Pregnancy Brain

I thought it appropriate to title this blog "Pregnancy Brain" due to the fact that I am going to now try to recall events from the last several months and I'm not thinking it's going to be the easiest thing I've ever done. It seems that pregnancy causes a woman to lose her short and long term memory and a little bit of her common sense. Most of you know what I'm talking about. Let's start this update with baby news.

The last picture I posted of me was at 12 weeks. Man have we come a long way since then. 16 weeks

20 weeks

At about 20 weeks, we found out that we have a little BOY on our hands. Seems like this is definitely blog worthy, but did I take the time to get on here...NO. So here he is.

Hagen Ford Homyk's Profile

Hagen's little feets

BOY

24 weeks

I am currently a little over 25 weeks and will go back to the doc at 28 weeks to have diabetes blood testing and a 3D sonogram done. Those sonograms are always pretty cool because you can see what the baby looks like. Hopefully, Hagen will cooperate, as he does not like being pushed on. He moves and squirms every time we have a sonogram or listen to the heartbeat. He likes his space, which I'm sure he is quickly running out of.

On to other topics...Nick is only a few weeks from graduating from the fire academy! This is a day that cannot come fast enough. Being away from each other Mon-Thurs and Saturday has not been fun. Don't get me wrong...this is definitely not the hardest thing we've gone through as a couple, but I like him. Of course I love him, but I like him too. He's my best friend and it's hard to get home after 4 just to quickly say goodbye to the one person you wanted to get home to see. It's almost over though. January 16th will be graduation day. I didn't get to see Nick graduate from high school or college so it will be a lot of fun to see him graduate from the academy.

As far as Micha goes, I'm pretty much consumed by growing this baby. It's funny how Hagen just seems to be a part of the family already. He's not even here yet and it seems so normal to talk about him and call him by name. I've gotten registered at Babies R Us and have already received the crib bedding from my parents and have strong feeling that the diaper bag will be given to me before too long, seeing that it shows as being purchased. Work has been pretty good, but I was definitely ready for Christmas break and am hoping to get a lot accomplished with the time off.

Until next time...

The Stick Said Yes

August 3, 2009. Doesn't really sound too special, but for me it was the day our life changed. After a quick trip to Brownwood and Schlitterbahn, I made it home to Lubbock and went straight to the bathroom. I couldn't wait any longer. The stick said yes. Positive. Nick and I are going to have a baby. Most of you who read my blog already know this, but I figured I should probably document this amazing discovery.

August 4th I had bloodwork to confirm. August 7th and 8th we told our parents. Sept. 14th we heard the heartbeat and saw our little one for the first time. My belly is beginning to round out some and the nausea and fatigue are pretty much gone. We are super excited and a little freaked out at how fast April 4, 2010 will probably get here.

Here are some pictures of the first few months of our journey.

Shame on me!

Since my last post a lot of time has passed, but it doesn't seem like too much has gone one. I worked all summer at Savannah Oaks, made some good money and some good friends. Nick is now a registered EMT, is a little over a month into the fire academy and recently turned 30. We celebrated our 2 year anniversary, on August 18th, with a little fire academy and a new student orientation thrown into the mix. Needless to say, we didn't spend a whole lot of time together on our big day, but it's about a life, not just a day. I promise to be better about my posts. Here are a few pics from this summer.

My name's Nick; I'm here to help!

Tonight, my hubby begins his clinical rotations for his EMT certification. He left a few minutes ago all decked out in his EMT "uniform". I have to admit...I LOVE IT! He looks so good. He was completely pumped and looking forward to the adventures that tonight might bring. I found myself being extremely clingy to him before he left. I could see that I was acting this way and seemed to lack the ability to make myself stop. I couldn't help but be enamored. After reflecting on my behavior, I now realize where it stems. I'M SO PROUD! I just couldn't be more proud of him and am excited for all that the future will bring. Everything with his EMT and Fire Academy (oh yeah...he was accepted to both academies he tried out for) has just rolled so smoothly. He has excelled and continues to amaze me with his dedication. I think tonight, I just couldn't get enough of him and hope that he can truly grasp how honored I am to being going through this experience with him.

