Hello everybody!!!!!
My name is Kaprice, and my husband Kameron and I are currently expecting our first child together. This pregnancy was completely unplanned and unexpected, and even though Kam accepted it with open arms, I have to admit that I was very skeptic at first. However, I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. I was hoping for a little boy, well, more than hoping...I did everything but light candles and make a little voodoo doll, but God has a sense of humor, because Kameron and I are having a G I R L!

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My God I love and appreciate Kam so much...After having a sh*teous day, I took a 5 hour nap. (I don `t know how that happened) When I woke up, Kam had done ALL of the laundry and he made dinner for us. A full dinner, chicken breasts, cornbread, cheddar rice, complete with two veggies. And he had his shirt off. (whistling and stomping my feet like the horny wolf...well, minus the horny) It was like a dream, waking up to a man in the kitchen buttering cornbread. He didn `t burn any of the food, and he even put BOUNTY sheets in the dryer!! Its the little things that he does that goes a long way, I love him so much! He even DVR `d `Project Runway ` for me. I want to sing like Jill Scott, HE LOVES ME!!!
Well, I had too many entries on my page and unfortunately my disk space ran out, so I had to delete, delete, delete! I was reading over my previous entries and lol at all of the drama and crazy stories that I had. I feel like my life has done a complete 180, because everything is so calm and peaceful right now. I don `t want to jinx myself, but everything is going so RIGHT. My pregnancy seems like it has to be one of the easiest in worlds history. All of the aches and pains and horror stories that I `ve heard about being pregnant has skipped over me, thank God!!I `ve finally accepted the fact that I `m having a girl, and I `m actually excited about it now. Not to mention that all of my girlfriends are excited as well. I love my girlfriends to death!!! For some reason, since I `m pregnant, I expected people to forget about me and continue to live their glamorous lives. But when word got out that I `m expecting, I received so much support from friends and family. I have to admit, it makes me feel freaking special to know that my child is loved already by people besides Kameron and myself. :)I couldn `t have planned my life any other way. My classes are going well, Kam and I are doing wonderful...I know I `ve said this too many times before, but I am so thankful for my man! We `ve been talking about going to the Justice of Peace to get married and making it official, then having our ceremony in the Bahamas as originally planned. At first, I would be d*mned to do something like that, but now, it just seems right. We `re already living together with a baby girl on the way, we `re engaged and confident about our feelings for each other and what the future brings; it would feel so complete to be Husband and Wife when we bring our baby girl into this world. Whichever way the wind blows us, I guess...
Wednesday, 30 Jan
WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH MY BACK?? WHAT ARE THESE PAINS? MY NECK IS HURTING...IF I HAVE TO SIT IN THIS LAB CHAIR FOR ANOTHER MINUTE I `M GOING TO GO CRAZZZZZZZYYYYY!!! ARRRRRGGGAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!Jesus be a masseuse with some warming pebbles! I just feel so DISGUSTED RIGHT NOW!!!! WHEN IS THE WEATHER GOING TO WARM UP? My freshman year at Tuskegee, back in 01, I clearly remember Valentines day...it was nice and warm outside, and I remember standing on the yard with my friends, (and my bf @ the time came on the yard with a wack *ss gift...) I don `t even think we had jackets on. I remember it being so warm that day because I was in shock at the weather. Coming from Detroit, I wasn `t used to flowers blooming in February! Ok, enough of the nostalgia...I went to look at the 10 day forecast today, and it says its only going to be 51 degrees on the 8th...Global Warming my *ss, I `m tired of this weather!!! The warmer it gets, the prettier the clothes, which means the prettier I `ll feel. I can work with a solid white fitted short sleeved tunic, a great pair of skinny jeans (I `ve heard this myth about maternity skinny jeans), and a great pair of wedged