So I am contemplating walking the Turkey Trot this year. I would be 33 weeks along by then (I am due January 12). I haven't officially decided and I don't know if i would be capable but is something that would keep me out walking and jogging a little more to help prepare.
For those of you who don't know what the Turkey Trot it is a 6 mile long run held thanksgiving morning in north mesa (at the big park by Aunt Andrea's house). I was introduced to it last year. It took me an hour to run it last year. If i walked it this year it would probably take me three times as long. I don't know if it is wishful thinking and I need a good dose of reality but that is what you are here for. ...And plus, I always have the option to stop midrace if I get too tired.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Moving/ Baby Sitting
This weekend I got to take care of my nephews (McKay & Brandi's Kids) while Talmage, Lincoln, Art, Dad Hansen, Jacob, Lindsey, and Joesph moved all our stuff to our new house. Ok, I helped unpack, really I just told everyone where everything went. I don't think that it could have gotten done with out every one's help, especially Joesph who brought his big ol' trailer that the majority of the stuff was haled with.
My nephews are such characters and here are some of the highlights of the weekend. Bennet is almost two and basically the only thing he says is "nah, nah". When he wants something (which is all the time), he says this and gives this longing look in his eyes that says, "Please give me what I want." Then I would guess and finally when I get it right his eyes would light up and he would clap his little hands. Oh, he also knows the words more (if you could only see how much this guy can drink), mama and dada.
Brady and especially Boe where quick to tell me that they didn't do this or that. "We don't say prayers before breakfast (or lunch or before bed), only dinner." When ever I would sing, which is something I do a lot, they would adamantly tell me to stop as if my singing was the most horrible sound in the world. Finally, I asked them what type of music they liked and they said "Boy music" showed me what it was like by yelling and screaming and jumping around.
I brought them to the park and after playing for a while Boe came up to me and this is the dialog between us (Brady and Rachel):
B: "Rachel, Rachel, I have to go to the bathroom, number two." (Said in a cute whinny voice)
R: "If we leave the park then we are going to stay home and play and not come back to the park"
He went on and played to 30 more minutes.
B: "I have to go to the bathroom." (cute whinny voice)
R: "OK, lets go."
B: "Then are we not coming back?" (Look of concern)
R: Yep
He went back to play for 15 min. Then he decided that it was time for him to go home. The funny thing is that when we got home he didn't go to the bathroom, 10 min. later I ask,
R: "Didn't you have to go to the bathroom Boe."
B: "Oh, my goodness" (Look of panic as he darts to the bathroom)
The look was a classic.
My nephews are such characters and here are some of the highlights of the weekend. Bennet is almost two and basically the only thing he says is "nah, nah". When he wants something (which is all the time), he says this and gives this longing look in his eyes that says, "Please give me what I want." Then I would guess and finally when I get it right his eyes would light up and he would clap his little hands. Oh, he also knows the words more (if you could only see how much this guy can drink), mama and dada.
Brady and especially Boe where quick to tell me that they didn't do this or that. "We don't say prayers before breakfast (or lunch or before bed), only dinner." When ever I would sing, which is something I do a lot, they would adamantly tell me to stop as if my singing was the most horrible sound in the world. Finally, I asked them what type of music they liked and they said "Boy music" showed me what it was like by yelling and screaming and jumping around.
I brought them to the park and after playing for a while Boe came up to me and this is the dialog between us (Brady and Rachel):
B: "Rachel, Rachel, I have to go to the bathroom, number two." (Said in a cute whinny voice)
R: "If we leave the park then we are going to stay home and play and not come back to the park"
He went on and played to 30 more minutes.
B: "I have to go to the bathroom." (cute whinny voice)
R: "OK, lets go."
B: "Then are we not coming back?" (Look of concern)
R: Yep
He went back to play for 15 min. Then he decided that it was time for him to go home. The funny thing is that when we got home he didn't go to the bathroom, 10 min. later I ask,
R: "Didn't you have to go to the bathroom Boe."
B: "Oh, my goodness" (Look of panic as he darts to the bathroom)
The look was a classic.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Finally Moving in This Saturday!
We are finally moving in! I am excited! So if you are just aching to help (or not) we will start moving this Saturday around 8:30 in the morning. We left some time for Art and Lincoln to play some basketball, assuming that they come and help us move.
We were thinking about having some yummy food for those who come but not absolutely sure as to what. Maybe Popsicles or something.
