Oh So Painful

I never, ever, ever want to wake up again and feel the type of pain I recently felt.  It felt like brick was trying to push it’s way out of the hole in my behind, but it just wasn’t going to give way.  Talk about pain.  Although I haven’t been in labor yet, it definitely felt like labor on my backside!

It hurt to walk to the toilet.  It hurt to sit on the toilet.  I had to stop several times to make it downstairs.  After drinking a glass of water and eating some raisins, I tried to make my way into the downstairs bathroom. Slowly I sat on the commode.  Owwwwww!  I tried to push, but it hurt so much.  I started sweating.  I did lamaze breaths that I’ve seen on tv.  I turned on the fan in the bathroom. Nothing seemed to be working.

After about five minutes, the clouds in the sky parted and I felt the most exhilarating feeling in the world.  I never knew taking a dump would be such a freeing and refreshing feeling… ahhhhhh!

It’s a……..

The day has finally arrived.  Freaky Friday the 13th!  I was nervous 1) because we would finally see if we’re having a boy or girl and 2) it’s Friday the 13th so anything is possible.  I thought the doctor would tell us we were having twins!

It was a long afternoon leading up to our 2:00pm appointment.  Once we got there (15 minutes early) we waited for what seems like three hours.  At 2:30, the patient in front of us came out.  Although by then I was restless  and annoyed, once I saw the look on her face I was no longer agitated. You could tell that she had heard some pretty earth shattering news and tears had been shed.  Several members of her family were also there.  Although I don’t know who she is, I pray that her baby is able to recover from whatever ailments were seen.

Milton and I went back.  I drained water from my system (I went pee) and plopped myself up on the table.  She asked if we knew what we were having.  We said no.  So, she tried to take a look – and we instantly knew what we were having. Milton was overjoyed!!!  She did all of the other measurements on the baby and everything seemed to be going along well and baby Turner is healthy.

As soon as we got home we started coming up with a list of baby names, and the very next day we headed to Babies-R-Us to register for gender specific items.  Want to know what we’re having?  Watch the video!!

Baby’s TV Debut (weeks 15/16)

I received a phone call on a Wednesday from Keith Kaiser with WDRB in the Morning.  He heard I was pregnant and wanted to do a special on exercising while pregnant. It’s always fun to work with Keith.  And, although I had looked forward to sleeping in the next day, I woke up before the crack of dawn to meet him at my studio at 4:30am. Yes, you read that right, 4:30am.  We filmed several different segments and were on at various times between 5:00-8:30am.  It was my national debut of the baby bump and I can say baby did a pretty good job.

Although bump is starting to show, most people that notice it tell me I have the “cutest little baby bump”.  While it looks huge to me, everyone else says it’s all belly and all in the front.

I actually went to the doctor and she noticed my belly button sticking out.  She said that usually shouldn’t start to happen until the 20 week mark.  However, when she measured me, I measured correctly.  SO…. we discovered that I have a short torso.  What does that mean in baby terms?  It means that all of my baby weight and baby will go straight out from my stomach.  I don’t have much room to grow sideways.  That’s why when I am showing so early.  This makes me believe that I will be directing traffic with my stomach and he/she will have her own seat on a plane.

As long as the baby is healthy, I am happy.  We are supposed to find out the sex on Friday the 13th (yikes)!  Wish us luck!

Let the Numbers Rise

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 Let the Numbers Rise

I love fitness, I love helping people reach their goals.  I love trying to reach my goals.  But, right now in my life, although fitness/losing weight is in the forefront for everyone else – losing weight has quickly gone to the bottom of my list.

As of right now, I am almost 16 weeks pregnant.  If you ask my husband, he will smile wide and say that all of my weight is in my booty and that he loves every inch of it!  Although I don’t notice growth there, I am happy to see that my itty-bitty chest is now just itty.  The cleavage I never had it starting to peak out and make a special appearance.  B cup and (maybe) C cup here we come!

Although the doctor said it wouldn’t appear until about 20 weeks, the starter belly has started to draw attention.  And with the starter belly, has come extra pounds on the scale.  During the first trimester, I didn’t gain too much weight.  I ate about the same and worked out about the same.  But, over the past two weeks all of that changed.

For the first time in my 35 years of existence, I stood on top of the scale and viewed a number higher than I had ever seen before.  I was at a new all-time weight high. I screamed and whined, “Milton, I now weight127 pounds!” Without an once of worry or care he said, “Guess what? You’re pregnant and that number is going to grow even more!”

So my pity party lasted all of ten seconds.  I know that I am going to gain weight, a whole lot more of it, but this was just the first major baby step toward getting there. Don’t worry, I am not going to diet and I am not going to cry every time the scale number increases. It’s amazing to watch the transformation your body goes through all while knowing there is a little he/she Turner inside.  Each day I have these experiences, I find myself in more admiration for all of the mothers in the world.  Regardless if you’re a single mother, mother of eight or just one – you’ve made a tremendous difference in someone’s life just for the simple fact that you’re a mom!

Bellybutton Sighting

While sitting at a stoplight, I looked down and noticed that my bellybutton was poking out. And, not only was it poking out, but I could see “lint” in it.  So now I’m picking at my belly button while also being amazed that my innie is graduating into an outie.  Nobody told me this was supposed to happen.  Especially this early.  I have a feeling I’m going to have a big-o-belly!

The End of a Year

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The End of a Year

You know, each of us have good years and bad years.  I hurt for all the people this year that suffered tremendous loss through death, jobs or others means. For each person that is excited for this year to be over, there’s another person celebrating this year and not wanting it to end.

Although I’ve had my fair share of bad years, this was one of the best years of my life.  In early February I was able to walk away from a job that I didn’t find fulfilling and follow my fitness dreams. It was definitely scary to start something new and unknown but it’s a journey that I knew I needed to take.

In late April, I married a wonderful man.  He left his job in June and moved to Louisville to “bond” with his wife. In July, he left for five months of training.  Right before he left, he was able to visit my new fitness/Zumba studio and each day I was/am excited to help diverse groups of people meet their fitness goals.

Around the same time I started promoting a health and wellness product and met some amazing people in Louisville excited to transform their bodies.  Along comes October and Milton comes in town for a short weekend visit. He says “Let’s try to have a baby!” One week later I’m nauseated and tired.  Then there’s November and Milton is invited to go to Airborne school and conquer his own personal fear of height.

First week of December Milton finally comes home for good to work for two years in Fort Knox. Two weeks later we tell everyone the news of our pregnancy.  Christmas was spent celebrating our blessings and giving all praise to God.

With all of the blessings that we have received it definitely hasn’t all been easy.  Running a business is very difficult and often times stressful.  Being a newlywed away from your spouse can definitely be trying and it can be equally as trying to adjust to each other once reunited.  My shoulders have become stronger while being a tower of strength for those who needed me in time of need.  Doubts have been cast as to what path God really wants me to take. Curiosity and fear now linger and I hope our baby is healthy and that we can be nourishing parents.

But at the same time, my hands have become sore for applauding others in celebratory times.  My eyes have been open to new opportunities and new people.  My household skills have improved as I try to be a good wife.  My creative juices have started flowing and my heart skips a beat when I know I’m making a difference!