Everything

It's been quite a long time since I've done any kind of update on here. SO. Here it goes.

We went to Arizona during the first week of December, and I was a slacker and didn't get any pictures. It was a ton of fun though. So nice to just sit around my parents house, watch movies, play with my adorable niece and nephew, eat lots of food, etc. Awesome week. Thanks so much mom and dad for all the hospitality. It really was so wonderful being there.

Gideon finished finals, somehow managing to keep his sanity intact. He had to pull a few all-nighters, literally. Not an ounce of sleep. Poor guy. But I think it's all gonna be worth it to see his grades on Thursday. Now his big project is applying to BYU for the upcoming fall semester. We're crossing our fingers.

This is our apartment after the all nighter. Notice the suit cases still on the living room floor.

We finally got our Christmas tree up last week, and just decorated it this last Sunday. How horrible are we?!? I've never put up Christmas stuff this late, but in a way it's more special having it so close. My sister in law Lynn has had to remind me to finish making my stockings and do my decor. I'm so glad she does otherwise I would maybe have never done it this year!We had to buy some extra lights for the top half, and obviously they're not as bright as the ones on the bottom half. Oh well. And we're still working on the star.

Alas, the reason for all my Christmas procrastination has been partly due to the fact that all I want to do is sit on my couch and eat tums. The heartburn has been insane. If I take a sip of water, heartburn. If I eat ANYTHING, I get heartburn. Even now, just sitting here, I get heartburn. Gideon makes me what we call "the throne" in bed, consisting of a big blanket and about a million pillows behind me to prop me up so I can sleep somewhat comfortably while staying vertical. But I read that the hormone that causes heartburn also causes fetal hair to sprout, so the more heartburn you have, your baby is supposed to have more hair! Also, this little boy has taken up residence under my left rib. His new favorite spot. It's usually his little bum I can feel wedged in there, but sometimes I get a good kick and wow does it feel just great. I'm nervous that he still has to double his weight before he's born, cuz it's starting to feel pretty crowded in there already. Although I am grateful for every little kick or nudge these days. He gave us a scare last week. He is usually SUPER wild in there, but for two days he was so so calm and barely moved, so I had to go into the doctor and get a non-stress test. Pretty much they monitor his heart rate when he moves to make sure he has enough oxygen. Of course, as soon as they strap me up, he goes crazy. He's going to be so dramatic, I can already tell. But I was really relieved to know he's ok in there. Just needed a little attention. But really, overall, I'm feeling pretty good and I think the last few weeks has been the best part of my pregnancy. We just lay in bed at night and watch my belly do the wave while he moves around like crazy. It's so so fun. We are so excited to meet our sweet little guy.

29 weeks. This picture is almost a week old now. Sorry. I had Gideon take these at one in the morning, hence no face.

Also: We still have to name him! Suggestions welcome. So far we are thinking of naming him Finn. The middle name is Adam after my sweet brother who is special needs. So it would look something like . . . Finn Adam Medley. I also like Cash/Cache and a few others. Feel free to offer thoughts; I'll take the ones I like and ignore the ones I don't. Nothing personal. :)

Finally, the last thing to post is that this morning, we woke up to a winter wonderland! So pretty outside. There is about a foot of snow. I'm so excited to have a white Christmas!!

Quiet

I know it's been forever since I've blogged. I think that I always apologize on here for checking out for so long. I have a million journal entries from my younger years that start out the same exact way. "Sorry it's been so long . . ." yada yada yada. But truthfully, some strange part of me secretly feels in control and rebellious and independent when I don't share anything with anybody (not even myself on paper) for a while. Is that weird? Possibly I have issues. I probably do. But it got me thinking tonight. About being quiet. So many of us have those moments. They are a little more sporadic for me, since I am normally a pretty "loud" person, to say the least. But yes, even I enjoy my phases of not chatting away with someone ALL. THE. TIME. Do you know why? Because you get to really LISTEN. Just listen. Usually these quiet states of solitude are enduced by a trial, pain, or a deeply spiritual or personal experience which for some reason takes me days or weeks to quietly sort through instead of just during the closing prayer at church. I wonder about other quiet people. I've met them in grocery stores, I've done their hair, taken care of their sick loved ones, sat by them in church. How often do I stumble across someone in their "quiet phase," their transitional period between tough spots in life? How often have people met me and thought "what a quiet lonely woman," just because I had a bad day and couldn't muster up a sincere laugh at their cheesy joke? I wonder how many of them are the permanently-injured-type who desperately need someone to be their friend, and how many are the ones like me, having a brief lapse in their social life. But you know something? I don't think it really matters. Because whether you feel a certain way for a second or for eternity, it still is important and moving and monumental because you felt it. Either way, all of these ramblings come down to one boiling point: Sometimes there's nothing wrong with a little quiet.

