Current Affairs

Good grief, I haven't even looked at this ol blog in forever. Instagram has officially taken over. But had to post these amazing shots that Jill took the other day. I did get attacked by stinging nettle and Phoebe poked my eye pretty straight on, so needless to say I wasn't at my best, yet it didn't even phase the master of photography. She made us look real good :)

In other news, I am 8 months prego and getting humongous. Each day adds another few pounds and inches. But baby girl's gotta grow so its all part of the plan. . .probably shouldn't have eaten those cookies tonight.

Phoebe is an absolute delight. She is full energy all the time and her favorite phrases are:

"Go Disneyland!! Okayy!"
"Where papa go?"
"Carrie, Ham, Pat, Nana's house!"
"Put swimsuit on."
"Help you" (help me)
"I love you too" (I love you)
"Animals bath"
"Go see Belle, Jazzy" (Papa's horses)
"Good nie nights" (when she wakes up in the morning)

Her favorite toys are:

Pony in a Purse
Toy Story toys
Puzzles
Horses
Doggie
Minnie
Scooter

Her favorite foods are:

Cereal
Beans, Rice, and Cheese mixed together
Carrots
Broccoli
Fruit
Alphabet cookies
Pretzels
Smoothie/Juice
"Dilla" (Quesadilla)

Her favorite shows are:
Ariel
Mickey Mouse Clubhouse

Favorite rides at Disneyland:
Little Mermaid and the carousel

Our day pretty much looks the same with a few variations. Phoebs wakes us up at 6:30 am, comes storming into our room and says "Good nie nights!!" "Daddy come on!!" "Cereal!!" Dave then gets her breakfast (cereal) and. . .I stay asleep til 7:30 or so. Then I slowly get out of bed and groggily make Dave a lunch and send him off to work. Phoebs and I do various activities, play group, park, pool, blade, beach or just stay at home and play or clean. She naps at 1 or 2 and I nap also. Wake up and make dinner. Take a bath, read scriptures pray and go to sleep. I work on Wednesdays at Mission and Carrie watches Phoebe, which is a major blessing. I also work on Saturday at the Ritz and Dave has a little play date with her then.

Pregnancy wise, Sunday is growing nicely. She moves a ton. I'm carrying her low, so I got some major pelvic pressure goin on. I sleep alot or just lay down alot. It's the only way my pelvis likes me.

Some things I wonder are: what she'll look like (obvi), how I am going to do 2 kids in 1 room, or just 2 kids period, how phoebe will react to sharing the spotlight, will my hips ever be the same again, and will I love her as much at first as I did phoebe.

This pregnancy has been so different. I forget I'm pregnant all the time (except for the giant pumpkin in front) I feel very disconnected with my body. Only at night when I'm trying to sleep and she's moving around do I remember I'm making a human, and that she's coming in less than 2 months. 2 MONTHS! Can't wait for this lil bundle to get here. I know its going to be a huge adjustment, but I just want to see our family grow and grow. I've been the happiest I've ever been being Phoebe's mom, so I figure more children = more happiness right? At least in the long term. (I am not so naive as to think there will be days I'll wanna pull my hair out, but overall it'll be worth it.) I'm really banking on God's promise of, a quiver full of children = being blessed.