Week 20 – The House That Almost Wasn’t

These past 3 days have been eventful and jam packed with MANY errands.  Wednesday we closed on the house, though things were looking a little dicey for some time.  We met with the realtor at the house to do our final walk-through, before driving over to sign all the papers with the attorney/bank lender/etc.  Our closing was scheduled for noon but our walk-through was scheduled for 10:30am.  That seemed a little close to us, but after the realtor got held up in traffic and then after doing the walk-through we discovered an important repair hadn’t been done…well it definitely was a little too close.  During our home inspection some weeks back, we discovered a damp spot on the ceiling above the shower and it also showing the early signs of water damage.  We told the seller that needed to be fixed; water problems, especially in house that was foreclosed on, are sort of a deal-breaker.  They agreed to fix it, however, during the final walk-through the area was showing even worse signs of water damage.  I mentioned this was a foreclosed property, so most often the seller has never even been to the home.  They just hire contractors through government programs to fix whatever it needs to satisfy the safety & bank lender requirements.  Unfortunately, this means no one is actually going there to verify the repairs are being done, let alone done well.

Running behind at this point, we left the house to head over for the closing meeting.  On the way, our realtor was trying to get in touch with the seller to find out why this repair was reported as fixed when it’s currently leaking.  We arrived at the meeting and started filling out the preliminary paperwork.  By the way, there is a TON of paper work that has to not only be signed & initialed 500 times, but must also be read aloud & explained officially in the presence of the county recorder…full disclosure and all that jazz.  In between signing and explanations, the realtor was playing phone tag with the seller who was playing phone tag with the construction company & threatening them with not paying if they didn’t go out there right now and fix what they charged her for. 

After an hour or so of signing and going through paperwork, we hit a snag that almost caused this closing to finally fall apart.  The only documents left to sign were the ones that officially made the home ours.  The office was closing soon, this paperwork had to be filed before the official recorder left for the day, and the seller informed us it would be several hours, if not the next day, before the construction company could make it out there to repair the leak.  However, if we signed & officially closed on the house, it would technically be ours and government rules wouldn’t allow repairs to be made after the fact.  Yeah, just a little snag. 

Trevor and I were going back & forth between 1) accepting the house as is; hoping the repair wouldn’t be anything major or cost too much to fix ourselves and 2) pushing the closing back to next week when the official recorder could re-schedule; resulting in us having to move the following week by ourselves since our family wouldn’t be able to take off work on the weekdays.  Oh and our apartment lease is ending next Wednesday and if we don’t close before then, we’ll be homeless.

Luckily our realtor is a great people person and has many contacts that she was on good terms with.  She called a few home inspectors & roofing guys she’s previously worked with before finding a company who had roofer guys in the area…and better yet, they could meet us at the house with-in the hour.  Since we wouldn’t have had time to drive back to the meeting before the building closed, we had to sign all the papers as if we officially owned the home and the attorney would wait there for our call – giving the go-ahead to file them or discarding them & we’d have to do this all again next week.  Since this post is on the verge of rambling – the roofer guys arrived early and repaired what was a half-assed attempt to seal a roof stack (it was already cracked and currently leaking water into the attic space above the shower), we called the attorney and told him to file the paperwork, and the realtor told us congratulations and handed us the keys. :)

Putting in our offer

Closing and getting the keys!

To say that was a stressful 4 hours would be quite the understatement!  Since closing on Wednesday, we’ve been packing up loads of stuff, taking it over to the house, unpacking the loads, and bringing back the empty totes to repeat the process.  I’ve really worn myself out so far and we’re not even to the big Move-In day yet.  Trevor had to work yesterday & today so I’ve been packing, loading the car, and bringing things over to the house by myself.  I’ve also been researching a fridge to buy and updating the bills & everything else to our new address (can you believe that took HOURS?!).  Today my mom came by the apartment and together we filled both of our cars up & took the loads over.  Then I picked Trevor up from work and we went straight to the house and painted the living room.  Now, Trevor, one of his brothers, and I are back at the apartment packing up as much as we can, getting ready for everyone else that is arriving tomorrow.  It is past midnight and we’re still going.  I feel like I haven’t slept this entire week.  I very much look forward to next weekend when it’s just us in our new home…probably surrounded by boxes but at least we’ll be done moving things from the apartment to the house.

Bailey hiding in her crate during all the packing craziness

Trevor’s Note:  PHEW!  I have had no time to make any sustained comment, but my lifelong dream of owning my own home has been realized and I couldn’t be more excited about it.