Had to get one of the two of us.

In classic Nick form..."Assessing" Sadie for the camera!

More adventures to come!

The Things We Do For Love...

So, today is officially my only day of summer. Starting Monday, I will be teaching summer school from 8-1 and then driving straight to my summer job leasing apartments. I'm looking forward to the extra money and the stress that it will take off Nick's shoulders (my hubby is a worrier), but I'm a little sad I don't get my summer off. EMT school and the Fire Academy are not free, so I will take this summer to aid my Love in pursuing his dreams. I am so proud of him. He has been working so hard and non-stop. I can't wait to see all of his hard work completely open up the doorway to all he ever wanted. For that, I think I can suck it up one more summer and work. Here are a few pictures of some fun times from last summer. Hopefully, we'll be able to pencil in a few of these outings this summer too!

Here I am!

So I've debated over and over about getting a blog. What would I blog about? Who would be interested? Why would anybody want to read about me? Screw that! Here I am! I've decided that it's only appropriate that my first blog be about MY BIG THREE...the three biggest events in my life to this point.

#1
Picture it. Lubbock, TX. Summer 2000. (my salute to Sophia on the Golden Girls) I'm a naive 19 year old little girl working a fantastic college job of leasing apartments. A green motorcycle pulls up and the most beautiful man I'd ever seen hikes his leg over and procedes to come into my leasing office. MY leasing office. I couldn't believe it. The whole time I showed him the apartment, my stomach was in knots. I totally thought he was making fun of me as we walked through the apartments and I was thoroughly embarrassed. A few minutes later, we were picking out apartments based on "whichever one is closest to yours". Yes...that would be mine. Seven days...yes I kept count... that would be seven days later, as I sit with my roommate watching Passions in my PJs, I hear a knock at the door. Sweet. I'm in my pajamas watching the lamest soap opera of all time. This is starting off well. I answered the door and I was gone. I was in love for the very first time in my life. Not puppy love. Not a strong liking or lust. The deep down, bone rattling, core shaking, change your life kind of love. Our year together was full of turmoil and love and breakups and love and tears and love. Do you get it?!? It was rough, but man you just can't stop that love. And then he left. He LEFT me! ME! Ouch! I grew up in that instant.

#2
Picture it. Brownwood, TX. July 2004. My best friend, confidant and soul sister is dieing. Grandma was slowly getting sicker and sicker. I spent every waking minute I could at the hospital. We talked. We watched Wheel of Fortune. We laid in her hospital bed together. It was the only way you would want to spend the end. I was in Ft. Worth on a quick trip when we got the call. She had slipped into a coma and it wasn't looking good. My sister and I headed to Brownwood as quickly as we could. I think she waited...I think she held on...for me! I looked in her face and told her how much I loved her. I looked in her eyes and told her I would take her with me wherever I went. I told her she could go. Sad...I know. It was hard. That night she died. I carried her ashes at the funeral because I couldn't imagine anyone else taking her down the isle of the church she had gone to for so many years, for the last time. I said goodbye to her by singing the song from our favorite show. Thank you for being a friend! Traveled down the road and back again. You heart is true. Your a pal and a confidant. And if you threw a party. Invited everyone you knew. You would see the biggest gift would be from me and the card attached would say...Thank you for being a friend!

#3
Here is where it all comes together! I know you are ready for a little bit of happy! Picture it...sorry, I had to keep up the theme. Lubbock, TX. May 2006. I get an email from someone I never thought I would hear from again. It simply stated, "I think of you". That's it. Simple as that. How do you respond to someone who broke your heart into a million little pieces. How do you say all that you have built up for 5 years. Well, if you don't love him anymore you say "Go to hell" or maybe nothing at all. But if you still love him, through all the hurt, you say "I think of you too." Then you get back together after five long years. You work out as many of your hang ups and issues as you can. You get married on the birthday of your dead, but still very much living with in you, grandmother. You live happily ever after. It's not always perfect, but I couldn't imagine doing it any other way.

So there it is. My first blog. Not all will be this long...or sad...or coherent, I'm sure. I can't wait to write about babies and houses, but for now...it's just me!