Family Keepsake

Leilani's great-great-grandma made this cute little number for her.

The idea that she even has a great-great-grandma still blows my mind.

I was her age when my last living grandparent passed away, so it is pretty special to me that she still has so many grandparents to love and admire.

We'll have to keep this around for a long time!

Thanks Grandma Herman!

I'm sorry, but this is my personal favorite:)

There are so many things that she could be thinking in this picture.

She's been kind of a modeling grinch lately.

Maybe I ruined her with my obsessive picture taking thus far.

I'll try to tone it down:)

Something For Me To Do

Ever been on Pintrest?
Sure you have.
It's all the rave lately.
Well, I ventured, having no idea what I was doing and found an idea I thought was inspiring.
I left my computer only to return days later with NO way of finding that one thing that I thought I liked.
What a pointless website!
I know what you're going to ask...Did you "pin" it?
NO
I did not pin anything.
I've never been on the site before.  I'm not going to sign up willy nilly to any old site:)
Anyway, I finally reverted to good ol' Google and found what I was looking for.

Since we are living at my parent's with limited space in our bedroom for our soon to be bundle-O-joy, I've been trying to think of ways to have everything we need without making it look too cluttered, with the idea in mind that a project would also keep me busy while I'm waiting.  And waiting:)
I know baskets are really in right now, but I've never been able to swallow the price.
That's why I thought this is so ingenious.
Canvas covered card board boxes!

I'm quite pleased with how they turned out!

I used THIS tutorial for the canvas covering.

SO easy!

And then "somewhat" used her suggested tutorial for the liners.

I say somewhat because the poor girl who tried to explain how she made them really struggled.

She used wrong terminology when talking about width and length during measuring which can REALLY screw things up when you try to sew it together.

So after quite a few trial and errors, picking and unpicking, piecing and unpiecing, please don't look too closely!!  I figured out what she was trying to say.

Basically you are cutting three pieces.  One main piece and two side pieces.  I came to the conclusion that the LENGTH of your main/longest piece needed to be the same length as the bottom width and height of the edges of your side pieces...as follows.

Also, it is always better to measure a little bit bigger than smaller because if it ends up too small it won't fit over your box or basket. 

Anyway, it gave me something to do for a while.

I'm good at drawing out projects for as long as I need to:)

I'm 38 weeks and counting.

So far I'm dilated 3cm, which is way farther than I ever got with Leilani.  

So things are moving slowly but surely along.

No signs of contracting and I'm actually feeling better now than I have for months, so all my other sickness/ailments seem to be healed.

Huzzah!

I feel a little like Wesley on the Princess Bride, though.

I've just survived the fiery swamp and am now being healed by the albino.

"Welcome to the pit of despair!" (aka the last few weeks of pregnancy) "Don't even think about trying to escape!"

"So I'm here till I die?"

"Until you deliver, yes!"

"Then why bother curing me?"

"Well, they always insist on everyone being healthy before their broken."

"So it's to be torture?"

Albino nods.

"I can cope with torture."

Albino shakes his head.

"You survived the sinuses and the coughing and torn, ripped ribs, but no one withstands...delivery!"

Ok so maybe it's a little dramatic (don't ask me why I know all those lines...I just do) but yes, delivery, one of the scariest parts of this whole process, is coming soon...and yet not soon enough:)

What Are Them Things? Koala Bears?

If anyone other than my family can name the quote from my title I will give you a candy bar:)

A friend of mine told me about the Kangaroo Zoo in Ogden.

Never heard of it before but totally worth a visit.

It's a building full of bouncy toys!

How cool is that!!

It's only 5 bucks for kids two and under and I found a $2 discount on facebook.  Plus, you don't have to pay to be the watcher. 

(p.s. I would take socks- I had to walk around bare foot cuz I wore flip flops and they make everyone take off their shoes...)

Leilani was a total chicken for about 15-20 minutes.

This is her trying to get away from all the fun bouncy things!!

My child is bouncing off the walls every day anyway so I thought this would totally be her thing, but sometimes she has this scared-y-cat side that we just have to work through.

I think if we could have gone in with her she would have been fine but there was a weight limit on the toys that neither me nor Targhee met...(imagine that -perhaps another non prego time:) so she had to overcome on her own.

Finally she saw two little girls about her size having fun and followed them into a toy.

Success!!

This is what I expected to see from the very beginning:)

I can't believe she actually climbed this thing and went down the slide.  It was a pretty steep drop, even for me.

I'm lucky to have even gotten this shot because she was falling so fast!

She looked a little worried when she hit the bottom then moved on to a new toy:)

p.s. apparently you must be a pregnant mother to come to this place because almost every other mom chasing their toddler was also pregnant.

