Entry Number One
This is the start of yet another diary. I have had several before, but every time I get into it is seems I loose my access to the internet. Well, my parents came out to visit us for the birth of the baby, and my daddy fixed my computer! YAY! Lets see how long this will last.
My name is Amanda. Hello! I am 21, and have been married to Thomas for a year and a half now. We were married in Feb of ’05 in Vegas. Little White Wedding Chapel. We were going to have a nice little ceremony in the rose garden of my favorite park, but then things just kept falling down around my ears, so we and our parents said screw it, Vegas here we come baby! That seems to be the story of our lives, the best intentions, then shit hits the fan.
He was my high school sweetheart. Walked into my freshman math class to be a teachers aid, and as they say, the rest is history. Funny enough, the only reason he asked me out was to get closer to my best friend. Poor man needed to have his head examined, but he figured it out in the end. Now he’s my husband, and he cant stand her. Funny how life works out. Thomas is 22, with a birthday coming in October. He’s very sweet to me, even if he is alittle annoying. But, all men are right?
We are expecting our first baby any day now. The babies due date is actually July 7th, so she’s due a week from friday. We had our 38 week exam today, and she’s still in there. I have kidney stones as well, and I am absolutely miserable. If I dont have this baby soon, I’m gonna go banannas. I passed about 8 kidney stones 4 months preggers, and if anybodys ever had stones before, they know what I’m talking about.
Though is will be our first child, this is our third pregnancy. I had a miscarriage last June, and an ectopic last August. I think its the worlds best irony that I couldnt seem to keep a baby in me at first, now I cant seem to get the darn thing out. I’m still working full time, and in Arizona, its…well I dont know where I was going with that. I guess just that I’m still working. The girls at work pick on me all day long.
I really want a natural child birth, but no body but me and my mother thinks I’ll be able to handle it. I have a real problem with someone putting a needle into my back. I’m still thinking that if I can handle the stones, the whole birthing thing wont be that bad, but we’ll see. I’m a big discovery health channel nerd, so all I watch are basicaly birthing shows. It irritates me so much to hear womening saying they "cant" do it when they’re knee deep into labor. I want to grab these women, through a mirror in front of their faces and say "LOOK!, you ARE doing it! Yours doing it write this minute. You are woman, hear you roar!!!" Look at me, preaching on my first entry when in reality I will probably be crying like a baby begging for the epidural.
Uuummmm, what else. My parents are staying with us for about 3 weeks or so. There are 5 adults and a soon to be newborn baby in a 600 sq ft one bedroom apartment. WoW, let me tell ya. They live in Ga. We lived there when I was a child, then moved to arizona for 10 years or so, then back to Georgia. I was there for about 9 months or so, then I couldnt be away from Thomas anymore and packed my little car and came back out to him. My parents are trying to talk us into moving back to Ga with them. They have a huge house, and our room would be bigger then our whole front living area. Free room and board, our only bills would be our car payments and insurance, and of course our cell phones. So tempting, We’ve been struggling this past year since I’ve been in and out of the hospital, and it would be a great way to catch back up and save for the house we were turned down for in March. And we’d have a live in baby sitter who would spoil our daughter rotton. But I dont know if I can handle living with my parents again. My little sister is hard to handle, and my parents arent getting along so well right now, which is why I think they want me there so bad. I am a good buffer, and they both confide in me, I’m both their best friends, and I think their lives would be easier with me, with us there. But Thomas has never been away from his family, and we’d be moving across the country, to the country (they live in cow ville). I wouldnt want Thomas to be lonely. If he’s not happy, I’m not happy, ya know. He wants to go, he thinks it would be best for Abby (the baby) and he says her happiness comes before his from now on. I just dont know. These next few weeks will be a good test for us.
Wow, I sure can babble cant I. Hello OD, I am so glad to be back!!!