Hello crazy.

After announcing we were expecting, everyone who has children (and even some people who have no kids) piped in on how to be the best parent. 

I could have wrote a book on the do's and do not's of parenthood. Seriously.

But even the most experienced parents can't prepare you completely for being a mother. There are just some things you have to learn yourself. 

With Archer it started the day he was born. 

In the hospital, newborns go through a series of tests several times. Our little Archer bear didn't pass his hearing test in his right ear. The test they do in the hospital is just pass or fail. He passed one ear and failed the other...three times. 

So we were scheduled to come back A few weeks later and he still failed. Once again we rescheduled for a couple weeks out and when we came back he STILL FAILED his right ear hearing test. Since it is pass or fail, we have to do a more extensive diagnostic test to know if he is completely deaf in his ear or just minor.

*side note: the whole month of September we have zero health insurance. Since Brandon switched jobs we have to switch insurances and it just so happens that we had 30 days without any.*

At this time is was the end of august and the diagnostic test is about $900 without insirance... And we don't have that money...so we decided to hold off on the test, only because it doesn't hurt Archer to go without the test. 

In the month of September we ended up at the doctors because archer had a fever, then in the insta care for a large bump on one of his little testicles.. :(

Let me tell you, insta care is not cheap! 

We found out that Archer had what's called an Inguinal Hernia. 

What I understand... Boys little parts come from the intestines? I dont know. But after they decend, they are supposed to close off and sometimes they don't. So my poor baby's intestines were literally looped down in his scrotum. Ugh, doesn't that sound so dang sad. 

We scheduled surgery for October 6th, we decided to wait so our new insurance was in gear. These little surgeries can run upwards of $15,000. H o l y. H e l l. 

Last night my sweet husband and father gave me and archer a blessing. I had completely forgotten the power that priesthood holders have.. And I definitely need to stop making excuses for missing church haha.

This morning we got up at 6:00 and headed to primary childrens hospital. I had to give my baby up to the doctor, screaming his lungs out, and watch him walk through the door to be put under anesthesia.. My TWO MONTH OLD BABY has to be put under. Man that just killed me. 

We waited over an hour and got called back to see Archer. 

I am super emotional as it is, and seeing Acher still Loopy from drugs was heart breaking. And on top of that, his oxygen levels were very low so we had to stay for several hours after until they stabilized. 

Archers doctor came back to talk to us and said the surgery was very successful and the hernia was fixed, along with a hydrocele removal. 

My poor babe has been a sad monkey all day.. I hate seeing him in pain and not being able to take it away completely!  

So basically that's our crazy life right now. I sure hope it helps Archer feel better in the long run...being a parent is hard. 

Trying to know what to do and not to do for your child is so hard. 

As hard as today (and the last two months) Have been, I can't help but sneak into the room after I put him to bed, and just watch him sleep. He is the best blessing to come into my life! 

His cute little fingers and ears... His perky little lips puckered up. HE IS SO CUTE!  

I'm feelin' twenty twooooo

Well, it was my birthday today. And if you know me, you know I love birthdays (mostly mine) more than anythinggggg! 

My poor husband has been saving and preparing basically since my last birthday haha! But I had the best day:)

A couple weeks ago, Brandon asked me if I wanted one of my gifts early, and of course I didn't hesitate! He pulls out a little envelope with a LARGE sum of cash in it. He had been saving on the side (or selling drugs)  to give me a post-baby shopping spree! 

I still haven't got back to where I want to be after having Archer and I literally only fit into two pairs of my old jeans so this present was not only very wanted, it was needed ;). 

The past couple weeks have been super fun getting new clothes that help make me feel more normal. 

Then over the weekend Brandon came home with my other present! Side note: if you haven't noticed already, we can't keep secrets, presents are always shown or told before they are supposed to haha. 

So he knocks on our front door and I answer, he is sitting there with a painting of our family!! The cutest most amazing painting and totally my husbands style:) I love it! It's seriously perfect, I mean it even has sharky in it! 

So my actually birthday today was just as awesome as the last couple weeks building up to it. 

I met my older sister and mom at the outlets at traverse mountain and we did a little shopping:) then we ate lunch at kneaders! 

