the husband said last night . . ."this kid is going to be crazy"

it's true.  

i sit at my desk and i can feel her punching, kicking, and sometimes it seems like her twirling on her head. (if she's a dancer or a cheerleader so help me)

i like to think of her as a soccer player...or maybe a gymnast? 

at 34 weeks, in meetings, i have to wonder if people notice my constant twitching.  like, when all of a sudden my entire boob gets pushed up and drops (which considering the size, is impressive).  or she's constantly seeing how far she can punch her little fist out into the sky.  or her jutting our her feet into my ribs.  my favorite is when she does a jumping jack, you know, feet and hands push out simultaneously. 

the darling little morsel.

28 week baby bump

there may be a few pictures...hope you don't mind

my cousin offered to take some prego photos...

i absolutely love them!

 

outfit: dress from target (first actual maternity clothing purchase)

cardigan from japanese thrift shop

hats: ross/tjmaxx throughout the years

fingernail polish: walmart's cool mint

jewelry: disneyland/in-laws/auntie mitsie

blanket: ummm yard sale $2.00!!!!

note: i am not a very photogenic person...i'll have to post some winners from my past years, so it was sssssssssooooooo fun to see these turn out the way i was hoping!

thanks kacey!  

it was super fun, even if i am awkward

26 week baby bump

 

 this week's photo is brought to you by The Han.

yes, i went slip n sliding.

no, i didn't go on my belly.

yes, i had to do it. 

yes, the fetus was safe. 

want to see other years that i was not with fetus while slip n sliding?

here, here, here, here, oh, and here,

 

flag, fourth, fetus, festive fun?

 

i love the fourth of july.  

as i've gotten older i feel this deep sense of patriotic pride for america.  i wanted to make sure that people knew this about me.

this year, being the year of the babies and baby bump i thought i could embellish a certain area.

 

  

so, i found these materials in my home for a quick project.

pins

scissors

white shirt i didn't care much about

a sewing machine (i also contemplated just hot gluing, but he's dead at the moment)

and spools of material (from my gram's, she would make rugs out of them, or put my hair "in rags."  for those of you who don't know what that is, it's the oldschool way of curling your hair.  this leads to SERIOUS curling of the hair btw.)

i took my shirt and gave a general outline for my flag.

can i also just say how i hate measuring?  it's so time consuming...

 

laid out my fabric, pinned them down and made sure it was somewhat straight.

 

now, remember how i said i hate measuring?  well, sewing is not exactly my forte. somehow i had forgotten that small factoid when i began this little project.  nonetheless i bulldozed through it...going for the "rustic" sewing job.  how i wish, i was an amazing seamstress who had the patience and ocd-ness for it.

but i'll leave that to my fellow crafters...

because i really liked the results!

Pinned here.

24 weeks

my gondola church outfit. 

so, just a few things to point out.

if you look at the picture to the left, you'll see that i have a nonexistent butt.  (in case you were wondering.) i was really hoping that pregnancy would improve this lacking area, but alas.  it's not to be so.  if only we could push down from "my girls" to help even things out. . . such is life. 

weekend of new

 

being the lazy pregnant girl i am, i just didn't want to cook dinner on friday. 

so, i left it up to the fam where we would be going. which, may or may not have been a mistake, a delicious mistake. 

we went to the training table, the husband had never been and i can't believe it's still around. really, it wasn't bad, but it may be the reason the belly grew like 2 inches.  after the training table we went to a new snow cone shop, which sadly, wasn't as good as we'd hoped.  once you've been to hawaii and had their snow cones with ice cream or sweetened condensed milk there just isn't any real reason to go on with life.

twenty three weeks

cheerry pickin

 

 tis cherry season here in utah.  a couple weeks ago we picked from the lovely trees at my office.  this year, of course it was all different, because you see, i've been banned from climbing the tree.  not only by my husband, but my boss also realized my intentions and told me not to climb.

for the love. 

 

so instead, here the husband is having a joyous time, climbing without me.  the kona and i stood in the back of the truck, picking what we could.  while the husband patiently listens while i boss him around as to wear the best cherries are hiding. 

cheers to cherries!

photos was taken around 22 weeks.

yes, you may have noticed the largeness getting larger. 

Slight Explanation

i have always wanted twins.  twins are extremely common on my dad's side.  he actually has two sets of twin siblings (same parents).  i also have multiple sets of cousins who are twins on that side.  so, you see, i've always expected them sometime or another in the family. but having them this way, didn't ever cross my mind.