Sandals from Aldo...throw on a couple of chunky bangles, a big satchel purse, and I `m GOOD...I have on the same top I wore a week and half ago people, and I `m feeling like a BUM. I refuse to buy maternity clothes for cold weather...spring is right around the corner, isn `t it? WHERE IS THAT GROUNDHOG? I want to hold a gun to his head. That sum-nuh-muh b*tch better see his got d*mn shadow when he pops out of that hole... What happened to my plans of being pregnant and sexy? I was supposed to strut around in my 4 inch stiletto `s with ease. My hair was supposed to remain flawless. I not only hacked my hair off, but I `ve been abusing myself by wearing a stingy nugget-like bun in the back of my head for the past week. I feel bloated and huge! I have the pleasure of observing the undergrad girls, with their knee high boots, skinny jeans, and fitted mock neck tops. I am becoming a hater, which is not good. Every slender chick that I see, I have a negative comment to say about her. I `m secretly loving their outfits on the inside... I am bitter. I am sour. Confidenceislacking...Arrrrgggg, I feel like standing up and SCREAMING right now!! I `ve been sitting in this computer lab all day, and I think my last ounce of sanity has left me. I keep rolling my stiff neck and huffing and puffing; I am so uncomfortable. I don `t even get a signal on my cell phone in here, I feel like a caged animal. I `m finally done with my lab reports, but then its research. Classes seemed so easy last week, where did all of this work come from?IwouldslaughterababyfawnforaMochaFrapp... You all will hear about me on the news...a pregnant woman was found running down I 85 butt naked with nothing on but yellow tube socks...I feel like I `m losing my mind...the sound of everybody `s keyboard, clicking away is magnified a million times...the buzzing of the fluorescent lights are so loud its almost deafening...if a pin were to drop, my ears would probably start to bleed.Eff this sh*t, I `m going HOME!!!! *grabbing keys, purse and books*Signing off.Put ya girl at the top of your prayer list! lol Monday, 4 Feb...part I
Zoe hasn `t really been moving for the past 48 hours...I `ve been to the emergency, where they rushed me to labor and delivery, strapped me in and monitored the heartbeat, and of course she decided to start moving. But today, of course she `s NOT moving! She usually pushes and kicks her way through the day, so I `m super concerned about this. How does the hospital know everything is fine just because of her heart rate? I `m trying not to think the worst, but I fear going into pre-term labor and having a still born baby. What if I can't carry my baby full term? People can say, "yes, my baby was born at 29 weeks, but he/she's healthy and doing fine now..." BULLSH*T. I'm sorry, but there is no such thing as a healthy baby born that early. They make look ok, but wait until its time for them to go to school, and you wonder why your child is failing 6th grade math. Ok, that was really rude and mean for me to say, but I can't apologize for how I feel!!! How can doctors say if the baby isn't moving normally to go directly to the hospital, yet once you get there, they tell you everything is fine? What do I have to do to get an emergency ultrasound in this place?? So basically, I have to wait until I see blood, am leaking fluid, and d*mn near dying for them to even give me at least a cervical exam? This is what a PPO gets me??? I am not happy right now. Its so weird that when I first discovered I was pregnant, I wasn `t happy. Now fast forward 6 months later, and I `m going out of mind thinking that there could be a problem. Why me? I just want a healthy pregnancy. I was so scared and thinking the most ignorant things in the beginning, like, "What if she looks like her Dad?" or, "what is she has bad hair?" But now, I could care less if she came out purple with green spots, looking a splitting image of Kam, tough hair and all, as long as she's healthy, I'm HAPPY!!
My mood is so foul...I almost lost control of myself earlier on today and beat my dog with the remote after he tried to steal his dog snacks from the cabinet...Lord Jesus, FORGIVE ME!!!
ZOE MOVE DAMN*T!!! I WILL NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT YOU KICKING ME AND BEATING ME UP AGAIN! JUST KICK AND PUNCH LIKE YOU USED TO DO! ARRRGGAAAHHH!