Week 18 – Trevor’s Spring Break

I should have titled this entry “The week everyone finally called us!”  I finally got in touch with the specialist OB office after spending a LONG time on the phone with the third party hospital.  For whatever reason, they had to accept the medical records from my OB and be the ones to give it to the specialist OB.  Seems like an unnecessary step, but I guess that’s how the world works…slow everything down with middle men.  Anyway, the appointment will be our regular 20 week ultrasound, but it will be done at their office instead of at our regular Dr’s.  They have more advanced equipment that can better show the development of the baby, determining if he or she has Down’s characteristics.   If the specialist sees anything in the ultrasound that suggests the baby has Down’s (shortened limbs, a specific shape to the face, as well as other things), then an amniocentesis can be ordered to show the fetus’s chromosomal count.  We wish our OB office could have told us in the first place that all they ordered was a 20 week ultrasound.  This would have not only answered what further testing was needed but also given us a length of time to expect.

Even though this is not what we had hoped to include on our life experience list, I think we’re both a little less stressed just having this appointment finally made.  Trevor is a do-er.  He wants something tangible to hold, an activity that makes him feel like he’s doing something, or at the very least have a defined length of time to look towards.  I, on the other hand, was really just feeling frustrated with being told several times to expect to hear from someone, only to repeatedly be left in silence.  We still have to wait a few weeks until our 20 week ultrasound, and I know in the meantime this is going to cross our minds time and again.  All we can do, though, is wait & see.

In house news, we finally heard back from several people whom we’ve been waiting on.  The appraisal is finally done and showed the house to be valued higher than what we offered.  Now the bank can continue to process our loan and the seller has agreed to fix the things we requested be done.  Yay progress!

This week was Trevor’s spring break and after stressing all last week, he definitely welcomed this time off.  We spent a lot of time just relaxing and being together – many trips to Barnes & Noble, the Naperville Riverwalk, a movie/lunch date to see “OZ - The Great and Powerful”, taking Bailey on many walks, trivia night, playing with puppies, and going out for breakfast & dessert.  It was so nice to be selfish together and take time off from this pretty busy year we’ve been having so far.

18 Weeks

I already touched on baby news but progression-wise, BK is 5 ½ inches long and about 5 ounces big this week.  It is practicing yawning & hiccupping and now has fingerprints.  I’ve still only gained about 7 pounds and pretty much wear the same 2 pairs of yoga pants all the time, lol.  Until maternity pants stop being ridiculously over-priced, I’ll most likely be rocking these yoga pants until summer-time.

Nap Time

Week 17 – Another Round of the Waiting Game

There’s nothing really to update about the house yet.  We’re still waiting on the appraisal to be done and the seller is waiting for that information to determine what repairs they’ll do, if any.  So it’s another week of waiting for phone calls and emails.  I guess this must be why closing on a house can take months; everyone is waiting on someone else.  It all seems so efficient, lol. 

This week BK is 5 inches long, around 5 ounces big, and is about the size of my hand spread open. Some fat is starting to form, but the skin is translucent and will be for a little while.  It is practicing some of the basic things like sucking and swallowing.  I’ve had heartburn on and off all this week but most of it happened after I drank coffee.  So I guess the upside is I can avoid heartburn for the moment if I just avoid coffee…if you consider that an upside, haha.  Also this week I think I felt the baby move for the first time.  I’m not certain though, since I have no frame of reference.  The tiny vibrations kind of reminded me of when your stomach rumbles when it’s hungry, but I wasn’t hungry…kind of weird to explain.  I suppose over the next few weeks I’ll have a better idea if this was the real thing or not.

Also in baby news, we received a call from our OB on Monday to tell us the results from the 16 week blood work were in…and that they were just slightly abnormal.  The alpha-fetoprotein levels are just below the “normal” range, which indicate a slightly higher than average risk of BK having Down’s Syndrome.  The OB wasn’t too concerned because this test has a high false positive and we were just barely outside of the normal range…but we are going to have to meet with a specialist OB that deals in high-risk pregnancies for further testing. 

We were told the specialist OB office would call us in a couple of days to set up an appointment when they had a copy of all the test results.  Well 3 stressful days passed and by Thursday we still hadn’t heard anything.  Apparently all the information was sent over to the special OB office but it had to go through another party first, so they don’t have anything yet.  Gotta love bureaucracy!  Today is Saturday, they already closed for the day, and we’ve yet to get in contact to even set up an appointment.   Again – stressful.  However, it’s more owing to that we don’t even know what we’re waiting for.  What kind of “further testing” is needed?  Is it a test that can be scheduled ASAP or is it an ultrasound that can’t be done until I’m 20 weeks?  Are we talking some simple blood work or a scary amniocentesis?  All week we’ve been waiting just to get in touch and make an appointment.  It hasn’t been very fun.

