21 Years Young

A lot has changed in the past few days. With my 21st birthday just around the corner I realized things were changing. I grew up a raspy voice kid, a weirdo, very dependent and a mooch. I've traveled a lot of the world, I've attending many schools trying to find myself, I have my temple marriage and my prince charming, I'm in beauty school, and now I am 10 weeks pregnant. I not only LOVE change, but I embrace it. I'm the type to pack up and move across the country in a seconds notice. I can't stand having the same look for more than a few months. I hate animals, especially my families prize possession, Diesel, who ate my cat. I wish I could quit In-N-Out so I can paint my nails, and dye my hair fun colors.
Life comes with a lot of restrictions, but I've always lived life my own way. My mom and husband can attest to the fact that I think rules and laws apply to everyone but me. So now with a new chapter of my life, I am weirdly handling things well. It was a shock/exciting finding out I was pregnant, and we saw it coming but it was a harsh reality when Frank got laid off. Life is a puzzle, and when I put it all together I need a new me. So yesterday I got a fresh look, a spray tan and a new hair color, dark red. For the first time I was called a red-head! I've had more complements in the past two days then I have in years. I feel great with who I am, and where I am in life. I am so happy to have my little baby on the way and my amazing husband.

My pregnancy is going well so far. Last week was my roughest week, I threw up twice at school. Nothing like tasting your breakfast twice! My nausea is pretty much gone, which I love. I don't really crave things, I just see something yummy and I want it immediately. One night at home, Megan and I ate bacon, pickles, and pancakes for dinner = delicious! Megan needs to come live with me because it was so nice having her help. Frank thinks I'm just lazy (maybe I am, maybe I am not), and sometimes I can hardly get him to bring me a glass of water. There are husbands out there with no legs or arms, who would roll around to bring their pregnant wives water. I think being an only child makes things hard for him when it comes to understanding being pregnant, and what to do with kids. He never saw his mom go through a pregnancy and he never had a brother or sister to grow up with. (I think Frank got a sneak peak of my blog because he just poured me a glass of water.) Don't get me wrong, Frank does a TON around here, I just secretly wish he would do everything so I can sleep until September. He thinks it's making me a better person and stronger when I do things for myself. I think after being at school from 8-5 and work from 6-11pm I should do nothing. So I guess this is new for the both of us, and I can't wait to see what life has in store for us.

Here are some pics of my belly and my new hair color :)

 

PS: My b-day is Feb. 19th, I will accept cash, checks and presents through the mail. :)