I am so excited that we don't have to live out of boxes anymore, and get to stock our fridge back up again full of food, and get to live in our new house, and finally get it over with! Ok, I better stop before I butcher the English language even more with another horrible run on sentence.
We were thinking about having some yummy food for those who come but not absolutely sure as to what. Maybe Popsicles or something.
I am so excited that we don't have to live out of boxes anymore, and get to stock our fridge back up again full of food, and get to live in our new house, and finally get it over with! Ok, I better stop before I butcher the English language even more with another horrible run on sentence.
The Signing
So, we signed the papers for our new house last Tuesday night. I am so grateful for McKay, Brandi and our realtor. I was the worst hostess ever. We had nothing for them to eat (I refuse to buy groceries because that would be more things to move), almost nothing for them to drink (we were almost out of water) and nothing to entertain the kids except for some toys that I kept pulling out that I got from Easter. But Bennett (Brandy and McKay's youngest) was more interested in the unsealed box of bathroom supplies that we had in the middle of our front room. (The whole front room is full of boxes). Braden, our realtor, became the babysitter and was really good with the kids. It took a while for all the signing to get done but it all worked out well.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Flutters
After coming home from our trip to Utah for Hyrum's wedding, I was exhausted and collapsed in my bed. I was drifting off in my sleep, when all of the sudden I felt a flutter in my stomach. I sat up quickly in complete surprise. It was the most amazing feeling.The baby is fluttering all the time. It is a little acrobat. I normally feel him/her around 6:30 in the morning moving around. It even kicking right now.Talmage has been able to feel it moving around too. It is pretty neat.
Boy or Girl
The first question people ask me after they notice that I am pregnant is "When is are you do." My respond, "January 12". The second question they ask me is, "Is it a boy or a girl?" To which I respond, "I don't know yet." Then comes the puzzle look that says "you big enough and far enough along to find out." Then the question, "Do you want to keep it a surprise?"
So here is the explanation in it entirety. My mother is a Lay Midwife meaning she is not officially certified but has ample experience assisting and being the main women on the seen for several pregnancies. I always thought that when I had a baby my mom would be over the delivery, etc. and it just seems right to have her deliver the baby. People say that they would be too scared to have a home birth but it doesn't seem to bother me maybe because that was the norm growing up.
Anyways, I wanted to get an ultra sound to see if the baby is doing ok or if there is any precautions that need to be taken. So I have called several clinics and doctors to get an ultra sound. The problem is that I have to have my birth through a specific doctor in order to do it at their facility or in a clinic. We just found one place that would do an ultra sound for us but it is all the way in Nevada. Talmage has cousins who have done home births and ultra sounds but we haven't heard anything back from them.
That is my really long explanation of why I don't know if it is a boy or a girl. If all else fails, I will definitely know in 4 months (18 more weeks to go).
I bet you if people got past the second question their automatic third question would be "What are you going to name it?"
So here is the explanation in it entirety. My mother is a Lay Midwife meaning she is not officially certified but has ample experience assisting and being the main women on the seen for several pregnancies. I always thought that when I had a baby my mom would be over the delivery, etc. and it just seems right to have her deliver the baby. People say that they would be too scared to have a home birth but it doesn't seem to bother me maybe because that was the norm growing up.
Anyways, I wanted to get an ultra sound to see if the baby is doing ok or if there is any precautions that need to be taken. So I have called several clinics and doctors to get an ultra sound. The problem is that I have to have my birth through a specific doctor in order to do it at their facility or in a clinic. We just found one place that would do an ultra sound for us but it is all the way in Nevada. Talmage has cousins who have done home births and ultra sounds but we haven't heard anything back from them.
That is my really long explanation of why I don't know if it is a boy or a girl. If all else fails, I will definitely know in 4 months (18 more weeks to go).
I bet you if people got past the second question their automatic third question would be "What are you going to name it?"
Friday, September 5, 2008
Our little guest house that we have been renting in since late december is haunted. During the morning, I hear a knocking sound coming from my closet area. "Knock,knock, .... knock knock." Ok, maybe my house isn't haunted but it sounds creepy. It was a wood peaker and it was kinda cool the first couple of times hearing peak on our wall out side. I don't really get to see wood peakers. It is a little bit bothersome at times, "will he ever get tired of peaking?" I wonder to myself. But I am definately not as annoyed with it as that girl off of "Failure to Launch" or as crazy as she was either. (She is the girl on the right, trying to buy a gun to kill a bird that keeps bothering her).
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