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.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Hoping It's Not Just Me.
So Colt is out of town for a couple of days, and I have cried every day. I'm telling myself it's just because I'm pregnant, but I know it's because I'm so attached to the man that obviously I need therapy. He is down in Vegas at a work convention, just enjoying himself, loving the little break he's getting, and I'm over here eating a bowl of cereal, crying, and sleeping with the lights on. Get a grip Court.
I have successfully made it to my 33rd week of pregnancy. I feel like my belly isn't getting any bigger, but my baby is. So, it feels like his feet are punching me through my ribs and straight in the boob, and his hands are pulling at my hip bones. It's real uncomfortable. Today I asked him, very nicely I might add, to please stop moving the way he was moving because he was really pulling my insides apart. Sometimes he sits right under my belly button and pushes it out or sucks it right in and it freaks me out/hurts me too. You should see how I'm having to sit to type right now. His feet are just all up in my ribs. Yikes Mr, we still have 7 weeks to go and my body is huuurting. Speaking of having 7 weeks left, what the heck? Where has the time gone? I remember when Colt and I found out we were pregnant and the excitement we felt and everything else that comes along with being a first time parent. I still feel those anxious feelings, mostly about the unknown. When do I feed him, how do I know when he's hungry, will he sleep good for me, will I rock at nursing (please oh please let me rock at nursing), who is going to watch him for me when I work, how in the world will we afford this nugget, and on and on I could go. The stress and anxious I have felt, and continue to feel, is so overwhelming. But I know this--Heavenly Father wants us to have kids. He wants me to be a mom and Colt to be a dad. He wants me to bring children into my home and to raise a family. So, He will provide a way for me to do that. And He will help all those questions get answered. So in my many moments of panic, I just try and remember that I am suppose to do this, and everything will be okay. Although, if one more person says "Oh it will all work itself out..." I think I may slap the person right across the face. That's everyone's response. Well that's great, but in the meantime of things just "working themselves out", I have to take the initiative to make them actually work out. Ha ha. I sound bitter. Maybe I am.
I have my first baby shower at work this Friday, and my big family shower on Saturday. I'm excited to get baby things and get his room settled. I'm so incredibly excited to meet this little guy.
& this is just because I want him to know how excited I was for him one day: the past 9 months of my life have been hard, exciting, emotional, overwhelming, painful, and incredibly incredibly happy. I feel so blessed that I have been given the opportunity to carry this beautiful baby boy in my belly and to be his mommy. I hope he knows how much love he is already surrounded by. Colt and I are incredibly in love, and honestly, I think our relationship is the best I know of. There is not a single thing about it that I would change, or wish were different. Everything about our marriage is exactly perfect. Yes, we fight, and yes, we drive each other crazy some days, but honestly, I think we are everything to each other. And baby is super lucky to have parents who are in love. Colt and I are so excited to be parents and have no idea what we are doing and that's going to be half the fun. I know I could go into labor at any given moment now-a-days, and I'm just feeling overwhelmed with love in my life. I feel so blessed by so many things, even through all the stresses that have hit us hard the past few months. We get to be parents in T-minus 7 weeks. Oh my gosh. I can't hardly wait.
(I can't wait to sleep on my stomach again.)
I have successfully made it to my 33rd week of pregnancy. I feel like my belly isn't getting any bigger, but my baby is. So, it feels like his feet are punching me through my ribs and straight in the boob, and his hands are pulling at my hip bones. It's real uncomfortable. Today I asked him, very nicely I might add, to please stop moving the way he was moving because he was really pulling my insides apart. Sometimes he sits right under my belly button and pushes it out or sucks it right in and it freaks me out/hurts me too. You should see how I'm having to sit to type right now. His feet are just all up in my ribs. Yikes Mr, we still have 7 weeks to go and my body is huuurting. Speaking of having 7 weeks left, what the heck? Where has the time gone? I remember when Colt and I found out we were pregnant and the excitement we felt and everything else that comes along with being a first time parent. I still feel those anxious feelings, mostly about the unknown. When do I feed him, how do I know when he's hungry, will he sleep good for me, will I rock at nursing (please oh please let me rock at nursing), who is going to watch him for me when I work, how in the world will we afford this nugget, and on and on I could go. The stress and anxious I have felt, and continue to feel, is so overwhelming. But I know this--Heavenly Father wants us to have kids. He wants me to be a mom and Colt to be a dad. He wants me to bring children into my home and to raise a family. So, He will provide a way for me to do that. And He will help all those questions get answered. So in my many moments of panic, I just try and remember that I am suppose to do this, and everything will be okay. Although, if one more person says "Oh it will all work itself out..." I think I may slap the person right across the face. That's everyone's response. Well that's great, but in the meantime of things just "working themselves out", I have to take the initiative to make them actually work out. Ha ha. I sound bitter. Maybe I am.
