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Friday, October 14, 2016

I'm Somebody's Mommy

At 8:31am on the 29th of September, after nearly 40 hours of induced labor and almost 6 hours of on and off pushing, my world got a little bit bigger and a little big better. Exhausted beyond anything I had ever felt before, the majority of that time is a complete blur. Right up until the moment that I heard the words "it's a boy". That moment is still perfectly clear in my mind. A sweet, beautiful little boy. Jaxon Michael Simons, my son. 
It's now been a little over two weeks since that moment and it's been an adventure. After the worlds easiest pregnancy, my labor left me with severe anemia which has been causing me some difficulties. That is thankfully improving and I am feeling much better. As for our little man, we couldn't be more blessed. He is sweet and snuggly and cries only when he's hungry or needs to be changed. He sleeps for three hours at a time (last night we even had an almost four hour stretch) and is the most perfect thing that I have ever laid eyes on. I could hold him and love on him and kiss his chubby cheeks all day long. 
It still seems so strange to me that I am his mommy. That my pregnancy and labor all really happened and that he is the end result. After years and years of dreaming of becoming a mom and months of trying to get pregnant, to look at his beautiful face and know that my dream is real makes me so incredibly happy. It's surreal. 
And watching my husband become a father... there are no words for the emotions that get brought out in me at seeing that. He is absolutely in love with our son and that little boy adores him just as much. My heart feels like it could burst when I watch them together. 
Of course, there is also our "first born", Izzy. She is obsessed with her little human brother and very protective of him. Where he goes, she isn't far behind. 
Becoming this little boys mommy has been everything that I ever dreamed of and so much more. 

Friday, September 16, 2016


Hello and Happy Friday. And it is most definitely a happy Friday. Today happens to be my very last day of work before my maternity leave begins. It's strange. Technically speaking, yesterday was my due date, though I've had the feeling for a while now that Baby wasn't going to be here on time. Everything inside of me has been telling me for months that I would have at least a few extra days and obviously, that instinct was accurate because here we are with no signs of labor yet. 

As far as how I am feeling about that - well, physically I am still going strong. I don't feel nine months pregnant. I don't feel like yesterday was my due date. And I definitely don't feel like labor could happen to me at any moment. I'm still comfortable and loving having this little one in my belly. Although now, I am ready to face the next part of all of this. I'm ready to face whatever labor brings and I'm ready for this little person to officially join our family. 

Mentally, I go back and forth between denial and anticipation. Like I said, it still doesn't feel real yet. Despite the kicks to the ribs, the trips to the bathroom every five minutes and the struggle to get out of bed or off of the couch, it still just feels like a dream. And yet I know that it's real and I am so excited to see this person that I've spent nine months growing inside of me. I'm beyond excited to watch my husband become a dad to this little one. Being pregnant has been my favorite thing that I have ever done in my life, but I am so excited to see what comes next!

Mostly though, I just feel so thankful and blessed. I have sailed through the last nine months with ease and am still sitting here content and loving pregnancy. I am one of the lucky ones and I don't take that for granted at all.

So now, it's just a waiting game. Labor could start any minute or I could still be pregnant and having to consider my options in two weeks. There is just no knowing. What I do know is that however many hours or days I have left, they will be filled with a whole lot of resting, napping and snuggling with Izzy - she needs lots of attention before becoming big sister to her new human sibling.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016


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I admit it, I have been slacking lately. At blogging. At being productive. At basically everything. But I kind of think I have a good excuse - the whole being 24 days away from my due date thing. I have truly been taking every single opportunity to rest and relax lately. Part of that is forced because I have reached the point where my feet start puffing up as soon as I'm up and moving around. Another part of it is the tiredness - sleep is getting more and more difficult as the days go on. And since I can still take the time to relax and rest when I'm exhausted, I'm making sure to do just that. Soon enough, this tiredness will be caused by a little person who doesn't allow me to just put my feet up and zone out.

Aside from being the major slacker that I have become, we had our maternity photos taken this weekend and I am dying to see them! The photoshoot was a baby gift from my in-laws and I'm super grateful. It's not something that I would have ever thought to have done myself.

We also went shopping for some of the baby things that we still needed. I still have a few items that I want to get before Little One is born, but I think we're actually pretty set when it comes to the must-have items. What a strange thought, considering the fact that we barely had anything just a few weeks ago.

Did I mention that my due date is in 24 days? Just over three weeks. Although my instincts are telling me that I'm going to go later than that. I think I've decided that if I make it to the Friday of the week that I'm due (I'm due on a Thursday), that day will begin my leave from work regardless of whether I've gone into labor or not. That way if labor hasn't started yet, I can potentially squeeze in a few extra days of doing absolutely nothing.

If there is one thing I look forward to about not being pregnant anymore, it's my lowered immune system. During my first trimester, I think I caught every cold/flu/whatever that was going around at the school that I work at. After only one week back to work, I've already managed to catch a cold. I don't even know how it happened - I barely came into contact with the kids last week because I had so many things to do when they were in the library and I've been crazy obsessive about washing my hands. And yet here we are, Tuesday of the second week and I'm coughing and my throat is itchy and I'm fantasizing about taking NyQuil and sleeping for 10 hours.

And now I'm off to return to my laziness. Because I've been awake since 3am and I'm already planning on taking a nap after work, but I also plan on doing absolutely nothing requiring effort before work.