Pregnancy Updates

UM. I'm pregnant. REALLY pregnant. And for the first time since the woes of nausea, I FEEL really pregnant.

Treyson has taken a nice downward position and the pressure on my pelvis and lower back resembles the feeling of riding an elephant for 24 hours. (I'm not sure what that really feels like, but prob. similar.) I gained six pounds in the last two weeks (all in my thighs), and honestly, I don't care. Every homemade goodie of my mom's was worth it. My boobs are still leaking. I also have something called PUPP which is a random skin rash which itches a ton. And I've become fascinated with checking the toilet for a mucus plug.

Too much information? possibly.

Treyson is coming. He's measuring in at about 6.3 pounds with three weeks to go. Today I asked my doctor. "Doc, I don't get it. How is THAT (pointing at a picture of baby on wall) supposed to fit out of that (pointing to crotch)?"

He laughed at me. Untill he realized I was serious.

I still don't get it.

PS I can't find a stroller/infant seat I like.

Baby Shower

Banana cupcakes. Pics don't do justice.

Cute burp clothes. Not so cute face.

Cute Favors with homemade truffles inside.
Kali and some other friends.

Brooke, my best friend from HS made this blanket!

My sister in law, Kali, threw possibly the cutest shower in the entire world. She's freakishly creative.

We didn't think too many people would should up two days after Christmas, but I was overwhelmed with the turn out and generousity of over 50 women. My mom and Kali worked so hard and it was so fun! I was EXHAUSTED afterwards. And when Trevor saw the loot, he exclaimed, "Thats a WHOLE LOT of baby crap." :)

Ponder Family

Oh, baby.

I am def. only 30 days from being pregnant. The "puffy" stage has begun. It's funny because for so long you feel self conscious about your ever-changing body, but then, it gets to the point where you look SO big, SO big, you just laugh.....

I can't help but wonder if A) people remember what I REALLY look like. B) If I will ever look that way again. Puffy face (which is not good for those of us who already suffer from chubby cheek syndrome), swollen calves/ankles, big butts......It's sweet!

I thank God daily for sweats. And I mean that. Literally.
On the other hand, Trey is so close to being born and I stoked to push that baby OUT! I will gladly take one more month of distorted body image and bad pictures for a bouncing baby boy.

Annual Christmas Dinner

My uncle and aunt started a tradition of taking the whole family to a really nice dinner for Christmas. This year, we went to a place on the Plaza (a huge gorgeous outdoor shopping block) called "Captal Grille." It was so beautiful and we had food you can only dream about!

My great grandma thought she was eating "onion rings", but it was really calamari. After she found out what it was, she told everyone she had eaten "testicles" when she really meant "tentacles."
Watching Trevor eat his crab/lobster cakes and oysters.

seriously. perfect.

We are fat and happy.

Kansas Christmas

It has been amazing being able to be in my home again. We made it here after a long, uncomfortable road trip. I only cried twice!!! Once, when our car swerved off the road in a blizzard in Aspen, Colorado at midnight and once when Trev's truck died at 2am in Denver. We ended up staying in a seedy hotel, where it is quite possible I contracted a strange rash. Trevor was amazing and able to fix the truck first thing Sunday morning thanks to a wonderful Napa Auto Parts store being open.

Here are some of the events:

Trevor's favorite place. Arthur Bryant's BBQ.

Shopping

home sweet home

It's been almost a week since my last post, and what a week! I know some of you were just dying to hear about our ever exciting life (said with every ounce of sarcasm possible).

We are moved in. The house is perfect and your bed is ready for a visit!

Trevor has returned to work and I have spent most my time unpacking, realizing how much I need to get done before the kid comes and talking on the phone to insurance, electrical, gas, internet, cable companies etc etc.

We are headed to Kansas Saturday morning. Is it rude to ask for prayers? I'm nervous, but ohso excited! If I die on the side of the road, you guys can fight over my stuff. The Dollar store seriously has some beautiful things adorning my home so it's worth the fight.

