One Exhausting Weekend!

Oh. My. Lordness!

Happy Monday, everybody!!

Zoey and I woke up at 7 o'clock on Saturday (just like every other day). I had very little coffee, I usually have a full cup, but I wasn't right. I started having breathing problems at 9 o'clock. That ended about a half an hour later. "Well, that wasn't too bad, maybe I won't have to go to the hospital after-all!".... Finally took my medicine, and my breathing started getting harsh again. Why do you do this to me?!

I woke Josh up around 11 o'clock, but I didn't mention the breathing, I figured it would go away shortly. I got up and walked to the bedroom to try and work through it. Well, it quickly turned into wheezing.... CRAP!.... It was getting worse by the second, Josh came in to help me calm down. That is when the contractions started (contractions alone can take the breath away). I was getting dizzy and my hearing was getting fuzzy. Dr. Josh insisted on going to the hospital. At the time I was a little frustrated, because I didn't want to burden him. We quickly got Zoey ready and rushed to the hospital, at this time I was having a contraction every 5 minutes. They weren't as bad as labor contractions, but they were worse than braxton hicks contractions. Any kind of contractions are worrisome when they are only 5 minutes apart.

I was sent back right away when we got there (small hospital, not very busy). At this point they were only a couple minutes apart. They hooked me up to the vital monitor (whatever it is called) and started asking question. I wasn't able to say a word without feeling like I was going to suffocate. You know when you are deep under water and you can no longer hold your breath, so you start swimming to the top, that weak leg, panicking feeling because you are desperate for air? That is what it felt like.

They did an EKG and listened to Connor with a doppler. Ok.... hook up the monitors to my stomach so we can keep an eye on him and the contractions... No? Feel my stomach during the contraction.. No? Okay?... Why aren't you keeping an eye on him?!? That was literally the only time the checked him. They didn't ask if he was moving, they didn't ask about my contractions.. I know it wasn't Labor & Delivery, but you could at least be more concerned for him or send me to a hospital that has a maternity ward.

They gave me a breathing treatment while Josh took Zoey to her Papaw's, then took me to get a CAT scan. They spent a good 10 minutes just trying to get saline into my veins, but it wasn't going through. They kept moving the IV tube around, taking off the tape, putting it back on. They finally decided to give me a separate injection. They gave me saline and then the fluid that makes you feel warm through out the body (can't remember what it is called). Then had to push that through during the CAT scan. I kept having contractions, laying flat on my back.. my heavy chest pressing down on my lungs, my arms above my head, so that is putting pressure on my airway. In total, I was on my back for about 20 minutes. The guy that did my CAT scan was actually really nice. They were all nice, but he was more concerned about Connor and let me take my time getting up and laying down. Asked me every couple minutes if I was ok.

When I got back to the room, Josh was still gone. They hooked me up to the monitor again. At this point it was about 3pm. I've been in this dang hospital for 3 and a half hours! They won't find anything wrong... I can just feel it. Welp, the doctor comes in and tell me they couldn't see anything wrong. They heard a little wheezing when they first checked my lungs, but that is it. Since that was the only thing, asthma... I could possibly have asthma. I didn't even know you could develop asthma as an adult. I've never had a problem with my breathing. Not even when I'm sick. My breathing is a little different in the cold, but I'm sure it's normal. Then they brought up asthma and my anxiety. That makes sense. It gets worse because I start freaking out because I'm breathing and I'm having contractions. But... how does it all start. Every time my "breathing episodes" start, I'm sitting down... I haven't been anxious or stressed about anything when they start.

They finally discharged me right when Josh got back, and prescribed me an inhaler. (It only works for so long). I was dropped off at home to "relax", I decided to clean up the living room and do dishes, haha. Josh had to run back and get Zoey and go to the store. They got back, dinner was made and then we just relaxed.

Sunday I wanted to stay home while Josh went to his dad's, but I didn't want to be a lone with Zoey since I was exhausted.... so I went... just to find out, Josh was going to take Zoey with him and leave me... if I knew that, I would have stayed home. Plus, I didn't want to have any breathing problems over there. I ended up having to use my inhaler a few hours before I was supposed to. I was having a lot of problems over there. I was too humid outside and it was too smokey inside... I was ready to leave the minute we got there. I felt bad, but I just wanted to be in the comfort of my own home while trying not to die.

