10 weeks and counting....sweats can be sexy too right?!

OH my so now that you are caught up on the BIG news...lets fill ya in on the chaos thus far...My parents are out of control we have no clue what the baby will be and yet i have a jogging stroller, rocking horse, and a tub FULL of things, not to mention a small library it is insane and it must stop at this rate the child will have its first car at 3!!! My mother has even been buying one girl one boy of numerous things...who does that?!

Mychal is adapting to Korea, other then some bad food experiments, a minor run over by a cab, and some very confused conversations he is holding his own lol i tried to convince him to let me move over after my first trimester but he would have no such thing...

I've def. been feeling pregnant aside from the "morning sickness" HA which is a major joke try all day sickness, the heart burn from hell, and the sudden onset of dolly parton's chest!I woke up this morning to the first sign of a baby bump :) So I am really glad that mychal is missing all this "wonderful" pregnancy stuff...i mean whoever said it was a beautiful thing was def. a man...forget cute dresses and heels, all i want is to lounge in sweats and sleep on and off all day in between hanging my head over the toilet...when we skype i at least do my hair and makeup haha that'll fool em' ;)

I'm at the akward stage where maternity clothes are too big and my regular clothes are too small....and i finally have a small bump...I would much rather look pregnant then people look and wonder if amber's had one to many snack cakes LOL even the local trip to walmart has become a mission impossible act, wearing loose shirts to hide the lil muffin pouch, hiding behind my overstuffed purse and cart, dodging people and just wanting to get out LOL

just when we thought we had it all planned out....LIFE hits

Well I know what you are thinking....and No I am not writting this entry from my Korean high-rise, and I will not be telling you about the adventures and shopping in a foreign land....I am back in my mother's attic (ok so it’s more like a studio apartment but STILL) lemme rewind a bit....

Mychal and I had everything settled to begin our new adventure abroad, our home was (well still is) in storage, the goods we wanted to take had been shipped, we had moved out of our house, and had come back home for two weeks before our grand departure. Close friends of ours were having a wedding the 2nd of Sept, while mychal was leaving the 6th, and i was to follow the 12th....was being the key word here.

We had arrived down in Galveston area for the wedding and i had been feeling very under the weather, and my little friend i see once a month was a little behind, (ok a week behind let's call it denial) i decided to take a test before the wedding just in case and more to clear my mind so when the champagne started passing around i could enjoy myself....i think i blacked out for a split second when i saw those two pink lines....i have also decided that there needs to be something else, idk a flower? a smiley face? something other than those harsh mean looking two lines!!! As i went running for mychal i sent him into look at the counter his response? UM? NO this one is messed up there are 2 lines not 1 lol really? riiiiiight honey it's the test! well after SIX tests (we were just being thorough) and SIX sets of pink lines it was official....we told our family and two days later we sent mychal on his way to Korea...I will no longer be joining I will be setting up our little nest here...(NO NOT IN MY MOTHER'S ATTIC) LOL
Sooooo her we go!!!! Now...HOW am I gonna wear heels with a belly?! ;)