Monday, 4 Feb...part II
Well, I bogarted my way for a doctors appointment today!*applause for Kaprice*To make a long story short, they decided to give me my glucose test while I was there first, because the doctor claimed there was a lot of sugar in it and that should get Zoe to start kicking. Then, if she didn `t move, they `d do a non-stress-test. It took me 5 minutes to drink that horrid stuff...let me say I hate orange pop, and thats exactly how it tasted. It was thick, sugary...ok, lets not relive that moment...About 15 minutes later, I felt nothing. So the doctor came in with the nurse and the ultrasound machine...and at this point and time, I was nervous as hell. Kam had left his job to meet me up there, and even he had the serious face... *Kam is the most nonchalant person in the WORLD* Right when they were about to squirt me with the cold unpleasantness, of course she decided to move. I `m thinking to myself, `Does my baby girl hate me???? Is she playing with my mind?! ` Once again, I `m sitting there with the most dumb expression on my face...the doctor decided to go and do an ultrasound anyway, and sure enough, she was in there just moving around and kicking. The doc said everything looked good, she `s surrounded by a good amount of fluid and she appears to be active. Translation: `Why in the F*CK are you in my office waisting my GOT D*MN TIME with this SH*T?! ` I refused to look the doctors in the face because I felt embarrassed, but I could literally feel their eyes roll...But of course, as soon as they left so I could continue my hour of glucose-filled fun, she stopped kicking. I CAN `T WIN!!!!!!!!Anyhoo, the glucose results came back normal, so no diabetes for me!! *thinking about that old man in the diabetes commercial* I feel 50% relieved. I just wish she would get back on schedule like she used to be. Oh, something that was super cute-my baby chillaxes with her legs crossed. She `s a little lady already!! Such a classy dame! lol! Kam said we should get her pearls ready because she `s going to come out the womb tossing her hair...*imagining my little dark brown baby trying to toss her little to no hair that she `ll most likely be born with...chuckling to myself* Tuesday, 5 Feb
Why is my attitude so foul??? I `m usually a happy-go-lucky woman, but today, my sweet Lord...I could slaughter a baby lamb and not give two lovely clicks about it. I feel like I was soooo happy just a week ago, but the masses must be against me...a dark cloud came rolling in, and its been raining on me and only me, all day long. I `ve been so nasty and rude to everybody today! I want to tell them sorry as soon as something smart comes out of my mouth, and start babbling about how I wish I could take a vacation and relax, but instead, the hair on the back of my neck stands on end as I secretly wish for somebody to reply to me out of pocket so I can raise all hell. I am bitter, and I have no idea why!!! This is not me!! I `ve never been the `attitude chick `, EVER. Everybody has been getting the side eye of doom from me. Poor Kam is also a victim of the wrath of Kaprice. Why am I unhappy? Zoe is finally moving again. My hair is finally growing out of this wretched haircut, Kam and I are going to Atlanta this weekend to go shopping...My health is good, the bills are paid...its starting to warm up outside. I `ve been asking myself the same question all day, WHY AM I IN THIS FUNK?! I need a vacation d*mnit!! *disgusted sigh as I log off the computer to go to my next lab*
Thursday, 7 Feb
:)I love Kam, he always make everything better!:)Saturday, 9 Feb
One Word...M I G R A I N EI had a break down because I didn `t want to take any Tylenol. Kam called the nurses hotline to get reassurance it was ok, and basically put me on a guilt trip until I swallowed the pills. I felt better for two hours, but now my head is starting to hurt alllllll oovvvveeeerrrrr agaaaaaiiiiiiin. My first trimester was flawless. However, this 2nd trimester??? Ehhh, not so much. We were supposed to be in Atl right now, shopping our little hearts away. But now I `m sitting here with the card, e-shopping online. :( I feel like somebody pulled a 1-2 hit-her-quit-her on me while I was sleep and punched me in my head. The frustrating part is that I have so much work to do tomorrow...I hope this migraine goes away! Now, this is the part where I ask myself, why am I sitting here on my laptop with my eyes squinted and the tint turned down? I have an addiction to the internet. Perhaps being on the computer too much isn `t helping my migraine at all. I `m going to take a 48 hour vacay from the internet, and give my eyes and my head a rest...Monday, 18 Feb
Once again, the squirrels are singing Zippity-Do-Da and little cherub angels are sprinkling pixie dust from the clouds. My funky attitude that I `ve had for the past month is finally over!!!
*mass applause*
Spring is officially on its way, and I was finally able to find some `decent ` maternity clothes. I realized that if I look like crap on the outside, I `m going to feel like crap on the inside. I was so uncomfortable!!! It took me longer than others to realize:
* my body is growing, get over the cute little panties and bra `s and buy some DRAWS.
* Even though I can manage to get my old jeans up around my waist after 10 minutes of struggling and hopping around doesn `t mean that they should still be worn.
*Wearing sweat pants and Uggs everyday, complete with a scowl on my face was taking its toll on me.
