My "STAR" is born!

July 29th 2010 was the best day in my life…besides September 23, 2009. Those two dates will always hold something very special and deep in my heart.
Here is why 7*29*2010 holds a place in my heart.





I turned 39 weeks today. Me and my boyfriend were sitting around fixing our internet connection. ( We had awful internet for the past 3 weeks, and to beat it all my charger was broke on my laptop.) We get a text on our cell phone about a SUV we have been looking into getting and the guy told us to hurry fast for this great offer. So I texted my mom to see if she would come up and let us use her car and watch Livi while we go look at the vehicle. So I get dress, turn my camera on and take my weekly pregnancy photo and then sat down and waited til my mom showed up.
My mom arrived at 4:45 p.m. and me and Greg headed out. (On the way out the door, my mom said I hope on Monday, your doctor says your about to have a baby…because I want to meet my grandson. I just kinda chuckled.) Greg and I are on the interstate and we are just talking about how exciting things are going to be when our son gets here, how our daughter will be a big sister, plans for the upcoming years, and etc. All of a sudden I told Greg that I had a period like cramp…but I don’t think it’s a contraction…as I never felt them before, so wouldn’t know what to expect. But we just left it at that. I start dazing out the window trying to think, hmm was that pain I felt a contraction? And out of nowhere, I hear this loud sound…and I was like what could it be….Greg is putting his window down, and the noise gets louder, I turn my head very slowly to look out the driver side window and a Lamborghini LP640 charcoal grey passes us! OH MY! I am in love with that car…hahah I joked and said we should follow that person instead of looking at the SUV. We continued on our journey though. Again…I had another one of those sharp cramps…still didn’t phase me.
We arrive at the car lot, and to our knowledge…since we got stuck in downtown 5 o’clock traffic we were 5 minutes too late and they just sold the car we were going to look at. The sales person was like, you guys can look at anything else on our lot for the inconvenience. So we walked around looking at vehicles we potentially might like. I then looked at Greg and said, wow..I got another one of those cramps… and then he got a concerned look on his face and asked me; “Awna are you sure those aren’t contractions?” I responded back with, I don’t think so, I don’t know what contractions feel like. Well we then headed inside the car lot to have them start the financing process. As we are sitting there filling out the paperwork, I said oh my, I just got another one…Greg was like Awna that isn’t too far off from when you had that last one 10 minutes ago, I think they are contractions. I proceeded to say Greg, I’m fine…don’t’ worry about me…if I think its serious, I’ll let you know. The lady looks up, and says when are you due, and I told her next Thursday, August 5th. She then says (in a joking way) and your having contractions, please don’t have a baby right here…I dunno if I could handle that.

I grab the cellphone and start timing these period like cramps and they are coming every 7 minutes at this point…its been going on for probably an hour and half now…and then I had one super close to the last one…3 minutes apart! Greg was like, alright Awna that’s it. We are headed to the hospital, call your mom and tell her we are on our way to get them, and see if she will pack some of your clothes. (YES, I ADMIT…I DID NOT HAVE MY BAGS PACKED!) So were walking outside, and I’m opening the car door and I have another cramp… this time is was an unbearable one, one that made me drop some tears. A lady come outside to smoke a cigarette stops us, (we look like we are in a hurry too) and she says wow, you guys are probably bout to have a baby! Greg is like yes, we are trying to leave now, and the lady keeps on talking and talking and saying she is so happy and how cool this is, and Greg is like look we gotta go. We are driving and they are coming every 3-5 minutes now, and I’m anticipating the drive back to our house, and then to drive to the hospital.
Finally we made it back to the house, Greg runs upstairs to get Livi, my mom and sister and the bags.

Finally everyone is in the car, and we are heading out. As we get on the main street, I see a UPS truck and I said, wow, now they are gonna deliver my computer charger and we aren’t gonna be there. Greg is like would you like me to turn around and get it, I said yeah, because I need it! So he does a U-turn and headed back to the apartment, and the UPS guy stops and another building first…I said run and catch him there, and tell him to hurry! The guy rushes down to his truck and hands Greg the package, and then we finally headed to the hospital. We have speed bumps in our complex and when we went over one…it was NOT comfortable. I admittedly felt pressure! I said I feel as if I’m going to throw up! I couldn’t concentrate, couldn’t focus on anything anymore. These contractions were horrible and I felt like I had to pee with each one. I told my mom that I feel I’m gonna pee on myself and she told me that my water is probably about to break.

