Let the Blogging Begin~

So blogging life beginsss... I feel strange about all of this. Like I'm not old enough to be married to a fun guy, own a spacious house and a condo, be out of college, have a doctorate, have a job/my own business, and most of all....be expecting a baby! (and started a blog too). All of these changes are fun, exciting and makes me feel OLD. So let me catch ya up on the past, present and our exciting future.

Most of you know that Russ and I met 10 years ago this exact weekend...MSU Homecoming 2002 at the Delta Gamma/Sigma Chi homecoming float. Thanks to my college girls for encouraging me to paint black cow spots on "the tall curly headed hot pledge's" face for the "Got Bells" homecoming float theme. He in return painted an EX on my leg...see the pic. That was the first of many flirting sessions. That same weekend we had different dates (mine was his big brother in Sigma Chi) to homecoming but ended up hanging out with each other all night.

So with 5 1/2 years of dating and engagement through crazy college fun, long distance (Memphis to State and Memphis to all the states he traveled for the National Republican Campaign) and then boring/stressed out times of PT school studying and the end of Russ' 5 year college run...we finally settled down and made if official 6.7.08! So our plan was to wait 5 years before we started thinking of the old married life..."starting a family."

Well... I guess being a PT in the NICU didn't help the 5 year plan because I got and still get to love on sweet babies all day. The problem is...those aren't mine and I am not responsible for those as Russ calls babies..."critters." (b/c of the noises they make). As I rocked those sweet babies, I dreamed of what ours would look, act and be like. Kinda like when you were little and played dress up and dreamed of what your husband was gonna look like. Well that was the feeling I was having about 2 years into our marriage. With Russ still in law school, I figured our best bet was just to wait on the 5 year plan. Then about 1 year ago I specifically remember seeing a 13 year old boy in Target with hearing aids, glasses and had CP walking with a gait deviation (I obviously assessed) calling for his mom. I saw his mom...who looked like his grandmother. So my first reaction when I got home was to cry and tell Russ I was soooo ready to start talking and thinking about babies b/c I could not help but feel like that might be me in Target with my kid if we waited any longer! So after holding the sweet babies and beginning to feel old...I had to make my plea to Russ that we were ready!

So for about a 10 ish months we would agree we were ready and then the next month we freak out and say we weren't ready. So with our wishy-washy thoughts and thinking we were in control...God taught us a pretty sweet lesson and made the decision for us...to BE OLD AND START A FAMILY!

Well, we really didn't expect the fun suprise of a postive preg test. After a short run at the gym, I grabbed a Pappa Murphy's Pizza, came home put it in the oven, went to pack for our fun Knoxville trip to go whitewater rafting trip and Dollywood trip. I figured I'd take a test just to make sure I could ride all the rollercoasters...ha! Well...to my suprise my life changed in about 30 seconds. I seriously felt my life flash before my eyes. Weird...I know but all the things I mentioned above were vivid thoughts I thought of immediately after I saw 2 lines on that test. Then Russ came home...looked at the test and said he thought it was a false positive. So I took 2 more tests...all positive. So Russ' next reaction was ..."I'm going to mow the grass." And so he went to mow the grass at 7:30ish pm on a July night and I cut the pizza.

Yep...the first USG was 8 wks and the second was at my work at 12 wks...that sums it up...most people tell us this is when life just begins! Let's hope so!!!