Baby May Cry

Unexplained or simply an over active imagination....

2012-01-02T18:27:00.002-06:00

From a very young age, I've been attracted to all things paranormal. Be it Ghosts, Aliens, and the unknown. I would sit with my grandmother and ask her to tell me horror stories for fun. I remember sitting there so intrigued, my imagination going wild. My dad would talk about aliens, and my favorite shows were always pertaining to ghosts or mysteries.

As I got older, my fascination with the unknown grew. There's an old tale that my mom's family told. They say when you're about to die, your spiritual body 'soul' 'being' will make visits to anyone who is important to them. They manifest themselves as real, living beings. These beings would talk to their loved ones like it was any ol' day. Then a few days later they'd be told that the person had passed away the day after they visited. That always stuck with me. I would wonder if it would ever happen to me. It hasn't happened yet, but that doesn't mean that it can't or wont...

My first ghostly encounter was right after my grandfather passed. I had just returned from his wake and ran up to the apartment to grab something. I walked in, grabbed what I needed and was headed out the door but when I tried to open it, it wouldn't budge. Our apartment building was built in the 1800's and had very old wooden doors and locks. I blamed my entrapment to just that. I tried to open it for what seemed like an eternity. I ran into my parents room and yelled out the window, 'I can't get out, I'm stuck' My parents looked at me like I was a nut. Did you try unlocking it? they asked. Well duh, hello! Just wiggle it and it should work. Well, I wiggled and wiggled the door until it finally opened. I ran downstairs not thinking anything of it. Two days later, my dad was trapped in the apartment. He tried for 30 minutes he said, until he finally just sat down and said, Heriberto, miestro, dejeme abrir la puerta. Heriberto was my grandfather's name and Miestro is what they called one another. It's slang for Maestro. My dad laughed and walked up to the door and it opened. Weird huh? Well, I think it was my grandfather playing a prank on me also. My gpa and I were very close. I was his first grand daughter and for that he had me spoiled. We would always joke around like that.

So I know I didn't see a ghost, nor is there concrete evidence that my being stuck was him but I'd like to think that perhaps it was him, playing one last joke on his grand daughter.

My second encounter came years later after my grandmother passed. I was in the 9th or 10th grade. I had been wanting to see a new Tool video that had come out a few weeks prior and I was finally able to catch the video one night.This was when MTV still aired Music Videos. So I was sitting alone in the Living room of my parents house, everyone had already gone to bed, and the whole house was dark except the light from the TV. I was sitting on the edge of the coffee table when out of the corner of my eye I catch a shadow lingering. As I turn my head, the shadow proceeds to go up the stairs. I immediately turned off the tv and ran up stairs like a bat outta hell. My grandmother's room was across the hall from mine so I just quickly turned the corner and ran into my room. The next morning I told my parents what had happened and my mom being the sensible one of the family said it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. My dad on the other hand, is also a big believer of spiritual beings. He later told me that perhaps it was my grandmother going to her room. I do believe that it might have been her. Oh let me back track a bit. I forgot to mention that one night before the shadowy imagine I had woken up with some pretty gnarly scratches on my back. I had attributed to me scratching my self in the night. However, the scratches were on a part of my back that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't reach with ease. I'm not sure how they got there but one thing is for certain. It wasn't me. Later that year, my friend Melissa came to visit from NY. One night she says that as she's going to sleep she felt someone grab her legs from about her knees and slide down to her ankles. It wasn't me as I was already asleep and no one else was in the room.

There's an urban legend that says when you get a whiff of roses, a spirit is about. I've experienced this once. I was babysitting and had just come down from putting them to bed when I got a hint of roses. I freaked out because I was alone in the house and not my house. I just sank into the couch and waiting impatiently for their parents to come.

I went a few years without any sort of activity until 2007. J and I had just moved into an apartment when it began again. This time I didn't see anything just felt things. I wouldn't feel them all the time but when I did it shook me to my core. I would feel things following me or just there. We then moved out and into an apartment with one of our friends. It followed me there. I would again feel something behind me but when I turned around there was nothing. We moved again into yet another apartment and acquired a cat. Yes we are semi nomadic. Well this cat would sit at the end of the hallway and just stare at the wall. She wouldn't move just stared. It freaked me out. The feeling of being stared at is annoying enough when it's an actual person but when it's something you cannot see it just irritating beyond words. This lasted for about half a year until we moved AGAIN into a duplex down the street. Let me give you a little background on the place we're at now. The duplex is literaly down the street from where we previously lived. We were on the hunt for something with a back yard since we were expecting Jett to arrive at the Beginning of the year. We looked around for something nice enough to hold us off until we moved into a house that we would own. We found this place in a nice area, the rent wasn't bad, it has a backyard and it was a decent size. The tenants that lived here before us were nuns... okay, nuns are creepy. I'm sorry if I offend anyone by saying that, but it's my personal opinion.

This is what I think of. I remember seeing this cover when I was a kid and being extremely frightened.
So, we move in and even before bringing anything into the house, I felt something very familiar. I was uneasy walking into the place but didn't think anything of it. I told myself I was much too old to actually believe in ghosts. But in the back of my mind I knew I wasn't. I knew I felt something, and my feelings became a reality shortly after.

We had just brought Jett home from the hospital and were getting into the swing of things. I would wake up at all hours of the night to feed or change him. I had J's help so he'd wake up and tend to him when I was just too beat to move. One night J woke up to feed Jett while I tried to catch some zzz's. The next morning, I walk into the baby's room and I see the swing is turned on. Just rocking back and forth. I looked at the knob and it was turned on. I turned it off and went about my day. A few days later I was talking to J and just happened to bring up that night. Mid conversation I asked, Hey did you turn on the swing the other night? *Record scratch* Blank look on his face um NO. I thought you did. No I was asleep the whole time. He said when he walked into his room the swing was going full blast and he thought I had forgotten to turn it off from earlier in the day.
That did not sit well with me. I was officially freaked out. After that, things started happening more frequently. J said he heard grows coming from the kitchen and when he walked to it, it would stop. After 3 attempts at trying to figure out what it was, he was frightened enough to turn off his Play Station and come to bed. Jett constantly looks past me, behind me, stares. Sometimes laughs, sometimes he just looks and talks. It's frighting. I don't know what he sees. I don't know if he does actually see something or if he's just being silly. But I constantly feel like I'm being watched. I hear foot steps, and see shadows. It's gotten past the point of annoyance and gone straight to fear. J has even seen a figure sitting on the bed and thinking it was me but I wasn't even at the house. Jett was with my parents and I had gone out for the night. He was completely alone in the house.

