Well...BRANDON CAN NOW FEEL THE BABY!!! It is so fun to watch his face as he feels what I have been able to feel for a week now. We have a fighter in there! She is working against all the odds to stay "cooking" and she is making it known that she is doing well. She is one active baby. Of course, it's usually only as I'm trying to fall asleep that she decides it's time to play with mommy's insides! :)
So, things with Mallorie seem to be okay!
My liver is still doing crazy things. All my lab results come back weird, not sure exactly what the means, except that my doctor tells me she's worried about my liver function. I know absolutely NOTHING ABOUT LIVERS, or any organ to be honest, so this is a fear I can't calm because no one seems to have any answers. One of the most frustrating things is having my doctor say, "You labs came back abnormal again, so the next time you're in we're going to take some more blood and run them again." WHY?!?! We've done this three times now! What is another bad lab going to change? Can't we figure out what to do now??? For everyone saying how important your blood is during pregnancy, people sure like to take mine! Brandon says we should start charging instead of us having to pay every time they take it from me, they have to pay me to have it! hehehe
So, for now we wait. Next week, more blood drawn. More labs. More results. Next week we should also set our induction date, and find out more about bed rest (depending on my liver function).
Thank you all so much, again, for your prayers. They have been such a comfort!! :)
Friday, December 21, 2012
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Completely Scared...
Most of you have probably been following me on Facebook, and that is what has brought you to our blog today. To find out what in the world is going on with me and this baby inside of me.
Honestly...I'm not 100% sure myself.
I have had severe pain and discomfort my entire pregnancy. I had to leave work one day to be rushed by my husband to the emergency room once, and ultimately had to quit my job because I can't stand for longer than about 1 hour without coming into severe abdominal pain.
Each time Brandon and I bring up the pain to our OBGYN she just puts it off as normal pregnancy pain. But, I truly don't believe that is what the pain is from.
I was originally told to go on a fiber gummy supplement because she said the pain was caused by my bowels. Then, the next appointment I was told to get on Prilosec OTC because the pain was caused from a hole in my stomach. I am currently 24 weeks pregnant and still throwing up on a regular basis. Every single person that I talked to during the first trimester said not to worry the 2nd trimester is beautiful and the throwing up stops, and it just goes uphill from there. Well, I'm calling their bluff. This has been such an emotional struggle for me and Brandon. There is nothing that seems to help with my throwing up and nothing that helps with the pain.
Well, at our last appointment on Decemeber 5th, I was officially diagnosed with chronic hypertension. Which, is fancy medical jargin for high blood pressure. Dr. Twelves informed me that high blood pressure during pregnancy can cause serious complications for both mother and baby. But, that mine isn't just from pregnancy, so it complicates things more. She has no idea why I have this. She told us that there is no reason for me to have high blood pressure. Said I am young and healthy and have the blood pressure of an older person. She informed us that the type of blood pressure I have only shows up in much much older adults. In her words, "old people".
I know it doesn't sound that scary, but it scares me. There are many things that can go wrong with chronic hypertension. You think that everything the mother has, the baby automatically has. Which, is almost always true. Except in the case of high blood pressure. If the mother carrying the child has high blood pressure, the opposite is going on for the infant, therefore causing the fetus to get short-sticked in the blood giving department. She says that the way the umbilical is contracting it is possible that Mallorie is not getting the sufficient amount of blood that she needs to grow correctly. And, along with that I am at an increased risk for preeclampsia, which is pregnancy problems related to high blood pressure causing there to be excessive amounts of protein in your urine.
At that point, on the 5th, Dr. Twelves informed me that not only would she not let me go past my due date of March 28th, but she doesn't want me getting too close to it. She told us that she will be inducing me early. 1 to 2 weeks, nothing too crazy, but enough to make sure that Mallorie is fully cooked, but not give my body too much time to screw things up even more.
I then had to have more blood drawn, and had to go home with a large jug that I had to keep all of my urine in for 24 hours, and then take back to the lab to get tested. We weren't sure why we had to do all of this, but we were willing. Whatever it takes to make things okay.