I have my first baby shower at work this Friday, and my big family shower on Saturday. I'm excited to get baby things and get his room settled. I'm so incredibly excited to meet this little guy.
& this is just because I want him to know how excited I was for him one day: the past 9 months of my life have been hard, exciting, emotional, overwhelming, painful, and incredibly incredibly happy. I feel so blessed that I have been given the opportunity to carry this beautiful baby boy in my belly and to be his mommy. I hope he knows how much love he is already surrounded by. Colt and I are incredibly in love, and honestly, I think our relationship is the best I know of. There is not a single thing about it that I would change, or wish were different. Everything about our marriage is exactly perfect. Yes, we fight, and yes, we drive each other crazy some days, but honestly, I think we are everything to each other. And baby is super lucky to have parents who are in love. Colt and I are so excited to be parents and have no idea what we are doing and that's going to be half the fun. I know I could go into labor at any given moment now-a-days, and I'm just feeling overwhelmed with love in my life. I feel so blessed by so many things, even through all the stresses that have hit us hard the past few months. We get to be parents in T-minus 7 weeks. Oh my gosh. I can't hardly wait.
(I can't wait to sleep on my stomach again.)
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Because I Should Be Doing Homework.
I have so much homework this week its overwhelming. So naturally, I'm blogging instead of writing my dang book review.
Today I'm feeling especially grateful for everything going on in my world right now. It's Easter Sunday, and the choir at my church did such an awesome program I was holding back tears the whole way through. And not just 'cause I'm pregnant. I have to say, I'm so grateful for holidays like Easter to bring us back to Earth. To remind us that the little things that stress our lives, that complicate our worlds, that seem to override so much of what's really important, are just the minute things that really don't matter. It's so easy to get caught up in how you feel, about yourself or about a neighbor, a coworker, or anyone else, or really anything else. It's easy to forget that we are all imperfect and the things in our lives that seem to cause shadows so much of the time, are temporary. I'm grateful to know that I have the Atonement to make up for my shortcomings and to help me be forgiven when I really need it. That's why I love Easter. And today was just fabulous. The weather was incredible too.
Aside from that stuff, I just really wanted to write down how I'm feeling. Today marks my merging into my 3rd trimester! I'm so excited. And I'm also freaking out. I'm nervous that my last tri will be like my first. I don't want to live off Zofran and be tired 24-7 but it's starting out that way. Dang. Also, the whole concept of Braxton Hicks freaks me out. How am I suppose to know if I'm in labor or if my uterus is just prepping? Seriously, I'm so clueless and paranoid and nervous and excited. So this trimester could be the most interesting.
My belly. You guys! It's so big. And heavy. And I'm so serious. This belly is like carrying a 20 lb medicine ball around all the time. Strapped to your waist. I get winded walking up the hill when I take Marley on a walk. How out of shape am I right? I know. But aside from it being huge and uncomfortable and making me feel like a large animal...it's my favorite. Because it means that the little man is growing, and that means I get to feel him more often. My absolute favorite thing about being pregnant is feeling him. He makes me laugh! I seriously catch myself laughing out loud when he is doing a dance of sorts. And he is also such a punk--he moves all the time for me, and even for Colt. But whenever any of my coworkers or friends want to feel him move, the second their hand goes on the belly, he stops. And then starts up again when they've given up. How rude, right? I promise he is on the move almost constantly ha ha, maybe he's just shy. But I can't explain how much I love to see my belly move when he decides he's uncomfortable, or when he is stretching, or when he is doing some awesome kickboxing moves. My favorite. I wish I could let you all be pregnant and feel him too.
Anyway. This post is random and scattered but that's okay. I'm just grateful for Easter, and for my baby boy who's growing in my belly. I cannot wait to see his face and meet his little self. It's getting exciting around here folks.