We finally made it downtown and arrive at the ER part of the hospital, and Greg ran in to see where I needed to go. They told us to drive to the parking garage and go to the fourth level and that is the women’s maternity. We made it up there, and they get me out of the car, and I couldn’t walk! I had so much pressure, I had to pee SO bad. Greg went to park the car, my mom ran in the hospital to get a wheelchair and my sister is holding Livi who is looking at me all concerned. A lady gets out of her car and asks if I need help, and if I wanted to lean on her car, she’ll help me… I told her I couldn’t move, so she just held me up until my mom arrived with the wheelchair. Then my mom comes out, they are helping me in the chair and another lady walks up and says I’m a nurse, just breathe hun. Everything everyone is telling me is going in one ear and out the other… They push me in and get to admitting…the lady is asking me all kinds of questions and I can’ t answer anything, I couldn’t think.. let alone remember to even breathe. I am really LOUD…not cursing or anything, but just making sounds and saying I have to pee extremely LOUD! (I felt so bad, because there was a group of ladies doing a tour of the hospital when they are ready for their little ones to come, and I probably made their experience uhm a little better. Right?)

The lady from admitting told my mom to stay and finish doing the little paperwork they had to do, Greg and I was being pushed into the triage room to see if I was dilating. The triage nurse asked for me to leave a sample in a cup and then put the gown on and she will be in to check me. It took me forever to crawl out of my clothes even with Greg’s help…let alone to walk into the bathroom. Finally I made it in there, and I’m leaning on the sink....I couldn’t stand up straight for anything. I keep telling Greg I have to pee, but I can’t…it won’t come out… I’m sitting on the toilet, trying so HARD to pee, and it hurts…and I just felt too much pressure. I must have had a look on my face that took my breathe away, because Greg ran out of the room and yelled for the nurse! She said, okay hun lets get you to the bed so I can check you…I got in the bed and she said, “No wonder you couldn’t pee! Your 9 cm dilated and your baby is right here in the way, and all that pressure is him. We need to get you to L&D right now, we are already behind schedule.” As they are wheeling me down the hall, my mom is like what’s the verdict…and Greg is like baby is coming now, she is 9 cm!

I get into the labor and delivery room and they are trying to get me to roll onto the other bed, and I am not budging. Contractions every 2 minutes, and so much pressure… I told them there is no way! Haha but I made it. They started my IV; which I didn’t feel that going in my arm, or I just had so much other pain that nothing even mattered. She asked if I wanted and epidural and I said YES without a delay. I just wanted to relieve the pressure of me having to pee so bad, so I can at least focus on what is going on…I mean everything is happening so fast! The anesthesiologist arrived within 5 minutes of them asking. They asked everyone to leave the room except Greg. They were working fast. I was just focused on the clock, thinking this is all gonna pass soon. At 8:00 is when they cleared the room, then 8:05 I was sitting up with my hips aligned and my back straight…and hearing them talk to me about what they were doing, telling me when I’m going to feel the sting, and the tube going in, and the pressure… I just left everything in God’s hands and just continued to stare at the clock. Finally they were done and they told me that they gave me the dose that works extra fast, and that I shouldn’t feel anything here soon. I said its finally relieving some pressure. That was at 8:25. My mom, sister and Livi finally came back in the room, and the on-call doctor came in, and the nurse said its GO TIME! I said right now!?!?? She said yes. I began to push. The doctor said he has a lot of hair. I continue to push, and feel the pressure of his head, it was half way out…and then took a breathe and pushed again…last push and all the pressure is gone and my little star is placed on my chest and I’m in love all over again.



Our little prince was born at 8:36 p.m.
8 pounds 6 ounces 19 inches long
4 hours of labor and 2 pushes.



Our first photo of being a family of four! :]

Pregnancy Journal- 39 Weeks!

So today I turned 39 weeks! ONE week until I'm officially due! I know once you reach the end of the pregnancy, it feels as if everything is d r a g g i n g... and time starts going oh so s l o w l y! Last night me and Greg decided that it was time to start our "Operation Evacuation." We are so ready to meet our little man, and just place eyes on him and Oo and Aw and see what he looks like and so on. So it was the first time we set out to go on a walk. We walked down to the gym, and I walked on the treadmill for .60 miles and he was running on the other treadmill beside me...and our daughter sat in her stroller looking at us and what these crazy machines were doing. :] After I finished walking on the treadmill, we checked the mail and headed back home. After walking up the flight of stairs...I was ready to pass out. So took a shower and we hit the bed.

Well when I woke up this morning, I noticed that I was still losing some of my mucous plug and I told Greg, we are defiantly close to having a baby!

I did have a picture for this week...BUT something happened TODAY and we had to make room on the memory card for...................

