Wednesday, July 27, 2011

No picture this time

I keep getting the strangest feeling that no one looks at our blog.  With this said, I think I'm okay to just post some thoughts and not post any pictures.  What is that you say?  You are looking at our blog?  Well then, I apologize, but suggest writing a few comments now and again so I know at least someone is sneaking a peak into our lives.  You don't have to-but if you do it just might motivate me to post a bit more.   

I've been writing in a baby journal about our adventures and my feelings while pregnant, so I haven't done a great job of posting much in this blog.  I am now 36 weeks along and am still in shock that I'm pregnant.  Even though little Ada just kicked me just now, I still feel a bit in shock that she is going to come out.  Ben and I took a 4 week class at the hospital that was AWESOME!  We learned so much about labor, delivery, anatomy, post partum, nursing, medicine, emotional as well as physical support from the husband and best of all we feel a bit more prepared to bring Ada into the world.  We made great friends, learned a lot about eachother's needs and expectations and had a tour of the hospital where she will be born.  One of the sillier parts was when Ben was laying on the hospital bed and the instructor was going over the C-section routine and she handed the baby to me, which I dropped about 2 minutes later.  The joke of course the next week was, "Stacie, don't drop the baby". 

This pregnancy journey has been AMAZING!  I have loved being pregnant and yes, we plan on this happening again.  Ben has been extra loving, if that is even possible, during the pregnancy.  I am still amazed at how well he treats me and how supportive he is during this sometimes emotional time. 

Another glimpse into how awesome Ben is- He wouldn't type this story himself... so I will. Yesterday he helped our new neighbor a few houses down (who are members of the church and were in our last ward... we basically moved into our houses the same month).  Well anyways... Matthew is 10 and his Dad doesn't live with him.  He is part of cub scouts and bought the space craft for the space derby (like the pinewood cart derby).  Ben went over to help him get it ready.  Sweet Ben had never made one before either, so they learned together.  By the time it was time to go to the derby it still wasn't finished.  They took it to the derby anyways and got last minute help there.  Well- guess who won the derby?  Matthew!!!  He got first place.  His spacecraft wasn't painted or fancy... but it worked great!  I didn't know Matthew won until he and his mom stopped by the house on their way home, (Ben was still at the church playing basketball) and there was Matthew with his certificates and a huge smile.  I couldn't believe it!! I gave him a high five and a hug.  It brought a tear to my eye.... I love the love my husbands shares with everyone!  Especially this sweet boy Matthew, who wouldn't have even gone to the activity had he not gotten the help from Ben is making the spacecraft.  Ben is amazing and I'm so excited to see him teaching our children through that same love he showed to Matthew. 

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Oma's Visit to Texas


Mom was there our first Sunday in our new ward (we hadn't moved into our house just yet though).

Our first night in our new house we busted out the sparkling cider!

Mom made Ben the happiest boy/new home owner in the world and bought him his first drill.

Our friends from Dallas came down for 4th of July.  This was our breakfast that morning and I think might even be Ben's creation.

We went to the waterway with David and Laura brown (down from Dallas) and of course not just little kids played in the fountains.

Mary was able to come over twice to visit with mom.  They even went out to a movie!
This was the concert we went to on the 3rd of July.  Complete with cannons but no fireworks (there was a ban in our area because of the drought).

David and Laura (who is also as prego as I am) watching the concert.   My feet swelled the most they ever had that night- and luckily that was the only hot and humid night Mom had to deal with.
Mom came to visit for two weeks and I was very sad to see her off at the airport.  We had so much fun packing and unpacking together- and let's not forget cleaning too.  She was our Angel and rock star for the two weeks- doing anything and everything.  We went to lots of friends houses for dinner and had lots of friends over while she was here, and I think she understands more and more why we love Texas (it's all about the people).  She's coming back for the baby and I can't wait.  I don't think I've ever had her all to myself before and I just loved every minute.  I also don't think I've ever cried so hard at the airport as I did when she left.  Luckily Ben has amazing shoulders to cry on.  We love you mom!