Amazing!

As I sit here and think about the past two months, I cant believe how much my life has changed! My baby will be 8 weeks this week! On November 3rd I went into labor at 11 at night, and by November 4th at 7:36pm, our baby girl Amelia Jean made her grand entrance into the world. A beautiful 8lb 10 oz 20 inch long baby girl complete with chubby cheeks. That's when my whole life changed. 
They handed me my baby girl, and she was absolutely perfect. I couldn't believe this little angel came from me.  I looked at Greg and just started crying. I looked at my mom and told her thank you for helping me through the toughest parts of labor and thanked her for telling me to keep going when I felt like I couldn't anymore. And then I looked back to my baby girl and said welcome to the world my sweet Amelia. 
The next couple of days were kind of a blur, with lots of visitors, and lots of nurses. All Greg and I could think about was this beautiful baby that was now ours. Mia was officially the center of attention as her grandmas and grandpas, and aunts and uncles came to visit, along with our closet friends. We were having so much fun showing her off. 
Saturday came around and it was time to go home. We thought it would never happen. On our way home Greg drove 50 mph on the freeway, and we talked about how she was officially ours, and how we were scared to death to do this by ourselves. But we also talked about how excited we were. 
The next couple of days were full of lessons, from Greg learning that if you don't have a new diaper ready when you take the old one off she will pee or poop, to me learning that I need to relax. Sunday night was really hard because Mia was doing this funny breathing thing, and of course as a new mom I was totally freaked out. I wanted to take her to the doctor NOW, and Greg had to assure me that she would be fine, and that there was nothing to worry about. Of course that didn't help, and I didn't sleep the whole night. We went to the pediatrician the next day for Mia's first checkup. She asked if I had any questions or concerns, and so I told her about the breathing thing. She looked at me and smiled and I knew everything was OK. She said it was totally normal. That was when I knew I needed to calm down.
Since those first couple of days, I have learned so much. I have learned to take things in stride, and that I can't possibly worry about every little thing. But there is someone who will take those worries for me, and take care of everything. HE has perfect control. 
We have been through 7 wonderful weeks with our little one. Her first Thanksgiving was awesome, and we enjoyed hanging out with our family. We just celebrated her first Christmas, and it was so amazing. We couldn't be with our family because I have been sick so we couldn't travel, but it was still so amazing. We had a very relaxing day with our beautiful baby girl, and thought about Christmas, and wished Jesus a happy birthday, and our hearts were full. Don't get me wrong, we missed our family, but we loved our little family Christmas. 
As I think back on the last 7 weeks, I can't believe how unbelievably happy we are. Just writing this blog I can't help but cry tears of joy for our wonderful gift. And when I look back I can't figure out what all the fuss was about. Yes I'm tired, Yes Greg and I have had to make adjustments, and Yes my body looks a little different than it did before. But none of that matters. None of that even makes a dent in the amazing happiness and joy we feel with our little girl! 
I hope everyone has had an amazing year, and an amazing Christmas. I am so excited to see what this next year has to bring! 
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Love Greg, Trina, and Amelia

 Welcome to the world little one!

 Daddy's Hands

Merry Christmas!

Something I don't understand, and I hope I never will...

Ok, so I'm totally new to this whole blog thing, but through some inspiration, I have decided to start one.
I have been ranting to my husband for weeks about something I don't understand about pregnancy, and I think he is a little sick of it, so I have decided just to put it out there. So here we go.
I found out that I was pregnant in February, and we are expecting our sweet little girl any day now! When I first found out that I was pregnant, I was so excited to tell everyone. I wanted to share my joy with everyone else. But, as I started telling people, I got a very different reaction than I thought I would. Of course people would be excited, and tell me congrats, and tell me how happy they were for me, and then the negative comments would start. They would switch from, its such a blessing, to "Well, enjoy your time now, because nothing will ever be the same again." Then as I got further into my pregnancy, people stopped saying congrats, and started saying, "Make sure you are sleeping, because it will never happen again." Other comments have been, " Your marriage will never be the same," "I hope your ready to never have any privacy again," and my personal favorite, " Your body goes to hell after having kids."
So, I have a question? Do people think that we just went into this pregnancy blind? Do they think that we didn't think about the fact that our lives were now going to revolve around this beautiful little blessing? I understand that everything changes, and I took that into good consideration before we started trying to get pregnant. I also understand that everything will change, but what gives people the right to sit there and tell you that your whole life goes down the toilet once you have a baby? Maybe I just have too high of expectations about mommy-hood, but when did people become so cynical about something that is supposed to be the biggest blessing of your life? I consider it a miracle that I was even able to get pregnant, and that God thinks that I am suitable to have children. I'm sure people are telling me these things thinking that they are doing me a favor by preparing me, but let me tell you that as a first time parent, who is already scared out of my mind, they are not doing me any favors.
Anyway, I was reading a blog the other day by a very sweet girl, and she talked about how much she loved being a mommy, and how her marriage has changed, but it is stronger, and I can't tell you how encouraging it is to hear some positive feedback every once in a while.
So, my final words on the subject: when someone tells you they are pregnant, please try to be supportive, and not so negative about it. Believe me, its the last thing a soon to be mommy wants to hear!
Thanks for listening, and I hope you don't take this as me not wanting advice from people because believe me, I need the advice, it would just be nice for a little balance.
Trina