Opps, I did it again.

I'm pregnant again!!!!

Here I sit, while my sweet 7 month old son takes a nap, and I'm slapped in the face with the realization that in a few short months, my baby will turn into 2 babies: in diapers, who cannot communiate through language, who will both be waking during the night, and will both still need my undivided attention all at the same time. I found out Sunday evening, Oct 14th, after 3 negative pregnancy tests earlier that month, that yes, infact I AM with child and my crazy symptoms were LEGIT! I'm 11 weeks 5 days along. 

First noticable symptom: I was exhasuted and started taking naps with Jack. I never take naps because I'm grumpier when I wake up, so that was red flag.

Second symptom: I got a bloody nose. I had never had one in my entire life until I was pregnant with Jack, so when I got one I thought, hmmm, maybe this is the new normal for me now or......?

Third Sympton: Dry heeving randomly. I dont usually gag for no reason, so one morning before work I totally dry heeved in the kitchen and thought....how the heck did I have 3 negative pregnancy tests? If I'm not pregnant, what the heck is wrong with me?

Fourth symptom: Hearing loss. So weird. It switches from ear to ear at different times and just feels like I have a cotton swab stuck in there or something. Not normal.

I called the dr to make my first apt and couldnt get in for a while because they were so booked up. So if my calculations are correct, I will be 13 weeks when I go in for my first ultrasound on Nov.12th. and it will be the start of my 2nd trimester. I can't wait to see this little nugget. I just pray there's only one in there. Lord help me.

And let's not forget that I gained 50lbs with my son and only lost 25lbs of it. So that would mean I am 25lbs heavier and PREGNANT AGAIN. This means I can only gain 5lbs this pregnancy to avoid feeling like a gross ogre. Riiiiight. (already gained the 5) haha

 

Even though this is terrifying, my husband and I are so thankful for our family and the opportunity to be parents. Plus we make frickin cute kids! Why not do this again?

My baby boy!

                                              I'm a mom!

       Baby Jack came into the world on 3/23/12 by C-section, weighing 7lbs and he was 21 1/4 inches long. It was theeee best day of our lives! It's been 2 months since I've blogged, and now that Jack is 5 weeks old and sleeping at the moment, I figured I'd catch you up on a day in the life of Tasha while my hands are free to type. :)

My C-section: It was stress free walking into the hospital with a scheduled C-section. It was scheduled because our little guy was breech. We walked in so excited, and being that I never went into labor, I was in great spirits. They hooked me up to monitors, started my IV and the journey began. I got to have my best friend Kristin and my husband in the operating room with me, which was so awesome! She took that pic at the top of my blog with her stellar photographer skills, so if you need her for your special day, let me know and I'll send her out to you. :) The spinal was the worst part. My husband and Kristin weren't allowed in there until after they shoved the needle in my spine, so I was terrified. But luckily my sweet nurse Shirley held my hand and told me I could use any language I needed to while they juiced me up. 3 days later we were on our way home with Mr. Jack Danger Jamison. I've recovered well. I listened to the Dr. and really tried not to lift heavy things the first few weeks. And thanks to my husband and amazing friends, I didn't injure myself.

Body changes:
Lets be real here...it was traumatizing watching my body grow to the size it did, and getting out of the shower with that God awful mirror in front of me was not pleasant. BUT, getting out of the shower AFTER Sir Jack had been taken out is even worse! This baby flap I have has GOT to go! I have friends who just had babies and they look like they just finished a 3 year bootcamp. Why God, why!? I'm the lucky one who still looks 6 months pregnant after 5 weeks. I knew it would take a while for things to go back to normal, but I'm over maternity pants and trying to suck in my gut and nothing happens. My husband is smart by telling me I'm beautiful and reminds me I just had a baby in there, but it's still horrific.

Post partum depression: All my friends and dr. have asked me how my emotions are and I've said I'm doing good. But as time goes on, my emotions are all over the place! It truly is a minute by minute basis. I'm so emotional. It's annoying, even to me. I can't watch a movie without balling, I can't look my husband in the eyes without tearing up, even before entering the sanctuary at church, the worship music makes me cry, the second I start to sing Jack to sleep I'm crying. I'm just over the top. THIS IS SOMETHING I DIDN'T EXPECT! The nights he doesn't allow me to sleep are the worst. I would sleep for a living if I could, so 3 or 4 hours of sleep a night makes me want to run to the hills and leave everyone back at home. Luckily those nights aren't constant. It could be way worse! One things for sure, this baby is constant reminder of God's miracles and even in my sleepless nights and tears from feeling like a horrible/clueless mom, I am blessed to have him.

