14 Weeks

Today is the first day of my second trimester. If I wasn't sick (as in normal human sick, not pregnancy sick) I think I would feel the best I've felt in a long time. On a side note, my headaches are finally starting to go away, which I hope is a permanent thing. I don't know which is worse, throwing up, or having a headache everyday. Anyways, I'm grateful that I'm feeling better and that my baby has made it into the next stage!

So here is how big our little one is so far...

Yep, a lemon. What a cute comparison, right? I love getting my weekly emails from babycenter.com telling me what my baby is doing and what it looks like.

The only other things that are happening is that Daniel and I are trying to find a new apartment (blah) and we're both searching for internships-which is just as bad as trying to find a job. I have this dreadful fear that no one will want a pregnant lady, and so it's making me even more terrified of applying...but, it will be done. Nothing is going to get in the way of me and my graduation. So if any of you know of any kind of advertising/marketing internship, let me know! Connections are appreciated. I'd even work for free as long as it's in the Provo/Orem area.

Life continues on...

Oh, and P.S. I just ate two bowls of this stuff:

Normally, I don't buy this kind of cereal...but being pregnant has made me a cereal craver, and I needed more variety. This just happens to be my favorite cereal of all time. (Mom, if you are reading this, I promise I eat more than just cereal...and I don't usually eat two bowls of sugar cereal either...but it's the only thing that felt good to eat while I'm sick. Forgive me).

I should be in bed right now, but for some reason, my body won't let me go to sleep. I blame it on the pregnancy. Nothing is how it used to be.

Daniel and I decided to take a break from our homework today and walk around the mall for a bit, just to get out. After only going to 3 stores, I was already tired and my head started to ache. What's up with that? Good thing today was a holiday, otherwise school and work would have been impossible. On a lighter note, I thought I would share a little story about this baby of ours.

It was a cold and dark December Sunday morning. Actually, it probably wasn't that dark, cause Daniel and I usually sleep in on Sundays, but the details are vague at this point in my mind. Anyways, I was late starting my period. I am never late with my cycle. Never. I have never skipped one either. My cycle was as constant and consistent as the rising sun. I was fortunate that way. That morning I had planned on taking a test. I admit, I was a little excited to take it. I crept to the bathroom, without waking Daniel, took the test, and waited impatiently for the five minutes to be up. Sure enough after only 3 or 4 minutes, two pink lines showed up on the little test strip. A smile crossed my face. Silent joy. After staring at the test for a moment, I decided to wake Daniel.

I crept back in bed to find him coming out of sleep. He rolled over to face me and looked a little groggy. I told him I left a surprise for him in the bathroom. I'll always remember what Daniel said next - "What, did you not flush the toilet?" I laughed. I made him go take a look despite the protests. He couldn't believe the results either. No really, he didn't understand. After explaining the whole testing for HCG, and how only pregnant women have the hormone naturally, he started to believe me (He was a little confused with the difference between ovulation tests and pregnancy tests). We laid in bed for awhile trying to soak in the news. I mean really, having a baby is a big deal. I know women plan how they will break the news to their husbands for days or weeks before they tell them, but I'm not like that. This was not something I could keep from my other half. Plus, I'm not that creative.

Sometimes I still don't think that it has registered in our minds that we're actually going to be PARENTS. Other times, I have anxiety attacks about it. Daniel is always there to pick me up and tell me what a great mom I'll be. I see the way he is with my nieces and nephews and couldn't be more confident about how great he'll be as a dad. I think another reason I struggle with becoming a parent is because I still feel so young. I'm actually not. I believe 23 is a ripe age to be multiplying and replenishing the earth (well, in a Utah sense, not so much the rest of the world). I just still feel like I'm 16 sometimes...maybe it's because people say I look that young. Whatever the reason, parenthood is coming no matter how prepared I am. I say, BRING IT ON. :) I've babysat since I was 11. It's about time I start watching my own kids.

Daniel and I don't really know how the future will pan out (I'm graduating, planning on being a stay-at-home mom, he's planning on going to grad school, and money is scarce), but I have complete confidence that everything will work out. It's not going to be a walk in the park, but I couldn't be more excited and thrilled to be starting our little family. Like Elder Wirthlin said, "Come what may, and love it." Rain or shine, I'll take it. I realize how blessed Daniel and I are and my wish is not to take it for granted.

My happy thought

So, I think it's time to come out clean. The reason why I haven't blogged in a while (or had no interest in blogging) is because my thoughts have been elsewhere. I think a picture will tell the story. Here is where my mind has been:


The above picture was taken over six weeks ago, so obviously it looks a little different...that BABY!! looks kinda like the gadget that I added to the side of my blog. Go ahead. Take a look. It actually looks like a human.

Yep, I'm 12 weeks pregnant. :) I'm already starting to show. A little. We took this next picture on Valentine's Day, after I had eaten more than I have been able to in months, so it helped push the baby bump out.

The baby is due two weeks after my graduation day! Talk about cuttin' it close. Daniel and I couldn't be more excited!

Yesterday I went to my second doctor's appointment and everything looks great. Which is why I'm posting this. We got to hear the little heart beating stronger than at the ultra sound. I'll never forget Daniel's face when he heard our little baby's strong heart on the monitor.

I haven't been too sick, which has been such a blessing. I don't know what I would do if I had to go to school and work and throw up 3 or 4 times a day. The Lord continues to bless. :) The only morning sickness I've had is the non-ability to eat. Foods that I sort of liked before I was pregnant, I can't touch. Foods that I absolutely hated make me want to vomit just by smelling them. Foods that I absolutely loved, I love even more (you'd think this was a good thing, but these foods consist of fries, chocolate, and stuff I probably shouldn't be eating all the time). Luckily I have the most patient husband in the world. Daniel has gotten me through so much. I can't express how grateful I am for his patience, love, and his late night drives to Wendy's. One of my favorite things is when Daniel will put his hand on my stomach and say with a huge smile "there's a baby in there!"

All of the mood swings, the nausea, the headaches, the food cravings, they are all worth it. This little baby of mine is my happy thought. It's getting me through my last semester and pushing me to finish.

Long time, no words

I've neglected blogging for the past little bit. Mostly because this semester is kicking my trash, and mostly because my creative writing class takes out all my creative writing...so there are no good words left for this blog. Oh, and mostly because we live a hum drum life that pretty much consists of working, sleeping, schooling, and homeworking. Sad isn't it? Ah, well. You will all have to deal with my after-creative-writing-class brain.

I ditched my husband for part of the week to come down to St. George with my sister and her baby to spend time with my Mom. I was struggling with some building stress and I just needed some time to relax, refresh, and get back to work. It's a nice change to be working in the Factory again and being able to get into my favorite chiropractor! I haven't been in over a year. Boy, does my body regret the long absence. As soon as he started working on me, he said "Have you had some headaches lately?" and I was like "YES. Like every other day." (which is true. No lie.) I strongly believe in chiropractors. This guy saved my life a year ago. I don't know why every stressful moment builds up in my neck, but it does and the aftermath is hurtful. Anyways...

Moving on. So I left my husband. But just until tomorrow. I made sure he had plenty of food and that he stayed busy. I feel bad leaving such a wonderful, sweet husband...but I really needed a few days off life. I wish he could have come along, but he isn't as irresponsible as me. He stayed home in order to stay up in class. I owe him lots.

Um. That's it. My brain has just disconnected. I need to recharge. I'll try and write more later.