Introduction (or whatever you want to call it)

The day I found out I was pregnant was the most terrifying day of my life. As much as I would like to say that my boyfriend Christian and I couldn't have been happier, I can't. So I won't. 

Gosh, why did I wait so long to write about this stuff? 

Anyway, from what I remember it was scorching hot outside that day (what summer day in Florida isn't?) I had been thinking it may have been a possibility but who am I kidding? I'm invincible right? Not. 4 pregnancy tests later I was proved wrong on the whole invincible thing. I don't know why I didn't think to pee on those little magical sticks sooner. My uterus was practically screaming "BABY ON BOARD" in my face. Nausea, check. Vomiting, check. And might I add that I puked rather gloriously in front of my boyfriends boss in the parking lot of Chipotle. Period? Nope! Nowhere to be found. My breasts also felt like The Hulk was attempting to rip them off. Fun stuff. 

My boyfriend was working when I peed on those suckers so here I was freaking out at my friends parents house until he got off..at 10 that night. Pretty sure I shit my pants for a good 6 plus hours. 

We cried together. That is one thing I am so grateful for, I didn't have to cry alone about it. We both knew our lives were changed drastically in a matter of seconds and we both knew we were no where near ready for this sweet, precious, little life we had created. Then again, who the hell is? I'm not going to go into extreme detail about everything right now so, long story short, I went psycho hormonal bitch status (aka pregnant, yes pregnant women should be locked in a room with a personal chef and masseuse) C and I parted ways about 6 months into my pregnancy, we had minimal contact up until the night I went into labor. I went into pre term labor about 7 months in and thankfully, the amazing team of doctors and nurses were able to keep my baby in my uterus until he decided to pop out on his own at 40+3 weeks. April 4th, 2014 is the day my life began. The day I found out what it means to love. The day I will never forget. Landon Gavin Chambers was born at 1:23 pm weighing 9 pounds 7 ounces and measuring 22.5 inches long (yes, I delivered vaginally and without complications, GO ME!)

I now have a happy and healthy one month old.

He has an amazing daddy who loves him to pieces.

I couldn't be happier with how things have been going. As for C and I's relationship? We're working on it, taking it one day and one step at a time. 

Now it's time for me to go shove some food in my mouth while baby boy is milk drunk and passed out in his crib.