Welcome to your lodge!!
Welcome to your lodge! I can't believe it's your time already!!! It seems like just last week you came on her and introduced yourself and were newly pregnant! I'm excited to fallow the rest of your journey and to learn more about you!
DS1-7/18/08, DS2-2/23/10, DS3 1/18/12
OMG!!! Is it really that time?!?!
Welcome to your lodge! I can't wait to follow you in even more detail than I get on the BB.
Woo Hoo, it really is getting that close now!!!!!
Woo Hooo! I was thinking today was the day! Welcome to your lodge! Now its even more hitting me that the end is really near.
~Joy~ DS1-8/5/05, DS2-10/18/10 (VBAC#1), DS3- 4/11/12 (VBAC#2!)
Yay! A lodge for me! Thanks ladies!
I'll get this started properly when I get home later this evening. I have my 36 week appointment in about an hour. It's birth plan discussion day paired with my GBS test! This morning, I asked the bacterial community to be nice to me today .
OK, so I wrote up my intro over the weekend, which illustrates my propensity for impatience rather well. Pregnancy has really forced me to work on that particular character flaw! It's rather lengthy because I wrote it with the thought that someday my kids might want to read it. I'll piece it out into three sections so if you're interested in reading the whole thing you'll at least have a place to rest your weary eyes!
I’m Erin. I’m 28 and married to Israel (I call him Izzy) who’s 31. Six years ago, almost to the day, I journeyed from my hometown in New Jersey to Albuquerque, New Mexico. After high school, I had struggled to assemble some sort of life for myself. College wasn’t working for me, I had issues with depression, Jersey boys were worthless …. I needed a change! So, I packed everything I could into my Mitsubishi and headed west. My father had just moved to NM so I decided it was as good a place as any to make a fresh start. Almost immediately, I felt like a new person. I attribute the change in my attitude to the increase in solar exposure.
I soon found a job waiting tables and moved into an apartment with a coworker. To celebrate my moving in, my roommate invited a few friends over. One of them happened to be Izzy. When I opened the door to let him in, my heart skipped a beat (he’s a total hottie ☺). We chatted for much of the evening. Soon, we discovered we had a rather peculiar thing in common. We had both lived in a very small, rather obscure, town in central NM in the early 90s. He had spent much of his childhood there and my family had lived there for a very brief period of time during my father’s mid-life crisis. He claims we even met at some point (I don’t really remember it but I was pretty young at the time)! I was truly convinced that our meeting that night was kismet.
For about the next three months, we spent every moment we could together. I quickly came to the conclusion that he was my one and only. Izzy, on the other hand, was timid (to say the least). He wasn’t looking for anything serious and he wouldn’t refer to me as his girlfriend. I had a really hard time handling the emotions I felt for him knowing that he didn’t feel the same way for me (I’m tearing up just thinking about it). He was never cruel about it but his honesty became too much to handle so we parted ways.
Two months later, I’m watching The Notebook and I simply started bawling. I broke down and sent Izzy an innocent “How’s life?” text. He responded as innocently and a few days later (on St. Patrick’s Day) we met up. We spent a few months easing back into a relationship while I actively tried to work on my patience. Things were going really well! He still wouldn’t call me his “girlfriend” but I learned to live with it.
After a year in NM without much to show for it I decided to make some serious life changes. I woke up one day, determined to quit smoking, start exercising, become a vegetarian, and start school. Izzy slapped the first nicotine patch on my shoulder (how he put up with my smoking I’ll never know!), I made my first vegetarian meal, went jogging and enrolled in classes at the local community college. Seriously, I did all this in one day! I haven’t looked back!
I dove back into school with a renewed sense of vigor. Izzy also started taking courses towards his Master’s degree that semester. The next semester, I transferred to the University of New Mexico and moved to a new place with new roommates. Izzy spent so much time at my place that I eventually told him to just bring his computer over. This is nerd talk for “will you move in with me?” Soon after his computer was in place on my desk he FINALLY uttered the word girlfriend in reference to me! That only took 1.5 years!!
