Last Wednesday (the 25th) was my birthday. Husband tried to surprise me by taking me to Tucanos after I got out of my evening class, but he's not as sneaky as he tried to be. Even though I figured it out, it was still delicious. Don't worry, I made sure that all the meat I ate was very well-done.
On Friday we had a few friends over for dinner and a movie. Remember Peter and Ruth? They cooked again - lemon garlic chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, jello salad, lemon apple cream pie...yum. Carli and Pat came, too, and Carli (who is also my Visiting Teacher) brought me this adorable onesie in size 3-6 months. She was sad that we don't know what we're having yet because that meant she had to shop in the gender-neutral section and she loves the gender-specific clothes! :)
Speaking of that, I went to the doctor this morning. I'm measuring right on track at 18 weeks. The heartbeat is still strong and steady (thank goodness). The ultrasound is in a couple of weeks.
Last week I finally got some maternity clothes - they are SO much more comfortable! Most of my shirts are still fine, but I've been using the rubberband-around-the-button trick for quite a while and it was getting ridiculous. Yay for stretch-panel jeans! I borrowed two pairs of pants, one dress, and several shirts from my friend Brittany, and bought a couple of pairs of pants of my own.
Other than all of that, it's just life as normal around here. School gets out in a few weeks. I'm ready to be done with these classes. I'm taking two classes in the spring, as well. Should be fun...
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30 March 2009
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17 March 2009
Oh, the joys
For the past several months I have been extremely scatterbrained and forgetful. Those of you who have been pregnant will recognize this as "pregnancy brain." Those of you who haven't and are skeptical...don't be. I didn't believe it either. Oh was I wrong.
Every day I have to search my entire apartment for my textbooks, notebooks, and shoes. I have found them in the weirdest places. Once, it was a cupboard. I also can't find my watch. It's probably in the freezer or somewhere ridiculous like that.
Today was the worst episode I've had thus far.
At least this story has a happy ending.
This afternoon I had an hour break between two of my classes. I was sitting in the hallway studying for a test, but I was getting hungry. So, I went upstairs to the vending machine (I'd neglected to pack enough snacks to get my through all my classes...surprised?) to get a little something. I had my phone in my hand as I walked up the stairs, and I thought I put it in my pocket (like I always do) when I got to my destination. Apparently, I didn't. I put down my bag to get out some money and must have set my phone on the floor next to it without realizing it (I thought it was in my pocket). I got my food, picked up my stuff, and went back to the hallway outside my classroom.
After studying for a few minutes and eating my muffin, I reached into my pocket to pull out my phone and check how much time was left before my next class would start. No phone. I checked my other pocket, the floor all around me, my bags...no phone. The last time I could remember having it was when I was walking up the stairs about 10 minutes before. So I retraced my steps. As I approached the vending machines I could see that there was no phone on the ground, but there were two freshman boys standing there. One was holding a phone that they were both studying rather closely. When I got closer I recognized that it was, indeed, mine. The poor boys were so relieved that I remembered I'd left it and come back to look for it. They were about to start texting my friends to try to find me. They were nice boys, they said that all they could think of to do was take it to the lost and found. I'm glad I remembered before they did, because that would have just been more of a headache trying to track down the lost and found in that building.
Every day I have to search my entire apartment for my textbooks, notebooks, and shoes. I have found them in the weirdest places. Once, it was a cupboard. I also can't find my watch. It's probably in the freezer or somewhere ridiculous like that.
Today was the worst episode I've had thus far.
At least this story has a happy ending.
This afternoon I had an hour break between two of my classes. I was sitting in the hallway studying for a test, but I was getting hungry. So, I went upstairs to the vending machine (I'd neglected to pack enough snacks to get my through all my classes...surprised?) to get a little something. I had my phone in my hand as I walked up the stairs, and I thought I put it in my pocket (like I always do) when I got to my destination. Apparently, I didn't. I put down my bag to get out some money and must have set my phone on the floor next to it without realizing it (I thought it was in my pocket). I got my food, picked up my stuff, and went back to the hallway outside my classroom.