Today I'm feeling especially grateful for everything going on in my world right now. It's Easter Sunday, and the choir at my church did such an awesome program I was holding back tears the whole way through. And not just 'cause I'm pregnant. I have to say, I'm so grateful for holidays like Easter to bring us back to Earth. To remind us that the little things that stress our lives, that complicate our worlds, that seem to override so much of what's really important, are just the minute things that really don't matter. It's so easy to get caught up in how you feel, about yourself or about a neighbor, a coworker, or anyone else, or really anything else. It's easy to forget that we are all imperfect and the things in our lives that seem to cause shadows so much of the time, are temporary. I'm grateful to know that I have the Atonement to make up for my shortcomings and to help me be forgiven when I really need it. That's why I love Easter. And today was just fabulous. The weather was incredible too.
Aside from that stuff, I just really wanted to write down how I'm feeling. Today marks my merging into my 3rd trimester! I'm so excited. And I'm also freaking out. I'm nervous that my last tri will be like my first. I don't want to live off Zofran and be tired 24-7 but it's starting out that way. Dang. Also, the whole concept of Braxton Hicks freaks me out. How am I suppose to know if I'm in labor or if my uterus is just prepping? Seriously, I'm so clueless and paranoid and nervous and excited. So this trimester could be the most interesting.
My belly. You guys! It's so big. And heavy. And I'm so serious. This belly is like carrying a 20 lb medicine ball around all the time. Strapped to your waist. I get winded walking up the hill when I take Marley on a walk. How out of shape am I right? I know. But aside from it being huge and uncomfortable and making me feel like a large animal...it's my favorite. Because it means that the little man is growing, and that means I get to feel him more often. My absolute favorite thing about being pregnant is feeling him. He makes me laugh! I seriously catch myself laughing out loud when he is doing a dance of sorts. And he is also such a punk--he moves all the time for me, and even for Colt. But whenever any of my coworkers or friends want to feel him move, the second their hand goes on the belly, he stops. And then starts up again when they've given up. How rude, right? I promise he is on the move almost constantly ha ha, maybe he's just shy. But I can't explain how much I love to see my belly move when he decides he's uncomfortable, or when he is stretching, or when he is doing some awesome kickboxing moves. My favorite. I wish I could let you all be pregnant and feel him too.
Anyway. This post is random and scattered but that's okay. I'm just grateful for Easter, and for my baby boy who's growing in my belly. I cannot wait to see his face and meet his little self. It's getting exciting around here folks.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
New Fave.
K I have to share my new fave recipe. I made it last night and guys...I'm telling you, it's so good. And it's so super easy and quick! Colt loved it too.
I can't take credit for it, of course I found it on Pinterest, but changed a few things! So, here's the recipe. Try it. You won't regret it.
Burrito Bowls:
You Need:
2 C. Brown Rice
1 Tbsp. Vegetable Oil
1/4 C. Diced Onion
1 Clove Garlic, Minced
2 15oz. Cans Black Beans, Drained
Chopped Cilantro
1/4 Tsp. Chili Powder
Cayenne Pepper, To Your Liking
Juice of 2 Limes
Shredded Lettuce
How To:
Cook your rice. I made enough for 4 servings, so that Colt and I could have leftovers as well. I always cook for 4. I like leftovers. So, however much you want, you can cook. Also, if you wanted to, you could cook quinoa instead of rice which would be equally delish. I just am cheap and rice was like 3$ cheaper this week. While the rice is cooking, saute your onions and garlic in the oil until they soften. Add your beans, along with 1/2 c water, about 2 tbsp. of cilantro, and your spices (chili powder and cayenne, of course salt and pepper too). Stir and bring to a boil. Once boiling, reduce head and simmer for about 15 min until the water is mostly evaporated and the beans have thickened. Stir in the juice of 1 lime. Once your rice is done, add about 2 tbsp cilantro and the juice of one lime, along with some salt, and stir. Now it's time to assemble these bowls.
Layer your rice, then beans, and top with lettuce. You can be creative now. I put sour cream, salsa, cheese, corn, and avocado on top and mixed it all up. You could put whatever you wanted in the bowls. My mixture was so yummy and I liked that the salsa added a little bit of liquid to it and the sour cream made it creamy and delicious. I had this for lunch the next day and it was even better. I hope you guys try it out and love it just as much as I did. (Sorry I suck at taking pictures so..no picture. Let your imagination run wild)
I can't take credit for it, of course I found it on Pinterest, but changed a few things! So, here's the recipe. Try it. You won't regret it.