Brandon took back my "jug-o-pee" on Friday morning. The 7th. We let time pass. Especially since it was the weekend, we knew we weren't going to hear anything back for the next few days. I was still very uneasy and expressed my fears to Brandon who insured me that everything was going to be fine, and that Mallorie was just fine.
Mind you, at this point, we still haven't felt the baby move at all. For our last 3 appointments we have been asked about feeling fetal movement, and we have felt none. Which, our doctor says is odd, but she didn't seem too concerned about it.
So, Monday, December 10th, was Brandon's day off. We were being completely lazy. Woke up late, ACTUALLY FELT THE BABY MOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME (!!!!!!), had a late breakfast, which I promptly threw up, then decided at about 1 p.m. we were ready for a nap. We hopped back in bed.
Around 1:30 p.m. we got a phone call. We recognized the number, but weren't 100% sure where we knew it from. So, I answered it. Hesitatingly, but I did. The other end said "Aubrey, this is Doctor Twelves." And, at that point I knew something was wrong. The doctors never call. They always make their nurses do it. She continued to inform me that all of my labs had come back abnormal. My blood work showed that my liver wasn't functioning properly and there was far more protein in my urine than even she expected.
By now, I'm crying my eyes out.
She continues to say that there is a specialist at the University of Utah Hospital waiting for me and that I need to leave immediately to be on a 48 hour monitor to figure out what is going on. She then tells me that the reason I have to go to that hospital is because the hospital we have chosen to deliver at, Jordan Valley, doesn't have the proper equipment to deliver a baby prior to 28 weeks gestation.
Yeah, freaking out more by now.
She continues. (It seems like the blows at this point don't stop.) If the baby doesn't come in the next few days, I will be on bed rest for the rest of my pregnancy. 14 WEEKS!?!?!?!? With no friends around, and all my family with a life of their own I became even more nervous. My husband has a full time job that requires his constant attention. What are we to do with me being jailed up in our apartment. And....IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS?! I haven't even completed my Christmas shopping.
I call my mom once I'm off the phone and once I thought I'd caught my breath enough to speak. She informed me later that she couldn't understand most of what I was saying.
Then, we quickly went to my in-laws house where Brandon and my father-in-law administered a priesthood blessing on me before we went to the hospital.
Then, we were off. We got to the hospital in about 20 minutes, and were soon hooked up to blood pressure monitors and monitors on my tummy for the baby. They said they needed a urine sample for more tests and they'd also have to take more blood. UGH...I HATE NEEDLES!?!?!
We got an ultrasound while we were there so they could measure the baby and measure my fluids. The ultrasound tech said, to her, that everything looked fine, but that it wasn't really her place to say for sure. We went back to our room with smiles on our faces. Knowing that, for now, Mallorie is healthy and moving was enough relief for us at that point.
We went back to our room where they inserted an IV in.to.my.hand (OUCH!!!!!!!!!). I asked them why my hand and not my arm and they informed me that since I'd be there for so long the hand is less likely to be disturbed than is your arm. Okay. I'll take it. Plus, they wanted an IV port available just in case later on I actually did need an IV put in.
Seriously, an hour an a half later, my nurses come back in.
Blood tests and urine tests came back normal. My blood pressure had been perfectly stable and normal the entire time there. We could leave as long as we promised to make a follow-up appointment with my OBGYN.
As excited that I am that for now, everything is looking good, I am still very uneasy. We haven't gone back to the doctor yet because she is out of the office for surgery on Tuesdays, but we are trying our hardest to get it.
So, for now, we pray. And, we wait!!!
Thanks for caring and praying! :) It has been an extremely emotional pregnancy and it's been about all that I can take. We don't know why there have been so many complications, but we are just thrilled that for now, we're okay. And, even more importably, Mallorie is growing properly and she is healthy. :)
p.s. while we were in our ultrasound, we asked for confirmation. IT REALLY IS A GIRL!!! :)
Honestly...I'm not 100% sure myself.
