Im feeling very large and ready to meet my little girl. I'm 32 weeks. My kidney is feeling like a dull ache these days. Heartburn is out of control. My lungs are squished. Gracie loves to stretch out as much as possible and the majority of the time my stomach is shifting from one side to another. Seth and i love to watch my belly morphe into crazy positions. It's feeling more and more real that Nicci will soon have a sister and she is SO excited. I'm trying to cherish every moment, even the less enjoyable ones. Watching and feeling our family grow is incredible beyond words. There's nothing like it. I'm so grateful for my strong and hard working husband. I'm so glad we have our little family and live the most incredible life together. I used to think that traveling and taking random vacations with my husband would make me so happy, but the truth is, i'd take my heartburn, watching my belly shift, and little girl's laughter, sticky hands, and hugs ANY day over seeing the world. Why would i want to walk out my front door when i have the WHOLE WORLD within the walls of my own home. I'm one lucky girl.
I am a very passionate person. Sometimes that's a good thing, and sometimes it's not. I genuinely love people for who they are, not what they do. There's nothing better than a porch swing. My heart aches when i see sick people. I have an excitement for life that can't be explained. I like to people watch. I've never got enough of a rainy day. I have a bad habit of taking the most important things in life for granted. I live for competition. My mother is too special for words. I wish i had the ability to help everyone in need. My daughters can chase away any sadness with their smile. I feel sorry for self- consumed people- they're missing out on true happiness. I wish i were a big guy so that i could play pro football. My biggest pet peeve is self- righteous people. Abuse in general makes me cry. I can throw a football farther than any girl i know. I married my best friend. I believe we are all equal- despite popular belief. I love being the only girl + three brothers. Jeep Grand Cherokees are my obsession. I sing in the shower as loud as i can, close my eyes and pretend i'm in front of an audience. A lowercase i make me smile--An uppercase I irritates me. Chapstick is an absolute necessity. I express myself best through the piano. Very few people understand me, & very few take the time to understand. I write when it's quiet. I have a natural ability to photograph perfect moments. Dark cloudy days bring out a special kind of happiness inside of me. My mom is my absolute hero. I literally hate being small. I love to smile. It hurts that those i want to love so desperately won't give me a chance. I am a terrible speller. I could lay in the sun for days. I'm convinced there is no better man on earth than my husband. I have an obsession with neatness that irritates most people. I drive too fast. Two toes on each of my feet are webbed [and i love them]. I'm a daydreamer. I beleive ating TCBY's white chocolate mouse while listening to piano music in a warm bubble bath cures all sadness.
One of my favorite pictures
Mommy~Daughter Pedicures
Daddy~Daughter Moments
California Lovin"
Forever, For Always, No Matter What
"Bella"
SETH'S GIRLS
BEST FRIENDS
The Words of a Prophet
"I know that with the demands of daily living there is little time to read anything. But I promise you that if you will read that which we call scripture, there will come into your heart an understanding and a warmth that will be pleasing to experience. 'Search the scriptures; for in them ye think ye have eternal life: and they are they which testify of me.' (John 5:39.) Read, for instance, the Gospel of John from its beginning to its end. Let the Lord speak for Himself to you, and His words will come with a quiet conviction that will make the words of his critics meaningless. Read also the testament of the New World, the Book of Mormon, brought forth as another witness that JESUS is the CHRIST, the ETERNAL GOD, manifesting Himself unto all nations."
President Gordon B. Hinckley Ensign, Apr. 1983, p. 7