Daddy's Little Boy

My dearest little man,

It's me, mommy. You don't know who I am yet, you only know the soft rocking of your constant warm little bath, my heartbeat, and maybe my wild laughter. And although I technically haven't met you yet either, I am really starting to know you pretty well. You like it when I lay on my right side, and when I kneel really awkwardly to say prayers. You always kick the most when I'm in those positions. You are a wild little one, just like your daddy. You kick me non stop and sometimes I really wonder what's going on in there. I know as soon as you can walk, you'll be crawling over things and jumping off of furniture way too high to be safe; again, just like your daddy.

Your dad and I always sit and wonder what you will be like, who you'll grow up to be, what your dreams will be. But something we already know and will always know is where you come from and what makes you you. I hope someday I can really, I mean really make you understand that you are the product of So. Much. Love. That two young kids sacrificed so much to bring you here, because we wanted to see your face, to meet you, to see what you might become, and to be allowed a brief moment to teach you a few things and mostly to have you teach us about love and about happiness. That two people will always stand behind you, hold your hand, throw everyone out of the way so you can pass, and cheer on the sidelines for you. That we wanted you, oh how we wanted you. That your place in the world will always be here, nestled between the two of us, safe and happy and loved.

I hope I help you see how much your father loves you. Some day when you are expecting your own little child, you will start to understand. Understand the excitement and pure joy that comes from anxiously awaiting the arrival of your own flesh and blood. Understand the sacrifices of a loving father; the long hours worked, the long nights of studying, the worry of the bills, the sheer exhaustion of life; all these sacrifices made because of the love he has for you, the little one he hasn't even met yet. Because he wants the very best for you, for your future. He worries about teaching you all the things of the world and the gospel, about life and about eternity. He loves you, a mind-blowing, heart bursting kind of love.

And so do I.

22 Weeks

This is per request of my mom. The belly has finally begun to grow at lightning speed. Two weeks ago you could barely tell I was pregnant. My tummy is getting so dry and I feel like I can actually feel it stretching every day! I feel our little guy bouncing around in there all the time. This whole baby thing is starting to feel more real this week because we bought our crib (thanks mom and dad!) and stroller/car seat. It feels strange having this empty crib in our house. We lay in bed at night staring at it, getting all excited to have a baby to put in there soon! We start our birthing classes on the 15th (hypnobirthing), so we'll see how that goes.

Happy Halloween and Merry Christmas

We have had such a fun week celebrating Halloween around here. Sunday night we put on Hocus Pocus in the background, ate sugar cookies until we thought we'd burst, and carved pumpkins. It was a fun night. Then on Monday we had a little Halloween party up in Salt Lake at Sarah's house with all of the family that lives around here. It was fun to get all dressed up. We all hid in different bedrooms with candy and the little girls came around and "trick or treated" to us each. What a fun night! So good to be with family and just have fun. Not to mention Sarah made some amazing chili and treats for us. Nothing better. But I woke up this morning to a car covered in snow, and I won't deny that I was blasting the Christmas music taking Gideon to school. I love the holidays and I am so excited that it's starting!

Jared and Lynn's pumpkins

Mine and Gideon's pumpkins

Sarah, Lynn, Hannah, Me and Kayla all dressed up

Gideon dressed up as Hiccup from HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON. He made the costume with everything from D.I! It turned out so great and the little girls loved it. I was a cat because, well, nothing else really fit.

Jungle Gym

Our little man is becoming quite the acrobat. I can feel him in there so often now! I swear he was doing somersaults tonight. And kicking on his way around. I think my bladder must be his biggest source of entertainment in there, because I'm pretty sure I had to get up and go tinkle about 5 times at church today. Literally. He must be having the time of this life bouncing up and down on that thing. But it's so worth it! I feel like I am getting to know him so much, just feeling him get stronger and more active (or just more cramped I suppose). I can't wait to meet him! His little face will never have enough kisses. I hope he's ready for this.

