Today

Today I took a day off of work. Oh my gosh, it's only 8:40 but I am already feeling really great about it. Lol. Part of the intent of the day off was to see if I could actually relax and get some decent sleep for once since the stinking state decided to switch times (Pointless tradition if you ask me). I have slept MAGNIFICENTLY pretty much my entire pregnancy. Now, don't get jealous pregnant women that don't, cuz I think I deserve it. Haha. This was the only time in my life that I can say that I was sleeping well. I don't know what it is about pregnancy but it makes my sleeping life peachy. I've always had some sort of insomnia before this, so I enjoyed it while it lasted. Curse the time change, it's ruined me!!! Moving on.
I also have my last test to take for graduation. Pause, I know everyone thinks I already graduated. I walked back in August and technically (According to Taylor cuz believe me I hear about it everyday) I should have been done then. In light of my surgery and having to drop classes and Taylor being out of town for most of spring classes I opted out of finishing my classes spring semester simply because I didn't want to be stuck in Provo by myself for 6 weeks. I guess that was my first mistake. 2nd mistake was not taking them summer semester because I knew I wouldn't be able to go on my family vacation (actually, that may have not been a mistake, I would have been terribly sad to miss out on that). 3rd mistake, not recognizing that I could potentially get pregnant (despite my body saying no for 10 months prior) and getting so sick I couldn't hardly do a thing. Since morning sickness has been gone I've been diligently writing my last couple of essays for my advanced writing class though. I finally submitted the last one Saturday night and was hoping my test would be available to me today (Still crossing my fingers they call me so I can go and take it real quick). Sometimes papers are just so hard to sit down and write. My mom kept saying, "This is the last paper you will ever have to write!"And I would have believed her had I not got asked to give a talk in sacrament this week. It's basically like writing a persuasive essay, only worse cuz you have to get up and read it in front of everyone. Lol.
I will also spend some of my day sewing. I really need to finish this baby girl's (still yet to be named) crib bedding. Sometimes it is fun to sew, sometimes it is not. I'm sure in the end I'll be real proud of myself, but I somehow let my mom and sister talk me into going ALL OUT for this thing. I mean I'm glad they have but it just makes it longer. Haha. They say, "You should put ruffles on it and lace and this and that." And I think, "Isn't that just going to take me longer?" My mom quickly tells me that if I'm not going to do it right then I'm just wasting my time. Haha. I trust her, so I just do it. So basically this is going to be one amazing bed set and quilt. All thanks to my momma's help. Thank you, kindly.

Anyway, just updating my life on here. Haha. Now it's off to Joanns to buy some lace. Can't wait to see this thing completed! Only 37 days until baby's due date.

And now to add to the list, I guess I am going to ride my unicycle for my sister's little joy school class. I hope they find it comical seeing a preggo girl on a unicycle.

Being a Parent

Ya ya, so technically I'm not a parent yet...but I came across this quote today:

Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.
~ Elizabeth Stone

I've already found this to be true. Sometimes I see other children being left out of groups and I think of my own children someday and all the hard things they will endure. My heart becomes so heavy, literally I feel like it weighs me down. I think it's more painful than experiencing it yourself. I mean, my child isn't even part of this world yet and already I find my heart aching and pleading for her happiness. I've said to my mom, becoming a parent is probably the hardest thing I'll ever do. Not because my kids will keep me from getting a full 8 hours of rest each night, or because they will embarrass me by throwing tantrums in the store but simply because I don't think my mind and spirit will ever be able to truly be at rest/peace until our lives on this earth are over. But then again...maybe I'll be a heavenly mother at that point and have millions of children and the worry and concern will be a million times worse? I don't know. I'm excited for this child, our child, and I just hope and pray that in a world that will constantly be trying to tear her down, I will be able to show her where true happiness and love can be found. 

Love you baby girl!