I love kneaders:) it has a place in my heart, Brandon proposed to Me there! 

After lunch I colored bre's hair because we have family pictures coming up and who wants roots?!

For dinner me and my hubs went to salt lake to endulge in the best steak ever! Ruth's Chris is highly recommended if you like pretending you're extremely fancy and rich, I know we had fun! 

The food was to die for and I got a cheese cake for free since It was my birthday! 

It was a great birthday and I couldn't have asked for more! I am super spoiled and have the best family! 

Plus my husband is about the best thing ever.

My boys

Nothing makes me happier then seeing archer smiling up at his daddy. 

And Brandon can ALWAYS make him smile! ( I'm still working on it, he just stares at me.)

I love capturing these moments! I go back through my pictures all the time to look at them. Melts my heart <3

Yesterday archer bear was 7 weeks old! It really has gone by so fast but I love it. Every day he is more and more aware, and I can finally see a light at the end on the tunnel with his colic-it's far away, but I see it! 

Some of Archers favorite things are:

•boobs

•bottles

•facing outward while being held

•listening to piano music 

•the blow dryer  

•laying on his changing table 

•baths 

•sleeping in funny positions

•being outside 

Some of the things Archer doesn't like:

•having a wet diaper 

•being inside

•being cold after the bath 

•lotion 

•his bouncy chair

•his swing

•sleeping on his back 

•the fact that he doesn't have control of his arms and scratches his eyes the second his gloves come off

Blessing Day.

Yesterday our little Archer bear was blessed by his dad. 

It was such amazing day for our family!...but it was one wild day. 

A couple weeks ago I contacted our ward bishop and told him we wanted to bless our baby on a Saturday,not Sunday; We wanted just our closest family and friends there, a small, simple blessing.

Our bishop was totally fine with that! And said someone would be there from the bishopric.

Yesterday morning I had Brandon text the secretary to make sure someone would be there and the doors would be unlocked at the church, oh of course they had totally spaced it but he said someone would be there a little late. 

'A little late' turned into 45 minutes late! We legitly had 40 people waiting that whole time for this counseler. 

Finally one of Brandon's uncles who is a former bishop, told us that we actually didn't need the bishopric there! 

So we started! 

Opening song, prayer, and the blessing happened before he got there haha. 

The blessing was the most amazing thing to experience as a mother and wife! Archer cried his little heart out the whole time (I just say he was emotional because of the words his father was saying to him)  it was perfect. 

After the blessing we sang a closing song and during that, the bishopric counseler came in haha... Brandon told him what had happened and I guess he was at our house!!

Miss communication I guess. But that's okay because our little baby got blessed and we had all our family and friends by our side. 

Sappy sappy.

I want to share a poem that my older sister shared with me earlier today. It's super long but take the time to read it if you are a mother! 

'From the moment you hold your baby in your arms you will never be the same

You might long for the person you were before 
When you had freedom and time
And nothing in particular to worry about

You will know tiredness like you never knew it before
Days will run into days that are exactly the same
Full of feedings and burping
Nappy changes and crying
Whining and fighting
Naps or a lack of naps
It might seem like a never-ending cycle

But don’t forget…

There is a last time for everything
There will come a time when you will feed your baby for the very last time
They will fall asleep on you after a long day
And it will be the last time you ever hold your sleeping child

One day you will carry them on your hip then set them down 
And never pick them up that way again
You will scrub their hair in the bath for one last time 
And from that day on they will want to bathe alone

They will hold your hand to cross the road 
Then will never reach for it again
They will creep into your room at midnight for cuddles
And it will be the last night you ever wake to this

One afternoon you will sing “the wheels on the bus” and do all the actions
Then never sing them that song again

They will kiss you goodbye at the school gate 
The next day they will ask to walk to the gate alone

You will read a final bedtime story and wipe your last dirty face
They will run to you with arms raised for the very last time.

The thing is, you won’t even know it’s the last time 
Until there are no more times. And even then, it will take you a while to realise.

So while you are living in these times, remember there are only so many of them and when they are gone, you will yearn for just one more day of them.
For one last time.'