One evening, this was before J saw the figure sitting next to him. I had my cousin and his girlfriend over for drinks. We were sitting out side talking when the conversation turned to ghosts. We were telling his gf about a night that Chris and I had been sitting on the sofa watching a program about aliens when we both saw a large burly shadow walking past the window outside. I didn't say anything at first and neither did he. It was finally after a few minutes of silence that I said, do you believe in ghosts? He just said, you saw that too huh? The gate to our back yard is locked. There was no one (living) out there. We had just come from outside. Well we were telling her this story and she starting telling us about her dad. Her dad is deceased. And has been for a very long time. Every time she would mention his name or make reference to him, something would happen. Without fail. Footsteps on the gravel, lights flickering, unexplained noises and the hay that broke the camel's back was when an ungodly amount of bats emerged from the tree above causing all this unsettling noise. The very last time she mentioned him that evening, one single white feather fell from above and landed between Chris and I. We all booked it inside.

My last rant for this very long post is pertaining to orbs. I know these are very easily disproven with dust in the lens but if that were the case, wouldn't all the pictures taken with that same camera and only seconds apart share the same orbs? The day of our wedding I had chris take some shots with my camera while Chantal took the official ones with hers. In several but not all of the photographs there appear to be orbs around my head or next to whomever was next to me. Here are some for you to look at....

Some might think it's merely dusk, but some of us think it's our loved ones who have passed and continue to watch over us from the other side. Take it how you will.

I'm a very strong believer, and I believe that these pictures not only captured us, but also our loved ones that couldn't be there in the flesh.

Goodnight all, don't let the bed bugs bite, or ghosts pull on your legs, or lay next to you.

Nice to meet you Mr. Independent

2011-12-27T14:26:00.001-06:00

More than half a year has passed since the last blog update, so it's time for some fresh material. So many things have transpired from then to now... Jett's first Halloween and Thanksgiving, J and I got married, Jett turned one and although Jett was around last Christmas, he didn't get to spend it with us at home. He was still in the hospital, hooked up to all sorts of machinery. So we called this his 1st Christmas. He's grown to be such an independent little boy, he amazes me each and every day with something new he's discovered.

Around his 6th month Birthday, Jett started to sit up on his own. He would sit like a tripod for a few seconds, then topple over like a big headed doll. Closer to his 7th month Birthday he actually started sitting up unsupported for long periods of time. He also started eating more solids as opposed to only milk.

Here's dad feeding him so carrots which he loved

at this age. Now, not so much

April.2011 4 Months

Here he is trying his had at drinking from a cup. He didn't quite understand that he needed to tilt his head back to drink so he didn't get much on his own. Surprisingly enough, he does really well with a straw.

May.2011 5 Months

JUNE 2011
J got to experience his first Father's Day. As always I didn't know what to get him so instead of buying something impersonal, I opted for something he'd cherish for a very long time. My parents helped me make a plaster print of Jett's hand and foot. After about 15 attempts, we got a decent enough print. I had a mini shoot with Jett where he was holding a Sign that says, " I love my Papa" I printed and framed a few, painted the plaster prints and handed over the goods. The look on his face was priceless! He has the pictures on his night stand and looks at them every night before bed and every morning. He loves that child with everything he's got.

June.2011 6 Months

Look at that fat little face. He was still wobbly on his own so I sat him in the Bumbo for a mini shoot.

JULY 2011

July.2011 7 Months

Anyone who knows J knows that he LOVES to cook. So what better way to celebrate our independence from Britain than with some delicious food cooked by the best chef I know. We had all of our close friends and family over and tons of fun was had. Of course of all the holiday's we've celebrated this year, this is the only one I didn't photograph. So the picture below is of Jett about 2 weeks after the 4th.

Jett's 1st pool. He was a bit hesitant at first, but after a few minutes he was in love. We've got a fish on our hands.

AUGUST 2011
Jett turned 8 months old and the independent steak has started. He started to rock on his knees back and forth at the beginining of the month, then about half way through he started to figure out that he could get to places if he "crawled" to them. However, he didn't start the crawling like most children do. Instead of going forward, he crawled like an army man backwards. Took him forever to get where he wanted to be but he's as stubborn and determined as an ox. He screamed, yelled and clawed until he got where and what he wanted.

Aug.2011 8 Months

Here he is sitting so perfectly still for his papa.

He's a little cowboy.

SEPTEMBER.2011
September was a fun filled month. The daily weather was 110. My bestie came down from NYC to visit with her awesome fiance Shaun. We ran around Soco, ate tons of food, visited the Capital and even went under the Congress bridge to see all the bats. It was awesome!

J and Jett being silly at the Capitol Sept.2011

Meli and Shaun Sept.2011

Benjamin turned One in September so we went to Amy's Ice Cream for his partay. Kids had fun, parents had fun. It was awesome.

Sept.2011 Reading some Elmo while waiting for food.

Weee, Happy Birthday Ben :)

Pecan Street Festival was the last week of September so of course I asked Chani to accompany Jett and I to sweat about 100lbs. It was a blast. J's mom came with us and helped with the boys. We walked around Pecan Street in Down Town Austin for a good hour. We saw all types of people, from strange to just pain out of this world. We even saw a girl wearing leather socks over her flip flops in 1000 degree weather. WTH is wrong with people? Jett and Ben got a caricature drawn of them. At first I thought it was the cutest thing ever. Now that I look at it, it makes me laugh. Jett looks like Bush and Ben looks like Conan. Every time I see it, I'm reminded of that day. I suppose that the purpose of a drawing or a picture. It's to hold on to that moment in time.

Sept.2011 Pecan Street Festival

The Beginning of our long walk. My goodness it was so hot that day.

Sept.2011 Pecan Street Festival

Jett and Ben posing in front of one of the many artistic cows living in Austin TX. Poor dudes were so hot. Jett is even pant less.

OCTOBER 2011

A month full of Falling leaves, pumpkins, cool fall breeze. And Jett's 1st Thanksgiving and Halloween. Pumpkin patches are synonymous with cool weather, cute babies or puppies and their proud parents taking some super cute pictures. This year, we've got just that. One cute baby to sit and pose in front of pumpkins to snap those pictures. We took a trip out to the Elgin Christmas Tree farm in, well, Elgin TX. We rode the Haunted Hay ride, walked around the corn maze, and then stopped by the petting zoo on our way out. Jett was laughing hysterically at the baby goats so I let him pet one. Yikes, probably not the best idea. One of the goats nibbled on his finger and the melt down began. He wasn't pleased with that goat after that.

After leaving the Tree farm we headed into town to get some elgin BBQ. I believe the name of the place was Meyer's. It wasn't very good. The Brisket was dry, the BBQ sauce was watery and the sausage was... well enough about the bad. The experience as a whole was wonderful.

Oct.2011 Elgin, TX

J and Jett at the farm

Father son moment. Look at those smiles

Jett telling me that he doesn't want any more pictures :p

That baby's got 4 arms!

For Halloween, we dressed Jett up at Batman. It was only fitting since his father is a total comic geek. He would not wear the mask for anything. I think it's a guy thing. He hates hats too. I have to trick him to wear it when it's cold out. We went over to J's mom's neighborhood to trick or treat. By that I mean, mom would ask for candies and dad would take more than the sign said to take when they left them out in a pot. I've got proof!

