I guess to make up for the boredom Jerry and I went to see Cooder Graw and Kevin Fowler in concert one week that June of '06. We had a blast as always. I woke up the next morning and felt like death. I told myself NO MORE partying.
My friend, Amber, called me and I told her I didn't feel well and she asked me when my last period was. Good Question. I had no clue. I wasn't hungover, I was pregnant! I knew before I went and bought a test. I took the test, positive as could be and then I just stared at it for about 45 minutes. I was a little freaked out. Okay, I was a lot freaked out! This was not planned and I am a planner in all aspects of my life! I mean I am living in a 19 ft. camper and I am pregnant! Talk about feeling like trash. I was so scared that I called Jerry at work with the news, not quite how I envisioned telling him about the blessed event. He was shocked and really excited surprisingly. Okay, so we're having a baby.
It was hell being pregnant and living in that small camper. The smells of everything made me nauseous. I couldn't stand it when Jerry took a shower because the soap smell would gag me. We cooked tacos in there one night and I couldn't even eat them. It took a year for me to eat tacos again. I told Jerry after the house is built I am NEVER stepping foot in this camper again and I meant it. We sold the camper.
Our house was built in September '06 and our daughter, Bailey Renee arrived March 15, 2007. She was 23" long and was a heavy weight weighing in at 10.5 lbs. Couldn't have been better. She had a beautful nursery and a home, not camper, to come home to.
Everything happens for a reason.