Ill start by saying im not a writer in the least bit. Nor am I a fantastic speller. Im blogging for the purpose of rambling and throwing all my thoughts onto one page to later look back on as memories. Actually, the true reason is because im VERY forgetful (ask my husband)! Im at a time in my life right now that I need to remember all the fun, exhausting, exciting things that have happened over the past few months and all of them to come.So please excuse and forgot all the grammatical and spelling errors that I promise will take place!

And so it begins....Derek and I are expecting our first baby boy in December! How did this happen? I can promise you we asked the same question! Over and over and over...

We got our very first taste of parenthood the first week in April! BUT not in a way that most of you would think. It was the week my twin sister was going to marry the love of her life in Vegas! It was April 1st, Derek and I had been up all night excitedly packing and getting ready to head to Huntsville Alabama to hop on a plane ride with the rest of the family. Letting the excitement ware off and finally asleep, It was then that I received the worst phone call I had ever received in my life from my mom...My dad is suffering a heart attack and was in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. I couldn’t get why her voice was so unbelievably calm. Was this an April fool’s joke? Had they been drinking? This is not funny in the least bit...My mom calmly said "Jessica, dad is having a heart attack." Seriously, I’m sitting up straight in bed screaming "What! He is HAVING a heart attack, Like in the middle of having one? NOT already had one?" I’m helplessly in Atlanta Georgia, four hours away. The first time anything bad is happening and I can’t be there. I won't go thru all the details of the horrible night but I will say my Dad was exceptionally lucky and did so well. Huntsville Hospital got him there so fast and perfect timing. They were so quick that they didn’t have to perform open heart surgery, only a few minor stints were put in. THANK GOD he is still with us.

My dad’s story, Jaime’s wedding and my pregnancy all relate...I promise! Because of this, my dad and mom could not be at Jaime’s wedding. Derek and myself along with my older sister and her boyfriend decided that we would take Addison (My sisters little girl) along with us. My parents were going to watch her the whole trip and since this had happened they were going to keep her back in Alabama. Jaime already has to go thru this day without my dad...having her daughter stay back and not be a part of the wedding would just add to the heart break. So here it goes, Full time parents with my three year old little niece on the way to Vegas! Not exactly what we planned...but a time we will never forget. I won't go thru the details of the trip but I have to add you in on one little detail....I bathed Addison every morning and did her hair, Derek was such an awesome help and we had a lot of fun playing parents for the most part. Even if it was in Vegas. When we returned "our" sweet child, Jaime realized something out of the ordinary. Addison’s breath smelt bad. I’m thinking, well...she was bathed every day and her hair looks good! But...she’s three years oldwhat do you expect?Its not like a three year old brushes their teeth. She later asked the glorious question..."Did you brush her teeth at all on the trip?" Derek and I just blankly looked at each other. "WAIT? Three year olds do brush their teeth?"

After the trip everyone decided we needed to be parents even if we didnt know three year olds brush teeth. WE didn’t think we needed to be parents just then. Although, we knew we would be great ones when the time came. We wanted another year before even thinking of becoming parents in the least. We love spending time together and are quite selfish with it. So having a baby soon was not an option in our selfish world. Several weeks had past...It was the weekend of our ONE year anniversary!! We had major plans to celebrate with a nice hotel, lots of whisky, a very good dinner down town and yes, more whisky. It was at dinner when I realized...This is weird I haven’t started my period. We (or the whisky) joked around that I was pregnant, because "like that would ever happen". I mean I didn’t feel pregnant as a matter of fact I even lost ten pounds. Aside from feeling tired I had no symptoms. BUT to ease our minds we decided that the next day we would take a test. ... ... ...

Sure enough, the stick revealed a positive sign. I actually wasn’t sure it was a positive to be honest. One line was really blue and the other that completed the "+" was very faint. I showed Derek and we came to conclude that we got a malfunctioning test. So I took the other one in the pack. Same thing. They both were beyond defective. I decided (to ease my mind) that I would go pick up the tests for stupid people "pregnant" or "not pregnant". I got home and tried out both of those stupid people tests...PREGNANT!!...ANOTHER defective one?? No, I walked into the kitchen showed my husband and did something most married women dont normally do, I buckled over crying scared to death. I think Derek even ran to the bathroom gagging (haha). On his mind: Finances. On my mind: The delivery. Those are very legit reasons to be scared, right? It literally took weeks for the pregnancy to set in and to realize what was actually going to happen and how much life was actually going to dramatically change.

So here we are nearing the end of the six, of the ten months. Yes, ten months. Forty weeks IS ten months. Where ever did this misconception happen?

We are expecting a little boy in December, named Britton Thomas! Now being use to the idea, we couldn’t be happier with the life changes that are about to take place. Although I was worried that Derek would never warm up to this strange thing called pregnancy (ha), he is having much more fun in the baby stores shopping, than I am! It’s heart warming to see his excitement and even better to see his eyes get large from surprise when he feels Britton Kick. This is a journey im so blessed to be going thru with Derek.