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Weeks 13-17

Week 13 
We went to the doctor and got to see the baby again. This time the ultrasound was on my stomach and much more pleasant than the first ;) It blew my mind when the doctor put the wand down and found the baby immediately. This time the baby actually looked like a baby, and was moving all around. It was crazy to see all the things it was doing in there, that I can't feel. It was waving its arms, stretching its legs, and floating. We heart the heartbeat which was 145 bpm and so cool. It was reassuring to see that the baby was okay. I asked the doctor about all the weird pains and sensations I've had and afterwards Sammy was like, "I had no idea you were feeling so many things." Well, I am. I've discovered where my sciatic nerve is for starters. I'm a little nervous at what that's going to change into as I get bigger. 
We had a game night with friends and I won the second time, which I was pretty proud of. We stayed out past 11 though and I paid for that the rest of the weekend.

I filled out my Disney Prince bracket and Flynn Rider won, of course. He's the best and I will defend him forever.

I drummed for the first time in years and the longer I played, I could feel my joints stretching. I was struggling to get my arm and foot to beat at the same time. Afterwards I felt like Mr. Fantastic, all stretched out. I was sore for days afterwards. I feel like an old lady.

We went out for dinner and when we left, I wanted Mexican food, but when we got to the strip of restaurants, I saw a Mediterranean place and I absolutely HAD to have a gyro. Sammy got Mexican, I got my gyro, and we ate together outside on a bench in the sun.
(After feeling so sick the next day, the very mention of gyro's makes me feel gross now.)

Easter was a rough day. Since I'm through the first trimester, I stopped taking Unisom before bed because I'm worried about getting hooked to it. Well all day Easter I was nauseous and so hungry but no longer how much I ate I still felt hungry and nauseous. Everything sounded disgusting and it was not fun. Sammy was sweet and rubbed my back all night. 

Watching General Conference that weekend was good though. I got to sit and learn with Sammy, sustain the new prophet and new apostles, and hear what felt like a million new announcements. I'd seen rumors on twitter for days that some big announcement was coming, so when we heard the first on Saturday night, I thought we were done. Sammy and I were at his parents for Easter dinner when the second came, so we just saw it on Twitter and had to get caught up later. I joked that Sammy was released as Elder's quorum president by the prophet and everyone laughed, then said he had to be released officially. Well, it sure seemed like he'd been released when he no longer had leadership access online and his calling was removed from the directory. That's going to be interesting to see how it plays out. 



I scrubbed out my entire fridge, trying to get rid of the pickle smell that's there and even after trying every recommended trick, it wouldn't go away. I think it's permeated all of the food in there and I will have to suffer until we move.

Week 14 
I started feeling sick again pretty regularly this week which stunk. Probably because we're getting ready to move, then head on a road trip, so there was a lot to do. There were a lot of new pains and aches and I just had to go with it. I ended up getting a new phone, and having to replace all my tires in one day. It was a bit vindicating because this winter driving in the snow has been rough, and I worried that I'd lost my status as a good Colorado driver. Well, it wasn't me, I had almost bald tires so there. I was really frustrated because after doing those two things, I felt so sick I stayed on the couch the rest of the night and wasn't able to help Sammy pack. Sammy has been working so hard packing when I can't, while working full time, studying for the LSAT in a few weeks, and taking care of church things. He's the best and I'm so lucky to have him.

Week 15 
We moved! It was stressful leading up to it, but our families are so amazing and helped us out sooo much and I am eternally grateful to them. You never know how much stuff you have until you have to throw all of it into boxes, and do it strategically so that you still have the stuff you need to get through the day. It was a bit frustrating not to be able to do as much as I used to because my body just couldn't. I got sick all weekend after the move but I barely did anything, so I felt a lot of guilt there. Sammy did so much of the unpacking of our house which was so needed. The day after the move we both felt horrible and stayed home from church and took three naps and it was glorious. We were slap happy and giggly the whole day as we tried to find where we'd put our food.

Our new place has so much space and I'm honestly feeling sad already knowing that we'll only be able to stay there a year. There are two bedrooms, linoleum wood floors throughout most of the place, soft plush carpet in the rooms, AC throughout everywhere, a soaking tub, and washer and dryer. I feel so incredibly blessed that we were able to find this place when we did because the prices went up two weeks after we signed the lease, and again already to a rate we wouldn't be able to afford.

