On the edge of becoming a family of three; of bringing home a new life to share our home; of starting the next chapter of the journey that we are on as a couple; and on the edge of our seats waiting for it all to happen!
Here we are at 38 weeks and change, waiting for baby EJ to make his/her appearance. For those of you that know anything about all this stuff, I'm dilated to 2.5cm and 50% effaced, and the baby is at -2 station. So, we've made some progress toward having this kiddo, but not enough to jump in the car and head to the hospital! But there is a light at the end of this pregnancy tunnel... if EJ has not arrived on his/her own by the morning of the 26th, I'll go in at 8:00am to start Pitocin for an induction. That's the adjusted doctor approved due date that is in my chart now. But I'm hoping for something to happen this weekend! I'm ready to meet this little one and my heart (and body) are tired of waiting for that moment! I want to know if I've been sheltering a little boy or little girl from the world for the last nine (ten!) months! I'm just ready to be done with being pregnant. I never thought I would say that, since this has been a very easy pregnancy in comparison to some of my friends, but I guess when you get to 38 weeks and the doctor tells you that your baby could weigh 8lbs plus, you reach a point where even the easy stuff looks hard!
So, we have some of you on a call list... and some on an email list... and some of you will find out via Facebook. So, if you haven't heard anything by Monday morning, don't panic and start calling us! When the baby is here, we'll make sure that the news is out there! Trust me... Edgar will be shouting it from the rooftops! Until then, please know that all of your thoughts and prayers are appreciated very much!
Love, Tracey
Friday, January 15, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
24 days 'till....
No it's not 'till Christmas, or New Years or even my birthday. That's more like 40 days till 40. No, it's about 24 days, give or take a week or two for our first born enters this little place we like to call Earth. Although it's technically on Earth already, (we are not getting it shipped from Mars or anything) it's still in mama's belly causing all kinds of chaos. ;-) Baby is moving around a lot, getting ready for it's Grand Entrance, it's big debut, it's first breath of Oxygen and many more first. There will be tons of first for me. While I've been around little ones for quite sometime, this little one is actually going home with me. I get to keep this one. Feed it, change it, burp it so on and so forth.
Current status:
House is 98% ready, we/I still need to move somethings around, build the little baby crib that's going to be in our bedroom and get car seat installed.
Mama: Cool as the other side of the pillow. She's ready to have this kid today! She's a little uncomfortable and the kid is moving a bunch.
ME: I"m a quite wreck! Getting a little freaked out. We are having a kid!! It's really happening! Really, really, really happening. I'm filled with tons of weird emotions that I don't know how to express. I'm excited, happy, scared, confused, overly cautious and mentally tired. If you see me and I look like I have gas, that's probably why, not gassy. :-) I feel that there are so many things I need to do, but don't know how to start them. I feel that I just jumped off a an airplane with a parachute and realized I didn't pack a 'chute, but my laundry instead!!
I talked to my best friend today and he told me that he's confident that I'll but under control. Things will get done with precision, it will all go as plan and I should be fine throughout the entire experience. Once it's all over with and there's some down time (not sure when that'll be) that all of those emotions will come crashing down for a little bit, then it's over. I hope he's right. He's got two kids, so I guess he knows a little bit about it.
I'm as ready as I'll ever be, I think. Lets' do this. Not sure if I'll post again before the little one gets here, so wish me luck. So here it goes.
God Bless....
--edgar
Current status:
House is 98% ready, we/I still need to move somethings around, build the little baby crib that's going to be in our bedroom and get car seat installed.
Mama: Cool as the other side of the pillow. She's ready to have this kid today! She's a little uncomfortable and the kid is moving a bunch.
ME: I"m a quite wreck! Getting a little freaked out. We are having a kid!! It's really happening! Really, really, really happening. I'm filled with tons of weird emotions that I don't know how to express. I'm excited, happy, scared, confused, overly cautious and mentally tired. If you see me and I look like I have gas, that's probably why, not gassy. :-) I feel that there are so many things I need to do, but don't know how to start them. I feel that I just jumped off a an airplane with a parachute and realized I didn't pack a 'chute, but my laundry instead!!
I talked to my best friend today and he told me that he's confident that I'll but under control. Things will get done with precision, it will all go as plan and I should be fine throughout the entire experience. Once it's all over with and there's some down time (not sure when that'll be) that all of those emotions will come crashing down for a little bit, then it's over. I hope he's right. He's got two kids, so I guess he knows a little bit about it.
