only 3 more months...

(note: this is more of a post for my remembering...so it might be boring and include a lot of complaining)

My second trimester was pure bliss--I wasn't huge, I could feel baby H, and life was just dandy. I had forgotten mostly about the first trimester and it was smooth sailing. That is, until I hit the third trimester....or rather until I ran myself through a brick wall into the third trimester.

Oh the joyful bliss of the third trimester. Michael asked me one night, "Why are you breathing so hard?" "Because I can't breathe." Seriously? Three more months? I don't think I have any room left...my lungs sure don't anyway.

My pelvis has also decided to turn itself into Pangea, and the continents, my friends, are beginning to drift apart. I have started to have bad SI joint problems causing the front of my pelvis to tilt out of place as well. Lucky for Mr. Trochanter Belt. He is my new BFF. I am also glad that I get treated for free at the WSCC outpatient clinic. Paying to see a chiropractor as often as I am now would leave me penniless.

"The Belly" at 28 weeks. I have always wondered why these pictures are usually headless. I now know why. After polishing off a whole bag of mini Reese's cups, the face isn't so hot.

what the heck...

I've been searching online for baby carriers and came across this picture. I just wanted to see the
carrier...but I got so distracted by the freaky baby!


Okay, maybe it's not that freaky, but either this baby has unnaturally ginormous eyes and immaculately manicured eyebrows or he was a victim of someone that likes to over Photoshop. I think the latter is more likely.

i am such a retard.

Part of my morning routine is putting in my contacts. Not a hard task, until this morning.

I put both in, but the left contact was being stubborn. I take it out, solution it up and put it back in. I blink a couple times and my vision isn't quite right. I clear the fog off the mirror and look in my left eye to find NO contact.

Crap.

It must have fell on the floor.

I get down and search for the tiny hint of blue to find absolutely nothing. I search desperately even harder. I try to put off opening new contacts, because I need to go get a new prescription, which requires making an appointment, and my toric lenses aren't as cheap as the normal kind. Plus, my eyes are two different prescriptions, so to avoid the awkward "only one contact left in the box" situation I would need to open a whole new pair of contacts.


I realize that the one blurry eye and the other clear eye was slowing up the contact expedition, so I take out my right one.

Still no luck.

I face the fact that the little contact was gone and go to open a new pair. UGH! Fine! As I'm looking for the contact box I see that my vision still isn't equally blurry as it should be without contacts in. Actually, as I wink each eye over and over, I deduce that my right eye is amazingly more clear than my left. What?

I look in the mirror again. There is still a contact in my right eye...but there is also a one in my contact case...that I also took out of my right eye!!

Ah! Lo and behold, I had never really ever lost a contact at all! I just put both in one eye....and didn't realize it...nice...

over 2800 miles, 6 states, 40 driving hours, and 1 dead cat later

We're back home!! Here's our "captain's log" of our journey.

We started off from Portland the Saturday before Christmas.

Spent a day in Star Valley, WY and got to see Olivia get her head stuck. Who says tv isn't educatuonal? Livvy is shouting "Ayúdame", which means "Help me" in Spanish. She learned it from Dora. Hilarious! --at least we think so...


Provo, UT was our next stop to visit Chino (Michael's Korean friend) and had the best Kimchi Chigae ever at Taste of Corea. It was so good we went there on our way back home to Portland.
We spent the night in St. George with Michael's ~95-year-old grandma.


Tuesday, we finally made it to Las Vegas! Sadly, we brought our video camera AND our camera but hardly used either! Argh!


My lovely mother threw me a baby shower while we were there since it would be our last time visiting Vegas before our little mini comes.

I made my own cake. I love it. I kept the baby bum. -Yeah, I made that too.


Seriously, Baby H will be the best dressed in town thanks to all the lovely ladies that were able to come!

May favorite little coat! If it came in my size, I'd wear it.
Games.
Aunty Elaine and Grandma.We do have a name for our mini...but we're not telling. Really, we've had a name since before we officially found out it was a girl. I guess you'll have to wait another 3 months to find out! Muahahaha!


We also visited with the fam. Actually that was more a part of our break, but I don't have any pictures to prove it. We played some black light mini golf (below...1 of the 2 pictures I took), ate more than a person should eat in a year, and played tons of games. It was awesome!


I loved visiting family, but I am so glad to be home to my nice comfy bed!

...sigh...

We finally took our Christmas tree down last night after him being lonely for 2 whole weeks while we were gone. He must not have been too happy with us leaving since he left so much crap on our carpet. He's now a sad lonely lump in the backyard awaiting either being burned or chopped into bits to fit into the dumpster. Sad.


And holy blogging haitus, I know! 3 weeks! Ouch, I am seriously slacking. Don't worry though...I will update you on the break...but don't get too excited because I think I took a total of 2 pictures...

dear santa,

I want these for Christmas.
Flying monkeys that scream?! With a parachute?!?!

oh. my. goodness.


*Ingenious.*


3.99 plus shipping. Still...$6.84 for hours of screeching monkey competitions...oh, let the games begin...

the chaos is over...

This past weekend/beginning of this week has been ridiculous! I can finally breathe!

day 1. We started out with a ward Christmas party which went fabulously, but I didn't even think to bring my camera!

day 2. I signed up to do a craft fair, that was ultimately not worth it. I did make my deposit back and then some, but Etsy is so much more worth it. Isn't my banner fabulous? I made that too.
After the bazaar thing ended we rushed home to shower and get all glammed up for the WSCC Gala (aka the Chiro prom). Seriously, some couples were matching, and there was an all over occurrence of too much cleavage hanging out.

The food was wonderful, but not quite enough. We ended up going to Shari's afterward. They wouldn't give us a kid's menu, so we left! haha. We cooked breakfast at home with Bethany and Brandon at 11 o'clock at night! Sooo good....

At the gala...

Bethany and Brandon, our awesome neighbors.Teresa and Jeff.

Dave and Debbie.The group.

day 3. AH!! Just a day of no-photos-to-show events that were back to back.

day 4. Happy Birthday, Michael! Michael isn't a fan of cake, so I made him caramel banana crepes (after the steak dinner he requested). Here he is with his birthday sweater on about to blow out his candle! Every year since we've been dating at least one of his gifts has been a sweater...
day 5. Congrats to the Kunz's and the Perkes'! They are the lucky ones graduating from WSCC this quarter! I am so jealous! I can't wait for this...it seems like a million years away, but before we know the time will be gone! Emali (hostess of grad party) asked me to make the cake. It took most of the day to make, but turned out pretty cool! So, here it is!
I can now relax...maybe...there is still laundry, mopping, cleaning of the fridge, Christmas shopping, etc. The list never ends...