For Fathers of Unborn Children: the Complete Guide to a Happier Spouse

 

Dear fathers of unborn children.  Your wife is pregnant.  Please cut her some slack.  In fact, please cut her as much slack as is humanly possible.  In the first three or four months the fact that there is a little tiny person taking over your wife’s entire life might be completely incomprehensible to you (and heck, you may even be in denial), but it’s something she is reminded of every second of every day.  

Have you ever had another person decide to take up residence in your body (which you’ve had to yourself for 20 odd years) and suddenly start calling all the shots?  Well let me tell you, for the first bit it’s kind of like having the worst roommate ever.  Chances are, your wife is feeling sick, puking, not feeling like eating even if she can, having a lot of mood swings (no, she can’t control them), has to pee all the time, and is extremely tired.  There are a few variations, and some women have it easier than others, but a good rule of thumb is to treat her as if this is the case.

So, since I hear guys aren’t mind readers, here is what you need to be doing:

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•  If you know what your wife likes when she isn’t feeling great, do it.  LOTS of it.  Unless she says otherwise.  Some good ideas are foot/back massages, watch her favorite movie with her, cuddle on the couch and talk, buy her flowers unexpectedly, write her a note, etc.

• Be willing to talk about the baby and the pregnancy, in fact, be the one to bring it up.  Talk to her about the future, how she feels about the pregnancy, etc.  Most likely she’ll do a lot of the talking, but it will mean a lot to her that you’re showing interest.

•  Chances are, if your wife does certain things to make you feel better when you are sick, she’ll be happy to have you do the same for her.  Think really hard about how you like to be taken care of while you’re sick, or things that you liked your mother to do back in the day, and do it for your wife!

• Be really patient and remember, she isn’t feeling great even if you can’t really see it all the time.

• Offer to let her take a nap.  (This is in bold because I think it's super important!!!).  If she has chores she needs to do or dinner to make, offer to do them for her so she can take a nap.  If she tries to refuse, insist (lovingly).  This is especially crucial if you already have a child, offer to take him/her out of the house for an hour or two so she can get some rest without hearing her child in the background.  Mommies have a hard time taking a break if they are constantly reminded that their child might need them.

•  Please be sympathetic.  It’s a lot like having a mild case of the flu for three-ish months, I’m assuming you’d be pretty cranky if you were in her place.

•  Be sympathetic to her mood swings.  Her hormones are seriously running the show at this point, if she gets cranky at you, say you’re sorry for making her upset, offer to talk about how she’s feeling, and ask if there is anything you can do for her.  If she bursts out crying unexpectedly, just hug her and tell her you love her.  In general, it’s not a good idea to ask her what’s wrong, because she might not know, and that might just make her cry more.  I know this sounds like I’m asking a lot, but the most important thing you can do is to act sympathetic and caring, even when she’s acting crazy.  You are a manly man, I know you can do it.

• If there is something that she says she wants to eat, get it for her, quick!!  If your wife is one of the (un)lucky ones who can barely eat during the first part of her pregnancy, it’s really important to get her anything she thinks she can/wants to eat when she says she wants to eat it.  Important tip, she may not want it for long, so do your best to get it soon, or figure out what the next craving is.

• Tell her often how much you love her and how much you appreciate the sacrifice she’s making to bring your baby into the world!

•  Bottom line?  Be willing to make a lot of concessions for her for the next several months, pregnancy doesn’t last forever, just hold on and try to make it the best experience possible.

You may think I'm absolutely crazy, so you'll just have to trust me on this one.  I know this sounds like a lot to put on your plate, especially if you’re working or going to school full time (or both!!), just know that it will be soooooo worth it!  You don’t have to do all of it at once either, just make an effort, and I promise it WILL pay off.

Back to Business

After about five months of being home and giving Evie my complete and undivided attention, it's time for me to go back to work (ish)!

Today I started my internship with Welcome Baby (an awesome program through UnitedWay), which I'm super excited about, but having to leave my baby (who still wants to eat every 2 hrs) everyday is definitely nerve-wracking!!  I was nervous this morning, but I ended up coming home to a super happy baby who really enjoyed her morning with daddy :)  That was a little surprising.  I was really expecting a baby who desperately wanted to eat, and needed her mommy, but when I walked in she just looked at me, got a huge grin on her face and went right back to playing. lol.

Something else that kind of surprised me was how much I enjoyed being away from her.

Don't get me wrong, I love her, I love being a mom, and I did miss her, but it was so incredibly nice to just be me again!  I'm no longer a "me"; motherhood has totally and completely transformed me into a constant "we".  I sometimes feel like I'm nothing more than Evie's porter, chair, bed, entertainment center, jungle gym, pacifier, security blanket, and food supply. 

While I was gone I didn't have much of a chance to think about her, and knowing she was at home in good hands left me free to get back to being a real person again!  It was kind of amazing.  I seriously recommend new mommies (or any mommy) get some time out of the house to just do the normal stuff they used to do!  Even if it's just an hour a week to take a community class, or work out, or something, it's so good to have a tiny part of your life that's not totally centered on that little one.

