my belly

Our fam is cursed with stretch marks (no elasticity in our skin) so I REALLY wanted 1st baby maternity pics. But come on, these aren't pics just anyone can do. So seeing as I have excellent photographers in my family, Brooke graciously took these pics for me Sunday morning before I flew home.

* view the following at your own risk

baby b and me 31 weeks

I will forever cherish these photographs and this time in my life.

Motherhood is simply beautiful and I can't wait to fully step into her shoes.

Thank you Brooke, for these memories.

A shower for B

Some of you may wonder if it is hard having an amazing mom and sisters ....

No, no it is not.

And I really am just tickled that they felt it important for me to have a shower from them.

This whole pregnancy has been a sort of "rite of passage" that I am thoroughly enjoying. When I was at my sisters showers I never knew what it all meant. I thought gifts of course, you need baby stuff. But more than anything I have felt so much love and support for this little baby boy growing inside of me. Who would have thought that people (besides myself and Nate) love this baby already?

Well, if nothing else was accomplished this weekend

I felt loved

I felt that my baby was loved

AND I

loved that.

All of my sisters made some serious sacrifices to make this happen.

Brooke really outdid herself on decor. I'm going to say at least 3 hours spent and all for a 2 hour shower. I was so sad to just take it down after. Kennan was master soup maker. Robyn drove the 4 hours from St George in stormy weather just to be a part of the group.

So you see, not hard at all to have amazing sisters.

The food was delic and so much fun to put together. Friday night was spent baking, cooking, and decorating .

We just laughed, chatted, and munched all through the blizzardy night.

My mom is dream maker if you didn't know....

Part of the rite of passage into motherhood is my mother making my baby his bedding. Really, there is nothing she can't make. I dreamed up this bedding and she made it come true. I know she spent countless hours and frustrations making it just right and well... it speaks for itself.

.perfect.

And since mr camera is still MIA, these pics were all stolen from Brooke's blog (however it does feel nice having such excellent photos)

Here is me, 31 weeks, tickled pink, at my shower, for my baby boy.

Thank you family and friends for coming to celebrate my baby with me. I appreciate all who were there and am continually refolding and examining each of baby B's gifts :)

ps flying at 31 weeks during the Sundance film festival WAS a nightmare.

NIGHTMARE.

Luckily I am home safe and sound growing exponentially.

Our baby meets 3-D

Do I love this little guy more now that he has a face?

I don't know, but I do love the the cute little face that we met this last Wednesday

35 straight minutes of ultrasound with lots of pictures to take home and admire :)

Little man pursing his big lips

Just getting comfortable with his hand and foot in his face
That's definitely a Clark big toe and possibly a Williams tuck toe


Our sweetest picture....

I

Love

You

B

He gave us a wave (you can see it in 4-d)

And all smooshied up

He weighed an estimated 3 lbs 3 oz at 30 weeks 1 day
with a 7 1/2 inch diameter head (whew... already getting big)
I can't even tell you how much we adore this baby growing in side of me
AND
I have decided, this is the coolest thing I have ever done.
I was never one growing up who played with dolls and dreamed of the day I'd have my own. I was more the child who dreamed of world travels and exotic experiences.
Let me just say this, this is WAY better.
Love you baby B

2010

I AM really excited for this year.

But I also AM very blue today.

It is probably my new found day off and pregnancy hormones that are coursing through my veins that are making me this way but I can't seem to get the energy to put my house back together and get ready for the day right now.

It seems for the last 6 months I've been telling myself and envisioning myself in a comfortable home with a new baby who has everything he could want and need. Because I've been assuming such things I just KNEW when our lease at our apartment was up (Jan 31st) we would find ourselves in a home.

Well, yesterday reality kicked in and said home is looking very bleak before mr. 11 weeks and 3 days arrives. I can't really explain it, but this is simply devastating to me. I keep trying to rationalize with myself that it is NOT a big deal and everything will work out fine but I can't shake these blues. I think what makes me feel more terrible than anything is that all the important things (healthy baby, loving husband with good job) are in line and I really am countlessly blessed right at this moment with so many things. But my heart breaks for my baby if he doesn't have a nursery and has to lay on the hazardous carpet in our apartment.

I am so oober excited for baby B to arrive but I feel so homeless.

I know... we are not homeless and we are very fortunate for the things we have.

But today I am blue about it and I think I'll go climb back in bed.

P.S. no pictures for bloggy, I seem to have left camera in Utah and he won't be arriving for another week.