Hi Everyone! I am a mother to two beautiful kids and a beautiful stepdaughter. My son is 11 years old and my daughter is graduating High School and turning 18 years old on May 26th! My stepdaughter is 10 yrs old.

I am pregnant with a little boy and he is due May 23rd and scheduled to be born by c-section on May 15th! My boyfriend and I are very happy and very excited to see our son soon!!! we are naming him Tristan ( I love that name!) Michael Edward ....(Michael after my father who I lost to cancer 3 years ago and Edward after his daddy)...soooo the baby's middle name initials spell "me!" We both never expected to have another child and so when we found ourselves pregnant despite using protection we were suprised and shocked at first and now as time draws near for our sweet little baby boy to arrive we are getting nervous and a little scared but the excitment over having a new child in our lives to love and thats part of both of us brings us so much joy!

My boyfriend Dwaine and myself. We met on myspace and were best friends by e-mail and phone for two years before we met in person at his family's annual camping trip..we met and knew we were meant for each other. Our first night together after we first met was the most romantic night of my life. We sat cuddling under the stars talking about everything and anything, because we had just met face to face he had promised me he would be a total gentleman so he did not even try to kiss me! I kept wishing he kiss me but he kept his word and later we both confessed how bad we had wanted to kiss. The next time we saw each other we kissed and and it was magical! Our relationship started off from friends to being in love! He is my best friend, my love, my everything and has been there for me through everything! He has been the most caring, most patient man though this whole pregnancy even know I drive him crazy, keep him up at night when I cant sleep!

~My belly at 33 weeks~

~belly at 35 weeks~

I am bad at taking pics! haha

~my son and myself~

~My daughter~

~Baby Tristan~

~My belly at 36 weeks~

~me before I was pregnant~

~me at 36 weeks , my son took this pic and I look dorky! haha~

~ my belly the day before Tristan was born~

Tristan..Born May 15th at 8am by c-section. he weighed in at 6 pds and 10 oz.

Austin kissing baby brother

proud daddy!

Big sister holding baby Tristan

~MY BIRTH STORY~

My births story is actually kinda boring..nothing dramatic like giving birth in hospital parking lots of being in labor for hours. I was already scheduled for a c/s because I had one 11 yrs ago with my last baby boy who was breech so when we found out that this baby boy was also breech it was kinda funny and we joked about me having breech baby boys coming out behind first and telling everyone to kiss thier little behinds! It's kinda funny to cuz dwaine read to the baby when he was inside me and he would lay his head to where we had thought the baby's head was only he was actually talking to Tristan's behind the whole time!

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I went in on May 14th for the pre-surgery appointment and after leaving the hospital started getting BAD BAD real contractions so we joked bout how maybe we would not have to wait till 7am to have Tristan, I was starting to get very very scared and very very nervous over the whole c/s thing and Dwaine kept reassuring me it would all be fine and he would not leave my side. I was so swollen I could not move my legs, miserable and we spent the day running around getting last minute stuff done for the baby.

We woke up super early on Tuesday may 15th and headed to the hospital at 6am......It was dark and I was getting contractions and starting to shake cuz I was so scared. We registered in and headed over to the pre-surgery prep area/recovery area to get started. They were super nice and took my bp and vitals then lead us to a room where I had to put on a awful blue hospital gown and some ugly white surgery socks, I felt soooo scared and kinda wierd and asked Dwaine to go ask if I could at least keep my bra on..nope cuz the gown was all I was allowed to wear so we sat in this super cold room, me with no makeup and this huge ugly gown that was too big. My surgery nurse came in and she had make up on! No fair so I am telling Dwaine thats not fair and could he go get my make up bag and he is just laughing at me cuz I am so nervous and even telling him I dont want to do this and Tristan can just live in my belly which gets Dwaine joking around about singing Happy Birthday and having all these first baby events focused on my belly!

Sooo then they tell us my white blood cell count is too low and that they have to redo my blood work......sooo while we are waiting the nurse comes in with the IV lady who is also super sweet puts some special IV thing in my hand cuz my veins are very small and they roll, then we get a visit from my anothesoloigist( spelled wrong) and he is cute! He is soooo nice and goes over what the worse that can happen with a spinal tap and how it is done and says,"dont worry mama I will take care of you" which really does not make me feel any better. Every one is sooooo nice and they are all talking me through everything and I am thinking the whole time, "they say this crap to everyone" cuz I have been there and been the one saying the same crap to ppl who are scared. My doctor comes in and says my last lab results must have been a lab error cuz my count is fine so lets go have this baby.