I know it's crazy long but that'll pull at your heart strings!! 

It's 5:30 in the morning and I just finished feeding archer for the second time tonight. He is fast asleep but I don't want to put him down. 

As some of you know, Archer has been a very hard baby and it's tested me in every way. I sure do love him but parenthood is hard. 

I always find myself wishing for the next day, month and even year. Wishing for him to hold his head up, roll over, crawl, walk, and talk. 

Bre read this poem to me and we both had tears in our eyes. Ugh. 

Who knows when I will get up in the night to feed my little monkey, burp him and put him back down..

When he is older, who knows when I will hold his hand for the last time, or when he decides he is too old for my mommy kisses. 

We shouldn't take parenthood for granted, (easier said then done) especially being a mom. I feel we tend to push for the next day and forget the important things. 

I'm blabbing I know but it's just crazy. CRAZY! 

Geez.  us mothers are lucky..

The gift to be pregnant, have children, and have that special bond with them. 

It's definitely time for me to slow down and appreciate my baby, because he might grow out of that baby baby stage.. But then he will won't snuggle me. That's the best thing in the whole world...baby snuggles. 

Okay sappy rant over. 

P.s. My babe started smiling the other day! I sure hope that never has it's lasts:) 

Remember that one time?

So to clear up my crazy purple hair, you have to know the whole story:).

For a few months now I have been showing Brandon pictures of that awesome grey/lavender hair and I just love it! I kept telling him I wanted to do it and of course, he was all for it! Brandon loves funky stuff like that. 

Thursday morning I decided to surprise him and do it. I texted my friend who I work with and she had an opening that morning!! 

I ran (drove) to salon centric; a store where licensed cosmetologists can buy color, tools etc...

I asked them where their provana color was and told them what I wanted to do. One mean worker girl who was so sassy told me they were out of lavender. BUT. If I mixed the vibrant purple with some clear color to dilute it, it would be the exact same. 

Once I get in my head something I want, I have a REALLY hard time waiting for it. I WANT IT NOW. So even though I had a bad feeling in the back of my head, I bought the clear and vibrant purple haha. 

I went back to the salon and Kimber mixed it up. Legit p u r p l e. Like the brightest crazy purple haha. We slapped it on my hair anyway.. Goodbye perfect blonde. 

So then I was purple. HAHAHA.

The girl at salon centric is a liar.

I actually liked it at first! But once I got home and the more I looked at it I kind of wanted to die. 

Only white trash people have their whole head bright purple (sorry if you're not white trash and have this hair). 

Luckily the next day another girl I work with had time to do a bleach wash on it. A bleach wash is just bleach diluted with warm water. We wags it over my hair for a few minutes and it pulls the purple right out. 

Now I have that awesome grey/violet I wanted all along! And a cool story and pictures to go with. 

I don't have any good pictures of my hair now so enjoy this crappy one, except my bath bear is the cutest thing ever:).

At least I have a funny story to tell later on, right?! 'Remember that one time I had purple hair...'

Call us crazy.

Guess what.

Yep. We couldn't stay away. 

We were literally counting down the days till I had Archer because that meant we could get cats again! As some of you know, we had to baby kitties in December that we loved! But unfortunately allergies got the best of us; they were long haired cats. Also having cats while being pregnant supposedly isn't good...so we had to give mowgli and peanut away :(

BUT!

I had archer, life got *somewhat* settled and today on Facebook I saw that best friends animal shelter was having a promotion on baby kitties because they had too many. I asked Brandon what he thought (like I even had to ask, I knew the answer) and he jumped right on that! 

So we packed up baby and headed to salt lake to pick up two more children. It took a while of playing with all the kitties to feel a connection (yes we are those weird people who have to connect with their animals) but finally we found Forrest and Dyson! 

It was seriously the cutest thing. Dyson walked right up to me meowing and I was instantly in love. 

And Forrest was being held by a lady when we first got there, but her daughter wanted another cat. She was telling us how she visits several times a week just to play with the cats and loved little Forrest. So we played with him and he is such a little cuddle ball. 

