#8

Being sick is never fun.

Being sick WHILE PREGNANT is like death. I've had a cold since last Monday and have been coughing my head off; scratchy throat, dry cough, had mucus stuck in my throat and it wouldn't come up. That was it. On Friday, I got worse so I headed to the doctor and he gave me an inhaler to open up my airways (because I was, at that point, wheezing) and told me to buy some Mucinex DM. I did that every four hours, four times a day on Friday and Saturday. Saturday morning I felt good enough to go to a band competition that our Alma mater marching band was competing in, an hour and a half away. We got back around 11:30pm that night and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out. At 1am I woke up violently spitting up colds and from that moment on I couldn't breathe and felt burning in my chest. I told my husband around 3:30am that it was time to go to the hospital that I couldn't take the pain and not being able to breathe much longer. So I went and we stayed up there for 6 1/2 hours and they found out I had pneumonia. Luckily it was the kind that a Z-pack can help cure so they sent me on my way.

I had pneumonia when I was in the 5th grade. I was able to go to school, but had to stay inside at recces for a good week or two because it was December and extremely cold outside. This pneumonia now was like no other. My back and sides hurt from coughing so much. My head hurts from spitting up so much of the colds in my chest. My throat burns from the coughing and I feel completely weak (at the moment). I do, however, have more energy than I have in the past two days. I can't wait for this to be over.. because being pregnant and sick SUCKS.

#7

I'd just like to take a second to say something that has been on my mind today.

On Facebook, I follow a little girl named Ali. Her mom post almost everyday about her because she is seven years old and has what's known as Batten's Disease. It is a rare, incurable disease that debilitates children.

Ali was walking, playing, talking and just all around having fun as a four year old, but then the Batten's Monster, as her mom calls it, slowly handicapped her. Over the next four years she became dependent on a wheel chair, she could not speak, she was blind and basically needed 24/7 care. The more time passed the worse she got. Her mom, a very Godly woman, always had faith in the Lord & always prayed for a miracle for her baby. Ali was a gorgeous little girl, who was taken too soon. She passed away yesterday morning at about 10:46am, luckily in her mom's arms and earned her wings to Heaven.

I just wanted to make everyone aware of Childhood diseases and Cancers, especially those that don't have a cure yet. I had been following this little girl for at least a year in a half to almost two years and she kind of felt like family. Her mom would post a lot about Ali, her supporters, her friends & her family. She left behind a mom, dad, and three brothers. I just want everyone to say a prayer for them in this hard time.

It has personally touched me because with us having a baby in February, you're never promised a healthy child. I just thank God that so far, my Isaiah is a healthy thriving little baby inside of me and continues to grow as so. And when I get the chance to meet him in February I will hold him extra tight, think of Ali & her mom and never miss an opportunity to spend with him!


RIP Ali. Fly high sweet girl*

#6

Well the time has come and gone. We are proud to say we're going to be having a BOY in February! We are so ecstatic and couldn't be anymore thrilled. My husband just said, "Oh, I was just getting it confirmed." He's so silly.

His name will be Isaiah Christopher Anderson! Isaiah means Salvation of the Lord and Christopher means the Lord's helper. We just thought it was such a pretty name and with an even prettier meaning. Isaiah is also kind of unique, but nothing outrageous.

We've already went to Babies R' Us and got a newborn outfit. We say were going to bring him home in it but there is still a lot of time to change our minds! I am just so excited to share this amazing news :) This plus size mama is happy!

#5

With the growing feeling I'm having & the more flutters and kicks I feel from the baby the more I feel I'm becoming a mom. This morning on the news I saw where there is this horrific game going around teenagers called the "Knockout" game where they try to knock out random strangers with one swing. It really had me worried about bring more children into this Earth. I know it's all about how you raise them and I have some ideas I want to do with my kids, but what If my child becomes victim to this crime? The video I saw of them hitting a poor defenseless Wal-mart employee and then throwing pumpkins at him while he was unconscious was absolutely disgusting. I guess that's where my whole faith comes into play. We can't protect our kids forever, but we sure can give them all the knowledge we have to make wise choices & pray for their safety and trust that God knows what he is doing.

Gross.. I'm sounding more like my dad everyday.




P.S.: TOMORROW IS THE BIG DAY!!

#4

The neatest thing about being pregnant at my age is that my cousins around me who are married & some with children are having babies as well. My two closest cousins (who are also sisters) and myself were all pregnant at the same time. My closest cousin, who is also closer in age & more like MY sister just had her baby last night who is also her first child as well. Little Zoey Belle Swindler was born at 2:46am, weighed 6 lbs 5 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long. She had a head full of hair & looked like a clone of her mother. I was so glad I stayed at the hospital and waited on Zoey's stubborn behind. She is so precious and I cannot wait for all of our babies to become friends & grow up like we did.

I'm due in February so Zoey will be 5 months old when her new best friend comes along. I just can't wait to watch them grow up, but I know I'll miss those moments when they do pass. Ahh..some parts of adulthood are enjoyable. Imagine that?!

#3

Well, we find out what we're having in one week! That's seven short days to being able to say "him," or "her," not "him/her." We have names picked out as well and it's hard saying the boy name / the girl name. I don't like referring to my unborn child as an it.. just feels weird.


Each day that we get closer to finding out, I get a little nervous. At first I said I wanted a boy because I really have always wanted a boy first but the more I realize there is a human being floating around in my belly.. I don't care what it is. As long as it has one nose, two eyes, ten fingers, ten toes, two ears, two arms, two legs, etc. I just want a happy & healthy baby. I know too many people, one of my cousins included who have babies who aren't perfect little bundles of joy. They're perfect, but medically there is something wrong. I couldn't even fathom the thought of having to raise a child that has special needs or a handicapp. Everytime I see these families struggling because of their childs illness or handicapp it makes me thank God everyday for the good in my life. I know people struggle with the thought of their child not being "perfect" and it makes me pray harder to God that I'll have a healthy baby boy or girl.

I never realized when I would become pregnant I'd think about life in a totally different aspect. I guess that's all in part of growing up!