Bed Rest Days;; 31 Weeks && Counting - How it began !

It's 11:48pm, almost midnight and my husband isn't home.
Being a Marine sucks for us wives sometimes. I'm starting to understand how much work he has and what the life means. I get a little insecure often, of course.
When I first met my husband, we were at a little restaurant that had dancing and a DJ. I went with my cousin and my best friend. They decided to go dance. I decided to sit down for a bit.

And then a guy comes, he asks if I want to dance. I tell him "No, I;m fine".
He continues and asks "Why not?"

Why not? WHY NOT? Who asks why not after getting rejected? Haha !

"I'm tired right now. I'm taking a break."
"Is that your excuse?" he asks.
"No" I say, "Its my REASON".

He looks away and then asks "May I sit down?"
I gave him the you-are-the-weirdest-guy look. But I said ''Fine".

He ended up telling me about himself. I was willing to listen after the little persistence he gave.  He told me where he was from, that he was military, and that he was only here another couple years.
I called it fibbing. He swore to me it was all true, I refused to believe.

We kept talking, through the night. Danced a little. Talked some more, until it was time to go. He asked me for my number and I gave it to him hesitantly.

I left the restaurant/club and immediately texted him. I knew I wanted to get to know him better. He texted me back and that's how we began. He was an hour and a half away from me, but he managed to come see me after my college classes. He took me out on dates and we just had plenty of fun together.

We fell in love.

Days went by, months, a year. we got engaged. (That's another story.)

We decided to move in together. The distance would kill us and frankly,we knew we could be happier.
(ADULT ACTION STATED BELOW)

We began our intimate relationship.  Boy did we have it hahah! But I informed him about my chances for having a baby; It was slim to none. I was constantly going to my OB/GYN for Multiple ovarian cysts. I was never diagnosed with PCOS, but the cysts reoccurred monthly. I've had surgery to have them removed.

Anywhoo, we decided to try for a baby. BOLD move. But it didn't work. Until one day...

 I secretly recorded him speaking to our hopefully-there baby. H e fell in love quick. And so did I.

Unfortunately, that didn't last. I got horrible cramping, and bleeding that we ruled it a miscarriage. I felt embarrassed. Shocked. Worthless.

I never told the doctor about it.

But after that day, we decided not to try. We knew we weren't ready. And we accepted it.
Shortly thereafter, here is my older sister gathered with all of us as we headed to the Bay restaurants for some yummy seafood on 4th of July. She stated that she was cramping. I realized I hadn't had my menstrual cycle yet. I figured, its the cysts. Days passed, weeks passed. Until I got a box of three pregnancy tests.
I took one and there is the result. I couldn't believe it!!!

At this rate, the baby would be a month old!!!
I took another and the huge positive sign just flashed right in front of my face with a quickness!
And then I knew, I was going to be a mommy.
My then Fiance came home from overnight duty and I surprised him by giving him a gift. A pair of knit slippers, tiny ones. He cried.
And now here we are.
                          31 weeks and counting for our little angle to come. <3

Bed Rest Days;; 31 weeks and Thinking

Sometimes, Having a baby is a scary thing. As you all may have noticed, I do tend to Freak out plenty.
I'm in a different situation, that's why. Let me tell you a little about me.

I'm a student, 22 years old and currently expecting with my first child, a baby girl.
I met a wonderful person and we got to know each other very well. We weren't even a year into our relationship when he proposed. Being an active Duty Marine, I figured they need to take action to get as they want since they're only stationed so long in one area.

So we got engaged. There we are with a new relationship and a new life together. We decided to move in together.

Three months later, we were expecting. Being a new mommy, and with the baby being so unexpected (doctors told me I wasn't going to be able to have children quite so easy, maybe not at all) We decided to move into my mother's house to get the help we need.

My Fiance (at the time) and I would fight constantly. With this being our first baby, our first move in, our first seriousness, we just didn't know how to handle it. We argued and argued.
This is how my mother came to not liking him at all.

For the sake of our relationship and for the sake of the baby, we chose to work it out. No matter what it takes.

We also ended up getting married. Just the two of us with no one still in the know.

It's crazy here living with my mother. This house brings a drama of it's own. Simply, I'm getting frustrated not being able to live my OWN life. I know things that are done my way aren't the way mommy wants it. I know that mommy isn't doing to well and is depressed so I try to help her out as well. It's just a little too much sometimes.

Well that's me now. My twin sister is a sailor, I'm a student whose fallen a little behind due to my pregnancy, living at home with my mom and husband. Crazy huh?

Sometimes it gets tough. But I think the point of this was to let out a little about me. I get frustrated at times, but I can truly say that i see a good future with my Husband.

And I AM happy.
        Especially with my little princess on the way. My little miracle. :)

Something New, Feeling in Love much more?

A little love story, if you will :)

Last night, my dearest husband came home from overnight Duty. He was tired and came right to bed with me. He hugged my belly tight and said "I'm going to sleep with my baby today". I thought he was joking but, she kept calm and he fell asleep hugging my belly.

Soon after, I found myself sleepy and slept right with them both.

I woke up at one pm, starving ! We made plans to start getting things ready for the baby shower at 3pm. I was in the living room watching TV, on Google+, and of course enjoying left overs from New Years Dinner.

4pm came around and he finally woke up. :)
He ate some food, we both got ready and off we went to look at the Activity Centers to hold our baby shower. We got all the info we needed fairly quickly and then I asked him "Where to?"
He gave me sly kind of smile and said "What about the mall? Lets go have a pretzel, a smoothie, and walk around a little."
I was so happy to hear those words coming out of his mouth. And off we went.
We ate our pretzels from Auntie Anne's, drank our smoothies from Ice Ice Baby, ate some fries from Charley's subs, talked and laughed plenty !!! It was such a nice, simple night out :)
We came home and I searched for DIY party favors and racked my brain a little more.

10pm came around and it was bedtime. I put my pillow in front of me like a body pillow, turned off my lamp and he grabbed me from my waist. I thought he was jokingly tugging on me, so I pulled away a bit, but he pulled me all the way back this time. I haven't felt that sense of "man handling" if you will (hahha) since before our marriage and before our pregnancy. It was a sort of sexy feeling.
He pulled me in and I ended up lying on his bicep with his other arm around my belly. He kissed my forehead goodnight and we fell right asleep.

It was a beautiful feeling. We've been having a bit of roughness with our relationship and I want to say its the pregnancy, but a part of me tends not to believe it.

Moments like this remind me why I fell in love with him in the first place. And why I continue to.