Grucho, the Bat Signal has gone off... I must be leaving.

I lied, he wore it for 5 seconds before ripping it off and throwing it on the ground

His first score. Malted Milk Balls

He looks so busted! That was after taking the 3rd candy when the sign clearly says 2!

There he goes again

Batman back in his Bat Cave after a long night of crime solving

And he crawls away into the darkness errrr.... kitchen.

NOVEMBER 2011

Gooble Gobble time. We spent our Thanksgiving at my parents house where of course I ate entirely too much. That's what holidays are about right? Eating so much you wish you hadn't eaten so much... He ate a little bit of everything but not without putting up a fight. He's so picky!

He's a crawler now, but he had been properly crawling since about 9 months. He's also a stander. He literally starts to do new things right after his Dr's Appointments. Never fails. The Pedi asks, ' Is he pulling up to get to toys? or does he stand?' um no he doesn't. He'll stand if I stand him up and he's holding on to something but never on his own accord. 2 days later, Bam! Look at me, I'm standing! Look at me, I'm cursing around while holding on to furniture. He's amazing!

He wanted something I had. Remote or my phone. Both amazing in his eyes.

That's a mighty big leg you've got there fella.

Oh almost forgot. J and I got married(again) on November 11th. It was a beautiful ceremony with all of our friends and family. People came from all over to see us unite for the second time. If you're scratching your head like, what the marbles are you talking about, well let me explain. In March of 2010 J and I took a very nice but long drive to Amarillo TX to visit Palo Duro Canyon. We had every intention of going, however mother earth had other plans. It started to rain like madness so we weren't able to go. Instead we enojyed eachother's company and had a late breakfast. The night we drove into town, we settled in and ordered some much needed food. While waiting for said food to arrive, we opened a bottle of wine. Yada yada yada, we're lying in bed and he looks over at me and asks 'wanna marry me'? So romantic eh... I said yea sure buddy because he's a jokester. But he wasn't joking and so we came back from Amarillo an engaged couple. So, while planning the wedding, we came with 11.11.11 would be the day we got married. Well late May we found out we were expecting, so we headed over to the JP and got hitched in July. The ceremony was still booked for us in Nov.2011 so we got to get married all over again. :p

Mr and Mrs Salinas

The love of our lives

My beautiful Bridesmaids.

And the Nerds aka The Groomsmen

DECEMBER 2011

Is a very bitter sweet month for me. It was the month our boy was born, 7 weeks ahead of schedule. He was a tiny little thing, weighing less than 4lbs. This time last year he was still in the NICU learning how to eat on his own and growing. We would drive up to see him every single day, rain or shine, hail, snow, blizzard, the world was coming to an end. Didn't matter, we were there. It was an emotional roller coaster for all of us, but it hit me the hardest. At least it seemed that way. I know my friends and family stayed strong for me. I was a wreck in every sense of the word. I couldn't sleep, eat or think. My life consisted of pumping milk to take to the hospital, calling to check up on him and crying. It was the hardest 23 days of my life. He finally was able to come home on January 7th my best friends birthday and 4 days before mine. It was THE BEST gift in the world. I was able to cuddle with my lion cub on my birthday.

After coming home, he was a different child. He seemed so different to me, because he was. He was growing and he was growing at an alarmingly fast pace. He seemed to want to catch up on all he had missed. He amazed me from day one and continues to do so now. I couldn't ask for a better boy to call my son. He's smart, sweet and a tad bit hard headed like his, um dad, yea dad... lol. He's stubborn, clever, sneaky, and a flirt. All the things that make him who he is and I love every single one of them.

Under the Tree

We visited the Zilker park Tree since they lights weren't up this year. Hopefully they come back in 2012.

Zilker Tree

Just the 3 of us, we can make it we try.. just the 3 of us you, him and I......

Birthday Meal. Spaghetti and Meatballs and garlic bread.

I've got everything on my face and shirt

Gotta get every last piece

I'm one so it's okay if I nom on this candle

Jett 1 Day old

Jett's 1st Christmas Dec.19.2011

1st Birthday!

2nd Christmas

Just looking back at all these photos brings me to tears. How much our son has grown. We love you so much Jett.

I can't believe it's almost time for presents.

Why do you have me standing here like this???

I got blocks, an abacus, a T-Rex roaring head, an old school top and a metal lunch box. I'm the luckiest child ever~

There's more blocks in there!!!! OMG.

All mine!!!

Thanks for reading!
♥ Salinas Family

Hey, um watch it with the paint job buddy

My sweet new ride

Birthday Party! Woohoo

3 Months!

2011-03-16T10:40:00.001-05:00

Oh my how time has flown. It's been 3 months since Jett came into our lives and it's been an emotional roller coaster. He was only 3 lbs 7.5 oz but a fighter from day one. The first month was the hardest time in not only my life but J and most importantly Jett. He spent 23 days in the NICU getting big and learning how to eat. When he finally was able to drink from a bottle, we would celebrate the ounce he took down. His preemie clothes were still too big for him and he fit perfectly in one arm. Fast forward to today, he's 10lbs 4 oz and taking in 5/6 ounces at every feed. He's able to sit up for short periods of time in his Bumbo, and is a rolling over champ.He's much more alert. He stays up for the better part of the day and just wants to play. He makes all sorts of noises and kicks his feet and swings his arms around like he's dancing.I got him a little toy the other day and he just stares at it and occasionally smacks it with his hand and makes faces. Last night(his birthday) he also graced us with his first laugh. He scrunched up his nose opened his mouth and let out a big giggle. My heart melted. I know what it feels like to love someone so much it seems to make your heart grow. Our little monkey, munchkin, pumpkin, Jettster is an amazing little boy. I'm so honored to be his mommy and I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world.

Happy Birthday Monkey! Momma Loves you!

Tuesday Morning

2011-03-09T10:39:00.000-06:00

What a nice chilly morning for me to wear sandals :/ Isn't this weather going to change for warmth any time soon?? I'm a total winter lover, but this year I cannot wait til summer. It has a lot to do with the fact that I want to be able to take Jett out and not have to worry about him being cold and getting sick. RSV season is almost over!!!! Thank Goodness. I'm back to work and it feels amazing. I get a few hours during the day to work, talk to other adults and best of all get paid to do it. I was really gung ho about being a stay at home mommy but due to the terrible state our country is in, I wasn't able to do so. J's paycheck would be enough to pay all the bills but then we would have nothing left over for even a .99 cent burger :/ and that's just not going to fly. I have a new passion well I'd say it's more of an obsession now... I'm so into sewing I can barley contain myself. I walk into a craft store and I feel like a little kid in a candy store. All the fabrics and thread and I can't even complete a sentence because I'm getting super excited as we speak. I love it. Yesterday after work I headed over to Hobby Lobby to buy some materials to make Jett a Mobile for his room. I spent 1 1/2 in that store and didn't even notice. It's a vicious cycle I tell ya.