Baby Jack has changed our lives for the better, and even though it's sooooo hard to take care of an infant 24/7, I would never sell him on Craig's list like I threaten to. haha He's mine and I'm his and that's just the way it's gonna be!

1 month to go!

SAY WHAT!?

Have I seriously been pregnant this long already? I'll be 36 weeks on Sunday. Some days it feels like it's been a lifetime, but other days I want to put it all in slow motion because I need more time to prepare for this parenting thing. I think because the baby grows so fast the last couple months, and your stretchy clothes start gettin extremely snug, it makes you go...HOLY CRAP!

As far as I know, this little mongral is still head up...which would be the wrong position for natural labor, and would in turn require a c-section. Neither one of those sound appealing at this point. The closer it gets, I think I'd rather be knocked out all together. Danny can record the miracle. I'll gladly wake up when it's all said and done.

And let's talk about water breakage. I'm still working as a hair stylist 24 hours a week. I stand for 6 hours at a time in hopes that being on my feet will cause this little guy to come sooner than later. But, what if my water breaks while I'm doing a mens haircut. "Ohhhhh...sir, whatever you do, dont look down and walk away with caution." Uhhh....AWKWARD! Pregnancy is so gross. Yes, it's a miracle and the changes a woman goes through are pretty radical, but just as disgusting.

Now, pregnancy in itself is extremely hard to go through as a woman. Being that you get rather large and all your normal clothes are packed away while you do everything you can with your make-up to bring attention to your face so people don't notice your growing buttocks. But let's talk about the special things my husband has shared with me the past few months (to top it all off) before it ever hit his brain.

-"Wow babe, you're huge!"

-I come out of the bathroom after getting on the scale and his response is "hahahaha".

-While looking at our wedding photos "Look how pretty you were, babe.....I mean, look how small you used to be.......oh, you know what I mean"

-"Babe, you're so pretty. I'm sorry I havent been attracted to you lately."

-Just last night I said he was a sheet hog cuz my butt is always sticking out of the covers on my side, and he said "Oh, nothing can cover that butt right now."

Men are geniuses. (But we already knew that.)

We had maternity pictures done a couple weeks ago. They turned out fantastical! Cant wait to do infant portraits next. Let's have this baby! Maybe I'll have a little jack in my lap the next time I get on here. Or maybe I'll write a crying blog because the little squirt hasnt come yet. We shall see. Hope you all have a glorious day! Cheers!

Baby's room or death wish?

            
32 weeks along and Jack is definetly making himself known. A couple days ago he kicked me so hard I peed a little. He takes after his buff dad. :)

On to my blog of the day: Apparently there are a few people who are concerned with my nursery decoration of choice. For those of you who dont know what I'm doing, Jack's room colors are red, black white and grey with skull and crossbone accents. And not scary skulls. The smiley cartoon looking ones. We came up with the idea because his middle name is Danger, so he needed a rockstar theme. Even though there have been some negative responses, there are far more people supporting it than not.

That being said, yesteday I got a text from my mom. She said my grandma (her mom) told her whether I know it or not, I am creating a death wish for my son by putting skull and crossbone decorations in his room. AND "that it's not her opinion. It's what the Lord says!" I'm really sorry grandma, but God never said putting skull decrortions in jack's room was a death wish. I understand the skull symbol means death and poison and danger and all of those things, but staying relevent means you have to roll with the punches and understand trends change. Being older has to be hard, because there's no way to keep up with it all. But at least knowing things change and supporting younger people even when you dont understand is going to be the most effective way to live. (and probably impossible)

I think every single article of baby clothes I got in my showers have a skull on it somewhere, if it's not all covered in them. IT'S THE COOL THING THESE DAYS! They're on clothes, shoes, blankets, pillows, paintings.....it's just the new thing. It's like a peace sign. Some say it's a broken cross and evil...while others think it means PEACE. Big difference. I just liked the rockstar theme, the fact that it fits his middle name and that it's trendy. A little rocker baby never hurt anybody. Jack was created by God's hand, given to us as a gift and I plan on raising him to know exactly who his Creator is. So you dont have to like the skull idea. It's not your house, or your baby. But at least respect the fact that even though you may disagree, it's not in anyway to be scary or to send a wish of death upon my son. Yes it's out of the norm, but look who you're dealing with.
Here's a couple shots of this so called scaaaary roooooom (Not done, but on it's way):

                         we still need a red rug and some red polka dot wall decals. Coming soon!

                                                         Aunt Lori made this for Jack!
Cheers!!!

Third trimester! The home stretch....