SOOO then Dwaine has to go so they can do they spinal tap and get me ready, he is going to "suit up" and then they will bring him in the room when it's time. They wheel me on this bed through the hallways and I start crying cuz I want Dwaine, we go past ppl checking the scudule board and into the sugery room and I really panick then till I see the area where they clean the baby up and the little blankets ready for him all folded up nice and neat on this little warmimg table so I tell myself "I can do this, Im going to see Tristan in just a few minutes"

They have me sit up on the end of the bed with my legs dangling and talk me through the spinal tap, I am hunched over hugging a pillow and worried sick this is gonna hurt, The anotheslogist is talking me through, telling me what he is doing and I felt a very sharp pain shoot down my spine when they put the numbing stuff in first, then I get a contraction and they ask me if I feel this and I tell them no, cuz I am getting a contraction and they laugh cuz I guess whatever it was it was suppose to hurt...they keep asking me to tell them when my legs feel warm and It takes a few minutes so then I worry what if It does not work or it wears off before they get done which gets me crying again and I am asking where Dwaine is. They then lay me down on the operating table and I cant feel my body, they put a cathadar in and get everything ready and I am more worried that I am naked from the waist down laying there and everyone can see my twat....I kept asking for Dwaine and start to panick cuz I want dwaine and they say he is coming right now,, we have a chair for him right here, so they hang these sheet up and the nurse says Im am not going to strap ur arms down unless you decide you wanna help the doctor then I have to ........sooooo Dwaine comes in all suited up and Idid not reconize him till I looked at his eyes and he is right there kissing my tears away and talking to me, calming me down and saying how much he loves me and its almost time to see our son.

I cant see or feel anything and I actually think ,"what if there was a fire and I cant move then I think dwaine will get me out" I hear the doctor laugh and say " this is a boy all right and they are laughing cuz as they are pulling him out behind first he takes his first bm.

We heard him cry first, both Dwaine and I bust out in tears...the crying turns to screaming and they bring over Tristan and he is MAD..he is screaming at the top of his lungs and waving his arms and legs. they give him to Dwaine to hold and Dwaine is crying and he holds Tristan down to me and say, you did good, its almost over, look how beautiful our son is and he kisses me cuz they are taking the baby upstairs and Dwaine has to go while they finish the whole surgery thing.

SOOOOOOO my anethesoligist( my spelling is bad and gets worse! haha) is talking to me and I ask the doctor is he done yet and he askes me if I want the rush job and laughs sooooooooo I lay there and I can feel but I cant, I felt my body go up but did not feel it, it was the strangest thing and I prayed to just be out of there. then I felt like someone is sitting on my chest and I panick and my anetheologist tells me its ok, relax and take a deep breath and he is telling, "ur doing good mama" so then I relax and I look at the clock and think about Tristan and how I wanna see him again and hold him, they call from upstairs and the nurse tells me he weighs 6 pds and 10oz which is a good weight and he is 19 inches long..she laughs and says he is the talk of the hospital cuz he is being called "the baby with the lungs" and everyone is going up to maternity to see this tiny baby who could scream so loud for so long! Tristan screamed the moment he came out, all throough his check, he screamed down the hall, in the elavator and all the way to the maternity ward..he finally stopped screaming when dwaine got to hold him again the fell asleep in Dwaine's arms.

Then I get to go to recovery and they moniter me and ask me every 5 seconds if I can feel this or that or move my feet which I cant...then I finally can feel my waist and even know my bp is very low 72/50 they are not worried cuz it was low when i went into surgery so they wheel me up to recovery and Dwaine is waiting right there by the doors, he been waiting for me the whole time after they took the baby to be all checked out.

I held Tristan and gave him a bottle and looked in those beautiful eyes and fell in love......it took my legs about an hr to wake up then after 3 hrs the nurse came in, took the cathader out which I did not feel at all the whole time and it did not hurt coming out either and had me sit up then walk to the bathroom, Dwaine never left my side in that hospital, he stayed the night and made arrangmenst for Austin to spend the night at his brother's house, helped me to the restroom, he put my slippers on, helped me shower, took care of my personal needs, held me, wiped my tears, loved me and was soooo supportive through everything! Told me he was soo proud of me for getting up out of that bed, helped me sit and stand, tricked me into eating, he is beyond awesome and he still is sooo supportive, he is super dad and takes such wonderful care of both me and Tristan, he now kisses my tummy and says the kisses will make it feel better and heal, he tells me I am beautiful when I feel like a fat cow, he holds me when I cry and am in pain. I love him with all my heart and he is my everything besides my kids.

TRISTAN AT TWO WEEKS OLD

TWO WEEKS OLD..SOUND ASLEEP!

A HUGE SMILE AT 4 WEEKS OLD!

4 WEEKS OLD!