Camping in Island Park

Ever since the weather has started to warm up I have been DIEING to go camping! Pregnant or not pregnant, I wanted to go camping this summer! After all, we have to enjoy our 3 months of warmth and what better way than to go out into the great outdoors? We decided we wanted to go camping for the long 4th of July weekend but where to go was kind of a toughy. After looking around and calling some places we decided our best bet was Island Park, because most places looked like they were going to be fully booked before we'd even get a chance to set up camp.

Robby had called up to Island Park to a place called "Big Springs". The director said usually they filled up by Friday evening, and since we didn't want to take our chances of not getting a spot, Robby and my brother loaded up a few things and headed up there Friday morning to get a camping spot (it's only about an 1.5 up there). As I went through my regular routines on a Friday I anxiously waited to hear that they got a camping spot. I REALLY wanted to go camping! Luckily they found a camping spot no problem and we'd all head back up that evening. The only problem was apparently the place was infested with mosquitos...But...I decided it couldn't be THAT bad.

The scenery looked magnificent from the car with all the greenery and seclusion...And I say from the car...Again...

As soon as we got out of the car they swarmed us like we were covered in sugar or something. Me especially, and I'm thinking they could sense the extra blood pumpin' through my body due to my pregnancy. All weekend I seemed to be their favorite treat over either of the guys. Either way, I was determined to have a good time and no little blood sucking boogers were going to ruin that for me!

We actually made a game at one point of how many mosquitos we could kill. When we would go down to use the restrooms for some reason the camp director kept leaving the bathroom door open, so before you could sit and do your business in peace, we would shut the bathroom door and bring some sort of towel of clothing item to smack every single mosquito dead. It got to be kind of fun I thought wacking the little buggers and getting my revenge; even if I was seeking revenge on not the exact same mosquitos that had sucked me dry earlier haha.

Since the only time there weren't mosquitos swarming us was at night, I took pictures of our camp at night.



Vincent's tent...Slept under a tarp in his truck.




That lovely see-through tent was our mosquito santuary all weekend long!



Working on our hobo dinners.



Mosquito santuary and our tent.




:)



Vincent, smoke, and hobo dinners.

Saturday we were up bright and early to go kayaking down the river. I was super excited to go kayak down the river. Needless to say at some points the river became more of a stream and we found ourselves getting out of the kayaks to drag them across the sand :) we still had a great time and enjoyed some beautiful scenery. In total we kayaked 5 miles down the river.

Robby

Me



Vincent

Sunday we decided to test our skills out in the open waters of the Teton Resivoir. So looking a little silly with our kayaks while everyone un-loaded their big fancy boats, we headed out to hopefully find somewhere to relax and swim for a while.

All the way from over there was where we kayaked to our little resting spot.

Swimming and enjoying the sun.



Our little camp.

 We ended up ending our little camping trip early due to the fact that the mosquitos seemed to be getting worse and worse as the days pressed on. But after 2 days of kayaking we were pretty worn out and had enjoyed our camping advernture...Mosquitos and all.


Oh...It is love

You ever fantasized about having a song dedicated or sung to you by your sweetheart? I have…I’m the type of girl who fantasizes about being sung to, picked up in a limo, and being swept off my feet type of girl…So…Picture this…

I’m sitting at the kitchen table just surfing the net…Sweats on, no make-up, and hair up and Robby walks over to me and says, “Look up a song for me, it made me think of you.” So he has me type into YouTube Josh Turner “Soul mate” and has me listen to it while he dices up almonds for granola. Not exactly the most romantic setting, but I sit here listening to this song:

Josh Turner- Soul mate

Soul mate
Until the end of time
You're my soul mate
I'll love you till I get to heaven's gate
And if I go first sweetheart
I'll wait
'Cause I know I'll never find another
Soul mate

Your love
There's no telling where I'd be
Without your love
Stumbling in the dark
Would be pretty rough
When I get down you're the one
That lifts me up
I thank the Lord above
For your love

Chorus:
In this day and time
The right one is hard to find
Girl, that's why I'm holding on to you
Each and every night
When we turn out the light
There's no mistaking what we have is true

Soul mate
I hope that we grow old together
Sole mate
In the good and bad
Even through the heartache
We've got a special bond
That'll never break
'Cause darling you and I are
Soul mates

Repeat Chorus:

Sole mate
Until the end of time
You're my soul mate
I'll love you till I get to
Heaven's gate
We've got a special bond
That'll never break
'Cause darling you and I are
Soul mates
Yeah, I know I'll never find another
Soul mate

I simply sat at the table listening to this song as tears welled up in my eyes. Every word that rang seemed like it rang perfectly from Robby’s lips. I just looked with tears in my eyes at the love of my life and thought “Dang…” In that moment, when my hair’s a mess and I look so drab and plain he dedicates a song to me that simply knocks me off my feet and brings me to my feet to hug and squeeze him tightly. I can’t believe how lucky I am…And what an incredible man I got! :)

I'm having a boy...