Burrito Bowls:
You Need:
2 C. Brown Rice
1 Tbsp. Vegetable Oil
1/4 C. Diced Onion
1 Clove Garlic, Minced
2 15oz. Cans Black Beans, Drained
Chopped Cilantro
1/4 Tsp. Chili Powder
Cayenne Pepper, To Your Liking
Juice of 2 Limes
Shredded Lettuce
How To:
Cook your rice. I made enough for 4 servings, so that Colt and I could have leftovers as well. I always cook for 4. I like leftovers. So, however much you want, you can cook. Also, if you wanted to, you could cook quinoa instead of rice which would be equally delish. I just am cheap and rice was like 3$ cheaper this week. While the rice is cooking, saute your onions and garlic in the oil until they soften. Add your beans, along with 1/2 c water, about 2 tbsp. of cilantro, and your spices (chili powder and cayenne, of course salt and pepper too). Stir and bring to a boil. Once boiling, reduce head and simmer for about 15 min until the water is mostly evaporated and the beans have thickened. Stir in the juice of 1 lime. Once your rice is done, add about 2 tbsp cilantro and the juice of one lime, along with some salt, and stir. Now it's time to assemble these bowls.
Layer your rice, then beans, and top with lettuce. You can be creative now. I put sour cream, salsa, cheese, corn, and avocado on top and mixed it all up. You could put whatever you wanted in the bowls. My mixture was so yummy and I liked that the salsa added a little bit of liquid to it and the sour cream made it creamy and delicious. I had this for lunch the next day and it was even better. I hope you guys try it out and love it just as much as I did. (Sorry I suck at taking pictures so..no picture. Let your imagination run wild)
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Movin' Along.
So baby has totally started to move. I've been able to feel him for a few weeks now, but you can feel him through the belly. (he knows I'm talking about him, cause he is rollin' around like nobody's business as we speak) I let Colt feel my belly the other night when baby was super active and it freaked him out just a little bit. How do you think I feel, right? It's the most insane feeling to feel a little human in your belly doing dances and tricks. Seriously this whole thing still blows my mind. Another thing that baby is doing now-a-days is making me drink Dr. Pepper. I know, don't hate. But really, who drinks Dr. Pepper? Oh, me. I went to the gas station yesterday and for the first time I debated...Diet Coke? Or....Dr. Pepper won.
I hope everyone had a fabulous V-Day cause I certainly did! My husband always spoils me rotten and this year was no exception. I woke up to flowers and the cutest card ever (if you know me..cards are my favorite of all gifts. People can say such great things to make you feel so great. My favorite gifts.) He also got me a sweet new blow dryer which I've been complaining I "need" forever now. It's a professional one and we really do need these things right? Anyway, our tradition since we've been married has been for Colt to make me dinner on Valentines Day. It beats going out to a crowded restaurant of over-priced food because Colt is one heck of a cook. (on a side note, pregnancy is not so flattering for V-Day. Heads up ladies)
K here's my real big news. This week I am being sent to Vegas for an Anesthesia Review Course with the other assistants I work with for a few days. This isn't the cool part, just wait... and uhm, we are totally going to see Celine Dion. I know, I nearly cried when I heard the good news. I've wanted to see Celine (Elton too..oh please) since forever and I never had the heart to drag Colt along with me. So this is perfect. He doesn't have to suffer through it, I get to sing my heart out along with Celine. I cannot wait. Don't worry, I'll post pics. Maybe some videos too.
I'll share some of our fun since my last post. And I promise to post some good recipes soon--including Colt's V-Day lovin' recipe.