But to end on a positive note, here are some unnecessary pictures of Bailey :)
 

I want ALL my toys at once

Peekaboo under the table

  

Trevor’s Note:  Basically all the information we have about “irregular test” is stuff that Ashley and I have researched ourselves.  There are just too many stressful things happening.  The good news is my spring break is coming and hopefully we can get some answers about this test soon.

Week 15 – Waiting Game

BK is 4 ½ inches long, 2 ounces big, and the size of a softball this week.  That’s a whole inch and a whole ounce bigger than last week.  No wonder it looks like I had Thanksgiving dinner every night this week.  I can really feel the toughness of the uterus now when I push on the skin in front of my hips.  I even had my first heartburn of the pregnancy occur this week.  I’ve never really had heartburn before so I wasn’t sure if that’s what I was feeling at first.  It’s more annoying than painful but maybe that will change later on.  This week BK’s bones are getting harder and can be seen with an x-ray (that’s a little creepy to me).  It is coordinated enough to move its finger, toes, flex its extremities, suck its thumb and make breathing movements.  I guess if you’ve had a baby before you can feel movement this week.  However since this is my first it seems I’ll have to wait a few more weeks.

We’re doing a lot of waiting around at this point with the house.  It took a week since our home inspection for the real estate attorney to contact us and ask what repairs we are requesting be done.  Now that he’s called and taken down our list, we’re just waiting to hear what the seller will agree to repair or not.  It’s a fun process, lol. 

We had a big snowstorm this week and Bailey has been having the time of her life.  This is the first real snow she’s ever seen and it’s quite clear just how much she loves it.  We’ve done a lot of high-kneed running around the property because of how deep it is in places.  

 

Bailey digging in the snow piles

It’s really shown me just how out of shape with running I am!  The first 2 ½ months of the pregnancy I was exhausted just sitting up on the couch.  Then I had a fun 2 months of sciatic pain.  And now that both of those are gone I’ve been working out again but I’ve had to go back to the old-school method of rotating running 5 minutes – walking 5 minutes.  I haven’t had to do that since I started marathon training 2 years ago.  Oh well, gotta start somewhere.

Trevor's Note:  I don't understand why buying this house is taking this long.  They want to get rid of it and we want to get into it.  Bureaucracy.  I can't wait till Bailey and the baby get to play in our own yard like in the video.

Week 14 – It’s Facebook Official

We made the trip down to Springfield last weekend to tell Trevor’s parents and Tony that there will be a new little one come August.  Trevor was giving his Mom and Dad a digital tour of what the house looked like from the pictures online.  When he got to one of the bedrooms he said, “And this will be the baby’s room.”  Molly captured a picture of Debbie looking quite confused at him, but of course they eventually realized what he really just told them.

"And this will be the baby's room." - Trevor telling his parents (Picture from Molly's blog)

They realized what Trevor was 
really telling them. 
(Picture from Molly's blog)

Excited to be 5th-time grandparents 
(Picture from Molly's blog)

 
We spent the rest of the evening with little Alex & Amelia while Adam & Molly enjoyed a night out.  The next day we went to Virden for Church and then lunch at Trevor’s parents house.  When we finally got back home that night, we made the news of BK Facebook official.  (Because it hasn’t really happened until it’s been announced on social media, lol.)

We had our home inspection earlier this week.  A handful of things were found that we definitely want fixed; mostly safety and plumbing issues.  However, we’re stuck waiting until the sellers sign the contract they made us sign & return last week before we can send over our repair requests.  We also went to Home Depot to get a general idea of prices for all the things we’ll need for the new house.  You can say that trip was a tad overwhelming.  Speaking of homes, the apartment management called us about a week after they sent the dog “eviction” notice to tell us we can keep our puppy and we can also sign a 1 month lease extension while our home is in closing.  I guess they realized they legally can’t evict a dog, especially when no one has complained against it and we signed a contract with the previous management allowing the breed.  And in order for us to leave, they would have to give an official eviction notice, which would give us 30 days notice.  It seems since we would be living there in April regardless, they’d rather have us pay rent for it than living out an eviction notice.  Thank you real estate lawyer for forcing them to abide by their own contracts they make their tenants sign and not just make up rules whenever they feel like it.