I have had severe pain and discomfort my entire pregnancy. I had to leave work one day to be rushed by my husband to the emergency room once, and ultimately had to quit my job because I can't stand for longer than about 1 hour without coming into severe abdominal pain.
Each time Brandon and I bring up the pain to our OBGYN she just puts it off as normal pregnancy pain. But, I truly don't believe that is what the pain is from.
I was originally told to go on a fiber gummy supplement because she said the pain was caused by my bowels. Then, the next appointment I was told to get on Prilosec OTC because the pain was caused from a hole in my stomach. I am currently 24 weeks pregnant and still throwing up on a regular basis. Every single person that I talked to during the first trimester said not to worry the 2nd trimester is beautiful and the throwing up stops, and it just goes uphill from there. Well, I'm calling their bluff. This has been such an emotional struggle for me and Brandon. There is nothing that seems to help with my throwing up and nothing that helps with the pain.
Well, at our last appointment on Decemeber 5th, I was officially diagnosed with chronic hypertension. Which, is fancy medical jargin for high blood pressure. Dr. Twelves informed me that high blood pressure during pregnancy can cause serious complications for both mother and baby. But, that mine isn't just from pregnancy, so it complicates things more. She has no idea why I have this. She told us that there is no reason for me to have high blood pressure. Said I am young and healthy and have the blood pressure of an older person. She informed us that the type of blood pressure I have only shows up in much much older adults. In her words, "old people".
I know it doesn't sound that scary, but it scares me. There are many things that can go wrong with chronic hypertension. You think that everything the mother has, the baby automatically has. Which, is almost always true. Except in the case of high blood pressure. If the mother carrying the child has high blood pressure, the opposite is going on for the infant, therefore causing the fetus to get short-sticked in the blood giving department. She says that the way the umbilical is contracting it is possible that Mallorie is not getting the sufficient amount of blood that she needs to grow correctly. And, along with that I am at an increased risk for preeclampsia, which is pregnancy problems related to high blood pressure causing there to be excessive amounts of protein in your urine.
At that point, on the 5th, Dr. Twelves informed me that not only would she not let me go past my due date of March 28th, but she doesn't want me getting too close to it. She told us that she will be inducing me early. 1 to 2 weeks, nothing too crazy, but enough to make sure that Mallorie is fully cooked, but not give my body too much time to screw things up even more.
I then had to have more blood drawn, and had to go home with a large jug that I had to keep all of my urine in for 24 hours, and then take back to the lab to get tested. We weren't sure why we had to do all of this, but we were willing. Whatever it takes to make things okay.
Brandon took back my "jug-o-pee" on Friday morning. The 7th. We let time pass. Especially since it was the weekend, we knew we weren't going to hear anything back for the next few days. I was still very uneasy and expressed my fears to Brandon who insured me that everything was going to be fine, and that Mallorie was just fine.
Mind you, at this point, we still haven't felt the baby move at all. For our last 3 appointments we have been asked about feeling fetal movement, and we have felt none. Which, our doctor says is odd, but she didn't seem too concerned about it.
So, Monday, December 10th, was Brandon's day off. We were being completely lazy. Woke up late, ACTUALLY FELT THE BABY MOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME (!!!!!!), had a late breakfast, which I promptly threw up, then decided at about 1 p.m. we were ready for a nap. We hopped back in bed.
Around 1:30 p.m. we got a phone call. We recognized the number, but weren't 100% sure where we knew it from. So, I answered it. Hesitatingly, but I did. The other end said "Aubrey, this is Doctor Twelves." And, at that point I knew something was wrong. The doctors never call. They always make their nurses do it. She continued to inform me that all of my labs had come back abnormal. My blood work showed that my liver wasn't functioning properly and there was far more protein in my urine than even she expected.
By now, I'm crying my eyes out.