I hope everyone had a fabulous V-Day cause I certainly did! My husband always spoils me rotten and this year was no exception. I woke up to flowers and the cutest card ever (if you know me..cards are my favorite of all gifts. People can say such great things to make you feel so great. My favorite gifts.) He also got me a sweet new blow dryer which I've been complaining I "need" forever now. It's a professional one and we really do need these things right? Anyway, our tradition since we've been married has been for Colt to make me dinner on Valentines Day. It beats going out to a crowded restaurant of over-priced food because Colt is one heck of a cook. (on a side note, pregnancy is not so flattering for V-Day. Heads up ladies)
K here's my real big news. This week I am being sent to Vegas for an Anesthesia Review Course with the other assistants I work with for a few days. This isn't the cool part, just wait... and uhm, we are totally going to see Celine Dion. I know, I nearly cried when I heard the good news. I've wanted to see Celine (Elton too..oh please) since forever and I never had the heart to drag Colt along with me. So this is perfect. He doesn't have to suffer through it, I get to sing my heart out along with Celine. I cannot wait. Don't worry, I'll post pics. Maybe some videos too.
I'll share some of our fun since my last post. And I promise to post some good recipes soon--including Colt's V-Day lovin' recipe.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Drum Roll Please......
Okay. So I have some exciting news!
First of all, I'm 20 weeks into my pregnancy which means I'm half way there! The belly has definitely started to show itself and the baby has most definitely made it's territory known. I have started to feel the baby kick...a lot. It is the weirdest/coolest/craziest feeling ever. Some days, I look in the mirror at my big boobs (sorry, tmi, but seriously, first time I've ever had cleavage!), and my growing belly that isn't the most flattering thing and it honestly freaks me out to think I'm growing a human. A little tiny 12 oz human is inside my belly. It's just scary and cool and amazing all at once.
And, secondly, we have confirmed today with an AMAZING ultrasound that baby Rogers is a BOY!! We are so excited and cannot wait for the day when he gets here! Colt and I immediately went to Gap and bought the cutest little outfit. Red little jeans, and a white tee, and then the most softest cuddliest little sweatpants ever. Can't wait for a cute tiny body to fill them right up.
This has been a whirlwind of a month and days like today put life into perspective for you. The stress that I've been under has been insane and has quite honestly made me probably not the most fun to be around (sorry babe). But all of the moving and unpacking and buying and selling and money worries were all shoved aside and totally forgotten about when we were in the ultrasound room today looking at our baby boy squirm and toss and punch and chill. Ha it is truly truly an amazing feeling. I'm grateful to be reminded of the real-ness of life. This is what it's all about right?
On a totally different note, I have made a new nightly tradition--chocolate shakes. Oh em gee. Guys, if you aren't already doing this..you need to. It doesn't have to be a big chocolate shake, just a little bite and it tops your day off just mmmm. I highly recommend this for self-soothing.
I have kind of been thinking about sharing my awesome recipes with all of my 2 followers. Ha ha but really. I can't take credit for nearly half of them, but when I find a good one, I think it's worth sharing! Cause what is worse then making your grocery list and asking yourself, "what am I making for dinner this week?" right? I hate it. So I've decided that when I do make a good meal that is husband approved (and even if it's not) then I will most definitely share!
In the meantime, here are some recent pics of the baby bump and my niece's blessing and the babe Lars-head.
First of all, I'm 20 weeks into my pregnancy which means I'm half way there! The belly has definitely started to show itself and the baby has most definitely made it's territory known. I have started to feel the baby kick...a lot. It is the weirdest/coolest/craziest feeling ever. Some days, I look in the mirror at my big boobs (sorry, tmi, but seriously, first time I've ever had cleavage!), and my growing belly that isn't the most flattering thing and it honestly freaks me out to think I'm growing a human. A little tiny 12 oz human is inside my belly. It's just scary and cool and amazing all at once.
And, secondly, we have confirmed today with an AMAZING ultrasound that baby Rogers is a BOY!! We are so excited and cannot wait for the day when he gets here! Colt and I immediately went to Gap and bought the cutest little outfit. Red little jeans, and a white tee, and then the most softest cuddliest little sweatpants ever. Can't wait for a cute tiny body to fill them right up.
This has been a whirlwind of a month and days like today put life into perspective for you. The stress that I've been under has been insane and has quite honestly made me probably not the most fun to be around (sorry babe). But all of the moving and unpacking and buying and selling and money worries were all shoved aside and totally forgotten about when we were in the ultrasound room today looking at our baby boy squirm and toss and punch and chill. Ha it is truly truly an amazing feeling. I'm grateful to be reminded of the real-ness of life. This is what it's all about right?
On a totally different note, I have made a new nightly tradition--chocolate shakes. Oh em gee. Guys, if you aren't already doing this..you need to. It doesn't have to be a big chocolate shake, just a little bite and it tops your day off just mmmm. I highly recommend this for self-soothing.