In baby news, we are now a week into the second trimester.  BK is 3 ½ inches long, 1 ounce big, and is the size of a fist.  We must be out of fruit at this point.  The neck is more elongated, the chin no longer rests on the chest due to the head being more erect, and it is growing lanugo (downy hair) all over the body for warmth.  I’m doing pretty well.  Sara gave me the tip to use an ice pack for sciatic pain.  Not just for comfort but because baby doesn’t like the temperature change and will move.  Either BK finally got big enough to move into the abdominal cavity like the doctor said it would OR I was able to successfully freeze the baby out and make it move like Sara said it would.  Whatever the reason, the pain moved from my sciatic to the front of my left hip for a few days and now I barely notice it at all.  We had our 14 week OB appointment a few days ago and nothing new except we got to hear BK’s heartbeat again. 

I’ve only gained 4 pounds but it’s all in the front and my pants are really filling in.  Goodbye runner’s body.  I hope to see you again someday.   It doesn’t help that all my clothes are super fitted, but when all the weight gain is in one place, they go from fitting to digging into me real quick.  FYI I know it doesn’t look much different, but the picture above would be a lot less flattering if I were wearing my jeans, lol.  

Trevor's Note:  What a difference a week makes.  Let me run down that list from the previous post again:  baby on the way (a blessing), lease expiring buying a house (a blessing), wife in a car accident (nobody got hurt so a blessing), possible eviction (no longer a problem and a little empowering show them we won't be bullied).  

It was great being able to tell everyone and now that we aren't keeping it a secret anymore I really do feel a lot more support. 

Week 13 – With the Good Also Comes the Bad

This week marked the final week of the first trimester.  BK is 1/3 of the way done baking!  It is about 3 inches long, ¾ an ounce, and the size of a peach.  The intestines are moving from where they’ve been developing in the umbilical cord to where they should be.  The ears and eyes are moving closer to their normal position.  Also the vocal cords are starting to develop.  I feel pretty much the same as I did last week – the same sciatic pain is hanging around, my energy has pretty much returned, and still no nausea unless I’m not the one driving.  I’m pretty sure I don’t look pregnant to other people yet, but I’ve noticed a little rounding to the abdomen area.  It basically looks like I’ve just let myself go a little, lol.  My pants have been only a little uncomfortable on my belly if I’ve been sitting for too long.  I can probably get away with a couple more weeks before I have to go shopping.  :)

Some big and exciting news happened in the beginning of the week.  After looking at an additional 4 properties, we decided to go ahead and put in an offer on that home that already had multiple offers on it.  We knew before finding out others were interested that we liked that house best, and after seeing 26 total properties, it was still our favorite.  It took a couple of days to hear back from the seller, but the realtor called and said they accepted our offer!  To say there is a lot of paperwork to sign when buying a house would be an understatement, but after writing our names probably 500 times, the contract is now filed and our loan is being processed.   Now we just have to get a home inspection and then the waiting game will begin.

Some big and not so exciting news happened later in the week though.  Our neighbor who lives below us complained to the apartment management that our puppy was making too much noise, and the management’s response was to serve us with a 14 day notice to remove Bailey from the property.  Now our lease is up on March 19^th and we were hoping to sign a one month extension so that we don’t have to live on the street while we close on our house.  However, they want us to remove Bailey by March 7^th citing not only is she a restricted breed but she is disrupting the neighbors.  Awesome.  Well since we knew exactly who it was that complained, Trevor went downstairs to talk to the guy who has been a pain to us for months now.  Not only do he and his wife not know how to live in an apartment, but this guy has called management to repeatedly complain about every neighbor that lives around him.  As for the restricted breed business, the previous management granted us permission to have a Husky and the new management has to honor existing contracts.  Also they have been perfectly content to accept our pet fees every month knowing we have a Husky, but now she’s not going to be allowed? 

Well even though Trevor was fuming over this, he put on a calm & pleasant face and managed to convince the guy to drop the complaint.  The next day the neighbor went over to tell the office he’s dropping everything.  However, when we called the office later on, their response was that they already sent the letter to us and they have to honor it.  Umm…what?  A letter someone typed up in Microsoft Word and the two claims that no longer have any merit…this is something they have to honor.  Yep, makes sense.  Looks like it’s time to have our real estate attorney call over and tell them not only are they legally not allowed to do this, but to also stop being douchebags.  I don’t think he’ll tell them the last part, but he should.  Haha

Trevor's Note:  Let me run down a quick list here:  baby on the way, lease expiring, buying a house, wife in a car accident, and possibly getting evicted.  You can understand why I'm shaking while I type this.  What an up and down week.  I can't tell you how happy I am that we are getting a house, but now my fear of being homeless (albeit for a short time) may actually be realized.  

