{baby making}

As most of my really close friends will know, I was born to help people and born to be a mother.  God would not have given me such big and beautiful hips if motherhood was not in His plan!  I have been ready to start having babies since the day that David and I got married!  As for David, not so much.  So, last April, David decided that he was ready to start trying....not just practicing....to have a baby.  Little did David know, I am a Fertile Myrtle!  It would not take us years or months to get pregnant, it took one, very calculated, day!  For me, this was beyond exciting, I had been praying and wishing for that day for a long time.

I took several at home tests, all different brands, and they were all positive.  For our anniversary last year, David and I went camping on Cape Lookout National Seashore; that is where I showed him all the positive tests.  Needless to say, he was stunned.  He didn't really show much emotion either way.  (Which made me nervous, of course!)  David had been under the impression that it would take months to conceive a child.  :) Oops!  Not so much honey! 

[David reading to the belly!]

Thus began the journey of pregnancy!  First the ravenous hunger began.  So intense.  There were some days at work where I would eat my breakfast, my lunch and all of my snacks before 10AM!  I could not get enough food in my body!  Once the hungry beast phase passed, then began the 'bloating' phase.  I was starting to gain a little weight and it only looked like I was bloated!  My pants were all getting a little tight but I wasn't big enough to rate maternity pants yet.  I secretly would unbutton my pants at work while sitting at my desk and pray that I remembered to button them back when I got up!  After my belly began to grow, other body parts followed suit....my feet and my boobs! 

David and I took a 'baby-moon' to the west coast; we drove from San Francisco to Seattle!  During this trip, we had to go to a Ross so that I could buy bigger tennis shoes to hike in, because in only a few days my feet had outgrown my current shoes!  After that growth I began to have muffin top of the bra!  How embarrassing!  David and I had to go to a Target so that I could buy a bra that was 2 times bigger than what I was.  I literally went from having apples to having cantaloupes! 

Enough about that!  I was getting along fine and decided that my medical care would be handled by the Naval Hospital aboard Camp Lejeune.  This was the best thing that could have ever happened.  After a few visits with various midwives, I found the one.  R.M. (as I will call her for now) was the one for me.  I was having some "southern issues" and went in for some tests.  After being poked, felt up and swabbed, RM came in and said, verbatim, "Your vagina is trying to grow bread!".  I died laughing, tears in my eyes, I knew she was the one for me.  Who knew that a simple yeast infection (common during pregnancy) would be the thing to bring me the best midwife ever.  From then on we would text, all times of the day if I needed and grew the best patient/provider relationship that I could have ever dreamed of.

Pregnancy was good for me, physically, medically and emotionally.  I enjoyed myself and can't wait until the next round! 

Stay tuned for the next blog entry.... L&D!  Ah!  So rough, yet so worth it!



"I prayed for this Child and the Lord has granted me what I asked of Him".  -- 1 Samuel 1:27

{workin' mama}

To work or not to work, that is the question.

Seriously....I have a mental conflict happening.  I have always seen myself as a working woman; I feel that I was put on this earth to help people.  My jobs and professional goals have always been to get to an end result that I am helping the greater good of humanity.  Prior to giving birth, I worked at a 911 center.  I REALLY loved my job, circumstances and pregnancy came to a head and I ended up putting in my resignation.  (NOT something I was happy about...)  I am now in the position to go back to that 911 center and continue to doing good.  This is where the conflict comes in; do I continue my path as a stay-at-home mom (SAHM) or do I become a working mom?

Internal dialogue to continue as a SAHM ::
   - I LOVE my son, he is the cutest little human I've ever seen.
   - I worked REALLY hard to create him and might as well continue to help develop his little brain.
   - David is able to provide enough where I don't have to go back to work for the money.
   - I don't want to miss out on his 'firsts'....of anything!
   - I enjoy my son and his is a happy little camper 98% of the time.
   - I know what he is doing at all time.
   - I know that I provide his safety and don't have to worry about others handling him.
   - He is my very best little friend.
   - I can also hang out with my dog, Goose, all day!
   - I exercise more at home since I have time.
   - I can watch morning talk shows and drink my coffee as long as I want to.

Internal dialogue about being a working' mama ::
   - I am helping people.
   - I am using the professional side of my brain.
   - I have adult interaction!
   - I feel like I can make my workplace a better workplace.
   - I am putting my 2 degrees, 6 years of college and thousands in student loans to good use!
   - I am GOOD at what I do...that profession isn't for everyone and I feel like I'm one of the few.
   - I do like the extra money, even though I have to pay for childcare.
   - My child will get the social interaction of childcare.

I could really go on and on about both aspects!  It really is one of the hardest decisions I have made yet in life.  I could fight that one is better than the other, but at the end of the day, I must choose.

I have decided to go back to work on a part time basis for the moment.  I will try it out and see how it goes!  I can see myself as a very successful business woman one day, making a difference in the world AND I can also see myself as a SAHM, raising babies to be good humans.  It's a tough choice and I guess I will learn.  But, hey, it's better to try and hate it than to have never tried at all....right?



"Hope that when you jump, You don't fear the fall."  -OneRepublic

{back at it}

Well, hello!?  I'm back!  Actually, it's me and some new additions to my family!

So, I know that I have not been blogging for a while, but I am in position in my life to begin again!  As a stay-at-home mom, I have a lot of time to think and very little adult interaction, which means I have no one to share all of my thoughts with!  Even though blogging doesn't normal create feedback or responses to my thoughts, at least it's an outlet for my crazy brain!

I have A LOT to say (per the usual) because A LOT has happened in my life since the last time we spoke.  I, now, own a house, have the most beautiful rescue dog AND a child!  My husband is stateside (still a US Marine) and as good looking as ever.  :)  Future topics not only include my daily thoughts and honest feelings, but such things as getting pregnant, being pregnant, giving birth (whew!), being a new mom, work vs. motherhood, my midwife, breastfeeding, unhappy people, weight, non-tangible goals, and the name change of my blog.  Sorry fellas, this blog will be geared towards my fellow ladies; but, feel free to read and gain a little insight into a women's mind!

So....why the name change in the blog?  It used to be called "Pure Honey" and I still believe that was an accurate reflection of my life during that chapter.  This blog began as a waterfall of thoughts from when my husband deployed and how I dealt with life daily.  He is my 'honey' and all my words were true emotions in written form.  It was, and still will be, based on my life and how I view the world.  "The BeeHive" now refers to my family as a whole!  We have grown from 2 to 4 members and that changes a whole lot of a lot.

Stay tuned for entertaining reading and an in-depth glimpse into my world.




"Don't count the days, make the days count."  -Muhammad Ali