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Wow, how much has changed in a year.

My beautiful baby girl is now a year old. She's a handful, but fun and cute of course.

Her father is a jerk, of course. I can't believe how naive I have been. I don't want to waste time bashing him. But just wanted to let everyone know it did not work out--as I pretty much predicted, but I did give it a chance.

It's been a struggle, but things are finally turning around. I am focused on what I have to do and trying to enjoy life with my children and deal with my son becoming a teenager and all that comes along with it. He just recently turned 13. He's a handsome guy, smart, but boy does he know how to push my buttons.

She's Here!!!

That's right, I said "she." On June 11th, I gave birth to a baby girl. I ended up having a VBAC, which I'm happy about. She's healthy and beautiful. I named her Zoie. She weighed in at 7 pounds, 3 ounces and 18 inches.

And surprise, surprise her father was there and has been there ever since. This is his only girl, so he's in love with. Kind of makes me wonder what would've happened if I had a boy... I won't dwell on it too much. I am grateful that he is there.

She is already showing her fiestiness and boy, does she have a set of lungs.

Almost there!!

My due date is next Friday!!!!
Today is a good day, but boy am I hurting. There's a big difference from being pregnant at 26 and pregnant at 38. I'm little anxious about when he/she is going to come-- how she's going to come. I hope it's on a weekend and not in the middle night during a school night. I hope it's not before or during my shower; it's this weekend!! I'm worried about being away from my son and how he will be taken care of while I'm the hospital. I hope he/she is healthy and everything goes okay. I love my babies; I really, really do.
Thank you, God.

FOUR more weeks and counting!!!

I can't believe we're almost there! Time has been flying by. I am really anxious to hold my baby and kiss my baby. With all the negativity going on in my life, I know this is the most precious gift in addition to my son. My children will keep me going. I'm little nervous about what kind of delivery I'm going to have and when or where I will go into labor. I pray that I will have a healthy baby.

Only a month and a half to go!

Wow, time has been flying by-- or at least it seems to me. Baby is doing fine. He/she gave me a little scare when I didn't feel it moving, but doctors checked it out and of course, after I ate some yogurt he/she was spunky as ever.

I'm so looking forward to seeing my angel and holding him/her in my arms. I'm getting real anxious to know the sex already.

Excited as I am, I am nervous as heck. I pray I can handle everthing. I know the Lord will be with me. I just have to keep the faith.

I love my baby and I love my big boy very much! Thank you, God.

Third Trimester?!!!

I can't believe I'm here already. This pregnancy seems to be going by fast. Wow!
Well everything seems to be going good. My glucose test came back okay. I now start going to the doctor's every two weeks. My aunt and dad dropped off the baby crib, changing table, hamper and tub. Reality is really kicking in. I'm going to have a baby!!! I started registering for my baby shower.

Before my doctor's visit Tuesday, I went to see "Why Did I Get Married, Too." The movie theater and doctor's office are right next store to each other. That movie left me with this guilty feeling that I haven't done enough to communicate with my BD. So I texted him a message that we need to talk and he responded right away. We met, got some things off or our chest. He apologized for his behavior and we agreed to work on communicating better with each other. He says wants to very much be there for me and the baby. I plan to ease back and see what he does and hope for the best.