She continues to say that there is a specialist at the University of Utah Hospital waiting for me and that I need to leave immediately to be on a 48 hour monitor to figure out what is going on. She then tells me that the reason I have to go to that hospital is because the hospital we have chosen to deliver at, Jordan Valley, doesn't have the proper equipment to deliver a baby prior to 28 weeks gestation.
Yeah, freaking out more by now.
She continues. (It seems like the blows at this point don't stop.) If the baby doesn't come in the next few days, I will be on bed rest for the rest of my pregnancy. 14 WEEKS!?!?!?!? With no friends around, and all my family with a life of their own I became even more nervous. My husband has a full time job that requires his constant attention. What are we to do with me being jailed up in our apartment. And....IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS?! I haven't even completed my Christmas shopping.
I call my mom once I'm off the phone and once I thought I'd caught my breath enough to speak. She informed me later that she couldn't understand most of what I was saying.
Then, we quickly went to my in-laws house where Brandon and my father-in-law administered a priesthood blessing on me before we went to the hospital.
Then, we were off. We got to the hospital in about 20 minutes, and were soon hooked up to blood pressure monitors and monitors on my tummy for the baby. They said they needed a urine sample for more tests and they'd also have to take more blood. UGH...I HATE NEEDLES!?!?!
We got an ultrasound while we were there so they could measure the baby and measure my fluids. The ultrasound tech said, to her, that everything looked fine, but that it wasn't really her place to say for sure. We went back to our room with smiles on our faces. Knowing that, for now, Mallorie is healthy and moving was enough relief for us at that point.
We went back to our room where they inserted an IV in.to.my.hand (OUCH!!!!!!!!!). I asked them why my hand and not my arm and they informed me that since I'd be there for so long the hand is less likely to be disturbed than is your arm. Okay. I'll take it. Plus, they wanted an IV port available just in case later on I actually did need an IV put in.
Seriously, an hour an a half later, my nurses come back in.
Blood tests and urine tests came back normal. My blood pressure had been perfectly stable and normal the entire time there. We could leave as long as we promised to make a follow-up appointment with my OBGYN.
As excited that I am that for now, everything is looking good, I am still very uneasy. We haven't gone back to the doctor yet because she is out of the office for surgery on Tuesdays, but we are trying our hardest to get it.
So, for now, we pray. And, we wait!!!
Thanks for caring and praying! :) It has been an extremely emotional pregnancy and it's been about all that I can take. We don't know why there have been so many complications, but we are just thrilled that for now, we're okay. And, even more importably, Mallorie is growing properly and she is healthy. :)
p.s. while we were in our ultrasound, we asked for confirmation. IT REALLY IS A GIRL!!! :)
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Quite the Busy Little Couple
One of my favorite things to do is still just date my husband! I love just holding is hand as we walk somewhere, or just spending my Friday night with him. Getting all dressed up and actually putting make up on (which for the past few months is quite a miracle).
We have been quite busy making memories as a couple with our last few months! :)
At the end of September we went to the Ringling Bros. Barnum and Bailey Circus, but we arrived a bit early, so we walked around Temple Square for a little while.
They have a whole part on the building and construction of the SLC temple, and little bits and pieces of information about the town.
Brandon happens to be related to the main architect that helped design and construct the Salt Lake City Temple.
They had a little mock up of his office and a package even, so I could actually remember the man's name! hahaha Truman O. Angell
The last weekend in September (I think that's when it was) Brandon, Carla (our really good friend) and myself went to the Crazy Corn Maze in West Jordan!
Carla and I in the middle of the maze.
All of us outside. And, yes, those are the porta potties. We were waiting for Brandon when we decided that we needed a picture of us three.
We have been quite busy making memories as a couple with our last few months! :)
At the end of September we went to the Ringling Bros. Barnum and Bailey Circus, but we arrived a bit early, so we walked around Temple Square for a little while.
I love this man!
There were protesters outside the Energy Solutions Arena,but my favorite part was the grown man dressed as an elephant! AWESOME!
Piper (my niece) was born in the middle of August, and Piper the elephant was born around the same time!! hahaha
NOW...THE CIRCUS PICTURES!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE ELEPHANT COULD PAINT! HAHAHA
waiting for it to REALLY start.
da da da da dun dun da!
