I just have to say...

I just have to throw it out there.  I don't know what I want. I don't know if I want a boy or girl. I just don't know. I don't want to find out either, I like it mysterious. But then sometimes I wanna know so bad it hurts..... and it becomes urgent. 

When I look at these...

I really want a boy. So bad it hurts...again.

This makes me just have this thing for Brad, his hair, his Asian style eyes, his freckles, and his smile I can't get over him. I can't. I'm smitten, so I would love to have a mini Brad. Love it.

This picture just shows how he is always teasy. Teasing me and driving me crazy, sarcasm keeps us alive, and this makes me want a mini Brad again.

And this is just hilarious, look at his shorts, I wish I could get a close up on that print, is it crabs??? and I love how Brad is the farthest thing from a farmer, and he married a Farmer's daughter, its ironic. Irony and adorable.

Side note, I have to pee every 10 minutes!!! It gets old.

But then a girl, with dimples, freckles, and this...

combined.

Its a hard choice. 

So hard. But good thing I don't have to choose. It's already chosen. Phewph...

Ps, I have a belly, I'm gonna make Brad take a picture...finally I have something to prove this pregnant thing. I keep putting off the picture, always thinking I look terrible, well it isn't going to get better if I always look terrible!!!!!!

I know you all wanna see this again, cuz I do, I just wanna cuddle it, its so darn cute.

Gosh I love Brad! 

Getting Wide

Well, we went to Standrod. It was quite the little adventure. We left around five because I had a church bball tournament in the morning which we played 2 games back to back, and won them both!! So now we play in this tri stake championship game on Wednesday. I am awfully excited. My friend Julie recruited me to play, its not my ward, but another ward, which is perfectly legal because my ward doesn't have church bball and you get your bishop to sign a paper. It's fun and great and BY far the best happiest team I have been on in a long time! No offense Championship Intramural team, but you cannot replace these girls they are old (sorry) and not in great shape, except a few, and they work their butts off to win.

So then Brad and I went for sushi. I know...sushi when you are pregnant!!! Ooooos and ahhhs, judge me if you will. We hadn't been there before and it is called Wild Ginger and I loved it! And I didn't puke it ;)
Then Brad wanted to play bball so, alas we waited a few more hours. It began to be raining and stormy but we didn't think anything of it, I had been trying to call my mom ALL day and I was starting to get MAD! NO one was answering.

We went to my aunts to pick up my 3 cousins who were going to ride with us in our Honda Accord, which seats 5, but then 2 more cousins wanted to come so we switched our gear to the mini van. And, the radio didn't work because their baby put pennies in it, which caused a short in the tail light, who knew?

We arrive home and the power has been out all day, and there is snow. Of course, snow in March, winter finally came. My little brother Ian greeted us with a microscope that had a light on it. Some had head lamps. Toilets had 3 or 4 goings already in them because they wouldn't flush with no power. We sat around and talked in the dark next to the raging fire, so rustic. Still everytime I walked into a room I tried to flip the light. Habit. We went to sleep, preparing for the power to go on sometime in the night, and instead woke up to no power Sunday morning. Also, I woke up to 6-8 inches of snow and it was still snowing! Oh dear. Church started at ten but my mom couldn't get ahold of the bishop, who lives 30 or so miles away on dirt roads. Cell phone service is bad out there and actually is a new thing. Brad and I don't get any service at all with our phones.

So we didn't know if Shad's farewell was going to be canceled, when 40 or so people had traveled to see it. No power, probably no church. I think around 10:30 we were planning how to have a little farewell at our house (church is 30 miles away on dirt roads) I live in a dirt road village, and then all the sudden the power kicked on. Toilets can finally be flushed! Good thing my parents have 8 bathrooms or we would have been in trouble. Mom got a hold of the bishop and church was back on! Since Dad, Echo, and Shad were the 3 speakers and the brothers and brothers in law were the musical number, we needed to show up. We packed up the caravan and after 6 cars headed out, we took the treacherous trip to Almo, Idaho which is 30 miles away from our house in Standrod, Utah. You can google map these places, we are dots in the swarms of mountains. We arrived a little late, but at least we arrived. We took up the front 3 rows and that was just immediate family.

Echo spoke first and before she told a story about Phyllis, a lady in the ward, she said, since she was here when the relief society was first established I have some stories from her. Then Sally, in the audience said really loud, "What?" Then Echo gasped and covered her face and the sacrament meeting roared with laughter. Then Echo said, "Sorry Phyllis."