I am still kind of nervous since I'll be leaving her for a few hours a day, and I can't wait to get back to her full time, but I think this is really going to be a good experience for all of us :)

Evie May is 2 Months Today!!

Yikies!!! Where on earth has the time gone??  I feel like I'm in some kind of strange limbo, stuck in my house with my baby, where time doesn't even exist.  Yet somehow outside the days are flying by us at the speed of light!  My little tiny baby is growing by leaps and bounds (she's now my chunky little baby, lol)!!

Evie absolutely adores her daddy! When he leaves her sight she automatically tilts her head back as far as she can to try and find him (she's learned which direction he usually goes when he disappears), it is so sweet :)  The other day he was playing with her while she was laying on our bed and he decided to trick her by ducking down by the side of the bed.  As soon as she couldn't see him anymore she started moving her head towards the bedroom door trying to follow him out of the room!

Her favorite game right now is "Where's Evie's Nose??" and she loves eating her hands!  She recently figured out how to get them into her mouth, and she's always sucking on them!  She would rather have her hands than a pacifier.  I'm not sure if I like this idea, because suddenly she's drooling everywhere, but she's very content!

 

She's getting more and more social everyday!  I love talking to her because she makes so many different little sounds now, she's a sweetie!  I keep trying to catch her little social moments on camera, but she gets so fascinated by the camera that it doesn't work very well, haha.

Free Money... (I'm not even joking, or trying to scam you!)

 Okay, I really need to finish that last blog post (yeeeah, just remembered I didn't quite finish...), but I have so many new and important things to say, and this is one of them!

Since Evie was born, I don't have a lot of time to do much of anything... But while I'm nursing her I can generally kind of one-handedly use my laptop (makes typing this pretty difficult!).  Anyway, I've discovered a couple of sites that I really love and I just thought I would share!!  I timed myself once, and it only took me about 15 minutes to do my "routine" on both of these sites, and I'm making money (really, I'm totally not joking)!

 

 

The first one is Swagbucks.com.  On this site you just sign up for an account and then every time you do a search using their search bar, you have a chance to win "swagbucks".  I also do other things on their site to get swagbucks, like take their daily poll, watch swagbuck tv (random 2 minute videos on various topics), skip through their daily offers, use swagcodes, and I occasionally complete an offer or two that I feel I can commit to (like "liking" something on facebook, or starting a fb game).  This is all totally free (it's basically like they're paying you to look at ads), and you can redeem your swagbucks for prizes!

 
The prize I like the best is the $5 Amazon gift card.  It takes 450 swagbucks to get one, and it's awesome!  I've been a member since October, I think, and I've almost got enough points to get my 8th gift card!  I can then use my gift cards for things that I need, or I can just feel like I have a few extra dollars to spend on me!

Second site I like is the Superpoints Network.  I don't like it quite as much as Swagbucks, because I feel like there aren't as many good/easy ways to get points, but it's another way to build up my gift card supply!  On this site you need an invite to make an account, but after that you have a certain number of "clicks" for the superlucky button.  Every time you click you have a chance to win points!  When you first sign up you only have 5 clicks per day (pretty hard to get much with just that), so make sure you complete your profile to get 30 clicks.  If you invite 2 friends and get them to join you get 50 clicks, and if you invite 5+ you get 100 clicks per day.  I've heard some people have even enlisted their kids to do the clicking!  Anyway, the other way I get points with this site is with their emails.  They send an email about once a day and you just click the link and you get some points!  It costs 500 points to get a $5 Amazon gift card with Superpoints.

Like I said, it only takes me about 15 minutes to do my whole little routine, and I'm getting money out of the deal!  I think it's way cool, and I wanted to share with all my favorite people!!  If you want to try either of these sites out, feel free to use my links (I will admit I that I want you to use my links because I will also benefit that way)! And, if you want any help figuring out how to use them/get the most points, let me know!  I'd be glad to help you!!

The first link will give you 25 extra points for signing up, but it can only be used by one person and only has one day left:

Join Superpoints! (25 bonus points)

Join Superpoints!!

 Join Swagbucks!!

Evie's Blessing Day

Today we blessed our beautiful little Evie May, and it was wonderful!  Karl and I had both been stressing about this day for awhile now (for various reasons), but it turned out so perfectly. Evie wore a beautiful blessing gown that her great-grandma Ingrid made and that had been worn by her Aunties before her.  Evie's daddy was able to give her a name and a very sweet and special blessing, and we were able to share this experience with so many of our family members.  Evie and I are lucky to have so many worthy priesthood holders and loving family members in our lives.  

 

 

So... I'm a Mommy!

As of Thursday, December 8th, at 11:45 am, I am officially a mommy!  Evie May Smith was 6 lbs 3 oz, 19 inches, and the most adorable thing I've ever seen :)

I really can't believe it's been a month already!!! To be completely honest, I'm still stuck somewhere in early-mid December, lol!  I just thought it might be time to FINALLY write down my birth story (now that bebe is over a month old!).