Jett is doing amazing! I took him over to my parents house this past Saturday and he spent the night with his grandparents. It's a bitter sweet moment for me because I love the time to do me but I also missed the little booger like crazy. I called her about a million times just to see how he was doing. He's eating a lot more now and it's because we've changed his formula. He was on NeoSure with is designed especially for kiddo's that are born prematurely. It was 2 extra calories per ounce to help them "catch up" quicker. The only problem was that it was a super thick formula and my poor baby was having some difficulties with it. He wouldn't eat as much and when he did, he would throw up. Not spit up but stomach churning, gaging throwing up. I was petrified when I saw him doing this so I changed his formula to the Sensitive kind and he's doing so much better. His feeds have gone up so much he can go through a can of formula in 2 days. He takes in about 4 oz every 2 hours :) I weighed him last night and he's at 9lb 13oz! 3 oz to go to reach the big 10. So exciting!

2months

2011-02-16T17:09:00.002-06:00

Amazing! Yesterday Jett turned 2 months old. Seems like just yesterday I was having to drive back and forth from the Hospital to visit him. He's been home for a month 1/2 and it's been an amazing ride. He's currently weighing 8lbs 4oz and is 21 inches long. He went through a two day phase where he would eat 5oz and not eat again until 5 hours later, however for the last 3 days he's been back to his normal feeding schedule. He's still taking in a considerable amount of food IMO. He's taking 4oz every 3-31/2 hours. Today I'm trying to see if I can get him on some sort of napping/sleep schedule. He woke up this morning at 6am to eat but seeing as how I myself had only had 4 hours of sleep, I woke up to feed him and ended up just passing out on the couch with him after he ate. He slept for about 2 hours and he woke up to get his dipe changed. He ate again at 11 and then at 2. He's been napping in his crib for the last hour. I'm taking this time to update you guys on what's going on since I'll have to feed him again in about 30 min. Yesterday while I was changing his diaper, he made a noise that I've never heard before and he'd never heard it either because he looked at me like "did I just do that" It was pretty adorable.

I haven't made any diapers in a while, so today I'm busting out the sewing machine and getting to work. I'm also going to test out my snap pliers! Very exciting stuff happening over here today. :)

Will you be my friend?

2011-02-13T02:00:00.001-06:00

Today was a good day.... ya know like that song... Ice Cube... Anyways, It was a great day. Jett and I went to visit my friend and partner in most of my crimes, Chantal. We spent the whole evening chit chatting about all things babies among other things. I've come to a point in my life where I needed to essentially grow up! I needed to put all my negativity and issues in a bag and dispose of them and that's what I've done. Life is entirely too short to fuss and complain about every little thing. Be grateful for what you've got and don't spend precious energy and time on envying anyone or saying "why me". Play the cards you've been dealt the best that you can and learn from your mistakes. I was very selfish in my actions and my attitude as a whole and it nearly cost me a very meaningful relationship. I'm grateful that we've been able to grow and learn from the situation and will continue on our Journey as has been planned by fate. There is a propose for everything in life. People come and go but the ones that stick by your side no matter how much of an ass you may be are the ones that are put there to make you a better person. I feel very lucky to have people like that in my life and each one of them has helped me in one way or another. There's a saying my mom use to say " Dime con quien andas, y te dire quen sos" Translated to English it's " Tell me who you're friends are, and I'll tell you who you are" And I truly believe that. Like they say, You are what you eat, well the same goes with the people you let into your life. You're friends are just an extension of who you are. Life isn't easy, and at times it can seem like you'll never get past all the hurdles thrown at you, but that's when you have to turn to your friends, family or whoever will be there to help you. That's what friends are for. For all my friends, Thank you for being there for me when I've needed you the most. Thank you for letting me cry and not judge me for my stupid mistakes. Thank you for being you! My new year's resolution is to be a better friend, wife, mother, child, sister. I want to right all my wrongs. Here's to a fantastic 2011. A year of love, peace and babies!

♥ You all!

Free Baby Clothes Patterns

2011-02-10T21:52:00.000-06:00

Free Baby Clothes Patterns

Baby Whipped

2011-02-10T13:08:00.001-06:00

How is it that someone so small can have such power over me. He knows how to work the system and isn't even old enough to know about the system. He can fool me to do just about anything and guess what, I'll fall for it every time. He likes to play this game with me that's called, Hey mom I see you are about to sit down to eat your breakfast well guess what??? I'm hungry!! NOW!!!!!! So I go warm up his bottle take him out of his bassinet, put a bib on and he refuses to take the damn thing. I sit there and try for 15 min and he'll take perhaps 1oz then I just give up and put the bottle back in the fridge. I go warm up my now cold food, sit down to eat and get about 5 bites in when WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh I'm hungry again! OMG are you serious child???? He does this to me at least twice a day. It's really quite hilarious. But he's gotten to the point where he can recognize my smell and lets say I step outside or leave the room and leave him with J. He'll be a perfect angel, not one peep. The second I come around the corner he starts yelling at the top of his lungs and wanting me to pick him up and of course I comply. He's so incredibly spoiled!!! It's like he knows I'm talking about him, he just started crying for no reason. That's the life of a mother though and I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world.

The Dr's Appointment went well. She said he possibly had a slight cold but nothing to be concerned with. More than likely it's just the weather that's causing him to have a stuffy nose. That and the fact that we turn the heater on when it gets too cold could be drying out his sinuses. I got him a vaporizer today, hoping it helps a bit with the stuffiness. Since yesterday he's been consistantly taking in 4oz in his bottle every 3 1/2 hours or so. He's weighing 7lbs 12oz! At this rate he'll be 8lbs by the weekend. :) Knowing my child is growing so well makes me feel so good. The Pedi said he should be caught up with his peers by month 3! That's my boy ^_^

Smokey and the baby

2011-02-09T15:11:00.019-06:00

A few days ago, I was on my way to Walmart to pick up a humidifier for Jett. He's been a little congested for the last week and with good reason. The weather here has been erratic to say the least. Two days of frigid cold even snow then the next day it's 70 degrees :/ Well on my way back to the house I see this mini van trying to merge to the lane next to mine but being cautious of Austin drivers I reduced my speed in the event she wanted to swing over to my lane. Well they didn't and I picked up my speed to match the other cars. Well as I'm approaching this van I see that the woman is smoking a cigarette with the window slightly cracked. I'm not going to deny anyone a cigarette because I would be a hypocrite. I also smoke but there is one key difference between that lady and myself. I would NEVER smoke in front of my child much less while driving with my child in the back seat. I was so incredibly angry when I saw that this woman had not one but TWO children in the car with her, not to mention her tit of a husband sitting next to her. You'd think that in a situation like this where one parent cannot seem to make the right decision that perhaps the partner would step up and say "Hey, at least wait til we get out of the car to smoke" but no, he just sat there being complacent. Nothing gets my blood boiling more than irresponsible parents. If you can't see that's not okay to do GOD knows what else you could have done while pregnant with these kiddos and what you're possibly doing now. That's my rant of the week, I just couldn't believe what I had seen and I wanted to share with you guys.

