The beginning

Ok, so this is the beginning of the blog, but I feel like I'm already so far behind since my darling little angel is already 15 weeks old. I know one post I would like to put on here is my birth story, but Tristan has seemed very "needy" the past 2 days and I don't think he's going to give me enough time to type that out right now. I'm hoping that through this blog I will be able to connect with other moms out there. I really feel pretty alone. TJ (my fiance) is wonderful, I couldn't ask for a better father for my baby, but he is now (started since Tristan was born) working for the local Operating Engineers Union and the job he is on right now is 11 hour days, 6 days a week, and the job site is an hour and 40 minutes away. So a lot of my time is at home with Tristan. I lost my parents when I was a teenager, my Dad when I was 16, and my Mom when I was 18. I never realized how difficult pregnancy, his birth, and everything after was going to be. Throughout my pregnancy I was addicted to the computer, there wasn't anyone around me that I wanted to talk to because the one person in the world (my mom) I wanted to talk to wasn't here, and honestly no one else could live up to her in my mind. So anyway, enough of that talk, I'm hoping to find some support through the World Wide Web. To explain the title of the blog. I, actually we, had been hoping for a child for a long time. TJ and I have been together since April 13, 2002, 8 and a half years.  We had been not trying to get pregnant but not doing anything to stop it from happening for a good 5 years before we finally got the positive test. So Tristan was something that we both had prayed for, and what better name for my blog.  I guess I'll wrap this up, I still have lots to learn about this blogging thing. Nap time is probably soon over for baby, and it's getting to be lunch time for mommy.....so time to scrounge :)