In other news, today was some major progress in this house. While I woke up nauseated and had to throw up a few times violently in the toilet, I felt better the rest of the day and made it through the full three hours of church!! That has only happened one other time since I've been pregnant. It was so nice. I really take for granted how spiritually refreshed I feel after attending all of my meetings. I was grateful for a good day of feeling good. And very grateful for a husband who does the dishes for me, offers to make me anything I want for breakfast, runs errands for me at the last minute, helps make sure we do our calling, rubs my feet, and is still willing to cook me a steak dinner at midnight when I get really hungry and too weak to cook anything myself. He is a real gem. I won't make him change too many diapers or get up too many times at night because he's practically been taking care of a baby this whole time!

Scripture Scouts!

Last night Gideon and I were reading in the Book of Mormon and he randomly decided to quiz me and see if I knew what the rameumptom was. I totally surprised him by busting out a song about that scripture story that I learned when I was like seven or eight. It's from Scripture Scouts, these cassette tapes my parents bought us and I would listen to them every night when I went to bed. We were laughing pretty hard as I sang the song. But after that I got totally excited about having a baby because now I have an excuse to buy the Scripture Scouts again! They really are a brilliant idea for kids to learn the stories from the scriptures. They have Book of Mormon, Old Testament, the Articles of Faith and the Family Proclamation. I LOVED these when I was a kid and I still remember the stories I learned from listening to them! I am buying these and our little boy will know them like the back of his hand. If you have little kids, you have to get these!!

We're Having A BOY! ! !

. . . and we couldn't be happier. He's the second little boy on my side of the family, and after 6 beautiful baby girls on my husbands side, the first grandson of the Medleys. We will probably constantly be changing out Barbies for G.I. Joes at family reuinons, and he might not get to be involved with the cousins all in the tub for too long, but he will surely be well rounded! Hopefully we can give him a brother soon or someone has a little boy cousin for him. Either way we are just so thrilled to have a gender for this little bun in the oven. I think the real joy is just knowing for sure now that he is healthy and doing great in there, all nestled in for the long journey ahead of both of us. It was so awesome to see him moving around like crazy on the ultrasound. I'm pretty sure I just fell in love, again. We are so excited to welcome this little baby boy into our home in just a few short months!

Sorry about the picture of a picture -- we don't have a scanner


19 1/2 weeks

Knock Knock

Monday I finally, finally, finally felt our little baby move. For sure. It's really unfair that you have about twice the amount of gas bubbles in your tummy at the same time you really want to notice any tiny squirm, throwing you off for a while. Well, since Monday, this little babe kicks up a storm mostly between 6 and 8 pm. I eat some dinner and lay on the couch, hands lightly on my belly. I admit; sometimes I talk high pitched and ask the little baby to move for mommy. Dumb, I know, but hey, I spend a lot of time alone at night. But it really is the beginning of all the motherly bonding everyone talks about. There's really no describing it. All the puking, the heart burn, the emotional breakdowns, all of the pregnancy discomfort boils away to nothing when you really feel that tiny person in there! I was watching my little 4 month old niece kick and wiggle this weekend, and I just pictured my little baby doing the same thing in there. Just much smaller (although, some of those kicks have been pretty hard! I think he/she's going to be a soccer player, just like his/her momma). Anyways, it's been awesome. Exciting to say the least. I can't wait for Gideon to be able to feel the movement. He is REALLY excited about it. And most exciting of all, we find out the gender MONDAY. Monday! That's about three days away. We are holding our breath. If you want credit for predicting what it is, now's the time people.

Bedtime Snack

A bowl of Kix cereal, followed by some baby dill pickles, washed down with some grape punch. All in between bouts of hysterical laughter with the coolest guy on the planet. What a good combo to settle the stomach. Que the heartburn in about an hour.

The Lion King

I couldn't look at the pregnant runner lady any more. Thank goodness for a new reason to blog. Gideon and I went to the Broadway Across America performance of The Lion King last night. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera at home, so you don't get any new pics. Sorry. We had such a blast though! We got all dressed up. Gideon wore a bow-tie and I wore a silk dress, which barely fit me. I'm drawing near to the end of non pregnancy clothes. We made a night of it and went up to the Happy Sumo in salt lake before the show. I found out that my all time favorite sushi roll is actually cooked, hence safe for a pregnant lady. (Sadly, making me a not-so-hard-core sushi eater. Oh well.) I was a happy camper eating til my belly was full (that rarely happens lately). The show was AMAZING!!!!! I've seen a few productions like Les Miserables and Phantom, but this was different. The costumes were seriously out of this world and that little lady who played Rafiki speaking in actual african dialect? Too much. Plus the music . . . oh the music. Gideon loved it SO much, and that's really what made me happy. I was so excited for him to see something so cool. Especially because he LOVES the original animated movie. It was just so great seeing the play. Anyways. All in all it was such a fun night to go out. We are really trying to take in the joy and the luxury of having date nights without phone calls to a babysitter worrying about the little one. We are so excited to get her/him here, but are cherishing our last few out-on-the-town dates. It might be a while til those come back around.

exercise . . .