After studying for a few minutes and eating my muffin, I reached into my pocket to pull out my phone and check how much time was left before my next class would start. No phone. I checked my other pocket, the floor all around me, my bags...no phone. The last time I could remember having it was when I was walking up the stairs about 10 minutes before. So I retraced my steps. As I approached the vending machines I could see that there was no phone on the ground, but there were two freshman boys standing there. One was holding a phone that they were both studying rather closely. When I got closer I recognized that it was, indeed, mine. The poor boys were so relieved that I remembered I'd left it and come back to look for it. They were about to start texting my friends to try to find me. They were nice boys, they said that all they could think of to do was take it to the lost and found. I'm glad I remembered before they did, because that would have just been more of a headache trying to track down the lost and found in that building.
12 March 2009
Yes, I'm alive
Umm...hi, everyone. [sheepish grin, hoping you will all forgive me someday]
So I took a break, but I've been intending to start writing again for several weeks, but I kept putting it off because I had other stuff to do...I'd do it "tomorrow" but tomorrow came and went again and again and again and now it's been over two months since I started my break, and I've only posted a couple of random things that don't really count. And that was a ridiculous run-on sentence, but the whole point was to say SORRY. I really didn't intend for it to be this long. Oops.
How about an update? No pictures because I am a slacker and the battery on my camera is dead, but hopefully I'll remedy that soon.
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1. I can't believe but this semester is less than 6 weeks from being over. It has flown by and I am so glad. I've enjoyed my classes this semester, for the most part. There has been one rather annoying project in one of those classes (thank goodness I have a good group) and some of my classes are rather poorly organized (which bugs me), but other than that, it hasn't been too bad. Busy, but not bad. I should probably take a look at all my syllabi and see which classes have a final paper I should start working on now...
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2. I'm not teaching in the nursery anymore. Now, I'm teaching marriage prep to all the engaged people in a singles ward. This seems random until I tell you that Husband is the 2nd counselor in the bishopric of that ward. He has been since the beginning of January.
Maybe I should define terms for readers who are not Mormon (so if you are Mormon, skip to the next paragraph). Hopefully I can explain it so it makes some sense. I sometimes tend to go into a lot of detail and get a little confusing, and I apologize in advance. In the LDS Church, each congregation is called a ward, and the leadership of the ward is made up of members of the ward (usually...student/singles wards are a little different) rather than a paid clergy. The person in charge of each ward is the Bishop, and he has two counselors to help him (the bishopric). I could go into more detail about the other organizations, but I won't. Anyways, Church policy is that the three members of the bishopric should be married (I don't know the reasoning), and members of singles wards (which includes most student wards) are not married. The bishop is chosen from the surrounding area and is typically middle-aged or older (more experience). Lately, many counselors for student/singles wards are young, married men. The bishop in normal wards usually serves for about 5 years, in student/singles wards for about 3 years, and young counselors for about 1 year. It sounds confusing, but it's actually quite efficient.
And that was really long and probably too detailed and confusing.
So anyways, we've been going to this singles ward (BYU 84th) ever since January. It's weird because we're around the same age as all these people, but we're supposed to set an example and it's just interesting, but they are great and we love them and we're really enjoying it, though it does mean that Husband is gone almost all day on Sundays. He doesn't get to sleep in anymore than he did in our own ward (which has an 8am meeting time) because even though the 84th doesn't meet until 9:25, he has meetings starting at 7:45 and then stays after until around 3 or 4, depending on the week. BUT, I get to sleep in! :)
The other counselor and his wife are also a young married couple. We got married last April, and they were a couple of months after in June. They're pretty fun. He is from Brazil and she is from Idaho. She and I are actually team-teaching the marriage prep class, so thank goodness I don't just have to teach it all by myself! There are quite a few people in our class, too (not unusual for BYU). I don't know the exact numbers but I'm pretty sure there are well over 20 engaged people in the ward. Most will be getting married just after this semester is over in either April or May.
