The men I love, December, and Little Girl

I really love my Dr.......luckily he is also an old and a dear friend, so that makes it VERY easy. However, as D-day comes closer my feelings have deepened as the reality is setting in. We REALLY have a baby coming, and I want the very best person for the job on the "catching" part of this experience. Not only is Kay a great Dr, but he's a great man. He's married to a wonderful woman, he honors the Priesthood he bears, he knows the value of family, and I have not had one ounce of worry since we asked him to deliver our little girl. That every girl could be so lucky.
I've received much hate mail :o) because of lack of bump updates.....so here you go!


This one is week 29--Darren is finally in a bump picture. I have had so many people tell me that "I;m just not carrying that big." When I went in for my check up on Monday, the nurse asked why I was there. Um, seriously?? Now granted, I was wearing a jacket but I nearly fell off my chair laughing. The evidence seems pretty compelling.
In this photo, we are just back from doing the dreaded glucose test, the week of Christmas, and getting our 3D ultrasound......busy baby week. She moves ALL the time! It's amazing to look down and see my shirt moving all over the place. I'm starting to believe there really is a person in there. :o)
I return home from delivering presents in Utah and my sweet husband surprised me with yet another project, DONE! He has been a lifesaver through this and through Christmas. I am so thankful for such a sensitive spouse who is so willing and attentive to help and so cheerful about doing it.....he's amazing, truly.

Shroggy.....

One foggy Christmas Eve is about right.....except for the Christmas Eve part. But outside tonight at our house, it looks very much like this. We saw one star. One. It's quite the cool atmosphere out there if we hadn't just had Halloween.It's been the week of "um, seriously" at our house. After Thanksgiving, I was so looking forward to coming back home, ready to begin preparations for Christmas. You have to remember that for us, we lose a good week or so as we travel for this holiday, so things have to be ready, wrapped, sent, stamped, or whatever BEFORE we get on our merry way. This year we will be in IF.

The evening before I was headed home from some Dr appointments last week, I just kept having this chronic aching in my legs. I know we are entering month 7 of this pregnancy, but this frequent made me feel like a slug. I mean, I was a runner before this baby......

The next morning I felt like I had been hit by a Mack truck. My mother, who is wise and about to be a grandma again, drags me to the Dr before I head home. One hour and 1 prescription later, I'm told to watch for a fever, because "we don't want this turning into influenza or pneumonia." Um, seriously?

I've wasted plenty of time with morning sickness, so we are NOT having either of those. By the time I get home, I walk in, love on my kitties, and hit my bed. Thank goodness for my mother who dragged me to the Dr amidst major eye rolling. I've not been this sick, for a long long time.

Gotta love what you bring home from the "relatives" house over Thanksgiving. It was worth seeing our nieces and nephews though and to spend the time with Darren's brother. What a fun little family they are.

On the upside (for me) Darren got "IT" too, so he called in sick to work this week for the first time in the 7 years we have been here. This man NEVER takes a sick day. Ever. Does this tell you how hard we were hit? Hopefully we have our turn out of the way just in time for the holiday. Wash your hands, cough into your arm, and don't sneeze on me! :o)