I’m baaaack!

Hellllllooooo!

Wow, guys. Wow. It’s been like, a million years since my last blog post. Life sometimes gets in the way of blogs though, but I really wanted to update and let my lovely followers know what’s been going on the last few months.

Last time I updated, I was a couple months pregnant and Mike and I were engaged. I’m now 7 months pregnant and Mike and I are MARRIED! Gasp! I know, I know.

It all happened so fast. We decided that we didn’t want a huge wedding. Not even a small wedding. We wanted to elope. And boy, did we. This past May, we went to Paris for 16 days and while we were there, got married beneath the Eiffel Tower. We were married on May 28 at 6pm (Paris time) and it was absolutely perfect for us.

wSo now, we’re married and in two months going to have a beautiful little baby! My pregnancy has been going well. I’ve had some painful times. Some restless times. Some crazy times. But also lots of great and wonderful times. Baby is kicking like crazy all the time! I also haven’t gained a whole lot of weight, and still working out and doing my yoga! I seem to have these bursts of energy through the day, which I take advantage of. I’m 7 months pregnant and my belly has finally just popped and STILL people don’t know I’m preggy!

baby4All in all, it’s been a crazy year! And on top of all of that, Mike and I are moving! We’re staying in the same city, just wanting more space and moving soon, which is stressful with a capital stress!

So, that’s that. I’m sure there is way more, but that will be for another post 😉

xoxo

Becky

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Love you. Miss you.

Dear Diary,

Today, I have a sad.

I miss my sweetheart. My darling. My dollface.

I miss Mike.

You see, dear diary, we came to Calgary to be with my family for Easter and I decided to stay a week or so to visit more with my family. Mike hasn’t even been gone 30 hours yet, and I’ve been in tears on and off missing him.

Maybe it’s just me or maybe it’s the baby-mones, but whatever it is, it’s AWFUL! It’s always nice to be missed, but it’s never nice to be the one missing someone.

I loves him.

Some people, most people, may say that I’m way too romance driven and to them I say, screw you. I like being romantical. I love love. I really do. It’s the most chaotic and calm, crazy and wonderful, complex and simple thing in the world. Many desire the true form of it and very few get to really live it. I’m one of those few.

Mike never wanted to marry or have children before he met me. I knew this before we dated, yet something still drew me to him. A force stronger than any Star Wars movie could ever create. Marriage and children were always important to me and something I knew I wanted, yet the moment I met him, I knew that I may need to keep that on the back burner for some time. And I was ok with that.

It didn’t take very long when Mike told me that our relationship was different. I was different. He was different. And he said he knew that it wasn’t until meeting me that he knew marriage and children were a good idea. Simply because I was “the one”.

Being somebody’s “one”, is a very special role. You have to cherish it. Nurture it. And give as much back to it as you get. Which is exactly what I do.

We’re now engaged and expecting our first baby this September. This baby of ours has no idea how much his/her Mommy and Daddy love eachother. How much we care for them already. And how we’re one of those lucky couples that everyone gets jelly of.

Mike is my happy place. I care for him in a way that I for reals, can’t even describe. And if that makes me “too” sappy and romantic, then I’ll take it 😉

xoxo

Becky

Gasp! We’re Engaged! And going to Paris! And having a baby!

The title says it all! Mike and I recently got engaged, this past April 5 🙂 He proposed with THE most perfect and beautiful ring of my life.

As some of you know already, we’re expecting our first baby this coming September and couldn’t be happier. Now, we’ve decided to pack up for Paris next month! We’ve never been and we are beyond excited.

My pregnancy is going well, I’m almost 18 weeks and STILL have yet to gain much weight or even much of a belly. But I’m enjoying it all very much.

Just wanted to keep my loyal followers up to speed on life and why I haven’t been updating as much! I sowwie!

I hope you’re all as blessed as I am and I wish you all the most lovely Easter weekend with your friends and family.

xoxo

Becky

Our 1st Sonogram!

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Big News!

Ello everyone!

I know, I know. It’s been like a million years. I took a little break from updating my blogs. Alot has been going on these past few months though, so I think I have an ok excuse 😉

First of all, I’ve been teaching more yoga classes which was great. I love what I do and that’s a wonderful thing to be able to say. Second, I’ve been trying to help my sweetheart, Mike, achieve his dream in writing his very own graphic novel. We’ve been bouncing ideas off of eachother and I know that whatever he comes up with, will be great.

And finally… drum roll… Mike and I are so very happy to announce that we’re having a baby! Yep, that’s right. Yours truly is preggy 🙂 I’m almost 11 weeks now and so far, it’s been a draining but amazing experience. I’ve had “morning” sickness all day, everyday since about week 5 and if anything, I seemed to have LOST weight. But I can’t wait to start showing, and I can’t wait for September when our little one is due to arrive. Mike and I (and our families) are so beyond happy and we can’t wait to be parents. I couldn’t have asked for a better father for my little one 🙂

So I hope you can all forgive me for not updating as much, but like I said, life has got in the way. In the most loveliest of ways ❤

Ps. This is how we announced our news on Facebook. Stick Dinosaur style 😉

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xoxo

Becky

Some Days

Some days we’re off. Some days we’re on.
Some days we’re weak. Some days we’re strong.
Some days we’re happy. Some days we’re sad.
Some days we’re feeling, a little bit mad.
Some days we’re flexible. Some days we’re tight.
Some days we worry, with all of our might.
But always remember, that no matter the day,
You’re always the light, that will brighten my way.