Oh ya, and Treyson is already measuring 5 pounds. If I have a ten pound baby, I will cry.

(Like that's anything new.)

Random side note. Go see the ever cheesy, ridiculous Christian movie "Fireproof." You will laugh at how horrible the acting is, but leave a better woman/man.

My next posting will be full of holiday/baby shower/me in all my fat glory moments. promise.

out.

For a few days. Moving. No internet. U know the drill.

SO excited to move into a new house with no porno sounds drifting from the rafters.

SO excited to go home for Christmas in a week!

SO excited for TreyDog to come in a month!

I'll drink to that.

Feelin it.

Packing, almost 8 months pregnant, is nearly impossible. So I'm taking a break, and even drinking a REAL diet coke (I've done away with caffeine....till today!).

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Trevor and I went on a little adventure last night. Yes, we still have adventure in our life. Who woulda thought?

Trevor got a fabulous idea. He's learned how to use the ultrasound machine on cows. He did some research and found out that the machine is safe for humans (He even called a vet and asked a professor - I made him). So, we had to take a peek at Treyson. Naturally.

We snuck in, late last night, and looked for only about 3 minutes. Don't tell anyone! It's not as high tech as the one in the docs office, and I couldn't tell what a thing was, but Trev could! He was so excited! I think more because he was ultrasounding me with a poop covered machine than actually SEEING our son.

Treyson's still kicking this morning. So I think he liked it.
Trevor working the little ultrasound.

Frozen Bull Semen. Trevor is splitting an embryo. See, cattle ranchers are scientists!

finally some pics

I'm still prego. And paste-y white. And possess pee yellow hair. For some reason I can't get my hair the blonde I desire since I got prego even tho I do the same thing. WEIRD. Any ideas?
Oh ya. 34 weeks and counting. Trevor is still cute. This is him in Sun Valley.Trevor and I like to cook together. We made my mom's cinnamon rolls, and the recipe rocks.

I really should be packing...

But...instead I'm finding cute things to waste more money on. Somehow, if it's not for me, it's justifiable.

http://www.elislids.com/pages/snowboarder_green.shtml

Quick Updates

Trevor's feelings for me THEN:

Random happenings with no pictures to prove.

A) Trevor finishes college, forever, in T-Minus ONE week. I'm done working Monday!
B) We are moving to the other side of Idaho (Caldwell) in ONE week.
C) We are attempting a Xcountry car trip to Kansas in TWO weeks. Pray I don't give birth on the side of the highway in Wyoming. Tho, Trev CAN deliver cows.
D) Sometimes I forget I'm pregnant. Sometimes Trevor forgets I'm pregnant.

E)I am, indeed, pregnant. I have hemmoroids, leg cramps, vivid dreams, the beginning of cellulite, back pain, hormonal bipolar occurances (Poor, poor Trevor), and death enducing gas. TMI?

F) I really like Treyson. He's worth it.

F) I met a lady this week who is originally from a SO Ca,l big city and married a cattle rancher from Wyoming. This was her advice to me: "The first two years of marriage will be absolutely horrible because no one, including your husband, will EVER understand the transition you have to make. Not just to the "country" but to the lifestyle of ranching. Then, after two years, you will just lower your standards and be used to it."

I'm still wondering how I should feel about that.

Trevor's feelings for me as of late:

realization.

all of a sudden that baby ticker is getting into really low numbers.
can we say, TERRIFIED?

What Marriage is Really Like....One year Later

Tonight, Trevor and I celebrated our anniversary by feasting on this for dinner:

Yep, canned vegetable soup. Thanks Western Family.

I won't go into the details leading up to this result.

I think I should have made up some post about a fabulous, tropical weekend away.

But, hey, if we can end up doing this for our one year anniversary and STILL like each other,

Then everyone should have faith in marriage.

