That time of year

One of the things I look forward to the most after Halloween (besides the upcoming holidays, of course) is the post-Halloween-Strong-Bad-Makes-Fun-Of-Fan-Costumes. This year was pretty good. I highly recommend it.

Check this year's episode out.

And last years was pretty good as well. (We just watched them all, and laughed the hardest at this one.)

07 had a few good laughs.

Finally, 06, the original.

Life goes on

So I guess I haven't updated in quite some time. Not much has been happening, though, so you guys haven't really missed much.

Jeff is still doing great in school. He has registered for his last round of classes coming up in the winter semester! We are so close to being done! He has been working hard this whole semester trying to get the best of grades, which I am very pleased about. Though, I am heading out to Maryland during finals week, which I am excited about, but it will be crazy weird, as Jeff and I have yet to spend a night apart from each other since marriage. But we will cope, and hopefully Jeff will be busy studying and taking tests, and I will be busy snuggling Em and KC's fat babies.

I am 22 weeks now! Half way there, and enjoying this pregnancy. I feel so blessed, as most things I hear people complaining about being pregnant I haven't experienced. I had some slight morning sickness for a few weeks at the beginning, but other than that, I feel exactly the same as I did before I was pregnant, but get the privilege of feeling little growing hands and feet tickle my insides. Sometimes I get scared that I am not ready to be a mommy, but I remember how we contemplated long and hard about having children, and we know this is the right thing to do for us at this time. And I am sure it is absolutely normal to be anxious and nervous at the prospect of parenthood while pregnant (am I right, Em?) but the love of this unborn child wipes away all our self-doubts and fears. I am just grateful I have Jeff here with me, who I simply know is just going to be a wonderful daddy to our little Penny, and be a source of strength and confidence for me. Mostly I just can't wait to see her bright, little face in my arms.

In other news, I bought some maternity pants today! Thanks to the ladies at work, I got a great tip to check out Burlington. I don't think I have stepped inside there since... sometime long ago. Anyway, I was reluctant to buy maternity pants because most places sell them for SO much, and I thought I would just suffer through, wearing my old pants unbuttoned or the surprisingly uncomfortable yoga pant, but today I was able to get two styles for an awesome deal. Yay! I was tempted to start buying a few outfits for Penny, but I thought it would just make me more impatient for her to be here, and I felt it best to leave that for a little bit sooner to the due date.

Please excuse this ugly picture, our camera died after snapping this one. Booooo. Anyway, as you can clearly see, I am definitely growing a baby in there :) Yay.

Hee hee...

My belly: *bumps*

So, there you have it. Finally physical evidence that I am actually with child. I think I have started to feel little kicks and tickles inside me, which is just madness! I love it though, because the further along I get, the less scared and empowered I feel about the process of, well, getting her out just to meet her!

And here is Jeff with his nonexistent bump. In fact, just the other day mom jokingly accused me of not feeding Jeff enough because he was looking thinner than usual. Don't worry, mom, we are both quite well fed.

It's a...

Thanks to cakewrecks.com for supplying this picture to allow us to announce our good news. It is indeed, a gril. Upon browsing cakewrecks, I wished ever so I had this cake made up for us, fruit and all (I bet Cami would have recognized it right off the bat) but this picture will have to do. We are just thrilled about our little Penelope on the way!

A series of unfortunate events

It has been a pretty unfortunate day for me. It all started last night, when I realized I needed to get some blood work done for my next doctor's visit, and I was out of prenatal vitamins, so I left work a bit early to try and catch the BYU health center in time to do all that. Luckily, we did make it, and the first thing they asked me is if I needed a urine test. I told them I already did that at my clinic, and I wasn't sure if I needed one. But being pregnant, I had to use the bathroom, so I just decided to go. As soon as I stepped out of the restroom, they told me I needed the urine test after all... SO, they gave me a big glass of water, and took my blood first. I was so, so scared to have this done, because I am deathly afraid of needles. Luckily they had plenty of comics and Jeff to distract me while they had that stupid needle in me.

I made it through the blood tests, and then there was only to wait for the urine test. I drank my weight in water, and 2 unsuccessful trips later, I finally was finished with that.