I found it amusing.

I trumped them all with "time done" so I gladly sat on my chair and watched while they lost and found their children over and over again and while Targhee kept a close eye on ours:)

We ended our event at Taco Bell.

Mmmm

Leilani had burned so much energy, she inhaled her quesadilla and then proceeded to eat most of mine and Targhee's tacos:)

Love it when we have fun things to do!

Gotta Love ER Runs

Just got back from the hospital.

I started bleeding tonight.

Not a good sign.

So I woke Targhee up at 2:30am to take me in and make sure everything was ok.

I haven't packed a bag or anything yet, so it was a little comical trying to think of everything I might need, and watching Targhee frantically put things together.

Guess I better prepare a bag.

Turns out my coughing probably has ripped a little bit of the uterine lining.

Targhee and I watched Psych on his phone while they monitored me:)

They kept me for about an hour then said I was free to go.

Frew!

Those things are always scary, especially when it's still so early.

Stay in there little guy.

Mom will try not to cough you out!

A Place to Vent my Ailments

My family is so sick of hearing me complain and yet I don't quite feel finished complaining so...alas I turn to you!

Don't you feel lucky:)

Maybe this will cure me of my pity party though.

Man this last month has been a tough one.

To put it lightly

I feel like CRAP!

And quite frankly, I'm sick of feeling like crap, but how do you ignore the fact that, well, you feel like crap?

I wear my feelings on my sleeve so it's hard for me to put on that "everything is fine" face, when it probably is the best thing for me to do because maybe I'll actually start believing it myself.

What's really sad is that I know that it's all very trivial. 

But doesn't it just feel good to have someone say, "Oh you poor thing, I'm so sorry!  Let me rub your feet" :)

Oh, that only happens in the movies?

OK

Well, then, let's just get started.

I'm almost 36 weeks pregnant.

What pregnant woman says, "Oh ya!  I feel great!" at 36 weeks?

By the way, if you know one, I don't want to meet her cuz I'll probably punch her in the face:)

There is just simply not enough room!

And yet...the baby keeps growing.

"itty bitty living space"

Don't get me wrong, this is exactly what I want to happen.  I want my child fully cooked before he greets us, but my aunt once said, "That is why the last month of pregnancy is so difficult.  It's so that you are willing to go through ANYTHING to get that baby out of you!" She is wise:)

So continuing my pregnancy woes, my legs and feet are just beginning to swell.

Not near to the point of my last pregnancy, and for that I am grateful, but any sort of swelling of the body is uncomfortable and makes it very difficult to move.

With that, the insides of my feet have decided to bruise.

I noticed this the other day when I had to put shoes on

LOL- yes, it has been that long since I have had to put on shoes.

My schedule is very grueling lately:)

Also, my entire pregnancy I have been dealing with hip/pelvic/sciatic pain and it only increases the larger my front grows.

What else you say?

Well, starting Dec 28, 2011 (yes I know the exact date because that is the day our family went to Temple Square and I distinctly remember coming home with a runny nose that night) anyway, I started a cold.  I don't know if I would call it a cold, I am just going to jump right to sinus infection.  I get one at least once a year and I was due, but I didn't do anything about it.

Silly me.

I thought it would just kinda, ya know, go away.

Ha Ha Ha!

The day I finally went to the doctor I started coughing.

Now having a cold/cough is miserable enough on it's own, which you all know, but I don't know how many of you have had a cough while being in their ninth month of pregnancy. Let me just tell you it is no sleigh ride.

Each cough rips another overly stretched stomach muscle. So, in attempts to keep my stomach in tact I overcompensated on the tightening of the back muscles which has therefore concluded in bruised and torn rib muscles.

Have you ever tried moving WITHOUT using rib muscles?

It is seriously impossible! 

So each move I make reminds me that I am in pain and that I should do nothing but sit on the couch pathetically motionless.

Have you ever tried sitting on the couch pathetically motionless with a 2 year old at your feet?

It is seriously impossible!

SO

I am on my second round of antibiotics (which appear to be doing nothing except causing me symptoms of an upcoming yeast infection, cuz guess who is highly susceptible to yeast infections. YUP! Me!) my second round of nasal spray, leaving me still unable to breath, an inhaler, and an empty bag of Halls.

Oh, and p.s.! 

You can't take antacids while on antibiotics so my acid reflux has returned with a vengeance.

Do you feel bad for me yet?

Cuz I'm going to stop now.

I know all good things will come of this and I am trying to bear my burdens patiently, but coming on six weeks, somethings gotta give!

On a happier note: 

This is what I did while trying to feel productive in a sitting position.

And this is what my Mom made.

She's pretty fantastic like that.

I love everything about this quilt!

At least my baby will be warm:)