6 Months Preggo

It's now May 23rd and Malachi is nearly 3 years old. I'm tring to catch up on this blogging so I have to go back into my memory to remember this. I hope I'm able to.

6 months is when we found out what we were having. I had just returned from visiting family. My grandfather had passed away and I had to leave because we had a doctors appt. The appointement that tells the sex of the baby. It was exciting. I thought Malachi was a girl for the first 5 months of the pregnancy. I was sure of it. I called him Hannah Savahnna just to be silly. But I found out I was wrong.

I got onto the ultrasound bed and got the jelly put on my belly. Tim was there with me, anxiously awaiting. The ultrasound tech started her work. She first measured organs, did all the important work and then asked if we wanted to find out the gender. Just as she put her ultrasound wand between his legs we saw for sure that he was a boy and then the ultrasound machine made a funny noise and completely broke! I mean really broke, for the rest of the week. I felt so bad, not that it was my fault but I was the last person who got to have the ultrasound before the machine was a goner. There was a waiting room full of women waiting thier turns. But I had seen what I wanted to, we were going to have a boy!

Now began the name game. I got the baby name books, surfed the web, brainstormed. The place we found Malachi's name is the funniest. It's obviously biblical, but not being very familiar with the Bible I didn't recall it right away. Instead a few months earlier when we had gotten our dogs I was surfing the net for dog names. Malachi was one of the names listed and I thought, that's not a name for a dog, that is a name for a cute little boy. Tim agreed and that's where we officially got his name. Although it's nicer just to say we liked it because it was biblical.

Months 6-9 crept by. They really did. We were trying to sell our house so had to try to keep the house clean. I ended up getting anemic and I was so exhausted all I wanted to do was sleep. I think I slept all but 3 or 4 hours a day for a while. I was better once I got iron tablets to help out. It was so hot that summer. The temperature was in the triple digits and we didn't have proper air conditioning. We ate out a lot, we ate a lot at this one steakhouse called the Mesquite Pit. It ws so good, best steakhouse around.

I remember trying to do the laundry and washing all of Malachi's baby clothes. Throughout the pregnancy I bought baby clothes from the thrift store down the road and Wal-Mart Clearance. I had so many clothes, my goodness. So I took them to be washed. We didn't have a washing machine though, so we had to go to the laundrymat. I remember lugging our big blue laundry basket around. With my big old belly sticking out in front. I"m so glad we have a washing machine now.

I always thought that we would have Malachi early. I didn't feel like I would last. We ended up being late of course, my due date was August 24th and he wasborth on the 27th. We had our Lamaze Classes. Those were interesting. Our teacher had a really high pitched voice and Malachi either liked it a lot or didn't like it one bit. All through class, which was Tuesday nights he would kick and kick and kick. I think through most of her talking I just stared at my belly as it hopped about. I learned a lot though. I took the approach of educating myself to get through the labor. I wanted to know everything I could. I had this big old birth plan. I didn't want pitcoin, I didn' twant them to take Malachi away from me ever once he was born. I wanted an epidural as soon as possible. Most of that stuff didn't stick when it came down to it though. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Right at the end of my pregnancy we sold our house and went to look for an apartment. I remember my heartburn was so very bad. It made me sick again, just like morning sickness, only it lasted all day. I remember going to check out an apartment. I grabbed taco bell on the way and 10 minutes into my drive from Weatherford to Fort worth I threw up all over myself. I didn't even see it coming. I raced home to change and then go back to Fort Worth. Yuck it was so gross.

Oh and our trip to San Antonio. We bought a car, a Ford Contour at a car auction. I was so happy with our new car, before this I didn't have a really reliable car to drive. The trip was a lot of fun, we ate a lot and drank tons it was rather hot. We did the riverwalk and I just fell in love with San Antonio, it's a nice place. I remember walking so much though, I was having braxton hicks contractions, which of course I didn't know what they were. I thought for sure I would end up having my baby in San Antonio. The drive home sucked, we hit traffic in every returning city and I had to pee, was grumpy and Chi was kicking the heck out of me the whole way.

I wish I remember other details better, remember exactly how I felt every day, every kick, every compliment. Ha Ha, I remember my shower and the fact that we went to the peach festival right before hand. It was July and it was SOOOO HOT! I was wearing a dress that had two layers to it and I was dying of heat exhaustion. Every older lady who saw me said, "Awww, bless your heart, and I thought I was hot." Ha Ha. The shower was nice. We played guess the baby food and lots of Tim's co-workers were there. I thank Katie for throwing it for me, it was really nice.

Well before I knew it my best friend Jaci had given birth to her son Luke. July 31st. She told me it was awful and to get the epidural because I would never make it naturally. That's wha good freinds are for, they always tell the truth. Soon, although it felt like forever after it was my turn...