It was a really crazy summer for us. As you all know by now, we moved to Las Vegas. It took us nearly 5 months to sell our house (we started trying to sell it in April). Luckily, we had a furnished apartment that we could move into rent free for the summer so that we didn't have to worry about paying rent AND mortgage.
Most people don't stay in the furnished apartments for any REAL length of time. They are a nice place for families to vacation in Las Vegas because you are further from The Stripe and you can legitimately live out of them. But people....vacation...in them. Not live in the them.
We got to the know the staff REALLY WELL. They knew our situation at check-in, since they were like, "Wait...you are staying HOW LONG?" The front office had their own movie rentals and snacks. They had the internet (we could have gotten wi-fi but we were too cheap) and pool towels. They saw Aaron and I on a nearly daily basis.
Until around June 16th. We have been there over at month at that point and they gradually stopped seeing Zach and I at the pool during the day. I didn't come to rent a nightly movie. I wasn't coming to get internet. I used to walk Zach around the complex in the stroller and let him play in the rock gardens. They just stopped seeing me.
In the middle of July, Aaron went into the office to talk to them about getting clean sheets (every other week we got full maid service so the apartment would go back to "factory settings"). They asked, "Hey.....we haven't seen your wife in awhile. Is everything okay? Did she and Zach go back to Utah?"
He paused. We had only told our parents that I was pregnant. Our siblings didn't even know that I was pregnant.
He said, "Yeah....she's fine. Well, not fine. She hasn't been feeling well."
"Does she need a doctor? We can help you find a good doctor."
"It isn't that....she's........she's pregnant."
"WHAT?!?! That's awesome! Congratulations! Oh....does she have morning sickness? That sucks."
Every time after that, that ANY of the staff saw me, all they could do was congratulate me and ask how I was doing and how far along I was and if they could do anything for me. It was the sweetest thing. One time I went to the office at 10pm (to get peanut M&Ms...because I NEEDED them) and met a security guard that I had NEVER seen. Yeah....he congratulated me.
Saturday, September 20, 2014
INTERNET AT LAST!!!
Aaron and I FINALLY have internet! After nearly three weeks in this apartment, we got a company to give us internet. We had a LOT of false starts and didn't even know if we would get it until the end of next week. But, they finally got it taken care of!
All summer long (starting in May) we had spotty, sometimes internet. It was very frustrating. I would look forward to going back up to Ogden for a weekend so that I could use the internet. You know, super important things like....watching Hulu. And other things, like better stalking pictures of friends on Facebook, reading news articles (or Pinterest) without worrying about going through my data plan, and transferring my phone photos onto my google+ cloud.
Typing it all out, it sounds really lame. That was more the day to day stuff that I missed. I guess more important things were: trying to find an OB/GYN in Vegas, communicating with my parents who traveled across the world almost two months ago, and writing blog posts for all of adoring fans!
There is so much that I want to write about for this summer. I don't know if I will get to it. There have been so many gaps in it in the last year and a half. Goodness gracious, I never even finished writing about our "Babymoon" in March 2013. I know that you are all wondering, WHAT HAPPENED AT DISNEYLAND!?!?!
Some stories might never be told....
All summer long (starting in May) we had spotty, sometimes internet. It was very frustrating. I would look forward to going back up to Ogden for a weekend so that I could use the internet. You know, super important things like....watching Hulu. And other things, like better stalking pictures of friends on Facebook, reading news articles (or Pinterest) without worrying about going through my data plan, and transferring my phone photos onto my google+ cloud.
Typing it all out, it sounds really lame. That was more the day to day stuff that I missed. I guess more important things were: trying to find an OB/GYN in Vegas, communicating with my parents who traveled across the world almost two months ago, and writing blog posts for all of adoring fans!
There is so much that I want to write about for this summer. I don't know if I will get to it. There have been so many gaps in it in the last year and a half. Goodness gracious, I never even finished writing about our "Babymoon" in March 2013. I know that you are all wondering, WHAT HAPPENED AT DISNEYLAND!?!?!
Some stories might never be told....
....but stay tuned because most likely, a lot will.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Fully Planned Baby #2
Since announcing on Facebook that I'm pregnant again, I've gotten a couple requests and questions. The requests were for blog posts about finding out that I was pregnant again and how this pregnancy is going. And the questions were basically the same with an added question of,"was this a 'surprise' pregnancy?"
I thought a nice little blog post would get that all covered.
First of all, these questions make me laugh when I think about them because ...well...we all know how babies are made, right? A bit of a personal topic. But, you know me...I'm a bit of an open book.