Well hello again!
           It's been forever since I've done a blog, but let me share my excuses before you assume I'm a complete slacker. First things first, my computer gave me the blue screen of death and started sounding this horrific beep that almost caused me to miscarry. So my computer was out for the count. Second, my husband left for 2 weeks to Florida with his computer. While in Florida HIS computer gave him the blue screen of death and now we have two computers we use as coasters. And trying to write a blog on my little cell phone screen just isn't gonna cut it. So here I am at my dads house today and I thought, "Hey!!! They have a working computer!" And voilà, I can now fill you in on all you've missed. :) You're so welcome.

Where to begin? In my last blog I mentioned heading to California for my first baby shower. That was on Dec.10th and it was so much fun. I got to see all my California family and some highschool buddies. When we're together it's as if we're still in Highschool....picking up where we left off. I LOVE THAT! Everyone read the memo about me not being able to haul a bunch of gifts back on the plane with me, so we got cash and gift cards. Enough to buy all Jack's room furniture. AWESOME!

So 2 days ago, Daddy bear painted Jack's room. Since we're going with the most compicated baby colors ever (red, black, white and gray) I decided 2 different kinds of gray would be perfect for his walls. So we went with an almost white gray and an elephant gray. After purchasing the colors I was afraid it might have a prison feel, but once I saw it all done, it is PERFECT! It looks like a baby Jack room. I'm so excited. This weekend my dad is coming over with all his fancy tools to show my husband how to put the crib and dresser together. (Cuz let's be real, Danny isnt the handiest of men around the house) The man can decorate, but assemble? Not so much.

One huge topic of discussion has been my decoration choice for the nursery. A few people think it's absolutely innapropriate. Now, if you know me, I'm not a Gap girl, I'm more of a forever 21, smooshed with Nordy's and maybe some small touches of Hot topic. I have flare that maybe the average person wouldnt sport on a day to day basis. That being said, and the fact that I'm the nesting mother, Jack's room is going to have flare. He will never be a baby blue boy with a jungle theme, or trains or airplanes. At least, not until he has an opinion. So for now, his room is going to have accents of crossbones and skulls. YES, I know it's the symbol of DEATH. But it's also the symbol for "DANGER" which is going to be Jack's middle name. So we thought it was a clever touch. Plus, skulls and crossbones are on lots of things these days because it's in style. It's more of a rockstar/tough guy theme than a cemetary. And FYI, there are TONS of skull and crossbones baby stuff at target and Babies R Us, so I'm not the only genius on the planet. Other people have great taste too, apparently. :)

28 weeks came faster than I expected. In the beginning it feels so far away, but now all I can think is, "In less than 12 weeks my baby will be watching Modern family in between us". CRAZY! And I swear the second I hit the 3rd trimester, I started falling apart. I have thee worst pain under my right rib cage. It's so  bad I end up crying at the end of my long work days. I've talked to the dr, I've googled this, I've asked friends if they've dealt with this and the only answer I get is, "Oh, it's just round ligament pain. It's very common, but it's worse for some women so we can reffer you to a physical theropist if you need it." No, I need this pain to GO AWAY! Honest to God it feels like my muscle is tearing and it burns and almost feels numb when I touch the skin on the outside. No it's not Jack's feet. He's very low and I feel all his movements below my belly button. It could be round ligament pain, but why have they not come up with a solution for this yet? I've read many blogs about other women struggling with this exact same pain so at least I'm not crazy. I've had a great pregnancy and now that I'm finally nearing the end and complaining of pain, people just tell me, "Oh you're just pregnant, it's no big deal." DONT TELL ME I'LL BE OK WHEN YOU DONT HAVE THE SLIGHTEST CLUE WHAT THIS MUSCLE TEARING FEELS LIKE! And try holding a blowdryer and a round brush behind a guest when your muscle is tearing and then tell me I'll be fine. Ahhh, that feels better. Not my ribs, but the venting. I pray this pain is temporary....for everyone's sake. :)

I'm pretty sure I've covered everything you've missed the last 2 months. I'm so excited to meet my baby boy! He's kickin all the time and I love it. Even during the night when I roll over. I dont even care that it keeps me up. He's a constant reminder that God is good and God still creates miracles every single day. Have a great rest of the week friends!

23 weeks and getting no love.

