In Oct. I got married! Yay for shoot gun marriages. That's right I was prego! I'll get to that later though. Back to getting married, it sorta wasn't a big deal. Andrew and I did it by proxy seeing as how we weren't in the states and he didn't have a passport so we couldn't do it on Spanish territory. We didn't even know we were married till we got the cert. in the mail a week or two later. We talked about getting married in the states before we moved to Spain but neither one of us wanted to say we got married in NE. Sorry NE just not big corn fans. Anyway Andrew would like to have a real wedding sometime in the future but I don't mind either way. I'm just over the moon with the fact that I'm his wife. We've known each other for about 15 years. If someone would have told me I would be married to my best friend in 15 years I wouldn't believe them. I still don't know what it is he sees in me but I'm not going to jinx it.
Next thing...Andrew stayed in Spain while I came back to the states. I returned at the end of Nov. for health care. On Nov. 29th or 30th (I can't remember now) we found out the baby's sex. IT'S A BOY!!! I think I was 19 weeks along at this point, its all a blur now. Sorry.
I started seeing this amazing doctor, Dr. Seal. He listened to my son's heartbeat for like a second and said something was wrong. My world fell apart at that second. He then sent me to have an ultrasound. The ultrasound technicians took 3 hours to find what he heard in second. Its not that they weren't doing a good job he was just that good. Anyway so I became a high risk pregnancy and got to go in for ultrasounds every two weeks for the rest of my pregnancy. It was really nice being able to see my little human every two weeks. For a first time mom a million thoughts run through your mind everyday and you constantly worry "how's the baby doing?". Unfortunately my insurance wouldn't cover this doctor any longer so I had to switch. I was very luck to find Southwest Woman's Care though. They are amazing too and took really good care of me. So from Nov. to April life was just doctor visit after doctor visit and lots of shopping for the baby.
April 14th Andrew flew to AZ from Spain to be here for the birth of our son. While he was in the states he took the time to fly to NE too so he could see his first born, Wolfgang a.k.a. G-Fresh. I don't know where the nickname came from but it works. So he spent the first weekend there then returned to AZ. Day after day we waited for baby to be born but he wasn't ready I guess. On April 27th I went in for a check up and because I was 40weeks and 4days they decided it was time to go in after this little human. I was so ready to meet my son at this point and to not be pregnant anymore. So we headed home from the doctors so I could shower and grab my bags. Called the family and headed to the hospital, at this point I started freaking out and thought what the hell am I thinking. We can wait, we don't need to go in after him. Give him time, he's not ready and neither am I. However Andrew was due back in Spain in just a few short days and he was ready to meet his son. He was so good and talked me through my panic. We got to the hospital and got the show on the road. I'll blog about all that another time though(maybe, if I ever find time again. lol) I spent the night in the hospital with friends and family waiting and waiting and waiting some more. Finally on April 28th 2010 my son Wesley Dublin Peterson was born. 7lbs 10oz and 21inch long. It was the most amazing thing I've ever done or ever will do.
So now that I have a 2 month old you can see why its even less likely that I will find time to keep up with this. But fingers crossed I will.
