Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Porch sittin, Otter-Pop sippin and Pregnantly chillin

Due to the lack of motivation, lack of energy, lack of time spent on the computer, an increasing laundry pile, oh, and rapidly decreasing braincells (from pregnancy and throwing up) I will be changing things here. Not sure what I'm going to do, but I do know that the computer and I don't go together anymore. We're totally clashing. Every time I try to use my brain, it fails. And leaving my blog unattended for so long makes me feel vulnerable and I don't like that. So, maybe I'll keep this one around for any future insights I might have, or maybe I'll start another blog just for family blogging purposes and go private, who knows. All I know is that this first trimester has kicked my booty and I have a lot of pieces to pick up. Blogging doesn't seem to be one of them.

Luckily my schedule seems to be freeing up each day. I got released from the Relief Society Presidency in my church and I've been released from the millions of thoughts that kept me up at night and I've been released from my desires to pursue photography or any other hobby for that matter. It's quite refreshing. I sit on my front porch and eat Otter-Pops while my kids spray each other and me with the hose. Life has slowed down here, it's more simple and we're all just so excited for the new little one that will join our family. The kids are obsessed with my belly, they talk to the baby as if he/she is a grown child sitting in the room. Aside from the pregnancy yucks that I'm dealing with, life is good and I'm embracing this time. Maybe later I'll miraculously feel a desire to sit here again and spill all my life's details, but not now. I'm going to enjoy sitting on the porch a little longer.

Monday, June 29, 2009

The next chapter...

On Friday morning, May 8, 2009, I laid in bed with eyes wide open, anxiously waiting for Brian to wake up. I was excited because today was the day I was going to take the test. When he finally woke up, I told him I wasn't going to wait another minute. I leaped out of bed and grabbed the pregnancy test that I had packed in my suitcase. This was our last day in Vegas, and 2 days after celebrating our nine year anniversary. It was the perfect revealing time.

He stayed in bed and I promised we would look at it together. We waited the 3 minutes and walked into the resort bathroom side by side. It only took us one quick glance to see the positive sign and then to hear Brian say, "Oh man, oh crap, oh man, oh crap..." And to hear my squeal of joy. I ran around the room cheering and he nervously went back to bed.

He was excited. He knows it's time, and I do too. I'm excited.

We'll be welcoming a new little one to our family the first week of January (assuming all goes well of course.)

I'm 12 weeks today. Can't wait to say goodbye to the first trimester. It's thrown some curve balls. But hopefully it's passing...


OH HAPPY DAY!

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Stashed away in the vault

Just doing a little cleaning up here. The previous posts have been put away in the vault.

Wow, a fresh start is kind of nice.