Oh the Joy!

Okay so I'm sitting here tonight swollen, unable to breath, and well, lets just be honest, huge. My lovely husband is sitting next to me as I eat a string cheese and drink a bottle of water. He proceeds to tell me that I am "like a WWF wrestler." Okay what does that mean? Well he says, "your breathing so loud, chomping your cheese, and guzzling your water (I'm assuming the same way Napoleon Dynamite drinks his gatorade.)" I was like, "do you have any idea how sad it makes me when I already know I'm a mess." So I am now going to tell you all the wonderful, (at another time funny) things he has referenced me too. Here you go. "Hey Laurel, your feet look like a blown up latex glove with the fingers just poking out the top." That same day he said, "now you look like a cake that has the candles poked in it, but there is frosting coming up around the candle." Thanks Nick. One day we were sitting at a picnic table, that is tipsy, and someone sitting on the other side got up and we about tipped over. Nick says, "Don't mind the fat lards sitting over here." Wow, what a hit. I was really upset after that one. He tried to fix it by saying, "I meant I was the fat lard and you're, pregnant!" That is all I can think of right now, but I've got some other good ones from various people. One Sunday I got stopped in the hall at church by someone I have never talked to in my life. She asks me, "when are you due?" I say, "July 12." She then says, "You're HUGE!" If I had a gun with me the poor woman probably would have been shot. I really was on the verge of punching her so I had to walk away. The next week we were at a baptism in our ward, and the second counselor in our bishopric asks, "So you are going to pop any minute right?" Wrong I had 11 weeks left at that point. When I told him that he then asks, "Is there just one in there?" Again the gun popped into my head. Well this Sunday again, the same counselor asks the same question. Thankfully I was in a better mood, and I only have 7 weeks left. Six if I'm lucky. Well I will someday get a good laugh out of all of the comments, but for now I'll just eat and wallow in the fact that I am 71/2 months pregnant and shouldn't be tiny! I'm eatin it up while I can. I would love to hear similar experiences if you have any.

Happy Mother's Day

To all the mom's in our lives, we want to wish you a very happy Mother's Day. We feel extrememly blessed to have our mother's in our lives and don't know what we would do without them. So to DeAnn and Susan, we love you and can't wait to see you. Eight weeks mom!!! Susan a few after that!!! For my mommy day, Nick bought me a dress he picked out all by himself, the only problem is, it doesn't fit. So I told him we would take it back and buy a smaller size for when I lose all my weight. I love Nick and am so thankful to have him in my life. To Sydney, I feel so blessed that Heavenly Father sent you to our home. I know some days are better than others, but you are a true joy to me. I am so thankful for the opportunity I have to nurture and raise you. You little boogaboo! I love you. Thanks for letting me be your mommy.

Finally

Well after two weeks of letting the car dry, it finally happened. We got the car put back together and it is dry and doesn't stink. Yay, for husbands who are brave enough to try crazy things like tearing your car apart and putting it back together. So I don't have any pictures, but it just looks like a car. So I'm a happy camper. That's about all that is going on here.