WOW it's been a while...
Well where to begin?
Shall I begin with the beginning then?
Ok... here goes...
Sept. 23, 2013:
Found out we were having a boy! Lessie did a major touchdown dance around the room and the nurse actually laughed. Here's how it went...
I laid down on the bed, of course I was nervous because I wasn't sure what we were going to see. I prayed that the baby was fully developing, and healthy. The Nurse came in and flipped on the machine and rubbed that goopy gel on my tummy. She then proceeded to SEARCH for our little baby boy! He was camera shy apparently, but she also did a sweep to see if I was having more than one. Well I'm having ONE thank goodness!
Anyway, as she quietly took pictures of the baby, she had to chase him down quite a bit to keep him in view. He kept squirming.
ME: Wow... is that it?
Nurse: Yep! Shy little guy though.
Me: Yeah, he is a little mover isn't he?
Nurse: Do you wanna know the gender or be surprised?
Lessie/Me: Yes, we wanna know!
Me: I wanna know because I want to know what start getting. LOL.
Nurse: Ok. Let's see if we can get the baby to show us... (after some continuous searching) ... ah, it's a boy!
Lessie: YES!
Me: Yay! Are you sure?
Nurse: Yep.
Me: Is he healthy?
Nurse: Looks that way, but let me get these to the radiologist - I don't want to say something then it be wrong.
Me: Understandable.
Lessie: (Dancing around the room like he just won the superbowl)
Me: Want me to make him leave?
Nurse: Oh, it's alright - I see it all the time.
Me/Nurse: (laugh)
Me: Will we get pictures?
Nurse: If you want them. Yes.
Me: He looks good. (looking at the screen)
Lessie: (Still dancing and texting his boss/friends)
Nurse: Yep. His brain.
Me: Looks like both sides are fully formed.
Nurse: (nods) mhm, looks that way. But we'll know more when the radiologist sees it.
Me: I hope it's all good news.
Nurse: I hope so too.
Me: Is that him? (looking at the profile of our son on the screen as he stretches his little arms and legs out then curls back up)
Nurse: Yep! Oh and he's stretching. That's cute.
Me: (to emotional to speak)
Nurse: Well, I'll print off those pictures for you, and I'll be right back.
Lessie: Ok. (looks back at the still picture on the screen) wow...
Me: That's our baby boy... lol mr. peacock! lol now you can strut to your hearts content!
Anyway, that's pretty much how it went. Sure enough Lessie strutted all day long! He was so happy about getting a baby boy, he didn't care that his boss asked him to come in to work that day. Also, on that day, he was so happy, he let go of controlling his money, and gave it to GOD to control, that he made $50 in tips that night! That was a blessing!
Also, at the time we were still living with his parents, sadly enough. Update on that... coming up...
Sept. 27, 2013:
Last month Les and I both let his parents know about the bills and such in the house. We told them that we had no money to pay the bills now that we were trying to save for our own place and get our car payments taken care of - plus our baby was going to be needing our attention too. We had informed them time and time again, but sadly they would not listen.
When Less told them a day before the 27th that he wasn't going to be able to keep the water on at their place, his father messaged him back ordering him to pay the $200+ water bill, bring the truck home (which I understand - but everytime we've asked someone for help on that, they fell through), and have the yard cleaned up ALL BEFORE they were to be home the next day... I told Less that it was either us or them. Frankly, we had a good long fight over what was going to happen that night.
Well, Les knew he wouldn't be home enough to clean the yard, or get the truck home, or have the money to pay the bill. So, we decided to start packing our stuff - seemed the right thing to do. I even made some phone calls to friends about my coming disappearance.
Sept 27th, I had most of our stuff packed except for his DJ equipment - which I should have put them in the car before hand... looking back now. However, when Les got home I asked him to help me put the stuff in the car. Didn't happen. We ended up arguing about where we go if his parent's kicked us out - I didn't care if I slept in a car for a while until we could get our own place... but he didn't want to do that. So he decided to wait till they came home and see what would happen. I knew what would happen... I just didn't want it to go the way it did...
His parent's came home a little before midnight that night. Les went to clean the dishes before talking to his mother. He was in their room when his father came in. Then all heck broke loose. His father yelled at him, I was surprised how calm and quiet Les remained... But after Les asked his father why he treated him like a dog and slave, his father said something then ordered Les to leave the house. To get our stuff and leave. Yelling all the while about money and crap. His mother tried to tell his father that she didn't want Lessie to leave - but then in her heart she really did because she didn't really try to calm the situation any, she only ended up making it worse.
So, I was standing in the livingroom waiting for the ultimate decision, and when Les came out of his parents room with the most pained and hurt expression I've ever seen, and told me "Get dressed, we're gone." I said "ok." And we did just that. We got dressed, we grabbed several things out of the house that we could at the time grab, then we left.
But let me explain something...
Les has always given his best to his parents. Never disrespected them, never tried to back out of his responsibilities, nor has he ever stood up to his father the way he did that night. The moment he came out of his parent's room with the expression of so much pain and hurt... I wanted to throw a fit and get onto his parents for treating their eldest son like dirt! Because they only cared about his money, what they could get out of him, they didn't care that he was trying to get his own place, or that he was trying to get his own life on track - or get his family moving. They just didn't care that he worked full time, with BARELY any time off to do ANYTHING outside of shower, sleep, work... I didn't even hardly get to see him then either!