I guess we will figure out more, the more problems I have. I have had a couple of contractions and breathing problems already since starting this. So, I'm going to leave it at that and try to calm myself down. Once again, I would everyone's feedback, because I need to just survive for another 6 weeks.

My crazy weekend!

Holy moly! I haven't had a weekend like that in awhile. By the time it was all over, my brain was shutting down and my body was not having it anymore.

So, Friday's blog was supposed to be How-To plan a party on a budget. That obviously didn't happen, haha. I didn't get to sit down for more than 20 minutes very much. When I did, I was either eating, passing out or working on something for Zoey. All that matters is that Zoey had fun.

I'm so glad we could throw her a party and my parents could throw her one, too. My family finally saw the true Zoey, because she was home and comfortable. She talked and talked and talked.
Everyone had fun and Josh and I loved seeing how much she has grown and how much she has changed in the last year.

Messy face!

Saturday's party:

 We threw this one and sadly only her Papaw and Grandma showed up. We got all of the decorations at Dollar Tree. It is pretty much the same quality as the decorations you would get at a superstore (like Walmart). Between her decorations and presents, we only spent $21. I got her presents at Dollar Tree too. She is 3 years old, she'll end up breaking or losing everything. Even their toys are pretty good quality. They sell licensed products, like Disney and Nickelodeon. I don't remember them doing that when I was younger. For food, we got everything at Kroger. A lot of it didn't get eaten on Saturday or Sunday.  

Friday, I deep deep (yes, two deeps) cleaned the house. I bleached almost everything in the kitchen
and the bathroom. I even bleached the floors. After Zoey went to bed, Josh and I blew up a ton of balloons and I stuffed it into the hallway, so when Zoey woke up.. she would be surprised with balloons galore! She loved it! Connor was not happy with me that night, haha. I guess I over worked myself.





Saturday, I cleaned up the mess we made the night before. Dishes, swept floors, and put away our
everyday items. Put out snacks and made Zoey's cake. The "party" started at 1 and her grandparents had to leave about 3. We spent the rest of the day playing and of course more cleaning.

Poor Josh and his eczma

Sunday was much better. We went out for breakfast (Zoey's annual birthday breakfast). She had fun, even though she refused to eat. She got upset when we got back home, because she didn't understand that everyone was coming to us and not the other way around. I started dishes while Josh took Zoey outside to take down some ugly lattice. Took a shower and waited for everyone to arrive. My parents and brother got here around 1:30, followed my brother and his girlfriend, then my sister, brother-in-law, nephew, and niece. We all had fun. Laughed, ate, opened presents, and had cupcakes. For Zoey, she wanted to eat all the icing from the cupcakes. She loves all of her new toys . Everyone left at around 7:30.

I didn't get to sit down just yet. I cleaned up toys and tried to convince Zoey to lay down for bed. After I got her to lay down, it took about 10 minutes for her to crash.

Then, I was finally able to sit down. I looked at my phone for about 30 minutes. I grabbed my pillow and blanket and laid down on the couch. I don't remember after that. I woke up at 2 in the morning in bed... Other than being in excruciating pain, I was super confused. It took me a minute to move an inch. I eventually managed to get out of bed and moved back to the couch.

Zoey came out this morning rearing to go. She went from one toy to the next. Now she is laying next to me, I think she is warn out like me. I'm trying so hard to make this post sound good. If my sentences are choppy and confusing, I'm so sorry. haha. I'm sure many of you understand. One of those, zombie days. My brain doesn't want to function today. My body doesn't want to exert any energy. Thankfully, I had enough energy to coffee.

So, is it going to be a lazy day? Yes, it is. I'll get up for Zoey, but that's about it.

And, she wants to get a bath.. So, that means I need to wrap this up and get her cleaned up.

Busy Sunday Rants

Happy Sunday!

That is a bowl.. on her head..
I don't know either...

Morning:

It has gotten to the point in my pregnancy, where I have to get up in the middle of the night and move to the couch. The pain in my hips and pelvis are almost unbearable. Not being able to sleep on my stomach, because there is obviously a baby in there. I can't lay on my back too long, because my back starts to hurt and I start to lose my breath (even sleeping with two pillows). My only option are my sides. Back and forth, back and forth. It is a lot of work moving from one side to the other, while pregnant a lone. Then you put pain in the mix...