On baby news, Jett is doing well. He's a bit congested like I mentioned earlier and the humidifier doesn't seem to be working as well as I had hoped so I've scheduled a Dr's Appointment for tomorrow morning. Other than that and the occasional sneeze he's doing marvelous. He's at 7lbs10oz and 20 1/2 inches long. He's eating quite a bit more than before. This morning I fed him 2 oz, then 1 1/2 hours later he took 4oz then an hour after that he took an additional oz. So total in a span of 2 1/2 hours he had consumed 6 1/2 oz. At the latest feeding at 2:30 he only took in 2oz :/ he's still getting used to the larger amounts. He's been sleeping in his own crib since Saturday but not for the whole night. J stays up later and keeps him downstairs with him until he comes up. He only stays in there for about 3 hours until I wake up and take him with me.

On sewing news, I've made 3 diapers so far but only the last one was one that actually worked. I finally gave in a purchased a pattern and I gotta say I'm very pleased with it. It's got very detailed explinations and pictures along with tons and tons of patterns for different types of dipes. The one I made with the new pattern still isn't great but it's much better than the other ones and it actually fits Jett. I wasn't able to finish it because my sewing machine decided to stop working at the last min. I'll fix tonight and perhaps get a couple of diapers in before I hit the hay.

I'm making dinner right now and I've got Jett in my baby carrier. I was afraid to use with him for a little while because he was so small and the recomended weight was 8lbs. I decided to give it a shot and he fits just fine. He's so calm and I get to carry him right next to my heart as I make dinner for us.

♥ my life!

7 weeks today.

2011-02-05T19:23:00.000-06:00

Feb.5th is when our little bundle of joy was suppose to enter this world. However, he had other plans and came 7 weeks ahead of schedule. As I might not know the reasoning behind his early arrival right now, I'm sure there is a very good reason for him being early but only time will tell. Last night, rather this morning Jett slept in his crib for the first time. I took him upstairs to his bedroom around 2am after feeding him and I headed to bed. He woke up right around 5am I'm assuming because when I got up to use the restroom and he wasn't in his crib, he was downstairs with J. I feel bad because he was probably crying and I just didn't hear him. Luckly J is on FMLA at the moment and has been breaking dawn for the last week so I can go to bed and he'll take care of Jett.

So I weighed him this afternoon and he's at 7lbs 7oz! and 20in long! He's 7weeks actual and 0days adjusted. He still wakes up every 3 hours to eat and he's taking in 3 to 3 1/2 oz, sometimes he'll even take 4. He's still using his sposies until we run out and I can complete his diaper covers. I've got one done like I said in my previous post and tried it on him a few days ago. It didn't go as planned but I think I know what I did wrong. First off I didn't have the snappi's for the pre-fold, the pre-fold it's self is huge and it's difficult to fold when he's wiggling all over the place and lastly the elastic. That damn elastic will be the death of me. I've got to make it more scrunchy. There is too much of a gap between the cover and his legs. That could also be due to the fact that Jett has slender legs IDK, but i'm revising the pattern and will be making another tonight.

OH oh oh, I put Jett down for some tummy time today and he completely surprised me. He was really upset with me because he was hungry and I was too busy filming him. He was squirming on the ground and was getting really really mad and all of a sudden he starts turning and stayed for a bit then wham, he's flat on his back. HE ROLLED OVER!!!!!!!!!! OMG I couldn't believe it. Here is the video...

That's it for today, here are some recent pictures of Jett

First time wearing his Pocket Diapers

With his uncle Chris and a candy bar that's called Jet

The first time he didn't flip out while getting a bath.

After his bath and the first time being in his crib

Jett and Ronin on his Due Date

Snow

2011-02-04T06:00:00.000-06:00

It started early this morning at around 3am. Snow ball fight for about an hour and I let Ronin( our lab/chow mix) play in it. He was hesitant at first but quickly adjusted and was running around like a crazy fool up and down our street. It's 6 am and I have yet to go to sleep. I'm sure I'll be falling asleep on myself around 9am.

Jett update

We weighed him last night and he was 7lbs 1/2oz. Every ounce counts for the little ones like him. He's coming up to his original due date which was Feb.5th until then he's still in the negative. I'll post some pictures of the snow and also of the diaper I made last night.

Being Crafy

2011-02-03T04:00:00.000-06:00

I finally got the nerve, courage and will power to go get the supplies I needed to start making my own cloth diapers. I was hesitant to make the plunge because I had tried before and failed. A good friend of mine and myself had gone out to buy the supplies and we tried making some but they didn't turn out the way we had hoped. I wasn't 100% on how to sew elastic and it was my biggest obstacle. After many many countless hours of online research I was able to obtain the information I needed to finally give it another shot. I found a pattern online and began my adventure. After about 2 hours of cutting and trying to tread my sewing machine I began the sewing. The whole process took about 3 hours but it was my 2nd (1st) attempt and was still learning on the way. I think I've got a good enough grasp on what I should and shouldn't so my following diapers will come out nicer and I won't spend as much time. All in all I'm very pleased with the final product and I'm incredibly proud of myself :p

I'll post some pictures tomorrow since both my phone and my camera are sans battery juice :(

On baby news, Jett is doing splendid. He's napping in his rocker making noises as I speak. He's growing and continues to amaze me. He's more alert now, and makes definite eye contact with us. He gazes at the walls and ceiling and when he's getting his diaper changed, he likes to stare at the paper lanterns in his room. He also likes to melt my heart with his half crooked smile. He got a bath today because he likes to wear his milk rather than drinking it and unlike before, he's actually enjoying bath time now. The initial undressing and placing in the tub is still a meltdown but once he feels the warm water on his bum he starts singing a different tune. He looks up at me and makes his cooing face which makes me just fall in love with him all over again. I'm not sure how much he's weighing at the moment since we don't have to go back to the Pedi until the 24th. I am however purchasing a baby scale from a fellow CL'er tomorrow so I can keep track of his progress. I'll post pictures of said made diaper as well as some candid's from bath time and weight tomorrow.

Good Night!