Yesterday as many already know we found out we were having a baby boy. I was extremely excited to find out what we were having, and I wasn’t sure how I would feel. I’ve been working on a blessing dress in my sewing class, and so every time someone asked me what I wanted I really didn’t care, but part of me wanted a girl so I could actually USE the dress. Granted there’s still a chance I’ll get to use it, but that won’t be for a while now! Anyway, so deep down inside I’ve been really pushing towards a baby girl. After all, baby girls are so fun! You get the pink, soft, bows, and flower type theme and what’s not fun about that!? It’s practically like having a little doll you get to play dress up with every day with a baby girl. All I had ever known growing up were baby girls, since I only had 2 baby sisters, so you could say deep down I was pushing for a little girl because that’s all I’ve ever known.

The night before we went in for our appointment though I had a dream it was a boy. It was so real and in the dream there was no doubt it was a boy. Pretty un-real considering we are having a boy! Maybe with very child the night before we go in for our revealing appointment I’ll have a dream of what it’s going to be! Even after that dream though I still kept thinking “It’s a girl…it’s a girl...”

Even though I was going to be finding out what we were having I was SO anxious just to see my sweet baby. I LOVE ultrasounds especially after the last one because you could see the baby actually moving around which just made it all that more real to me that there was a little person inside of me. As she started the ultrasound my heart just melted seeing our baby wiggling and rolling around. He/she (at this point) was very active rolling and moving their arms. I watched in awe as our baby moved, and at one point looked as if it was trying to suck its thumb. At one point the ultrasound tech. pointed out that our baby was chewing! I’m not sure what he thought he was chewing on..but you could see the little mouth chewing up and down. I loved it! There came a point about halfway through the ultrasound that the angle was that of the gender picture we have, where it looked like a little somethin’ something was sticking out. When that image came into view I thought “That’s a boy”. I didn’t say anything but shortly after she said, “Well…it’s a boy!” I just held onto Robby’s hand and gazed at my little man. At that point it didn’t matter what the baby was, I had a healthy, active, baby boy inside of me. My mom texted me after and asked if I was disappointed at all, I told her after seeing him moving around and finding out he was a he…I didn’t care at all anymore, I was in love!



It's a boy!




Laying on his side...Back facing

 I told Robby it’s kind of unreal to imagine we are going to have a baby boy, just like when we first saw our baby for the first time the reality sinking in that we were pregnant. I think God makes it 9 months because it takes a human brain that long for everything to register. At this point we’ve accepted I’m pregnant, and now it’s getting use to the idea that we are actually having a baby…a baby boy! In 4.5 months we will be blessed with a little bundle of blues, greens, and little toy cars…And I can’t wait! I’m so thankful for what we’ve been given and am so completely in love with him already I can’t imagine what my love will be like once he’s actually here in our home. It’s so unreal to try and comprehend what it’s like to have another little being growing inside of you and thinking, “He’s ours..He’s coming to our home.” I’m totally ecstatic.



1 Newborn
2 (0-3) Months
1 (3-6) Months

  Last night Robby and I celebrated by purchasing our first of many little man outfits I’m sure. It was nice to go out and find cute little boy clothes, because for some reason I was thinking only little girls could be fun to dress up. It was kind of silly of me, but at first when I found out we were having a baby boy I felt a little under-qualified. I’m pretty confident in my abilities to take care of a baby. I mean I know how to change a diaper, burp them, hold them, and even bath them. I’m not foreign to babies, but I am a little foreign to baby boys. I started to kind of freak out until I realized, there isn’t much difference to a baby boy and a baby girl. A baby boy still needs to be loved, cuddled, talked to, bathed, clothed, and fed. He still needs just as much love as a baby girl! After letting it all process and sink in I’m completely content, happy, and anxious for our little man to arrive. Granted, I need these next 4 months to nest and get things ready for him.  I’ve decided there are some freaking adorable baby boy clothes out there and I can’t wait to go shopping some more! I think I’ll refrain though till the grandma’s are in town :)



MY personal favorite!