Men or women who have not been pregnant... Imagine if you over worked yourself and your core muscles are weak and sore. Now lay in bed switches sides every 30 minutes.

In the end, it is all worth it, because here in about 10 weeks (I'm sure I'll deliver at 37-38 weeks), we get to meet Connor, our sweet baby boy.

Right now, I'm sitting on the couch, looking up at the TV and back down at the computer screen. Zoey is on the arm of the couch playing with my special Minecraft figurines, that Josh got me for Christmas and my birthday. I can hear her pretending the "baby" fell and got hurt, then the "mom" asking, "are you okay?", then the baby answering, "Yeah". It's the same thing every time she plays like this. I move my focus back to the TV, where Dexter is yet again trying to cover up his secret life.

Back to the computer, I start clicking at the keyboard again.

Afternoon:

You know.. I love making breakfast for my family, but it takes freaking forever!

My anger level is through the roof! We have been trying to get furniture over here for a few months now. We are so unorganized without that furniture! Well it is because Josh's dad has back problems, knee problems, and not to mention smokes 2 packs of cigarettes a day. He can't help carry everything up from a basement... and his brother? Well he had a heart attack and never wants to do any hard work now. BUT!! He can call up Josh, asking him to help build a shed... A SHED!

1. He is only concerned about his own stuff 
2. He asked at the last minute 
3. I had things to do today! I needed Josh here to help
4. Every time Josh goes over there, he doesn't return for hours.  

Ugh! Rants!

Evening:

Well, everyone is asleep now. Zoey played and played until she laid down for bed. Josh didn't get home until 10. I had a hard time staying on the computer today, everyone wanted me to do something and this post probably won't be up until Monday morning. Even though this was supposed to go up yesterday. OH! Which reminds me! I had my glucose test yesterday to see if I had gestational diabetes (standard test), thankfully it came back normal. I did notice that my white blood cell count was still high. It's been high for awhile! As in a year. We on earth could it be... It is a lot higher when I am having one of my infamous stomach "attacks".

So.. So gross!

Josh told me that he is going back to his brother's after his physical therapy appointment. He probably won't be home until 10 again... Oh well.. He's going to do what he wants to do, I don't control him. 

Bedtime for this lady. I want to be up on time to get back on a normal post schedule. Just a disclaimer though, this blog is still new and I'm still trying to find a rhythm. Bare with me until then. The schedule is not set in stone yet.

Editing will be tomorrow morning.

Saturday Rambles

Happy Saturday! I have been super busy all morning dealing with a layout situation. It looks like I'm going to have to contact google about it. Thank goodness for coffee! I would have cracked and chucked the laptop out the window lol. I took a little break to make Josh breakfast and do dishes. It feels nice getting stuff done in the morning.

I'm so surprised that people still follow me on here, although I'm sure it's because they forgot this was even a thing. To be honest, I had really bad depression. I would start something, get discouraged and then quit. I expected everything to fall into my lap in a heartbeat. Silly, girl! I'm happy to report that I am on happy pills. But I will get into more of that in a dedicated post.

For the last week, I have been searching and searching for work online and I can't find a thing! You either have to give money to make money (because that's not questionable or anything) or you have to go through so many hoops just to get a few bucks every month or so. I have looked into general transcribing, which looks very interesting. I have to work on my typing speed, they want you to type 60wpm and I'm only around 38wpm. So, that's not going to help until I fix that.

Josh and I both decided that putting Zoey in daycare would be pointless, seeing as how all of my paychecks would go to paying for said daycare. I've told him that I can get a third shift job if I need to, and he won't budge. That is why online work is best.

Seeing pictures like this makes all of my problems go away and lets me enjoy the fact that I have a beautiful loving family. These two are the funniest together, like they are the best of friends. This was the end of February this year, right before we got our house and right before I found out I was pregnant. Also, around the time we started getting closer to my side of the family. 

Now we try and see my family every couple months, we play games online with my dad and brothers. They are so supportive of everything we have done. We are all proud of Josh for all of the accomplishments he has made. He pushes through every day just to see us happy. And I try to pay him back by being the best I can be. 

Now I'm just rambling on lol. I will be putting up random posts daily until I get on a schedule. I have to get back to running in circles to get this problem fixed.

One more picture for you guys.