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Born and raised in Miami, Lissette's passion isn't only enjoying the lovely south Florida weather and beaches, but also traveling which leads to new life experiences. She has a degree in Cardiovascular Technology and later she graduated from Miami Dade College with a degree in Television and Films. Lissette won the coveted title of Miss Florida USA 2011 and went on to represent her home state at the nationally televised pageant Miss USA, where she placed in the top 15.   Since the tender age of 5 she also enjoyed fixing cars with her dad -- classic cars to be specific. Her passion was almost immediate, as she was able to see the beauty that a good ole' classic bestows. Working on her first car a 1972 Chevy Bel-Air with her dad, it only got bigger and better. Now she's on a new journey for a new title, MOMMY! As Lissette documents her journey through her pregnancy, feel free to leave her tips!

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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Little Miss First Trimester

My last blog post I must admit was a bit heartbreaking, but it's me.

Now lets talk First trimester...I'm not discovering the wheel here, we all go through it differently, but it happens.

First belly pic, once I found out. 
             First, keeping my mouth shut (about being pregnant has been a challenge?)!  I had a feeling things were changing within me even before having a positive test.

           The first physical change most women experience is a change in their cup size, yes....Boobs! Lets just say as I was working out and doing a few burpees, when the shooting/throbbing pain that was coming from them stopped me in the middle of my workout. I immediately became suspicious, but I wasn't late, yet. Fast forward to the day I find out, and WOW now we can't tell anyone.

            No reason, just superstitions, many things can happen before the baby reaches 13 weeks and I did not want to get anyone excited (mostly the grandparents) for then a miscarriage to happen or even just a false pregnancy. Mommy and Daddy knew, but no one else. Also we're getting married in a week, in Cancun! Where we planned to enjoy the ever flowing booze and food as many do when they go to Cancun, so we wanted the focus to be our wedding, not a possible baby on the way. Up to this point I still feel great, also I'm excited as I'm on my way to Cancun!
You may now kiss the bride! Although we kissed as soon as we me at the alter! :) 

            Ahhhh, the loveliness of being 7 weeks pregnant and the non stop feeling of a hangover. That's how I would describe it...that hangover you once got that made you realize you will never drink again. There's no "hair of the dog" I can do for this hangover, just maybe drinking some Gingerale and moving one with my day. Gingerale, Ginger beer, Ginger candy, Ginger chews all became my best friends along with soda crackers (the Cuban kind) and Mac' n Cheese. That's all I was able to stomach for the next 6 weeks.

           I'd wake up and already felt low on my energy (anemia). I'd eat a little breakfast which consisted of a full glass of OJ (another craving) and some toast or some kind of carb. Then I'd fall asleep, wherever. It did not matter that I woke up an hour ago, if I sat somewhere I just fell asleep. My eyes would close and I could not control it. Wake up an hour or two later, eat Mac' n Cheese with crackers and a Coca Cola (Yup I had not drank Cola in years but now it was normal), I felt like I needed the Cola, my blood sugar and blood pressure would drop so suddenly that I would run to grab one.
       After that fall asleep again...I just could not help it. I'm blessed in having my own business and I decide when I work or in this case when I actually have enough energy to work and won't vomit in front of a client. So when I did work, it was great because I have fun teaching my girls.  I didn't really vomit much, but I did, just part of the package I guess. First time using a barf bag on an airplane, that was interesting. The morning sickness was all day and all of the rest of the first trimester, I'm actually getting a little queasy writing this thinking about it.

       So what else is happening to me you ask? Oh just saddle bags, cellulite, love handles, pimples, new cup size. My face looked like a teenagers on some mornings, crazy! The beauty of all this is that no one except my hubby knew yet! And here I am trying to be as normal as possible! In CancĂșn, I had to pretend to drink (alcohol), eat sushi, "Why is Liz eating Mac n Cheese and so unhealthy?" I just could not eat anything clean, healthy, or that was not covered in cheese or fat! I could not, lol. As my OB said, "It's natures way of keeping us away from food boorne illness." Makes sense, salads can be full of e-coli and other things that would be so harmful to our babies if not properly washed.

       My first ultrasound was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen. It was so amazing, the picture that made it all real, all worth while, it made the sickness all better. Just put a smile on my face as I knew at that moment, the little ball of joy in me would soon have my heart forever.









Thursday, February 19, 2015

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes ... oh boy oh boy (or girl)

The baby in the baby carriage

                   One of the greatest pleasures in life is finding that one true love that will be by your side until worlds end, I hear there is no greater love until you hold your baby in your arms. As I announced this week to the Internet world Baby Martinez is on its way, I can't help but smile as I await the arrival of my little one alongside my amazing husband. 

@MissLissetteG
So how did this happen exactly...LOL I think we know how it happened ;) ... all I know is God works in mysterious ways. I am so thankful for my little peanut to keep me focused on the beautiful things in life.

There's one thing that has weighed on me... I know we shouldn't question The Lord about the obstacles he gives us, but I feel in my heart it was Lilo's time to go to allow for my baby's life to grow.

You see when Lilo got sick at first it was the most devastating thing that has EVER happened to me, aside from my grandmother's passing when I was 8 years old, seeing Lilo almost die and return that one night was the scariest thing in my life. I was pregnant when it happened, and I had no clue. I was so shaken up about it, I drank some Balvenie (scotch) to calm me down, I could not sleep for about 3 days, I felt fine. I spent all night keeping an eye on Lilo and making sure she was fine, which she was. No sign of heart failure, just "a heart murmur" the vet said.

A week later I find out the good/surprising news, I'm Pregnant! I think "wow" just "wow" and then I got so excited! :) Well then Jason gets excited, then we freak out, then we celebrate, then I cry and laugh and cry again and then I say "WOW MY HORMONES!"
But now Lilo starts going down hill, I see her getting worse, slowing down, and then heart failure. Within a month of "it's a heart murmur" it becomes heart failure. I tried to keep my pregnancy a secret, just to be sure it was going to happen, but I had to tell someone other than my husband. I needed someone to keep my strong and not let me crumble when Lilo would leave me. I need someone to snap me out of any depression or craziness I might go through.

A normal sunbathing day.
Of course I rush Lilo here and there trying my best to save her, all while also keeping myself composed as morning sickness, anemia, and fatigue set in. But her final day came, her last breath in my arms as she sat in her favorite spot of the house, where she would sun bathe, only this time she knew it would be her last day sitting there.






I sat on the ground with her and pulled her face close to mine, I looked right into her eyes as she looked back at me, and she went limp. No gasp for air, no whines, nothing, just My Lilo was gone, as my little peanut grew, and to this day I feel in my heart Lilo knew there was a baby in me, and that I would be alright.
The reason for me telling you this is for another reason, why I believe The Lord listens to us and is always present in our lives. When I got Lilo 12 years ago she was born on May 31st, my grandma's death anniversary, my baby is "due" on the 31st of July,  Lilo gave birth to her babies in July. I always said to myself I won't have babies until my baby Lilo is gone, and so it happened. Too soon, yes, but God's timing is perfect. I'll be 30 in May and I'm ready for my new life. I'll always love my Lilo.


                                                 

First Tri coming up next!