So, December 7th, after school Karl and I went in for my 40 week (and one day) appointment at 3 o'clock in the afternoon.  The midwives were really concerned about the incredibly awful rash I developed all over my body and really wanted to induce me, but they said my bishop score (cervix position, dilation, effacement, and baby's position) wasn't high enough--which was probably a good thing, because as much as I didn't want to induce, I was EXTREMELY miserable and in no position to resist the temptation! Anyway, they swept my membranes and sent me over to the hospital to do another non-stress test and more blood work (they were really hoping to find some reason to induce me).

Now, Karl and I were both running on very little sleep at this point--between my itching and all the final projects and studying keeping us up all night, we were completely worn out that day! We were half falling asleep the whole hour long wait at radiology for our ultrasound (the results of which were "Everything looks great! Baby is fine!") AND during the two hours we spent in labor and delivery hooked up to monitors and waiting for test results (just to be told "You're fine! Baby's fine!").  After all that we didn't get home until 7 o' clock... Which was really frustrating because both Karl and I had a TON to get done for the next day--Karl had several huge sections of math homework due and two tests to study for, and I had to compile/edit a final group paper and prepare a presentation for Thursday morning (yes, this is our combined procrastination at its finest!). All in all a very frustrating afternoon.  On the bright side though, we did get to see our cute little monkey on the inside one more time!

Look at that cutie! You can even see her fuzzy little head!

Anyway, after all our adventures at the hospital we rushed home and dove into all our homework head first!  At around five-ish I had started having contractions, but they were about the same as the ones I'd been having off and on for over a week (regular, close together, but mostly just uncomfortable), so I wasn't too excited about it (although I was REALLY hoping something was happening!).  They did keep going though, and by 10 o'clock they were moving past the uncomfortable stage into the painful stage--they hurt just enough to be distracting from my loads of homework I needed to get done!!  Around that time my parents came over and my dad and Karl gave me a blessing so that I'd be able to get through my homework and not be too uncomfortable (at this point I was still not getting my hopes up for labor--too many nights spent with contractions to be very optimistic!).

Karl and I both finished/gave up on our homework at about 2:30 in the morning.  I emailed the my powerpoint presentation and the final paper to my group-mates and we headed to bed. 

Ok, here's the weird thing, right about the time I FINALLY got in bed and started trying to go to sleep, my contractions completely stopped for about fifteen minutes... Then suddenly they hit me like a freight train!  They were suddenly INTENSELY painful and really close together!  I tried really hard to just stay in bed and relax (since everything I had read said to try to stay home as long as possible), but I couldn't keep quiet, lol!  Karl woke up with all my groaning, I told him to go back to sleep, buuuut with my contractions about three minutes apart and pretty dern painful, he kind of ignored me, popped out of bed and started running around trying to time contractions, emailing my group to let them know I would probably be missing our presentation, and taking our stuff out to the car.

I texted my mom, called the midwife, and we finally decided it was time to go.

We got to the hospital around 3:30 am and I got to sit in the little triage room for an hour while they checked my progression.  Luckily I went from a 3 to a 4 in the hour I was there (yay!), so they let me stay.  I was so terrified that I wouldn't be progressing and they would send me home, so I was overjoyed with the news!

The nurse came in to move me to the labor/delivery room and the very first thing she said to me was, "when would you like to start your drugs?"  That question actually made me pause, and the thought flashed through my mind, "if this isn't even the worst part, maybe I should get those drugs...", but luckily for me my mom sensed my hesitation and was there to tell her that I didn't want anything.  When my mom said that, the nurse was pretty grumpy, she started talking about other drugs other than an epidural, but my mom said we were ok.  I was pretty taken aback by her reaction to me wanting to go un-medicated, and to be honest, I was really hoping for a shift change and a new nurse.  I just didn't like how negative she was being and I really didn't want to have to deal with that for however many more hours this whole thing took... But more on that in a minute ;)

As soon as they would let me, I got into the bathtub which, I have to say, was an absolute life saver!  The contractions were much easier to handle in the water, it was loverly.  I spent most of my labor in the tub, I didn't really realize it (my sense of time was sooo off during this whole process), but I was actually in there for hours!  I kept having to have Karl put more hot water in because it would get cold.  My mom knelt by the tub and she would put her hand on my forehead and either she or Karl would be holding my hand.  That kept me kind of grounded and kept me from getting overwhelmed by each contraction. Between contractions my mom and I just talked, which is what we always do.  My mom and I can talk for hours on end, so I really think that helped the time pass for me.  I could not have done it without my mom; Karl and I are so grateful that she was there to help us get our bitty baby into the world!  I feel really bad that she had to spend so many hours kneeling on the bathroom floor for me, but I'm so thankful she was willing to do it!!

The nurse (the mean one), came in a couple of times and it was interesting, because as she watched me (and my "team") labor, she really changed her attitude.  One of the times she came in she told us how impressed she was by how well we seemed to have things down, especially since this was my first labor.  It was weird to see her change so completely from this almost resentful "you're-going-to-be-so-much-more-work-for-me-because-you-won't-take-the-stupid-drugs" attitude, to one of respect for what I was doing and how well   I was doing it (not trying to toot my own horn or anything, haha).