Look at the little feet! Ahh! :)



Flutter Flutter

Well coming into week 18 I’ve read a lot about how you should be feeling the baby soon. Most articles I have been reading say that most women report feeling their baby around weeks 18-21, so I was now entering the range of getting to feel my baby. Since I’ve never had a baby, I wasn’t sure what to feel or what I was looking for. Since about week 16 I have thought I have felt the baby move, but I guess my own expectations are that it’s going to be something distinct and noticeable. When you think about my little peanut, who is only about 5.5 inches long and 8 ounces heavy, I shouldn’t expect much as far as movement goes.

So…about last week I started feeling little weird flutters in my abdomen. I guess the feeling can be compared to that of just regular digestive and bodily movements that sometimes you feel inside, so since they were so similar and very faint I really wasn’t passing them off as baby movement. I simply passed all these little movements off as just my body making them because it was getting to the point that any little movement or tinge inside of me I was convincing myself that it was the baby. I decided to just calm down and be chill about it all.

Starting last week I really started noticing a lot of flutter feelings in my lower abdomen. I was usually able to feel it or notice it when I was either sitting down or laying down, and it would happen more than once during a period of 5-10 minutes. During this week (week 18) I have really been feeling them a lot, and even though it’s not something very powerful or noticeable, I am beginning to think that these little flutters I keep feeling are from my little peanut. Ultimately I am still waiting for something more distinct and strong, but I am getting really anxious to feel my baby and see my baby next Friday! :)

Oh baby baby...

May 27^th~

Now that we’ve been to the doctor a few times…This visit wasn’t much more than a routine check-up. We were hoping to see our baby again, because that’s our favorite part, but we weren’t that lucky. Since I’m going to the Women’s Clinic, they have 5 doctors which they rotate you through; this way all the doctors become familiar with you and your pregnancy. We met with another new doctor and after reviewing my information we were ready to hear the heartbeat. At first he had a tough time finding the heartbeat, which got us a little worried. He decided to try a lower part on my abdomen and there was our little heart beat. This has begun to be a common occurrence with our little peanut, considering at our last appointment he/she laid flat in the uterus so we couldn’t get a very good picture! I have a feeling little peanut is going to give us a run for our money when finding out the sex in 2 weeks…

I was so happy to hear the heart beat and know that everything sounded good. It was so neat to hear the heart beat and know that it was coming from our little baby. I still think my favorite is when I get to see the baby on the ultrasound. Next appointment in 2 weeks will be REALLY exciting with the full work-up on the ultrasound and finding out what he or she is! :)

On another note…

Some of you have been buggin’ about belly shots. Unfortunately, I’m not one of those string bean women who has a little basketball on her tummy at this point. I will say that I am starting to FEEL fat. I’ve always been fat, but like I told Robby now I FEEL it, specially in my tummy area! I am starting to notice my stomach feels a little thicker at this point, but I guess for me it doesn’t seem like much has changed. Robby’s been really great about reminding me that it’s not fat being gained but baby. :) I certainly can’t wait to actually LOOK pregnant and not just look fat! It’s hard to go out and about and know I just look fat instead of pregnant. I guess I should get one of those shirts that says “It’s not fat, it’s baby.” :) It’s been so weird to actually feel my uterus and feel a little somethin’ somethin’ down there. I can feel as my mom describes it a “knot” in my uterus area, and when pressing down there is pressure and you can definitely feel something there.

Since I’m into week 17 this is typically the point where you start to feel the baby. I’ve begun to think I have felt the baby, but then again I’ll just think it’s something I’m making up in my head. I’m hoping soon it’ll just be easy to distinguish that it’s the baby moving. There are two things I certainly can’t wait for: To look pregnant and feel the baby move! :) Oh…and find out what we’re having!




Week 8



Week 17











Les Miserables

A few months back Robby had heard that Les Miserables was going to be playing at the Capitol theatre in Salt Lake City. He was really anxious and excited to get tickets and go see it. I really wasn't that familiar with the storyline other than seeing one version of the movie a year prior, but I was willing to go on a little trip to see it wth my hubby. It's only fair he get to pick the vacation trips once in a while ;)

Our tickets were for June 5th at 1PM, so we decided we would go down on Saturday and spend the day in Salt Lake just having some fun. We were lucky enough to get a cheap hotel room in down town Salt Lake thanks to a friend of ours, Joe. He had a convert who worked at a Marriott, so she was able to hook both us couples up with cheap rooms for the night.

Everyone loves a hotel room shot!

We headed down early Saturday in hopes of spending the day having some good quality time and possibly shopping! After a fabulous lunch at Chick-fil-A, we headed to an outside Mall, called The Gateway. Being from a small town in Southern Cali, this 2 story outdoors mall was the largest I've been to thus far! I've never been to a mall that was outside, but with the sunny weather it worked out perfectly. After shopping around for about 3.5 hours I think the best treasure we got was this beauty:

What can we say....We love our peanut butter cups!

After retreating back to the hotel with our spoils, we headed out for some Olive Garden.




After a long day of shopping and sun!

The next day we got up and went to Music and the Spoke Word at Temple Square. Since we were going to be missing church, we figured this could count somewhat. ;) They were having it in the Tabernacle, which surprisingly was packed with people. They had a guest group, which was a young men's choir from Africa. They had traveled from a private school there and came all the way to sing with the MoTab! I thought that was pretty neat.

Les Miserables started at 1PM so we headed down to get in our seats a little early.The awesome thing was from our hotel the Capital Theatre was only 2 blocks away, not bad at all. We were able to walk everywhere and save on gas. For those of you who have been to Salt Lake and are familiar with where Temple square is, we were close enough we could see the templ from our hotel window!

Capital Theatre for Les Miserables:

 



View from our seats.







Waiting for the show to start!

Even though it was just a quick little weekend get-away, it was so nice to spend time with my hubby and get to add another 'broadway musical' to our list. I eyed a poster for Beauty and the Beast March 20-25, 2012...So just maybe...We'll have to take another trip down to Capital theatre come next year. :)



Oh baby!

So as many of you know we are expecting! And since March when we found out I was pregnant I have been keeping a word document with every thing that's been going on. I just haven't been able to post it since we were keeping it a secret from most of you for a little while longer. :) I'm happy to finally be able to start writing my baby experiences on my blog and for all of you to know! I hate keeping secrets! 

Baby Ladle's Story:

Oh baby!

            Summer of 2010 is when it all began…Robby and I were spending another once again blissful evening together, and suddenly the topic of babies came into the picture. I had begun to have strong urges and desires to have a baby, and this wasn’t just some phase I was going through. I knew that our time was coming soon, and that I wanted to start a family sooner than later. Robby wanted to have babies as well, and it was that summer eve in July 2010 that we decided come that fall, we would start trying to have a baby! I can’t even describe the peace and perfectness of that moment. Laying there with Robby deciding we would start our family felt so right. We both felt so good about the decision, and ever since I’ve known it was the right thing for us. Babies were in our future! 

After 3 months we couldn’t contains ourselves any longer (or should we say I couldn’t contain myself any longer). There was so much wonderment going on in my head as to if we could even have a baby. My 2 biggest dreams in life, and fears, have always been to get married and to be able to have children. The thought of not being able to have children with the love of my life terrified me. There was no way of knowing if we could have babies, unless we tried. So try we did!

          October was the first month we tried, and I was SO sure that it was only going to take this one month to get a bun in my oven, after all, my mother was fertile mertile, so why shouldn’t I!? The end of October came, and no baby. So try another month we did!

          November and December came with no luck. I was entirely convinced in December I was pregnant. I would find myself convincing myself I felt different down there, or that I felt nauseated. Never has anyone wanted to be puking and have the signs of pregnancy more than I wanted right then! As the beginning of the year came we decided maybe we should try for more help. We got one of those charts to keep track of your basal temperature. I did it for the month of January, and when no baby came I gave the freak up! After trying for 3 months I concluded we prolly weren’t going to be able to have babies and should just stop caring. The past 3 months had hurt so much with disappointment that I decided I just wasn’t going to care anymore. I was just never going to be able to have my own children…I know…Dramatic right? Luckily I married such a wonderful and positive man who kept me looking in the right direction and would reassure me every month that it would happen. We just needed to give it some time. Robby constantly told me, “We’ll have a baby…Just give it time.” Sometimes I questioned how he could be so sure…And perhaps he knew deep down inside or was given a sign, or maybe he was just trying to make me feel better and be optimistic. Either way I was grateful for his positive outlook on things, and that’s about the only thing that kept me enduring to my hopeful goal for us.

          I had certainly been on birth control for quite some time…Exactly 2 years to be precise, and so I kept trying to tell myself that perhaps my body just needed a little more time to get itself adjusted and in baby producing mode. Without Robby’s positive words every time I hit despair I don’t know what I would have done. I think he knew all along that we would have a baby, and he never doubted it for a second.

          February we finally gave in and decided we’d get some of those ovulation pee-on-stick things to try for a month. I decided this was my last chance of trying to figure out when the freak my body was dropping the blessed egg I needed so badly to get this ball rolling! All of February I peed on those stupid little strips in hopes of finding the magical day. All of February I hoped and prayed with caution still in the back of my head. I wasn’t about to have another month of disappointment and tears, no sir. 

          I knew that my expected period date was going to be February 28^th…The very last torturous day of the month! As February 28^th rolled around I didn’t start my period. Robby was so sure that I was pregnant. His belief is that a missed period is a baby…But I’d missed my period on 2 accounts before in my life for no apparent reason, so I wasn’t so sure that was the case. 

          March 1^st I ran out and got 2 pregnancy tests; I figured IF I was pregnant than it would show that I was pregnant on these little do-dads. I took both tests in the morning with the result “Not pregnant” on both of them. My heart filled with so much disappointment and sorrow. I remember just sitting on our bed crying and looking up towards the Heavens saying, “Why?” If I was so pregnant, how come I wasn’t getting the results I wanted? Robby and I decided that perhaps…Just perhaps I just didn’t have high enough hormone levels to show any results yet…So I agreed to wait a few more days…

          After spending so much money on trying to get pregnant we decided to save a few bucks and get the pregnancy tests that show you little colored strips. We figured if I was pregnant than these would work just as well as the electronic ones…WRONG. After using one on both the 7^th and 8^th the results just left me skeptical and just as un-sure as I was before. A faint line really didn’t lead my thoughts in a positive direction. Robby was of course confident I was pregnant by this point…No one misses their period AND feels funny down there AND has sore boobs for 2 weeks without being pregnant…Yah hunny…Keep dreaming…I’m NOT pregnant! Deep inside I had a feeling I was pregnant. I was having feelings that I never had before, and of course, my boobs had never hurt this bad for this long ever in my life. In the back of my mind I pretended I was pregnant. I made sure I got tons of water and folic acid in my diet just in case our little somethin’ somethin’ was dieing for some growth and nutrients. 

          The week of March 14^th came and I could hardly wait to do another test. This time getting the digital ones again to make sure we were either pregnant or not pregnant. If I got negatives again I swore I was going to lose it, or that I already had. Considering the symptoms I was having there was no way I was mentally sound if I wasn’t pregnant! I took a test on the morning of March 14^th…And for once…FINALLY! I got a “Pregnant” PREGNANT…PREGNANT? PREGNANT! I couldn’t believe it…I was pregnant!

          This wasn’t exactly the way I wanted to find out I was pregnant. I had always envisioned getting pregnant, taking 1 test, and then surprising Robby with the news. I envisioned the perfect scenario, and yet ours was far from it. Even though things didn’t quite turn out that way I am so excited to be pregnant! Even through all the exhaustion I am feeling, mood swings, sore boobs, and alterations in my pallet for food I am beyond excited, anxious, and blessed. I feel nothing but peace and happiness in me and cannot wait to bring a baby into the world…into our home…

7 weeks, There's a little somethin' somethin' in there!

Robby said "Give me sassy"...This is sassy haha

March 28^th~

After knowing I was pregnant I called the ‘Women’s Clinic’ where I decided I would ultimately be going unless they were just dreadfully mean and rude to me. After figuring out tentatively when I would be at 8 weeks they scheduled me to come in for my first visit. I was SO nervous to go in because let’s face it…I’m not string bean and I was so scared of them taking one look at me and being like, “Um…Why are you pregnant? You are too fat to be pregnant.” Robby kept ensuring me that they would not say anything, and kept re-assuring me that larger woman than myself have had perfectly healthy babies. I was just so scared to go in and get lots of criticism from them regarding my weight and being pregnant. I had desired to lose weight before getting pregnant…But after we started trying to have baby life just kind of got in the way and I never lost the weight. I’m still taking care of my body the best I know how and trying to ensure my baby has all it needs to grow healthy and strong.

March 28^th was our first appointment. There wasn’t much to it other than getting a lot of paper-work done and having our first ultrasound! After paper-work was complete we met with an Ultrasound specialist and she did a vaginal ultrasound. I didn’t even know such a thing existed! She checked my uterus and made sure that I had no cists or anything on my ovaries we needed to worry about. I was grateful to see I did actually have 2 ovaries and they seemed to be just fine! For some reason I have always thought I was retarded down in ma baby making parts. So just being able to get a confirmation with a specialist that I look a-ok down there brought such a peace of mind. I know it’s silly, but one can only wonder until someone says, “Yep…You’re normal!” Thank goodness I was normal! 

I remember laying there on the table and finally being able to see our little miracle. It was such a relief also to actually see that I did have something growing inside of me! To be able to lay there and see our baby and see the little heart fluttering was amazing. I just laid there in awe at our little jelly bean :). I can’t wait until we go in again and get to see our little bean and hear it’s heartbeat! I never once took my eyes off the ultrasound machine to see how Robby was reacting to all of this…I was just in such awe at our baby! We’re having a baby! :)

7 weeks and 1 day old!

 

Robby’s 1^st appt. thoughts: its here, the long awaited date the date that had been marked on the calendar for about two weeks now. I thought this day would never arrive. We arrived on time and ready to fill out some paper work, paper work that seemed like it took an eternity to fill out. We turned them in and waited anxiously for our turn to be called into the back. Brittany’s name was called and we walked into the back to get an ultrasound. As she dimmed down the lights and turned the monitor on I could hardly wait. Then on the screen there it was this little tiny “thing” an embryo. The specialist then proceeded to point out the yolk sac, the embryo and its tiny flickering heart that was beating about 135 beats per minute. She measured the embryo from top to bottom and determined that it was 7 week 1 day along. I couldn’t believe it after so many months of trying and buying these little ovulation guessing test we had done it we created another human being (or embryo at this point). I couldn’t be any prouder holding our baby’s ultrasound around the doctor office. After all I’m going to be a daddy now! 

After the ultrasound and getting a few glamour shots of our baby we headed down the hall to meet with a nurse and then the doctor. The nurse took my height, weight, and blood pressure and said everything was perfect. I’m sure she only meant that about the blood pressure, but I was grateful to not get an earful about my weight. When the doctor came in he simply said keep doing what I do and try to eat healthy and get some exercise. It was funny when the nurse came in because she congratulated us and then looking at our ultrasound picture she stated, “Ohh you are having a boy…That is a boy for sure.” As the doctor proceeded into the room he glanced at the ultrasound picture as well and stated, “Yep. Looks like a boy!” I simply looked at the little jelly bean like figure and thought, “How can you even tell!” It was funny…The doctor said he’s about 50% right in these things, so I guess we’ll just have to see. :)

After visiting with the doctor for a few minutes, getting some questions answered, and getting some free goodies we headed out to the front desk and were scheduled to come back for a full work-up on April 29^th. I’m so excited to get to go back and see our baby again! We should be able to hear the heart beat by then. :)

Telling the In-Laws~

Robby and I had originally wanted to wait to tell everyone until we were out of the 1^st trimester, but then we started thinking, ‘If something were to happen, family is going to know one way or another, so we might as well tell them now!’ We had originally wanted to keep everything a secret just in case something bad were to happen, but like I said...Family is going to know either way, and it’d be better if they were in the loop just in case I needed that support if something DID go wrong. Since I would be getting to tell my family in person, we decided it would be fair if Robby’s family knew first! Our original plan was to call the In-laws house during conference weekend; since normally everyone congregates there to listen to conference. Our plan kind of faltered when we discovered Robby’s dad would be out of town and everyone else would practically be in other locations, except for Robby’s mom and sister, Alyse. Sooo on April 2^nd after the first session of conference Robby told his mom he needed to talk on Skype to tell them something exciting about his schooling. We wanted to kind of lure away from the actual excitement so Robby came up with the idea of telling them a lie at first…BAD IDEA! Haha. 

We were able to connect with Robby’s mom Annette, Alyse, Kristen, and Lance on Skype. This is kind of how it went down:

Robby: We have something exciting to tell you…

Alyse: BRITTANY’S PREGNANT!