Our relationship chugged along pleasantly. I’d occasionally get upset by his commitment-phobic comments but because I knew I was the only girl in his life I dealt with it. I eventually learned to just be happy and see where things would take us. Ironically (or perhaps subsequently), when I accepted that he wasn’t going to propose any time soon he started to see our relationship in a new light. He started using words like “us” and “future.” Sometimes in the same sentence! The day he told me he loved me for the first time (after, oh, 2 years of dating) was one of the most memorable days of my life.
Two more years went by, quite blissfully I must say. We acquired two dogs and settled into a cozy little casita of our own.
The mutts: Cauchy and Aldo (the little funny looking one)
Izzy herniated a disc in his lower back in April of 2008, which completely immobilized him for three months. Seeing him in so much pain was the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through. The day he was finally able to walk to the mailbox and back was a day to celebrate! That summer we started talking about getting married. I think we started talking about having a baby right around that time as well. We both wanted to pursue PhDs (and we weren’t getting any younger) so planning when to have a baby seemed logical. I started to plan the wedding (elements of my impatience will never cease) while he finished his Masters and I finished my B.S.
On July 6th, 2008 he surprised me by proposing! That morning, in true Izzy style, he abruptly blurted out that he had to go buy oil for the car. He left in a bit of a hurry. I was a tad confused as to why he needed to buy oil at 8am on a Saturday. When he came back he called to me from the doorway. I met him in the kitchen, he handed my flowers and proceeded to back me up against the wall (like he was pinning me in the event I might want to run away). He whipped out this gorgeous ring and asked me to marry him. I thought about it for a few milliseconds and replied, “of course!” He took me out for crepes, then for a couple’s massage, and finally out to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. It was the perfect day! I still have no idea why he was so nervous seeing as I’d already been in contact with wedding planners!
Sobbing after my perfect proposal
On September 18th, 2008 we decided it was a good day to get married. This time it wasn’t just my impatience talking! We were planning a wedding but thought it would be a good idea to get the paperwork out of the way so we could get a bigger chunk of change on our taxes the following year to use to pay for our wedding. How very logical of us. I called my parents to tell them I’d be getting married but asked that they not make a big deal about it. After all, I still wanted our wedding to be super special. We went down to the courthouse and got a marriage license. That afternoon, while sitting in my Immunology class, I handed my laptop over to my very best friend, Brooke. I told her to enter her info so that she could be ordained as a minister in the Church of Spiritual Humanism. She of course asked why. I told her that if she wanted to marry Izzy and me later that night, she’d have to get ordained. She was a little stunned. I giggled. That night, we met up at our favorite pub with another friend of ours. Brooke said a little something and at 9:18 pm on 9/18, we filled out the paperwork. Our other friend and the waitress served as witnesses. Everyone in the pub cheered. Funny note, we filled out the paperwork incorrectly and accidentally married our friend to the waitress. As gay marriage is not legal in NM, the clerk at the courthouse disregarded our error and gave us a marriage certificate anyway. Every so often, I ask my friend how her wifey is.
That December, I graduated with my B.S. in Conservation Biology and Izzy finished his Master’s degree in Mathematics. We started talking about where we’d want to go for our PhDs and seriously discussed procreating. After drawing up a list of pros and cons to having kids before grad school we decided it would be best to have kids right away even if it meant being pregnant for our wedding. We started TTC about a week before Christmas 2008. I hadn’t gotten a BFP by March so we put off TTC until after the wedding.
June 26th, 2009, we got married again. This time, we were joined by our close friends and family on a beautiful beach in Cozumel, Mexico. Another very good friend performed the ceremony. It was everything I had ever dreamed it would be. The setting was perfect, the company was perfect, and I was beginning my married life with the man I knew was perfect for me since the day I first laid eyes on him upon opening my apartment door.
Our families didn't mind the Mexican vacation
One of my fave wedding pics