This one lioness named Princess seriously kept trying to attack the guy in there with them. They had to take her out of the circle, and then they just ended that portion. It was kinda scary.
The whole theme was "Dragons" and the whole time they were searching for the dragon. At one point you would see the eye, at another, the tail and then finally at the end...THEY FOUND THE DRAGON!
Hopefully we'll be going on some new adventures soon!!! :) Check soon for more updates!
Love you all! =)
All the rumors...
ARE TRUE!!!!
Brandon and I are expecting a baby! :)
We found out in mid July, and are due on March 28th, 2013!!!
We are not finding out the gender of the baby because we want the surprise. We want the fun. We want the guessing.
We already have names picked out for both genders, so that isn't holding us back!
There have been a few issues, just with me, thankfully. The baby is perfectly healthy thus far and things are progressing just as they should be.
We have only seen the baby at just over 8 weeks pregnant, so it was just a little blinking kidney bean! hahaha
But, we have the opportunity to see the baby again at the begining of November!
WE ARE SO EXCITED!!!
We didn't think we'd get pregnant the first try, but we are very grateful that we have this amazing opportunity to become parents.
Brandon and I are expecting a baby! :)
We found out in mid July, and are due on March 28th, 2013!!!
We are not finding out the gender of the baby because we want the surprise. We want the fun. We want the guessing.
We already have names picked out for both genders, so that isn't holding us back!
There have been a few issues, just with me, thankfully. The baby is perfectly healthy thus far and things are progressing just as they should be.
We have only seen the baby at just over 8 weeks pregnant, so it was just a little blinking kidney bean! hahaha
But, we have the opportunity to see the baby again at the begining of November!
WE ARE SO EXCITED!!!
We didn't think we'd get pregnant the first try, but we are very grateful that we have this amazing opportunity to become parents.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Feeling A Little...
So, we've officially moved!!! I am loving the new apartment and the opportunities that we now have before us with this new life!!! I truly am grateful for everything that I have, and still sometimes I feel so alone. I know Brandon loves me, and I will forever know that. But, sometimes I want other people to care, too.
I've just been feeling down. I want to see family, but I can't. I want his family to like me, but I don't feel they do. I want, I want, I want. And, yet, here I am. Just whining! hahaha
Have you ever had those days when you just cry, and you're not completely sure why, but well, there you are. Crying? Well, if not, count your blessings. But, today is one of those days for me. I was sitting watching A Baby Story this morning on TLC, and just couldn't stop crying. Those women were in so much pain, but it was pain with a purpose. They were bringing a life in to the world, and it's just a beautiful thing.
Then, I watched a video on YouTube this afternoon. BAM!!! Tears again! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XZ12nrz47U&feature=colike
It's by Lady Antebellum! One of my favorite bands in the past few years, and it just touched me. There is one line in particular that says, "I wanna touch a few hearts in this life, leave nothing less than something that says 'I was here'." WOWZAH!!!!
THAT IS HOW I FEEL!!!!
I wanna do something that matters. Something important.
Sometimes I feel like I am so looked over. I work at a gas station. I'm trying to pay bills and still live. I'm a newlywed, which so many people look at like a horrible thing.
But, I want to be important to more than just Brandon.
I want to touch someone's life.
I want to matter to the world.
I want someone to hear "Aubrey Buchei" and have it bring a smile to their face.
Random post I know, but the hubby isn't home for me to vent to!!!
hahaha
I've just been feeling down. I want to see family, but I can't. I want his family to like me, but I don't feel they do. I want, I want, I want. And, yet, here I am. Just whining! hahaha
Have you ever had those days when you just cry, and you're not completely sure why, but well, there you are. Crying? Well, if not, count your blessings. But, today is one of those days for me. I was sitting watching A Baby Story this morning on TLC, and just couldn't stop crying. Those women were in so much pain, but it was pain with a purpose. They were bringing a life in to the world, and it's just a beautiful thing.
