Saturday, April 23, 2011

Expecting?



I don't even quite know where to start. Tyson and I are finally expecting our first baby. Due the middle of October. We are beyond thrilled.

It's hard to talk about our journey but it's so essential. We are beyond blessed and the trial of conceiving has been among those blessings. After three years of marriage we knew it was the right time. We were both excited and scared. I thought for sure I would be pregnant the first month - maybe the 2nd. But I wasn't. I didn't get pregnant the 2nd, or 3rd, or 6th or 7th.

After 7 months of trying we went to see a specialist. It turned out that Tyson had a condition called "vericocele". His dad had the exact same thing. It means that he's testes acts like a microwave - just too plain hot to keep his sperm alive. The doctor said it would be very hard to conceive naturally. We were both heartbroken. It was very low point in my life and I wish I could say I took it like a champ and my faith grew. I wasn't. Instead I went through days of rage and bitterness. As the weeks went by I knew I need to change my heart. I remember reading "god's delays are not god's denials" and it brought peace but also acted as a call to action. I needed to snap out of my "me bubble" and see my blessings all around. Tyson and I increased our prayers, temple attendance and fasting toward a medical solution that would help us someday have our own children.

This is where it gets good.

Two weeks go by after our appointment with Dr. Mills (Who is an amazing urologist). I start to get sick and without even realizing it - I'm 5 days late. In our 8 months of trying I've been late up to 5 days and then started my period. I thought this was the same thing. Six days, seven days ... eight freaking days late. I was mad because I though this was some cruel joke from the heavens. After 8 days and some proving I took a test - waited and waited and waited. Pacing, praying and trying to come up with a way to cheer myself up for the inevitable negative.

Positive.

The freaking test was positive. How is that even possible when 14 days earlier the doctor said it could not happen. I took a 2nd one. Same thing. I got on my knees. I cried as I prayed. I wasn't happy per se - I was confused and really really really really humbled. The next day I took a third one. Still same thing. I knew I had to tell Tyson. I went to Walmart and bought some girl shoes to put on strings and wrote up a letter that said "congratulations daddy you are going to have your own Gerber baby" and put my pregnancy test on it.

He was surprisingly calm. The next couple of months were a blur of insurance and keeping my off my feet and lots of prayers that I would carry the baby full term. We told my family and his family after 10 weeks.

So now I am 14 weeks. Due the middle of October. I'm sick, have headaches and crave fruits - but I don't really care. I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby. I consider myself the luckiest girl in the world. God works in mysterious ways. This song always comes to mind when I think of my life:

all I've ever wanted, all I've ever dreamed off
everything I hoped, and all the things I've prayed for
couldn't hold a candle to what I've been given
I've been given what I need ....

The Lord is oh so good. He is oh so patient and so loving. This sweet baby is just another witness that He knows our struggles and how much we can take. I'm so grateful for the gospel and so grateful for my sweet Tyson.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Trip Part 3

Monday, April 11th: Bid Day! Disneyland day. We get dressed and are at the park at 10 am. We hit all the big rides first. Debbie takes the kids to the little rides and all the grown ups go for the big rides. We meet up at 1:30 to eat lunch at at restaurant. We have clam chowder and AMAZING sour bread bowls . I could not get enough. We hit Toon Towne to see Mickey and hit all other rides.We see princesses and everyone goes on "It's a Small World" because Debbie wanted it. At 9 pm Debbie, the kids, grandma mimi and I go to the hotel. We order pizza for dinner. Tyson, Strat, Chenille and Lauren stay until 1 am !!! Crazy. I think he just ate an ice cream cone for dinner. Silly Tyson!

Tuesday, April 12th: Chenille's family leaves the hotel at 4 am to catch their plane. Debbie, Gaylan, Strat & Lauren leave at 9 am to catch their plane. I'm sure that our plane leaves at 2 pm but at 11 am I see our itenaray we leave at 12:45 pm!! Tyson and I rush to the airport, fill up the tank and return the car. We are too late. We miss our flight. We jump on the next plane - three hours later. Arrive in SLC at 6:30. My VT picks us up and drops us off at our PFS office for opp night. We get there and after take some winners of contest to Applebees. We finally get home at 11pm. We drop dead in bed. Good to be back!
















Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Disney Part 2

Sunday, April 10th: We get up at 7 am to get ready for church at 9 am. We drive to Newport to attend church. Strat gets a headache so we leave after sacrament. We visit the Newport Temple - it's pink! We drive back to the hotel. Everyone takes a nap, Chenille and I go for a walk. We all meet up for lunch at McDonalds after and then hit the parks for show's only. We have dinner at iHop and get to bed by 10 pm.
















Sunday, April 17, 2011

Disney Part 1

Disneyland was a blast! I know that what everyone really wants to see is pictures but here is a quick recap of the days:

Friday, April 8th: I get off work at 5 and Ty and I drive to the airport. We arrive in LAX at 8:45. We take the shuttle to Dollar Car Rentals. We meet up with Grandma mimi and pick up our rental car. We arrive at the hotel 30 minutes later. It's 10:30 and we are starving. We eat at Denny's and go to bed. We are sharing a room with Strat, Lauren and Oaklen. The weather is about 60's and we are so tired. We have a great night sleeps.

Saturday, April 9th: Everyone gets up by 8 to get dressed and eat breakfast. We all wear our cool matching shirts and walk to California Adventure. We spend the day there. Debbie and Gaylan buy us big ol' turkey legs for lunch. My feet kill. Grandma mimi, Debbie and I leave at 9 pm. We hit iHop for dinner. Tyson stays with the gang and grabs McDonald's for dinner - a really late dinner.