I guess after you have a baby, your OB/GYN comes to talk to you about birth control options.
Probably to push certain medications on you. I'm an intelligent person and don't trust doctors at all. Especially not THAT doctor. (If you don't know why, I would refer you back to Zach's birth story.)
Because of that, I didn't listen to her when she said, "Oh yeah, the pill messing around with your hormones and confusing your body all over again is totally fine." Instead I decided that non-hormone based birth control was best since i have infertility issues as it is. I mean, I was on the pill BEFORE getting married to try and straighten out my whole "lady time" things and....it didn't work at all.
I also read that our best bet getting pregnant would be 6-12 months after Zach was born. that way we could coast on the flood of hormones that had been caused by my second miscarriage and following successful pregnancy.
When Zach was 6 months old, Aaron asked if I was ready to start trying again. Ummm....no. Zach was waking up every two hours to hour and a half at night to breastfeed. I needed sleep before being willing to start all over. He also was a baby that needed a lot of "in arms" time. I couldn't imagine trying to have another baby while he still needed me so much.
At 11 months old Zach started sleeping all the way to 5 am (MIRACLE). But we were getting ready to move.
The night before Aaron went down to Las Vegas in May we talked about having another baby. We agreed to start trying but not to get infertility treatments till we sold the house and found a place to move in. You see, we weren't very hopeful that I could still get pregnant. Some TMI body stuff was going on that made us think hormones weren't happening for me any more. We were pretty sure our window of opportunity was already passed.
June 14th I had this dream that I gave birth to this beautiful baby boy that looked like he could be Zach's little brother. I told Aaron about the dream and told him I wanted to take a pregnancy test. He warned me not to get too excited. It had only been 6 weeks since our discussion and he was worried I would be crushed if I wasn't pregnant. The poor man had gone through 3 years of me getting my hopes up and being disappointed. He's so sweet and wants to spare me from being broken hearted.
I'd been feeling really tired and slightly nauseous for a couple weeks so I was hoping that pregnancy was the cause.
On the 16th coming home from an outing to the library, I stopped at the store and got a pregnancy test.
You won't believe how excited i was to show it to Aaron. He couldn't believe it. We got lucky in Vegas!
I thought a nice little blog post would get that all covered.
First of all, these questions make me laugh when I think about them because ...well...we all know how babies are made, right? A bit of a personal topic. But, you know me...I'm a bit of an open book.
I guess after you have a baby, your OB/GYN comes to talk to you about birth control options.
Probably to push certain medications on you. I'm an intelligent person and don't trust doctors at all. Especially not THAT doctor. (If you don't know why, I would refer you back to Zach's birth story.)
Because of that, I didn't listen to her when she said, "Oh yeah, the pill messing around with your hormones and confusing your body all over again is totally fine." Instead I decided that non-hormone based birth control was best since i have infertility issues as it is. I mean, I was on the pill BEFORE getting married to try and straighten out my whole "lady time" things and....it didn't work at all.
I also read that our best bet getting pregnant would be 6-12 months after Zach was born. that way we could coast on the flood of hormones that had been caused by my second miscarriage and following successful pregnancy.
When Zach was 6 months old, Aaron asked if I was ready to start trying again. Ummm....no. Zach was waking up every two hours to hour and a half at night to breastfeed. I needed sleep before being willing to start all over. He also was a baby that needed a lot of "in arms" time. I couldn't imagine trying to have another baby while he still needed me so much.
At 11 months old Zach started sleeping all the way to 5 am (MIRACLE). But we were getting ready to move.
The night before Aaron went down to Las Vegas in May we talked about having another baby. We agreed to start trying but not to get infertility treatments till we sold the house and found a place to move in. You see, we weren't very hopeful that I could still get pregnant. Some TMI body stuff was going on that made us think hormones weren't happening for me any more. We were pretty sure our window of opportunity was already passed.
June 14th I had this dream that I gave birth to this beautiful baby boy that looked like he could be Zach's little brother. I told Aaron about the dream and told him I wanted to take a pregnancy test. He warned me not to get too excited. It had only been 6 weeks since our discussion and he was worried I would be crushed if I wasn't pregnant. The poor man had gone through 3 years of me getting my hopes up and being disappointed. He's so sweet and wants to spare me from being broken hearted.
I'd been feeling really tired and slightly nauseous for a couple weeks so I was hoping that pregnancy was the cause.
On the 16th coming home from an outing to the library, I stopped at the store and got a pregnancy test.
You won't believe how excited i was to show it to Aaron. He couldn't believe it. We got lucky in Vegas!
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