All of this is teaching me so much more about being a man than any other time in my life.  And I've come to the realization that sometimes being a man means you have to get down on your knees and pray.  I don't know what the next few months will bring, but somehow we're going to get through them.

Week 12 – A Lot to Take In

The week started out nice and slow.  My energy started to come back to me so I was able to get a few workouts in.  We made an appointment with our accountant and filed our taxes.  I was even able to catch up on some neglected cleaning.  Then Thursday happened and it’s been pretty stressful since then. 

I met with the realtor while Trevor was at work and we looked at 8 different properties.  Even though that’s a lot of places to see in a day (details definitely began to overlap), there were 3 really nice properties that I wanted Trevor to take a look at for himself.  In the afternoon while I was driving, a car pulled out in front of me and sideswiped the front passenger end of my car.  They dented and scratched up the front fender and bumper as well as scratched up their car, but luckily no one was hurt.  And then later that evening, PetSmart doggie day care called to say another dog bit Bailey on the nose.  She was bleeding, but they cleaned her up and said she seemed fine now.  I’d call that an information-overload sort of day.  

Bailey-Belle before getting her nose chomped :)

"Indestructible" Kong toy - clearly not true

The weekend so far has been spent filing the car accident report with our insurance company, filing the claim with the lady’s insurance company (that’s what you get for having GEICO…you do all the work!), making sure Bailey doesn’t re-open the bite mark on her nose when she’s playing outside, and showing Trevor the 3 properties I scheduled a second look for, as well as checking out a new listing.  The most stressful part of the week has been trying to make a very big decision.  After our second look, we decided there were 2 properties we liked enough to put an offer on.  Now we just had to decide which one to go with.  We learned from experience that investors snatch up properties really fast and move-in-ready homes go just as quickly; so you can’t waste any time. 

All last night we went back and forth between the two places trying to decide which one we wanted more.  We woke up this morning kind of settling on one of them when the realtor called.  She, of course, informs us that the one we were leaning towards has multiple offers on it already, with one offer already in negotiations.  Shoot!  So today we’ve been wrestling with the idea of just going for the other house or putting in our highest bid on the property we want more and hope they accept ours.  Ah, being a grown up.  It seemed so much more exciting and fun when we were younger.  

Well in baby news, BK is about ½ an ounce, 2 ½ inches long, and the size of a large plum.  Hmm, in week 10 it was a small plum.  Sounds like the books are running out of comparable fruits.  Anyway…the digestive system is starting to do its thing, white blood cells are being made, and the pituitary gland is starting to make hormones.  I mentioned earlier that my energy was starting to come back but after this weekend I feel like I could sleep for a few days.  I still have to drive to avoid motion sickness and my back is the same…pretty damn uncomfortable.  Lol.  Trevor talked to his brothers today about all this house news and since he had them on the phone, we figured just go ahead and tell them about little BK.  Again, so much for sticking to the End-of-the-First-Trimester plan. :)

Trevor's Note:  Picking a house is worse than looking for one.  It's such a huge decision.  I am really excited about it though.  In the end though, it will be great to finally have a home for my family.  Thankfully the accident was minor and my family is still in one piece. 

Telling Travis and Adam was pretty fun.  They were both super excited.  I feel bad not telling Tony yet, but he'll be there when we tell Mom and Dad and I'd much rather do it in person.  

Week 9 – Officially a fetus

BK is now officially called a fetus.  It is about an inch long and is the size of a green olive.  The muscles have been forming to allow BK to start moving those tiny arms & legs.  The fingers/toes are longer and the pupils have begun to form.

This week Trevor and I celebrated our 8 year anniversary of being together.  We kept it simple and just went out to dinner at Maggiano’s.  This will be our last anniversary with just the two of us.  However, between figuring out what to do with Bailey and saving up to buy a house, dinner was more than enough.  Speaking of Bailey, while we were at dinner she decided to tear up some carpeting.  She looks all sleepy & innocent below, but it's an act, I swear :)

 

We’ve been getting ready to go look at properties this week as well.  We spoke to a realtor, searched through listings & compiled a list of places to go see.  Earlier today we finally went out and saw our first 6 possible homes.  The first few places were a little disheartening due to the tear-down condition they appeared to be in.  Then there was one nice town-home but the HOA dues bumped the price up a little too much.  The last property required a bit of cosmetic work (super bright red carpet throughout and heavy use of primary colors on the walls) but the yard was really nice and it wasn’t very expensive…probably due to the carpet burning the retinas of everyone who walked into the place.  This already feels like it’s going to be a long process.  We’re able to see past how it’s decorated/styled, so that’s a plus, but I think we’re going to end up seeing our fair share of dumpy places before some nice ones come our way.

