Oh How They Grow

So after a week of barely being able to breath, bend over, or sit without feeling my stomach was being squeezed in half, I gave in and pulled down the box of maternity clothes. It is so strange to me how much faster my stomach has expanded with this one than with the last pregnancy. But it is so much fun feeling this little person kicking and rolling and doing acrobatics at all times of the day or night. I just asked the little fellow to kick once if a girl and twice if a boy. Two kicks, so it must be a boy. :) We find out on Friday, any guesses?

My other little boy went to his first day of nursery today. It broke my heart, but he did pretty good. It felt so weird to be in Sunday School with Tyson and we just sat there, and we listened (well, as much as I could being that Tyson and I have super short attention spans now). I kept worrying about him the whole time, well, I worried about the nursery leaders more because Josh can be a little turkey. He looks cute, but looks are very deceiving. When I came to pick him up after relief society, he looked at me, stuck his bottom lip out and started bawling these huge crocodile tears. It was like he suddenly realized that I had been gone for two hours and left him to fend for himself with all those crazy kids. I still don't think he has forgiven me. But I bet he had a good time and the nursery leaders are amazing and so sweet, so luckily I don't have to worry about that at all. It is just so weird that he is old enough, and it will be no time at all before he is going to sunbeams and then driving off to college. :) I'm sure it doesn't happen that fast, but sometimes it feels like it. Oh, how my little ones are growing...it is true what they say, you never understand that feeling until you are a parent. I'm sorry Mom that I grew up so fast. If it makes you feel better, I often miss being a little kid and being able to come to you and have you miraculously heal all my pain.

Indexing

So I have had a few people ask me how to do Family Search Indexing, so here is how:

1. Go to www.familysearchindexing.org
2. Click on the right hand side of the page: "Are you new to Indexing: Volunteer"
3. Sign up and follow their directions from there

I should also tell you though, that you should read the tutorials and get the training certificate BEFORE you start indexing (it takes about an hour), it makes it a lot easier. Hehe, I speak from experience.

Now, I am not a pro at this, I just started doing it a few weeks ago and some of the handwriting can be really frustrating to understand. But it is really easy to do at the same time and it makes me feel so much better that I am actually doing something beneficial for our church, and for anyone needing family records. It may not be a lot, but it is one less thing someone else has to do, which makes me happy. Anyways, there you go. :)

Family pictures

So Kenni and Chris were so super nice and took family pictures of us yesterday. Luckily, it was before my belly got any bigger since right now it looks on the tad bit "pudgy" side. I can't wait to get the pictures of Tyson throwing Josh in the air, those are some of my favorites. And Josh's curls were perfect yesterday!! So thank you a million Bunk and Chris, you guys are the bestest a girl could ever ask for!

I love how Tyson looks so incredibly sexy in this picture, and I am making the weirdest face ever. Hehe, I love our relationship.

Huzza for families and the cutest child and the handsomest husband in the world!

So it has been a little bit crazy lately, and I am really glad. I love watching Josh but he is old enough now that he doesn't need me full time and it can get kind of boring. So luckily a few moms needed me to watch their kids, just for a few hours during the past few weeks, but it really livens the place up. Then I have been doing some grading for one of the professor's at the school, which I absolutly love doing. I can't wait to be a teacher someday, either that or a writer, whichever comes first. Or maybe both. Anyways, then Tyson suggested that I work on Family history indexing, so I have been doing that and I love that too. Plus, I have read "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" and the third book in the Princess Diaries triolgy, and two Junie B. Jones books. I don't know what it is, but I can't get enough of middle-school/high school fiction.

Besides, all that side stuff, I have been watching Josh of course, and my goodness he is growing up fast. He is totally opinionated now. He wants to feed himself and he wants to eat what we are eating. He wants to go outside and walk everywhere by himself, unless I get near another child, and then he must be carried by me and that child must not even look in my direction. Apparently, he finds that very offensive. :) He says cheese, book, ball (that is his favorite), b-ball (he loves his little basketball and net), dad, hiya (a very friendly hello), Mooooooom (only in his great moments of distress does he ever call me anything), and yesterday he even tried to say butterfly, but that doesn't go very well. Oh, and he always says "Cha" when he wants to go outside and visit his friend Chaz. He runs, pretends to put on my make-up, and stands there while Tyson gets ready and wants to do everything he does. So Tyson pretends to shave Josh's face and put deoderant on him, and combs his hair and brushes his teeth, it is really cute. This morning, they went on a walk together and brought me back a lilac. They just love hanging out together.