-Becky

I wrote this because it can be interpreted in many ways. Your light could be your faith, your family, your spouse, your children, your friends or even your yoga practice.

Somebody’s Princess

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Me as a tiny little lamb.

I’m a romantical sort. One of those girls that used to marry her Barbies off to her brothers Ninja Turtles and hope that one day, she would find someone as slick as Raphael or as cool as Casey Jones. I had not only lines, but entire scenes from Pretty in Pink and Dirty Dancing memorized. I dreamed of one day, becoming Princess Buttercup from The Princess Bride. I lived and breathed romance. Don’t get me wrong, I adored all things dinosaurs and Batman as well but since I was little, I dreamed of finding my prince.

Well almost two years ago, I found him.

I spend some of my posts talking about Mike and this is going to be another one! Yay for you. If you get sickly at all from reading this mush, don’t say I didn’t warn you. 

I’ve been visiting family most of this month, 4 hours away from Mike. With the exception of a few days over the course of a couple weekends, he and I have been apart the whole time. He’s coming to get me this weekend actually, so that is very exciting. Absence really does make the heart grow fonder, and I think we needed this time apart to truly miss one another. I think it’s important in a relationship to have your alone time, because it makes it all the more special when you’re together.

Not many people can say that their partner would do absolutely anything and everything for them, no matter what. But I know that I can. Today he drew my portrait. To some, it’s not anything special. To me, it meant the world. I’m not sure how he’s going to feel about me posting his work, especially as he claims it’s unfinished, but I wanted to show off my sweethearts talent.

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As you can see, he’s pretty dang wonderful.

 

 

Another thing he did for me, was tell me a story. You see, the last little while I’ve been running on 3 or 4 hours of sleep every night. I simply, can’t sleep. I think I have the insomnias. Anyways, so back in the day, Mike would make up little stories to make me laugh or help me sleep so tonight I called him and asked him to do that. And he did it, without any hesitation. It was 2am, he was tired, yet he still sat on the phone with me for over 30 minutes, making up THE most ridiculous story about a robot, a chimney salesman and an underwater house. It’s now almost 3:30am and although I am still awake, I am beyond grateful and appreciative that he tried. And he made a lame yet hilarious story just for me, so I am one happy girl.

Mike and I have had many, many ups and very few minor downs, but one thing remains the same. The past two years have been the most amazing ones I’ve ever experienced with another person. We are each others rock. Each others world. Each others happy place. I love him more and more with each passing day, and I really couldn’t imagine someone better suited for me. We’re both kids at heart, cuddle addicts and the most sarcastic couple you will ever have the pleasure (and pain) of knowing. And we love each other with everything that we have.

So when I think back on those times I dreamed of being someones princess, little did I know that I would be his.

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I Love You Sweetheart. Much.

xoxo

Becky

 

 

 

Break Down The Wall

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What would you do if someone you loved was sick? I’m not talking about sneezing, coughing, runny nose with a fever kind of sick. I mean really sick.

This post will be a little different than my usual ones. I wanted to share with you something my family has gone through, and what we did to overcome and come through it all.

Just over three years ago, my Mommy went in for a physical. A routine, boring old physical. Her next appointment wasn’t nearly as boring. My Mommy was diagnosed with kidney cancer. They told her that the best option, was to have the infected kidney removed. So just months before my wedding (to my ex, back in 2010) she went in for a surgery that most people won’t ever have to think about.

The surgery went well, from my understanding. To be honest, I think some information regarding it all was hidden from me as I was a bride-to-be planning a wedding, and knowing my parents, they didn’t want to add any more to my plate. I think this because I remember not being concerned at all when she went in for the surgery. I remember thinking that it really wasn’t anything to be worried about, and I thank them for keeping it from me only because had I have known the extent of everything then, I may not have been so calm and collected all of the time.

So a year or so went by, maybe longer, I can’t actually remember. Some time went by though and she went in for her 6 month check up and the thing that we were told couldn’t possibly happen, happened. Doctors found a mass on her remaining kidney and believed it to be the same cancer. This time, I remember being more concerned. More aware. More everything. How could this already rare type of cancer, come back for a second round? Hadn’t she kicked it’s ass enough already?

Our family is a tough one. We fight, we taunt, we laugh and we love. We were all prepared to fight this out again, this time for the championship belt.

With the love, support and faith from family, friends and even strangers, my Mom overcame cancer again. She didn’t have to have her other kidney removed or go on dialysis and just a few months ago, they told her that any sign of the cancer had fled. Take that, cancer. You big stupid.

So again I ask, what would you do if someone you loved got sick? It’s not a bad thing to say that you have no idea, because if you were to ask me the same question years ago, I may not have been so quick to answer. Even now, the question for me is difficult to answer because every situation is different. There are others in my life who could potentially become sick. Some, who I love very deeply. All I know for sure is that if something like this or similar to this happens again to someone I love, I’ll never give up and I’ll always be there for them. Always.

Sickness in a loved one is like a brick wall. It starts off small, something you don’t really think too much about. But then the bricks of sickness begin to tower over you, to where eventually you just can’t see each other anymore.

This is why, like me, you should always carry a sledgehammer.

xoxo

Becky

(Love You. Miss You.)