Thanks Aubrey!

I used to blog a long time ago.  I didn't figure anyone was reading it so I stopped.  However, recently while Aubrey and I were walking the neighborhood she told me she used to read it.  So...she may be the only one that reads this blog but that's okay.  I'm going to blog more for myself than for who may read it.  So Aubrey, here's to you and hopefully some good reading ;)

I am thinking maybe I should have started this blog about 75 days ago...the day Madison was born.  Or maybe even October of 2009 when I found out I was pregant.  Either way I didn't, so here I am. 

My sweet baby girl is sleeping like a rock.  I look over at her and wonder how I created something so undescribeably beautiful.  I can't help but to think back to the day I found out I was pregnant.  David and I had decided to take a random trip to the L'Auberge Casino in LA. It was only a few weeks before our wedding in Las Vegas, but leave it up to the two of us to need a pre-gambling gambling trip.  (We will address our mutual gambling addiction in later blogs).  The trip was fun, we spent the night.  We woke up the next morning and spent about an hour at the casino before we left for home.  I didn't feel well from the moment I woke up that morning, but at first it was tolerable.  We left the casino and went to BWW for lunch, except I was to nasueous to even think about eating it.  We got on the road, after I watched David eat and I despised the smell of one of my favorite restaurants.  30 minutes into the drive I told David to pull over, so he did, in a Jack-n-the-box parking lot.  I got out of the car, started my walk towards the door, and in true Heather fasion proceeded to throw up ALL OVER the parking lot.  This didn't stop me from continuing into the restaurant, into the bathroom, where I threw up whatever I had left in my stomache at that point.  If this gives you a visual at all, let me tell you, it's nothing compared to the distinct memory of this event in my head.  After all this I felt much better and got back in the car and we continued our drive home.  The whole way home I thought it was extremely odd that I woke up so sick.  And like 99% of women would automatically wonder....was I pregnant??   It was all I could do to not have David pull into the next gas station so I could find out.  But really, what women pictures finding out she is pregnant in a gas station bathroom in the middle of hicksville.  So I was patient.  The minute we got back to College Station (where we living at the time), we went straight to the store.  And even though I consider myself well of age to be buying a pregnancy test I still remember feeling like everyone at the store was starring at us.  It's amazing how you can find a way to pee on que when needed.  3 minutes later...maybe longer since David coincidentally had to also pee, aka: go to the bathroom to get a sneak peak to see the results.....POSITIVE! He probably doesn't remember but I remember him coming out of the bathroom whistling....I knew it was positive just from his actions. 

It seems so long ago.  I know at that moment in time, whatever picture I had in my head of what our baby would look like comes no where close to the true beauty she is. 

Next time, maybe a recount of the day she was born, with the help of David since I was so nicely drugged.  Maybe I will just make him type his own version of the days events....ha, yeah right.