Then, I watched a video on YouTube this afternoon. BAM!!! Tears again! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XZ12nrz47U&feature=colike
It's by Lady Antebellum! One of my favorite bands in the past few years, and it just touched me. There is one line in particular that says, "I wanna touch a few hearts in this life, leave nothing less than something that says 'I was here'." WOWZAH!!!!
THAT IS HOW I FEEL!!!!
I wanna do something that matters. Something important.
Sometimes I feel like I am so looked over. I work at a gas station. I'm trying to pay bills and still live. I'm a newlywed, which so many people look at like a horrible thing.
But, I want to be important to more than just Brandon.
I want to touch someone's life.
I want to matter to the world.
I want someone to hear "Aubrey Buchei" and have it bring a smile to their face.
Random post I know, but the hubby isn't home for me to vent to!!!
hahaha
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
GOOD NEWS!!!
We found out we've been approved for our new apartment!!! I am so so so stinking excited!! I have been unbelievably stressed trying to find a decent place for a decent price, and now we've got one!!! We put our deposit down on Friday or Saturday, and then we can get the keys on July 1st! I am so giddy! I will get to unpack everything and really make a home for Brandon and I!!!! YAY!!!!
Monday, June 18, 2012
For My Daddy
Yesterday was father's day! YAY!!! I love this day! I try my hardest to let my dear daddy know how much I love him on a regular basis, but in case I have failed, father's day is the perfect opportunity to do so in abundance. My daddy was my hero growin up. He was the man who could do anything. Open any jar, be any Santa (or tooth fairy), and throw me high in the air but never let me fall.
He was the man that I was sure I'd never grow too old for. And, I am beyond proud to say that I haven't. My daddy is one of my best friends. I tell him everything. Sometimes far more than he wants to know (especially about the girly stuff!!!). But, even when it's unimportant stuff, he's always there to listen.
When Brandon and I began dating, I was really worried about what my daddy would think. My daddy hasn't always been the biggest fan of the men I've dated, or have had any interest in. But, with Brandon, it was different. THANK GOODNESS!!! My daddy and Brandon became instant friends, and soon, when the time was right, my daddy gave Brandon permission to take me away. He gave him permission to be the new man in my life. The new priesthood holder in my life. The new man I take all my troubles to. The new one to hear all about my girly problems, although I don't think he minded giving that one up! But, it was hard for me. My dad had never met Brandon, and his willingness to let this almost stranger take his baby girl, made me love him even more. Although my dad didn't know Brandon in person, he knew me. He knew that I was, and am, madly in love with him, and was willing to let me go.
On the week of my wedding I was able to spend some time with my parents, just us, before Brandon came in to town and the festivities began. I knew there was one thing that I wanted before I was the married woman that I am now. I wanted a Father's blessing from my daddy. The last one that I would receive as his little baby girl Weatherholtz. Now, I'm not saying I'm not his little girl anymore, things just change with marriage. But, with everything that was going on during that week, I forgot to ask him. And, ever since I have regretted it. I know I will have more opportunites to get a father's blessing from him, but it won't ever be the week before my wedding again.
I love my daddy. Marvin William Weatherholtz. He was my hero before, and my hero still. In my eyes, he can move mountains. Or, at least a sectional couch with one arm. He has had a rough life, and has yet risen above it. And, not only has he risen above, but he is strong in the LDS faith, and has an amazing relationship with his wife, my mommy!
I love my daddy more and more everyday!
I am so grateful for the example that he was to me, and my siblings, growing up. Through his example I knew what a man could be like. I knew what love could be. And, I knew not to settle. So, I waited a little bit, and found the perfect man. A man freakishly like my father. But, my perfect man!
