Alan finally finished DENTAL SCHOOL! FINALLY!!! 7.5 years of marriage and he's done with school. What a relief... right? NO. It wasn't. Not only did we have less money loaned to us the last year of school, there are piles of fees- tests, certifications, and licenses to pay for, literally thousands of dollars. And then on top of that absolutely NO loans available for summer while we wait for things to process. Luckily Alan comes from an amazing family and they have a place for us to stay and loaned us money to pay our bare minimum- groceries, cellphone, my student loans, storage unit. So another person we owe money to. But we had no other options. Imagine having all the time in the world and nothing to do. That was our summer. A BIG blessing did happen. Alan was able to work for a week at Texas Property Tax loans- for my dad. The last week of June just happens to be the busiest for property tax loans. That paid our bills for a month. We went from Mid May- Mid August with out any money.
Tyler, Texas is our new home. Something about moving makes me want to cry. I really LOVED everyone I met in Dallas. I could stay in contact, but it's just so hard.... I have to replace all my Dallas friends with Tyler ones and that going to take a lot of time. If I use my time in the past- I'll never enjoy the present.
Grace was born February 3rd, 2014 at 2:50am at BIG BAYLOR in Dallas, TX. Exactly a year after I became a body pump instructor. The pregnancy was the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. I complained to Alan every single time I talked to him, to the point he stopped caring(because he was just so used to it). The last month of Dr appointments, I went to the appointment holding back tears, on the verge of begging them to put me out of my misery by inducing. Man, varicose veins are the pits. The birth of Grace was the happiest moment of my life. It's truly a blessing to sacrifice ourselves for another. I was able to convey a limitless amount of love. The pain and sickness I felt was worth it. I would do it again.... maybe.... in a few year. I was able to give birth pain drug free. Of course after, I didn't want to feel another ounce of pain so I drugged up. It was such a great experience.
Anyone who's has a baby knows how vivid the memory is of the birth. I still remember my first REAL contraction at 12:09am Feburary 3rd, it woke me up. We had gone to bed about 10pm and I had absolutely NO contractions that whole day. Waking up to that contraction at 12:09am, I thought "HOLY COW I'm in labor NO DOUBT'. I started to time contractions immediately...it went from 9 minutes, to 7 minutes.... to 5 minutes. The most powerful contractions ever. This baby was coming. After those 4 contractions I got up and frantically got things ready to leave... while Alan was sleeping. I texted our AMAZING friend Dani Emory and she came immediately. I told Alan we are going to the hospital ASAP so get ready. After feeling those insanely strong contractions, I needed an epidural. Luckily I wasn't against epidurals and the desire to get one led me to get to the hospital ASAP. We arrived at the hospital at 2am. I was checked about 20 minutes later and I was at 5cm, then I got up and went potty and saw lots of blood. This whole time I was begging for an epidural. So they started an I.V.. This possibly had pitocin in it- because after they started it, my water broke like a water cannon. Then I had an intense sensation to push, so the nurse checked me and I was a 10. Then the anesthesiologist poked his head in to see if I wanted an epidural, but it was too late. I was SCARED to death, the emotions poured over me. I started to cry. I can't do this, but I have to. It's time to push. The nurse pretty much delivered Grace because the resident in the room wasn't ready. It was an amazing whirlwind of events.
Grace is a doll. Emily and Aiden can't get enough of their little sister.
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