Pregnancy

I became pregnant in mid-December 2010. Making me due mid-August 2011

Some backround info:
I, at the time, was living in a nice area of Orlando right on the border to Kissimmee. I had two room-mates, who are a couple. We were all friends and got along pretty well. I, at one point before moving in, had a little girl crush on the guy, BUT nothing major. My Husband and I had gotten married just before us moving in together. (I would not have moved out of my house otherwise. See I dont believe its proper of a decent girl to move in with a guy if not married to him.) It was a crummy wedding, we only had my youngest sister there.. My mom was working and my dad was out of the country(which made me very sad), my other sisters refused to attend... His side of the family lives in another state. So we basically signed the papers and left. We had NO honeymoon, We both decided we would have one later in the year in order to save some money. To this date has not happen and most likely never will. :S


I panicked a little. I really didn't want children. Mostly bc I was selfish. I couldnt imagine having to be responsible for another being... Its scary. I knew that I would be completely taken over with my love for the child. My first trimester and half of my second was spent with my head in the toilet. I was even unable to drink more than a sip at a time of water. I was miserable. Jean-Claude was upset bc he thought I regretted being pregnant. I didn't regret her but I did feel terrified that I wouldn't live up to the fact that every baby deserves a wonderful self-sacrificing mother. My hair didn't grow like they said it would. I was careful not to get stretch marks. I did go up a size and a half up in Bra size, which was a expected change. I should have thought that I would be breastfeeding eventually. Why it did not occur to me to buy nursing bras I will never know.

I didnt show much until about my fifth month. By then Jean-Claude would unwillingly and without a lot of persuasion touch me. I was a full of hormones and that made me very willing to express my sexuality with him. Unlike the persona Jean-Claude from the books, He was reluctant to touch me. I would cry myself to sleep from frustration. It got worse when he left me some tissues lying around full of his bodily fluids. I then discovered that he had help from the ASIAN(which I am not) girls in his car magazines. Which did not help my feelings toward new emerging body. My body was changing. I wasn't a lush 20 year old hotty.. I was a pregnant woman. I went so far as to go to a sex shop with my roomy and bought something to aleve myself. It didn't work by the way. I have always been a person who likes physical contact. Who needs Wooing. I used to find great pleasure in kissing, and making out--- which is sadly a luxury I miss greatly. I am sure I have perhaps lost my touch but Im sure if Jean-Claude ever got the desire for it i would be back on my A-game in no time! lol. 


June- I tripped in some very weird freaky way. I fell on my side, busted my lip and bruised up my knee. I ended up in the hospital about 3 hours later now having contractions. She turned to be completely fine but my body was in shock which caused it to have contractions.


In July I had planned my Baby-Shower. I should have gone with the classic no boys but I felt like I had to do something with Jean-Claude. He likes to party. So I did it mixed. We agreed that no one would drink until 5PM. I was hoping everyone would be too tired of being around and go home. BUT I was very wrong. All the drunks, which were mostly his friends, stayed. Which mostly ruined my night. It was suppose to be about me BUT they didn't think about it when they selfishly drank in front of me, which I could not participate it OBVIOUSLY! I was helped by Sara and her girlfriend Indi. Which at the time I did appreciate. it would suck to have to do all the decorating all by myself. My family members helped out a bit. Jean-Claude knows how much I hate smoking. After getting hammered he decides he's going to smoke too. It was insulting.


In august, the acid reflux was driving me nuts. It only happened when I tried to sleep. I was kinda ready for her to be born. I started eating more pineapple, walking more often, I looked up pressure points etc... I got a fever on the 25th of August from a toothache. OH boy did I know what I had coming.. so I felt a little better on the 26th which if Im not mistaken was a Friday.. I convinced my hub to take a little get away to visit my cuzos in Tampa. We got there Saturday I was taking Tylenol(only safe thing a prego can take) for the pain but I still felt like I had a fever. My body was hurting in general and I was having a bit of lower back pain. So we went to go eat anyway at a Japanese Te-pan restaurant. really didnt feel like eating.. I ate a bit there. We went back to my cuzos house and we were watching a movie I fell asleep. Then I started getting really cold. the boys and my cus started drinking a bit and I was just hanging out. I was still getting cold no matter how much i covered up and I decided to go to the hospital.

Hair cut

Sooo last Friday I had been contemplating cutting my hair. I wanted to change myself. After getting my eyebrows waxed I felt a renewed sense of self that I might have lost since I got pregnant. Now I feel like I have to take care of myself: for me, for Jean-Claude and for my daughter. No one wants a grungy mom that let herself go. I want to look my age. 22! yay! lol jk Im a little older but not much. ;)

So I kinda jumped ship, got a little upset and chopped my hair off. :S a little over my shoulders. MIND you that I have very voluminous, wavy hair which usually does not go well with short hair. sooooo I might actually cut it shorter! like a Halle Berry look. what do you think? the only thing I don't know is if Jean-Claude would like it. :/ He prefers longer hair but.. Its for me.

I actually like this one a lot more!

introduction

Let us start of with an introduction shall we? I am a Lonely House-wife. This blog is to mainly keep me entertained and possibly sane. As the title of this blog depicts, I am Lonely; which is what I shall call myself for obvious purposes.  I am an artsy fartsy, even tempered, sensitive woman. My husband; whom I shall name Jean-Claude after my favorite vampire ;), is a lot older than me about 15 years give or take. Why you ask did I choose to write a blog? bc as a i previously stated to keep me from going nuts.


I am recently a mother. I gave Birth to a beautiful baby girl, Lola. My first official post shall be about my pregnancy, its trials ending with my labor and Lola's birth.