One Year

One year. More obsessed.

T.J. is the bestest best friend I could ever ask for.

He's smokin hot.

He's the hardest working man I've ever met.

He lives his life in align with the principles of the gospel.

He makes me laugh. daily.

He saves his money and eats his vegetables.
He ties my shoes since I can't reach them currently.

He tries his best to be his best at all times. Even when I'm NOT my best.

Love you Trev.

Labor

I am giving birth in T-Minus 8 weeks. I am officially terrified. We decided to do some birthing classes online since we just don't (literally) have time to get to the hospital for a 8 hour class (well, Trevor doesn't!), but if anyone is nice enough to offer hints/advice/stories, it would REALLY appease my fears and perhaps cure my ignorance.

I still don't get why it's so hard to push??? Trevor just found out that sometimes some poop accompanies the pushing. He said, if that happens, he will vomit and leave.

Maybe we should work on this support thing.

home.

the stress is over. we found the house. we're just renting 'till we are SURE the location works (and 'till we have money haha). it's a brand new, custom built house which they can't sell - so - they're letting us rent for as long as we want for an AMAZING price. It's only about 10 minutes from the ranch, which isn't too bad for Trev (hopefully!).

it's an insane story of how we found it and the details surrounding it (do you KNOW how hard it is to find decent rentals in rural communities much less something brand new?). Let's just say, Heavenly Father knew how important it was to me. He provides. You just have to pray HARD.


the house has built in bookcases and a built in bench. brand new (CLEAN!) everything. AND THERE ARE NO MICE (refer to old posts). pretty much - it's a dream. I won't lie to you. I cried when we left because I was so relieved. I can't WAIT to move in! so come visit Dec. 12!

Out of Town

We are headed to Parma for the weekend. Doc's appointments for me and work for Trev. Aren't we exciting?

Testing for gestational diabetes. Cross your fingers. The last thing I need is another reason to worry. Heaven knows I do enough of that!

To my Favorite Vet.

My brother is my best friend and before Kali and Trevor came along, we spent every minute together in Provo. Trevor had huge shoes to fill living up to the expectations my brother (and his treatment of his little sister) had set.

I know everyone prob. thinks their brother is pretty cool, but no one has any idea what this guy has experienced in his life. I was with him daily after his return from a tour in Iraq, and I don't think he'd mind me telling you - war is hell. My brother not only overcame the atrocities of war but the effects thereof. He is now, truly, the most patriotic and spiritual man I have ever met.

Only through his experiences have I truly learned what patriotism is about.

I love you RyRy. Thank you for all you have done for me and our nation.

Just a thought...

(Photo Courtesy of our wedding photog., Dustin Izatt)

Now that I wake up randomly at 4am -ish, I have lots of time to "reflect" in early mornings. This morning I was blog stalking random people - which I actually haven't done a lot of lately (I'm too into my kid right now..).

I found one of the most beautiful blogs. I had to share (I hope she doesn't mind) because it really gave me added strength.

http://www.melodyross.typepad.com/

I've had quite a few friends who have had experiences w/horribly mean comments written on their blogs or said to them by other women. The dichotomy of these two experiences (the mean comments vs. the strengthening blog) reminded me of something I read in the October Ensign yesterday:
"Stephanie knows that her baptism was a first step, not a final destination. But she hopes friends and colleagues see her in a new light. “What I hope people see in me is that I uphold a higher standard now and that I build rather than degrade.”

I love that. It is my new goal. To not let my words, thoughts or actions degrade others (or myself!), but rather, build. I think every person, especially every woman, can learn something from that statement.

Off to work. Have a wonderful day.

Random Musings on a Sunday Night

• I have eaten turkey and horseradish on one peice of white bread, and an apple for lunch every day the last 2 weeks.
  
• Trevor has 4 weeks of college left. Ever.
  
• I'm worried Trey isn't growing enough.
  
• I'm obsessed with "Mulled Cider" candles from WalMart.
  