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!!! I love you so very much, and I hope you know that! =)
When Brandon and I began dating, I was really worried about what my daddy would think. My daddy hasn't always been the biggest fan of the men I've dated, or have had any interest in. But, with Brandon, it was different. THANK GOODNESS!!! My daddy and Brandon became instant friends, and soon, when the time was right, my daddy gave Brandon permission to take me away. He gave him permission to be the new man in my life. The new priesthood holder in my life. The new man I take all my troubles to. The new one to hear all about my girly problems, although I don't think he minded giving that one up! But, it was hard for me. My dad had never met Brandon, and his willingness to let this almost stranger take his baby girl, made me love him even more. Although my dad didn't know Brandon in person, he knew me. He knew that I was, and am, madly in love with him, and was willing to let me go.
On the week of my wedding I was able to spend some time with my parents, just us, before Brandon came in to town and the festivities began. I knew there was one thing that I wanted before I was the married woman that I am now. I wanted a Father's blessing from my daddy. The last one that I would receive as his little baby girl Weatherholtz. Now, I'm not saying I'm not his little girl anymore, things just change with marriage. But, with everything that was going on during that week, I forgot to ask him. And, ever since I have regretted it. I know I will have more opportunites to get a father's blessing from him, but it won't ever be the week before my wedding again.
I love my daddy. Marvin William Weatherholtz. He was my hero before, and my hero still. In my eyes, he can move mountains. Or, at least a sectional couch with one arm. He has had a rough life, and has yet risen above it. And, not only has he risen above, but he is strong in the LDS faith, and has an amazing relationship with his wife, my mommy!
I love my daddy more and more everyday!
I am so grateful for the example that he was to me, and my siblings, growing up. Through his example I knew what a man could be like. I knew what love could be. And, I knew not to settle. So, I waited a little bit, and found the perfect man. A man freakishly like my father. But, my perfect man!
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!!! I love you so very much, and I hope you know that! =)
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Thinking...
Sometimes I'm amazed at how much I love my husband. And, yes, that may sound odd. He's my husband, how can I be amazed at loving him. But, I don't know. I don't quite know how to express it. It's the little things about him that I am so stinking crazy about! The gap between his two front teeth. The way his stubble feels hours after shaving (I call it his sandpaper). The way it feels to wake up in the middle of the night, and realize that he's never let go of me all night long. The way he tears up when I'm crying, just because it hurts him to know that I'm hurting. The way he looks at children, longing for his own. The way he plays with my nieces and nephew, and his. The way he tickles me, even when I scream that I'm gonna wet myself! The way he does whatever he can for his family. But, mostly I love that he loves me. I've asked him before why he loves me, and he simply said, "Because I chose to."
There's a quote that has been in my parents house for as long as I can remember. It says, "I chose my love, and I love my choice." I feel as if that fits Brandon and I perfectly. I'm not a perfect person. I'm far from it, in fact. But, he loves me AND my flaws. All of them. And, I can only think of a few people that fit that description. And, for that, I love him even more every day. We haven't been married for long, but when I think of our life together thus far, I feel as if he's always been in it. I tell Brandon things that no other boyfriend, or even friend, cared about. And, who knows. Maybe Brandon doesn't care at all, but he is darn tootin' good at pretending he does!
He is my soul mate. He is my other half. He is the father of all of our unborn children. He is my husband. He is my best friend. He is the man that I want rocking beside me in a nursing home.
So, these things said. I miss him. Greatly. The last couple nights (and many before), I have had to eat dinner alone, and tuck myself in to bed. I know that I should be so grateful that he is so dedicated to his work, and I am. But, I do miss him. After a day of working 9 hours straight, I hate coming home to an empty apartment. And, I know that I'm being dumb. I can't get the best of both worlds. A man who is home all the time, and provides for me. But, ha! I'm allowed to be dumb. I'm a girl! And, a dang emotional one at that!