I'm as ready as I'll ever be, I think. Lets' do this. Not sure if I'll post again before the little one gets here, so wish me luck. So here it goes.
God Bless....
--edgar
Monday, December 21, 2009
T -minus 38 days....
Well give of take a week or so. As the due date gets closer, the nerves start to work double time. It's amazing how much one little creature, who has not set foot on this earth yet can be so popular, so loved and have so many fans already. EJ, as we like to call the baby, has been very active in mamas belly. Everytime I put my hand on Traceys belly EJ moves. It's like EJ knows who I am. Dad.
It's a very scary thought. Being responsible for a little person. Teaching it things like crawling, walking, eating, throwing a ball or sitting down for the first Tea Party. For the past 17 years I've only had to worry about number 1, me. Well for the past 3 years, I've taken the number 2 spot and have tried my hardest to provide for my wife the best that I can. She's number 1. In about 38 days, I will again be taking a demotion to number 3, Tracey will drop to number 2 and baby will be our number 1 priority in our lives.
They say that this is some of the best times in our lives. I'll be 40 in a few months. I had planned this giant party for my birthday. There were talks about taking over Vegas for a weekend where if some of the guys didn't end up in jail, then they didn't party hard enough. Since the news that we were going to have a baby, I'm gladly trading all of that, just to hold my newborn.
Those days are over, (not that I had a bunch of those) a new life has begun for me as well as for Tracey. I cannot wait. I'm very excited, anxious, scared, nervous, pretty much the entire spectrum of emotions. People keep asking me "are you ready?" "are you scared?" "you think you can do it?". The answers will come in time. I don't have them. Tracey doesn't have them. We're just going to have to play it by ear, one day at a time.
All I know right now, is that in 38 days, nothing else will matter, everything will start from scratch for me. A new life will be here for us to enjoy, love and protect. A new life that will look to me for answers. A new life that will look to me for guidance. A new life that will one day call me Dad. I think I'm beginning to get that feeling. The feeling of a parent.
Once baby EJ gets here, I will make it a promise. A promise to do the best that I can to be the best Father that I can, no matter what.
It's a very scary thought. Being responsible for a little person. Teaching it things like crawling, walking, eating, throwing a ball or sitting down for the first Tea Party. For the past 17 years I've only had to worry about number 1, me. Well for the past 3 years, I've taken the number 2 spot and have tried my hardest to provide for my wife the best that I can. She's number 1. In about 38 days, I will again be taking a demotion to number 3, Tracey will drop to number 2 and baby will be our number 1 priority in our lives.
They say that this is some of the best times in our lives. I'll be 40 in a few months. I had planned this giant party for my birthday. There were talks about taking over Vegas for a weekend where if some of the guys didn't end up in jail, then they didn't party hard enough. Since the news that we were going to have a baby, I'm gladly trading all of that, just to hold my newborn.
Those days are over, (not that I had a bunch of those) a new life has begun for me as well as for Tracey. I cannot wait. I'm very excited, anxious, scared, nervous, pretty much the entire spectrum of emotions. People keep asking me "are you ready?" "are you scared?" "you think you can do it?". The answers will come in time. I don't have them. Tracey doesn't have them. We're just going to have to play it by ear, one day at a time.
All I know right now, is that in 38 days, nothing else will matter, everything will start from scratch for me. A new life will be here for us to enjoy, love and protect. A new life that will look to me for answers. A new life that will look to me for guidance. A new life that will one day call me Dad. I think I'm beginning to get that feeling. The feeling of a parent.
Once baby EJ gets here, I will make it a promise. A promise to do the best that I can to be the best Father that I can, no matter what.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Call the Muster softly...
This isn't going to be a post about the baby, but in some ways it is. You see, because of the events of 11/18/99, I won't be able to share the beautiful tradition of Bonfire with my little one, and that makes me sad. A&M is one of those places that will forever hold a piece of my heart and I hope to pass some of that sense of belonging I had there down to my child.
Ten years ago this morning, I was sleeping in my apartment in College Station when I got one of the saddest phone calls of my life. My mother called to make sure that I was safe and sound because the beautiful Aggie tradition of Bonfire had taken a tragic turn. I'll never forget that day and the pain of learning that twelve of my fellow students had lost their lives that morning. The 12th individual to lose his life that day was Tim Kerlee and he was in my Geography class. He died a true hero, as he directed rescuers to several people that morning that were pulled from stack and are alive today. Tim wouldn't let anyone help him until he helped as many as he could. Sadly, his injuries were too severe and he passed away after arriving at the hospital. I didn't know Tim personally, but I grieve for his family just the same.