It was epic. Then my dad spoke and he just did a fantastic job after Ammon (autistic brother) ripped up his talk, and shattered a light bulb over it the morning of. Then it was Shad, whom Echo had wrote his talk, and I had reviewed and added details. Shad went well, we wanted him to expound on his testimony at one part and we wrote: Bear Testimony of Church and Priesthood. And he said, "I would like to bear my testimony of the church and priesthood." So that didn't quite go as planned, but I guess we should have written it better. :) Don't worry he will have the gusto to write his homecoming talk :)

I apologize if you lost me up in the story somewhere, bear with me, its almost to the good part where I post the pictures. We then helped set up the dinner of frozen pizzas from Costco, Harmons, and wherever else the family brought them from, then we ate, then I nearly passed out from exhaustion. There is something about being heavy with child, it makes you tired. Very tired. But good news minute (this is relief society) I have been feeling loads better, puking has subsided to about once every three days, and I usually can eat meals. Back to story. I was so tired, I couldn't even form sentences, but nobody seemed to notice because of all the hussle bussle. Also, I thought I was hiding my large waist line with this dress, but it is evidence of ME, getting wide.

This is my family (siblings) in order from oldest to youngest. It's crazy I know, as I look at it, I think of us as crazies or something. Brooke, Tosha, Hannah, Tanner, Summer, Landon, Brittany, Sally, Shad, Echo, Ethan, Chandler, Ammon, Ian, Lad, Faith. Somehow I got hit with the short stick, or forgot my heels. But HEY I am 5'7'' everyone else is just taller than that.

Guhhh that's me 15 weeks wide! Brad says I look stunning, really honey?? I thought the stripes would hide the wide, but its still evident. Summer is also pregnant, she is 4 weeks ahead of me! Tosha just had a baby, and hopefully Sally and Echo stay clear of babies for awhile, Hannah already has 4 so she won't be popping anytime soon!

I am just so happy that I can start feeling better so that I can think about how great it is going to be to have a baby! A DNA combination of Brad and I, its going to be great.

The Pregnant News

I apologize for my uncreative, surprisingly annoying way of telling my blog followers I am pregnant. I know, it was lame, and I should be punished for it. Trust me I have been punished. I have decided to make a list of things to know for people thinking about getting pregnant. Take this seriously.

1. When you eat, if you can eat, you will puke.
2. After you puke, you will rinse your mouth then try to drink some water, prepare to puke the water.
3. Your teeth will be chalky from stomach acid.
4. Your throat will be sore from chunks getting stuck.
5. You will try the advice of Ginger Ale, Saltines, but those don't make you feel better, you still puke.
6. You can only take Tylenol, so if you have multi-cold, prepare to just be miserable.
7. You are going to feel bloated.
8. All the foods you once ate, you won't eat.
9. A food will sound good, you will go out of your way to order it, or drive far to get it, then to find out...it looks disgusting after all.
10. Everything stinks, therefore can trigger throw up.
11. Your husband may become the smelliest human on earth all the sudden.
12. You really become good at finding out what stretchy clothes you have, and comboing them together.
13. Crying has to be a must, because after you puke your guts out all day, crying is all you know how to do.
14. It really is the best thing in the world to hear your husband say, "Goodnight Baby."

Now that you are well versed in what the first 12 weeks will be like....you are only 1/32423542 prepared to be pregnant.

Sally makes me mad, she keeps saying, oh it has to be so much better than cramps.
I'll shove that down your throat Sally when you are pregnant. I would take back cramps in a heart beat.

Oh and all you women who say, "Oh I wasn't sick one day of my pregnancy." I hate you. Really I hate you. And you have no excuse for not having 3210948092384 children. Unless of course you are unable to afford, handle or numerous other reasons.

On the flip side, it has brought Brad and I closer together. We are realizing the bigger picture, what really matters. We don't care what people think. We are so happy, except for when he eats fatty foods, and pickles, I can really smell those on him for days, and I have a hard time being around him without gagging. But other than that we are happy.

I'm at 13 weeks now, and I was supposed to have a 12 week appointment but I have one in a week, and I will ask for the Zofran if I am still on this throw up every meal routine. Hopefully I am closing towards the end though...I've said that for 3 weeks now.....

If you as a previously pregnant person have any other random crazy advice of how to avoid the pukes let me know.

Don't even ask Brad and I our baby names, chances are, we won't tell you, because we don't know.
I have typed up my week to week thoughts. Those will be soon to come.

My due date is Sept 15, 4 weeks after my sister Summer, my sister Tosha just had a baby, so there will be 3 babies in one year. That has to be something for my mom.
Yay for being pregnant!