I think that's all I have to say about that.
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3. I'm still working in the temple. It's still fabulous and my favorite part of my week. I have had so many wonderful experiences and been able to meet and work with so many incredible people. One sister that I work with is 94! She says she wants to make it to 10 years of working in the temple, so she's going to keep working until after she's 95. Every week she forgets that the week before she asked me if I have a boyfriend, so she asks again, and every week I tell her that, yes, I have a permanent boyfriend. She is so sweet!
This week I get to work twice...both starting at 6am! My normal shift is Friday 6-11, and I'm substituting for a sister who works the Saturday 6am...should be fun! And I mean that seriously, because I love working in the temple.
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4. My awesome husband just came home from playing basketball with some guys from the 84th ward. He brought me a Sprite. I love him.
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I'm trying to remember if there is anything else I need to include before I get to the last thing (which is the best so I've been saving it for last). I can't think of anything, but I feel like I'm forgetting something...I'll post it later if I am.
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So, the best for last...
5. Come September, we will [hopefully] be a family of three! I'm a few days past 15 weeks now, and I'm due 1 September (that's why I say hopefully...I'd rather not go two weeks late like my mom tended to do, but she admits she'd think it was hilarious if I did, after all I put her through).
I took the test on Christmas Day, even though I was pretty sure a few days before. I thought it would be clever/cute or something, I don't know. A Christmas present.
Everything seems to be going well this time around. I've heard the heartbeat and I think I've felt it move a few times in the last couple of days.
I was pretty nauseous starting at 5 weeks and it lasted until about 12 weeks, which isn't too bad, really. I lost about 10 pounds because it was so difficult to eat anything. I've gained about half of that back, so even though people who don't know think that I've gained weight, I would like you all to know that I HAVEN'T. :)
I'm feeling good these days. I am optimistic for the future, and I am trusting that Heavenly Father is watching over us.
The ultrasound is scheduled for Wednesday 15 April, just after I pass the 20-week mark. That's less than 5 weeks away! I kind of wish it was earlier, but I also understand why the doctor wants to wait that long to do the one ultrasound my insurance covers. A bigger baby makes it easier to make sure everything is normal. I think Husband almost wants to go to the mall next week to find out what we're having (yes, you can do that in Provo...it's ridiculous).
Was that enough detail to satisfy everybody? Probably more than most of you needed....
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Love to all, I'll post again soon...
So I took a break, but I've been intending to start writing again for several weeks, but I kept putting it off because I had other stuff to do...I'd do it "tomorrow" but tomorrow came and went again and again and again and now it's been over two months since I started my break, and I've only posted a couple of random things that don't really count. And that was a ridiculous run-on sentence, but the whole point was to say SORRY. I really didn't intend for it to be this long. Oops.
How about an update? No pictures because I am a slacker and the battery on my camera is dead, but hopefully I'll remedy that soon.
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1. I can't believe but this semester is less than 6 weeks from being over. It has flown by and I am so glad. I've enjoyed my classes this semester, for the most part. There has been one rather annoying project in one of those classes (thank goodness I have a good group) and some of my classes are rather poorly organized (which bugs me), but other than that, it hasn't been too bad. Busy, but not bad. I should probably take a look at all my syllabi and see which classes have a final paper I should start working on now...
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2. I'm not teaching in the nursery anymore. Now, I'm teaching marriage prep to all the engaged people in a singles ward. This seems random until I tell you that Husband is the 2nd counselor in the bishopric of that ward. He has been since the beginning of January.