Anyway, I have heard people describe contractions as waves; they aren't just sudden attacks of pain, they start small and get worse and worse, peak, then they back off.  I never really understood that metaphor, I mean, it makes sense, but I didn't really understand it until I lived it.  I felt like with each contraction I had to stay "on top" of the wave/pain by keeping myself as relaxed as possible through the whole thing and letting my body do its work.  The minute I started to tense up I would start to get overwhelmed and I felt like I was drowning in the pain.  As I got closer to transition there were so many times when I would sit there through a contraction saying "I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't", but my mom would reassure me and talk me through it, and I would change my "chant" to "I can, I can, I can".  I don't feel like I could ever really explain the labor experience to those who have not done it, but as strange as this all sounds, it makes perfect sense to me, haha!  As bad as it all was, I really felt like I could stay on top of it and that I could do it through this entire stage of labor.  I feel like I got into a groove and we just pushed along for a few hours in the tub... Then came the point when I started feeling completely overwhelmed by each contraction...  I'm so glad that I knew enough to realize (when gently reminded, because I was kind of out of my right mind) that I was in transition, which is the shortest phase and so I was getting close to being done!!

The midwife finally came in and checked me and they decided that I would probably be completely dilated and ready to push if they broke my water.  So they got me out of the tub (boo!!!!) and into the hospital bed and broke my water.  Pretty quickly after that I was seriously in the most intense pain EVER.  The midwife thought she would help me out by pushing on my knees, which some women find helpful, but it like instantly made everything ten times worse.  I think it really says something about my personality that even with that much pain I let her do it through a whole contraction and a half before basically squirming up the bed and asking her to stop... Because I didn't want to offend her, haha!! Interestingly enough though, even in transition, we were still joking around and everyone thought it was funny that I was still able to smile between contractions.  At least one book I read told me that I shouldn't go to the hospital until I could no longer smile in between contractions; if I'd gone with that advice I wouldn't have left my house until I was completely dilated!!

Yes, this is an actual picture of me during transition... Thank you paparazzi Karl ;)

And then the pushing started... Which I have to say was the WORST part of the whole experience.  This was the only other time during my whole labor that I even thought about drugs... and even then it was a regretful "dang it, can't get drugs now... I guess I'm just going to have to die".... Haha.  One of the things I would really like to do differently next time is to NOT be lying on my back while I push.  That was one thing I did have in my "unofficial birth plan", but they had me lying down for some reason, and I was so out of it by that time, I didn't even think to ask to change positions.  

Pushing was SO hard.  

Some women like the pushing part because they feel more in control, but I really had a hard time with it.  I felt a constant urge to push, there weren't really any breaks, so while everyone was trying to coach me in my pushing, I was having a terrible time.  I pushed for I think around 40 minutes to an hour and Evie was just taking her time, not wanting to come down the birth canal, and she ended up "crowning" for what felt like a MILLION years.  Her head kept coming out little by little and then moving back... Extremely frustrating!  I remember exclaiming (very exasperatedly), "WHY WON'T SHE COME OUT???".  Everyone kept reassuring me that she was coming, but I just knew that she was never coming out, they were going to have to cut me open or something, because there was just no way that baby was ever coming out!!

 By the end I was so tired (I'd been up for over 24 hours at this point) and I kept hyperventilating so I ended up with an oxygen mask, and they tried to put a monitor on Evie's head to keep an eye on her, but she  had so much hair it didn't work!  By this point, I really had no idea who was in the room, I vaguely remember looking over at Karl who I could tell was having a hard time watching me in so much pain, but I really could have cared less who was down there catching the baby.  I know there were about 6 people in the room (including my mom and Karl), but the only one I really remember was that nurse.  Yes, the mean one I wanted to leave when I was first admitted.  She kept me focused on her face and kept telling me to breathe and when to push.  I don't think I could have kept pushing if it weren't for her.  I was pretty happy (after everything was said and done) that I didn't exchange her for a nicer model, haha.

  

After an hour-ish of pushing, being in the hospital for about 8 hours, and having contractions for about 19 hours, and having not slept at all in over 24 hours, Evie May Smith finally decided to grace us with her presence at 11:45 am (about 30 minutes after I should have been doing my final presentation!).

She was wide awake and didn't cry for several minutes, and even then it was just a little bit of protest crying at being manhandled.  This kind of freaked Karl out, but no one else was concerned.  She was perfectly healthy, she was just a very laid back baby :)

Right afterward I was extremely tired (which is mostly due to the fact that I had barely slept in weeks), I did have a couple of slight tears that needed to be stitched (yeeeah, that was NOT comfortable), they kept pushing on my abdomen, and I all I could think was "I already pushed out the baby, can't I just be done with the pain now??".  I was a little bit out of it and I honestly felt kind of disappointed, I was told that as soon as that baby is born it's such a rush and there's all this bonding and stuff, but I just felt like I'd had the life sucked out of me by that machine from the Princess Bride.  I really wasn't sure I even wanted to hold my baby because I was feeling so out of it.  Then I looked over at Karl, who was holding Evie, and he just looked so smitten with her, he was almost giddy just looking at her; it was awesome to see.  I finally was done being bothered, they handed her to me... and it was amazing.  Even though just ten minutes before I felt like death warmed over, in just a few minutes after holding her I felt fantastic.  I just wanted to hold her and keep looking at her and looking at her.  People kept telling me I should get some rest, but I couldn't sleep for anything; I wanted to be up and about and I wanted to talk to people and do stuff.... The difference was crazy!!  It was like I had taken an energy shot or something.

