~ Meet Amanda
First of all, my name is Amanda. I am 23 years old. I have a son, Gabriel, who is 3 and a half. I have been married for almost 4 years to my husband, Hank, who is 25. I believe that my biggest accomplishment so far (as a wife and mother) is graduating from college. I started back to college when my son was 2 months old and stuck with until I graduated in May 2007. I never saw myself as someone who would have a baby at 19, I was always the good girl - I made straight A's, I was always home on time for curfew, I was quiet, I was shy, and I had been accepted into a state university (which I never ended up attending). I never really thought I would have kids at all. I was too scared of labor for one, and I never thought I would have what it takes to be a good mother. But here I am, 3 and a half years later, and being a great mom (or trying my best, at least)!
I really enjoy history; it is my passion. My college degree is in Humanities. I really want to go back to college and further my education in history. I also love art and I am a portrait artist. I was always a great drawer, but in high school I really perfected my style and learned to appreciate art more than I ever had before.
I work as an administrative assistant in a law firm in West Central Florida, and I also handle some accounting. My husband stays at home with Gabriel and works weekend nights as a delivery driver. But with having a new baby on the way and the expenses we are occurring along the way, he is attempting to find a full time job and we will put Gabriel in daycare. Hopefully we will make it financially through this pregnancy and the expenses with me being out of work for 6 weeks!
Now on to the pregnancy story: my husband decided around the middle of last year that we wanted to try for another child; we didn't want our kids to be too far apart in age. So we began trying casually. After a couple months, I became more anxious, and began tracking my cycles, which were disappointingly wild! It was definitely a shot in the dark that we even got pregnant at all. After 45 days without a period (and a negative test the month before), I decided to take a test on March 18 in the middle of the night. I was sure it would be negative, but it wasn't! I went downstairs and showed Hank, who of course didn't believe it. But 2 more tests over the next few days proved it to him and I was given a due date of October 26th. The doctor decided to give me an ultrasound for dating purposes because my periods were so irregular. The ultrasound placed the baby at 7 weeks; 4 weeks earlier than we originally thought, and my new due date of November 23rd was given, 5 days before Gabriel's birthday!
I am so excited to be writing this journal. I read all of them when I was pregnant with my son, and I always told myself I would apply if I ever got pregnant again, and here I am! Thank you for joining me on my pregnancy journey!