My Feet Have Rolls

They feel so tight that I was honestly concerned my skin might split open tonight.

But I'm not feeling that way anymore. When my sister, Amy, saw them, she said they looked like baby feet, minus the hair. Right when I posted it, I panicked and thought- oh man those are the feet of a fat person! I can't leave these up! I'm so embarrassed. I know the top of me does not look like the bottom of me, but seeing it up on the screen made me surprisingly self conscious. My legs are so hairy because I'm going to wax them in a few days.

Aren't these girls the cutest?

They all live in my neighborhood and literally knock on my door one to three times a day and then we sit on my porch and talk for awhile. I have no idea if their parents know this happens. They're really sweet. They usually come in pairs but today they all came together, so I had to get a picture so I could show you. It's fun, 'cause they just love me. They bring me flowers and get excited and run over if they see me walking out to get the mail. It makes me feel really good. I'm sure they like me just 'cause I'm nice to them. It's funny, the things they say and do. Their ages range from 4 to 6. They scream when they see spiders, but they catch potato bugs and show me excitedly. It's all become pretty routine. I expect a ring of the doorbell around 11 am everyday.

My good friend, Andrew, and his new bride, Alexis, came to visit me!

They've been married a month! Aren't they sweet?

They just took 3 weeks to road trip around the country for their honeymoon and made one last stop at my house on their way home. I was so excited. It's always nice to have company these days, but Andrew was one of my best friends from my single days and I totally love his new wife. They were so cute and happy. I'm so happy for them.

The Babe. Seven more weeks to go! Pretty exciting!

I don't see it as strongly now, but when I first saw this picture I thought she looked like me. I couldn't believe that I could already tell she had chubby cheeks (at least I think so), she definitely has lips like mine (though Greg's are very similar). I just thought her head shape looked very round and I when I think of my old pictures I had a very round head. I don't know! I could be way off and she looks nothing like me, but it got me EXCITED!!!! From their measurements, she is just under 5 pounds. Which means by the end she should be just under 8 if she's born on time. It just seems weird to me that I have a 5 pound something I'm constantly carrying around. Granted, that's only a smidgen of the rest I'm carrying around. I stepped on the scale and hit 170 today. I've officially gained 40 pounds. Granted some of that is obviously water retention, looking at those pics above. Still, it is so strange to see that big number every time I'm at the doctors! It shocks me every time! That makes me feel better about getting so exhausted so quickly. If I wasn't pregnant, but walked around with a 40 pound backpack on, I'd need to take many breaks, wouldn't I!

I saw the specialist today and he said everything looks great and they don't need to see me anymore. So that's good news. The whole thing made me nervous and I wanted to talk to him about it, but he made me feel rushed so I didn't feel comfortable asking. Oh well.

I'm feeling great. It's pretty ridiculous when I think about how often most people complain about pregnancy. I'm clearly one of the lucky ones. As soon as something negative starts, I think, "Oh here it comes." But it goes away in a few days. Heartburn, sore back, tiredness, mood swings. Once I think a bad stage has begun, it just ends. I keep waiting for it all to get worse, but I'm almost done! I have noticed I'm more emotional, and I think more sensitive. I cried at a McDonald's commercial or something. I don't remember what it was, but it definitely was only 30 seconds long, it shouldn't have made me cry, and my eyes totally welled up. Some old lady at the salon told me I looked like I was ready to pop and couldn't believe that I still had 2 months left. I was really surprised 'cause usually people tell me how tiny I am. I'm hearing it less and less, but no one ever tells me I'm big. I thought it was strange.

I got a new calling! Well, two new callings. And I must say, I'm glad. I hated being involved in Relief Society. I never feel that way. I have ALWAYS LOVED Relief Society from day one and it has just not been working for me in this ward. I'm the ward choir accompanist. Normally I wouldn't be psyched about this calling, but the chorister is really good about never having practice be more than a half hour, and we don't even practice on fast sunday. She puts in hard work, but she's not crazy about it. That works for me very well. But my heavy duty, totally new calling is . . . drumroll . . . Primary Chorister! I am SOOOOOO excited. I LOVE the Primary Hymns. I love to hear children sing. I'm excited not to be behind a piano! I can't believe someone ELSE will be playing. That is so strange for me. It will be weird being on the other end. I got really nervous when I realized that their are 71 kids in the primary. In the words of my sister Amy-WOWZA!!!!! I'm supposed to learn their names! THAT is a lot of names. The program is a month after I'm due, but it will all work out. I was nervous about when the baby comes, but we'll figure out how to do it. The President came over to go over my responsibilities and was really supportive and said they're really flexible and aren't worried about me having a baby and missing sundays and everything else a new baby entails. Babies really change everything. When I found out the Primary was so big I got really overwhelmed and stressed that I was going to TANK at this calling, but I'm feeling much more calm about it now. I'm actually really excited! I hope I don't get too nervous because I'm gonna have to do some solo work while teaching them new songs. I know I'll get used to it, but I have to teach them a new song this month so I think my solo starts this sunday! Ok, I'm really tired. I'm going to bed.