After that whole experience I felt so empowered, like I had just put myself--my body and mind--through an impossible challenge, and I had made it!  I did it!  After that I felt like I could do absolutely anything.  It really was probably the closest thing I will ever get to experiencing a "high", and that high really got me through the next couple of months of little sleep, lots of diapers, and the whole transition to motherhood.

Later that afternoon after everybody had finally left us to ourselves, I was talking to Karl about the whole experience and he told me how much he respected me for what I did.  We had chosen to do this with no drugs because we felt like it was the healthiest choice for our baby, and after watching how incredibly hard and painful it was and seeing that I didn't give up, he told me how much more he respected me after all that.  Not that he didn't respect me before, haha, but he was very impressed by what I went through for our baby.  I'm really not saying this to brag or anything, that was just one of the biggest (and actually unexpected) "perks" of the whole experience.  I feel like I need to share how incredibly much that meant to me to have him say that.  I didn't do this to have Karl (the nurses, or anybody else) think that I'm awesome or anything, but it really was a great experience for us to go through as a couple, I think.

I really enjoyed my natural childbirth experience, I feel like I've grown so much personally and learned a lot about myself and what I'm really capable of.  I definitely will be doing it again, I don't regret it in the least.  Also, I've been assured that the first labor is the longest/the longest time pushing, so I'm hoping things will be a little easier next time around ;)  

We are so excited to have our little Evie May here with us, it has been quite the adventure, and we are looking forward to many years of adventures to come!!

39 Weeks and Non-Stressed!

Soooo BIG

 Just hit 39 weeks today and due to some iffy blood work results, baby and  I got to celebrate by going in for a "non-stress test", yay!

Luckily everything looks fine, although Evie was napping and REALLY didn't want to wake up (the nurse used a little buzzer to wake her and she kicked at it once and went right back to sleeping!).  In other news, when the nurse was looking at the ultrasound she said "looks like baby has some hair there! At least, on the back of her head."  I'm not quite sure how she could even see hair (we looked and weren't even sure we were looking at her head!), but if she does have hair I'm really hoping it's on her WHOLE head, not just the back--just not that into the Danny DeVito look for my baby girl, haha.

I'm superly excited to finally meet this little character in person!  It's getting so close!!

My life is over...

Ok, that is an incredibly over dramatic statement, I will admit it.  What I MEAN to say is that sometime in the next couple of weeks here, life as I know it will be over for ever.  To me, that is incredibly amazing, wonderful, and a little bit terrifying all at the same time!  It will never just be me and Karl like this again and I will never be pregnant and childless again.  As soon as she is born I'm going to be a mother, something I've never been before! We're going to be a little family instead of just a couple! I'm so excited and nervous and happy and scared all at once!!  I love her so much already, I can't wait to hold her and see her, but I know it's going to be hard too!!  Anyway, just thought I would get that out there :)

Aaaaand, just for something exciting (because I'm in a really stagnant feeling place right now) here's a clip of Evie's 20 week ultrasound!  She looks like a little alien, but she's my alien :)

The Waiting Game

Waiting... Waiting... Waiting...

I'm now almost 38 weeks, and the waiting game has more than officially begun :/  I wouldn't be quite so anxious if I wasn't so uncomfortable!   I've been having pretty darn painful contractions for the last couple of days, but no actual labor yet.  This week is Thanksgiving break, so I would be more than happy for her to decide to show up in the next couple of days!!  I guess, on the other hand, if she decided to stay for the next two weeks then I could at least get more classes/school work under my belt before taking the plunge into motherhood.  I just don't know if I'm going to be able to get much done, or even walk anymore, if she doesn't come out soon!  I think my body has decided to fall apart in the last couple weeks, lol!  I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens... So crazy trying to prepare for something when I have no idea when it will happen!!

I feel like I have more to say, but I'm just superly exhausted and I'm technically supposed to be working on homework (I should probably get as much done as I can before baby decides to show up!).  I feel so bad that I've been majorly slacking on the blogging thing lately!  So many thoughts, so many changes, so much going on... Oh well, maybe someday I'll get back with the program!

HouseParty.com

Today I got an AWESOME package in the mail, and this is what it had in it:

Why is this so awesome you ask?? Well, because it was FREE!!!  Twister Mania is a $50 xbox kinnect game that's not going to be released until the 1st, and I just got it totally free!  The catch?  Well, I've got to share all this awesome stuff with my friends by having a "Twister Mania House Party"!  Not a bad stipulation if you ask me!  And all this is made possible by HouseParty.com.  