Does parking your car at the far end of the lot at wal-mart and then shopping for 15 minutes count at exercise? Does it count as exercise to vacuum your tiny apartment if you feel that sick almost-going-to-puke feeling after? I used to get that after running six miles. Now, just a leisurely vacuum episode. Walking up a flight of stairs has me a little winded. And after a 30 minute walk in the park? May as well have been the conditioning we did during varsity soccer tryouts in high school. NAP TIME. I'm pretty sure all these things count as exercise when you're pregnant. It's official. All those ladies running marathons and stuff when they're like nine months pregnant...who are you people?!? I guess I should aspire to something greater. But for now I'll take the mall walker pace in wal-mart, thank you very much.

I don't know who this is but it's an ad for maternity workout wear. They are so hard core. It's good to stay active but holy cow!

Ramblings

I've been waiting until I had something positive to say to post on my blog again. Sorry that all the previous pregnancy posts have had a negative air to them. I am still pretty sick but finally I have more energy.For example, it only took me 3 days to build up the strength to tackle the dishes as opposed to a week. I vacuum once a week (Gideon does it one other day during the week) instead of once every 3 weeks. I actually scrubbed my bathtub and cleaned most of the house. Laundry is still piling over, but that's always been a constant battle. Is it strange that so much of my happiness comes from having a clean clean clean house? I may have problems. I am starting to realize that I actually have a tiny little person in there. Hopefully soon I will feel him or her moving around in there. I'm starting to develop a legit bump..the realization that this amazing little person who already has a spirit, personality, and even goals (returning to Heavenly Father probably) is growing inside me and will soon be at my disposal to nurture and love, is quite scary. Wonderful and amazing and so exhilarating, but scary. I can't wait to meet this little one. This little baby who has already turned my life upside-down. Who already makes me teary-eyed when I think about sending him/her off to college (can you say hormone surge??). Every night I pray that Heavenly Father will give me any last trials or lessons or whatever he needs to do to prep me for this up-coming job. Suddenly I'm trying to desperately hang on to memories of how I felt in high school, junior high, as a little girl when barbies and snuggle time with mom and dad was so important. Everything. So I can relate. But in spite of all the variables of parenthood (feels weird saying that word in relation to myself!), I at least know one thing. That this little spirit who is coming is strong. So strong. And that it will have more love than it can even soak up in that tiny little heart. I'm already falling in love.

On that note, we go to find out the gender on October 11th. That's only 3 1/2 weeks! Start making your guesses . . .

Relapse

Just when I thought it was over. . .

Apparently I spoke too soon about my vomit days being over. Oh yes, mother nature had quite a different schedule in mind. I started feeling better just days before our cruise, which was such a blessing! I felt fine on the cruise, probably because of all the protein from the seafood and steaks. YUM. Well, we got back and by Saturday night I was covering my mouth with both hands in the parking lot of the movie theater. That was fun.

Today I was working. Finished my second pedicure of the day, which mainly consists of hunching over someone's feet, inhaling the absolutely consuming smell of peppermint foot lotion for an hour. YGUUUGH. That is the sound of "if I smell this one more time I think I might puke." Well, as her nail polish was drying, I discreetly sneaked off the the bathroom to finally do it. When I came out after lots of heaving with plenty to show for it, sweaty and shaky and oh-so-attractive, my co-worker just stood there, pretty grossed out. She had been looking for me. Well, she found me.

