Party Weekend

This past weekend, Brian and I went to Lubbock to help host a 40th Anniversary/ 60th Birthday party for his parents/ mom. Brian's sister, Andrea, and I had planned a surprise party, and it was so cool that we were actually able to pull off the surprise! It was a Dessert & Drinks party, and turned out so well. We spent all day Saturday cooking (and managed to completely destroy Andrea's boyfriend Murray's kitchen) and the party was on Saturday night.

For the party, we had:

Molly's Pecan Pie
Italian Creme Cake (I had to make this one twice. It was a complete disaster the first time around.)
Chocolate Sheet Cake
Banana Pudding
Sugar Cookies


You can kind of see the spread in this picture- so yummy! Some how I managed to get home without any cake, which makes me so sad!!

Plus wine, beer, colas, waters, coffee, etc. It was quite a yummy spread!! (I was dead on my feet by the time the party rolled around, but it was worth it!)


I'm not sure what's going on in this picture, but I had to put it in b/c both Andrea and I look so bewildered and confused.

I was SO impressed with how Linda's teacher friends pulled together and came up with some fun birthday surprises for her! These ladies were so supportive when Linda was dealing with cancer, and they were amazing again in showing her how much she means to them. Also, one of Linda's cousins is extremely talented, and made up two songs- a birthday song and an anniversary song. Way cool and special for Linda and Stewart.


Following along with the lyrics of one song


Linda and Stewart got a kick out of the personalized song lyrics

It was so much fun to get to celebrate 40 years with Brian's parents- it's rare these days, and they're a wonderful example of how if you're willing to work hard, marriage can be a wonderful blessing.

Busy doing... Not much

So in this glorious first trimester, I've kind of been a bum. Okay, I've really been a bum. I've taken to coming home from work and laying on the bed for about an hour before hopping (read: grouchily sliding) out of bed and making something for dinner. Then, after dinner's over, I immediately return to bed and lay some more. Then I go to sleep at about 10:30pm, getting a little over 8 hrs before starting all over again.

It's quite pathetic. I've been told that my energy will return once I'm into the 2nd trimester, and also to enjoy this very first 1st trimester, as the next time I experience it, I'll have a little one running around and I won't get to lay around. So I'm not feeling too guilty.

It's not as though I don't have plenty to do-- remember, we moved in to a new house RIGHT before we found out we were preggers, so the house is still not very put together AT ALL. I'm sure we'll get it there eventually... just not right now!

In other news, my nausea has subsided, but I still am very picky about what sounds good. As most of you know, I enjoy my food. I don't care what I'm eating- I just really enjoy food. I'm to the point now where I wish I didn't have to eat. NOTHING sounds good, and the only reason to eat is because I'm hungry. So, this makes for some very uninteresting meals (poor Brian!) We've had a lot of baked potatoes, and soup goes down quite nicely. Also, peaches. And hint of lime chips. But that's about it- NO meat for sure, and oddly enough, pasta (which I used to LIVE for) doesn't sound really appealing.

I have to give props to my sweet, wonderful husband, who is putting up with my pickiness and high-maintenance tendencies. He has been amazing, and my FAVORITE part is that he's reading all of the baby books with me. He'll give me little tidbits like "Babe, don't forget to pack maxipads when you go to the hospital." (Ugh...) But it lets me know that he is interested and really excited about the bean.

Oh, AND, he's finally started having serious conversations with me about names!! (To this point, his only suggestion was 'Newton'. As in "Fig"....) We're developing a list!!!

I apologize that the last 4 posts, and this one makes 5, have been about baby crap. It's unfortunately all I think about these days. I'm sure I'll get over it... In March, I'm sure... But, then you'll be barraged with pictures and stories of poop and breastfeeding... So there's THAT to look forward to. On 2nd thought, you may want to leave now...

This is SCARY!

So this past Monday I was baking surprise cookies for Amanda and Christy. I'd frosted them in pink and blue, and then written "BABY" and "Boy?" and "Girl?" and "3.4.11" on them. My plan was to take the cookies to them, and they'd take one look and be like "What are these?" and I'd smile, and they'd scream, and get really excited. (As it turns out, they didn't react quite like this, but more on that later.)

I ran to the bathroom to pee for the 47th time that day, as pregnant women do, and saw that I was bleeding. I ran and grabbed Brian, and immediately started calling the Dr. Brian, not knowing what to do, grabbed the book that the doctor's office had given us the week before and looked up bleeding. (Of course, the book told him that the #1 cause of bleeding when you're pregnant is miscarriage. He shut the book and did not mention this to me.) I finally got a hold of the answering service for the Dr.'s office, and told them what was going on. They said they would page the Dr. and have her call me back.

I crawled into bed because I couldn't think of anything else to do. I laid there while Brian rubbed my back and I thought the worse. Finally, I couldn't just keep thinking about what was happening, so I asked Brian to turn on the TV. He got me to eat about 40 minutes later. The on-call Dr. called me about 1 hr and 15 minutes after I'd called them (apparently they'd had some pager issues) and told me that I could either go to the ER or wait to come into their office the next day for a sonogram. She told me that about 50% of the women who have bleeding during pregnancy go on to have completely normal and healthy pregnancies. I truly didn't know this, so I was somewhat relieved. Brian kept saying that "We don't know what we don't know."

I finally fell asleep after talking to the Dr., once we'd decided to wait until the next morning to go to the doctor's office and get a sonogram there.

We scheduled a sonogram for 12:30pm that next day, and I was so nervous once we got there. I kept asking Brian to pray. I kept having to remind myself that whatever happened, God had a good and perfect plan. The tech started the sonogram and we saw immediately the little bean. She zoomed in and we saw the little heart, just flickering away. We heard the heartbeat, and saw that the growth was exactly on track.

Once we'd seen that everything was okay with the bean, the tech started to look for a reason for the bleeding. Turns out I have a bruise on my uterus, which basically presents like a clot of blood. Your body will either shed it or reabsorb it, and my body just shed it. Not a big deal at all!! We were able to talk with the Dr. about the difference between scary bleeding and non-scary bleeding (which I wish we'd talked about before, but whatever.)

So all is okay! Until then, I hadn't thought about loosing this little miracle. We continue to be in awe of what God's entrusted us with. Simply amazing!