Let me first say that I have had a very busy last week. It seems like life is just non-stop and I’m starting to fall behind. Today is my “catch-up” day and I’m scrambling about trying to get this and that done. I’ve had a headache for days that is making it hard for me. It seems to be nearly gone now and has at least eased up intensity wise.
Anyhow, back to the purpose of this post. Before we were blessed with three beautiful little boys, I was the proud mommy to a single child, crazy black lab. Here’s the story:
In 2006 I married my best friend. We left our little apartment and built a house. It was perfect. Just the two of us in our three bedroom, little, yellow house. It didn’t take long for us to start dreaming of a baby and of making one of those bedrooms into a nursery. Pretty soon I found myself grinning over a little pink plus sign and we were so filled with excitement and so much love for this tiny little being. We started talking about names and decorating schemes. It was fabulous.
About a week later the tables turned. I was having terrible pains on my lower left side and then oddly I started having shoulder pain as well. I called my OB and his nurse told me to head straight to the ER. After ultrasounds and blood tests we were told that I was experiencing an ectopic pregnancy. I was devastated. I moped around for weeks. It is the most terrible feeling to know that you have lost what you so badly wanted.
My birthday came around a few weeks later and my husband decided it was time for a puppy. We found an ad in the paper for Labrador puppies and went to meet the family. One look at this puppy and I was in love! I mean really, how can you resist this?
We took him home and got to know him. We named him Oscar. He quickly became my substitute baby and boy did he fill the void for me at the time.
Have you read Marley and Me? That is exactly what we got ourselves into. Oscar got into everything! He chewed up everything. Seriously, everything! The sweet little puppy actually ate part of the trim along the bottom of the wall and he also ate a chunk of the window sill! He was always getting into trouble. We bought him nice fluffy beds and he destroyed them in minutes. But despite his faults, you couldn’t help but love him.
He has come a long way since then, he is still a total nut. Oscar is the perfect family dog. B-Bear is his best friend and the two play together all the time.
He is the best dog a girl could have and I wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world. Of course now that I have 3 babies of the non furry variety, his status has slightly changed. He doesn’t get to cuddle up to me on the couch anymore since my lap is always full of babies. We rarely make special doggy outings to the pet store or dog park anymore and all of walks are accompanied by a full triple stroller. There are very few people that understand what my dog means to me. He has been with me through everything. He kept me company during my bed rest with my last pregnancy. He’s my buddy. No matter what happens and what changes we go through, Oscar will always be my baby.