Worth the Wait 

Five years of prayers
4 years of infertility treatments 
37 weeks of pregnancy 
30ish hours of labor
An emergency c-section
And a blizzard.

Malcolm Levi David was born on January 22 at 2:24 pm weighing 6lbs and 13 ounces and 19inces long. 
At my 36 week appointment my doctor informed us that my blood pressure was getting to high on a regular basis and that an induction would be scheduled for Saturday the 23rd for our safety.  Of course I went home, panicked and started all kinds of googling about inductions. Most of what I found was in agreement with the Doctor. But then the weather report started coming in about what could be ” the storm of the century”. If you know me at all, I’ve been joking the whole pregnancy that he would be born with the snow, just because that would be our luck. On Tuesday they called to move my induction to Thursday so I would have to travel while it snowed. 

Thursday morning we headed to the hospital at 6am. At 7:30 they inserted cytotec to help with dilation because I was not dilated at all. In the afternoon the inserted a foley bulb. That night they started pitocin. They whole time I was on pitocin little mans heart rate would drop slightly. A little after midnight my waters were broken. I was 6cm then with contractions every 2 minutes. I finally asked for a epidural and they backed off on the meds so both of us could get a little brake and recoup. At 7am when they came to check me and I had stalled and even gone backwards. They started pitocin again, this time Malcolm was not tolerating it, each contraction his heart rate would drop. Around noon I was checked again and was still a 5 so we started the discussion about a c-section. By then my epidural was wearing off. After having one and then being thrown into full blown contractions is not fun. Also the snow had started. They took me back at 2:15. He was out by 2:24. I was not able to do skin to skink on the table, although they would have let me. I was shivering too much from all the drugs. But Dady was able to for the whole time I was being stitched up. 

We were able to come home on Sunday, we had to wait for the roads to be clear enough to drive on,and have had an awesome first week of life together.  Tomorrow I should be 39 weeks pregnant but instead I get to cuddle  my miracle baby. 


Where has this year gone?

Its hard to believe we have been back here in Virginia for a year. And what an amazing year it has been. We became God parents,jumped back into fertility treatments, found out we were pregnant on May 27th, on August 15th we saw our little Man. We are now 6 months along and boy were the first 17 weeks a doozy.

I was a train wreck, if I wasn’t puking I was feeing like I was about to. But it was like someone flipped a switch at 18 weeks. All of a sudden I was myself agin. Of course Little Hoot is now big enough to make himself known, so not exactly myself, but I am now back to being a functional person.

Since almost the get go, I have been talked to about Pre eclampsia. I have a few things against me for this condition. I have also had several UTIs and a bladder infection that caused bleeding at 19 weeks. Talk about a scare.

They are monitoring me for the Pre-e and have warned me that labor will not be stopped after 28 weeks. That is two weeks away.

We are mostly prepared with the basics, all we need is a carseat. We are hoping that because we are all set he will decide to stay in as long as possible.

This pregnancy has been fairly easy, nothing to make me say “I will never go through this agin”. Well at least not yet.

We are beyond excited for this parent hood journey to begin.

Checking in

First, we would like to thank every single person who has fasted and prayed for us. We truly believe that it is through prayers that miracles happen.

I am not going to lie, I had high hopes for our first cycle on Femara. When I started a new cycle I thought I would be devastated, but I wasn’t. I had this peaceful feeling, just knowing that I actually ovulated and had a normal cycle was calming.

A few other exciting things have been going on. The most exciting, Our Godson was born!!!


He has been trying to make his grand entrances for a few months. And man did he make one. His moms labor was only an hour and half or so, which ended with little mans birth in the back of an ambulance.

The 2nd piece of news is that I have decided to open a home daycare. My amazing mother did this for the majority of my childhood. She was able to help provide for the family, while still being  at home with me and my brothers. She was even able to home school us while taking care of others little ones. As of right now, I am only going to do this until we leave this duty station. Our hope is to be completly debt free when we move.

And 3rd, we are starting a young adults ministry at our church. I am super excited and nervous for this.

God has made it soo clear that this is where we were meant to be. I was so sad to come back to east coast, but one thing after another has fallen into place.

