getting the hang of this

Well... I've finally started my very own blog.  It's something I have always wanted to do, but shied away because I feared that no one really gave two sh*ts about what I have to say.  So today I have thrown away that silly fear and decided to do this for me.


So, Welcome!

To get things started, I wanted to explain the title of my blog.  For some, it may be completely obvious, but yes... I am a mommy by mistake.  My sweet little girl was not planned.  

My husband and I were married October 11, 2011 on my parents' farm.  We promised each other that we would spend some time as just us before we even considered talking about children.  About a year later, I went on vacation to visit family, and I got to meet my cousin's daughter for the first time.  Baby fever set in HARD.  When I came home I begged my husband for a baby!  It was all I could think about everyday.  Eventually he knocked sense into me.  (By promising me we could go on amazing vacations to Europe or tropical islands)  And as any sensible woman, I quickly cured my baby fever.  But God doesn't care about your plans. 

 In fact, I'm pretty sure he laughed in my face, because the VERY NEXT WEEK I realized I was pregnant.  Husband was away at work, and I was doing the dishes when I noticed my boobs were hurting.  I have never in my 24 year experienced that.  I also felt what I could only assume was heart burn since that was another feeling I wasn't familiar with.  I decided then and there to run to Walmart, buy a test, and just tell my husband the results when he came home from work.  When I got home, I took the test and waited.  I didn't have to wait long though... There was no doubt the test was positive!  I smiled at myself in the mirror because right there in that moment, I knew my husband and I had made the best mistake of our lives.

To be continued...

xoxo,
Donna