As for our other child, I'm pretty sure I will never allow it to have caffine. It is already kicking like crazy and the doctor can't get it's heart beat measurement because it moves around so much. So the doctor says it is doing good and at the end of May we will find out the gender hopefully. However, this whole paying for the baby is not as fun as the baby. Oh well, that is how life is I guess. I would probably vent some, but my hands are too tired from typing this massive post.

I am a Martha

So I have always loved Easter. I am one of those people that loves every holiday and freaks out and dances in the aisles of the store when they start putting out stuff for the next holiday. Well, this Easter was really weird because I was so excited for it and spent so much time making the dinner, that suddenly, Easter was over and I didn't really even think about the Atonement and I didn't listen in church, I didn't even make an Easter basket for Puggles. It was really weird and I'm really frustrated with myself, because I feel like I wasted a holiday, and a really important one at that.

I was thinking about this today and then I thought of the story of Jesus with Mary and Martha. I don't know if I have ever actually read it before, but I have heard lots of people tell the story, so this is what my imagination has turned it into:

Jesus comes to visit his friends, Mary and Martha (and their family I'm assuming). He sits in the living room and is talking and telling stories to this beautiful Mary. Then Martha, equally as beautiful, comes rushing in, covered in flour and holding a bowl and spoon and asks for Mary's help making this special feast for their special guest. Martha is thinking about how frustrated she is because no one ever helps her and it is really important for the house to be clean and the food to be perfect for this amazing person that has come into their home. However, Jesus tells her to come and sit, to listen to him with Mary, for that is the more important thing.

It may be odd, but all my life, I have kind of pictured myself being more of a Martha. I have often been the one cleaning and cooking, doing the "important" work while everyone else gets to sit around and enjoy themselves (remember, this is how I see myself, it is probably very far from the truth as Tyson is usually the one cooking in our home). I often felt bad for Martha in this story because she doesn't even get credit for all the hard work she is doing. But then yesterday, as I was thinking about my hallow Easter, I realized how very wrong I have been all my life. Yes, cleaning and cooking are important things, and everyone needs to eat and it is nice to be in a clean home. But sometimes, that is not the most important thing. As Tyson said, we could have had a crock pot dinner, or corn dogs and tater tots, and no one would have cared. But there I was, freaking out about making this perfect meal and I missed every opportunity to listen, learn, or even speak about the Savior.

I don't ever want to miss another holiday, or another Sunday. Although, I am sure Martha was a good woman, I think I need to work on being more like Mary. I need to listen when my Savior speaks.

Happy Birthday Dad!

Happy Birthday Dad! Sorry it is a day late, but I wanted you to know that I love you and that I so enjoy my many memories of you. You are such a happy, crazy person that I can't help but love you. Thank you for the many trips to Baskin and Robbins to get those double chocolate milkshakes. Thank you for all those late night talks, for coming to check on me in the middle of the night when I was up doing homework. Thank you for being so excited when I told you I was getting married and for being such a great Dad. Thank you for being MY Dad.

Conference

As always, I really enjoyed General Conference (www.lds.org). I have to say that I am so thankful for the internet because that way we could stay home and watch it while Josh took a nap so that we could actually watch it. When he was awake though, I tried to pay attention. I just have to say that I love the Prophet, President Thomas S. Monson. He is so sweet and funny. It is kind of weird in a way that so many of the apostles have died while I have been alive. I didn't actually learn the apostles until I was probably in high school, but even since then 7 new apostles have been called when others moved on to the other side of the veil. I am excited for the opportunity to get to know this new apostle, Elder Neil L. Anderson.

Anyways, my favorite quote from Conference was this:

"Fear not, be of good cheer, the future is as bright as your faith." -President Monson