8 months down...1 more to go

Yesterday was my 8 month mark in my pregnancy. And though it is quite a feit to have accomplished 8 months out of a 9 month pregnancy, I really didn't think much of it past the fact that I had 1 more month to go of bearing around this huge belly. I started my day like most days growning and moaning towards the bathroom, and after some goodbye kisses to my hunny and breakfast in my tummy I felt energized enough to do some house cleaning. I started on my chores when around 1PM I heard the doorbell ring. Robby had mentioned about expecting something today, and since he had recently ordered something from Disney I thought that was probably what it was. So I made my way to answer the door when to my surprise it was a delivery from proflowers!

As I opened my package anxiously I began to assemble my bouquet and read the wonderfully added note. I love love flowers, but I also always enjoy the little messages attached to the flowers when delivered. I figured that this delivery would be from my hunny, but I was wrong..

It was from my baby's Daddy ;)

If you can't read the note...It says:

One more month to go! I just wanted to let you know that I love you and thank you for sacrificing so much to bring out little bundle of joy (hopefully :) into the world! You truly are a very selfless person and will be blessed for it. Love, Your baby's Daddy

I think that is one of the top 5 nicest things that's ever been said to me for sure. It simply made my day and the fact that my hunny does see all the work, sweat, and pain I'm going through really meant alot to me. I really didn't see it as that much of a sacrifice...I mean...This is what you do to have a baby, and I wanted to have a baby. I didn't see it being that big of a deal giving up my body to have a baby. I'm not a vein person to begin with so stretchmarks and a huge tummy wasn't something I was going to freak over. But the fact that Robby views what I'm doing as a sacrifice really made me feel special and that he truly notices what I'm going through. I love you hunny! :)

I can't believe how far I've come since starting this pregnancy. In eight months...Well...as you can see...

I've grown quite a bit! It's been quite an adventure and I'm thankful for having such a smooth pregnancy as well. We pray every night for our little peanut that he'll be safe and keep growing healthy and strong. I can't beleive it's only one more month...One more month till this huge belly becomes a bundle of happiness I can hold in my arms!

Self Perspective

I know...With a title like "Self Perspective" you're prolly guessing this blog is going to be ALL about ME talking about myself eh? Well...You'd be right...But "me" has been a pretty iffy topic ever since I was a teenager. You all know that stage in life when you are awkward and aren't really sure about anything regarding yourself. Your body changes, your perspective changes, your friends change, and just about everything in life leads you down a path until you get to that part in life where stability and confidence ring in. But as a teenager I never thought I'd get to the day where I discovered the realization of it all and what I'm made of.

As a teenager I was the typical teen girl; I didn't think much of myself. I thought I was fat and not pretty and no one liked me and I always felt alone and I was never good enough and I had no talents and blah blah blah. Yet every Sunday I would go to Young Women's at Church and they would gloat and glorify how special I was and how many talents and gifts I had. All I thought was "You've got to be joking me...I've got a face full of acne, I'm not pretty, and I have nothing going for me...Are you for real?" Yet all I heard growing up was how special and talented I was. The only things that came to my realization back then were:

A.....I had nice teeth
B.....I could sing (I really enjoyed singing in choir and amongst an audience and did it as often as I could)
C.....I got good grades (But not as good as my smart friends)
D.....I was funny
and E the most important as a teenage girl....I was a good babysitter and made lots of money off it!

I constantly remember as a teenager putting myself down and even after I graduated and moved onto college life I still remember always putting myself down. I've always been a pretty tough critic on myself and have never thought of myself as worth much. But over the past year or so I have had some instances that have really helped me realize my potential and what I am capable of. Now, I'm not trying to brag or gloat or anything, but this has truly come as a magnificent realization to me just how talented and capable I am.


A little over a year ago I decided to take a sewing class on campus. Not only because I was required to for my minor, but it seemed like everyone in my family was capable of sewing to some degree or another, and my own experience with sewing ended with my Grandma finishing the project for me. I was terribly terrified with a sewing machine and I can still remember that first day wondering what I had gotten myself into. As time passed I not only took Clothing Construction, but I took Home Decor Sewing and Children's Clothing Construction as well. My favorite class by far was Children's Clothing given the fact that I was pregnant starting the class and knew the little projects I completed would be going to a little someone special later down the line. So....the first realization I have come to discover about myself is that...I can sew....I'm not that bad at it either....And I really enjoy it!

Not only can I make pajama bottoms, skirts, and blouses...But...

I can make table runners.

I can make pillows.

I can make blankets.

But my FAVORITE thing to sew currently is baby stuff! :)

I can make hats and booties.

I can make little pants and shirts.

I can make cozy sleepers.

I can make adorable church outfits!

 I LOVE the little pocket and tie :)

AND...My pride and joy...My project that took me WEEKS of dedication and painstaking work to complete (just ask my husband I spent countless evenings in the sewing lab)...This beauty which I pray God will let me be able to use someday!

I can make baby blessing dresses.

 Layers and layers of frilly ruffles that I made from scratch.

And...That's not all I can do either. :) Recently I took on the task of making an apple pie...And the beauty that I pulled from the oven I thought was rather tasty and impressive too.

I looooove to bake! And the only thing that stops me from baking is the fact that I'd make some people in the house rather plump if all I did was bake goodies and have them sitting around the house. So, I must refrain from baking as much as my heart would desire. :)

Not only have I discovered I can sew and enjoy sewing, can bake and have gotten better at it, but I have developed an increased joy and interest in scrapbooking as well.

This may seem like bragging to some, but let me re-assure you this is a revelation of sorts in regards to myself. I have realized as of late that I am not only an accomplished college scholar, a caring and doteful wife, and soon to be mother. But I am also a very talented woman who can sew, bake, scrapbook, organize, sing, and make other's happy. It's taken over 10 year for me to finally realize that what people were saying to me as a teenager is true. I have talents and abilities that make me unique; I myself as in individual am unique but beautiful. I may not be 5'11" with long luscious legs and have a rising music career. But what I am is talented and beautiful in my own way.



I am Brittany Ladle. I am a daughter of God.

I am...

Silly

Playful

Adventurous

Talented

Creative

Organized

Beautiful

Loving

Dedicated

I can...

Sing

Sew

Bake

Scrapbook

Organize

Write

Love

and be the best that I was designed to be.