I received a rejection for my book that honestly stung in it's wording, from an agent I was really wanting to work with. I felt down and had been struggling with just writing something new. I know it's silly but I feel this pressure to try and get a book deal before the baby is born because I'm scared of how hard it will be afterwards to write and go after my dreams. Sammy was so supportive and told me I'm going to get there and there's no deadline for it. The very next day I got another request to read my book which was a bit uplifting. I'm struggling to write something new, but I'll get there. I can't give up on this and it's okay if I'm having a hard time right now. It's not like I've got a lot on my mind with moving and the baby and the upcoming road trip.

The bump started to make a bit of an appearance, but only in skin tight clothes.


Week 16 

We went to Arizona on a road trip for Sammy's cousin's wedding. It was a needed vacation and a lot of fun, and is getting its own blog post. I was very stressed about not being able to do things because I'd be feeling sick or not having enough energy, but we were able to see all of his family and have a great time. I prayed all week not to have a panic attack or get sick on the trip, so naturally I had a nasty panic attack the day after we got home. :) It was a little scary because I was shaking so hard and I was worried about if it was hurting the baby at all, but everything seems to be fine.

This dog used to hate me because I accidentally shocked him on the nose with static electricity, but now he runs into the library and straight into my lap.


We went and cleaned out our apartment which wouldn't have happened if it weren't for Mr. Clean magic erasers. I'd been feeling anxious about getting the place cleaned out so finally doing it was wonderful. Sammy almost passed out in the middle of it without telling me which I didn't appreciate. We went to Jimmy John's after and discovered their new tasty ranch. Just another wonderful food to add to the list. Sammy asked me if my favorite thing to do now is eat and that's a definite yes.

I had my 16 week appointment and my mom was able to come with me. We heard the baby's heartbeat  which sounded like race horses galloping by. It was 135-139 bpm. The doctor answered all of my questions about the weird things going on with my body and my mom told me she's way more informative than any of the doctors she had which is good to know. Everything is normal and going smoothly which I am so grateful for.


Week 17 
It's starting to get uncomfortable to bend over. The bottom half of my stomach is starting to protrude a bit, and it's rock hard. Whenever I bend over, that rock hard part presses against me and is uncomfortable. I can still do things, I just have to adjust a little. It's also starting to get a bit uncomfortable to sleep on my stomach. That's the only way I've slept my whole life, even as a baby despite my parents flipping me over every few hours, so it should be interesting to figure out how to sleep on my side.

Sammy got a call to talk about a new calling and we were pretty nervous going in. With the new changes to leadership, he was feeling overwhelmed with the idea of possibly being in charge of all of the men ages 18+ instead of just half of them. I told him I'd support him in whatever he decided to do. When President Moon extended the call as a first counselor, we both felt good about it. Sammy filled President Moon in on all of our life changes coming on; the baby, Sammy studying for law school, the move, and so on. President Moon got this big smile and said that made a lot of sense because when they were deciding who to call for the president, they kept praying about Sammy in that role and got a very strong no, but felt that first counselor was where he should be. Hearing about everything going on in our lives that he didn't know about, he knew why. President Moon then prayed for us and in his prayer he addressed other unspoken fears we hadn't told him about. Those moments are so sweet and reassure me that my Heavenly Parents know me, my fears, and can inspire those around us to help us.

We saw Avengers: Infinity War and it was AMAZING. We got to the theater pretty early so we were walking around the building looking at the posters. I don't usually get popcorn when we go to the movies because it's so expensive and it's just for me, and I sometimes have a hard time controlling myself from eating so much I get sick. But this time I asked Sammy if we could just look at the popcorn. He laughed that I asked if we could look at it, instead of saying let's go buy popcorn.

There was an elderly woman and her son in the theater and she kept arguing with her son about how she couldn't just sit where she wanted even though all of the seats were empty. She just sat where she wanted and kept arguing with her son. Well, the people for those seats showed up. They then stood next to me looking around the theater during the entirety of the movie trailers. They were making me extremely uncomfortable and I thought about going out and getting security. The old woman finally moved and her son followed after her. Phone lights came on minutes later when the owners of those seats arrived and kicked them out. I saw them standing on the stairs at the upper part of the theater, then lost them. I have no idea where their actual seats were, and what they were doing. I'm honestly wondering if this old lady just snuck into the theater in the first place.

I've been making flowers to try and sell for almost two months now. I wanted to get them out before Mother's Day, so put the few bouquets I had finished online. I only had interest in two bouquets, and then it fizzled out. I felt so stressed every time I logged online, and didn't feel like making more bouquets, so I'm just going to call this attempt at a business a dud and move on.

We finally went and sat out on our patio one evening and it was heavenly. I have wanted to be able to sit outside and read or write for so long, and now I have that ability.






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