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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

19 Weeks

This post is so overdue that I am embarrassed. 
This was like .. 5 weeks ago. Mercy.


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How far along? 19 Weeks 
Baby's Est. Size: The length of a mango!
Total weight gain: 8 lbs. 
Maternity clothes? Quite a few new shirts!
Sleep: It's getting more uncomfortable as baby girl grows!
Best moment this week: Celebrating our 1st Anniversary! I am so in love with my husband and am worried that it keeps growing every day... Can my heart handle any more love for him? 
Miss Anything? My family. 
Movement: She kicks.. oh does she kick! 
Food cravings: Dry cereal .. Butterfingers.
Food Aversions: Still peanut butter, broccoli, yogurt. 
Baby Items: Grandma Connie has been spoiling her weekly, although she purchased a few boy outfits before we knew we were having a girl... Mama Maxine Haskell made us some adorable burpies! They are so bright and girly! I bought baby girl a couple newborn onesies the other day .. mostly because newborn is the cutest size and I couldn't help but picture my sweetheart in those tiny outfits!
Showing: Well, yeah. (But a lot of people still say, "You don't even look pregnant")  
Symptoms: I've been feeling a lot better recently. 
Belly Button in or out? In.
Wedding rings on or off? On. 
Happy or Moody most of the time: So happy!
Looking forward to: Seeing my sister this weekend and our 20 week appt!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

The Lucky One

This morning, as I sat in the passenger seat of our car on the way to work, I stared at my amazing husband and I cried silent sweet tears.  I watched him as he simply drove and wanted nothing more than to curl up in his arms and stay there forever.  I cried tears of joy, for I feel so blessed to have met somebody so perfect, yet so humble and aware of his imperfections.  Someone so devoted to becoming the best person he can be through our Savior.  I cried because he is so beautiful inside and out.  I cried because his testimony is so pure and gives me goosebumps when he shares it.  Someone who prays so fervently and always invites the spirit into our home.  I cried because I love the way his body makes me crave him.  I cried, partly out of sadness, because pregnancy has made that intimate connection between the two of us almost impossible.  I cried because I miss that bond.  But my tears were again turned to joy as I remembered how lucky I am to have someone so understanding and willing to communicate in my life.  I cried because I knew I would have to pursue a whole day of work before I got to see my best friend again.  I thought about him, the love of my life, as the Father of our Daughter and I cried.  I cried because he is going to be an amazing Father and our sweet Nora is among the luckiest of girls to know this man.  I cried because I can only hope and pray that she will find someone as perfect as He is one day.  Someone who is always as willing to put her needs first, even if they don't always align with his desires.  Someone who will truly make her feel like a princess, because every girl deserves that.  I pray that she recognizes this example in her father and cherishes it as she searches for an eternal companion of her own.  I cried because he is the hardest working man I know.  I cried thankful tears knowing that he would do anything for his family and for me especially.  He never gives up.  I cried out of amazement for the depths of my love for him, and it seems impossible for that amount to increase.  But I know it will continue to grow, and that made me cry some more.  I watched him do normal tasks; eat his breakfast, drive the car, and sing to the radio, and I continued to cry.  It's was a humbling experience.  And I am crying now as I express my feelings.  I can't help but feel nothing but blessed.  The Lord has taken care of us in more ways than I can count, and I do not offer my gratitude enough.  Among all the other categories of these tears, they were thankful tears from a thankful heart.  I can't wait to see my Husband after this long day of work and hold him tight.  To touch his sweet soft skin and smell his familiar scent.  And to cry again because I know, I am the lucky one.