I REFUSED to buy maternity clothes for the winter! Yes, I `m cheap, and no, I have no problem with that. Thank God its warming up outside. I need to promise myself that I will never put myself in a jogging suit again. *giving myself a hug*Well, for the most part, most of my discomfort seems to have passed, besides the occasional crippling cramps that shoot up and down my thighs. I `m finally receiving the rumored `burst of energy ` that you `re supposed to get in your 2nd trimester. How odd, since I `m a couple days away from my 3rd trimester...but better late than never I guess. I feel so bad, because I `ve realized that I `ve been putting Kam through hell. PURE hell. I know he was probably starting to dread coming home from class and work, and seeing me sitting on the couch, scowl on my face, waiting to b*tch and complain about ANYTHING. (leaving the lint in the dryer, drinking all the kool-aid, leaving his little curly hairs in the shower...the list was endless, I complained and argued with him about EVERYTHING) I `m not sure if he `s mastered the art of ignoring me or counting to 10 every time he heard my voice, but he `s been awesome throughout all of this. Seriously awesome. He wakes up at 6 am to fix me breakfast Mon-Fri so I won `t be late for class, and he also cooks dinner every night. (I `m fully capable of cooking, but...I just don `t want to) Our colleges are 25 minutes apart, (he attends Auburn University and I attend Tuskegee) but one day, I was close to having yet another mental breakdown on campus, and he drove down to Tuskegee and comforted me, and sat with me in the library while I finished my work. He rubs my feet and my back, and he doesn `t complain. *Even though I `ve caught him giving me the side eye of doom from across the room a couple of times...* I don `t want to take advantage of his niceness and be this evil pregnant woman, so I told myself that I `m going to cater to him for the whole week. Ok, 1/2 the week...ok, up until Tuesday night...*sigh* I `m not quite sure how long that will last, but I `m going to try! He deserves some kind of award, seriously, for putting up with me and my complaining. I `m sure that even though he knows about `hormones`, and in his mind, pregnancy=b*tchiness, it still confuses him when he wonders why he `s dodging my Blackberry being chucked at his head every other day. Bless his heart! Also, my mother, who `s great at giving advice in her own way, told me `Kaprice, that man is good to you, so don `t emasculate him. Treat him like the good man he is. Because I bet you there are a lot of lonely women out there who `d be happy to treat him good... ` As old fashioned as it sounded at first, her words made LOTS of sense to me. Because I know if Kam decided to say, `you know what, f*ck you and your attitude, I `m OUT! ` I `d be laying on the bathroom floor, face covered in tears and nose full of snot, chest heaving, and hugging one of his shirts. I have a good man, and good men are very hard to come by. I `m extremely lucky. Thank God, and thank Kameron. :)
Friday, 29 Feb
I, Kaprice, do solemnly swear that I will never eat seafood gumbo from a little 2x4 cabin called the `Creole Shack ` *it literally looked like a shack* EVER again in my LIFE!!!! Thank God spring break starts tomorrow...Saturday, 1 Mar
I decided to delete the original entry because every time I would read over it, I'd get angry. I don't want to be reminded of others ignorance. The bottom line is this-Kameron and I are blessed. We had our lives planned out to finish grad school first, then marriage, then kids, but instead our lives made plans for us. I mean, what can you honestly do when God knocks at your door with a miracle? We could either run from it or embrace it, and we chose to do the latter. I will not hang my head in shame that my child was conceived out of wedlock. I am extremely proud of the relationship that Kam and I have because I know that a love like ours is rare. I know this may sound corny/or wack and so cliché, but our love for each other increases as each day passes. I am PROUD to say that Kameron is my fiancé, because he is an awesome, true man. I know that he will make a great father, and I will be a terrific mother. Together, we will make awesome parents and raise Zoe to the best of our ability. So, if some people would rather focus on the fact that Kam and I do not have a wedding certificate YET instead of focusing on the positive, then so be it. I can't control how people think/feel, and honestly, I don't want too. I have more important things to lose sleep over...like laying in bed feeling Zoe disrespect the hell out of my ribcage! lol! I can't even be mad at the people who have negative things to say during a time so beautiful like this. In fact...I feel kind of bad for them. Who wants to be a bitter old hag? *shrug* Ahhh well!! ;)
Friday, 7 Mar
I never thought I `d say this but...I `m tired of being BORED!!! This has been the loooongest week off in worlds history. My car hasn `t moved since last Friday, LITERALLY. Its been in the same spot because I haven `t been ANYWHERE. I never thought the day would come where I `d actually MISS going to class!!!