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Pregnancy Journal- 38 Weeks!

Oh my! I'm 38 weeks pregnant today. That means I am due in 14 days! So surreal right now. Not much to really update...last week at my doctor appointment I wasn't dilated or anything. I know I must enjoy these last couple weeks, and my baby boy will come when he is ready. I have started walking like I did the last few weeks with my daughter, and also bouncing on my exercise ball. Just trying to help prepare my body for the upcoming labor. I registered at the hospital today. So that is taken care of. :] I am slacking a little bit with this pregnancy than I did with my last...meaning, it took me until today to register, and I still have NOT packed my hospital bag! I know your thinking, what am I waiting for?!?! Lol. I dunno... Hahah. But I def. plan to pack them this weekend. That is my goal! My little man has been doing all kinds of moving, and I love it. I really am going to miss the belly kicks, and taking pictures of my belly. But I do know that I will enjoy seeing my daughter and son playing together and just being a family of four so much more! :] I have been having lots of dreams about him lately, wondering what he is going to look like; will he look just like his sister? Its so crazy that knowing in such a short time, all my questions will be answered and I can't wait to experience the labor and delivery process again, and hold my precious blessing in my arms. And I especially can't wait to hold both my babies in my arms at the same time. :] Well I'm going to end this here for now...I'm STARVING. :]

Livi Love can WALK!

The most AMAZING and EXCITING thing happened today! My baby girl started WALKING!!! She is just a few days shy of turning 10 months old. We have been working with her, trying to get her to learn the concept of just standing alone. She has her push walker, but she loves to play with the toys on that instead or walk on the side of it. Then all of a sudden, I don't know what got in to her, but she decided to take steps herself. :] I am so proud of her. My little love bug is growing oh so fast...a little too fast for me, but I'm excited to watch her grow and see all her milestones. :] I did manage to capture it on video! Check it out!!!




She also learned how to drink through a straw. Thanks to her daddy! :] Lol. Its so cute! I've been working on trying to get her to use her bottle less and her sippy cup more, and so far its going good. We got her a new sippy cup, the one with a straw and she cracks me up the way she sucks up her milk or juice. :]

My daughter amazes me in so many ways. I could never tell you in a million years what life was like before having a baby, but I can tell you this...that whatever it was like, I don't miss it one bit.

Crossroads- Which path to take?

Have you ever felt that there are two sides you want to take, but can only choose one? Decisions are hard to make. For some its easier, but for me...no way!

-I have come a long way in life and have made some terrible decisions. (Yes, I admitted I made poor choices). Of course as life goes on, there will still be wrong choices made as we are humans and by far NOT at all perfect.

-I learned that people will always fault you for what you have done BAD in your life, rather than the good or the changes you have made that came out for the better. *This is NOT always true.*

-I do know that people may not always agree with the choices you sometimes make, but that is how we learn from our mistakes. We can NOT live our lives to please others...or yourself will not be happy.

When I was a baby my parents divorced. We moved from my birth state Ohio all the way to California when I was two months old. My mom met someone else, and she was happy. The man she was with for so long, I thought was my real father. I was so depressed when I fount out who my biological father was, only because he was NEVER there for me, and to this day...I can still say the same thing. He has let me down numerous of times. Hurt me emotionally. Words cannot prevail. Furthermore; this has led me to the decision to cut him out of my life completely. I will not go into complete detail on this, but when I told him that I can not be let down anymore and I will not put myself through it...You know what he says to me!? "F YOU!" Seriously. This person who so called to be my father says that to me? His ONLY daughter. So yes, I think I have EVERY right to let this person out of my life. I mean to say those two words to someone who you love is something that is hard to come back from, and was very uncalled for. I don't care if you were in the heat of the moment and was beyond furious, you just don't say it. There is NO excuse.
----With that decision I made...I feel very good about it and a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

Friends. They come and go in and out of your life. A true friend sticks beside you no matter what you are going through. They are there through thick and thin, the good, bad and the ugly. They are that one person you can trust besides God. They will never judge you and should never steer you wrong. They understand you make mistakes, and will be there to see you through them. I do have plenty of friends, but do I have that "true friend?"

There are many choices you will make in life. Some are easy to what color shirt you should wear that day...as to hard choices as what school your children should go to?
Just remember its your choice to decide what you want to do.

Pregnancy Journal- 36 Weeks!