I have kind of been thinking about sharing my awesome recipes with all of my 2 followers. Ha ha but really. I can't take credit for nearly half of them, but when I find a good one, I think it's worth sharing! Cause what is worse then making your grocery list and asking yourself, "what am I making for dinner this week?" right? I hate it. So I've decided that when I do make a good meal that is husband approved (and even if it's not) then I will most definitely share!
In the meantime, here are some recent pics of the baby bump and my niece's blessing and the babe Lars-head.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Crazy.
I have to say I have had an insane few days. Let me list my insane-ness:
1-The snow in Utah has been out of control. And since my adorable husband refuses to put the snow tires on my 2 wheel drive Mazda (that he drives), he went off the road and buried himself in a snow bank. He got massive stuck. His dad had to shovel him out. And when that didn't work, they pulled out the chain and full on ghetto pulled him out. So that was a fun day.
2-We bought a new car. And by new I mean new to us. (see insane-ness reason number 1) Colt got a Subaru Forester. Which he is loving. He finally has all wheel drive too. I'm totally happy about that part. But now we have 3 cars. And for some reason it's stressing me out to have to worry about selling another car. I hateeeee selling cars. And can I just say...I think Forester's are so ugly. (sorry Subaru)
3-We bought a new couch. Did we need a new couch cause our couch is old? No. I bought our couch brand spankin new when we got married. It's pretty and in nice condition and I was fine with it. But of course, we find a killer deal through some connections (shout out to Haley & Jaddon) and so we got a new couch. We have to sell our couch now.
4-We are moving into our new place on Saturday. I may shed a few tears because of how excited I am. Don't get me wrong, living in Colt's dad's house for the past 2 weeks has really helped us out, but I cannot wait to be able to get out of the shower and walk to my room without a towel on if I feel like it. I'm not saying that's a regular habit, but I might start making it one.
5-Baby has decided to get real big this week, whoo hoo baby! But along with my huge, size of a large cantaloupe uterus, my round ligament pain has begun. Oh man. It's pretty bad. I can't sneeze without a jab of pain going through my groin. I also can't sneeze without peeing my pants just a little bit. Pregnancy is beautiful isn't it?
I probably could continue with my list but then I'd just be complaining.
If anyone wants a couch or a car, I'm your girl.
Stay tuned for pictures of the big move. Along with the big belly.
(5 Days until the ultrasound!)
1-The snow in Utah has been out of control. And since my adorable husband refuses to put the snow tires on my 2 wheel drive Mazda (that he drives), he went off the road and buried himself in a snow bank. He got massive stuck. His dad had to shovel him out. And when that didn't work, they pulled out the chain and full on ghetto pulled him out. So that was a fun day.
2-We bought a new car. And by new I mean new to us. (see insane-ness reason number 1) Colt got a Subaru Forester. Which he is loving. He finally has all wheel drive too. I'm totally happy about that part. But now we have 3 cars. And for some reason it's stressing me out to have to worry about selling another car. I hateeeee selling cars. And can I just say...I think Forester's are so ugly. (sorry Subaru)
3-We bought a new couch. Did we need a new couch cause our couch is old? No. I bought our couch brand spankin new when we got married. It's pretty and in nice condition and I was fine with it. But of course, we find a killer deal through some connections (shout out to Haley & Jaddon) and so we got a new couch. We have to sell our couch now.
4-We are moving into our new place on Saturday. I may shed a few tears because of how excited I am. Don't get me wrong, living in Colt's dad's house for the past 2 weeks has really helped us out, but I cannot wait to be able to get out of the shower and walk to my room without a towel on if I feel like it. I'm not saying that's a regular habit, but I might start making it one.
5-Baby has decided to get real big this week, whoo hoo baby! But along with my huge, size of a large cantaloupe uterus, my round ligament pain has begun. Oh man. It's pretty bad. I can't sneeze without a jab of pain going through my groin. I also can't sneeze without peeing my pants just a little bit. Pregnancy is beautiful isn't it?
I probably could continue with my list but then I'd just be complaining.
If anyone wants a couch or a car, I'm your girl.
Stay tuned for pictures of the big move. Along with the big belly.
(5 Days until the ultrasound!)
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