Maybe I should define terms for readers who are not Mormon (so if you are Mormon, skip to the next paragraph). Hopefully I can explain it so it makes some sense. I sometimes tend to go into a lot of detail and get a little confusing, and I apologize in advance. In the LDS Church, each congregation is called a ward, and the leadership of the ward is made up of members of the ward (usually...student/singles wards are a little different) rather than a paid clergy. The person in charge of each ward is the Bishop, and he has two counselors to help him (the bishopric). I could go into more detail about the other organizations, but I won't. Anyways, Church policy is that the three members of the bishopric should be married (I don't know the reasoning), and members of singles wards (which includes most student wards) are not married. The bishop is chosen from the surrounding area and is typically middle-aged or older (more experience). Lately, many counselors for student/singles wards are young, married men. The bishop in normal wards usually serves for about 5 years, in student/singles wards for about 3 years, and young counselors for about 1 year. It sounds confusing, but it's actually quite efficient.
And that was really long and probably too detailed and confusing.
So anyways, we've been going to this singles ward (BYU 84th) ever since January. It's weird because we're around the same age as all these people, but we're supposed to set an example and it's just interesting, but they are great and we love them and we're really enjoying it, though it does mean that Husband is gone almost all day on Sundays. He doesn't get to sleep in anymore than he did in our own ward (which has an 8am meeting time) because even though the 84th doesn't meet until 9:25, he has meetings starting at 7:45 and then stays after until around 3 or 4, depending on the week. BUT, I get to sleep in! :)
The other counselor and his wife are also a young married couple. We got married last April, and they were a couple of months after in June. They're pretty fun. He is from Brazil and she is from Idaho. She and I are actually team-teaching the marriage prep class, so thank goodness I don't just have to teach it all by myself! There are quite a few people in our class, too (not unusual for BYU). I don't know the exact numbers but I'm pretty sure there are well over 20 engaged people in the ward. Most will be getting married just after this semester is over in either April or May.
I think that's all I have to say about that.
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3. I'm still working in the temple. It's still fabulous and my favorite part of my week. I have had so many wonderful experiences and been able to meet and work with so many incredible people. One sister that I work with is 94! She says she wants to make it to 10 years of working in the temple, so she's going to keep working until after she's 95. Every week she forgets that the week before she asked me if I have a boyfriend, so she asks again, and every week I tell her that, yes, I have a permanent boyfriend. She is so sweet!
This week I get to work twice...both starting at 6am! My normal shift is Friday 6-11, and I'm substituting for a sister who works the Saturday 6am...should be fun! And I mean that seriously, because I love working in the temple.
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4. My awesome husband just came home from playing basketball with some guys from the 84th ward. He brought me a Sprite. I love him.
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I'm trying to remember if there is anything else I need to include before I get to the last thing (which is the best so I've been saving it for last). I can't think of anything, but I feel like I'm forgetting something...I'll post it later if I am.
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So, the best for last...
5. Come September, we will [hopefully] be a family of three! I'm a few days past 15 weeks now, and I'm due 1 September (that's why I say hopefully...I'd rather not go two weeks late like my mom tended to do, but she admits she'd think it was hilarious if I did, after all I put her through).
I took the test on Christmas Day, even though I was pretty sure a few days before. I thought it would be clever/cute or something, I don't know. A Christmas present.
Everything seems to be going well this time around. I've heard the heartbeat and I think I've felt it move a few times in the last couple of days.
I was pretty nauseous starting at 5 weeks and it lasted until about 12 weeks, which isn't too bad, really. I lost about 10 pounds because it was so difficult to eat anything. I've gained about half of that back, so even though people who don't know think that I've gained weight, I would like you all to know that I HAVEN'T. :)
I'm feeling good these days. I am optimistic for the future, and I am trusting that Heavenly Father is watching over us.
The ultrasound is scheduled for Wednesday 15 April, just after I pass the 20-week mark. That's less than 5 weeks away! I kind of wish it was earlier, but I also understand why the doctor wants to wait that long to do the one ultrasound my insurance covers. A bigger baby makes it easier to make sure everything is normal. I think Husband almost wants to go to the mall next week to find out what we're having (yes, you can do that in Provo...it's ridiculous).
Was that enough detail to satisfy everybody? Probably more than most of you needed....
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Love to all, I'll post again soon...
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