Just a little amount of time left until the New Year.

There is only a little bit of time left until the New Year, and Christmas has just past. The worst thing you can think of happening around the holidays is losing a loved one. On Friday, December 28, Gram Hutch died. Unfortunatley, when it comes down to something like this happening it forces the family to make decisions as a group... One thing that they have never been very good at. Even when it comes to something like this. One reason why most of the time, I stay away from the family when decisions are made. Not many people realize that another year has passed and that a brand new one is about to begin, along with a fresh start. The start of a New Year brings upon tons of opportunities to better yourself in many different ways. I declare that this New Year is going to be the start of change. The start of a better life for me and baby.
I have another ultrasound that is coming closer and closer, on Wed Jan 2. I'm so nervous about what I'm going to find out yet excited at another opportunity to see my baby and get a 100% look at if baby is in fact a girl or a boy. But most of all to make sure that baby is healthy and if she/he does have club foot, that we are prepared for it so we can treat it and fix it right away.
After all of this is done and over, the ultrasound and wake on wed, and the funeral on thursday, hopefully everyone will be okay again. And I will be able to get my life on track again. Unfortunately there is one other person I'm a little concerned about, my father. When we were celebrating christmas, he said that when he doesn't eat enough sugar he gets major migranes and feels sick. Also he was just doing work he normally does lifting 2x4's and he tore a muscle in the upper part of his left arm. Just makes me a little more concerned about him knowing that he is getting older and still thinks he's 30. Apparently he has a doc appt on Jan 9th to get checked out.
Hopefully everything will go alright though.

The day after Christmas.

The day after christmas is different for many some get to go back to work and some get to have a vacation for as long as they want... I however was not so lucky returning to the world of call center for a cable company is not what you would call a great thing to look forward too. Everyone with their brand new laptops, computers, and HD tv's. And when they say I want it installed today or tomorrow and you say I'm sorry, but I can't get someone out until after the first of the year they threaten to disconnect their service and want to speak to a supervisor. I walked into work today and I took 67 calls. 42 of them went that way... a customer not getting what they wanted when they wanted and then requested a supervisor.
And imagine how you would feel if you recieve a call from your doctor in the middle of your shift an hour and a half before your lunch, about results from your ultrasound that need to be discussed. And when you call them back you have to wait again. For them to call you back. And when they call you back they say that when they examined the ultrasound pictures they found that my baby (90% girl 10% boy ultrasound tech wasn't totally sure she had her legs crossed) may have club foot which is where the baby's feet are curved to the inside so they have to walk on their ankles and it can cause serious defects and handicaps in the babys life if not treated. My doctor informed me of this and suggested that I go to another ultrasound a "target ultrasound" so that they can take a good look at the feet to see if she/he does in fact have Club Foot. I couldn't help myself I automatically thought I did something wrong. And as it turns out the leading cause of ClubFoot is genetics and exstacy use. Which I never have known to have it in my family, and I have never once in my life touched exstacy.
So imagine my enjoyment to get out of work and see Mr. Builder waiting to pick me up from work. Greeting me with open arms and a offer to go on a date. I went home and got ready and saw National Treasure 2. It was a great movie I encourage anyone and everyone to go and see it. So yeah a pretty big day today.

The Beginning

Being a 19 year old is hard enough but how about throwing a baby into the mix? It gets a little hectic especially when you make a few wrong choices to begin with and get your self into a little financial trouble. Well, finding out your pregnant in mid September 2007, when you don't have a home of your own and your 19 and spending crazy with your money, its not the greatest surprise in the world. Especially when you realize that the only reason you find your self with the father of the child is because of the child. And when leaving that person takes more out of you than you would ever think but gives way more back that is benefical. Finding myself in a rut I turned to the only people that I ever felt I could really trust, my sister and her husband, and my father. Admitting that I had a problem was the first and easiest step in the process of changing my frivolous ways of spending and going out. Well with the help of them, paying off debt isn't just a dream anymore its my reality. Now almost debt free, the bad car purchase I'm having to deal with and make my payments on, is the only thing I really need to pay off. I'm now 18weeks and 3 days along in my pregnancy and I have my ultra sound appointment tomorrow. I'm going to find out what I'm having so its easier to plan ahead and I don't have to have everything in yellow or green. I've felt my baby kick already, and quite frankly it has me changing alot of things in my life knowing that there is going to be a screaming bundle of joy in my life come mid May. Its probably the best incentive I've ever had to turn my life around knowing how bad that sounds that I would need something this dramatic to do it... but the overall point is its changing my life for the better and most of all its made me realize who I truly love and can count on in my life. Mr.B has been a major part in my life since shortly after I moved to Rochester in 2005. He's been there for me thru it all and been pursuing me the whole time. It took me this long to realize it but I wish I wasn't so dumb before and be so afraid of commitment with him. (figuring too much of a good thing will always go bad) However better late than never, we are now together (finally) and happier than can be. I stayed with him for a while after everything happened. Then after awhile moved in with my sister, and her husband and my two nieces till late march early April so I can save up money. More updates will be soon too come.