Thoughts I've been saving...

I think being pregnant and not telling is the hardest thing in eternity.  Your whole world has changed and you can't tell anyone...

Here are a few thoughts I've been saving:

1. I think I knew for sure I was pregnant when I realized that once again sneezing/laughing was synonymous with peeing your pants.

2.  That moment when your pediatric faculty says something to the effect of "not that any of you are pregnant...that I know of..." And you just want to raise your hand.

3. Sitting through OB lecture getting excited for the excitement and beauty of pregnancy while everyone else groans and talks about never wanting to be pregnant...like ever.

4.  Going into the clinic to get a flu shot from Dad.  Having to check the yes box after the "Are you pregnant?" question.  Hoping he's not too observant.

5. Every time another nursing student complains about being tired, wanting to rolls your eyes and say, "You have no idea...really."

6. Remember the good ol' days when all I was taking were prerequisite courses and I didn't have a toddler demanding time and attention?  Yeah...those days are long gone.

Baby Number Two is on the way!  Baby is scheduled to arrive somewhere around June 13, 2013!

Small Update

Husband:

Husband is working crazy hours.  8:30pm - 2:30am.  It wouldn't be bad except that he has to get up with the boy on the mornings I'm gone for school.  That can be rough.

He made it to the top 10 (out of 51 applicants) for the Worland, Wyoming FM position.  He has another interview on Monday.  Life could change drastically real soon.  Or it could stay the same as it's always been.  We'll see what happens.

He's signed up for 18 hours of overtime the week of Thanksgiving.  Whoop!

He's my favorite person (besides Little Boy).

Momma:

The end of the semester is so close I can taste it.  Seriously.  I have one paper. A few more exams.  A couple of finals.  Three more OB clinicals.  One more Community Clinical (if you can count mini golf as clinical).  Then I'm done.

I'm excited for Thanksgiving, even if Husband is working overtime that week and we only get to spend a few hours at Grams and Papa's on Thanksgiving Day.  I'll drive two and a half hours both ways for that food any day.

We put up the Christmas tree yesterday and wrapped presents and I've been listening to the Christmas Pandora station.  I'm not cheating.  Christmas and Thanksgiving are just two parts of one great holiday.

The Christmas shopping is almost complete.  One more gift and we are done done done.  That feels good.

Hyrum:

Hyrum loves singing "The Wheels on the Bus."  He knows the actions for the wheels and the horn, so that's all we sing around here so far.

Nursery is the coolest thing since chocolate milk.  Baths are also on the top of the list.

He loves balls, all sorts.  Especially the ones hanging on the Christmas tree.

Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?

For those of you who are upset by the results of the presidential election, just remember what Dr. Seuss said:

"When you think things are bad,

when you feel sour and blue,

when you start to get mad...

you should do what I do!
 

Just tell yourself, Duckie,

you're really quite lucky!

Some people are much more...

oh, ever so much more...

oh, muchly much-much more

unlucky than you!"

How blessed we are that we live in a free country.  How blessed we are that we can vote, even if our candidate doesn't win.  How blessed we are that our home is not ravaged by war.  How blessed we are that we can worship our God as we choose.

"That's why I say, "Duckie!

Don't grumble! Don't stew!

Some critters are much-much,

oh, ever so much-much,

so muchly much-much more unlucky than you!"

Halloween 2012

For Halloween this year, we went to Grannie and Pops' Trunk-or-Treat on Tuesday and our Trunk-or-Treat on Wednesday.  Hyrum could have cared less about dressing up (as you can tell in the pictures) and he hasn't had more than half a pack of Smarties from all his wonderful loot (shhhh...he doesn't know).

It was a fun time.  It would have been better if Husband didn't have to work both nights, but oh well.  I enjoyed catching up with old friends and I'm sure enjoying all the chocolate.

Thank Goodness for Visiting Teaching

I love being a visiting teacher.  I love being visit taught.

Within the last few months, I was given new assignments and boy howdy was I ever excited about the sisters I get to visit.  It's been so much fun visiting with them and serving them and loving them.

One sister in particular has three kids under 4, a husband in med school, and is getting her master's in nutrition online.  She's completely crazy in my book, but I'm crazy too, so I understand where she's coming from.  

Once, as I was giving her the lesson on the importance of serving one another, I joked that I didn't know how to meet her needs because what she needed was more time and I don't have any time to give.  It took my genius husband to find the solution...trading kids for a couple of hours every week.

So, for the past month-ish we've been trading kids.  We each get more done in 2 hours with no kids than we would in 4 hours with kids, so it works out.  And let me tell ya...today I needed it.  

I woke up at 4:30 with leftover stomach bug from last night.  Too bad.  I had to be at clinical.  I thought I would be ok, until I was getting report and felt all sweaty and lightheaded and had to excuse myself.  I made it, though.  I took a little break, toughened up, and made it the rest of the day.

When I got home I thought I would be able to relax, get some studying done, and enjoy my boys.  Except that I forgot Husband was leaving for a campout, which meant that I needed to rush to the grocery store so that I could feed us for the next few days.  But on my way to the grocery store I remembered that I needed to water my neighbors flowers because she's trusting me to not kill everything while she's gone to her mother's funeral.  Seriously.  That is stressful.  So, the flowers made me late and I thought I lost my chance to take Hyrum to Mary's but she said, "No, bring him over!" and I breathed a sigh of relief as he ran into her house without any care that I was going to leave him there.

Homework got done.  Dinner got made.  My stress level decreased by leaps and bounds.  Thank goodness for visiting teaching.

In other news, Hyrum now purposely moves his bike so that he can climb on top of the speaker and play with the light switches.  Oh boy...