Friday, April 10, 2009

The Journey of our Love


As we reflect on the last year or so, it's amazing to Josh and I how fast things have changed for both of us. I went from being lost and unsure of what I wanted for my life and Josh went from living the bachelor/single father lifestyle to finding each other in the most unexpected way. We started emailing back and forth on myspace and even had mutual friends. It later led to us meeting in person and we both instantly knew there was something more. We went on a few dates and each time, we fell more and more in love. A few months later, Josh set up a special date at the Common Ground restaurant where we shared our first date only a couple months prior. As we were waiting for our food, I remember hearing a little commotion behind me (I had my back to the everyone) and from the corner of my eye, I noticed the head chef, Craig Common, was delivering our meals along with...a jewelry box on a white plate. I slowly opened it and found the most beautiful breathtaking ring I've ever seen. Josh said "this is it...will you marry me?" And of course, I said "YES". A few months later, we discovered I was pregnant. We already knew we wanted to get married in the fall, but since I had already ordered my dress, we decided to move our wedding up a couple months to July 26th. On that huge day, we not only vowed to love and cherish each other all our lives, but we joined and bonded our families as one. I love Kayleigh as much as if she were my own daughter along with all of his family! He also loves my family the same. In August, we had our BIG ultrasound appointment and were thrilled to find out whether we were having a boy or girl...we had names picked already for either. Neither of us minded either way, but I thought for sure it was a girl and Josh had a feeling it was a boy. I remember before the ultrasound, Josh called a bunch of people and said "I'm pretty sure I'm going to get my boy, Carter Erick". My mom joined us for this big event, which meant so much to all of us since this baby was the first on my side and the first grand-baby for my mom. As soon as the tech began, my mom and Josh knew right away...it was hard to miss! The tech proclaimed "IT'S A BOY"...and Josh yelled "YEEEEESSSSS". We all cried! We soon started buying little things. The first outfit Josh and I bought for him was at a Carter's store...a brown fleece pants and jacket set with light brown bears all over the top. We also bought some white long-sleeved onsies. In January of this year...we were anxiously awaiting our bundle of joy and he was showing no signs of coming on his own. So our doctor decided on a friday the 16th since I was at 40 weeks, that he would induce the following tuesday morning. Josh and I were thrilled! We arrived at the hospital at 5:30 a.m. and we started the process of registering, getting our room, getting into the gown and all the monitors hooked up. The doctor ordered Pitocin at 7:00, so I began that right away. The doctor came in at 9:00 and broke my water. By 10:30, I was ready for an epidural since the pain was getting pretty intense and I was dilated to a 4. The epidural did absolutely NOTHING for me, the pressure was insane. Within a half hour, my God-mother said "there's only one reason the epidural wouldn't be working, I'm going to check you". She was right, I had dilated from 4 to 10 in less than an hour and was ready to push. Carter was born at 11:47 a.m. The feeling we had after seeing our son for the first time, was amazing! He was so perfect right from the start! He ate easily and adjusted like a pro! His going home outfit was the first Carter's brown fleece bear outfit.

The same month Carter was born, we found out that Josh got the job in Pensacola, Florida for Qwest. We were thrilled! From there, things moved very quickly...as everything has in our relationship. Carter was only 5 weeks old, when we packed up a Penske truck and moved our life.

And here we are...only a year after finding each other and we are so complete and so happy!

Not Good-bye, but see you later


A couple weeks ago on Wednesday March 25th, I recieved the worst, most unexpected phone call. My sister was hysterical on the other end and managed to say "Aunt Terri died last night". I had to ask her a couple times what she had said because I was sure I was hearing her wrong. After she said it over and over, I realized that what she was saying was true. I started bawling...I could not believe it! I had just talked to Aunt Terri on the phone the previous Saturday, only 5 days earlier. She told me she was planning a trip down soon and was going to bring Kayleigh and my cousin Hayley with her. I had gotten a package in the mail from her the day before full of my delivery pictures, swimming trunks for Carter and a lovely card...and she had received the package of pictures I had sent her. She actually opened the package while I was on the phone with her, she was so excited to have new pics of Carter. People who seen Aunt Terri a few days before she passed said she looked the best they had ever seen her...she had gotten her hair cut and was wearing make-up. To me, this adds to the pain because I know she was doing great and was looking forward to so much.

She died in her sleep at about 3:00 a.m. and the family still has no idea why. The autopsy showed no aneurysm, blood clots or heart attack. She was only 46 years old. She worked in Labor & Delivery as an RN at Allegiance Health for 25 years...she helped deliver Dani and I 23 years ago and she pretty much delivered Carter only a few short months ago. I chose her as Carter's God-mother also and she was so proud and honored. The blow to my heart has been almost unbearable! I flew home the next day by myself...with my 9 week old baby in tow. The flight was so stressful, not only because I was juggling Carter, my carry-on, stroller and car seat...but because I was fighting back tears the entire trip. I wasn't supposed to go back home to say Good-bye...she was supposed to be coming down here to Florida.

Aunt Terri was not my aunt by blood, but by heart. My mother chose her as my God-mother the day I was born and from that day on, she was "Aunt Terri". God-mother fits her so perfectly, because she has always been a second mom to me and is now with God watching over us. Most of my childhood memories have her in them...all my baby pictures have Aunt Terri in them or she was taking them. She loved photography and pictures...she took the engagement, wedding, Christmas and delivery pictures for us...many you have all received or seen! Aunt Terri had tons of pictures framed and hanging in the Labor & Delivery hallways of Dani, Raymond and I. She always said that us kids were the kids she never had.

This world is lonelier without her in it and I find myself wondering when I will get a call from her again...and even feel tempted to call her to see if she will answer. I just can't believe it. Her voice still laughs in my memory, her warmth still tingles my skin, her smile still heals my hurt, her love still makes me strong...how long this will last, I do not know and I'm so scared I will begin to forget. Her presence was always so calming and whenever I needed her, she was there. There are so many things I wished I had said...so many things I wish I had asked...so many things I never knew about her...so many things...

The only thing that makes sense to me is that all the babies in heaven must have needed her...it must not have been warm, caring, and sweet enough...that's why they needed her early. When I got to Michigan, I struggled so badly with thought of saying good-bye and letting her go...and then I realized that I wasn't there to say good-bye, but "see you later my dear God-mother". I know I will see her again someday, I will hold her, hug her and see her smile again...after I coax her to put all those babies down.


RIP Aunt Terri, you will be missed and loved forever...until later.