The next day, November 25, 2012, while out doing some Christmas shopping, my cell phone rings and it`s my mom. I could tell in her voice that something was wrong. My dad had passed away that morning, a heart attack at age 48. I am very close with my dad and this news instantly broke my heart. I was so greatful that my husband was home and with me. My parents live about a 9 hour drive away so we drove there that day. After the funeral, my mom travelled back home with us to stay with us for a few weeks. You would think that my dad passing away would be enough bad luck for a while, but no...
The day we were driving my mom back home, I decided that I wanted to sit in the back because I am getting far along in the pregnancy and was worried about the airbag if we got in in accident. Well, while driving on the highway we were stopped at a red light and... BAMM! a car crashed into us from behind. Me being pregnant became very scared and worried about the baby. I left the scene and went straight to the emergency room at the hospital. They checked me right away (urine test, fetal heart rate, and other tests). My husband and my mom showed up quickly after. We then went upstairs to the maternity area and was hooked up for a baby stress test. We were there for 3 long hours. All is fine with the baby and myself, but it was quite scary.
December 25, Christmas morning, being 1 month after the passing of my dad, came fast. I just wanted to sleep the day away and skip Christmas this year. But, I know my dad would not want us to sit around and be sad. I came across this poem online and it helped me through the day.
What gets me through the days now is knowing that I have a precious baby boy growing big and strong in my belly. He reminds me that his is there every 30 minutes with a lovely little kick. Also we finally decided on a name for our little boy.
Our little boy will be named Mason.
To end this post on a happier note, we have finished our baby room, and we went with a safari theme. Here is a few picture:
My husband went back to work overseas on Boxing day so I have more time to try to keep up with my blog.
I am so sorry about your terrible month. I can't even imagine losing my dad. My thoughts and prayers are with you. May 2013 be a MUCH better year! P.S. I love the name Mason. :)
ReplyDeleteI was so sorry to read this today... my deepest sympathies to you and your family. My father passed away unexpectedly when I was 19 (he was 43) so I can relate. Your attitude is the right one, though, life still goes on despite its difficulties and you are fortunate to have another man coming into your life soon. I'm sure your dad wouldn't want you to miss a second of happiness with your baby boy - he would want you to keep enjoying life and stopping to smell the roses every day. I can tell you that while it still brings me sadness to think of the life that my father missed out on, it does get easier as time goes on. Keep your head up, focus on happy things and surround yourself with the people you love and who love you.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful job on the nursery!