Ugh we are so in love, and I don't even care that everyone hates cats. WE LOVE CATS AND WE ARE PROUD-spongebob reference.... Ya know? Where he thinks he is ugly but it's really just his breath?-

Anyway we are happy and now we have four kids!

Sharky, Forrest, Dyson and Archer! 

^ Dyson; he is seriously so so tiny it's adorable.

^ Forrest; not the best picture but he is such a calm little kitty!

^ and duh. Can't forget baby Archer. I can't get enough of him. Plus he is ONE MONTH on Wednesday. Wow.

^and sharky boy. He is a punk. He killed his five siblings. 

Summer 2014

to say 'this summer has been stressful' would be the understatement of FOREVER.
As some of you know, Brandon was the ceramics teacher at Pleasant Grove High School. his students absolutely l o v e d him! He made amazing friend-ships and helped out many kids with drug addiction, attendance problems, and was just someone all his kids could go to to talk and get things off their chest. he did great things at that school. he raised thousands of dollars to get clay, throwing wheels and supplies...but unfortunately not everyone saw what brandon was doing, and also brandon didn't exactly jump through all the 'hoops' the people wanted him to. Brandon is a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants kind of guy and it just wasn't what they wanted.
Teachers don't work during the summer, obviously, so Brandon applied at DoTerra and got a job in the call center just to make a little extra cash over the summer to put towards baby diapers(those things are so blasted expensive!).  he started training for DoTerra last may, while school was still in, and then started in the call center the first of June. just a week after school ended we got a lovely letter in the mail basically saying Brandon would not be a teacher at PGHS anymore.
it might not have been a big deal if i wasnt pregnant and going on maternity leave the middle of july, or if we didn't have a mortgage, or car payments, or if we wanted to starve..haha! it wasn't good at all.
Brandon would continue to get paid from alpine school district through august and he had his call center job.. but that job was hardly enough to cover half out bills. He frantically started searching for a job because once august hit we would be SOL.
Many schools called Brandon to interview him but we were always a step behind, every school he applied to, they would interview him, having someone else in mind for the job. we were so stressed and my job at the salon had hit a slow couple weeks so i wasn't making what i normally do.
that was seriously the longest couple months of my life!
DoTerra was hiring a few positions and only offering them to employees already with the company. Brandon applied to two of them, and got called in for an interview in mid july. the lady who interview him said she was very interested in hiring him for a new position that hadn't even been made yet. when i heard that i was so worried that it would end up not working out because that how our summer had been, literally brandon went to probably ten interviews just in that month and a half and didn't score one of the jobs.
anyway, two weeks passed and we heard nothing. it was the end of july and i was done working and waiting for our baby to come. just a few days before Archer was born, Brandon got a call offering him a corporate job up in DoTerra as a Training Coordinator for DoTerra International.
i swear that is what put me into labor; the stress being lifted from our shoulders haha. it was such a blessing! He started his first day the next week and has been there three weeks now!
i am so beyond grateful for my amazing husband and all his hard work. he was so determined to give us all that we need, he was willing to work several jobs to cover our bills. this job came just in time and he loves it.
it was a stressful summer and we didn't know if we would have to sell our condo or baby (kidding) but it worked out and i start back to work the first of september! we are counting our blessings for sure.

in honor of all the kids starting back to school today, and my husband not starting  back to school (which he is so grateful for now, he loves his new job!) i took this cute picture of him and his new haircut and cheetah bow tie. i love love love him so much. my sexy business man.

Archer Michael Berrett: birth story.

I now completely understand all those women you see in public places just letting their ba-donks out to Brest feed their baby.

But let's start from the beginning.

It was our wedding night...haha just kidding. Not that far back. 

 So my last post I explained how on that Monday I got my membranes stripped and it basically did nothing. Obviously. It either works in two days or not at all. 

Continuing on with that story; So that week rolls on and my cute husband still has me in baby boot camp; pine apple, walking curbs, raspberry leaf tea, bouncing on the exercise ball, doing the dirty, we seriously did EVERYTHING to get this baby out and I just never felt different. Contractions here and there, even ones I could count, but it just never got bad.