The tragedy that occured that day has left an indelible imprint on my life. I am proud to be a Texas A&M Aggie, and proud of the many traditions that look strange to those outside our fellowship. For those that would argue that a big pile of wood was not worth the lives of twelve people, I won't argue that with you. But Bonfire was about more than a big pile of wood. Preparations for Bonfire began at the beginning of each fall semester and it was a uniting force on campus. Texas A&M is not the same place it was before, and much of the reason for that is the lack of Bonfire to unite the students. But as much as things have changed, I am one of the Aggies that does not believe that Bonfire should come back. Even if they were to bring it back, the magic of that time has been lost and will forever be marked by the tragedy of 11/18/99.
For any of you that know anything about the Aggie traditions...
Call the Muster softly...
We answer "here" for those twelve beautiful souls that went before us on that fateful day.
Ten years ago this morning, I was sleeping in my apartment in College Station when I got one of the saddest phone calls of my life. My mother called to make sure that I was safe and sound because the beautiful Aggie tradition of Bonfire had taken a tragic turn. I'll never forget that day and the pain of learning that twelve of my fellow students had lost their lives that morning. The 12th individual to lose his life that day was Tim Kerlee and he was in my Geography class. He died a true hero, as he directed rescuers to several people that morning that were pulled from stack and are alive today. Tim wouldn't let anyone help him until he helped as many as he could. Sadly, his injuries were too severe and he passed away after arriving at the hospital. I didn't know Tim personally, but I grieve for his family just the same.
The tragedy that occured that day has left an indelible imprint on my life. I am proud to be a Texas A&M Aggie, and proud of the many traditions that look strange to those outside our fellowship. For those that would argue that a big pile of wood was not worth the lives of twelve people, I won't argue that with you. But Bonfire was about more than a big pile of wood. Preparations for Bonfire began at the beginning of each fall semester and it was a uniting force on campus. Texas A&M is not the same place it was before, and much of the reason for that is the lack of Bonfire to unite the students. But as much as things have changed, I am one of the Aggies that does not believe that Bonfire should come back. Even if they were to bring it back, the magic of that time has been lost and will forever be marked by the tragedy of 11/18/99.
For any of you that know anything about the Aggie traditions...
Call the Muster softly...
We answer "here" for those twelve beautiful souls that went before us on that fateful day.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Anniversary Week
Three years ago today, I married an intelligent, handsome, kind and compassionate man named Edgar Vargas. Today I am more in love with that same man than I ever thought possible. Through all that we have been through, he has been my strong shoulder to cry on, and the first one to rejoice with me over good news. I am so grateful that God put this man in my path, and that we get to share a life together. I am cherishing this time that we have together just the two of us, but I am also looking forward to seeing my wonderful husband become a father, because I know that he will be a natural!
I also am grateful for eight fun-filled years working for Southwest Airlines. I will have been an Employee of SWA for eight years on Saturday of this week, and I can't believe how time has flown by. Without this amazing Company, I would never have met Edgar and been able to do so many of the amazing things that I have. I am blessed to do work that I love, with people that are driven and passionate about what they do, and to also share that experience with the man that I love. I know how rare that is, and I won't ever take it for granted.
Tracey
I also am grateful for eight fun-filled years working for Southwest Airlines. I will have been an Employee of SWA for eight years on Saturday of this week, and I can't believe how time has flown by. Without this amazing Company, I would never have met Edgar and been able to do so many of the amazing things that I have. I am blessed to do work that I love, with people that are driven and passionate about what they do, and to also share that experience with the man that I love. I know how rare that is, and I won't ever take it for granted.
Tracey
Thursday, October 1, 2009
How is it already October?
I can't believe it's already October 1st! As I get older, time seems to go by so much faster, and I seem to get less done in the time that I do have. Anyway, we have reached 23 weeks as of today, and everything is going fine. We have settled on names finally... and both of them have the same intitials as Edgar (EJV), so we have taken to calling the baby EJ. We've told our families and some friends our names, but I'm going to refrain from posting them here so that there is still a little element of surprise once he/she arrives! Little EJ has so far been very kind to me, and has only been doing some serious rolling around in there, no vicious kicks or jabs yet! I'm waiting for the day when Edgar feels it for the first time... I think it's going to be a very special moment for us.
