Wednesday, October 19, 2011

the great pumpkin.

I am the great pumpkin. Please note the stain on my shirt. My stomach is a pro at catching all of the food I drop. How helpful!


I am humongous. It's kind of awesome and amazing. It looks like I've swallowed a watermelon
or to be more October-appropriate a pumpkin. One of those prize winning types of pumpkins.

I had another doctors appointment today (32 weeks!) and found out that the baby is in the head down position. For some reason this really threw me for a loop. I've been imagining baby boy still lying in my stomach horizontally like he's lounging in a cabana hammock when in reality he's preparing for the gauntlet ahead upside down and raring to go. After the doctor poked him to feel how he was oriented he wiggled around all hot and bothered and it was really adorable. This lady is in LOVE.

We have great news of another big variety to report. After some toil and worry we found an apartment that perfectly fits our little needs at a price we couldn't have hoped for. For those of you who don't know, for Phil's first year and a half of law school we were incredibly blessed to live rent free with my grandparents in Alamo. (Yes, we owe them BIG time.) Phil commutes into SF via bart and we have been able to save. Now with a baby on the way we need a bit more space and a place to start our own brood. We're moving into an apartment in Walnut Creek and I couldn't be more excited. Baby and I will get to spend our days close to our 5,000 immediate family members and Phil will be within walking distance of bart making his school commute about as dreamy as a thing can be when it includes the words "school" and "commute." I count the whole chain of events leading us to our apartment as a blessing from God and an answer to prayer. Sigh of pregnant relief and gratitude!!! We move in on friday. We will be reunited with all of our lovely apartment things that have been jailed in storage. I will nest like a mother bird.

Phil and I went to our first childbirth class and it was fascinating. I especially loved the "stages of labor" diagram that included pictures of mommy turning from excited to completely enraged as labor progresses. Awesome. It was fun to be in a room full of pregnant women and their husbands. (Then again if you've ever been in a married-student ward in Provo you know exactly how that feels already!)

In other news I'm dying to go to a corn maze. Annnnnd goodnight!

Monday, October 10, 2011

fall and husband shirts.

Happy crispy delicious fall day!

Have you been able to fight the urge for starbucks salted caramel hot chocolate lately? I have not.

Here I am this past week, welcoming fall in Phil's button up. He is a nice husband and takes lots of pictures of me and the babe... and let's me wear his shirts.

Sometimes if I try really hard I can see my feet.


Saturday, October 8, 2011

Yosemite.

"I must return to the mountains—to Yosemite. I am told that the winter storms there will not be easily borne, but I am bewitched, enchanted, and tomorrow I must start for the great temple to listen to the winter songs and sermons preached and sung only there." -John Muir

Yosemite is one of those most-beautiful-place-on-earth places. We loved soaking in the scenery, listening to the rushing water, and spending time with the fam. Baby and I even made it up to the top of Vernal falls with it's over 600 granite steps! There were generous breaks and lots of water chugged.

Thank you to Jim and Pam for making it possible for all of us to enjoy it!

Here's some of the film pics (While they were developing I ate almost every sample in Costco; quesadilla, meatball, fruit chew, broccoli cheddar soup, chicken and chips. Two hips and a hooray for free lunch!)








Tuesday, October 4, 2011

week 30: the invisible baby

Meet our invisible baby! Isn't he precious?!
Mustache Fabric for the inside of his crib bumper from Spoonflower. ADORABLE red striped pants from Dani. Thank you SO much for thinking of us, that package melted our hearts and made our entire week!!
Hat GAP, shirt H&M, Giraffe lovie from Angel Dear.
Photo taken on my laptop. RIP camera.

I'm alive! I haven't been blogging because a tiny grain of sand scurried into our digital camera at the beach and killed it. No pictures, no motivation. Currently shopping for a new camera, suggestions? I want something small but powerful so I can take lots of pretty pictures of baby boy.

Here's to week 30! 10 more to go!

- My belly looks to me fully pregnant. I think this means I'm going to be one of those little people you can't believe is standing by the end of the third trimester.
-My hips don't lie. They are loosening like barbie legs. You all know what I mean, because you all played with naked barbie once you lost her clothes, right? Her legs are astonishing. She can go way beyond scissor kicks.
-Apartment hunting in the SF bay area when your husband is a law student and you are great with child is interesting. I miss Utah rent. Prayers welcome. It'll work itself out and patience is an illusive virtue. We're increasingly grateful for all of the love, help, and support we have received from family and loved ones thus far in the law school journey.
- Baby boy is feisty. Our kick count card reads 10 minutes across the board. Maybe I feed him too much juice (yes our baby is juiced up) or maybe he's just a fireball as we expect. Time will tell.
-My bum is also pregnant with triplets.
- Remember how we went to Yosemite? I will post pictures someday but for that I must develop film like people did in the olden days. Yes, drive to Costco and write on one of those big envelopes, then wait an hour while fighting the temptation to buy and consume all 24 rolls in a Costco dinner roll bag.
- Wasn't conference great? We had in our charge the five adorable blonde children I nanny this weekend. It was busy and crazy and fun. They were fantastically behaved and I gained new perspectives on what sleeplessness means (twin babies). Oh what the future of motherhood holds!
- Fall is in the air. Best feeling on earth.

That's all for now! I'm off to debate whether to sew my own crib skirt. Necessity is the mother of invention. So is a budgeted life and a picky wife!