Sunday, January 31, 2010

16 weeks

We have about half our apartment packed! No thanks to some of the people in this household...

And my 16 week tummy. It usually looks a little bigger than it did tonight, but I am not complaining about looking smaller than usual...its only been 6 pounds after all!

Friday, January 29, 2010


We bought him a dog toy for Christmas.
Thinking he wouldn't be able to tear it apart.
Our Kevs is a crazy.
(P.S. We thought wrong)

Review: Be Band by Bellaband

While a lot of people recommended to me the Bellaband, I instead opted for the Target version (read: much cheaper) BeBand. I've been wearing it pretty much every day for the last two weeks and needless to say, I LOVE it!! In looking through reviews of both, it seems that I made the right choice... the main difference (other than price) between the two, is that the Bellaband is a lot tighter, and I guess a better support post-pregnancy. Fortunately for me, I got the BeBand, since I already have a pair of maternity pants that are too tight at the tummy (sorry mom, but the cute brown dress pants are officially retired!) and I have realized that I do NOT like tight pants because I feel like I have an overhang/frontal muffin top. (gross, I know.) Well, maybe I will debut MY BeBand Sunday when I take my week 16 picture... we shall see!
1 week till we move. Eeek! :/

Thursday, January 28, 2010

beached whale doing pilates?

I went to pilates yesterday for the first time since I got pregnant.
^And I may not be that big, but still I totally felt like this^
All these skinny little flat-tummied girls (including the instructor) made the initial happiness of being able to feel my abs for the first time in weeks fade... even if it was just a little. After class, my instructor, who I've been going to her classes religiously for the last year or two, asked how far along I was. While I was talking to her, a strange woman jumped into our conversation, with a joyous, "Well, I just had my baby four months ago!" and proceeded to expose her perfectly flat 26-inch tummy, complete with slight abdominal muscles.
So thank you, gym lady. I thought tabloids were enough to keep me with unrealistic expectations of post-pregnancy bodies, but no, you have to take it one step further by being un-photoshopped. winner.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

What would people think of me

If I had this hanging above our baby's crib?

Is Wally the Green Monster a little too scary?
It does play a lullaby version of "Take me out to the Ballgame"...
Basically, I think its hilarious. And Awesome.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

the weirdest kind of dreams

Its no real secret that I have thought this baby was a girl since I got pregnant, mostly just because I felt that way and no, I cannot explain why. And in my 5am to 550am slumber this morning, I had the most wonderful dream. I was holding a naked, strawberry blonde, chubby little smiling baby boy. As I held him, I couldn't remember anything about giving birth to him, but I distinctly remember thinking, this is my boy, my little Boston Drew. And as I held him, I was just completely overwhelmed with happiness.

I woke up Mr. D and told him about my dream... even half asleep, he was elated but not convinced. I don't really get dreams like that, mostly just feelings. Like the feeling I felt last fall that we were missing something...or more accurately someone in our lives.

Monday, January 25, 2010

A weekend with only a 30 minute nap

means I actually accomplished a lot. I'm just tired. And its got me thinking that maybe I should have slept a little more. This marks the first weekend I have not had at least 2 two-hour naps.
So I have been in the process of moving...
and the Kevs is absolutely no help. he is almost the anti-help. almost.
jumping into boxes and luggage containers.
jumping onto piles of packed stuff and knocking them over.
racing around the kitchen playing with his new favorite toys--clothespins.
that have all ended up under the refrigerator.
I baked 3 batches of my mother in law's chocolate chip cookies.
I've mastered baking cookies without burning them in high altitude.
Mr. D and I then proceeded to eat an entire batch.
I baked 4 loaves of bread. From scratch.
2 Burned. 2 turned out "perfect."
Still working on bread baking mastery. Once I get that down, I will move on to rolls.
Made BBQ chicken... the BBQ sauce also made from scratch...
a recipe I will definitely be using again. And soon.
I had my sisters and brothers-in-law over for Sunday dinner.
Bananas made all this food. From scratch. So good.
This baby is seriously so lucky.
He/She is going to have the best aunts and uncles ever.
And I swear I felt baby move for the first time on Saturday morning.
A fantastic weekend.
Week 15, here I come.

Friday, January 22, 2010

valentines day is only a few weeks away...