Anyhoo, I had a doc appointment last Monday. I weighed in at a whopping 163 lbs. What in the fu...??? How did that happen?! I don `t feel 163, but then again, what does 163 feel like? What does it LOOK like? I `ve been planning on taking some `do you think I `m big for 29 weeks? ` photos, but I `ve been too lazy to stand in the mirror and take snapshots of myself.
*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*
An idle mind is also the devils workshop. Once again its been War of the Roses around here. Kameron gets on my GOT DAMN NERVES!!! Can we start the nursery already? Why haven `t we decided on which insurance company we will go thru for our child? What exactly is our financial plan?? Wait, we don `t HAVE one? So today I realized that we `re just walking around like blind bats in a cave. We have a baby coming in 11 weeks or less. Its crunch time!!!! We haven't even decided on what we're going to do for daycare...Lord Jesus...DAYCARE.
*opening up a can of worms*
I cried my eyes out for a good hour today and threw up my fajita because the thought of putting my INFANT in daycare made me have a lightweight panic attack. I am so close to being finished with school that dropping out or putting it on hold would be a slap in the face. But my baby comes first. Kam and I are both in school, and Kam also has a job. My days are also long, from 8 am-6 pm, NOT to mention study/thesis time. I can't strap Zoe on my back and take her with me to class. I deal with hot lasers and melting plastic. So its pretty much like, what other options do I have? I am scared to take her to a baby sitters house. I've seen that episode of 20/20 too many times where the Nanny is spanking the hell out of the defenseless little baby who can't even sit up straight yet. I don't trust people to keep my child other than my mother, who is all the way in Michigan. Then, there is daycare...just a bunch of kids, running around...how will somebody be able to pay attention to all of Zoe's needs when there are 20 other infants there? The second my baby comes home with ring worm or some other infectious disease is the minute that I will be featured on an episode on "Snapped" on the Oxygen channel. I know its too late to say my "shoulda, coulda, and woulda's" because I'm obviously pregnant now, but d*mnit...I felt so guilty today because I questioned why didn't the morning after pill work for me...then I suddenly felt extremely guilty. But I can't help but to agree whole heartedly that planning is CRUCIAL before you decide to have a baby. I see some of these people on this page who are TTC, and they aren't married or living together, or the woman isn't working, or worse, the fast *ss little broad is all of 18 years old, and I want to slap them in their heads and say WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING?! I really don't know what to do at this point. I know that I can either sit out on my last semester of grad school in the fall and wait until Kam graduates, or else we can put Zoe in daycare. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do, but I really, truly feel, in the depths of my soul that I will drop my child off at daycare...cry as if I'll never see her again...drive off sobbing uncontrollably at the wheel, then bust an illegal u-turn in the middle of the street, narrowly escaping a car accident with a 96 Buick, burning rubber back to the daycare to go pick up my child, kissing her on the forehead and checking her for any signs of abuse/neglect. I am so blessed to have a child on the way but I digress...this pregnancy has happened at the ABSOLUTE WORST TIME FOR US. :(
Saturday, 8 Mar
What `s a pregnant woman to do???
Kam and I live in a little college town in Alabama. Before I was pregnant, there weren't a lot of things to do, besides going out to eat, the movies, or going to what the people of Alabama define as `a club `. But now that I `m pregnant, there is nothing, and I mean NOTHING for us to do!!!
I refuse to be around smoke, so that cancels just about all house/frat parties. Plus, I `m 24 going on 25 years old. What in the hell do I look like partying with the undergrad folks who `s idea of fun is getting high and completely drunk? I don `t even know anybody who `s in undergrad anymore, because everybody that I knew has graduated. :( All of my girls are long gone from this sad, sad, town.
I REFUSE to go to the club. I don `t care, I WILL NEVER BE that pregnant chic who `s in the club trying to have a good time. What happens when/if somebody decides to start shooting, and I `m trying to stop drop and roll on the floor of some dirty club? No thanks! There will be no drinks and two-stepping for me...
Kam and I decided to go through our previous purchases the other day, and the amount of money spent going out to eat was incredible. No seriously, we should really invest in stock in Red Lobster and O `Charlies!!! Even though going out to eat is a nice break to get out of the apartment, we have a generous amount of food at home. Plus, I can only look at the same license plate on the wall of Applebee `s before I go crazy!!!
