Whirlwind of All of That.

Okay. So, it has been one heck of a week. I'm not even going to pretend I want to dive into all of the drama once again, so I'll just wrap it up by saying we are moving, yet again. I know what you're thinking. Yes, we've only been here 4 months. (seriously?) But, I think this is meant to be. Actually, I know it is. After all the headache and horrible-ness came to a close, it was just too meant to be. Everything horrible that had occurred, seemed to have been perfect timing. Cause we get to stay in our new ward. We are actually just moving a few condos down. So. I think it's meant to be. 
I'm 36 weeks pregnant. I feel like I'm 80 weeks pregnant. I can't remember what it's like to zip up a pair of pants. Or really wear a pair of pants that didn't make me incredibly uncomfortable, for that matter. My wardrobe consists of maxi skirts, leggings, or scrubs. I'm verrrrry cute most days, let me tell you. I can't remember what it's like to not have this big belly I'm carrying around with me; to see below my belly. I now believe that God made pregnancy 40 weeks so that by the time the painful long labor gets you, you are so ready to be done being pregnant, that you welcome the labor with open arms. Seriously though. Come on labor! (But please not until we have moved. Please baby.) I'm getting so dang excited to meet my little guy. I know he's cute, because he will move his little legs and I can feel his feet. He'll push them against me and if I'm quick enough, I can grab them. And they are so tiny and cute. He usually pulls them in once he's realized I'm trying to hold them. And his hiccups I think are cute too. Homeboy really needs to learn what he's doin' though cause he gets them 1,000 times a day. I'm sure he's just miserable. But I think it's pretty dang cute. Plus, I got all these cute things to dress him up in (like a doll?) and I can't wait til his fat little body fills them right up. I'm just excited. And I think Colt is really excited too. He keeps having dreams that the baby comes. I haven't had any! But, he did say that the little man is pretty dang cute. I hope the little guy looks just like his dad, cause man, his dad is pretty cute. I think Colt is also pretty excited to have me not be pregnant anymore so I can stop having horrific night sweats and acid reflux and need assistance to get off the couch and raging cravings and so on. I think he's excited to have a less hormonal wife back. Believe me, I am too. This 12 year old acne is really crampin my style. 
Anyway. I'm just excited. For a safe new place to live, and to meet my guy, and for all the exciting-ness I've got going on in my future. I'm feeling very grateful for my life and all the things and people in it today. Most of all, my amazing husband. Where I'd be without him, I don't know. 


My feet get super swollen at night and it freaks me out. Another reason why I can't wait to meet my guy.