I was supposed to get off early today from work. So, Brandon rushed over to pick me up, and then my assistant manager informed me that she had changed her mind and I couldn't go home. I then had to go outside and tell my husband that he should leave because I wouldn't be getting off for about 2 and a half hours. It nearly broke my heart. I burst in to tears just walking out the doors of work. After barely seeing my husband for almost 2 days, not being able to leave with him when he was right there was just too much for the emotional child! hahaha
So, why am I writing this? To be honest, I'm not really sure. Except to have in writing and for the whole world wide web to know that I love my husband, Brandon Curtis Buchei. He waited years for me, and I am so grateful that he did. So, if I have to wait a few days, I guess I can do that, right? =)
There's a quote that has been in my parents house for as long as I can remember. It says, "I chose my love, and I love my choice." I feel as if that fits Brandon and I perfectly. I'm not a perfect person. I'm far from it, in fact. But, he loves me AND my flaws. All of them. And, I can only think of a few people that fit that description. And, for that, I love him even more every day. We haven't been married for long, but when I think of our life together thus far, I feel as if he's always been in it. I tell Brandon things that no other boyfriend, or even friend, cared about. And, who knows. Maybe Brandon doesn't care at all, but he is darn tootin' good at pretending he does!
He is my soul mate. He is my other half. He is the father of all of our unborn children. He is my husband. He is my best friend. He is the man that I want rocking beside me in a nursing home.
So, these things said. I miss him. Greatly. The last couple nights (and many before), I have had to eat dinner alone, and tuck myself in to bed. I know that I should be so grateful that he is so dedicated to his work, and I am. But, I do miss him. After a day of working 9 hours straight, I hate coming home to an empty apartment. And, I know that I'm being dumb. I can't get the best of both worlds. A man who is home all the time, and provides for me. But, ha! I'm allowed to be dumb. I'm a girl! And, a dang emotional one at that!
I was supposed to get off early today from work. So, Brandon rushed over to pick me up, and then my assistant manager informed me that she had changed her mind and I couldn't go home. I then had to go outside and tell my husband that he should leave because I wouldn't be getting off for about 2 and a half hours. It nearly broke my heart. I burst in to tears just walking out the doors of work. After barely seeing my husband for almost 2 days, not being able to leave with him when he was right there was just too much for the emotional child! hahaha
So, why am I writing this? To be honest, I'm not really sure. Except to have in writing and for the whole world wide web to know that I love my husband, Brandon Curtis Buchei. He waited years for me, and I am so grateful that he did. So, if I have to wait a few days, I guess I can do that, right? =)
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
About the Buchei's
Hello there world! I am excited to start this blog for my husband, Brandon, and I.
But, first a little bit about us!
Brandon and I have been married almost 7 weeks, and have enjoyed it immensely. We met through our church. We are LDS (mormon) and were both attending a congregation of only young single adults. We dated for about 4 months before getting engaged, and then were engaged for almost 3 months! We were married in the San Antonio LDS temple on April 27th, 2012. One of the amazing things about our marriage in the temple is that we are married for not only time, but for eternity. Our marriage will last long after we have both left this world! :)
Brandon works for Papa John's currently managing their store here in West Jordan, Utah. I work for Holiday Oil as a sales clerk out in Magna, Utah. I love my job! I love my boss and my co-workers and the people I get to interact with everyday!
I am from San Antonio, Texas originally, but I moved to Utah in late 2010 on a prayer (literally), and I will be forever grateful that I made that choice, and listened to my father in heaven.
(Here's one of our engagement pictures! More pictures from the wedding to come.)
But, first a little bit about us!
Brandon and I have been married almost 7 weeks, and have enjoyed it immensely. We met through our church. We are LDS (mormon) and were both attending a congregation of only young single adults. We dated for about 4 months before getting engaged, and then were engaged for almost 3 months! We were married in the San Antonio LDS temple on April 27th, 2012. One of the amazing things about our marriage in the temple is that we are married for not only time, but for eternity. Our marriage will last long after we have both left this world! :)
Brandon works for Papa John's currently managing their store here in West Jordan, Utah. I work for Holiday Oil as a sales clerk out in Magna, Utah. I love my job! I love my boss and my co-workers and the people I get to interact with everyday!
I am from San Antonio, Texas originally, but I moved to Utah in late 2010 on a prayer (literally), and I will be forever grateful that I made that choice, and listened to my father in heaven.
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