Month: June 2008
We were exhausted after the picture extravaganza and so went back to the cabin for a nap. We didn’t do much Saturday night. Visited around the fire, ate supper at the campground’s restaurant, endured Princess beating the tar out of us at cards, visited some more around the fire. It was a good day.
Sunday, June 8th
We woke early again Sunday morning. Not by choice but because Belle baby decided to wake up. Poor Princess and uncle Jim. They are definitely not early risers but with us all in the same room they didn’t have much of a choice.
Most of the family was packing up and heading out early so we decided to do the same. We weren’t sure what time we could check into our hotel – we had about an hour and 1/2 drive and so we thought we’d get up, pack, get on our way and if we could check in great, if not we’d do some sight seeing.
It ended up taking us a few hours to pack up, well because Belle’s mom Belle is a pack rat. We then had to make the rounds and say goodbye to everyone with promises to keep in touch and such. Thankfully most of us are on Facebook and keep in touch that way.
We were finally packed and headed out of Custer State Park. It’s so beautiful there. Peaceful. Quiet. I was wishing we could have a few more days. But we had silly tourist traps to waste our money on visit.
We probably should have planned in advance what to do about going to church on Sunday. On the way out of Custer State Park I remembered it was Sunday. I walkie talkied Hubby and reminded him. I wondered if we could find a Bible teaching church. I’m sure we could but in all honesty we were being a little lazy about it and were maybe a little chicken to go visit a church we’ve never been to. I know, that’s silly. Well we decided that as an act of worship for the day we wouldn’t use the computer. Any of us. All day or all night. Now that might not seem like a big deal. And really in the scheme of things it probably wasn’t. But up until that point every one of us were excited to get to the hotel because we knew it had wireless. Princess, who by the way is 17, hadn’t been online for 3 days and believe you me she was ready. (Ok Hubby and I were a little withdrawn too).
We finally make it to our hotel, after a few wrong turns and thankfully are able to check in. That process takes us another hour because remember Belle’s mom Belle is a pack rat. Instead of sleeping like I wanted to do we decided to go visit Crazy Horse and Mt Rushmore. Princess has a friend who lives right next to Crazy Horse and so we dropped her off there and drove into Custer, hoping to visit some shops. Unfortunately it was Sunday and most of the shops were closed. Plus it was about 40 degrees below zero and so our shopping trip didn’t last long.
Princess called and asked to go to Crazy Horse with her friend. We were hoping to all go together but decided to let her do her thing. We later found out that they got the “VIP tour” because her friend’s grandparents own Crazy Horse. Crazy, huh! 🙂 Hubby, Belle and I went on our own, without a VIP tour, but it was still nice. We wimped out and didn’t make the climb up to the mountain…maybe next time.
After Crazy Horse we picked up Princess and then drove to Mt Rushmore.
I love this picture of the girls!
And this has nothing to do with Mt Rushmore. Although we were in the gift shop at Mt Rushmore. And of course Belle had to try on another raccoon hat. Silly girl!
We were wiped out, probably due to our lack of sleep, driving all over the Black Hills and because the wind was blowing about 100 miles an hour. Thankfully everyone was in favor of going back to the hotel and resting for the remainder of the day and evening.
Only Hubby isn’t much of a rester. He’d rather torture his children. Here he is attempting to catapult himself over Princess. She’s so brave.
Thankfully he only broke her ankles and nothing else! (Nice picture taking, don’t ya think!)
Later on we did decide to play cards and Belle baby was bound and determined to play too.
Little stinker won’t crawl when we want her to but when she wants something she’ll launch herself across the bed! Hubby was getting annoyed so put her in “card time-out”.
FINALLY it was time to go to bed.
Here’s our headless baby sound asleep. You don’t have to report us, we didn’t leave her like that! For some reason anytime we are on vacation or at Grama Susie’s and Papa Al’s or anywhere other than our house she sleeps like a baby – all night long! No wonder her nickname is Little Stinker!
The other day I was driving on the outskirts of my town and went past a small farm. This farm has goats and you’ll often see them roaming the yard. On this particular day there was just one goat out and he was tied to a leash.
