Did we really just move again? Heaven help us, yes we did. After living in Texas for a whopping 5 months we decided to relocate to my home state of California! To say the least, my pregnancy has been brutal. I have what is called hyperemesis gravidarum. According to the sheet the emergency room gave me, "Hyperemesis of pregnancy is a severe form of 'morning sickness', where the vomiting is excessive and may cause dehydration and chemical imbalances in the body. It occurs in about 1% of pregnancies...it can be a serious threat to mother and fetus..."
I don't know what "serious threat" entails, but there have been more than a few days where I have turned to Kyle and said, "I am going to die. Seriously, this has to be what death feels like." I grew up hearing horror stories about my mother's 4 pregnancies. The amount of vomiting she and my dad described seemed unreal to me. How can someone possibly throw up almost everything they swallow for 4 months and survive? I now know. And I think my mother is a saint for doing it as many times as she did. I don't know how I would have survived this pregnancy without my mom and Kyle. Kyle is ecstatic to become a daddy and has never complained that he had to be the one to go to work full time, study for his class, clean the house, run all the errands, make all my food for me, and wash out my throw up bowl (gross) whenever he was home and all throughout the night. Not to mention the constant massages, sympathy talks, and runs to pick up whatever smoothie/salad/soup I thought I could keep down. This pregnancy has been a nightmare for him too, but if anyone asks he tells them it's worse for me. The only break he got is when my mom came for 2 weeks. Whenever I began to feel sorry for myself I would think about how much harder my life would be if I wasn't surrounded by people who love me and do everything they can to make this difficult time easier for me.
It's hard to say that I really lived in Texas. I literally did not step foot outside of my house for 3 months...the extent of my walking included the route from the couch to the bathroom and back again. Thus, the move to California has been quite liberating for me. I had begun to think of our apartment as my prison! Once we found out how bad my pregnancies are going to be, we felt very strongly that we should move near my family. My mom has been forewarned that she will have to raise baby #1 for 4 months whenever I work up enough courage to get pregnant with baby #2. We feel really good about the move, but we sure left some awesome friends behind. At the top of that list is Dave and Kristi Bennett. I met the 2 of them on a study abroad to Israel 3 years ago. How fun is it that we ended up in the same ward in Dallas?! Davey and Kyle share a love of all things sports and became instant friends, planning golf trips and watching football. Kristi texted/called me almost everyday to make sure I was still alive and stopped by the house every time I had a "minimal vomiting day." They were such great friends to us and we're going to miss them like crazy!
Last shout out to Texas!
Before I landed in my death bed, our friends Trevor and Mandy took us to our very first rodeo! We drove to the hickest most honkey tonkest town in Fort Worth and experienced what true cow folk do for fun on a Friday night. I'm glad we got to experience true Texas livin' before retreating back to my beloved sunshine state.
As much as it pains me to do this, here is my belly at 16 weeks. Right after the 16 week mark the vomiting just all of a sudden stopped. I was still getting nausea, but I could walk! It felt like such a miracle to be mobile again. I'm now 17 weeks and have started vomiting again :( What gives? It isn't anywhere close to being as severe as it was, however. I'm waking up throughout the night with headaches and vomiting attacks, but rarely does it happen during the day.
I flew to California 2 weeks before Kyle drove all of our stuff down (everyone prayed that I would be able to actually make it onto the plane and that Kyle wouldn't die on the 27 hour car trip he had to make by himself). We're staying with my parents for a few weeks until we can find a place in the bay area.
My first trip out to eat in 4 months! Of course, that place would have to be Panera with my mama...love it :)
It feels good to be back in Elk Grove! I've missed my family, old friends, and my favorite spot: all of the local libraries. I can read now without throwing up...whoop whoop!
Here is Dad after the big ceremony showing off his new pin that dubs him a member of the Boy Scouts of America Board (it's a good thing I'm home to document these momentous occasions :P)
On Friday night, I got to hang out with these awesome people. Alex and Britney were two of my very best friends in high school. It seems like we did everything together and I always feel like I'm stepping back in time when I'm with them :)
We have a new doctor in the family!
Kyle surprised all of us and made it to California 3 days early (what a sneak!) just in time to see his brother Cory graduate from the Chiropractic college that Kyle will begin in January! Congratulations Dr. Osborne!!!
The Osborne chiropractors! How cute is this picture? I am SOOO happy that Kyle has chosen to follow the family chiropractic path. Every time Rick (my father-in-law) gives me a neck adjustment, I dream of the day when I can get them on a regular basis.
The whole Osborne fam (minus Krystal, Miley, & Makayla). We had a great time going out to eat, having an adjustment party (my favorite kind), and helping Cory and Tenille finish packing up their house...it's back to Seattle for them! And right when we're moving down there too. Why do Kyle and Cory have to be exactly 3 years apart?
