warning: random babbling

here are some things i have learned lately:

maternity pants are not all hideous. they are not all flattering. but they are so comfortable. i should have done this years ago.

peanut butter captain crunch cereal is absolutely delicious.

if you are four months pregnant, and you wear your old clothes to the gym, sometimes your belly sticks out when you move rapidly. and that is, apparently, not attractive.

sometimes ten-year-olds in primary will answer a question about preparing to share the gospel with the statement "yeah, but all my friends are mormon, so this doesn't really apply to me." well, i guess that's one approach.

six-day work weeks are not very much fun. thank heavens for a day of rest.

life isn't perfect, but sometimes i forget about the amazing compensation the lord has given me. i hope ya know that i have learned it is so true. (and i hope you will watch the video about it)

at the end of a six-day work week, you might get a letter from one of your sweet, ten-year-old primary children telling you how excited they are that you're having a baby. and it might make you a little emotional.

i should have never found this web site.

BEST OF ALL: my bff is coming home this weekend. (i can't wait!)

and there is one thing i will learn in three weeks:

whether this little critter taking up more space in my body is a boy or girl. i have my suspicions. (but we are so excited either way.)

sometimes a girl just needs a pair of good jeans -- and other reasons to have sisters

dear sister:

thanks for appreciating the excitement of my first haircut in four months. i don't know what i'd do if you couldn't experience such small thrills with me on a regular basis.

i have been quietly celebrating your big victory all day. here's to hoping that soon we can both feel comfortable in real pants.

until then, i remain your constant friend in track pants.

love,

boo

like an old sock

"what if they made a t-shirt that had, like, bruce lee? and bruce lee's, like, dad and grandpa? and, like his son? i would totally buy that shirt," the sales associate told him three years ago.

and though it isn't bruce lee and his entire family tree, he, like, bought it.

and now she, like, wears it. because she can. and it fits around the growing middle.

if you had been here

yesterday, you could have seen me give jesse his (belated) home-made birthday card.

it looked a little bit like this.

do you ever have those days where you have to step back and ask yourself how you got so blessed? i have been having a lot of those days lately thanks to this guy.

i really couldn't be more proud (of the husband, not the card. though the card isn't too bad...).

because i could not stop for illness...

illness forced me to stop for the afternoon.

see, sometimes i get sick. and usually i convince myself that it's not going to go away just because i go home. and it's not like i can get anyone else ill (at least, i don't think that's where babies come from...)

and then all my books and web sites and silly pregnancy e-mail updates convinced me that i should be starting to feel much better. so i told everyone i was starting to feel better. and for a few days, i was.

then this week happened. and though monday and tuesday can be attributed entirely to the little wild thing, today showed that sometimes baby growing + diabetes = no bueno. and without being too graphic, just trust me. it was no bueno.

so for today, my big prayer is that i will actually be able to work my full nine hours tomorrow. it would be a first for the whole week. and i am reminded (yet again) that sometimes a little humility is a good thing. but i'm going to keep hoping that when my second trimester starts on sunday that illness will listen to all of my books and web sites and e-mail updates, and it will kindly stop for me.

this completely uninteresting post brought to you by a girl who hasn't left her house for anything other than work or church in far too long.

some thoughts

we got to see our little wild thing. (ok, ok. you can see it too...)

and we learned that it should be joining us around february 28 (no, this is not a leap year).

the other night i woke up in a panic because i swear i could feel my body expanding. it wasn't comfortable. and i know it will get worse. and i'm terrified. and thrilled.

and then i threw up a few times and fell asleep again. so far, pregnancy really is the joy i had hoped it would be.

7,000 words of summer