYYY to early, nothing. The next day, STILL early, I take another one. 

This comes out. I know what you're thinking, uhmm theres nothing there. Well, if you take out your magnifying glass, put on your contacts, your glasses, find your monocle, and squint really hard, you will see that there is the faintest little pink line, right next to the darker one.

I honestly thought it was my eyes playing tricks on me. That they were mirroring the darker line. I ran and woke Dayton up. He of course, didn't believe that it was possible. I had to show him (on the Internet of course) that a faint line, is in fact a positive. I literally took a test EVERY day until Flo was supposed to come in. And, every day, the line got darker and darker.

6-7 tests later, after this big ol' fat positive, we were pretty sure. I had already been looking up plus size pregnancies. Because of course I am worried about my weight. What it can do to me, and the baby. I know the risks.

As you all know, I wanted to drop my weight before I got pregnant. I didn't want to be this huge pregnant girl, where you can't even tell I'm 7 months pregnant. I wanted the cute little belly bump. But, as everyone knows. God works in mysterious ways. He decided that Dayton and I needed little doodle in our lives. I couldn't be happier. Yes, I would prefer to be about 70 lbs lighter. All I can do, is focus on not putting on a ton of weight. And when doodle arrives, I can focus on getting the "Baby Weight" off, and THEN some.

It's absolutely crazy how things work out. I get engaged, and find out that we are having a baby all in the same week.

After discussing our options, and one full day of me looking up wedding venues for next year, we decided that the JP would be the best option for us. Spending $10,000 or more that we don't have, on a wedding, just didn't seem logical.

I would much rather spend the money on our baby.

We got our marriage license last Monday, and set up to be married for the following Monday. We didn't get married because of the baby, we just pushed it, because of the baby. It makes sense to us. We both agreed that having the same last name on everything, would just make our lives easier. I didn't want to stress about anything. I just want a smooth pregnancy.

Plus, I get to marry my best friend.

We are starting a family. Having a REAL baby, not just a fur baby. They are being super sweet lately. Ace is cuddling a lot more, I wonder if he senses changes?

Monday, June 9, 2014 at 1:00 PM, we got married.

It was very simple. Just the family was there.

We took pictures, talked, and then had the "ceremony".

The JP asked if we would prefer the short version or the long. I chose the long. My Grandpa wanted to hear us, when they got married at the JP, they chose the short version. In the short version, you don't exchange rings or anything.

After we said our goodbyes to everyone, we took a stroll downstairs to the clerks office to get our license.

They. Freaking. Lost. It.

I have been married for 5 seconds, and you lose the most important thing?!?

I had to sit down, I didn't want to go all cray on them in a courthouse..

They figured out what had happened. They gave it to some boy who had just gotten his birth certificate. Now, how you confuse an envelope that CLEARLY states "Marriage License", with WEDDING bells on it, I will never know. Luckily, the boy was still there.

We then proceeded to the SS office to change my name. The boy was also there.

We went to the DPS to get my drivers license changed as well. The boy was also there.

The first 'selfie' as Husband and Wife.

After running all of our errands, we went to Dickey's BBQ to eat. I know. Classiest wedding EVER.

It may not have been the "Ideal" thing to do, but, it was perfect to me.

And we ended that perfect night with a Rangers Game.

Even though they lost, MISERABLY, I still had a blast.

The crowd was amped, it just felt like so much positive energy everywhere.

Now, I am a wife and soon to be mother.

There is nothing in this world that I would rather be. There is no place in the world that I would rather be. I have found the one whom my soul loves.

And on that note, I must bid you adieu.