And thankfully, it falls on a Sunday. Because every year since we were dating, Mr. D has had to work a BYU basketball game on Valentine's night, while I would settle in with what was left of our heart-shaped pizza dinner. Alone. Hence why I have never really been a huge fan of this supposedly romantic day. And usually try to suppress those memories.
But enough about that, the second best part about Valentine's this year is that it falls on a holiday weekend. I love holidays! So we can spend Sunday night with our Kevs and these fine fellows (all of which I adore... especially the only smiling one!) watching the all-star game:And I can actually stay up late enough to watch the whole game without having to worry about waking up early for school the next day. Now to contemplate what to get Mr. D for his birthday (the day after Valentine's day)... any ideas??

Thursday, January 21, 2010

don't look at this unless you want to see a drawing of my insides

I was just talking to a student today who asked how I was feeling and while I was complaining about my sore back from my newfound "front-heaviness," I paused when said student said, "Wow. That is so cool that you are having a baby growing inside you right now."
You know what? That student is right. Sure, it may be (quite a bit of) discomfort for a few short months, but I am creating a living, breathing, moving being inside of me. And I don't even have to do anything for it to just does.
I took health classes in high school and even college, but for some reason the whole "Miracle of Life" thing never really hit home. Maybe because it all seemed a little too sci-fi to fully comprehend. But I cannot tell you how with every book and article I read, I am continually more and more amazed at how fascinating the human body is. Some days, I think I should be a health teacher. Then I remember all the chemistry and biology and math involved to teach health and thank heaven that I teach art. But that doesn't mean that at least for the next 6 months, there is something slightly more compelling and wonderful to me than art to dream, read and think about....

Sugar Mama

...That's what I have become. I was listening to NPR and came across this little radio clip.
Its good to know that even though our family situation is a little different than most, it is quickly becoming a norm to not have the typical "mom stays at home with the babies while dad makes the money" situation. While it may or may not be ideal, it is the reality for some of us. And quite frankly, I am excited for it. I think I make a pretty darn good sugar mama... and I love my job. That's the most important part.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

NO more excuses...

I found this via Yahoo from this month's issue of Self Magazine... and I wish I could say at some point I haven't used every one of these excuses--but I have. Good thing Jillian Michaels from the Biggest Loser can straighten me out!!
Excuse: "I have zero time to exercise!"
Michaels says:
"I feel your pain—my life is crazy, too. But good-for-you habits are the last thing that should go. If you don't take care of yourself, you'll have less energy to be that supportive person in your loved ones' lives. I tell working moms to ask for help. It used to take a village to raise kids; you can't do it on your own."
Excuse: "I can’t afford a gym or fresh produce."
Michaels says:
"Commit to a $100 investment in 10 fitness DVDs and you'll have enough variety for six months at least. You can do a whole workout—sit-ups, jumping jacks, squats—without any equipment. And imagine the cost of taking diabetes meds for the rest of your life—much more than the extra $50 a month you should spend on groceries and fish."
Excuse: "The cookies in my cabinet are calling me!"
Michaels says: 'I don't keep junk in the house or let waiters bring bread to my table. I have no discipline, so I protect myself from temptation." Stock up on some of these 30 healthy snack options instead.
Excuse: "I can’t get up early to work out, and I’m tired at night."
Michaels says:
"When the alarm goes off, ask yourself, 'Will going back to sleep help me reach my great goal?' If the workout isn't attached to a larger reason—like having the confidence to get back in the dating game—it won't stick."
Excuse: "I've hit a plateau; I give up."
Michaels says:
"Get selfish! Don't think you're asking too much of the world or of yourself. Push through by believing the new, improved you is your destiny. There's no reason you can't have it all."
Excuse: "I start off Monday with the best intentions, and then life takes over and I flake on my workouts."
Michaels says:
"Set a daily or weekly target and reward yourself every time you meet it. I get my eyebrows done or download songs from iTunes."
Excuse: "I get so bored counting all those weight reps or running."
Michaels says:
"As you exercise, think about what you're trying to achieve. Having intention behind your actions is extremely powerful. And nothing beats a good beat to keep energy high. I want to die when I don’t have my music! Any song by The Roots totally gets me psyched. Finally, you don’t have to kill yourself to get a workout. Running is one of the best ways to get smaller, but I hate it, so I do only one 10-minute mile."

Excuse: "But the couch is so comfy!"
Michaels says:
"If you need a couple days off, take them. You don't want to get bitter or burn out."

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

gummydinobear's second visit to the doctor...

three inches! (that's how big gummydinobear is now)

five pounds! (thats how much I've gained in 14 weeks)

We heard the heartbeat again (the most reassuring sound in the world... I love it!).