Oh, and we also announced the pregnancy to our first group of people today.   It wasn’t by choice, but we had our dentist appointments this morning and I had to tell the hygienist and dentist so that I wouldn’t have x-rays taken.  Not terribly exciting but if anyone ever asks, technically the first people to know were them, haha.  Oh oops, and the Realtor knows.  I guess we suck at keeping secrets :)

Trevor's Note: If I may make one suggestion to anyone out there.  Try to avoid buying a house and having a baby at the same time and certainly don't do it under the time crunch of a lease expiring.  I'm actually a little worried that this is too much stress for the baby.  It isn't good for Ashley and me.  It certainly can't be good for the baby.  I've always had buying a house and having a baby as life-long goals of mine, but so was being financially secure. I guess I'll take two out of three, since it appears to be impossible for all three to happen at once.

Still Week 7 - Stressed with a capital “T”

Yes, I meant “T”. Or rather that’s what I said out loud the other day.  Obviously I meant capital “S”.  I’m so stressed I can’t even spell anymore, haha.  Buying a house is so freakin’ complicated.  There is an entirely different language I’m trying to learn, and after a while my brain simply cannot absorb any more mortgage jibberish.  I don’t know if it is too early to blame it on pregnancy-brain or if I am just incredibly stupid; I’m leaning towards the former for my ego’s sake.

Our lease is up in two months and we’ll either be:

1)      Moving into a new house

2)      Moving into a cheaper apartment because we couldn’t find a house

3)      Staying here and paying a much higher rent than we are now because we’ll have switched to a month-by-month lease hoping we will soon be moving into a new house.

It’s just a tad unsettling not knowing where I’ll be sleeping in several weeks.  Trevor has been simply amazing with all this though…forcing himself to read through things he doesn’t understand, setting up mortgage lender appts, searching though sketchy websites trying to find foreclosures and the like for sale.  (Huge bummer that the average cost of homes throughout most of our county is about 100K over what we can afford lol!)

The second source of stress is everything that comes with having a baby.  I know I just found out “officially” a few days ago so you’d think that would be the main thing that is overwhelming me.  Maybe it’s because I don’t feel pregnant…no morning sickness or any of those other lovely symptoms most women experience, just fatigue.  I still think I’ll really believe it when we get to see Baby Kershaw in an ultrasound next week.  Until then I’ll just let shock or surprise or thick-headedness guide me through the next several days until the “proof” comes, haha.  Even though it hasn’t really sunk in doesn’t mean there aren’t a few things to stress a little over. Like…

-Making sure I’m not only getting enough protein, Vitamins A & B, and iron every day from being a vegetarian, but now I need to also pay attention to zinc, folic acid and all that good stuff.  I know all this will become second nature once I get into the habit, but for now it’s just annoying tracking that many things when I just want to eat a sandwich. 

-Trying not to get whipped around too much from this crazy dog when I exercise her.  Bailey is still a terrible puller on the leash.  Several times I’ve ended up with pain in my abs and sides from tensing my entire body in order to remain on my feet when she’s getting ready to lunge after a squirrel or an interesting blade of grass.

-Not knowing.  Not knowing what foods I should be staying away from.  Not knowing what I can take for migraines/headaches.  Not knowing what types of exercises I should not do.  The OB/GYN was a little less than helpful.  I mean I know I’m new at this but during the first prenatal visit shouldn’t they be giving you at least some information?   Especially when your mind goes blank and you can’t remember the things you should be asking?  The books say this should be your longest appointment but I think I spent more time waiting in a room for the results than I spent face-to-face with the doctor.  I scheduled the first sonogram for next week when Trevor can be there, and I changed to a different OB/GYN within the practice.  Hopefully she’ll be more forth-giving with information.

Trevor's Note:  I'm not sure I would qualify as "amazing" through this.  I kind of feel like I did as a first year teacher-I'm just B.S.ing my way through it.  If it were just Ashley and me, I'd be fine.  Now there is so much more dependent on me:  Ashley, the baby, the dog.  I'm not sure what is going to happen but I have faith in God that we're not going to end up homeless.