We are VERY excited.

because it's kind of a big deal.

you see, very, very, early on, i felt that we were having twins.  even after 3 ultrasounds, i still didn't believe the dr when he said there was only 1.  finally, it started settling in that the dr wasn't an idiot and there really was 1.

then i got a phone call from a friend, i hadn't talked to her in a couple years. 

she was pregnant and wanted to know if we would adopt her baby. 

complete shock. 

imagine my mind going a million miles a minute, thinking "this is the phone call we've been waiting for for 5 years and it happens while we are pregnant. . . " 

obviously, i couldn't give her an answer then and there...i still needed to talk to my other half.

then began the search for the right answer. 

i kind of knew from the beginning that this was meant to be. i had promptings constantly about "TWINS."  i talked to the birth mother a couple times and when I found out the original due date was 6 days after mine (which, let's face it, it sealed the deal for me then.) this really was the twin i'd been wondering about.

this little girl was meant to be with our family.  i realize much can happen between then and now, so please keep the birthmom and us in your thoughts and prayers!

Announcement

 

slight explanation to come soon. 

please pray for us.

The Act of Waiting.

 

(I can't remember where I saw...this print...sorry person, but kudos to you.)

You'd think while we waited oh...5 years for a baby that this last 5 months would be easy.  I'm terribly bored of it already.  When does this little lady get here!?  Sigh.  Setting up Registries, thinking about EVERYTHING we need is kind of overwhelming.  But I can't really buy anything until this house we've been waiting for since last October closes. 

Short sales = Not Short

Sometimes, I wish we weren't so cheap.

There are many, many, exciting life changes coming...I can't wait to post about them!  We'll have to make sure it all works out first.

 

Also. I really want this. 

Maybe for the baby...or mainly for me.  

OohLookItsARabbit   from Etsy.

We are kind of irreverent.

I forgot that we had a beautiful rendition of the fetus drawn...on an egg nonetheless.

(it was about life size at that time as well.)

Baby Fetus Gender Day

Again...remember, if you work at my office, please do not share this...I'm waiting to see how big I get before the bossman (or anyone else for the matter) notices. 

I found this Lucky shirt for $5.00

I thought the message on my ever growing belly was fitting.

Time for you to guess...

Today is "Baby Fetus Gender Day" as Hannah so eloquently said.

Yup, we find out today...I'm exactly 16 weeks. 

*Note, this picture was actually taken around 10-12 weeks...I think. (I'm quite a bit larger now) with the iPhone

**Note, We had a Groupon to go bowling at Weber State and as usual, it was about to expire. Came with 2 games, shoe rentals and cheese nachos..w/out the nachos as their machine was broken.

I can't even tell you how much money we are not saving by buying these awesome deals on Groupon.  But we still buy them. 

I'm way behind on my blogging.

We're never going to have to feel this way again. EVER.

**Note to all that read this. Please don't tell my boss.  I have yet to inform the office or anyone there, especially the boss man.

5 Years and 7 Miscarriages ago we starting this arduous journey. There has been much crying, hysteria, obsessing, anger, physical pain, emotional pain that literally breaks my heart, frustration, assuming, aching, yelling. . .

Mainly by me. 

We have seen too many pregnancy tests, blood drawings, hormonal drugs, doctors and more doctors.  We have been through the routine so many times that I could tell you exactly what a doctor would do and say...always ending with sad results.  I have been pregnant multiple more times than many of you reading this.

It isn't fun.

My poor husband. 

There were times I was worried for him, mainly because, I don't know how he could deal with his maniac wife. He is really rock solid.  It's a pretty good thing I married him.  

I can't think of anyone on this earth stronger than him.

We've tried the hormonal drugs, we've tried the natural, we've looked into Foster Care, we've looked into adoption, I'm pretty sure there isn't an option I haven't read or tried to do. I've also considered stealing children, but I have read the Face on the Milkbox too many times.

I have never yearned for something so bad in my entire life.

I think God realized that I truly had given up.  It's been a really long time.  Derek promised that this would be the last doctor. We went to the U for the infertility specialists.  After more tests and more exams, they still didn't have any answers or unique questions for that matter.  Come to find out, we didn't need them in the end. 

See this?

 

This is inside of my body.  I don't have to buy a baby after all, although I still might... According to the last doctor, it's a spontaneous conception.  Meaning, we conceived in the normal way.  We weren't on any medication, shots, steroids or magic pills.  Which never happens at an infertility clinic. Who knows why it worked this time.

It makes it all worth it.

p.s.  Although, I would prefer not to have to repeat everything before this, but time will only tell.

p.s.s. this was written a while ago.  Today i believe I'm somewhere around 15 weeks.