I've done alot of thinking recently about my expectations for labor/delivery. I'm very much a realist and I know that things rarely go the way that I plan them, so I'm really trying to go with the flow and listen to the recommendations from my doctor. But one thing I am very serious about sticking to is this: Labor is NOT a spectator sport! I love all of you very much, but if you think you are going to come up to the hospital to visit while I'm in labor, you are sadly mistaken!!! Both sets of parents are going to get a phone call when we are on our way to the hospital, and then they can decide if they want to come up and sit in the waiting room, or wait at home until Edgar can call and tell them the baby is here. Other family, friends and coworkers are going to get a call from either Edgar or one of our sisters once EJ has happily made an appearance. Other than that, I have no rules for this experience, because I know that everything else is really out of my control and once I say one thing, Murphy's Law will be there to force the opposite! Ha!
As you can tell, I still haven't figured out how to post a picture, but I dressed up a little today, so maybe I'll have Edgar take a picture tonight and post it. Oh, and to the lady at Carter's that thinks we're having a girl because I'm "round all over"... FYI, I was round all over long before I had a baby to blame it on! (Actually, she was a very sweet lady, but honestly, when is it okay to say something like that? In my opinion, NEVER!)
-Tracey
I've done alot of thinking recently about my expectations for labor/delivery. I'm very much a realist and I know that things rarely go the way that I plan them, so I'm really trying to go with the flow and listen to the recommendations from my doctor. But one thing I am very serious about sticking to is this: Labor is NOT a spectator sport! I love all of you very much, but if you think you are going to come up to the hospital to visit while I'm in labor, you are sadly mistaken!!! Both sets of parents are going to get a phone call when we are on our way to the hospital, and then they can decide if they want to come up and sit in the waiting room, or wait at home until Edgar can call and tell them the baby is here. Other family, friends and coworkers are going to get a call from either Edgar or one of our sisters once EJ has happily made an appearance. Other than that, I have no rules for this experience, because I know that everything else is really out of my control and once I say one thing, Murphy's Law will be there to force the opposite! Ha!
As you can tell, I still haven't figured out how to post a picture, but I dressed up a little today, so maybe I'll have Edgar take a picture tonight and post it. Oh, and to the lady at Carter's that thinks we're having a girl because I'm "round all over"... FYI, I was round all over long before I had a baby to blame it on! (Actually, she was a very sweet lady, but honestly, when is it okay to say something like that? In my opinion, NEVER!)
-Tracey
Monday, August 31, 2009
Changes
We've made it to 18 weeks! We had our last ultrasound on Thursday and it all went great. No sign of anything to be worried about, and the little one was very active. We stuck to our guns and asked not to be told what gender the baby is, which I think is harder on Edgar than it is on me. I'm just happy to know the baby is doing well and is healthy, which I know are important to Edgar too, but he is also very impatient and wants to know everything right now! We both have our feelings on whether it's a boy or girl, but nothing definitive to back that up. I think it makes it more fun!
On a not so happy note, we found out that our OB is leaving her position in three months. She is battling vertigo, and her patient load is making it hard for her to stay well. She made the difficult decision to quit her practice once she gets all of her third trimester patients to delivery. Unfortunately, she feels that she can't physically make it through with her second tri patients, so we have to make a decision on who to see from now on. There's really not too much to think about really, because we are going to stay with a doctor that has rights at Baylor Garland, and since I like the location of the practice the my current doctor is at, I think I'll probably just switch over to her partner. Or I might even go with the new doctor that is coming in to fill the vacant slot. I hate being in this position, but I'm so grateful to Dr. D for everything that she has done for me in the last two years. She is a very caring and special person, and I'm lucky to have had her as my doctor.
That's all there is for now. Maybe in the next few weeks, I'll figure out how to post a picture to share.
Tracey
On a not so happy note, we found out that our OB is leaving her position in three months. She is battling vertigo, and her patient load is making it hard for her to stay well. She made the difficult decision to quit her practice once she gets all of her third trimester patients to delivery. Unfortunately, she feels that she can't physically make it through with her second tri patients, so we have to make a decision on who to see from now on. There's really not too much to think about really, because we are going to stay with a doctor that has rights at Baylor Garland, and since I like the location of the practice the my current doctor is at, I think I'll probably just switch over to her partner. Or I might even go with the new doctor that is coming in to fill the vacant slot. I hate being in this position, but I'm so grateful to Dr. D for everything that she has done for me in the last two years. She is a very caring and special person, and I'm lucky to have had her as my doctor.
That's all there is for now. Maybe in the next few weeks, I'll figure out how to post a picture to share.
Tracey
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