Monday, July 11, 2011

Whoa, baby #3...part 1

I've been reading a lot of birth stories lately and I thought "why not document my babies too?" so I am going to blog about my babies day of birth.

As most of you know, I am not married :-( which is ok but still stinks. I obviously do everything ass backwards and that is ok. I know others judge me for my wrongdoings. I judge myself and I also know I get forgiven for my sins. On to the story...

Alan and I were NOT trying to get pregnant. AT ALL. I  have religiously taken the pill since I quit breastfeeding Zackary at 7 months old. He is 10 years old now, so you do the math. Alan and I have been together for 6 years as of this May. Back in March of 2009 I started taking Phentermine to help with losing weight before leaving to go to Destin, Florida and I was also on an antibiotic in mid March for having an infection in my gum (I have had a stupid crown since I was 16yo and it gets inflamed all the time no matter how often I brush and floss, I hate it) and even though I know that antibiotics can mess with birth control pills I didn't think much of it since I never missed a pill. Well we all know it only takes just ONE time, right? So anyways, we go to Destin the end of May and I was moody (which isn't abnormal), feeling nauseous (which we drove and I get car sick), and bloated. Take into consideration that at this time I was feeling MY best. I had lost quite a bit of weight and was doing Zumba, Pump, and Step almost 4 times a week. I was actually starting to think of myself as being skinny..haha! The thought of me being pregnant NEVER crossed my mind.  I finally chilled out and enjoyed our vacation so much!  So the middle of June rolls around and I start freaking because I haven't started my period. I never wrote down when Aunt Flo visited because I trusted my pack of pills and knew by looking at what week I was on. I give myself a few days to get a visit BUT she never came. I knew then that I was pregnant. And boy was I scared....






Part 2 to be continued soon...

3 comments:

MellyB said...

Stumbled on to your blog, and loving your story. What's so great about the traditional way anyway? :) Can't wait for part II.

amanda torres said...

Oh man! I bet you were freaking out. Can't wait to hear the rest. And, I sure hope you are still beating yourself up over past mistakes. We all have them, and your kids are a blessing.

Alice said...

Thanks for the comment MellyB. I checked out your blog and added you to my favorites.

Amanda, I don't. I love my kids more than life itself!