I'm 5 days away from being 6 months pregnant. 6 MONTHS PREGNANT! I've gained 17lbs. My tailbone feels like my son hammers it on a daily basis. My hip joints are shifting so much that it's impossible to get a comfortable nights sleep. I have wonderful bouts of heartburn that come on at the most random times. And I have to let out the air in my lungs so I can bend over to put my shoes on. Those are all very legit pregnancy symptoms, but do people ask if I'm pregnant??? NO! Yesterday I went into a gas station to buy my usual craving...a carbonated beverage, and the lady behind the counter said, "Oh, how far along are you?". I said, "you are the first brave soul to ask me that!" And she says, "Well, I only asked because you were touching your belly with such love." SERIOUSLY!? The giant growth in front of me wasn't a dead give away? I mean...Yeah, I was a little overweight before I got pregnant, but not big enough not to notice a 17lb protruding growth out my midsection. Puh-leeese! I know soon enough I'll be saying, "I AM SO FAT AND NO ONE WILL LEAVE MY STOMACH ALONE!" But until that day, I'm ready for some recognition!
                                         
Since I'm ranting, let's talk about what I refuse to skimp on at the grocery store. (Pre-pregnancy and especially now) My Husband and I are trying to cut corners to save as much cash as possible. So we went grocery shopping the other day and bought some off-brand stuff, which quickly reminded me why I never skimp on certain brands. Let me share my must have's:
-Skippy Creamy peanut butter. (off brand peanut butter taste like stale oil and now we have a gallon of the nasty stuff I will never eat. Bought some Skippy yesterday.)
-Charmin Extra soft double rolls (my husband buys tp at the dollar store and I swear 1 trip to the bathroom equals 1 roll of that cheap stuff for a pregnant chick. Doesnt end up saving us anything!)
-Kraft Mac and cheese (Not the off stuff. BUT, WARNING: it expires. I made some expired mac and cheese last week. It tastes like cardboard box)
-Philly Cream cheese- (The other stuff is WEIRD! Why did Starbucks take the good stuff away and replace it with that rubbery goo?)
-Cheetos brand anything (preferably flamin' hot with lime)- "cheese puffs" are so disgusting!
-Cheez It's- Cheese Nips dont cut it.
-Diet Pepsi- None of this Diet Cola crap!!
-Hunts Ketchup- Fancy tomato topping is NOT GOOD!
I'm not apposed to buying off brands at all. There are just some things I just cant sacrifice to save 50 cents.


On to exciting news: In 2 weeks I will be heading to California for my first baby shower! I'm so excited to see my family and great friends who I've stayed in touch with through the years. And Jack is really excited to get some cool stuff. Hopefully I will look like a frickin pregnant person at my shower. This is so depressing. haha

It's a boy!

It's official. At 16 weeks they saw a package. We got a BOY! Jack Danger Jamison has no choice but to be hardcore. :) I'm 21 weeks today. Half way through my pregnancy, and feeling great. What freaks me out is I haven't really felt any significant kicks or punches yet. All my "mom" friends tell me to enjoy this while it lasts, because soon I'll be wishing he'd STOP. But seriously, I'm ready to know he's there by feeling him rather than just an ultrasound picture. 


Once we found out the gender, my husband and I decided to go register at Babies R Us. We went to the registry dept and got signed up. But once they gave us the zapper and set us free, I truly almost had a panic attack. It took everything within me not to cry. This was NOT like our wedding registry. THAT was fun...THIS was pure panic. They told us to start at bedding.....so we walked through the cribs finding no black furniture. (which is what we want) so we decided to skip the crib and go to mattresses. Why are there 3 isles of mattresses? Can't they just have one standard mattress for all cribs? New parents don't know what the heck they need. And their handy dandy 2 page booklet of all the babies necessities was not handy at all. There was stuff on there I had never heard of and walking the isles became so overwhelming we just had to leave. Knowing we had barely scratched the surface, I knew I had to go back and attempt this again at some point, but the next time I went in, I came prepared. I brought a "mom" friend with me. Her son isn't quite one yet, so she knew exactly what I needed and didn't need. We whipped through all the isles and even hit Target too. We got everything done in less than 2 hours and I know I couldn't have done it without her. 


Work is going great. I can still stand for hours at the salon, but I will admit I have to bring a lint roller to de-hair my maternity pants from the loose hairs that poke me throughout the day. It's really annoying. Little hairs get stuck in the banding around my belly and itch the heck outta me. My poor fellow employees have to watch me constantly lint roll my gut in the back room. I'm sure they love it. I've gained 12lbs. Clearly I'm bigger than I was, and the protruding belly in front of me proves it, but people STILL won't dare ask me when I'm due. I've had several guests this passed week who I haven't seen in a few months ask me what's new in my life and I just stand in front of them like, "REALLY!!?? WHAT'S NEW WITH ME!?". I really hope I didn't look this big before I was pregnant. And I pray within this next month that Jack helps me out a little and makes me unmistakably pregnant looking. I still have to get the door for myself and lift hefty trash bags because no one around me thinks I'm brewing a baby. But when that day comes, best believe I'm going to milk it for all it's worth. 


After 5 months of pregnancy, I can honestly say I love being pregnant. If my 2nd pregnancy is worse, at least Jack tricked me into wanting more kids. Heck, at this rate, I'm down to be the next Dugger.(minus 17)