Thursday, February 2, 2012

Triggers

When we lose something life forces us to move on. However life also leaves us with triggers. Things that remind us of the person we lost. When my Pappy passed away it was older men with baseball caps. I would see one and they would remind me of my Pappy. Even after years passed, I would still be reminded of Pappy by that trigger. There are others too however that's the major one.

For David anything baby reminds me of him. Even seeing babies make me tear up. But there's one particular trigger that really gets me going. That trigger is oranges. I never paid much attention to oranges before David was born. But now whenever I smell them I start to tear up.
The reason for this trigger is from December 18. That night is the night we lost David. As soon as they placed him in my arms I smelled a strong odor of oranges. It was beautiful to me. That destinct smell hit me right between the eyes. Me and my family held him for hours. Later on in the night the nurse came in and asked me if I wanted to give David a bath. She said she likes to give parents the option of doing things with their baby that they never did or would get to do. That included giving David a bath. But I said no, he smelled like oranges, and I wanted to keep it that way. To remember him with that smell. She said she liked that kind of thinking and left us to hold him some more.

My husband eats alot of oranges. More than he used to. I asked him once if it was because of David's smell. he said no, but I think he might eat them for that reason subconciously.

Now if anyone asks me what my favorite smell is I say oranges.


pregnant with David at 25 weeks

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Love at first sight

I remember the day my husband and I went to get our first ultrasound of David. I was so excited. I couldn't wait to find out if I was having a boy or a girl. We thought it was a girl for the first part of my pregnancy. My husband, he wanted a boy. We were going to have a gender reveal party after the nurse gave us the gender. She put it in an envelope and we took it to a bakery and they made the cake blue. So that way when we cut open the cake we knew what we were going to have. It was alot of fun.

Anyway the moment I saw David's picture on the ultrasound screen. Moving around like his father, I knew it was a little boy. I took the pictures home to my mom and said I'm pretty sure it's a boy. Look. She agreed with me. Not to long after we found out it was indeed a little boy.



The most perfect boy ever.

I love that boy. I have since I found out I was pregnant but I grew even more in love with him after I saw his perfect face. 

February

Today is February 1st.

I absolutely hate February. To me it feels like the longest month on the calender. I know it's not. I know that technically it's the shortest month. However, all the coldness and yuckiness makes it drag on. Once we get through February though I'm ok.

March 1st is my favorite day. I always jump out of bed with a smile on my face and say "woooh hooo february is over."


This is what I hate about February. I do not think snow is pretty. I think it's cold and gross. Luckily this winter has not been to bad here in Indiana. And today it's actually 54 degrees out. I hope it stays this beautiful. However I doubt it will because, well lets face it, it's February, and February has a way of disappointing me.