What the heck- twice in one day after months of not speaking a word? Why not.

Too much of a good thing. Have you ever been in a bubble bath, in a hot steamy jetted tub while your baby is sleeping? Sounds perfect right? Not exactly. Half way through I wanted the bubbles to go away, but they just kept coming. I tried to squish them away, but that seemed to do nothing. Then the jets got annoying and I knew they were the cause of bubble over load, so I turned them off and tried bubble squishing some more to no avail. Then I got too hot, I felt and looked like a steamed lobster. So, I got out and here am I, typing away and I want to wake up James because I miss him SO much. That's how I feel about this entire St. George trip Ricky took us on. Of course I'd rather be with him than with out him, but I kind of feel like I am doing the same things that I do at home, only it's more stressful. James isn't getting any sleep and his perfect schedule will be thrown off (Perfect= wakes up at 9 am, dad takes him for an hour so I can get some "mommy time" sleeping in bed, he goes down for a nap at 4 and wakes up at 6:30 or 7, just when my 3 episodes of my newest show addiction Grey's Anatomy are over, then back to bed at midnight, usually after dad gets home so they can say their goodnights,) I am a nervous wreck because I have to worry about finding how to feed him when we're out with out using the can of formula we brought in case of emergency, we probably over packed which means Sunday getting repacked will be a horror. I want to be home, with my sleepy baby cuddling. Don't get me wrong, I'd rather be here with Ricky than have him be miles away. I just hate being a bundle of nerves.

Sorry, finished the rant. Thanks for hearing me out. Here's a couple more pictures.

If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music. - AE

After what seems like forever I am back with my first post since little James was born. He is an amazing baby. I have said in the past that I don't want my life, or this blog for that matter, to be consumed by talk of my little man. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, my boy IS my life and I couldn't be myself with out him. I wonder, how did I exist before him?

All that being said, I think I'll post some pictures of the past few months, mostly baby stuff, but I think I'll throw some art in there, too.

"Music is an outburst of the soul." Frederick Delius

As I get bigger and bigger I realize that my life will never be the same. Rather than being really worried about keeping my identity and not just being a mom like I was, I find that my perspective has changed.

I am 30 weeks along today! He's coming so soon and I am so happy. Ricky's really involved with this whole pregnancy which is really nice. I felt really alone at first, and sometimes still do, but I know my Ricky is always there.

Now we have to face getting his room put together. I think it should be a lot of fun, but we don't have much. We've recieved some clothing, a blanket and some bibs. We went garage sale hunting and got a few older baby clothing items there. I have enough saved for a crib and a mattress for it but that's about all.

Since I didn't find out I was pregnant until much after I would have wanted, we don't really have the classic weekly "baby bump" photos. We have been slowly creating an album of "Adventures while pregnant" album and it has been a lot of fun. So, here's the latest one: adventure to Ye Olde Renaissance Faire. Enjoy.

"Everywhere in the world music enhances the hall, with one exception, Carnegie Hall enhances the music" Issac Stern

I did it! I can officially say that I have played in Carnegie Hall. What they say about Carnegie Hall is true, everyone sounds like an angel even if they make a huge mistake like someone behind me did. It really was something to remember. Even more than that, though, I think I liked spending 5 days with my love, Ricky by my side nearly the entire time. Anyway here are two pictures of us on the stage. I will get around to posting other pictures I took in NYC later.

"Music is the universal language of mankind." Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,

Ultrasound scans are finally here!

This one is a couple of baby arms!


Here you can see baby's fingers, arms, knees and little body.


Full baby shot. Here the doctor was measuring how big baby is and telling us our new due date.



Ricky did something sweet for me! He got me those shoes I've been wanting. He plopped them on the desk in front of me at work and said "Happy Valentines Day." then he gave me a smootch. I love my honey.

"Music cleanses the understanding; inspires it, and lifts it into a realm which it would not reach if it were left to itself." Henry Ward Beecher

I forgot to bring the ultrasound pictures of our baby, but I did finally bring my new camera to post pictures of things lately. Here in no order at all, and with no explanation are some pictures!! Enjoy!











In other news, I am really enjoying the music of Chad VanGaalen, as new agey and folky as it can be. Ben refers to it as stoner rock, which is actually quite a good way to define it. Some of it reminds me of the Beta Band, but not really. It's not something I can share with Ricky, though. I feel like all we agree on as far as music is concerned is some classical (the darker stuff), French techno pop, Prince, eighties pop and rap. I don't get it.

I am still feeling sick and I am starting to think I must be doing something seriously wrong. Everyone says the 2nd tri of being pregnant is the best, you feel on top of the world, and you start to nest. I am having none of those urges. I feel like I might throw up at any time, and I am exhausted and I just want to take naps. I do feel like cooking as much as I can, though.

Once again, I will end up with over 50 hours on one paycheck, so I'm looking at a nice payday next friday. I am going to take that kitty to the vet and get it checked for a microchip, and take her in if all goes well. If I can't take her, I am going to buy myself some brown summer sandals, a nice new purse, and some gel insoles for every pair of shoes I wear on a regular basis. Also, I need some maternity pants and a few more shirts, and I have been wanting a silly leopard print cardigan and black chucks. Chucks, by the way are hard to find anymore. The sports places in Ogden only carry Navy ones, which makes no sense. I thought plain black converse were classic. Who knew?

"Music is the medicine of the breaking heart." Leigh Hunt

Big secret was, I am going to be a momma. I am over 3 months pregnant. (cake will be involved at some point down the line, I'm sure) I will scan the ultrasound soon so all can see the cute little thing. I am still feeling very sick.

On the plus, we got a 2 bedroom apartment. I got a new glider! We are slowly making our new apartment a home.

I don't exactly want this to become a family blog, so I'll keep the baby talk to minimum.

And because I couldn't help it, here is a picture I found of myself at 13. I had clear skin that summer, now I look like I'm 12 all over agian. Where does the time go?