Birth Story

2011-02-01T15:47:00.000-06:00

Dec.15.2010 8AM, I was lying in bed when I feel a "pop" I run to the bathroom to assess the situation. Mucus on the TP told me something was up. I call out to J, "It's happening" all I hear is "are you serious"? Do you have time to take a shower? Yes and Yes so I hop into the shower and shave my amazonian legs as best as I could. Being as big as I was I wasn't able to see much past my boobs. Get dressed and go downstairs to get a glass of orange juice. I called my OB and told them that I thought my water might have broken and if I could come in earlier than planned. I had a scheduled appointment for 9:30am that same day. The girl on the phone told me to head on in and they would be ready when I arrived. I asked J to keep track of my contractions as I started to feel faint pain every 10-15 min. He kept track all the way to the Dr's office. Once there, they rushed me to see my OB. As he was checking to see if my membranes had ruptured, a huge gush of water came out. I'm assuming that was the rest of my amniotic fluid as if felt like I had wet myself. The Dr told me that they would admit me to my original hospital to observe me but then would be transferred over to the Seton Facility Down Town as they have a better Neonatal ward. I was wheeled over to St. David's hospital where I spent a few hours being monitored and given a medication to help stop my contractions to prolong my pregnancy as long as they could. At about my 2 hour mark there my contractions really kicked in but didn't hurt not as I had invisioned them to. They felt like period cramps to me. So at that point they also gave me a mild pain medication. At around 4PM the paramedics came to take me over to Seton where I would eventually have the baby. On my ride over my blood pressure was so high it didn't register on the machines :/

Once I was settled in to my new room, I was poked and monitored and all sorts of things were going on. I was given an array of things from Steroids for the baby's lungs to potassium to help regulate my elevated blood pressure.The Dr on call came in and introduced himself as Dr. Bushhart. He said they were trying to stop my contractions but if the medication didn't work then they would deliver the baby whenever he wanted to come. He checked to see how dialated I was and at that point I was at 4cm. My contractions kept on for a good while until I just couldn't take it anymore. I called the nurse and asked her if she could give me an epidural. The Dr. came back into the room and checked to see how far along I was and at that point I was at 7. He ordered the epidural and told the nurses to stop the medication to stop the contractions as the baby was going to come whether we liked it or not. The anesthesiologist came in about 15 min later and hooked me up with the catheter for the medicine. After one failed attempt he finally got it in and I was feeling pretty nice. At 8:20PM I got the sudden urge to push, so I buzzed for the nurse. Within seconds they were all in the room and I was at this point 10cm and 100% effaced. They wheeled me to the Delivery room, J right by my side. I got settled in and after about 6 good pushes Mr. Jett was Born @ 8:56PM

He Weighed 3lbs 3.75oz and 17 1/2 in long. He was born 7 weeks ahead of schedule!

The next 23 days of our lives were the longest of our lives. It was so incredibly hard to leave him every day to come home. I would feel so much guilt it drove me insane. I tried to cope as best as I could but I would always end up crying my eyes out. Although he was doing so well, I still couldn't get that thought out of my head. What if something goes wrong and I'm not there? I would call everyday to check up on how he did through the night and we were there every night for a few hours. He stayed for 23 days. He was there to grow and learn how to eat. He didn't quite grasp the whole concept of breathing, sucking, swallowing. He did have a bit of Jaundice but it was cleared out with 2 days under the Billi light. He also had a few episodes of Apnea which was treated with caffeine. Really his stay was long due to the fact that we had to wait 10 days for the caffeine to leave his system to see if he was free of the apnea. He was finally allowed to come home on January.7th which so happens to be my BFF's birthday. He came home weighing 4lbs 8oz.

On his first Pedi appointment the following Monday he was 5 lbs.
The following Monday he had a second appointment and he was at 5lbs 4oz. The Dr. told me that she was hoping for an oz a day weight gain but where he was at was fine. I went home feeling a little down simply because I thought that perhaps I was doing something wrong and that's why he wasn't gaining any weight. The most recent appointment was last Tuesday and he came in weighing an amazing 6lbs 7oz and measured 18 1/2 in. He gained 19oz in 7 days! Wooohooo. I was glowing the rest of the day.

While he was still in the NICU, they administered a newborn hearing test and he flunked it twice. They told us we would have to follow up with a specialist at the Dell Children's hospital once he was a little bit older. We had the appointment today and it turns out that he indeed can hear. He's just incredibly stubborn and does things when he wants to and how he wants to. Hummm, wonder where he gets that from........

As of 2 weeks ago my milk supply has vanished. I'm chalking it up to being overly tired, depression, not eating as well as I should and the fact that my LO can't latch on. He's too tiny and it's so awkward. It stresses him out and of course me. So now he's 100% on Formula :/ It's not what we wanted but there isn't much I can do at this point. So to make up for the added expense of Formula and simply because I wanted to do this anyways, we'll be cloth diapering him. I'm about to order some PUL and make my own. If they turn out nicely, I might even try to sell a few on etsy.

Jett and his papa

1.7.11 On his way home!

Quit taking pictures!

1.8.11 First day home.

Week 28, 80 Days to go

2010-11-17T09:03:00.000-06:00

Saturday, November 13.2010 we entered into the 3rd trimester at 28 weeks. I must say it feels as if time is going by at a snails pace at times. I think it's mostly to do with how unbelievably uncomfortable I've been for the last few weeks. I'm starting to get tired a lot quicker than normal. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that my belly is getting quite big and my body is having a pickle and a half trying to hold up all the weight. I was doing so well the first 6 months of pregnancy not gaining weight that I knew it would all come back to me in the end. Since 2 weeks ago I had put on 10 lbs. Arg, I know I really shouldn't be so vain and it's good to gain the weight but it still hurts my ego. I try not to think about it but it's hard when I know I've got a Dr. Apt coming up. Today to be exact. So per the emails I get every week, Jett's been the size of an Eggplant for the last 3 weeks or so. Next week, he'll be the size of a squash :) I believe the chart said he should be weighing in at about 2 1/2 lbs but I'll confirm all that once I get to the Dr.'s this Afternoon. As the space in my belly is getting more cramped, I'm beginning to feel the baby more and more. Just the other day I was sitting on the couch working on my laptop and he kicked me so hard it shook the computer! It made me laugh and melt my heart all at the same time. I've come to the conclusion that our baby is a child of the night. During the day he'll be still and I'll feel a random jab here and there and for the most part my back isn't killing me. When it's time for me to TRY to catch some zzzz's that's when the party starts. He's jabbing my guts left and right, jumping up and down on my bladder, and I think he might be kicking my spine. He will not let me fall asleep until I've gotten up to pee at least 3 times and shifted positions 4 times for 10 min a piece. So really if I get to bed by 11 I'm usually not able to fall asleep until 11:45. Yay! But I'm not going to lie, I look forward to our nightly routine. It's a nice reminder that he's there and it's only a matter of time before we get to meet him.

80 Days to go! We cannot wait. J's getting anxious. Not to say that I'm not but I know he's been waiting for children a little longer than I have. He wants to be able to hold his child and love on him. :)

Oh, I'm known for my bizarre dreams so I figure I'd share the ones I can remember. Keep in mind that it's not the entire dream just bits and pieces of what I retained.