• I am sick of politics. I am even more sick of people who think they know it all. I am even more sick of people who are rude about it.
  
• I love my husband. Suprisingly, he still loves me.
  
• I am struggling because my home looks like a college student's. I want my home to look "put together." Oh well. Give me ten years.
  
• I have Christmas on my mind. My list is coming together. Topping it? A Swiffer wet jet and diapers. I have become old. boring. A mom?
  
• I love Craigs List.
  
• I miss my mom.

Anyone else?

Clothing Re-Vamp

I informed Trevor his shirt might be against every honor code BYUI has.

He informed me he's a rebel and a bad A$$.

The shirts in the DI box.

Work(s) in Progress

TMoney's nursery is finally thought out. We are moving into a house in December, so, it's all in bits and pieces for now - including the gorgeous crib I got for $200.00 (steal of the century) at a furniture store going out of business.

I waited forever for his bedding to go on clearance and used leftover wedding present giftcards and ended up paying a Walmart worthy price! I know the letter idea is old school and relatively uninventive, but I love it. The light blue and dark brown combo is perfect. (The letters are not even done, but I want my mom to see before I use glue!)

I found this little gem on KSL.

The owner claimed it was an antique (I have no idea if it really is...), but it looks old. I painted it white, and am now waiting for my mom's sewing machine to sew contrasting color, fabric ties.

If anyone has any ideas for his room, (or knows where I can get great fabric) let me know!

Smells

Perhaps it's the heightened sense of smell during pregnancy, perhaps my house just reeks. Whatever the case....something smells funny in our home. Yankee candles are not doing the trick.

What do u use to make your house smell like home?

I need some ideas before I ralf/ralph/barf.

(PS I just read this again and realized sometimes I blog about REALLY stupid things.)

Here's to "married dates"

Today was one of those days. Trevor sensed it. (Must have been my uncontrollable crying when I spilt my diet coke over our rug)

SO he told me we were going for sushi (cooked).

I started crying because all I wanted was a burger and fries (you KNOW you're preg when u choose burger over sushi).

SO he took me to Arctic Circle. It was amazing.

I've told him lately we never DO anything. No movies. No bowling. No activities. I compare it to FHE without the treat...pointless.

SO he took me to the dollar theater to see BATMAN: Dark Night for the first time (we don't believe in full price movies). It was amazing.

Then I cried bc I realized I ate almost a whole tub of popcorn.

SO he took me to the gym and let me burn cals. It was amazing.

This is my husband. He is amazing.
I 'm sure yours is/will be too. I recommend them. Esp. those who are good even when you are bad.

For Cindy

29 weeks and counting....

***I appreciate all your sweet comments - you rock; however, I'd be lying if I didn't admit, I made Trev take about 500 pictures till I found one in which I looked skinniest. ...Just keepin it real.***

I have a complaint.

With the array of ads/propaganda/blogs/campaigns/youtube videos etc etc etc concerning the election today, groups associated with/ and issues thereof (Prop. 8 etc).....I've really been disappointed in people.

I really don't care what/how you choose to vote. I might not agree, but it's your right. I just have to say, how disgusted I am with some people and their angry, uneducated, ignorant, viscious attacks on others - left and right, yes and no. No side or party is guiltless.

Have that many people really lost their class? Is respect for another's views that foreign of a concept? Kudos to those on both sides who choose to respectfully (and literately) express their views.

And that's enough about political/social issues.

This is not that blog. obviously.

Trey.

Today, I was really nauseated in the morning and dealing with killer back pain. Random. I was lying in bed, moaning and crying, feeling sorry for myself when all of a sudden, Trey started moving around.

I put my hand on my stomach and I swear to you, I felt his hand. Pushing back

It was amazing.

If u thought all the cow talk was a joke....

Trev was happy when we took first in sale!

Attack of the black blob. It was my Halloween costume. really. (ha right..)