I finished her up and then had another client right away, a hair cut. Made it through it, with smiles and "yes i'm fine, how's your day?", all the fake pleasantries we feed to clients. I hope he couldn't smell the lovely stench of oranges and pears the second time around on my breath. Tried to go get some lunch, a cup of noodles and a chocolate doughnut. Now you may not think that sounds healthy or very appetizing, but hey, what the stomach wants, it gets. For the moment. I really thought it was going to stay down as I sat in my car enjoying my meal. Wrong-O! I have never known such shame as being hunched over in front of my car, puking into a pile of bushes that weren't as concealing as I thought, losing my noodles and other things that look almost the same coming up as they did going down. Not to mention, my body seized up so hard in an effort to rid itself of what I thought was good food, that I managed to pee my pants. I don't mean a little squirt. Like, PEED my pants people. All the way through my jeans. It was so great going inside to tell the receptionist I had to leave because I couldn't stop throwing up and because I didn't think it was appropriate to cut my next client's hair with urine running down my legs.

Driving home sitting in your own pee takes you from 22 and mature to 2 years old and wanna cry like a baby pretty quick.

Dear Baby,
Please be nice to me in there. Tell my tummy to take it easy, because I really need to gain back the seven pounds I've lost and put some meat on. I want you coming out cute and fat. Ok? Ok then. Glad we could clear that up.

Bahamas

So Gideon and I finally got to go on our honeymoon. It kinda counted for our anniversary trip too, since it's been a year since we got married. Thanks to my parents for some help getting to Florida. We cruised for 4 nights in the Bahamas. It was so fun to just eat, sleep, and be lazy. Highlights: Getting offered weed in Nassau; being so sunburned after snorkeling that all we could do was lay on our stomachs and occasionally rub aloe vera lotion on each other's shoulders; the waiter who actually picked up my fork and fed me my shrimp; the asian waiter who LOVED saying Gideon's name and so, he said it all the time; the violin player who only remembered certain words to songs. We had a ton of fun. Here are a few pictures.

How to make a pregnant woman sick 101

Our little crab we found on the beach. He was fast!

Nassau. What a cute little place!

Our ice cream man. I think the heat was getting to us.

Cheesy tourist pics. Gotta have some of those!

Every night, our room attendant would make these little animals out of towels.

Formal night in the dining room.

Snorkeling! It was so fun. The water was so clear!!

Asleep in the airport.

This guy had us laughing every night.

Baby Pictures and Video Games

12 weeks! First pair of maternity jeans. My belly has never felt so free and happy. It doesn't look that big yet, but rest assured it's growing. And sorry about the dazed look on my face; lately I always either just woke up from a nap or else I just look like I did. Can't win.

Things have gotten pretty busy around here. Lots of new things going on:

• I started and stopped the throwing up phase of pregnancy since my last post.
  
• Gideon finished his second summer term and still has a 4.0 He worked his tushy off for that G.P.A! So proud of him.
• Our little one is now the size of a lime. 12 weeks!
• For Gideon's birthday, I bought him a Wii. It was also an end-of-school present. I am always sore now from virtual boxing and table tennis.
  
• Ben has been staying with us during the week this month since he has his nursing clinicals down here this month. It's been such a blast hanging out with him! I'm so glad to have at least one of my siblings here.
• Gideon had a birthday (23! Woo hoo!)
  
• Gid's best friend got married. We got to go to the sealing in the Salt Lake Temple. It was so nice being inside those sacred walls and to feel the peace that comes from being there. I am so grateful for temples!
• We are leaving for our cruise on Sunday morning, so I'd better go pack and get my house cleaned.

Here are a few pics of the last few weeks:

Ben and Gideon setting up the Wii. They stayed up until four a.m. playing. Gideon also accidentally threw the remote at the tv while bowling and it knicked the frame. Close call.

Lynn and Grace at Gideon's birthday get together

We had some family over for Gideon's birthday. It was so fun! We had cheesecake, played with the girls in the park, played the Wii, and of course, chatted ourselves to death. Good times.

Baby!!!

We had our first prenatal appointment today. So relieved that everything is going well and the baby sounds like it's doing fine in there. Hearing the heartbeat was so fun and amazing. It feels so real now! Gideon and I keep thinking, "are we old enough to have a baby?" I guess we'll find out in nine months!

No More Tail

Just wanted to say, that our baby's tail is gone. Woo hoo! It's now the size of a grape. We get to hear the heartbeat in 10 days. Can't wait!