Its coming down to the final countdown now! I turned 36 weeks on Thursday July 8th. I have 26 days left until my EDD! Wow! I can't believe it...or can I? I have hit the exhaustion part. There is not enough hours in the day to sleep, I feel as if I have no energy. I'm not complaining one bit though, because I am very blessed and happy to have this pregnancy and I will continue to be strong and enjoy every minute of the pregnancy until the very end. I know labor will be approaching me soon as I feel some of the ending signs coming on as I had when I was nearing the end of my pregnancy with my daughter. My nausea has came back, and I'm to the point where eating just a bite, I'm so full! Lol.

I had an OB appointment yesterday morning. The usual check up. My little man is head down still, heartbeat was good and strong, and he was kicking the doppler when my nurse was listening for it. Not much I can really update this week. My doctor said he will check next week for dilation.

I have been having contractions for a couple weeks now, but now they are starting to become more frequent but of course still irregular. My contractions do NOT hurt, (they didn't hurt when I was pregnant with Livi either). All I feel when I have a contraction is the tightening in my belly and they take my breath away. I'm hoping my contractions continue to stay like that, and I have an easy labor as before! Wish me luck!

I've been wondering on when he is gonna make his arrival. I'm thinking anywhere between July 30th- August 1st is when he will show. Any guesses from you all? My due date is Aug. 5th and Livi came 5 days early. So who knows.:] We shall see. Until then, I will leave you with a few belly pics.

Here is the front view bare belly. Don't mind my tummy marks...Cause I don't.
{{because without them, I wouldn't have a beautiful baby girl and a handsome son.}}


AND the side shot bare belly.

How I met my LoVe!

Do you ever wonder who you will end up with in life? When will you meet your prince charming or princess? How your first date will go? Will they feel the same about you as you feel about them? Are they just as nervous as you are when you meet?
-I must say, I was VERY nervous when I went to meet the love of my life...and let me tell you why.

*It was summer of 08. I was 20, just got out of a long term relationship that I didn't see going anywhere anymore. So I thought, hum, let me party up this summer! I'm young, and single. :] I was hanging out with my "so called" best friend at the time {to whom which we NO longer speak}, going swimming and hanging out with her boyfriend partying, going shopping, just doing the typical thing that you do when you have nothing else to focus on. Well I decided I wanted some adventure in my life, and wanted to ride a bike. Not just anyone's bike...I mean, of course I'm not crazy and don't trust anyone. So I decided to get on myspace...Lol...C'mon, We all remember myspace before everyone quit using it and turned to facebook. Lol. But anyways back to my story. I went to browse people within a certain mile radius of where I lived. I don't recall how many miles out. But I was just browsing through all the default pictures and finally I came to one that just caught my eye. It was a picture of this absolute gorgeous green eyed young man. I know, I know...I'm suppose to be browsing for bikes and got distracted. Anywho, I decided to click on his page and check out the rest of his photos. I was already mesmerized by his eyes, why not go ahead and see what the rest of him looks like? So as I'm looking through the list of albums he has, I see an album titled "bikes." SCORE!! Just what I was interested in. Me being the shy girl that I am, can not believe what I did next. If you guessed sent him a message; your correct.
*I'm feeling all kinds of things at this point. Like; what the heck did I just do? Was that a lame move? Is he gonna reply back? So I just did the only thing possible...I just waited to see if he would respond. To my very surprise, he responds back! I was shocked! Haha... So I took the next step and sent him my number and said call me. Well a few days went by, and not once did my phone ring from a number that I didn't recognize. I was beginning to think he wasn't interested. So I did the next best thing anyone would have done at this point...and that was to get back to enjoying life and quit worrying about some "guy". It was Independence Day and me and my friend at the time went to a 4th of July cookout and was just hanging out chilling, and all of a sudden my phone rings! I didn't know the number and I started feeling butterflies in my tummy and answered the phone nervously.
-"Hello?"
-"Can I speak to Awna?"
-"This is her. (Heheh me being silly says) "Who is this?" (Of course I knew the answer).
-"This is Greg."
*My hearts beating a million times a minute at this point it feels like. I will not go into detail on what our phone conversation was, but lets just say it ended with..."Lets meet up one day." I remember that day just like it was yesterday when me and my friend took 5 hours to get to his house which was only 35 minutes away. Driving down his l o n g driveway, very s l o w l y. YES I was nervous!

*Anwyays to cut the story short, two years ago I met the love of my life, and never imagined we would be where we are today. We've been through a lot the past two years that has made us stronger, we have a beautiful baby girl who is 9 1/2 months old and a baby boy who is due pretty much any day now. I would never give this kind of love up. I am truly blessed to have him in my life as he is to have me. "Happy Two Year Anniversary Greg!" I Love you!