and life goes on

It is nearing the end of September which puts us into October which makes December only 2 months away! Exciting!

You can definitely tell school has started around here. Textbooks and notebooks seems to pile up on our counter every day and we are tired much more often. David is taking some interesting classes (and by interesting I mean impossible for me to even fathom taking). He is in Economics which goes toward his new Business Minor and seems to take up a lot of time; Research Methods, required as prerequisite for other classes in his major; TV Production, which he loves because they get to sit around for 1 1/2 hrs once a week talking about directing - right up David's alley; New Testament and Weight Training which will, according to him, make him "buff" for Gymnastics next semester. We are both in History of Creativity, which I find more amusing than I had anticipated it being. I'm trying to wrap up my major classes this semester with Exercise Physiology, Worksite Health Promotions, Stress Management and Mind/Body Health. Graduation seems to be getting further away though with those darn GE's.

We are moving again. We found an apartment we both like - 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, all utilities included, huge kitchen with 2 pantries, dining room, and personality; most importantly - it's cheaper than where we are now and even about 4 houses closer to campus (but because this is Utah it is also in a different Ward). I was up the other night thinking about all the possibilities of decorating. Since we will be settling in for longer term and have to buy our own furniture there are more possibilities. Should be fun.

Baby is moving around a lot these days. She is super cute and sometimes distracting because instead of listening to teachers I just want to watch her move my belly. One down side though: her kicks are getting stronger and at times it hurts. But I love that she seems to be having fun in there. Super excited for her to come out and play.

I got a new calling at church, about a month ago. I am now a Relief Society Teacher. This past Sunday was my first time and boy was I nervous. David kept reassuring me everything would be fine and was running through the lesson with me but despite all the kind words - I was still petrified. A year before David and I got married, my roommates and I were sitting around talking about callings and which ones we didn't/did want to receive that coming Sunday. I commented that teaching would be my least favorite. Everyone said I should knock on wood and I laughed at the idea and said the Lord knew me better than to give that one to me. I was called as a Gospel Doctrine Teacher - I wanted to die. But as it turned out I loved that calling and it remains my favorite. Well, after this past Sunday, I remembered that the Lord knows me much better than I know myself and I actually enjoyed being in front of the class. I noticed a lot of things I needed to improve but I was kinda excited to do it. Too bad we are moving in a month.

caught up in tomorrows

My mom was the seminary teacher for 9 years and during a period of time there was this one boy that always used the word "fail". So it became the "F-word" and my mom said we weren't allowed to say it anymore. That has stuck with me for all these years.

More and more over the past few weeks I find all I want to do is lay there... and think. It could be about anything or nothing but for some reason it has become one of my favorite past-times (slothful, isn't it?). Sometimes though in my thinking the "F-word" will come up and then my mind seems to automatically create a list of all the things I am not doing right or that I should be better at. My entertaining daydreams become a daunting reality that I am not living up to my expectations. It's funny when you are little and think about the future and all the things you are going to do and be and then the future comes and you aren't doing those things and you aren't being that person - so you dream about the future of tomorrow and the next day or week or month envisioning life then. Preparing for school to begin this semester I created a schedule - "My Life" I called it - for each day of the week, but it really didn't even last for one day. Thankfully, my unbelievably amazing and understanding husband helps break the daze and brings me back to the now, so I can keep trying for that realistic tomorrow.

I've always loved rearranging things and organizing the already organized boxes and shelves. When I was younger I would periodically go insane with the way the furniture was arranged in my room so would change everything around just to get bored with it again a few months later. I guess that has carried over into my home. Last night David mention the idea of moving again at the end of the year due to the recent increase in rent and the not-so-very-far-away decrease in income with the Baby coming. We both LOVE the place we are in now and I am so unbelievably thankful we found this place so quickly. However, when I woke up this morning I was excited to start looking at new places - I guess that is a part of dreaming of my tomorrows.

Baby is moving a lot these days and I am getting more and more anxious for her to come so I can play with her and love her and even more so, see David play with her and love her. Sometimes it seems so unreal.

It's A....

GIRL!

