In the beginning...

Okay, so I'm not actually starting at the beginning of my story, but I am starting at the beginning of my story with Aaron.

I finally ended things with Manuel for good on May 25, 2008 (yes, it took me that long to finally wake up and see the reality of how destructive he was for me! Ugh!). It took a few months before I even wanted to open myself up to the possibility of dating again, but I finally did and joined eHarmony. A couple of months after I joined, I met Ron Franklin. He seemed nice so we started talking and finally met in person on December 6th.

We saw each other 1-2 times a week until I went to Seattle to spend Christmas with my younger sister, Jeni, and her family. Our last date was the night before I left and my first thought when I got in the car after it ended was “maybe he’ll change”. Big red flags, sirens, bells and whistles went off in my head immediately! I decided he was not right for me, or probably more accurately that I was not right for him, and that I should end things before we got any further into a relationship. I was back at home and saw him on December 30th when I told him I didn’t think it was going to work out. I had no idea at the time that I was expecting.

Approximately 13 weeks later, I found out I was pregnant (I’m just a bit slow sometimes…Lol!). I really didn’t have anything unusual happening that let me know I was pregnant until I was nearly 17 weeks along. So, I headed to Vegas to see my newest sister-in-law (who also happened to be pregnant – about 6 weeks further along), get my head wrapped around what was happening and call Ron to let him know he was going to be a father (again for him as he has 4 other kids already).

So, being almost halfway through the pregnancy, I had a lot to prepare in a very short amount of time. I was very ready by the time he came, though not so much because of discomfort. I was just so excited to see him and hold him and there was nothing left in my house to organize or clean. The rest of my pregnancy went as well as the first trimester did, which I’m sure you’ve guessed was a breeze!

He was due on September 6th and born by scheduled C-section on September 8, 2009. (I asked about the 9th because that would have been a really cool birthday!). Unfortunately, several other people also thought it would be a cool birthday and the hospital was completely booked, so I got the 8th.

I had been hoping to be able to have him naturally (sounds crazy, I know, but I was really looking forward to it). My blood pressure was high before I got pregnant and there were some other health problems that were becoming too risky for him to stay in any longer. Because I had a C-section with my first they wouldn’t induce me, so the only other option was a planned C-section. The healing process was much easier this time than with my first and, because I hadn’t gone through any labor, I had a lot of energy after he was born so I could just enjoy him.

I have been enjoying him every minute possible ever since, too. He is such a happy baby! That’s not to say that he doesn’t have his moments. Between birth and about 6 months old, you’d think I was torturing him whenever we were in the car (or anything that strapped him in, actually). Lately, it's been that way any time I get him dressed...not undressed...he loves that. Putting clothing back on is the real problem.

Otherwise, he is healthy and happy and SO MUCH FUN! I am so blessed!

New to blogging

I was just catching up on my sister's blog and thought, "This is a great way to keep family and friends (and myself) updated on what's happening in our lives." This, of course, is true only if I actually remember to update it. We'll see how well it works out, but I figured it certainly can't hurt. Right?