Wednesday, November 30, 2011

My first blog...a little about me

This is my first blog ever so I will start by letting you get to know my a little bit.

Well my name is Jessica Jones, I am 24 years old, and I grew up in San Antonio, Texas. As a child, I moved a lot, but my mom always made sure that we stayed with the same school district. She wanted us to grow up with the same kids. It worked because I met my best friend in kidergarten on the first day!

When I was 14, I met my now husband, Josh. I knew from the moment that we met that I was going to marry him, and I did! Before we married, we dated for 6 years (partly because I was so young...) We got engaged when I was 19, and we were married when I was 20. We have now been married for 4 years.

When I was 16, my mother died. It hurt a lot because I knew that I was going to miss out on all the mother-daughter things that happen as you get older. Senior prom, graduation, my wedding, children...I want to tear up as I'm writing this. I know that she would absolutely love my boys.

A week before my 21st birthday, I found out I was pregnant with my first child. I was so excited! Ever since I was a young girl, the only thing I wanted out of life was to be a mother. We would find out that the baby was a boy to be named Trent Adolph Jones. We went in expecting a natural delivery, but he was born by emergency C-section instead. We later found out that his cord was wrapped around his neck twice...a few pushes and he wouldn't have survived the delivery. I thank God that my OB made the decision to do a c-section! Trent Adolph Jones was born February 23, 2009. He was 6# 7oz and 20 inches long. He was perfect. He is now going to be three. He is so smart and full of energy. He really makes my life interesting! He is caring, sweet, loving, determined, intelligent, helpful, and gorgeous.

A few months after Trent was born, my husband lost his job. He was able to find a few jobs that paid really good money, but unfortunately the jobs would run out. He ended up getting a job in San Antonio (We lived in Corpus Christi at this time). So we packed up and moved back to San Antonio. We were able to find a little rent house, but it turned out that we couldn't afford it. About that time, I found out I was pregnant again. About 5 weeks along. We moved in with my in-laws, and began stressing about how we were going to be able to afford two kids. We had no house and no money. A few weeks later, at a sono, we found out that we lost the baby. I was sad, but I felt relieved. There was no way that we could bring another baby into the world when we couldn't even afford to feed the one we had...

After that whole ordeal, I thought about going back to school. I tried the whole college thing after highschool, but I just didn't know what I wanted...other than being married with children. I talked to Josh about it, and we agreed that it would be good for us if I worked on my degree. I applied to the University of Phoenix for my Associates in Arts in Health Administration. I had no clue what I was going to do with it, but it was a start...I started online classes in August 2010.

A few months later, my husband got a job offer at Holt in Irving, Texas. Without much deliberation, he took the job and we packed up our little car and moved in with his brother. His brother is married with four kids in a three bedroom house. Somehow they managed to fit the three of us in and he went to work. We were there for about two months when we found the perfect apartment for our little family. We moved once again, this time with all of our stuff. I was so excited to finally get MY stuff back and not be dependant on others. We moved in on October 22, 2010.

January 20, 2011-I got pregnant again. I didn't find out until around Valentine's Day, but I was really excited this time!! Josh had a good job, and we could afford another baby (well kinda)...

At 20 weeks, they told me I was having a girl. This put me on top of the world. We already had a boy, so a girl would complete our family. They also told me that I was at risk for placenta previa. Of course, I wasn't worried about the placenta previa because I was so happy that I was having a girl. Her name was going to be Emma Grace Jones, and she was going to be perfect. I had a friend who gave me TONS of girl clothes, and we painted her dresser pink and black to match the crib that we had bought. I loved the idea of having a girl. Doing her hair and dressing her in cute little clothes. I imagined her brother protecting her as they got older. I even started making little bows for her hair...

At 26 weeks, I went back to have another sono to check for placenta previa. I took my sister-in-law with me to help with Trent. The sonographer said that I did have placenta previa and HE looked great. Wait...what? I thought I was having a girl?! Nope...there it was, a little boy part, clear as day. We were having another boy!! Although, I was so bummed about not having a girl, I was excited that Trent was going to have a brother to roughhouse with.

We decided to name the baby boy Dylan Michael. I almost cried when I had to bag up all the girl clothes. I did cry, however, when I realized that I had just sold ALL of my boys stuff...the bouncer, swing, clothes, crib set...all of it. My step-mother called and said she wanted to throw me a baby shower, so of course I agreed...I didn't have anything.

The baby shower was scheduled for September 17. I went into the hospital on September 9th with bleeding...
Everything turned out ok though, but I was put on modified best rest, so we didn't have the baby shower...dang. I still didn't have anything for this baby! Josh and I did manage to buy a few things here and there, but we were so not ready for the baby to come...

Dylan Michael Jones was born on October 5 by C-section. He was 6# 12 oz and 19.5 inches long. A beautiful little boy. I almost died that day also... after the baby was born, the doc was trying to deliver the placenta, but it had begun to invade the uterine wall. I lost a lot of blood. Thank God Dr. Z had all her ducks in a row and was prepared for such occasion. She managed to save me and my uterus. Even though she saved my uterus, I was given specific orders to never get pregnant again, as it could be life threatening...we were done anyway.

So now we've come to today, November 30, 2011. Trent is almost three, and Dylan is two months old. They keep me really busy, and I've even taken up drinking coffee every morning...Dylan is a great baby. He hardly ever get really fussy, unless his brother throws something and it accidentely hits him. Trent does really well with Dylan and he loves him a lot. Dylan smiles when Trent talks to him, which makes me a very happy mommy. Trent can sometimes get clingy when i am holding Dylan, but were working on it.

Trent has started potty training, but its not going very well. One, week he does really good, and the next is terrible. Right now he just isn't interested in wearing underwear, even thought they have Spiderman and Lightning  McQueen on them...persuasion and bribery aren't working, so I am just waiting until he is interested again....

After a year of classes, I graduated with my Associates degree. I have also started new classes, and I am now working towards a Bachelors degree in Business. I am going to own my own business one day. I am still unsure of exactly what that business wll consist of, but it will be mine.

We are now playing with the idea of moving back to San Antonio to be closer to family. Its hard to raise kids without the comfort of family around. We will see what happens with that...

Well, there it is. My first blog ever. Now you know a little about me, and where I come from...I think I like the idea of a blog. A place where I can share my feelings and vent a little about everyday life. I am looking forward to writing more, even if no one reads them.