This week we had the 20-week ultrasound where we could find out the sex of the baby. It was the most beautiful thing. I really didn't expect it to be as exciting and tear-jerking as it was, but I was captivated by what I saw - the spine, legs, face, toes, and even smile! It has really made it all the more real, knowing she is there healthy and happy. She is becoming more and more active and I can sometimes feel her shifting positions, although I have yet to figure out what body part is sticking out where. It was kinda emotional seeing her smile. I felt like she really does like us, despite all our imperfections and things we need to work on - she likes us. I have a daughter! And she is beautiful!

our little getaway

For our one-year anniversary David and I decided to celebrate in Park City. It isn't until August 11th but with my family in town then we decided to go early. It was so beautiful and refreshing to have a vacation where we didn't have to worry about work or school and we could just enjoy being together. We went to the pool everyday, spent one afternoon on Main Street, saw the view of Park City on the way up the ski lift and just kicked back at our really nice hotel, Silver King. It was a blast and even now I sometimes wish we could have stayed there much longer.

The fireplace in our hotel. One night I turned the AC down
really low so I could utilize the prettiness of the fire.
Above it was a HUGE flatscreen TV

The Lobby of our Hotel

David sitting at the bottom of the pool - he kept timing himself
to see how long he could hold his breath.

Trying to hide from the camera.

The pool area. David is crawling over from the hot tub

On the way up the mountain

Our dangling feet on the way up. David kept trying to startle
me by lifting up the bar - I wouldn't have any of that.

On our way up the lift

The view - reminded me of Sound of Music

What we saw walking around at the top of the mountain

The view of Main Street on our way down the ski-lift.

The place we ate on our one night of "splurging" - Steak House.
We were the only people in the place so we got A LOT of attention.
The waitress was super nice and after overcooking my steak and
making a new one, we went home with almost 2 whole steaks for leftovers :)

All growing up I wondered what babies thought about. I wondered if they liked their new family and home or wished they were back with Heavenly Father. I wondered how much they knew and what they would say if they could talk. Now that I am that new family and am the creator of the new home I find myself worrying more than wondering. Am I doing all that I need to be doing to make this home as much like the one they are coming from? Is my baby going to be glad to be with me? Am I doing my best at my personal spirituality? Am I worthy of my baby?

I'm Alive!

So according to David, it has been so long since my last post that people might think I'm dead. This is me letting everyone know, I'm not dead. In fact, these are the things going on:

1) We LOVE our new place. The great feeling of being in a bright place that is new and fresh is so wonderful that sometimes I walk in the door and am still surprised this is our home. In fact, some times it is so bright, like in the mornings, that I woke up way earlier than I would really like because of the sun streaming in. My beach bathroom (finally!) and cow decorated kitchen have given this apartment more of our personality, and as my sister said, it fits us. There is such a better feeling here and we are so glad to have it.

2) Yesterday was my 12-week appointment and we got to hear the baby's heartbeat. The midwife did it so fast that I felt like I didn't quite get to enjoy the moment. I mean, come on, let me enjoy those moments of excitement so that it will make all the throwing up and aches and pains seem like no big deal. Only 2 months until we find out the gender!

3) Torn about whether or not to cut my hair. David desperately wants me to, but I kinda miss my long hair.

4) My spring class ends next week and all I'll have left is my two online classes. I'll probably end up graduating next August rather than April.

5) Last thing, I have a wonderful husband =]

We're Moving!

After babysitting at David's brother's place and being in such a bright home for a few days I realized I didn't want to go back to our place and be under ground. It then became incredibly difficult to ignore the thoughts I was already having about the darkness of our apartment.

So yesterday morning, kind of sudden, I told David I wanted to move. I had a list of places that were nice and available all ready when I told him, so we immediately went to work. This morning we found the one we wanted (and it was the one that I liked the most when looking at the information and pictures online). As David puts it, "It's cute!". I couldn't stop thinking about moving that it took me a little while to fall asleep last night because I was so excited. It is smaller than our place now, but it is bright! And fresh! And different! I am so excited for a change, a different environment as we are starting a new stage of our lives - a better one. I really feel this place will be better for us and I couldn't be happier.

It has big windows in the bedroom and living room with fresh carpet and a lot of openness. A pool is also included with the complex - nice. It's a little farther from where we are now, but there are a lot of trees around and it's a nice area for walks. I am so excited, for June 1st!