I was always the friend, daughter, &/or girlfriend who swore she never ever wanted children. I couldn't wrap my mind around having a child, taking care of someone for the rest of my life ( I was extremely selfish). The older I became the little less ridiculous having a child seemed. Then I started dating Ricky (again). Things with him just clicked. We dated in high school, randomly saw each other through out the years and once we were back together it was as if 10 years never passed. He truly is my prefect match, the ying to my yang. We are opposites in many ways, yet similar in so many more, and we really balance one another out.
After a few months of dating, the discussion of children came up. He told me, he wanted me to be the mother of his children. My heart filled with such a joy, I could never explain. It was as if everything finally fell into place. I met the person I was suppose to meet, and having children seemed like the perfect next step. We discussed it for a couple months, I went off birth control, and in one month we had a VERY SLIGHT positive. The both of us, completely lost our minds from happiness, excitement, nervousness, pretty much every emotion under the sun.
I immediately called my best friend. I was DYING!! It was so extremely slight, I thought it might be false. we took 4 more tests, three of them were positives. Next Morning scheduled a doctor appointment for the true positive.
The dr. confirmed for us, and I think in that moment the reality hit Ricky, and he had a mental breakdown for about one hour. He had this look of being lost, nervous and just straight scared. haha it was funny to watch what was happening. From the moment we received that positive I have been nothing just excited. Well, thats not completely true. I'll explain that later.
I am officially out of my First Trimester. Which has been a breeze, no morning sickness, I think I was sick a total of three times. The only real issue I am currently having is the growing waistline. I have only gained two pounds (yeahyy) yet none of my clothes fit, tops or bottoms. It is a serious issue I am having. I have to continuously tell myself I am pregnant. But its not pregnancy fat, this is my waist is growing because I have been so tired the first tri I have had ZERO, not one single ounce of energy to work out. Therefore, because I slacked off, I have grown in the belly. I will get past it, and everything will be fine. Just the one thing I have an issue with.
Pictures 11w4d ultrasound && my announcement for Halloween
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