Friday, June 28, 2013

A mumble, a cheesy, 10 and counting

10 years 6 months 3 days ago, I made the BIGGEST decision of my life. I told Mister Nicolas I would be his girlfriend. I knew that day, Christmas day 2002, that by saying I would be his girlfriend that I was saying I would be his wife. He didnt know that... yet!

3 months later I said, YES I will marry you,
3 months after that, exactly 10 years ago today, I said I DO!

I was head over heels in love with this guy, the guy who can get his own cherries, within days of becoming his girlfriend. I was scared.

My first kiss. My best friend. My love.

Six moves, four kids later!

I still love him, more than I did on day one!

He puts up with my craziness! Im a nut! Im strange! He loves me, for me!

I dont get it, I dont get why! He does!

God chose him for me, and boy oh boy HE couldnt have done a better job!
We youngins getting married, at only barely 19, there were soooo many doubts, here we are! 10 years later, and not a regret in sight!

Thank you Mister Man for standing beside me, for loving me, for supporting me. Thank you for loving the four children we have made together. Thank you for working so hard for us. Thank you for loving Jesus. Thank you for being my best friend. Thank you for everything you do. You the hardest working man I know.Lets travel in time a bit, so not in order of anything...:


Our Song, walked back up the isle to it:

Sunday, June 16, 2013


I woke up on Friday morning at 3:30am with a strong contraction, then nothing... Nothing at all.. I finally fell back to sleep at about 6:30am.. Then at about 9am I woke up for the day. Nick was an hour away on a job site. I was SORE. My back was killing me, my lower abdomen was killing me, felt like I was on my girly time of the month. It hurt.. I texted Nick and told him to be ready that I might be asking him to come home.

About an hour an a half ish later contractions started. They were coming every 3-5 minutes and lasting 30-60 seconds long. I was consulting with a few friends, I was freaking out.... I called Nick bawling. I told him he needed to come home. He jumped in his car and came. I didnt want to be alone. It took him 45 minutes. He sat with me, we finished packing our overnight bags. Nick went and picked up my wonderful friend and two of her kids to watch my kids. We then left for the hospital. Contractions still consistent, I was 36 weeks 1 day along in my pregnancy. I wasnt ready for this, I knew it was a possibility, but so not ready. I cried, I cried a lot. I wasnt ready....

The night before I was at another friends house, as I left I had told her, this might be my last night out without a kid in my arms, we laughed.... HA

Upon arriving at the hospital, I changed into a gown, I got hooked up and they checked me. I wasnt dilated AT ALL, but the contractions were consistent, and strong. They had me walk the halls to see if anything would change... Nothing did... The nurse gave me a sandwich, you see through this pregnancy I had gestational diabetes, and I hadnt eaten since I woke up, it was now 2-2:30 at this point, and you need to eat every 3 hours.. I ate the sammie, got back into the hospital bed, and she checked me again, still NOTHING. They had me pee in a cup to see if I had a bladder infection, if that may be causing the contractions.

Back into the bed I went as we waited for the results..

Then it happened, the coolest, weirdest, strangest, really awesome, thing happened. I heard and felt a pop. then GUSH, my water broke. I was freaking out. It was the first time it happened on its own. I looked at Nick and said, "I think my water just broke!" I pressed the call button, the nurse came in and I told her. She looked, and boy oh boy, it was happening. She said she was about to come in and send me home. She checked me... Still NOTHING! haha... When your water breaks, everytime the baby moves, or you have a contraction... water gushes out. Its warm, its kinda gross. All the water was about out of me, I wasnt progressing and little misters heart rate was dropping with every contraction, so they inserted a tube to pump water into me, to keep him comfortable... Which ended up making more of a mess... ha

We let me just progress on my own for a few hours, and by progress I mean, nothing really happened. The dr gave me a low dosage of pitocin. I finally got to 5 centimeters, and the contractions, MAN THEY WERE KILLING ME! Ive had pitocin before with no epidural, it didnt bother me so much, but those times my water wasnt broken. Im thinking my water being broken, and the pit, I couldnt handle it. I was in so much pain, flopping around like a fish out of water pain. I finally gave in after I wasnt progressing, I got the epidural, and about 45 minutes later I felt the urge to push, the nurse checked me, I was at an 8.... I texted my friend who was gonna take photos of the birth, she lives about 10 minutes from the hospital, I told the nurse again, no really I wanna push, she checked me again, it was about 1 minute after checking, and I was at a 10. I texted my friend again saying I was at a 10.... HA.... The nurses and drs were running around getting things ready... I had told the nurse that with my last I barely pushed and she was out. So they werent gonna do a test push this time.

They were set up, the Dr was ready, they couldnt see my contractions on the monitor... so they were trying to hook it up and look for them, I said, well I feel like I should push... they said go ahead and try. I took a breath and I pushed, I pushed hard, I leaned into that one push and he was out... Alaina, my friend taking pictures, wasnt there, she stepped into the room about 3 minutes later. I got to hold my little man, then they swept him away. They weighed him, measured him and checked his blood sugar level, remember when I said that I had gestational diabetes, well, my body was regulated his blood, and now that he was out, his levels could drop low... They did.. so I had to feed him, and check him every few hours to see how they were doing. My gestational diabetes, as far as we can tell by my levels is gone. I will be tested again in September.
My heart hurts and misses him in my tummy, he came to soon, this was most likely my last pregnancy.... :o(

Hospital Stay.... To be continued, until then,

Gunnar Thornton
Born 6-7-2013
5lbs 2oz
18.25 inches long

Photos taken by my sweet friend Alaina, she got some amazing first moments of Gunnars life:

Simply Sweet Moments

ALSO, come to find out, Gunnars name, is a family name! My great uncles name is Guntar, a form of Gunnar! WOOT, it made me so happy!!!!

ALSO, ALSO... Who wants to buy me THIS or THIS with THIS ???

Song I sang to little mister throughout the pregnancy: