Thursday, July 24, 2014

Rope Swings and Awesomeness


If there's one thing I love, it's my husband. If there's two, the next is sunshine. That's a lie, my family beats out sunshine. However, somewhere near the top of that list is rope swings. 
 
The mister and I went up to a family gathering at a cabin in the canyon for lunch. At some point, we snuck away to swing on the rope swing at the cabin next door. Don't be fooled, the pictures are not an accurate reflection of who swung most (or at all); I, too, did my fair share of swinging. 

And, I LOVED it. This love probably stems from a rope swing at a family friend's lake growing up--where you'd swing off the rope and into the lake; it was huge. I loved it. There's something so thrilling about getting up the courage to take that last step/jump before, boom--you're flying through the air and it is much funner than you remember it being the time before, and so much less scary than it seemed at the moment you were considering not jumping. 

If we'd like to get deep here, (and, trust me, you can skip this little paragraph if you'd rather not; I'll never know. Unless you tell me, which might be slightly funny. So, don't hesitate to do so) we can draw many comparisons to taking leaps of faith in life. Most of the best decisions take leaps of faith--but, the happiness we receive thereafter is far beyond the feelings of regret or bummed-out-edness we get from stepping away from the rope swing and climbing back down.

Dating, starting a new job, going on a trip/adventure, traveling, marriage, starting a family. . . (Oops! Sorry deep paragraph skippers, this just made it to two paragraphs. Jokes on you!) 
It's all big changes, but--really, really exciting and wonderful. Granted, we have to weigh the options--use our brains (or, not go first, if it's an actual rope swing ;) 
But, life is exciting--isn't it? We're meant to jump. Live a little. 

And that, my friends, is the symbolism I never thought about and has nothing to do with my actual love of rope swings. But, food for thought, nonetheless. 

Photo Transition Alert.
That means I gave no official written transition, but am changing topics--in case you were wondering. 

This, my friends, is our big butt TV. We're rather fond of it. I could tell you that the box he is carrying is much bigger than the actual TV, and that the delivery man didn't, in fact, look half this strained when carrying it into the house...but, that would ruin all the fun, wouldn't it? 

It really would. 

Anyways...remember that one time I married a movie fanatic? And that time I married someone who spends money on nice things, rather than skimping on everything and just living on handydowns/thrift store buys? 

I not-so-secretly totally love it :)
What a hunk! 
Oh, and don't worry. I helped with set up too. What, with all of my technical and mechanical savvyness, I told Matthew that I would take the lead on the very important, delicate task of putting the batteries in the remote. 

I executed this task with such flawless precision...such SKILL, and SUCH exactness, that I even did it again for our blu ray player. 

Monday, July 14, 2014

22 weeks!

Well, seeing as I haven't actually blogged about this...this just officially in...
we're pregnant!
 
That's right people; there's a baby in there! Don't mind the date on my bum that indicates this pregnancy happened four years ago, or all sorts of confustion will come of it. haha. 

This is us, just after leaving the doctor's office, when we found out the exciting news back in April. 

Pregnancy thus far has been a fun time. There have been cravings, sleeplessness, mood swings, excitement, changes, and just fun! 
As far as catching you up on all of the cravings....let's just make a list for you. Most of those took place in the first trimester, but--I'll just sum it up for you. 

-Cucumber Sandwiches (just bread, ranch, and cucumber. Like, an entire cucumber, sliced and stacked between two pieces of bread. 
-Peanut butter and jelly on toast (about every night before bed for like, the first month)
-Crackers (at first it was of any kind--wheat thins, anything. Then I wanted them to be something healthy. I ate crackers that strangely resembled cardboard for about two weeks. They were apparently very healthy; they tasted like it too.) 
-Taco Bell (Matthew's favorite of my cravings--he was sad this one didn't last long)
-Unhealthy food (ironic, I know, with the healthy cracker stent thrown in there. But, I'm usually a salad and fruit girl...there were a few weeks I just wasn't having them! Which you may have guessed, what with my Taco Bell stent and all...)

Not too many crazy cravings, I just wanted to eat ALL the time. Ha, we would eat a meal, walk into the other room, and Matthew would often hear the following words, "Oh my gosh. I am SOOOO HUNGRY. I'm STARVING." haha. uhh..."babe, we just ate...like, literally, two minutes ago..."

I was also known to get up out of bed after not being able to sleep. For the last year or so before the pregnancy, I'd had a rule I lived by not to eat after 6 PM. Like, religiously lived by. Ha, if I was at a church activity at seven with snacks--I'd wrap them up (or hide them away in a pocket...or sleeve...haha--but really; you can ask my roommates.), and eat them the next day. I loved waking up hungry and with a flat belly, as opposed to still feeling nasty from eating late at night or just before bed. Despite feelings of hunger I sometimes had while going to bed....I loved the feeling of waking up feeling healthy, happy, and ready to eat more than I loved going to bed full. However.....when you are laying in bed at night and are aware of a little tiny baby trying to grow inside of you, it's a bit of a different ball game.

Haha, for the first while, I would sit in bed--still used to my no eating after 6 routine, and just be dying of hunger. Then, I started to picture that little baby trying to grow inside his mama, struggling as he needed nutrients and having me not eat because I want to be skinny. 

hahaha. Needless to say, my not eating after 6 didn't last long. In fact, the sleeplessness that accompanied my first trimester, combined with the hunger pangs, led to an almost nightly snack after my mister was fast asleep and I was sitting there--not sleepy, and most definitely starving. By snack....I mean full-fledged meal. 

Here is how the little guy has grown thus far. He's getting so big! Oh, and yes--he is a HE!!! A beautiful baby boyyy :) 



I had really wanted a boy first, so I was ecstatic with the news. Matthew knew how much I wanted a boy first, so he just kept saying it'd be a girl, just to have me be SUPER excited if it wasn't actually a girl....and to prepare me not to be just a teeeeeensy tiny bit bummed if it were :) 

The cravings have pretty much died off, though the sleeplessness comes and goes. 

Our most exciting purchase of the last little bit was....dun dun dun....


THE CRIB! Oh, and changing table!
We got them on KSL. They were asking $150 for it. We offered $60. Badda bing badda boom baby :) 

They're both in great condition and I loveeeee them!!! 

....this is real people! 

haha, granted, it might feel more real when we find out from Matthew's job when we'll actually be moving, when we can actually start getting a place of our own ready for the little mister, but, it's all still uber exciting :) 

We love our little guy! 

Ohhh....and, I guess it wouldn't be fair if I didn't tell you what a hormonal crazy I was that first trimester too. haha. But, really. I think my poor family thought my marraige and life were in shambles every time they talked to me, especially since they didn't know I was pregnant/hormonal. There were tears, uncontrollable laughter, lots of moodiness/crankiness..... 

It sure is a good thing my husband loves me!
Anywho....there's your update! We couldn't be more excited! :D 

The picture below was taken on a whale watching boat ride on our honeymoon
Who would have thought, that only a few months later we'd be anxiously awaiting the arrival of our first little one. Okay, well, we would have probably thought. 
But maybe you wouldn't have :)