As I drove by I noticed he was stretching, stretching, stretching as far as he could, trying to get to the grass that was just past the reach of his leash. Silly little goat. But oh, how he painted a picture of the life I often lead.
As a believer in Christ I’m blessed with so much. God pours out His blessings in so many ways. But so often it’s just not enough. So often I’m not happy with my little “area of grass”. You’ve all heard “the grass is greener on the other side”. Well don’t we also often think “the grass is greener just past my grass”, like that little goat was thinking.
God has so much good “grass” that He wants to bless me with. But I’m often too busy stretching my neck and looking for “better” things and unfortunately I often miss out on the blessing of life right in front of my face.
I pray today that I will be at peace with what God has blessed me with. Not allow my wandering heart to look past His goodness. And be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God (Eph 3:19).
Oh my goodness, how am I going to feel when I’m like 32 weeks if I feel huge now? Ug. I’m really trying to exercise (which I was horrible at before pregnancy) so I don’t gain quite as much as Mr Dr said I should. It is official that I can no longer fit into any of my before pregnancy clothes. My sweet niece who is due in a few weeks still hasn’t had to wear maternity clothes – that is just so not fair. Oh well, it has been nice to just let my belly hang out and not worry about it.
I don’t have my next appointment until July 7th and I’ll be 17 1/2 weeks along. We won’t have the ultrasound until the next appointment after that which will be about 20-21 weeks. We still haven’t decided if we’ll found out if little Pip is a boy or girl. I’m thinking we will but we’ll see.
I did have to go into the doctor this week for something else (I hurt my shoulder, probably carrying little miss porky) and Mr Dr said we had to listen to the heartbeat. And so we did. He found it alot quicker than he did the first time and we also got another kick. He also said my skin is stretching very nicely. Well, thank you very much. I was thinking it was looking pretty disgusting but I’ll take what the doctor says.
Overall I’ve been feeling pretty good. Every day is still a little different than the past. Some days I’m still really nauseous, have no appetitive and when I do eat, I get sick. But most days are good. I’m trying to eat healthy but I really struggle with finding things to eat, especially for lunches. I have just 30 minutes for lunch and I hate to eat out but I also don’t like to have the same thing every day. Anyone have any ideas?
It still doesn’t seem real that I’m pregnant. I know that’s common, especially until I can feel movement, which I haven’t yet I don’t think. Lately I have been feeling a little “twinge”, it’s almost painful so I’m not sure if that’s just my muscles stretching or if that’s little Pip. But it feels different than my muscles stretching, I can really tell when that happens.
Anyway, it’s hard to get my mind to grasp the fact that there’s a real live little person inside of me and that he’ll be coming out of me in 5-6 short months. Oh ya, I also started reading on breastfeeding and oh my goodness gracious. As if reading and hearing about labor isn’t bad enough. Who ever thought of the word “engorgement”? Like I’m not engorged enough. And then to think about breastfeeding every 2-3 hours and taking care of Angel and everything else it’s enough to make me lose my mind. I am obviously not the superwoman I thought I was.
I wonder too if all the fears and mind losing goes away after the baby is born? I have some dear friends who have shared with me similar fears and anxieties they had while pregnant. But after the baby is born all you usually hear about is how wonderful things are. And oh, I’m praying that’s how it’ll be. Just so wonderfully amazing that the tiredness and soreness and engorgement will be a cake walk.
I suppose it would be nice if one of my pregnancy updates was actually happy and not so mopey, dopey, dreary! Just being real with ya. I’m all about the realness – take it or leave it! 🙂
And speaking of realness and downright scary, here’s a picture of yours truly at 16 weeks.
Goodness someone has her crabby pants on! I actually thought I was smiling. I guess this is my “it’s way too early in the morning to be taking a picture” smile. And here’s a comparison of my 10 week picture.
Hhmmm, I guess there’s not a huge difference is there? Other than my crabby face! I’ll work on that for next time! 🙂
Please take a minute and visit Owlhaven’s. You may remember earlier this year the huge amount of money that was raised for blankets and a washer and dryer and other things in Ethiopia.
I’ll let Mary share with you about this recent challenge. And I hope you’ll join in on this opportunity to share a little of what you’ve been blessed with!