Now, I'm not trying to sell anybody on anything here, I just think it's a superly awesome site and I wish I had known about it sooner!  You go to the site, sign up for an account, answer some questions about your household/what kinds of parties you'd be interested in, and then you can apply to host a party!  I will admit that right at this moment there aren't a lot of good parties open for application, but you just gotta keep checking back!  Recently they've had a couple of different video game parties--Zumba Fitness for the Wii (we don't have a Wii, so didn't qualify, darn it!!), Everybody Dance for the Playstation, etc.-- and they've also a couple of Shutterfly parties for those who like pictures and making cards and things!  They have all kinds of categories from food to games to crafts to kids!  Another downside is that it can be hard to get a spot hosting a party, so it may take a while before you get in on one, but I feel like it's worth it to keep trying!  Once you get selected to host a party, they send you a "Party Pack" that has stuff for your party!  They usually include the product that they are trying to promote (i.e. the Twister Mania game), coupons, and party favors for your guests (in my pack I got balloons, twisty straws, and twister coasters)!  After the party, post pictures and/or video, and you're more likely to get selected for more parties!

Anyway, I just thought it was super cool I needed to share!!  I feel like this is an especially good opportunity for those who have a few friends, like to host social gatherings, and want some free stuff!

I'm having my Twister Mania party next Friday (November 4th) at 7:00 at my house, so if you want to come try out the game and hang out, let me know! (you can also RSVP by clicking this link: RSVP which will help me to get host spots next time I apply, though it has the wrong date and time!)

Also, if you want to try the house party thing, go here:

 http://houseparty.com/

Hobby Lobby Adventures ;)

Let me just start by saying that I love Hobby Lobby... It is an extremely dangerous place for me to wander into when I have my wallet with me, haha.  That being said, the other day I found out that my 11:30 class had been canceled (after driving all the way to school), and seeing as my next class wasn't until 1:00 and Hobby Lobby was juuuust up the street, I decided to go waste some time there.  It seemed like a really good plan.  

I spent some time wandering, and wishing I could buy all the Fall/Halloween decor (and wishing that I had a cute house for it all to go in!), and then I decided it was time to get down to business.  I really wanted to buy some wooden letters for Evie's room--all the crafty mom's make them for THEIR kids, so I decided I needed some too (darn you Etsy and Pinterest!!).

I found some superly cute curly letters and I was just about to start looking at cute scrapbook paper to decorate them with, when I realized I wasn't feeling the greatest.  My arms were feeling really fatigued just from holding the letters and my purse and I just wasn't feeling "right".  So I thought, "ok, I'll just go check out and I can go sit in the car til I feel better."  Bad plan, but I REALLY wanted to buy my letters.  I got to the checkout line and I knew I was in trouble.  My vision was starting to get a little bit blurry and I felt like I was going to pass out.  Normally at this point I would sit down, but I was in the middle of the check out line and wearing my nice slacks, so I thought I'd just tough it out a few more minutes, buy my things, and run out to my car.  

Yeah, I'm brilliant. 

There were only two people ahead of me in line, but I swear they took FOREVER!!  Finally it was my turn, and as the girl started ringing me up, I congratulated myself on making it.  That's is, until I realized that I couldn't hear anything, my vision was almost completely black, I had lost all concept of time, and I could feel my head going down towards the checkout counter...  Luckily, through some miracle, I "came to" enough to catch myself before I face planted (my face was inches from the counter at this point).  I could see and think just well enough to fumble through sliding my card, grabbing my receipt, and running out to the car... 

I must have looked absolutely crazy. 

After I sat down for a couple minutes I felt fine, embarrassed and stupid for staying in line when I knew what was coming, but fine none the less...

Seems that Hobby Lobby may be dangerous to more than just my wallet!

Well, now that you know how much sacrifice and effort went into purchasing the darn letters, I am now pleased to present...

The craftiest thing I've done in a long time!!

Bad lighting, but you get the picture!

 

This picture shows the patterns much better :)

We now cannot under any circumstances decide on a different name, because these letters took SO much work!!!  I'm just glad that "Evie" is only four letters long, because I probably would have given up and screamed if I had to make any more!!

I think they're cute, not even close to perfect (this is seriously my first time trying anything like this!), but good enough :)

Halloween!

I love Halloween!  It's probably my favorite holiday ever.  Maybe it's because I've always loved dressing up (still do, but have no energy or time for something so childish, lol...), or maybe it's because I love all things creepy and supernatural (ok, I like to be freaked out).  Or maybe because it's the first real holiday of the fall season, and it's a good excuse for eating candy.  I don't know what it is, but I love Halloween.  

Unfortunately, the last couple of years haven't been so good for me and my festiveness.  I haven't even had a costume for three, maybe four years now (Karl's been working on Halloween for the last few years and I just have no place to go!), and last year I didn't even get to indulge in my favorite Halloween tradition, Thriller.  If you haven't been to Thriller (not the MJ video, though that's a great Halloween tradition too!) then you're missing out!  It's a superly awesome Halloween dance production put on by a professional company, it's perfect Halloween fun for those who are too old to go trick or treating, but still want to get into the spirit of the holiday.  Seriously though, you should check it out:

 

Anyway, back on topic...  I don't think I'm going to get to go to Thriller or any Halloween parties this year, and our newest apartment doesn't lend itself to any major decorating unfortunately... So, I need ideas!!  I'm looking for any awesome ideas for having an exciting, fun, festive Halloween.  How do you celebrate Halloween?  Any fun traditions??  Good scary (but not TOO scary) movies to watch??  Cool places to go??  Help me out here!!