Aaaaand.... while listening to the whoosh-whooshing of the heartbeat, we heard a "thump." (!!) Gummydinobear had kicked me! He/she is too small for me to feel it yet, but Mr. D can't wait till he/she gets bigger... then he can blame his black eyes on someone other than his wife :)

We find out our little soon-to-be-soccer player's gender March 9th!
Start the countdown!!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Sunday Sunday Sunday!

I love Sundays. Mostly because Post-Sunday dinner we have....
easy bake oven time! We made little chocolate chip cakes!
(That look a lot like omelette's...)

Yeah, I blinked. But I didn't want to take the pic again. :)
I feel SO huge at 14 weeks. Thank you, gummydinobear.

And Kevs shows off our new, non-dripping faucet.
Its only dripping in the picture because he sat in the tub
for 15 minutes till we turned the water on. :)

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Mr. D broke his nose playing Churchball... and our cat is really a dog.

He came home Thursday night and awoke me my saying, "I broke my nose tonight." What?! So what happened is that he got elbowed in the face playing basketball, and his nose was crooked to the side and bleeding. So what does he do? Push it back where it belongs and eventually the bleeding stopped. He feels fine, and the swelling has gone down (see below) but he has pretty sad looking bruises on his nose and under his eyes. What a tough guy!
Also, I have been attempting to document this for WEEKS. Kevin has this poor little mouse toy (I think he is on #4 or #5, since he plays fetch with them and then tears them to shreds, but my awesome mom keeps buying them for him) that we usually throw around the house or down the stairs and he retrieves it and we play like that until he gets tired or just decides to start tearing out the stuffing (that part is his favorite). Well, lately, we will throw the mouse down the stairs and instead of running it back up to us, (we are on the second story) he will climb, with mouse in mouth, up to the roof of the house and sit by our window until we open it for him and the game starts all over again.
It is hysterical. And yet another great reason why I love our little Kevs. I mean, how many cats do you know that can do that crazy of a trick over and over again??? Not many, I'll bet.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

In celebration of the end of my first trimester... have a laugh. On our expense :)

First comes love...

Then after a long week of working hard...

Follows a weekend of date nights with Mr. D....

And on Holidays we work on picking out baby names. Its a lot harder than you think.

Friday, January 15, 2010


and we move in the 5th!! Now, who is strong and can help me move stuff....?

update on the housing search....

I think we found the right place!
As a split-level (two story townhouse) with two bedrooms, 1 1/2 baths, a fireplace, dishwasher and washer/dryer hookups, a 4 minute drive from the high school, I wish I could describe the wonderful feeling I felt when I walked into it. The closest thing I can think of is it is the same home-y feeling I feel when I think of the first apartment I remember my parents having when I was about 5. I just fit me. We are still waiting to hear back if we officially got the place, but talking with the renters selling their contract, they really seemed to like us!! I will keep you posted but we will find out soon and if we move it will be within 3 weeks! So soon!! I know Mr. D has his reservations about "paying for an extra room for 5-ish months" but I am going to focus on the positive... heat and a dishwasher!!! :)

Fingers crossed fingers crossed!!!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

my baby peach this week

Your Baby: Week 13

Your fetus is forming teeth and vocal cords... savor this, their non-functional phase. Baby is approaching normal proportions, with a head now only one third the size of the body. Intestines are in the process of moving from the umbilical cord to baby's tummy. (Much more convenient.) ... fascinating and terribly funny at the same time. Who would have known?I certainly didn't until just now.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

sad day. (you've been warned).

I found out yesterday that a close friend and fellow prego co-worker lost her baby over the weekend...6 months along. Needless to say, yesterday I was a huge bawling mess. But through the headache that accompanied said hysteria (at least I can blame it on the pregnancy hormones), I did a lot of thinking. Mostly thinking back to the first week or two that I knew I was pregnant and looked up everything I could find online concerning the subject of loss...just in case.

There is so much that is outside of our control. As Mr. D said to me, "We could get into a car accident and die today but that doesn't mean it is going to prevent us from driving in a car." Irrational fears (such as the ones surrounding the Christmas terrorist attack) are unfortunately the driving force behind what we do and how we handle things as a society. We go to extremes (like doing full-body x-ray scans) to prevent something that we ultimately have no control over. And we just need to accept that.

I guess what I am saying is that I could worry myself for the next 3-6 months about something going wrong (and I am sure for every waking hour I have of that child's life) but in the end, it is not up to me to decide. I am just so grateful that I have been born into a family where I have been taught eternal principles that I know are true. And I know that even when life seems to throw you a terrible curveball that you weren't expecting, you just need to hold on a little longer.