Sunday morning, July-27, I woke up to another one of those light contractions around 8:30 am. I didn't think anything of it and grabbed my phone to do my morning routine of social media, and about five minutes later it hit me again. Another light contraction. I still wasn't worried or getting excited but I had a feeling this time might be different. I started timing them and by the time Brandon work up around 10:00 it had been a solid hour and a half of contractions every five minutes. They still weren't super bad but they were getting there! We laid in bed for a minute and I finally mentioned to him what was going on. He asked what we should do and duh! I had to get my makeup on! Haha so I started getting ready for the day, I just had to pause for those dang contractions! Brandon maybe had a slight freak out and started going ham on cleaning the house. Not like picking up dirty laundry, like move everything out of the kitchen and get down on your hands and knees! 

By the time I had done my makeup and hair I could hardly walk when the contractions hit, they were still 5 minutes apart but getting bad. We called our parents and told them what was happening and decided to go to the hospital just to get checked out.

One thing hospitals do that expecting mothers don't know about; if you go into labor before your due date, they won't believe you. The nurses make you sit in a room for up to an hour with the machine monitoring you. 

We got to american fork hospital right before noon and they pulled me back into a room and checked my cervix, I was dilated to a 3.5. She hooked me up to a machine and left. Oh boy was that hour P U R E. H E L L. 

My contractions were every minute or two at that point and beyond painful poor Brandon had no idea what to do! My older sister had her cute boy all natural (she is crazy) and was telling me little tips and tricks on how to keep your body calm to help the contractions. I call bull shit on all of that. There is no such thing to help contractions Haha. They are of the devil and that's it. 

Okay so after the hour in that room the nurse comes back and checks me, lucky I had progressed so they could admit me! At 1:00 I was dilated to a 4.5.

So we move rooms and luckily the Anistesologist (did I spell that right?) was right there waiting and I got my epidural fast! Epidurals don't hurt, but there is like annoying pressure and a baby poke as he is doing it. The worst part was the antibiotics I had to get in my IV for being positive for what is called 'group B Strep'. It's nothing crazy but I need it to prevent the baby from getting it. The antibiotic was penicillin. It hurt so so so so bad going through my arm! For a good five minutes I felt like my arm was going to fall off, it probably would have been better if it had. 

*From here on my story moves pretty dang quick so hang in there! I'm sorry this is such a long post!*

So once I got my epidural, our families and my good friend Madie show up. I was feeling so freaking good at that point, watching the monitor say my contractions were twice the strenght they were before, but I COULDN'T FEEL A THING! It was amazing. 

The nurse came back to check me, I was at a 6 at 2:30 pm! Progressing very fast. My doctor showed up at 3:30 to break my water and I was dilated to an 8. By 4:15 I was a full 10 dilated and ready to push! What amazing feeling that is. I couldn't feel anything down there so I really didn't know if I was pushing, but the people in the delivery room all kept saying, 'look at all that hair!' Haha so I figured I was doing good. 

Fifteen minutes later or beautiful Archer made his was into this world. Screaming and waving his long fingers around. 7lbs 1oz and 19 inches long. He is perfect. Absolutely perfect. 

A few things about after delivery: emotions are off the chart; way worse then during pregnancy, nurses have to push on your stomach to check everything and it hurts really bad, and you dread going to the bathroom. 

Breast feeding is really hard.. But we are getting the hang of it. My little man is the light of our world and we love him so much. I am just so happy to be home now!

This is my world and I could stare at it all day. I couldn't have asked for a better husband. He has done beyond what I asked everytime and goes so far out of his way for our family. He is such an amazing father.

Eviction notice.

Well I have hit full term! Although these days, most doctors don't consider you full term until around 39 weeks, I am 37 and a half weeks and ready to be done! 

Yesterday at my doctors appointment I was dilated to a 3 and fully effaced...how can I be FULLY EFFACED and not be in labor?! 

My doctor literally laughed when he checked me and said I was fully effaced. Me and Brandon still have no idea what we are doing so we were like, 'well what now?' Haha. I really like my doctor! (Side note: he actually delivered me and all my siblings! And now my baby, pretty cool!) so I definitely want him to be the one to deliver my babe, even though all he does is come in at the last part and then leave..