Robby: Well…No…What I was going to say is, I got a internship in Tallahassee!

Everyone on the other line: YAAAA WOOOO WAHOO! (It was even mentioned that Annette became tearful) 

After much hoot and hollering from the other side Robby broke the actual news that I was pregnant. There wasn’t much of a reaction since Robby had already taken them on such a high that the most we got out of them was “Well that is so exciting”. I think with such a rush of excitement at the possibility of us actually moving to Florida something like me being pregnant was kind of engulfed in the other rush of emotion. Initially we didn’t think anyone in Florida was very happy we were having a baby, but perhaps it just took time to sink in that we were actually having a baby…The first grandbaby I might add ;) 

Robby’s Dad was MIA from Florida due to having to go to California for work, so we decided we’d tell him first since he wouldn’t be in Florida to hear. Robby called his Dad and said… 

Robby: So..I just wanted to call you to let you know we won’t be able to make it out for Christmas this year…

Mike: (Paused) Oh?

Robby: Ya we won’t be making it because you’re gonna be a grandpa!

It was really neat to hear Mike’s reaction over the phone, maybe it was just me, but he sounded a little emotional; which is exactly what we were hoping for! It was really neat to sit there and watch Robby tell his Dad he was going to be a Father and his dad a Grandparent. I could feel the emotion and excitement between the two and thought it was pretty neat.

Ultimately I think everyone is happy for us and I’m so excited to bring baby Ladle into the world on November 13^th, 2011 (ish). It was really great and such a relief to finally have someone else know! Before telling the Florida family the only people who knew were both Robby and my boss.  It will be even more exciting once everyone finally knows I am pregnant too! But we decided we are going to wait till we’re out of the 1^st trimester before the whole world knows Brittany and Robby are pregnant. :)

Tell my Parents~

Since Robby and I had decided to go to California for spring break to get away from Rexburg and for other reasons we decided we’d tell my family then. I am SO grateful I had the opportunity to tell my parents in person and experience that. I’m really not that creative of a person, nor did I want to make telling my parents some big charade or game, so we decided to keep it simple. I knew the first night we arrived that we would all be sitting down to eat dinner together, so I told Robby what we should do is this:

We have one of our ultrasound pictures framed that we brought, and I told Robby and we’re all sitted down eating to go out to the car and get the picture. Then when he came back in he could hand it to my mom and let the rest unfold on its own. Robby handed the ultrasound picture to my mom and I just watched as she looked at it for a few seconds and then smiling she looked at me and said, “ARE YOU SERIOUS!?” She then turned the picture around so everyone else could see it and everyone just hooted. I couldn’t stop smiling and just felt so excited to be able to FINALLY tell my family! I especially wanted my mom to know and I was so happy to be able to tell her. It was fun to see her get so excited. The rest of the dinner conversation consisted of us baby talking of course. :)

April 29^th~

After a long awaited month I got to have another Dr. appointment. Waiting a whole month in anticipation of seeing our baby again was finally up! I have been waiting to get to see our baby once again on the ultrasound…It’s one of those much looked forward event. This visit was going to be the big shebang. Consisting of a wonderful pelvic/breast exam, blood work, and of course urine sample. Somehow I survived all that and we got the treat of the ultrasound. We were hoping we would get to hear the baby’s heartbeat…But the Dr. who was with us wasn’t an ultrasound specialist and she said chances are we’ll hear it next time. We were kind of bummed about that, since the first appointment they had informed us we would hear the heartbeat next time. When we first went in and got all situated the Dr. seemed to have a hard time finding the baby. That got Robby and I a tad bit nervous, and considering I could see her face I was really freaked out. She just seemed to look confused, but I’m going to say it was because she’s not a professional ultrasound specialist. Finally she was able to find the baby, I’m guessing she had a hard time because the baby was laying completely flat in my uterus;  like our little bean was playing hide n’ seek or something! It was kind of hard to differentiate what was what and then all of a sudden the baby moved. You could see tiny little limbs and the baby did this kind of jump up and down. I had to actually ask the Dr. if that was the baby moving cause I couldn’t believe it. It was weird to see the baby actually move, there is life in there! I was so happy to get to see our baby and hear that everything was fine. I couldn’t believe how much the baby had grown in 4 weeks! It was finally starting to look like a little person. The Dr. said heartbeat looked strong and great, and everything looked good. I already can’t wait till May 27^th in hopes of seeing our baby again.