By the weeks

 I figured I'd show a few pictures of me through pregnancy so far. Most of the pictures are random ones that are still in the camera but 2 are actually posed 'look at my belly' pictures.

Back in June - Not Pregnant Thus you don't need to see my belly.  Yes Brett regularly looks that angry for pictures. It's nothing against you.

July- About 4 weeks pregnant. This was pre-'puke for an entire weekend straight' so I actually got a bit skinnier after this. Thankfully that only lasted one weekend and I feel very blessed at the fact.

My birthday-13 weeks- I think I actually look pretty prego in this picture but it is really just the shirt and poor posture. I bought the shirt rather early in pregnancy thinking it will fit for months. Well it still fits but it's too cold to wear it now. Oh well, it was on sale. I do have a picture from a few seconds later that much better represents my size at the time but I like this one. My face says "Brett you spelled my name wrong on my birthday no-bake-oreo-bars, we've been married 2.5 years now!" and his says "I know how to spell your name I just ran our of room so I left out a few letters. Don't be so sensitive."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

November- 22 weeks- This was before Thanksgiving

December-24 weeks- This is after Thanksgiving. Again there is a better picture a few seconds later where I don't look so scary white but JD looks best in this picture. (P.S. look Mom I'm wearing the maternity pants you keep asking me when I'm going to start wearing. My belly is almost big enough to hold them up now!)

The last few days I feel like I can almost see my belly growing, although I still have a ways to go I know. I am pretty sure Thanksgiving helped me look the part of being pregnant. Our little girl is still kicking away but thankfully not keeping me from anything like sleep. Brett's felt her kick a few times. And she really doesn't seem to like to sound of one of my professor's voices because she kicks and wiggles all through one of my classes but not so much the other one.

Things are kicking in.

So my official due date is 19 weeks from today (meaning I'm not having a baby 19 weeks from today right?). And the pregnancy is coming a long. Over the last month or so I've thought I might have, maybe, could have felt a kick but never anything for sure or consistent. But yesterday during sacrament there were two girls unhappy with the waist band on my skirt. But I wasn't kicking anyone over it. I've felt plenty of 'that was for sure a kick' ever since, normally when something is pushing on my belly. I would agree with the 'it feels like popcorn popping' statement. And although I wouldn't really say 'I'm showing' much this little girl is starting to take up enough space that a full bladder or stomach has no place to go but out. I'm sure soon enough she'll start moving in the outward direction too.

New Blog Name At Last

I've finally gotten around to putting up my new blog name. The majority of people who read my blog will not be surprised but for those of you who don't talk to me as often... Yes I'm pregnant. I'm 20 weeks along, I'm due March 28, it is a girl, I feel great... I think those are the typically questions I get asked. There is one think I'm surprised about with pregnancy. I used to see ultrasounds or widgets of 'what your baby looks like now' and get pretty freaked out. They just looked like aliens to me. Now they look cute and adorable to me(in a 'I hope they grow out of that slightly E.T. look' sort of way of course)! I still won't but one of those widgets on my blog but I may post an ultrasound picture or two.
But alas, I've devoted enough time towards the 'mother' part of my self descriptive blog title and now I must get back to the engineer part and do some homework.

P.S. Please make grammar/spelling comments on the blog title and blog description so I can fix them. That means you Sarah!

I might be an adult but..

Last week a new dog came into our possession. We were never sure if we were going to keep the dog. It has a ton of energy and isn't of good of a listener as JD (our old new dog) is. But he LOVES to fetch and Brett thought he was a trained bird dog and really wants a bird dog. We'll there were a few issues. My sister really didn't like the new dog and we are still living at her house. And the new dog over powers JD and so I was in a constant state of turmoil wanting to be fair to both dogs. Well for these reasons and many more we decided the dog had to go. So yesterday Brett was going to take the dog in. But we failed and placed an add in the paper instead. Then last night JD started favoring one of his legs which I blamed on 'the other dog' (which is the only name we ever gave him) so I decided he goes now. Today Brett came home at lunch to help me take him in. I started crying at the thought that no one would claim him and he would be put down. Brett said we could wait a few more days but I decided I had to be an adult and go through with the decision. So we got the shelter and the lady took some pictures of 'other dog' and asked us a few questions about what he could do. As we were talking my phone rang and it was someone calling about the ad in the paper. The lady thought it was her dog so we waited at the shelter. It turns out it was her dog and everything turned out happy. She didn't even have to pay the shelter fees since he wasn't processed yet. And she even paid my mom for the damages the dog did to her chickens. So although I went to the shelter ready to be an adult and watch sad things happen, I got to leave with a happy ending.

~Now if only my homework would have a happy ending and finish itself.

Name for this phobia

So I've developed this phobia and I want to know the name of it. I am scared of the remote possibility that while driving down the street with my windows down a passing car will flip of a rock, it will fly in the window, hit me in the temple or eye, and cause me to black out, or lose an eye, or even die. This fear strikes me often while driving but I've always suppressed it and have never rolled up my window as a result. But I can see how fears of stuff like that can be debilitating.

Also, I've decided on a new blog title. It's coming soon and it's a good one.

Big changes

September is ending. September means the start of a new school year for kids, the start of a new degree for me, the start of a new job for Brett, and both of our birthdays. For some reason I was dreading this birthday. I officially feel old and I think it is because Brett was this age when I met him and he was old.

This year is set to be a big one, lots of changes that reinforce 'I'm old'. For example, today we are buying a house (we are suppose to close today at noon) and there are more big changes to come this year.

In less big news, today is apple pie day for me. Last Tuesday I picked 2 1/2 bushels of apples with my mom and today we are making the filling for apple pie that we can freeze and use all winter. I also promise to post my sister's apple cake recipe that you asked for Joannie! But if you want some really good apples it is a U-Pick place on York Road between Park and Jameston road. They have 4 kinds of apples but the honeycrisp and sweet 16 are the best for eating. A mix of all 4 make an out of this world pie. (I believe it was $10 a bushel)