Anyway. This is on a Monday right? So doctor Corey tells me and Brandon that he will be gone from Wednesday night to Saturday night and he wants us to meet his partner doctor incase I go into labor while he is gone. Grrrrreat. Of course that would happen to me, Have my baby while my doctor is out of town. So basically we have two days to have this thing or hope he stays in till next week which is VERY unlikely to happen. 

I asked my doctor how he felt about stripping my membrabes and he agreed immediately. With how far along I already was he felt like I would come fast. 

For those who don't know, membrane stripping is... Well freak I don't even know. Google it. Some uncomfortable thing he does to my cervix or uterus wall that separates two things from each other? Haha but it's supposed to help induce labor. What I DO know about it is it either works within 24-48 hours or won't work at all. 

For some weird reason I freaked out and decided I didn't want to strip my membranes.. So me and Brandon left the Doctors and Brandon headed to work. 

A couple hours later after talking to my sister and mom we decided it couldn't hurt anything! If it works, great! If not, we are back to square one, wondering if he will come while my doctor is gone. Oh! And my in-laws would be gone that same time also. Awesome huh?

I called my doctor around 12:30 pm and told him I had changed my mind and wanted to come back to strip my membranes, he said to come back in right then! Ah! So I drive back, got it done, and went over to my parents house. Membrane stripping does not hurt p.s. It it's just very uncomfortable. 

So I colored my sisters hair and we went to mosey around the DI. By then it was about 3:30 and I was already spotting (gross, sorry) and cramping. So I was getting excited! 

Brandon got off work and we met back at our house. He turned into a freaking drill Sargent and was trying to make me down red raspberry leaf tea, walk curbs and anything else we could think of or google that induces labor haha. 

We went to the store and bought a pineapple, I found some crazy pregnancy dance that made Brandon pee his pants laughing while he watched me do it, and I took a nap:). Last night about 9:00 pm we went out to walk curbs and stairs and my legs were already sore from that dang pregnancy dance! But we walked for about 20 minutes before i was done and tired. 

After I cooled off, our baby was dancing around inside me and Brandon got to feel his little feet popping out of my sides for a good half an hour! I love when Brandon gets to feel him:). 

I just wish he could feel his feet OUTSIDE my body haha! 

I went to sleep last night with some pretty knarly cramping and mild contractions...it is now 5:00 pm on Tuesday, so about 29 hours since the stripping... And no baby. But contractions are happening so that is a plus. Another plus is I don't need my kitchen table anymore!! I have my own built-in table to hold all this nasty pineapple I am trying to eat. Lets hope hope hope baby Berrett comes tomorrow! 

large and in charge.

With only five weeks till my due date and a baby who is trying to come early, I can't help but look back on the last month and how much I have changed! Right now baby Berrett is measuring almost 5 pounds and 18 inches long! He definitely is a mover and loves to stretch out up in my ribs. Even though I have been having either contractions or R E A L L Y painful Braxton hicks, I'm kind of sad to have this baby! Every night as I'm falling asleep, and when I wake up, just laying in bed, he goes crazy. I swear I can see his little toes as his feet kick out of my sides. I love my quiet time with our little man. It's the most amazing feeling ever, knowing I am lucky enough to carry a human inside me. 

BUT! On the flip side, I get to be a freaking mom and I want this kid out of me so I can make sure he isn't ugly.... I'm really worried he might be funny looking. I mean me and Brandon are pretty dang sexy;) but sometimes cute couples have ugly kids... Either way I know we will love him. And if not there is always plastic surgery.... Haha kidding! I'm so mean. 

Although the last few weeks of belly pictures have been making me rreeaallllyy sad, it's funny to see how baby Berrett's position makes my stomach really poop out, sit lower, or seem (somewhat) small(ish). 

^If only you could see my pants in this picture, I had on normal jeans and I'm pretty sure the pony tail holding them together was about to pop. 

^baby Berrett sticks his butt out and it's the funniest thing, but it makes my belly look kind of pokey looking like in this picture. 

^i don't know what the crap went down this week but I was HUGE! Very round and... Huge. This is the week I had a melt down and cried to my husband haha.

