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My subject came from Sanity Waiting To Happen and she wants to know: What life event(s), either in the past or recurring, does the month of January remind you of?
Hmmm....do I want to make this funny, sad, happy, fearful? How about all of the above? lol
When I think of January, the first thing that comes to mind is the following......
Picture, if you will....it's December 31, 2008. My husband of only 3 months is encouraging me to get my New Years Eve drink on. I'm not feeling it AT ALL. What the hell is wrong with me? I LIKE to drink. It's fun. So why am I not partaking? Hmmmm. Oh, it's time to count down.....10....9.......8....7....6...5....4....3...2.....1......HAPPY NEW YEAR!
It's January 1....I check the calendar...yup....good ol' Aunt Flo...ol reliable is suppose to come visit me today. CCRRAAPP!!!!
It's January 2....HOLY JEEZ, my boobs are KILLING me! *glares at husband* Touch them and you DIE!
It's January 3....hmmm.....Aunt Flo is always here on time...what the crap is up with that?
*drops kids off at their Great Grandma's and rushes over to Dollartree with $1.06 in hand and purchases a pregnancy test, then rushes home*
Okay....I gotta pee....I can do this.....I can do this.....*pees in cup and drops some of the pee onto the test* Just be calm...there's no way you're pregnant...no way at all.....I mean....I guess you COULD be, but...nah...no...you're not preg.....*peeks* Oh shit.
*Pacing now, until husband gets home from work*
Hi honey...how was work? Fine? My day was pretty good...kids are at A's house...oh, here look at this.
*hides face while husband stares at pregnancy test*
Yup....that's what that test there says.
January 4.....I'm awake, but I refuse to pee....gotta go buy a new test....
*rushes to store, gets new test, goes home and pees on it*
January 5....Okay, let's go to the Health Department and get this confirmed!
Okay, you get the drift. lol. I found out I was pregnant and, while I was happy, I was also a little scared, because in October, I'd found out I was pregnant and, within a week, I'd had a miscarriage. I went to the health department to confirm I was pregnant, made a DR appointment and all that. I get in to see the DR, they confirm again that I AM pregnant, do blood work, all that jazz. We get to the one week mark since the positive pregnancy test and, by this time, I've tested at the health department, the OBGYN, and about 5 times at home. I buy a digital and it says "pregnant". I get a letter from the DR saying they need me to call them about my blood work.
I go in because I'd already had an ultrasound scheduled and they tell me that my progesterone levels are low and I have to take a supplement every night at bed. They get me up on the table and squeeze the cold jelly on my stomach and start fishing around, finding the baby and all that. Then they whip out the magic wand and...well....you know where THAT goes (hint..there's a condom on the end of it) and she starts probing me. I flinch or something 'cause she goes "I'm sorry". Not realizing what she was apologizing for, my heart sank.......
Until she said "Look right there."
And I do.
And I see it....my little bean pulsating. I looked at my husband and tell him that it's the heartbeat. Our baby is alive.
We knew, from day one, that Cailin was a going to be a curly-haired little girl that was stubborn as a mule. She was a fighter. And here we are, almost 4 years later...she's potty trained, smart as can be, and stubborn as a mule.
Before that time, January wasn't really full of happy memories. Cailin changed that, as she did many other things.
|Ultrasound pic from that day|
|My big girl now|