Maternity Photos

This evening Jesus and I embarked on a new adventure with Jessica, a gal from my office. I had convinced Jesus that I wanted to have maternity pictures done. He didn't really see the reason for them, but I finally persuaded him that it would be fun and would create some good memories of our first pregnancy. I was discussing this with Jessica one day at work and how it's kind of expensive, when we came up with a brilliant idea. She should do our pictures!! That's a fabulous idea!

So today, after work, the 3 of us went over to my parent's house (they have a much more interesting backyard than we do) to do the photo session. It was so much fun! She got so many cute pictures, I don't know how I'm ever going to decide which ones to print.

She also got some cute ones of the dog that my parents are watching for the week.


This is one of my very favorites. We're going to have this one printed and put it in a big frame over Lily's crib.


I really wanted to take this one because Jesus and I forgot to have our wedding photographer take a picture of our rings when we got married. So this will do just fine. Though Jesus' hands make me look rather pale. Guess that goes with the territory of marrying a Mexican!

Jessica and I thought found one like this online when we were searching for examples. We thought it would be really fun to do. I like how it turned out. I think it looks really good in black and white.

Did We Move?

Did we move without me knowing it? Why does it seem like we're living in the middle of the Mojave Desert? The high (according to Google) is 106 for both today and tomorrow. The high for Eastern oregon is in the upper 90's. Why is it hotter here than over there in the real desert? What's going on? I blame global warming. Why not, everything else gets blamed on global warming.

Last night, when I went to bed, it was 90 or so degrees in our bedroom. I did end up falling asleep and I actually slept fairly well. But it wasnt without both fans on high (high does not equal quiet) and the window wide open. We're talking not even the blinds were pulled. I'm sorry to all my neighbors who had to see prego lady walking around in her underwear. Actually, just deal with it. If you dont want to see it, dont look in my window! :-)

Luckily, my wonderful husband has tracked down the last air conditioner window unit in stores. He finally found the very last one at KMart. It was the display model, so he got them to knock of $75. I knew I kept him around for some reason! I'm so excited to be able to sleep without laying in a pool of sweat (gross, I know, sorry). He just has to figure out how to mount it in the window. It's 10,000 btus so it should cool the downstairs sufficiently.

My Clothes Don't Fit

I've finally realized yesterday that the maternity jeans I've been wearing since I couldn't fit into my regular jeans no longer fit me. It takes too much effort to get them on (I actually ripped the belt loop on one pair. Sorry Em!) and once I get them on, I feel like they're falling down but they won't pull up any farther. They're already pulled up as far as they can go. I hate that feeling! So yesterday, in a fit of dispair as I realized all my capris, the ones that actually do fit, were in the washing machine and soaking wet (thanks for doing the laundry, Babe!), I saw Jesus' shorts laying on the bed. Hey! I'll just wear his shorts! They're big enough, they're just like capris anyways, right? So I put his shorts on and had a good 3-4 inches before the button would even thing about fitting into the buttonhole :-( Boo!

I went downstairs to whine and cry to Jesus, and it turns out I picked the smallest pair of shorts he has. He barely even fits into them. So he dropped trou right there in the living room and gave me the pair of shorts he was wearing. Isn't that sweet? I've heard of people giving you the shirt of their backs, but how about the pants/shorts off their butt? I've decided that I really like his shorts. They're comfy! But I did have to wear his belt with them (my belts dont fit), and he had to buckle it for me because I can't see it to get everything lined up to go in the holes. The good thing is that I still had another hole before the belt was maxed out. Yay! (we won't mention that he usually wears his belt on the next to smallest hole)

Childbirth Classes

Jesus and I have begun our childbirth classes at the hospital. Our second class was last night. We've both decided that it's not nearly as bad and boring as we thought it would be. It really helps that the instructor has a sense of humor. She reminds us of a certain Type A, "red" (very red) woman at church. She has the same mannerisms and it's just funny! Last night we did some massage and relaxation techniques. The instructor needed a volunteer, so I gave Jesus the "go be the volunteer" elbow. He's so glad he did! She used him to show everyone how to do the massages. What an awful thing to volunteer for! The massage and relaxation is our homework for the week. It's going to be a terrible week. She also had the birthing ball out for everyone to try. Jesus decided that we were stopping by Fred Meyer to get one on the way home. And we did! I'm just surprised it didn't get pumped up last night. I'm sure it will be by the time I get home tonight.

Bye-Bye Camping

Goodbye my camping friends. That's right, we've had our last camping trip for the summer. Gone are the days when Jesus and I could decide that we wanted to go camping last minute, throw the cooler, tent & dog in the car, and head off. I just dont have the energy anymore! Do you have any idea how hard it is to roll your big fat self over in a little sleeping bag? It's hard enough to roll over in my bed at the moment, not to mention trying to keep the sleeping bag from rolling over with me, not waking up the dog (or husband), or to keep from rolling off the air mattress onto the cold hard ground. I've given it up for now, my friends.

This last weekend, Jesus and I, the dog, and my parents headed out to Barview for the weekend. When we got there, the weather was nice, though windy. Purdy blue sky 'n ever-thing! Saturday morning was beautiful as well. Jesus & my dad went out crabbing & fishing while us girls spent the morning walking on the beach. Chica had a blast. As soon as she was off leash on the beach, she headed straight to the ocean. The tide was so far out, and there were small puddles that were perfect for her to lounge in.

That afternoon was not so hot. The wind picked up by the time my sister & her family arrived. It's hard to keep sand out of a one year-old's face when he's only 2 feet from the blowing sand. But fun was had by all, and it was a pretty relaxing weekend, all things considered. We had to stop by Tillamook Cheese Factory on the way back, of course. Baby wanted ice cream, and what baby wants, baby gets! I'll miss not being able to camp for the rest of the summer, but it'll be worth it in the end.

Baby Shower!

My wonderful cousin & sister threw me a baby shower on Saturday, and even though we had to move it to the church last minute because of rain, it was so great! They didn't make us play any dumb baby shower games where everybody guesses how big around my belly is and so forth, plus they had Ding Dongs and cupcakes and swiss cheese! The cheese was another friend's doing, but they recruited her, so they get some of the credit.

Jesus crashed the party, which, I guess since he did have a hand in the whole reason for the shower, it was okay. He helped me open presents, and we got all kinds of wonderful stuff. Among other things, we received adorable, tiny little clothes, all kinds of bath stuff, a bunch of cute teeny socks, awesome hand-made afghans and quilts, and a book in Spanish about Walter the Farting Dog.

I have a feeling that this book will be a favorite in this household. While I have read the book before and kind of know how it goes, it's in Spanish so Jesus will most likely be the one to read it to our little sweetpea. He'll be more fun with it anyways. He'll probably make sound effects. Not real ones... hopefully.