^And the most recent picture. Still big, but not like the last picture. My back constantly hurts, I am out of breath walking the 30 seconds from my house to my work, and my most favorite treat of all time (popcorn) makes me sick. 

But seriously. Over all I love being pregnant, It was meant for me. I have one pretty perfect life I must say. 

Sneak peek

Like most people, we are keeping our baby's name a secret...unless you ask me, then I'll tell you haha. But we also don't want to go flaunting the nursery around either! We are so freaking excited for it to come together and we are getting so close:). 

Baby Berrett already has more clothes then me! He is definitely going to be a romper baby, i mean seriously, those things couldn't get any cuter. We are still debating on what his outfit will be to come home from the hospital, but right now it's that cute little jean romper in the front! Beauty before comfort right? ;)

I had to sneak a peek of Brandon's favorite thing about the nursery, Because it's pretty freaking awesome. I just can't wait!! 

These are our colors:) plus a little gold here and there. I cannot wait for it all to be finished! Little Berrett is already one spoiled baby...and I love it. 

Last night me and Brandon had A 'oh crap' moment, realizing we are less then 8 weeks from having our sweet boy. I guess you can only prepare so much for something you've never had, we couldn't be more excited and nervous:).

Baby vogue

Pregnancy brings a lot of discomfort to your life. You feel chubby and tired all the time, your feet swell up, you get stretch marks, your extremely hormonal, it's seriously a joyous time;).

But really. Pregnancy to me feels like it was meant for me. Besides all the downfalls it has, it's the most amazing feeling knowing I'm growing a HUMAN inside me. SO CRAZY! It blows my freaking mind every time our baby boy moves inside me. I could cry. Sometimes I do haha, hormones, what to ya do. 

But it's still hard. Its hard having to lean forward to see my own swollen toes, It's hard walking up after a wonderful 8 hours of sleep and feeling like a bus hit me, I'm a l w a y s tired. And it's hard seeing my body get bigger and the scale go up as I gain weight. 

I absolutely love pregnant bellies and seeing girls take the cutest maternity pictures! My good friend Madie who I've known since we were wee little things offered to take some pictures for us! What better way to feel better about my body then to look damn sexy with my hott hubs in a photo shoot, so I said yes! 

It was a drama-filled couple of weeks trying to find outfits, I almost killed the kid working at forever21 but that's a whole other story...

But last night we met up with mads and I just am drooling over how they turned out. She is amazing! So here is your overload of our maternity pictures:)

If I had to choose a favorite, it would probably be this one.. :) 

Or this one because it's just steamy;)

So feel free to send any of these to baby vogue magazine if there is such a thing. 

Hallelujah

the month of May was extremely long and hard for both me and Brandon. He started a second job, which means I didn't see him from 7:00 am to about 10:00 pm Monday through Friday, and then I work all day on Saturdays! On top of that he was finishing up two college classes on line so once he got home from his long days at work he sat at the computer till 4:00 in the morning, kid you not. This kid is crazy! I don't know how he did it. And for me it was hard because I was a single wifey! 

But the month was winding Down and I decided we needed a getaway. With a baby on the way I just decided one night in park city was enough haha. I so I made reservations for last Saturday night and wasn't going to tell Brandon... But I did. I spoiled it. Because we can't ever keep secrets from each other dangit. 

Saturday came and I worked a half day then we headed out!! We love park city, we went there for our honeymoon and are Determined to have a house there someday. Once we got settled in the hotel room we grabbed a bite to eat. If anyone is looking into hotels to stay, we stayed at the westgate resort and it was so nice! 

We ate at this little grill restaurant that was in our hotel, super cute, the weather was too perfect so we sat outside.

It was seriously just a perfect night getaway! 

We saw a movie... Neighbors... It was hilarious, so funny. But man it's crazy what producers can get away with. That movie was D I R T Y....but still funny haha.

On our honeymoon we ate breakfast several times at the bridge bar and grill, they have these amazing little potato things that are to die for! So duh we had to go there for breakfast Sunday:)

Such a quick vacation but just what we needed to celebrate the month being over. It was so nice getting into bed at the same time as my husband for once haha. I just love him.