I am still learning who I am, I don't think you ever stop discovering new things about yourself, or you never stop changing into someone else. Forever learning and changing and growing. But for now, I will tell you who my 22 year old self is.
- My name is Lauren
- I live in Australia
- I am the youngest of SIX children.
- I am the only one with a child, so far. So I gave my parents their last child and their first grandchild. You're welcome, Ma & Pa.
- I found out I was pregnant at 19 weeks. I had zero symptoms except for incredibly horrible heartburn towards the end. I went to the doctor and had blood tests, which read 5 weeks. Then I had an ultrasound, which showed a little baby and that I was 19 weeks along. The lady told me it was a boy on the very same day I even found out I was having a baby. Surreal. Terrifying. I cried so much because I didn't think I could do this. A week later, I was calm, happy... still terrified. But I couldn't imagine my life any different now.
- I always find myself standing on my tippy toes when I'm cooking. I think it stems from learning to cook (stirring the gravy) at such a young age and never being able to see over the top of the pot properly. I always find myself doing it now and I am definitely taller than the bench.
- I love a clean house. But I am not a clean person. I don't hate cleaning, in fact I actually have fun when I'm cleaning... opening the windows, listening to music, dancing, burning incense. But I can't keep my house clean for longer than about two days. It's a curse.
- I have always liked to write. Back in the day when internet wasn't a common thing for every household and when there was only one computer in the house if you were lucky, which wasn't actually that long ago... I was only born in '93, haha. Anyway, I used to jump on to Word on the family computer and just type stories... I wish I saved them, I wonder if they made sense? So, yes, I have always loved to write. Hopefully other people think I am good at it, too.
- I'm all about that mexican food life.
Meet Oliver
Like I said, I found out I was pregnant at 19 weeks with this little fire cracker. He most definitely was a surprise. A blessing in disguise and an angel I never even knew I needed. I don't think my life was heading in the direction it was mean't to, nor was I turning into the person I was mean't to be, without him. I'm so glad he came into our lives. Everyone who meets him, loves him to bits.
- When Oliver was born, he was placed on my chest and he looked up at us and didn't even cry. It's as if he was like "Finally! Hello! I'm here!" and then he immediately started searching for a nipple.
- He has always hated being swaddled. I had to stay 5 days in the hospital and he would only sleep on me, nursing. Every time I tried to put him down he would wake up. He is still the exact same at 8 months.
- His legs have always been very strong, ever since the first day he was born. Everyone commented on how big his feet were and how strong his little kickers were. I already knew he was strong because I felt him kicking me from the inside....
- His neck was also very strong when he was born, too. It didn't take long for him to be able to hold it steady. I still really believe he is in a hurry to learn everything and grow up and live his life.
- This kid loves watermelon. LOVES IT.
- He really hates being fed by a spoon, unless he has food he can also hold in his hands.
- He loves long warm showers just like his mama
- He has an amazing smile just like his dada
- He is constantly on the go, he never ever sits still unless he is asleep. I feel like I already have a toddler. I bet I'll look back at that comment and laugh.
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