We returned home for a restful evening at home, when Jeff's phone rings, and it was Jeff's parents, driving through Orem! Of course, we were happily surprised, but for some reason, we thought they were coming later in the week! So, we quickly tidied up the place, and were just finishing up the dishes when they arrived, and then we continued with our relaxing evening, chatting the night away.

Then, this morning, since I am with child, I woke up at an unearthly hour to use the restroom. After relieving myself, I noticed the chain had become unhooked, and the toilet wouldn't flush. I gently lifted up the 50 pound lid to the tank, and noticed the chain was broken, missing a link to easily hook to the chain to the flap. So I manually flushed, and while the water was gone, tried to temporarily hook the chain.

Before I knew it, the huge lid slipped right off into the tank, and on its way down, managed to smash open something holding back water, which started spraying me all over, and then, the lid slipped all the way down, completely smashing open the bottom of the porcelain tank. And just like that, over 4 gallons of water was spreading through my apartment, as well as torrential water spraying everywhere. All of this happened within about 15 seconds. My whole bathroom underwater in 15 seconds flat. I ran into our bed room screaming that the toilet was flooding, and he immediately went straight to the water source under the toilet and shut it off. Smart lad, Jeff.

Anyway, I felt like a fool, especially since we had house guests, and I had been screaming and splashing all morning. And I also needed to use the bathroom. I tried calling dad just to see about installing toilets, in case our landlord decides to be ridiculous and make us wait, and about 7 dropped calls and 2 phones later, I finally got through, and dad offered some words of comfort, saying he would help out if our landlord didn't.

So, then I tried to get back into our apartment, because I wanted to make phone calls outside as to not disturb the sleeping occupants of my residence, and hang out to dry every towel I own, and of course I was locked out. A phone call to Jeff, and I was in. But this has been a horrible start to the day.

A pregnant woman living in a toiletless apartment... it is madness.

Our typical Provo student life.

There is nothing to blog about, so I will just give everyone a little update of how life is at the mo.

Jeff is attending what will probably be his second to last semester of school. It is crazy to think he is nearly done! Jeff spends most of his days reading and doing homework. He is ever so diligent. I could never study like he does!

And as for me, I am still working at good ol' Legacy Publishing, graphic designing amazing phonebook ads all through the day. It gets slightly tedious, but I get to pick on Drew, which is fun. Also, all my clothes are starting not to fit any more, which is an adjustment. Thanks Em, for sending all those jeans with the stretchy belly and stuff, and the cute shirts. They came just in time. It is fun to see our fat, little baby grow inside my belly. Stay tuned, in two weeks we get to find out that it is a little girl! (Sorry, Jeff, I just feel like it is...)

Anyway, that is our amazingly insane life right now. It has been nice to have things pretty stable at the moment, but we are definitely excited for big changes, like our baby, and Jeff getting a job, and perhaps moving somewhere exciting as well (Em, we are very much considering some government jobs in DC... Don't get your hopes TOO high, but it would be awesome, no?)

And finally, I am cutting my hair tomorrow. It has finally reached my behindus, and I am shedding everywhere, and it is too hard to maintain, and is giving me headaches from the weight alone! Not to mention either I or Jeff will get tangled up in it during the night. Anyway, I am only going to cut 5 inches or so, maybe 6, with some sensible layers, just to mix it up. It is just too thick and too long to do anything with it any more. Just thinking about washing it makes me want to pass out. So off it goes.

Because so many people got mad at me

I finally went to the doctor. And lo and behold everything was ship shape! Alls yous peeps getting on my case about it can just cool it! Anyway, most people who read my blog (all 3 or 4 of my siblings out there) already know about this, but now you guys can see about this! The fat baby inside a me!


Awwwww, look at it's cute nose, already huge like it's mommy's. I am so sorry, my baby, if you are cursed with my nose. Please have something more like your father's features please. If you could please take your daddy's dark hair, skin and eyes as well, that would be peachy.

Anyway, I have made a decision to not post anything about this on facebook, just for fun, so if you want any updates you will see them on occasion here. Probably every 4 weeks with my appointments. Or mostly in person.

So, set your calendars everyone, March 11 is the big day. (Sorry, Jonny, it was originally the 15th, but they moved it up for days when they saw how fat my baby was.) Here's to 2 weeks of morning sickness and smooth sailing from here on out!