Ok,ok,ok. I know what you’re thinking. “Where the heck have you been?” I’ve been gone oh so long and the only thing I can do is apologize profusely, hope for your forgiveness and put my best foot forward in never leaving you guys again. However some very big things have happened during my hiatus.
I’ll be honest. I originally stopped blogging because I was allowing myself to get lazy and distracted. But I soon made a discovery that kept me away. The discovery was that…
I’M PREGNANT!!!
I’m currently 32 weeks and 1 day pregnant. I’ll tell you the story. Ok so I used to always freak out and think I was pregnant at the smallest symptom. I yet again shared my suspicion with Superman and yet again he told me I was crazy and dismissed it. However this particular time I couldn’t let it go. I had noticed tenderness in my boobies that had never been there before. Even though this was my only symptom I still couldn’t shake my concern. Finally Superman agreed to indulge what he thought was my craziness and take me to get a pregnancy test from our local Dollartree. At this point I’m actually beginning to think that I may be being overly dramatic. When we got home I took the first test and realized that I had ruined it by peeing on the wrong end of the test. Luckily there was another one so I peed on the correct end proceeded to wait. While waiting Superman and I began joking about how stupid this was and how I wasn’t pregnant. I then went back into the bathroom and casually glanced at the test to see if it was ready when I saw two pink lines. You could’ve literally knocked me over with a feather. With wobbly knees I walked out of the bathroom to deliver the news to Superman. He saw the panic stricken look on my face and said, “No.” And I said “Yes.” He immediately assumed that because we got the test from the dollar store that it was defective (despite the fact that it was a name brand test). He ran out to get another test from the grocery store while I paced a hole in my carpet. It seemed like it took forever for him to come back. When he finally walked in I snatched the box out of his hand and ran up the stairs to the bathroom. The box contained 3 tests total. I peed on every last one of them and every one of them came out positive.
I couldn’t believe it. I was actually pregnant. How did this happen?! Well…I think we all know how it happened but you know what I mean. This was just supposed to be one of my bouts of paranoia; it wasn’t supposed to be real. But it was. To be quite honest, I was not happy about becoming a mother and neither was Superman. We’re planners, especially me. We weren’t supposed to get pregnant for another year or so. Therefore a baby was not in the plans for a while. I had a hard time getting past this in the beginning. I wasn’t where I wanted to be in life. I hadn’t taken over the world yet. I had accomplished some of my life goals but not enough in my opinion. I felt like this baby would either slow down the accomplishment of these goals or make them impossible to complete all together. I allowed myself to mope for a while before I started to think differently. I didn’t have to let a baby slow me down. I realized that I could still do all the things I always wanted to do. I can do it all, and I will. I’ll just have to be Super Mom and an “I’m Every Woman” woman and just take over the world with a baby on my hip. Why not? I mean I am married to Superman afterall.
So without further ado, check out the earliest glimpses of my newest motivation and love of my life Kaleb Alexander!
XOXO,
TNB
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