Tanner and I have started to feel spring fever because it has been pretty good weather lately,  not freezing, snowing, winter, January weather that we have been expecting.  It has been nice,  but also leaving us wishing for just a little bit warmer,  so when we heard that it was going to get into the 70s in St George, we decided Friday to pack up and go there that evening .  We have been wanting to get away but then we get overwhelmed with the planning of hotels and traveling around nap time and heaven-forbid flying anywhere, so we have put it off. This trip was the most spontaneous thing we have done since Zoey was born. I think it was the lack of planning and worry time that made it possible (and the two bedroom hotel rooms we got so we wouldn't bug the babe while she slept).  We left here at 5pm on Friday and drove 2.5 hours to Beaver so Zoey could be in bed only a half hour late.  On Saturday, we played at the hotel pool and then left to drive the hour to get to St George.  Zoey only napped for 40 minutes in the car, but was a champ the rest of the day considering how tired she must have been. I should mention that she woke up at 5:45 and wouldn't go back to sleep. We didn't do much,  just enjoyed the wonderful, warm, sunny weather.  We played at the park for most of the day.  Then on Sunday, we packed up the car and drove all the way home.  It was nice because we weren't in a hurry to get home.  We stopped for an hour at lunch time in Fillmore and played outside some more.  It still only took us 5 hours to get home. No nap at all on Sunday; Zoey was practically begging for bed when the time came.  All-in-all, the trip was a huge success.  We really needed that warm weather boost.  
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
St George Spontaneity
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Baby again
I guess this as good a time as any to tell the new news in our lives. Baby number two is on his way.  I've been cooking this little bun in my oven for almost 6 months now.  The due date is May 4th,  2015. I haven't been taking pictures like I did the first time around.  These are a couple of quick pics my mom took on her phone two months ago. 
You can see something is happening, but the bump is nothing like it is now. Maybe I'll get around to getting some up-to-date pictures taken off my family and I before the little guy gets here. Maybe.
The first three months were annoying with all the queasiness and food aversions. I found it very challenging to feed Zoey because I felt like I was gonna throw up if I looked at any food. I was always exhausted and my stomach and belly hurt constantly. It's hard to explain, but it felt like my belly was tired from holding all the extra new stuff inside. It doesn't make sense because there wasn't really anything there yet, but it felt like it. I'll chalk it up to hormones I guess. Time pressed on though, and the sickness gradually eased up and went away for good by month four. I was feeling way more energy too. In fact, month four and five weren't bad.
Now month six is getting annoying again, but for different reasons. Mostly just because of this huge stomach I now have. I have few shirts that cover it, most of which are special maternity shirts. None of my regular pants fit. I have maternity pants that stretch over my belly but squish it so bad, it's hardly worth the pain. I'm just happy that my current boss (my kid) doesn't care if I wear my husband's pajama pants all day. I already feel short of breath like my lungs are running out of room. I can only imagine what is in store for the next 3 and a half months. I'm being a baby though, I know. I don't have any real problems like high blood pressure or the many other worse things that often accompany pregnancy. I actually have it very good compared to a lot of other women.
Zoey is already learning to adapt. She knows that I will only hold her if I'm sitting, lifting her out of her crib, or giving her a piggy back down the stairs (if I'm feeling nice). She hardly ever even asks anymore because I anyways tell her "I can't hold you, it hurts my tummy." It makes me a little sad. I want to be able to hold her sometimes too. This is just the first of many changes that are going to be happening in zoey's life. I don't want to take away these sweet pleasures, but that's the way life goes I guess. She will be a great big sister. (picture taken in August)
You can see something is happening, but the bump is nothing like it is now. Maybe I'll get around to getting some up-to-date pictures taken off my family and I before the little guy gets here. Maybe.
The first three months were annoying with all the queasiness and food aversions. I found it very challenging to feed Zoey because I felt like I was gonna throw up if I looked at any food. I was always exhausted and my stomach and belly hurt constantly. It's hard to explain, but it felt like my belly was tired from holding all the extra new stuff inside. It doesn't make sense because there wasn't really anything there yet, but it felt like it. I'll chalk it up to hormones I guess. Time pressed on though, and the sickness gradually eased up and went away for good by month four. I was feeling way more energy too. In fact, month four and five weren't bad.
Now month six is getting annoying again, but for different reasons. Mostly just because of this huge stomach I now have. I have few shirts that cover it, most of which are special maternity shirts. None of my regular pants fit. I have maternity pants that stretch over my belly but squish it so bad, it's hardly worth the pain. I'm just happy that my current boss (my kid) doesn't care if I wear my husband's pajama pants all day. I already feel short of breath like my lungs are running out of room. I can only imagine what is in store for the next 3 and a half months. I'm being a baby though, I know. I don't have any real problems like high blood pressure or the many other worse things that often accompany pregnancy. I actually have it very good compared to a lot of other women.
Zoey is already learning to adapt. She knows that I will only hold her if I'm sitting, lifting her out of her crib, or giving her a piggy back down the stairs (if I'm feeling nice). She hardly ever even asks anymore because I anyways tell her "I can't hold you, it hurts my tummy." It makes me a little sad. I want to be able to hold her sometimes too. This is just the first of many changes that are going to be happening in zoey's life. I don't want to take away these sweet pleasures, but that's the way life goes I guess. She will be a great big sister. (picture taken in August)
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