And while you're thinking about that, here's what Halloween looked like for us last year :)

I love this wreath!! And I'm proud to say I made it myself!

This is Mr. Ghoulie, he's pretty frightening... He scared me more than a few times and I'M the one who put him there!!

Christer's, Karl's, and my jack-o-lanterns :)

Oh!  Another creepy Halloween tradition I like is having a Ghost Adventures (my favorite ghost hunting show!) marathon with my little sisters. It's on netflix so you can check it out there.  It's kind of silly sometimes, but some pretty creepy stuff!  I don't know if this clip is any good, but I wanted to put up something :)

Labor & Delivery

Got to make my first visit to labor and deliver last night!  It was superly fun and exciting, kinda like Disney Land!  Ok, that's a lie, I really dislike doctors and hospitals, but since I love my baby and my hubby (who was stressing) I went any way. 

I've been feeling my Braxton Hicks since the end of my first trimester, so they're not really that huge of a deal anymore (although I admit they're getting way more uncomfortable!), but on Saturday night I started having a lot, pretty regularly.  I think at one point they were less than 5 minutes apart, which made me nervous, but I ended up just drinking a bunch of water and falling asleep.  Sunday morning and afternoon I was having a lot, but they were pretty random, so I again, drank a ton and tried to stay in bed as much as possible.  By Sunday night they were getting really regular and close together again--despite all my efforts--so when Karl got home he made me call my midwife and she told me to go to labor and delivery, yay!

We got there, had to answer a million questions, I got to be examined in all sorts of uncomfortable ways, and got all hooked up to the monitors, and as soon as I laid down in that bed, my contractions stopped!  I was having them up until the minute I walked into the hospital room, and then, nothing!!  I must say I was more than a tiny bit frustrated with my silly body (thanks for making me look like a crazy person-_-)!! Oh, and can I also mention that I started having them again as I walked out to the parking lot... *sigh*

On the bright side, we got to hear baby, and she seems to be doing wonderfully!  My cervix is still closed and everything seems to still be going well, which relieves a lot of anxiety for me!  Still don't know why I've been having so many contractions lately, I guess my uterus is just really excited about getting ready for the big day?  I wish I had as much motivation to work out as my uterus seems to!

Anyway, that's what Karl and I got to do last night, and as much as we enjoyed it, I'm hoping to not have to do it again for about 6 or 7 weeks!

"A" for Attendence

I would just like to officially and publicly pat myself on the back for making it through the entire first month of school without missing a single class.  This may not seem like a huge accomplishment to anyone else, but it's a big deal for me!  Taking into consideration that I've had "senioritis" since last semester, sitting through my hour and 15 minute classes is literally painful, I'm sleepy, and that all I want to do is focus on all things "baby", I'm very proud of myself for getting out the door and to my classes everyday!!  I have a feeling that things are only going to get harder the closer I get to the end, but I can do it!! ...Or so I have to keep telling myself, anyway!!

Life Update

So, I'm 29 weeks today, and am officially on my way in my third trimester!  Yay!  Time is going and going and going and I feel like I still have so much to do before she gets here--it's crazy!  Anyway, just thought I'd give a quick update on how things are right this instant (because you care, I'm sure).

Things I'm loving:

• My baby belly :)  I've never been extremely fond of my body shape, but I honestly love my baby bump!  It feels good to actually be able to love and accept my belly, lol!

• Feeling baby move :)  I have to admit that I'm having a terrible time concentrating in class, on homework, on housework, on anything!  Every time she moves I just want to stop the world and savor every minute.  I don't want to miss even a second of it because I know time is running out to be with my little one like this!  Lol, I feel like I have my own imaginary friend; I'm always talking to someone that no one else can see.  She is my constant companion!

• Feeling laid back and even tempered :)  I know this really isn't the case for most pregnant women out there, but since I've been pregnant, I just feel so much more in control emotionally!  Sure I still get weepy over stupid things, but I'm a lot less stressed, grumpy, and anxiety ridden as I usually am.  No idea why, but I'm grateful for it!

Things I'm not loving quite so much:

• Pain :(  I can't sit for any amount of time with out getting terrible cramping/pain in my back and ribs (makes sitting through long classes a literal pain!).  My hips and pelvis have also been hurting a ton lately, which makes walking and moving uncomfortable.

• Stretch marks :(  Evie-cakes has been growing in leaps and bounds lately, and my tummy is not taking the punishment so well!  I guess I should be grateful, it's not too bad (yet), but I really can't say that I like this part of growing a baby!

• Not being able to eat :(  I'm trying to feed a baby going through growth spurts here, and I'm having a terrible time eating!  Between the very little space my big baby is leaving my stomach and the heartburn and indigestion, I'm struggling to keep us both fed!

• School :(  I really don't want to be in school, I just want to spend time with the alien in my tummy and work on getting ready for her arrival in the world!

Anywho... That's just a glimpse into how things are going at the moment, this is definitely subject to change!

Bleach Shirts

Creeper face!!!