Then, its the movies. *sigh* Last night, even though Kam and I were barely speaking, we still had our date night and went to the movies to see 10,000 BC. First of all, the movie was STRAIGHT garbage. I managed to talk straight through the whole thing! That movie was a complete waste of our time. But then, what do you do when there is nothing else playing thats worth seeing? We `ve seen all of the new releases and I `m tired of making it a Blockbuster night. So I repeat, WHAT IS A PREGNANT WOMAN TO DO?!
I feel so bad for Kam, because he seldom goes out with his friends. When he gets off work, he `s here with me. I know sometimes he just wants to go out and hang, but the image of me sitting on the couch looking pathetic probably makes him feel guilty.I WISH WE WERE IN A REAL CITY!!! Dave and Busters! Medieval Times! A Tyler Perry Play!!! ANYTHING!!! The closest REAL city is Atlanta, which is two hours away and one hour ahead of us. Kam doesn `t even get off work until 9 pm. So by the time we make it out there, everything would be closing, just for us to turn around and make the two hour drive back. *sigh*
So now, its 7:43 pm on a Saturday night, and its me, the laptop, my Pomeranian, and Zoe. Even Zoe must be bored, because she `s barely moving at all. I `m fitted in my pajamas, and I haven `t even taken my hair rollers out ALL DAY. THIS IS TORTURE!!!! I `m going to catch cabin fever in a minute and go crazy. Every time I put on my yellow tube socks, that means that a touch of crazy is settling in my soul...Tuesday, 25 MarWELL, the Baby Shower was awesome!! All of my relatives that I was worried about ended up coming, and put on a good facade at playing overly happy to see me and my belly bump. My girlfriends even flew in to see me, and a couple of them even cried which made me feel super emotional, but I held in the tears because I didn `t spend 25 minutes at the Mac counter for NOTHING, got-d*mnit! lol! It started at 3, and the last person didn `t leave until around 9:30. We played about 2 games before it turned into a mini-family reunion, and everybody decided to go off and have their own conversations amongst themselves, which didn `t bother me one BIT! It was weird to see people come up to me, screaming, scaring the sh*t out of me (you know me, I `m jumping back, thinking a spider is behind me or something), and coming up and rubbing on my stomach. I came to the conclusion that when it comes to stomach rubbing, I VOTE NO! Kam did a good job with all of the nosy people, who basically grilled him on his whole life story about a million times.
We got everything we needed at the shower: a brand new 2008 Dodge Charger, the 3 in 1 crib, the stroller/car seat/changing table/glider...we got all of the big items, but we didn `t get DIAPERS or BOTTLES! But hey, I `m not complaining!! Thats less money coming out of our pockets. I know that sounds so greedy to say, but its true! I remembered Kam and I got into so many arguments because I thought it was extremely tacky to put the big ticket items on the registry. But hell, tacky or not, we got them all! But the main issue that I have is: WHY DON `T PPL BELIEVE IN GIVING GIFT RECEIPTS?! We got the same `Princess ` onesie at least 10 times...duplicate play mats and swings...I wonder if some of those were recycled gifts. Hmmm???
I have to upload the pics to the computer! We `ve been back since Sunday evening, but honestly, I `ve been super busy. April is right around the corner which means I have deadlines, research that is due, preparations for finals...I miss the days where I could sit in front of my laptop all day and watch reruns of Project Runway and FOL 3. *sigh*So if I `m not on here that often anymore or doing my updates on the regular, everything is all good. Lets just say that my midterm grades were NOT that deal, and I need to bring a couple of D `s up to a passing grade! Hmm...lets see, what else, what else, what else...I `m so scatter brained right now, I `m trying to figure out if I left anything out.
Well, I can admit that I was doing a lot of stressing and crying before the shower, and a lot of worrying...all for nothing! One thing I realized is that EVERYTHING, and I do mean EVERYTHING works out for the best, ALWAYS. All you have to do is keep the faith, and if there is a will, there is a way! Ladies, just sit back and realize how blessed you are. Don `t reflect on everything that is/maybe going wrong in your life. Instead be greatful for what is going RIGHT! I `m not really a religious person, but God is good, all the time. All you need is faith! xoxo
Sunday, 30 Mar
COOTIES!!!!
