Sunday, August 14, 2016

Jeremiah 29:11

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord
Plans to prosper you and not harm you.
Plans to give you hope and a future"
                                                              - Jeremiah 29:11

I grew up in a house where I heard "God's timing is perfect", "God has a plan", "Everything comes together for His good". I know these things and believe them completely, and yet when it happens I'm still blown away.

Ryan and I were driving to meet a friend when I looked at him and told him we should try to have a baby. We hadn't even been married for a whole year yet. He looked at me like I was insane and somewhat reluctantly agreed. It took us 9 months but one morning I decided I should take a test. I had taken many since we started trying and they were all negative but I was going to go to a friends house and drink some wine that night so I thought I should just double check to make sure. And it was positive. Holy crap. What had we done?! We don't make much money, we live in a tiny apartment. WHERE AM I GOING TO PUT THIS BABY (we still don't really have an answer for that last question)?! But God had a plan. He intentionally made us wait to get pregnant for 9 months, because that was part of His plan. Again, I knew that but seriously God... what's the plan?

A little back story in my career (stay with me, there's a point and I will get to it, I promise). I have been with Rent-A-Center for almost 2 years. In that 2 years I had numerous opportunities and interviews for leadership positions in the call center I worked for. I would interview, they said I was awesome, but I didn't get the job. I was very frustrated and pretty defeated. But again, God had a plan. Turns out those positions I had applied for would have required me to work longer hours, the schedule would not have been very flexible and I would have had to work weekends. Not at all ideal for raising a family the way I wanted to raise my family. Then, a position opened up for a different department. A position I had been waiting for since shortly after I started at RAC. The hours were flexible, the team was awesome and there was a pretty significant pay raise. I applied for the position and had my interview which went really well. I waited and waited and waited. While I was waiting Ryan got a promotion and a raise. I continued to wait to hear about my promotion. I waited for 4 weeks. I REALLY wanted this position. And I start tomorrow. God had a plan. That plan included BOTH of us getting promotions and raises within weeks of each other!

I knew He had a plan. I knew He didn't just give me a baby and say "K. Good luck with that.". I knew He would provide but as many of you know, patience is a virtue but it is not one that I process. All of this to say, I start my new position tomorrow and am extremely grateful that my God loves me and provides for me and my family. I am very fortunate for all the things He has provided for me and cannot wait to see as He continues to reveal his plan to me.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

17 Weeks!

17 weeks preggo and Baby Bonney is now the size of an onion, or about 5 inches long! Baby B's brain has started regulating its heartbean, instead of letting it beat willy-nilly. Baby's cartliage is starting to turn into bone and its brain is working on developing his or her senses. Wanna hear something super weird? If Baby B is a girl, she is already producing millions of eggs. WEIRD.

17 week bump!
I went to sleep last night feeling like my usual blobby self and woke up this morning with this big 'ol baby bump! Where the heck did this thing come from?! Today is the first day I feel like I look pregnant and not just fat. I can still feel the baby kick every now and then, although it's not every day. I usually feel him or her around 5 or 6pm and then again around midnight. In a few weeks Baby will start to hear some sounds. It's kind of fun (and a little terrifying) to think of what the first sounds it hears will be. It's becoming more real that it's going to be MY responsibility to raise this little kid in to a respectful, fully functioning adult. So basically if I suck as a mother, my kid is screwed. No pressure.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

15 Weeks!

Another week down! We have made it to week 15!

Baby is now the size of a large navel orange, roughly 4-4.5 inches long. Baby Bonney is practicing breathing by swallowing amniotic fluid and is peeing every 45 minutes or so (we're going to go through a lot of diapers if it doesn't chill out with the peeing).

I can definitely feel my uterus when I poke my stomach, which is really weird. It kind of just randomly appeared. I can't feel any movement yet, although that should be happening in the coming weeks so that's exciting. The nausea is MUCH better but it does make an appearance every now and then. Currently the biggest symptom I'm experiencing is lower back pain. Pain seems like too mild of a word for it though. I have been getting this paralyzing stabbing in the lower right side of my back when I put weight on my right leg. Last night it was at its worse and I couldn't walk. I became very good at using the furniture and walls as a crutch to be able to get to the bathroom. I have my first ever appointment with a chiropractor tomorrow and I'm hoping that will help. Insomnia is still an issue too and I'm hoping at my appointment next week we can figure out something for that as well.

We find out if Baby Bonney is a boy or girl on July 15th. Does anyone have any guesses? Ryan thinks it's a boy. I still have no clue.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Hello second trimester!

We did it! We made it through the dreaded first trimester and we're just a little worse for the wear. Hopefully the morning sickness will ease up, although I was feeling sick this morning so we'll see.

Baby Bonney is now the size of a troll doll, about 3.5 inches long and weighs about 1lb. Baby B will be doubling in weight every week, which means the one pair of non maternity pants that still fit will be moving to the back of my closet soon. Ryan is pretty convinced it's going to be a boy but the further I get the less I care about gender. As long as baby is healthy and doesn't completely distroy my body, I'll be happy.

Less than 6 months to go!