Introducing...

Hadley Nicole
November 27, 2009
10:06 AM
6 pounds 7 ounces 20 inches

Halloween and Current Bumps

Here are some pictures from Halloween Day...

We dressed up for work. This year, ALL of us. (I meant that directed towards me. I must confess that I typically don't dress up) And I must say, we all look rather festive. I really think the award goes out to the Bumblebee. Shayna - you did an awesome job on your costume!

John and I had a party to go to. When I came home from work, I was bummed to find out that John wasn't quite ready for Halloween. I gave him some options of what he should do, and so he figured he would copy me, and he could be a tourist. His nose is my favorite.

Also - these pictures show off my current baby bump. Still, on the small side, I know. But I feel rather pregnant. I have 4 weeks to go! And I am so stinking excited, I can hardly wait! John is super excited too. We'll keep ya posted. But, I'm not going to lie - I may slack off. But, I will for sure let you know when Baby Girl is here.

Bug of the Day

The other day, John was complaining about all the Box Elder Bugs making their way out to the open. I told him to get over it.

I love the fall. It is by far my favorite season. But, like all seasons, there is always some down fall to it. Such as - bugs making their way into your house. In Cache Valley, without fail, Box Elder Bugs seem to be the ones that everyone notices. They really have never bugged me. True, they tend to cover outdoor walls; True, you'd find one or two taking a shower with you; True, they are everywhere; but, honestly, I never was bothered by these specific insects.

Until today, now, and forever...

This weekend, John had to go to an overnight drill for the National Guard. I usually end up at my parent's house these typical weekends. Why? Because I can. Anyway - My dad said that there were a ton of Box Elder Bugs guarding the stake center doors. Like I have said in older posts, he decided to take matters into his own hands and fix the problem. So I went with my parents to watch Dad suffocate the crawlies. I figured it would be awesome entertainment. As he was finishing up, I reflected back to John's complaints about our own little invasion of these bugs. I asked Dad if he wanted to spray just a little around our front door to please John a little.

We drove over to my house and pulled into the drive. I looked a little closer than usual today at the outside walls of my house. "Huh," I thought to myself. "I don't remember so many Box Elder Bugs... oh well, carry on." Dad did what I asked him, just around the front door. And then, a little around a window... and then another window... probably more around the door... might as well get the two fornicating on the steps... (He sprayed more than necessary on those two).

In the mean time, he was telling me how he wished he had keys to the stake center so he could get any that were leaking inside. So I asked if he should just spray around the door on the inside part of my house. He said that it wouldn't hurt. I unlocked the door, turned the knob, walked inside, turned to face the door, looked down, and screamed inside my throat.

I'm not kidding nor exagerating. It felt like I was in an Indiana Jones movie. The Box Elder Bugs were flooding my front door area. I have NEVER seen anything like it from Box Elder Bugs. EVERYWHERE! IN MY HOUSE!!! INSIDE! Ugh - not fun. So Dad killed them. He enjoyed it. I think he even found more fornicating ones. My mom was with us, and she was kind enough to sweep them up for me (Although my baby bump is small, it is in the way of bending over).

They are mostly gone now, I find one here, two there, 5 there... but not nearly as bad as it was. AGAIN - Dad was the hero of the day. I am no longer friends with Box Elder Bugs. They bug me.

So - we had Spiders in the spring, Wasps in the summer, Box Elder Bugs in the fall... if I find mice in my house in the winter, I am going to freakin' lose it!

My Back Hurts...

...that's all I wanted to say.

My Growing Belly

I really haven't been keeping up with showing off my baby bump, simply because... I really haven't had one. I feel way fortunate, but I'm kind of excited now that people are acknowledging that I look pregnant versus giving me stares that say "are you....?" (Note: those stares are directed towards my gut) And then, now that I look pregnant people dare say "are you...?" and then I say, "Yes. I'm about 7 months along..." and then I get gasps of disbelief... anyway - The point of this is not to brag. Just to say that although I'm not showing (my mom was the same way) as much, I do in fact feel pregnant.

But you've asked to see, so this is what I have...

23 weeks (5 to 6 month-ish)

28 weeks (6 to 7 month-ish)

30 weeks - me today!

Pregnancy

The first tri: SICK! I did fine until week 9 to week 17ish. I hated the sight of food (unless it was watermelon). And the worst smell was and still is the garage. Crazy I know. I was sick every single morning, but did pretty well the rest of the day. Everyone informed me that by week 13 or 14 I would feel like a completely different person. Well, I did. :) For the worst. I could not keep anything down! And I felt so bad, because one of the worst days was on my baby sister's wedding day. I had to keep taking breaks from styling her up-do to go throw up. And then I didn't get the chance to pay attention to her ceremony because I was giving myself pep talks to not throw up in the middle of the great ordinance that was taking place. (No fear - I made it) But, you know. In a weird way, I was so grateful at the time for being sick. It was a friendly reminder that everything was okay, and that although I didn't feel up to par, my baby was doing great.

The second tri: MUCH BETTER! I loved it. I felt so good, and John informed me on how I finally had that pregnancy glow. (I was rather mean) My bump became somewhat noticeable, and I began to feel our baby - our baby girl - move! That is my all time favorite feeling in the world now. And the best part, was when John could begin to feel her move. If you want a tender moment, that was it.

The third tri: CURRENTLY FINDING OUT! I've been in this category for 2 weeks now. So far, not complaining. My back does give out. But, it probably doesn't help that I stand on my feet at work. Oh well. Water from the hot shower pounding on my back always helps. Pink is now our favorite color. John plays with our little girl as much as he can. Their favorite game is John will shake my belly, and then she will kick back and wait for a response. And then he shakes again, and then she will take her turn. And she only does that with John. I love it. I think John loves it more!

The "fourth" tri: FUTURE PLANS! My plans are to work up to the day of birth. Crazy I know. But we really need the income. When the chica comes, I will take at least a month's worth of maternity leave. When that time is up, I will continue to do hair. But, only 3 times a week. I'm looking forward to being a mom and I want to be with her as much as possible. And I am SO EXCITED to see the bond between John and his baby girl. 10 more weeks! She's almost here!

Rewind

Okay, I'm quite the slacker! I know. But, we've had a few computer problems, and with a mixture of laziness, I haven't been able to keep up with the blog. But, I'm repenting, and now quickly filling you in some events....

Well, only one. August 8, 2009. John turns 25. And he has some what freaked out a little because he is now a quarter of a century. We made plans with his family and decided to spend the weekend at Bear Lake. Our plans consisted of typical camping activities, and boating at the lake. But, Mother Nature decided to put a twist on things, and the morning of John's glorious day, we woke up to freezing cold weather. Mind you, it's August. And the news said that day was a new record low high of 62 degrees. COLD! Luckily, we did pack some hoodies. And very luckily, our brother-in-law, Luke, had some connections for us to change boating into 4-wheeling. We had a ball. Here are pics to document the event...

Our adorable niece helping John open presents.


The Hottie McNaughty.

Luke and John. John thought he was a cowboy this weekend. Some mid-life crisis thing.


Picture too cute to leave out. Grace loves taking self-portraits.


John blowing out his birthday... match.


Proof of everyone there.