Somewhere between Michigan and Alabama, I caught the cooties. It started off as a sore throat, then turned into a full fledged case of tissue up the nose/skin peeling around the nose/eye watering/muscle aching/phlegm coughing/fatigue/loss of appetite DAMNATION!!! Its been like this for the past 4 days, and last night, I finally broke down and took some medicine.
PLACEBO PILLS!!!
Tylenol extra strength Cold and Flu, yes, they owe me some money. That stuff didn `t work at ALL! I awoke this morning at 4:27 am to a burning sensation on my lip. I guess all of my mouth breathing (since I can `t breathe through my nose) dried out my lips, and caused my LIPS to split!! MY BOTTOM AND UP MY UPPER LIP IS SPLIT!!! I look like a crack-head, ashy lips are NOT the business! So now its 6:54 am, and I `m sitting in the living room watching YET ANOTHER ANTM marathon. I feel like sh*t. Its been so BEAUTIFUL outside the past couple of days, and I `ve been sitting inside like an evil miser. HOW LONG WILL THIS HELL LAST?!! I am miserable...poor Zoe, she `s probably ready to give me her walking papers. Tuesday, 1 Apr
HERE COMES THE BRIDE!!!!
I remember a while back, I did an update about how I refused to have a shot-gun wedding, and I didn `t want to get married at the Justice of Peace, and how I wanted this big, elaborate ceremony in the Bahamas.
HA!!!
Funny how some things can change in a matter of months!! So here `s the deal:
I take marriage very seriously. I do not believe in divorce. When the vows are given, you say `for better or for worse, in sickness and in health `. So, lets say if I was to get married and my husband cheated on me. Would I stay with him? Or, if he developed a gambling problem and bet all of the kids ` college tuition money away. Would I run to the nearest lawyer, or stand by my man and go to counseling together? There has never been a man that I `ve met that would make me answer yes to any of those questions until I met Kameron. Since this is a pregnancy site, I won `t get all mushy and go on and on and on about Kameron. But he is an awesome guy, and I feel BLESSED to have him. The connection that we have is dynamic!
My pregnancy has altered the plans on the location and style of the wedding that we wanted to have. However, Kam asked me why should the pregnancy change us getting married sooner vs later. I looked down at my huge stomach, and automatically my response was, `I don `t want you to feel like you have to marry me now just because I `m pregnant! `. I `m not going to lie, when he proposed to me in December, the little devil on my shoulder asked me, `Is he doing this just because you `re pregnant? ` Everything that Kam has done to benefit me since our conception date, that little devil has sat on my shoulder and asked me that question. Of course, Kam always responds, `Kaprice, if I didn `t want to marry you, I wouldn `t bring it up. If I didn `t want to be with you, I wouldn `t be here. If I wasn `t serious about us, then a ring wouldn `t be on your finger. If I wasn `t ready for that next step, you would still be my girlfriend. ` To him, its so simple, like night and day. So I started to think...can it really be that simple? So one day, I was on a friends page on this site, and I came across a quote that changed everything. It read:
`I dreamed of a wedding of elaborate elegance, A church filled with family and friends. I asked him what kind of a wedding he wished for, He said one that would make me his wife. `-unknown
So of course my emotional *ss was sitting on the couch with tears in my eyes! Love isn `t easy, in any way, shape, or form. But d*mnit, its simple! We love each other, and we want to be with each other for the rest of our lives. Its a huge damper when we fill out the insurance documents and doctors forms, and when I write Zoe `s last name, she has the same last name as Kameron, but mine is different. I am engaged, yet when I fill out legal documents, they `ll only acknowledge you as being single, married, or divorced. As I look at it, we `re already a family. So d*mnit, why not make it whole, 100%? Yes, we `re going to do the d*mn thing!! We were going to go to the JOP next week and have a little small ceremony, but then my parents and my siblings said, uh-uh!! They weren `t going to miss it for the world, no matter how small the ceremony is going to be! I told them most likely it `ll take 5 minutes, but they didn `t care. I can `t lie, that made me feel super special. *warm fuzzies* SO, everybody is getting their tickets together. I `m happy! :) My family is almost complete, and I can honestly say we are 100% ready. It sounds so odd saying that...my family. My child, my husband, and I...*giggling* I `m about to marry my best friend. God is good, all the time. DAMNIT SOMEBODY HAD ME A KLEENEX!! :)
Sunday, 20 Apr
I'M A MARRIED WOMAN NOW!!!!
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