Sunday, October 16, 2016

Temples



Last Monday we had a FHE (Family Home Evening) about temples (maybe our first FHE with Mack ever...yikes). We went to our beautiful Kansas City Temple to walk the grounds and talk to Mack about how special it was. So that got Ryan and I thinking that we should probably make it to the temple soon. We both had that Friday off so we found a sitter and decided to go. Ryan got onto Family Search that night just "for fun" to "see if I can find anything." He ended up finding A TON of names. His mom is a first generation mormon and so the work to do on her line is basically never ending. It is overwhelming and amazing. We were able to find a couple on his dad's line from the 1600's. Ryan got emotional as he found those names and said to me multiple times, "I think I know them." It was pretty tender. Also tender is sitting in the temple with your spouse that you cannot comprehend existing without. I am sooooo thankful to be with Ryan (& our family) forever. I take it for granted, I know. But moments like this help me realize how much it really all means to me.
XOXO

Saturday, October 8, 2016

HELLO OCTOBER



I started typing out "HELLO SEPTEMBER" until I realized it's October 8th and time is a really funny thing once you're a mom and you function with much smaller portion of your brain than before.
Here's my brain dump for SOCTOBER (Sept + Oct).




Ryan & I were able to go on a babymoon to his favorite place in the world, San Diego towards the end of September. A couple of days before we left I noticed I was starting to feel sick (sore throat, congestion, cough, etc...) & I thought, alright I'll rest up and be good to go for the trip. But of course the first day we're there I feel absolutely horrible, couldn't breathe, coughing every 2 steps, no energy. I knew what this was. I get it every 2 years or so and it knocks me out for at least a week and a half. B R O N C H I T I S. (side note--that night we saw a movie and I spilled my entire 64oz RED DRINK all over myself at the beginning of the movie. So I sat there shivering, wet, cold, sick, and RED. I told Ryan I wanted to go home right then and there). I was so mad at the world. Here was my chance to get a break, enjoy much overdue time with my husband in the most beautiful place in the country and all I wanted to do was crawl into bed. I cried so hard that night and threw a major hissy fit and threw a bunch of stuff. So, Ryan gave me a blessing, I took a hot shower, and I went to bed. The next day I still felt pretty crappy, but I also felt an added measure of strength and energy that I didn't have the day before. I literally felt lifted up and it was nothing short of a miracle.

I pulled myself together and we had a nice time, albeit I was still feeling lazy but Ryan was perfectly happy lounging and eating and relaxing right along with me. He's a gem.


Goofy hotel picture of myself at 28 weeks. I have this really weird love for hotels.





This is what our mornings at home look like. Mack usually wakes us up between 7-7:30 by yelling out "MAMAAAAA." I'm not a morning person but that always makes me laugh. I go into his room and he'll grab his dog and favorite blanket and then he wants to get into our bed and watch "Melmo" or "Choo" with some sort of breakfast. He'll sit there for at least 30 minutes (sometimes I'll get to go back to sleep) & it's totally the best. I love lazy mornings with him.



We've been trying to get out and do fun fall things more this year because...well, fall. We went to an apple festival last weekend and it was mostly us chasing Mack around trying to keep him from destroying every booth we walked past. And then we went to a pumpkin patch earlier this week and had pumpkin doughnuts and went on a hayride and fed animals and it was perfection. FALL. WHY ARE YOU THE BEST?
Also I want more of the pumpkin doughnuts.



Mack's latest acts of mischievousness include climbing to the top of a ladder by himself in less than 3 minutes, and eating a half of a pack of gum. The kid loves the gum. He gets it from me.

I'm almost 30 weeks pregnant and baby is still breech. It's actually incredibly uncomfortable. I can feel almost her every movement, which is sorta nice, because with Mack I often got worried he wasn't moving enough. But she's nestled in my right ribs and I think she thinks my ribs are some kind of soothing object. I hope she learns that my pelvis is much much better.
XOXO