Even when it seems like there is nothing left that you can do, there is always something.

And today, Katie and I will do something.

I would be amiss to forget to mention Mr. D handling me through the hysteria. He talked sense into me. He held me. And then he made us breakfast for dinner while I made us smoothies. And he did the dishes. Sure, he may not be as emotional as I expect him to be sometimes. But he certainly makes up for it in every other aspect of our relationship. I love you, Mr. D.

Monday, January 11, 2010

how embarassing.

remember those little near-pass out episodes I had a few weeks/months back in the middle of the night? well, at least I figured out that those happened because I was getting up too fast from bed. now don't freak out or anything, mom. then today, I nearly (and I say nearly because I did not fall to the ground) fainted in front of my first period class while I was talking with them. Really!? I was just going over your usual start of the new semester lecture... and all the noise (well, not that there was much of it anyway) was just gone.

I felt terrible, and leaning against the table in front of me, I heard a student tell me to sit down. As I grabbed for a chair, another student promptly picked me up by the arm, gave me a piece of gum and told me I needed some sugar. I couldn't think at all. I remember mumbling something about being right back and he helped me down the stairs so I could lay down in the nurses office. I am sure the entire class was staring at me the whole way out. They took my blood pressure after I had laid down for awhile, and since it was normal and I felt fine, they gave me some juice and I came back to class, apologizing profusely to my poor, shell-shocked class. How embarrassing.

I had breakfast this morning (a huge bowl of cereal) and felt fine up until that point and ever since that point. Thank goodness for students knowing what to do in case of an emergency. I retold the story to all my other classes, in case it (heaven forbid) happens again. It was horrible, made worse by the fact that Mr. D wasn't there to give me a blessing and tell me everything would be Okay. I hope with all of this craziness that I'm going through that our little one is doing all right... my next appointment is a week from tomorrow and I can't wait to hear that reassuring little heartbeat again.

Friday, January 08, 2010

and sometimes all I need is

a little reminder of just how lucky I am.
I have been so emotional this week, especially due to the end of my beloved first painting class, and so many of them telling me of their appreciation for the passion I have for my art. I just hope someday I will figure out how to translate that passion for doing into a passion for teaching about doing. Thank you, Mr. D, for letting me live my dream: Him, baby, art, career, and all. I am so blessed.

And now all I need is a Jamba Juice. :)

Thursday, January 07, 2010

Sometimes you just need to remind yourself...

I love my job. I really do.
Tomorrow is Friday.
Tomorrow is the end of the semester
and the end of grading for a least a few glorious weeks.
I got this from my friend and health teacher here.
Sometimes all you need to feel less stressed is a little something to laugh at.
Like myself.

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

My life this week...a high school-end-of-semester-grading-headache.

I am surrounded with students like these two little dinosaurs.

Tuesday, January 05, 2010

January: the month that I learn to manage my time wisely... and keep up with household chores

So.... I decided to nix New Year's resolutions. Well, sort of. I am going to have monthly resolutions... 3 per month. =36 for the whole year. I heard somewhere if you make measurable goals you are more likely to achieve them. So, January. 1) manage time wisely (plan lessons a week in advance, basically so I am not so overwhelmed and have time to fit in workouts, sleep, eating, art, teaching, etc) 2) keep up with housecleaning (ie don't let laundry and dishes pile up) 3) go to the temple twice There you go, dad.

Monday, January 04, 2010

buckeye bowl game, bump on my belly, and a hole in my bathroom

-Christmas Break 2009-
The funniest group of guys to watch an OHIO STATE game with.
They think they know everything... and they probably do. :)
12 weeks (as of last night)... Mr. D was a little shocked at how big that bump was. Thankfully, it was mostly due to eating a good meal, since I only gained 1 pound over break!
Aaaaand... THIS happened over break. Jesus, our Mr. Fix-it, came to fix our Niagara Falls of a leaky bathtub, and had to tear into the tile!!! You can see a little of the leftover chicken wire I put on the left (exposed) side of the tub, because of our little Mamacat Lucy's constant little adventures down into the "underground" (there is basically a half-floor of pipes and such between our apartment and the people below us).

She would disappear for hours and poop down there. We could smell it and it was terrible. Jesus did find one of her pink collars down there, though. Ahh, memories. Needless to say, bathroom is off limits for the Kevs. What a "vacation." :)
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