All right, I was hoping to have some better pics before I posted this, buuuuut it doesn't look like that will happen for awhile... So I guess we'll just go with what we've got and possibly update the pictures later :)


Anyway... Karl and I worked on these really cool bleach shirts the other night, and I really wanted to share the instructions, so here they are!

Supplies:

• Black Cotton T-shirt
• Bleach
• Water
• Clean Spray Bottle
• Freezer Paper (if you need some, come to my house, we have WAY too much)
• Scissors or X-acto Knife
• Iron (you know, the one you use to get wrinkles out of your clothes)
• Plastic Grocery Bags 

1. First things first, choose the design you want!  Once you have that, you can either draw or print it onto the freezer paper (hint: cut out a piece of freezer paper to as close to A4 size as possible if you want to use a printer, and make sure it prints on the papery side!).

2. Once you have the design on the papery side of the freezer paper, use either the scissors or the x-acto knife (depending on how fancy and detailed your pattern is) to cut out your pattern.  Keep in mind that you can either cut out pieces of a solid paper like a stencil (this is how we did the "baby loading" shirt) and the cut outs will be orange, or cut out blocky pieces that will look like black floating in a mist of orange (like the creeper face at the top of the page).  That doesn't really make much sense, so hopefully you're smart and can figure these things out, lol!

3. Now that you have your pattern, position it where you want it, waxy side down, on the t-shirt (another hint, make sure the t-shirt is as wrinkle free as possible).  Use the iron on a low heat setting to stick the pattern to your shirt.

Yay! Your shirt is ready for the fun part!  

4. For this step, make sure you're not wearing any clothes you like!  Make a solution of 1 part bleach to 1 part water and fill the spray bottle with it.

5. Carefully place your shirt on a "safe" surface (one that can handle being bleached--outside is a good option, but we used the kitchen floor) and CAREFULLY (if you move the shirt around too much the pattern can get detached!) line the inside of the shirt with the plastic grocery bags.  This will keep the bleach from bleeding through to the back of the shirt.

6. Now for the fun part!  Spray your shirt with the bleach solution!  You might have to experiment a little to decide what you like.  You can spray a fine mist or let big drops fall on the shirt.  You can also spray just a little for a lighter look, or saturate things a little more for a more solid look.  After you've sprayed the shirt, watch it start to change colors!

7. When your shirt looks like it's about the color you want, rinse it immediately.  Some people say you should stick the shirts in the washer as soon as you rinse them, but we just hung them up to dry.  As soon as they are dry (whether you decide to wash them or just rinse them) they are ready to go, and you have a unique, one of a kind shirt to make all your friends jealous! lol!
 

Here are the shirts while they were drying, they look a lot cooler dry

Yeah, I know, you've all seen this shirt, but I needed a better example pic! lol

Here's the template I made for the baby loading shirt :) I can email the actual document if anyone wants it

For Halloween I want to make one with a jack-o-lantern face on my belly!  We'll see if I ever get around to that though, haha.  Anyway, I hope someone else gets as big a kick out of this as we did :)

Baby Loading...

Karl made a superly cute "maternity" shirt for me, so I thought I'd show off :)  PLUS I have to show off how incredibly big this child has gotten in the last couple weeks (I'm starting to have a really hard time rolling myself out of bed!!).  I'll have to post the how-to for the shirt and some pics of the other awesome shirts we made, but this will have to do for now :)

27 and a half weeks! 88ish days to go!!!

Mistakes

 

Everyone makes mistakes... Right?  It's just a part of life, a part of our learning and growing experience here on earth.  Sometimes though, I really wish there was a way that we could learn just as well from other people's mistakes and not have to make them all over again for ourselves.  Those who have "been there and done that" can only do so much for us, it seems.  Maybe it's just me, but I'm very much a "have to touch the oven to understand it'll burn" kind of person (ok, I'm more of a "keep touching the oven to make sure it's still hot" kind of a person).  I might not seem to be that rebellious, but I definitely have to make my own mistakes before I really understand.  Because of this, I've made a lot of mistakes.

 Now that I'm on the other side of those mistakes (the wisdom side, as I like to call it), it's so hard to see people making the same choices and know that I can't do anything about it!  I know that my parents (both earthly and heavenly) have probably felt exactly this way about me my whole life as they've watched me tumble into one problem after another, and I feel stupid that I didn't listen more.

 I just want to protect the people I love from the hurt that I know comes from mistakes of all shapes and sizes, but I can't.  I can offer advice, give my cautionary tales, lend support, but in the end they get to make the choices.  And honestly, as hard as it is for me now, I know it's just going to get harder.  I can't imagine how hard it's going to be being the parent!  I never thought about this aspect of parenting until now, and I know I'm not going to like it! 

I'm really rambling tonight (too much in my head!), but I guess, in the end, we're all going to make mistakes-some big and some little-because none of us are perfect.  And, whether or not we think we deserve it, there is always someone there who can help us pick up the pieces (or to heal our burns, as the case may be.)  I can't keep anyone else from getting burned and I try as I might, I can't take away the pain once they've been hurt, but there is someone who can.  I am so grateful that I have a Savior who was willing to feel all that pain so that my stupid mistakes don't have to hurt so much.