His plan, His timing, His glory.

Day 00 prep

We are once again on a mission to complete 30 days of whole eating. Today I am prepping and tomorrow we are starting.

This time around I am not over thinking it. I was super stressed last time,so I’m going with the keep it simple stupid method.  Also this time around I know that the time line is true. For friends check out the link so you know when to avoid us. http://whole30.com/2013/08/revised-timeline/

Alright here is goes.

Follow up results and the next step.

Today was our follow up from out appointment in January. Sperm count is good and they all swim well. My uterine wall dose not have precancerous cells and my tubes are clear. I am not a carrier for cystic fibrosis. I have high lipids, cholesterol, and blood pressure and will be put on metformin in the hopes to get some of them in check. Everything pointed to my PCOS being the correct diagnosis.
I am in love with the clinic we are going to, everyone gives off a good vibes and no one has talked down to me.
We were given several options on how we could proceed. Since we will be here for a while, we are basically going to start from the beginning but with a different ovulation inducer named Letrozole (Femara). This time around, I will be monitored and we are starting low and working up in dosage ( on clomid they went straight to the highest dose). If that doesn’t work we move to injections and then iuis. If we are lucky, I could be pregnant next cycle, or it could take a while. We are putting our trust in Gods timing because he has a plan and knows what our future holds.

4 Years and happy news.

The summer of 2010 was huge, not only did we graduate from high school, but we also got married. Yup we are high school sweethearts.  

In these past 4 years we have many ups and down, mostly ups.

We’ve made life long friends.

In fact we will get to see some of those friends very soon! Thats right yall, we are making our 4th move at the end of Sep. We started off in San Diego.

Then Bubo went to Chicago while I moved to Mississippi (boot camp, a school, c school),

after that we were off to Quantico VA.

Currently we are in San Antonio TX. 

Today, on our 4th wedding anniversary, we found out we will be heading back to good ole NoVa.

Fort Belvoir  here we come!


It’s a little bitter sweet heading here. The Hospital Bubo will be working at is where we went through all of our fertility treatments. But this also means we will be in a whole new area of NoVa to explore.  

I am so ready for seasons again.

Friends and family wanting to visit D.C. let us know. 

On to a New Chapter 

This time (since we will be there longer) I have an East Coast bucket list. 


Summer Time.

          Who doesn’t love summer time?

I was blessed this summer, my grandparents paid me to go home to the gorge for a whole month.

The reason? Watching animals while the went to New Zealand



But I got the added bonus of spending time with cousins that I had not seen in years.


I mean who doesn’t love frog hunting?


Well maybe Bre didn’t.


Or just checking out local eats


And to soak up the glory of God and His, creations like his sunsets.

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Or just nature in general

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And also time on the river. 


Thanks Uncle Mark

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I love how much my grandma enjoys her mini farm




Now onto the next adventure!!!!

What we have decided

We have decided to be lacto- 80/20 paleo. What does that mean well basically we like cheese and want a little more relaxation on the weekends

Here is how Robb Wolf describes it (web link)

The Lacto-Paleo (Also known as Primal)

This one is exactly what the name implies. The lacto-paleo follows a traditional paleo style of eating but includes dairy products. Now, we’re not talking just any dairy products (READ: Cheez-whiz, Coffeemate, Kraft Singles, and Ben & Jerry’s, do not fall under this umbrella). The optimal choices here are organic, grassfed, whole (full-fat) dairy products. Skim milk and Yoplait light need not apply.

The 80/20 Paleo (Also known as the Weekday Paleo)

This is my personal favorite shade and I would guess it’s where the bulk of us probably fall. Basically stated, we eat clean paleo about 80-90 percent of the time and the other 10-20 percent we eat what would be considered non-paleo foods. This could mean some cheese, wine, ice cream, etc. This is a SANE and healthy approach as long as the 20 percent is kept under control (this does not mean a 4 hour food fest that starts with Dunkin Donuts, moves on to Dominos and ends with Dairy Queen).

So there we are. It really is hard to change habits. But I truly believe that by changing what we eat will make a huge difference in our day to day lives.