1- I was in a grocery store somewhere in the northeast I would imagine since it was cold and snowing outside. I walked in and walked over to the Deli section which for whatever reason was also the check out stand. I walk up and the butcher asks me what I want. I want some of this and some of that. The butcher is-not only a lady but she so happens to be Michelle Obama (random) any who she gives me the meats and I continue on my way. I walk down some aisles that resemble the aisles in a home depot. I think I was looking for some party favors. I finish up and walk to the cashier, which is also the butcher ( Mrs. Obama) I ask her why the heck she's working at *** as a butcher and she says that it's no big deal, she's got nothing else to do during the day so she just works to not be bored. She hands me a piggy bank with a big wad of cash and tells me to have a good day.

Here is what dream moods thinks my dream is about: (enjoy)
Money
To see or win money in your dream, indicates that success and prosperity is within your reach. Money represents confidence, self-worth, success, or values. You have much belief in yourself.�Alternatively, dreaming about money, refers to your attitudes about love and matters of the heart. It is a common symbol for sexuality and power. In particular, finding money indicates your quest for love or for power.

Market
To dream that you are in a market, represents some emotional or physical need that you are currently lacking in your life. You may be in need of nurturance and some fulfillment. Consider the specific items that you are shopping for. Alternatively, the market signifies frugality.

Meat
To see raw meat in your dream, represents obstacles and discouragements that you will come across as you move toward achieving your goals. Alternatively, it may reflect your untamed, animalistic nature and raw emotions.

2. Our baby was born and he was about a month old. I was holding him while I was walking around a public pool. There were lots of babies around and some older kids. They were all so noisy and messy. I look at our baby and he's looking right at me. He's gorgeous! He's super pale, with brownish hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen on a person. I walk over to the edge of the pool and get in. I dangle his feet in the water and eventually let him float about on his own. It fast forwards a few years and Jett is about 3 years old. Were at hobby lobby looking for some paint. He's running around not listening to me and i'm getting so frustrated. I see J rounding the corner and Jett looks at him and without saying a word drops what he's doing. He's wearing a shirt that simply has a J. on the front and J is wearing the same shirt. We grab his hand and walk out the door. I wake up.

Baby
To see a baby in your dream, signifies innocence, warmth and new beginnings. Babies symbolize something in your own inner nature that is pure, vulnerable, helpless and/or uncorrupted.

To dream of an extremely small baby, symbolizes your helplessness and your fears of letting others become aware of your vulnerabilities and incompetence. You may be afraid to ask for help and as a result tend to take matters into your own hands.�To dream that you are dipping a baby in and out of water, signifies regression. You are regressing to a time where you had no worries and responsibilities. Alternatively, such a scenario is reminisce of when the baby is in the fetus and in its comfort zone. In fact, some expectant mothers even give birth in a pool, because the environment in the water mimics the environment in the uterus. It is less traumatic for the baby as it emerges into the world. So perhaps, the dream represents your search for your own comfort zone.

Children
To see children in your dream, signify an aspect of yourself and your childlike qualities. You may be retreating back to a childlike state and longing for the past. You are trying to still satisfy repressed desires and unfulfilled hopes. Perhaps there is something that you need to see grow and nurture. Take some time off and cater to the inner child within. Alternatively, the dream may be highlighting your innocence, purity, simplicity, and carefree attitude. If you are fighting with children, then it implies that you are repressing your inner child. The children could represent someone in your waking life (coworker, mate, sibling, etc.) who is acting like a child. If you see children fighting in your dream, then it means that your sense of morality and character are in conflict.

J and I started working on the nursery on Sunday and pretty much got everything done with the exception of a few things. We still have to paint the walls, put up some curtains, and hang up some shelves and pictures. Other than that our little man's room is for the most part complete. The only thing left to buy now for his room is the changing table. The room looks so nice, it's nicer than any of the other rooms in the house :) it's putting us to shame.

That's all I've got for today folks. I'm trying my hardest not to pass out flat on my face on the keyboard. I'm so tired this morning and all I want is to take a nap. Coffee has done nothing in the way of keeping me awake. :/ but then again i'm certain there was more sugar and foam in that small cup of cookie tasting goodness than actual joe.

First signs of movement....

2010-09-29T08:43:00.000-05:00

My wonderful, sweet, fantastic husband is picking up some OT at work to prepare us for what's coming our way. A little bundle of joy and the fact that i'll be out for work for 8 weeks or so.We are trying to get some what financially ready as well as mentally. Financially is way easier than mentally BTW. No matter how long you've got to prepare yourself, I feel as though you'll never truly be ready for the immense amount of responsibility a child really is. Not saying we aren't ecstatic about our little boy, it's just a completely different mind set than what we're use to and with a little time a practice i'm sure we'll get the hang of things.

This morning as J and I were sitting in the parking lot of his work, I leaned over on his shoulder and smelled his shirt. I don't know why I do this but it always makes me feel so at ease. I love the smell of him so much that when he isn't in the room and I'm having trouble falling asleep or I just miss him, I'll spray his body spray on the pillows to make me feel better. I'm lame, yes I know but I can't help love everything about that man. He's truly an exceptional person and I'm so incredibly grateful to have him in my life. So as I was saying, we were sitting in the parking lot waiting til he had to go in and I kept feeling this slight poking sensation in my gut and at first I chalked it up to it being so early and perhaps I was hungry. It stopped for about 20 seconds and then it picked up again. At this point I told J that I think the baby is nudging me. He put his hand on my belly but wasn't able to feel anything. I told him that at this stage in the pregnancy the baby can make out our voices and he could have a conversation with the baby. He started talking to him and OMG OMG OMG HE MOVED!!!!!!!!!! He said, I love you little buddy and the baby went nuts. I could feel him like I've never felt him before. It almost felt like he was doing cartwheels in there. My heart sunk. The love of my life and the love of OUR lives have officially met. It was a beautiful moment in the lives of J and Jen. I have so much unconditional love for this child already I can only imagine what it'll be like when we actually hold him for the first time. Oh, there he goes again. He totally just punched me in the gut. ♥ ♥ ♥

Little sleep today, but our baby has brought us so much happiness so early in the morning that it's totally worth it.

20 Weeks!

2010-09-18T15:45:00.000-05:00

I've been on a mini vacation for the last few days so pardon my absence on this blog. I know I've got at most 3 readers but I still feel the need to post on here for my dear friends that I can't see or speak to on a regular basis. So here's what's been happening in my life since my last post... J and I took a Mini Baby moon down to the coast to say goodbye to the summer season. ( We aren't particularly fond of summer) and to spend some one on one time with each other. These last couple of months have been hectic for us for many reasons. In late May I was involved in an automobile accident when a very dumb driver decided it was a good idea to make a u-turn from her right lane straight into my lane which of course meant right into my car. Yay for super air headed girl drivers. Needless to say my poor Toyota Echo was totaled and now we're sharing one car. Although I got money back from the accident it was barley enough to keep us a float with our bills and debts so no new car for this mama :/ Then I had some issues with my family which is never fun. It seems as if that's all me and my family every do. Whatever, I've decided to keep my distance from those who bring nothing but drama into my life. Then our lease at our cricket infested apartment was up so we had to find a new place to live which of course costs money and lots of headaches. Finally found a place but not before shelling out quite a bit of money. Then we get the new place and we've got to move all our belongings from one place to the next but guess what... i'm of no help because i'm pregnant so poor J had to do most of it by himself with help from his brother when he wasn't working. So needless to say we needed to get away from the every day hustle and bustle of our daily routine. We were only gone for a day but it felt wonderful not having to worry about anything but having a great time. We got to walk on the beach at night, eat at a semi decent over priced restaurant :p, and most importantly enjoy one an other's company. We stayed in a hotel right in front of the beach and although it wasn't the nicest hotel it made for an easy walk to the beach the following morning. I believe we might be headed to LA in mid November to see one of my favorite bands perform. We aren't 100% sure because they haven't released the dates yet and with J's job we would have to know before mid Oct to see if he could get a few days off. I hope it happens but if it doesn't then it's not a big deal we could still go somewhere for the holiday's or something and do a last hoorah vacation before our rocker is born.

