A baby?

To start off, our 12 week old puppy, Gunner, that we love so much is going to a new home soon. This was a tough decision, but we felt like it was the best choice for our situation. With everything going on we need to save every penny we can and it wouldn’t be fair to put Gunner outside with little to no attention when he could be in a home with people who give him everything he needs and deserves.

On Sunday September 4, 2016 Charlee and I had the surprise of our lives. His mother had a dream that we had twins and wanted me to take a pregnancy test to ease her mind. Any one close enough to me knows that I gave up on that dream a long time ago. Honestly, I didn’t think I was able to conceive a baby at all. 

The night before I was to take the pregnancy test, I prayed to God to let it come out positive. I promised him I would give up smoking and that Charlee was the best man I could ever ask for. I prayed that if it was in God’s will and in his time then I was ready to be a mommy and Charlee without a doubt would be an amazing daddy to our kid(s).

The next morning, I took the pregnancy test and glanced at the results. Negative as usual. I then took it to our room so that I could show Charlee that we still had no hope of ever having a baby without medical intervention. When I got back to our room, he wasn’t in there and I sighed and looked at the test once more in disappointment. When I took the second look I was shocked by what I saw. I had been so sure this test would come out negative that I didn’t even notice there was an extra line on it meaning it was positive! Right then Charlee came into the room and I wiped the grin off of my face and handed him the test like I would if nothing was going on. I wanted to see the look on his face when he realized he was going to be a daddy for the first time.

Charlee looked down at the test for a min, slowly looked up at me and saw my smiling, then looked back down at the test. He asked me if this was real and I informed him I had no way to fake this and wouldn’t even if I could. He softly asked me, “So, does this mean I’m going to be a daddy?” I really believe this was the happiest moment of my life. Right then and there I loved him and looked at him as more than my future husband. He is now the father to my unborn baby and I know without a doubt he will always do everything possible to be a good father. This baby hit the jackpot with Charlee for a daddy!

I’ve been dizzy, nauseous, vomiting, tired, and have had a very little appetite in the past week. The health department believes I am 13 weeks pregnant, but with an irregular menstrual cycle, I wont know for sure until my first doctors appointment next week. Anything I have to go through for this bundle of joy that God placed in our lives is well worth it to me! This just reinforces my belief that God can do anything. First, he gave me Charlee and now he gave us a baby and family of our own. Everything is in his time and I wouldn’t want things any other way. ❤


Our Gunner



Gunner is our 7 week old puppy. For the first time in my life I had the privilege of watch 9 puppies enter this world. It was amazing. As soon as the third puppy was born, we claimed him as our own. He stayed with his mother dog until he was 2 weeks old. After this I began bottle feeding him and he has been like our baby ever since. Today, Gunner is a spunky, fun, loving puppy. I’m currently working on finding the right puppy food for him. This includes a healthy brand with meat as the main ingredient. We bought him a harness and leash a few hours ago, so we can begin weaning him off of puppy pads and teaching him to use the bathroom outside. He seems to be a fast learner. So far he has learned to sit on command and 50% of the time he will put his paw up to shake our hand on command. We hope to teach him to walk on a leash correctly and not try and pull us behind him. I plan to begin a job search in the next week and may begin to have less time to help teach him things. Never the less, I know I will have to make time  since he relies on us to help him become a well behaved dog that we trust to be out in public with us. Hopefully he will learn to ride in the truck with us and eventually love it. (Gunner currently whines while going for a ride.) He hates baths and tries his best to jump out of the sink while I wash him. I’m not getting my hopes up, but I’m hoping he learns to enjoy them more in the future. We have a lot of work to do before he grows up, and we know the grow pretty fast. Gunner is worth every stitch of time and effort we put in with him and he will be loved and taken care of always! Welcome to our little family Gunner! <3❤