Ode To The Bloat

*Note: This is NOT a picture of my stomach.*

Well, for someone who loves shopping, I sure didn't enjoy shopping for clothes tonight. Nothing fits me. My pants had to be unbuttoned all day today. Ok, lets be honest. I unzipped them, too, every time I was sitting. Granted they were on the verge of being a tad too small before I got pregnant, but they just hit their limit. I know that since I'm only about 8 weeks I'm not really "showing" yet, but lots of other parts of me sure are growing at an alarming rate! And it's not just the ladies upstairs. Although they seem to be pretty excited about this baby business too. In case you were wondering, bra shopping by yourself-especially maternity/nursing bra shopping- is always a bad idea. I have no idea what I just bought. Target doesn't have those naggy saleswomen walking around with measuring tapes the way Victoria's Secret does. I must admit I missed them, standing in Target looking like an idiot and feeling like I was picking out my first training bra or something. Totally ignorant. But I did find some semi-cute (thank you, target, for making something besides a peasant top) skirts and looser t-shirts that won't advertise how much my cup size goes up every week. Sheesh! I can't believe people pay to get those things bigger. Man. Stomach shrinking lipo, on the other hand? I can see that. I feel like I could use some right now. Let me just say, water weight and bloating make you feel about 5 months prego when you're only about two. It's just depressing knowing that it's not your precious baby sticking over your pants. It's the extra piece of cake you ate before she even got in there. But alas, I am still as happy as ever to be even having something like this to complain about! And it's really not that bad. I was so so so nauseated last weekend, but thanks to God's gift to man, ZOFRAN (an anit-nausea medication), I am feeling much more human and able to function. Crazy how a blueberry-soon-to-be-lima-bean can change your whole body and your life! I love it. It is really an amazing miracle.

Our Little Blueberry

That's right . . . we're PREGNANT!! It still feels wierd saying that. Although he/she is only the size of a blueberry, it sure is making it's presence known in there. I have been having the wierdest dreams of my life (last night I was taking care of a poopy diaper but also hangin out with the Kardashian sisters in our new mansion. What?!?), I wake up at 5 a.m. every morning to pee, and so far even dry toast makes me want to vomit. No actual regurgitation happened yet, but I am beginning to think it would be worth it if I could just enjoy one meal. I can't even look at saltine crackers any more. Oh, and poor Gideon had to just hold me and stroke my hair as I fell asleep crying the other night. I honestly can't even remember what about. I woke up thinking "why was I crying?!?" It's a little unnerving and very embarrassing having very little control over your emotions. Also, my house is a complete mess. I always pride myself on keeping a clean house, but I guess I should just get used to it now since it will never be clean again when the baby comes. But we are so happy and very excited to welcome a new little person into our family! I guess for now I just have to try to get along in there with our growing little one.

A Man

Gideon is at school right now. Drilling things into his mind that he slightly cares about, all for something he really cares about. His family. I slept in until eleven a.m. today. Him? He came to bed two hours after I did last night, about 1:45 in the morning. He was up doing homework. So dilligent. Then he woke up without the slightest hint of a complaint about the sheer exhaustion I know he feels, at 8:00 a.m. Before he left, he woke me up so we could kneel in prayer together to start the day. Ok, I use the word "kneeling" loosely here. For me at least. My heart is a little swollen as I sit here, in my cozy quiet little one bedroom apartment, enjoying the slowness of my day today as he is working away somewhere. I love that man. His hard work and kindness and positive attitude have molded my world into something more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.

365 Days.

Today is our first anniversary! This year has seriously flown by soooo fast. We have been so happy and I'm happy to say that we are even more in love than the day we got married last year-if that's even possible. Gideon surprised me today by having these beautiful flowers sent to me at work! He even picked out the ones that were pink and orange, our wedding colors. How thoughtful! I have never ever ever been given flowers in my entire life (except from my parents after my ballet recital when I was 5. Thanks guys). I felt like a million bucks! After I got off work, Gideon took his break early so we could go to lunch together. While we were eating our kneaders in the car, "our song" came on the radio! It is a really old kinda stupid song that you never hear, so it was awesome. Made us laugh that we used to love such a dorky song. We are going out Monday to actually celebrate though, with a couple's massage and dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. Yum! But today was a great day. I am so lucky to be married to such an amazing man who makes the world a better place and who makes me a better person. Thanks for a great day, Honey! Love you!

Here are a few pictures of our wedding day. . .

And some old photos of when we first started dating, almost 4 years ago! Crazy.

Miriam's Baby Shower

We threw a baby shower for Miriam last night. The best part was that Naomi surprised everyone and came down for the party from Rexburg.It was awesome. It turned out great and it was so fun to get so many women in such a small space! Watch this video and you'll see what I mean. Can't get enough!