Enough about my everyday life and more about this baby eh... well here goes.

On Sept.7th 2010, the day J and I had been anxiously awaiting we headed into the Dr.'s office for our anatomy scan. Basically what it is, is an ultra sound where the tech measures your baby to make sure they are growing at a normal rate and also to make sure all the limbs and organs are forming as they should. And of course for those of us who CANNOT wait it's also the ultrasound where you can find out the sex of your baby. So there we are nervous as all get up not only for the fact that we finally find out if we're having a boy or a girl but also because it's a mini baby physical. ^_^ So we go in and the tech puts that wonderful warm jelly on my belly. HAHA it rhymes. Any who, the ultra sound starts and we see the baby. Aww the baby is so big now compared to the size we had seen in July. Tech tries to get a look at the baby's genitalia but no go. Baby is in a ball so tight the only thing she can see is the head and the spine. Finally after the tech was almost done she starts poking and shaking my belly to get the baby to switch positions. Finally we were able to get a look and just as our families had suspected....It's a Boy!!! Yippie. So now I can officially say he and him without feeling guilty that it might be a girl.

Today I'm 20 weeks and I'm starting to feel more pregnant than in the previous weeks. I'm going on a limb here and say that it's because I'm getting bigger... lol. It's getting harder to sleep, to find comfortable positions even when sitting down and this stuffy nose situation is getting out of hand. My appetite is totally wack too. For about 2 weeks straight I was eating everything under the sun. No joke I would eat every hour because I would be starving! Now I can barley eat 1/4 of a meal. I went to the Dr's yesterday to finish up some tests and I was weighed before hand and I have not gained not even one pound. I believe I've actually lost a few. The doctor didn't seem concerned so I'm not either. Hey if this is the route this pregnancy is taking then who am I to complain. I just hope it doesn't all add up in the end and I end up gaining 50 lbs in the last month.

August.31.2010

2010-08-31T13:12:00.000-05:00

Hi Guys

Since last weeks post, J and I have officially moved into our new place and out of our old. We cleaned the old apartment and left it looking pretty nice with the exception of a few stains here and there on the carpet. We were there for a year and a half and living with 2 guys and a few pets...stains are to be expected. Now all that's left is turning in the key and never going back. That place was a mess, for the last 2 months we were there we had this terrible cricket infestation. I'm not making this stuff up either, those dang crickets would appear from thin air. Sitting on the couch watching some tube and here comes one from under the TV, or landing on J's shoulder. The worst was when I would go to bed and turn the covers down and they would be sitting there on my pillow. ARGH!!!! I was contemplating sleeping the the car because they were taking over our place. But I digress, that chapter in our lives is closed and the new one is unfolding quite nicely.

So while cleaning out the place yesterday, I started sneezing like crazy and also noticed that I had a runny nose. At first I thought it might be a cold because poor J started sneezing as well. Then perhaps it was allergies or the fact that that place was so dusty my poor nose was trying to rid it's self of all that gunk.... Well I suppose it could have been allergies and all the dust but it's also has to do with the fact that I'm pregnant. I get weekly emails from thebump.com which tell me how far along I am and all the things I should expect to feel, see this week. So this morning I was checking my email for my 17 week email and lo and behold there it is. Week 17..Due to the increase in blood flow you may be experiencing, Body Secretions fantastic! This could be anything from profuse sweating, runny nose, nose bleeds, and of course vajayjay leakage. Lol. Being pregnant really is a load of surprises. So while sneezing my head off yesterday not only did I feel like crap I also noticed that I'm having some minor bladder issues as well. Sneezing and peeing go hand in hand I suppose.

Today August.31.2010 I'm 17wks 3 days. We've got 9 days left until we find the sex. Can't wait ^_^

My prego montage

2010-08-24T20:51:00.000-05:00

1st BFP May.30.2010

1st & 2nd BFP's May.30.2010

3rd BFP May.31.2010(because if for some reason the first two were wrong, this digital one would clarify any confusion)

1st Ultrasound

It's starting to set in.... Oh snap we're totally going to be parents. This is also the ultrasound we gave our parents when we told them they'll be g-parents in the near future.

Second Ultrasound

This is the ultrasound we got the morning J and I were married ^_^

July.26.2010

16wks 3days.

I wasn't showing much before so I didn't find it necessary to post my gut just for the sake of a post. I'll take bi-weekly photos since i'm expanding at a faster rate these days.

Introduction 08.24.2010

2010-08-24T19:37:00.000-05:00

Hello, and welcome to this segment of Baby May Cry

Here as your host is mommy in the making Jeeeeeeeenifer A....
So as many of you may or may not already know I am a total nerd and find humor in the little things such as this totally lame intro to a post ^_^ But I have a feeling most of you do know me and in some way, shape or form also know my partner in crime and daddy to be J! To explain the name of the blog which you can see is Baby May Cry, I must first describe my life as a gamers wife. My wonderful husband J is a longtime gamer who likes to spend his free time playing games on his much prized PS3. That is of course only after he's spent time with me walking up and down the beach, dissipating clouds with his mind. Baby May Cry is an adaptation that my husband and I came up with while being, well you know, nerdy. It's a take on the widely known video game, Devil May Cry. I'm sure you can gather that the word Devil and a baby blog don't go hand in hand, unless you are of course describing a heathen child, so to make things a bit more baby friendly we've changed the name to Baby May Cry.

Today, August 24th I am 16 weeks and 3 days along. As of now we don't know if we're team blue or pink and it's driving me kind of insane. Not because I'm favoring one gender more than the other ;) but simply for the fact that I want to be able to call him/her by their name and also because I love to shop and shopping for a tiny person is way too much fun especially if it's gender specific. I want to start planning out the nursery and to do that I must know the sex. So for the time being I'm nesting like a momma bird. Cleaning every surface that can be cleaned.

I'm counting down the days til we find out which by today's date we've got 16 days left. Sept.7.2010. YIPPIE!!!!!

Well folks that's all I've got for now, stay tuned for some pictures and more posts. Until then have a marvelous day.