But the pain that Les feels for that night, that moment when he finally realized how little they cared... or wanted him around... I'll never understand. I've never been there.
See, even though I've thought my parents hated me, or didn't care, my parent's NEVER stopped loving me. They never just threw me out - true they gave me a deadline, they told me to be out on such and such, or else. True they wanted me to succeed in life and to be successful... but they never stopped me FROM doing those things. My parent's raised me and my sister to leave home, to be independent people and to be strong. True we don't always see eye to eye, we probably never will, but I respect my parents in the way they raised me. I only hope I'm half as good a parent as they are. So to see Lessie's parents treat him like he's worthless... to see him finally see the truth of what they really thought of him... that was heartbreaking to watch...even just to consider the pain he must feel.
All he ever wanted was his parent's to support and encourage him. Not support like, let him have his way, but support his ideals, his successes, his dreams, his efforts to improve upon himself... but they didn't. They never encouraged him. They always looked down on him, they always talked and lived in his past mistakes...
Anyway... on that night we had no where to go. So we decided we would tell Mr. Ochoa - his boss - that we had no address at the time. So we went by Ochoa's Restaurant, to do just that, but we find a coworker and friend of Les' in the parking lot... well we get to talking to him and tell him that we had no where to go and no money to get a hotel for the night. Well, lo and behold, his coworker opens his home to us until we could find a place of our own!
I believe God had put Lessie in this particular place with particular people for this particular reason... Anyway, we agreed and stayed with his coworker for a time...
Oct. 21, 2013:
Well, we had been staying with Lessie's Coworker for half a month before we were able to find our own place. IN FACT, we weren't alone while we searched. See, his boss... God bless him... began asking his family and friends if there were places up for rent that we could afford, and such. Which wasn't much skin off his nose, but the fact he was so generous in helping us, blew me and Lessie away! We saw God move in everything we did as we left the hard things in His hands, because we couldn't handle it.
Our motto became, "LET GO, LET GOD!" Which was absolutely wonderful to see Lessie coming out stronger from the ordeal with his parents, instead of caving in.
As time passed, we found a place in Athens, TX. We fell in love with the apt. and quickly agreed to take it. However, we didn't have the money - or so we thought at the time. Well, God pulled another miracle and our apt. landlord put us as the new owners the very same day! However, we only needed the application fee and the deposit fee. Which the fee we were not sure about since we had to pay our friend back for letting us stay at their house.
But when we talked to our friend, God bless him, we were able to have the Deposit fee in, without a single thought - we had the apt.!
All that was left was the initial rent (prorated due to the late timing) and then after that we would own the apt...
On oct. 21st I had my doctors appointment with Dr. Rivero. She saw that the baby was still strong and healthy - 140bpm heartrate and that's good! But that same day, we went and paid our apt. prorated amount and sure enough we still have money left over to take care of some small things. Not only that, but the landlord let us MOVE IN that day! It was great! Monday was our first night in our own place!
OCT. 22, 2013:
MOVING DAY! We moved stuff from my parents house into the apt, we also moved our stuff from our friends house here. It was a long beautiful day of moving and running around. Thanks to the help of our friends, we were able to get everything we needed moved, moved on that day. However, the wildest things God does, really surprises us...
Lessies boss, who had already been such a blessing, offered to help us move in! NOT only that, but his family also offered to give us some things (minor) for our new place! GOD BLESS THEM!
Blessings keep coming in all directions. We don't know what to do except thank God for each one and keep moving and keep our faith and trust that God knows what he's doing.
TODAY:
Well, now you are all caught up! We got internet, phone, cable... on Tuesday Oct. 22nd. Everything is just falling into place. Lessie is no longer stressed out, he's more relaxed and able to rest easier. He smiles more often... his burdens are lighter than they had been in the past... He is also contented. I am happy he's so content, because I am too.
God has blessed us mightily. We keep letting go of things of this world, and God keeps blessing us! Little by little we are getting things ready for our little bundle of joy!
His name is Gabriel Lee Alexander Nixon - he is due in February. The middle of the month really... lol that just means I'll have ALOT of February things to do! Four birthdays in one month - for the first time I'm very happy about that! But also a little intimidated.
Lessie can come home from work on his Lunch breaks now. He works, literally, 6 min away from our place, and he's loving it! We are truly blessed. Our Landlord is a Godfearing woman who works with us on things that she can and talks with us about things she can't work on... it's great that she's so nice.
Lately, everyone we've talked to, has been ordained by God to be helpers in our need. So when we are fully settled, I intend on turning that back to them. Helping them and giving what I can to help others. Because God blesses us, so we can bless others... I intend on doing just that!
Remember, folks, let go and let God. Because He knows what's what. He knows how to deal with the hard issues and the easy ones. He can only move when we allow him to do so by giving up control of the situation and letting God take over. Trust me, look at my example and you can see how powerful and quickly God can move when you open the way for him too.
God bless, and I will keep you posted on my pregnancy too...
PG UPDATE:
I am currently 23 wks along.
The baby, at this point, can hear my voice and those around me. He especially likes Petra music and Carman. He also likes country music too! LOL he'll get to wriggling a lot when I play any of those things. Well take care. God bless you!
