Cloth Diapering

Yea, you read that right... I'm a weirdo.

I have had interest in cloth diapering since probably around the time we started trying for kids (2007). However at the time I knew nothing. I assumed I would have to go through a diapering service to do such a thing and then would it REALLY be cost efficient to cloth diaper. I'm not really the "go green" type, So it has to prove worth while money wise for me to make a "green" decision. Riley shot that idea down right away, said it was gross and he wouldn't do it and bla bla bla. So I dropped it, for a while.

Nearly 2 years ago my friend from middle/high school gave birth to twin girls. To save money (A LOT of money) she decided to cloth diaper. I've been reading her blog since she was pregnant, and it made me want to look more into the modern cloth diapering options. I would read her blog posts about using cloth and would root for her when she was having a tough time, and get so excited when she would post a tips or stash post. So that I could see first hand what was and wasn't working for someone that I knew personally, not some stranger on the Internet getting paid to do a review.

When I first found out I was pregnant back in August I mentioned to Rye that I was still thinking about cloth diapering. Went over a few of the options on HOW to do it, and then gave him the price rundown. If we potty train at 2 1/2 years (I could be dreaming) then for the 30 months IN diapers it would cost between $40-$72 a month for diapers which adds up to $1200-$2160 spent in diapers alone. However I can build an AMAZING cloth diaper stash for well under $400 and then be set for and children we have. Laying out the numbers for him was ALL it took and he was game. So I started my research and felt SO unprepared and under educated. I spent hours upon hours reading or watching reviews. We had a deal that we wouldn't buy ANYTHING baby until I was 12 weeks (which didn't happen). After my mourning period I got back into the game (fertility appts and such) and decided I should still try to gain as much cloth diapering knowledge as I could before I became pregnant again.

So here I am, 6 months pregnant and feeling ready for the challenge. I want to say I have 20-ish diapers and so far my cost is at $200. I've been watching the online sales and every time one strikes I buy 2-3 diapers. I am hoping to have a stash around 30 diapers (plus a stash for newborn) Which means I'm almost there, then I only have to worry about the newborn stash. I'm holding out for a big purchase of the "best of the best" I keep hoping they will go on sale, but if not I have an amazon gift card waiting in the wings ready to help me make the cloth diaper purchase I am most excited about.

Riley will be installing our diaper sprayer either this weekend or next, Cause I want to make sure it's done before he leaves. He also has to move OUR washer and dryer into the new house and move the ones that belong in housing out to the garage. We bought our fancy front loaders 3 years ago and it has the sanitize setting on it (which was another reason Rye decided to go along with this). Rye has been a champ about this, the man has never changed a diaper in his life, and yet is is totally game to do cloth diapering. I am hoping that when he gets home from deployment he will follow through and learn how to change diapers like a pro, I'm sure he's so looking forward to that.

I'll take pictures and post my "stash" in the nearish future. It'll be interesting to see how well it works vs my expectations of the entire thing. Overall though, I am excited. The money we don't spend on diapers can go towards other things (you know like race entry fees)... Speaking of, Rye has a half marathon this weekend, so I will be blogging about that this next week!

Riley's First Triathlon

It's been a week since Rye completed his first Tri, but I've been busy having awesome adventures with my favorite guy... So here is the rundown (a week late)

Rye has biked his entire life. He has always been a mountain biker, and about a year or so into our marriage he found the motivation to try road biking. Riley's cousin started his own bike company that you can check out Here at Fezarri. Riley and I invested in a road bike from them and he started riding around St George.

Shipping his bike out to Hawaii was an ordeal. Mostly because Riley didn't trust the moving company with his bike (and probably for good reason since nearly a grand worth of his tools went missing during the move). So for his birthday this year, his parents and I split the cost and shipped it out here.

Rye's been running for a few years now, and he's good. So he had 2 out of the 3 skills for a triathlon down. "How is he at swimming?" you are probably asking yourself. Not great.

Enlisting the help of some of the Marines who had been to a swim instructor school, He set out to try and acquire some swimming skills. This is still a work in progress. What we learned from this first Triathlon is that if he can improve his swim time, He would be sitting pretty nice in the standings. His swim has a bit to go though.

This was a sprint Tri, Meaning it was SHORT. 500 meter swim, 11-ish mile bike ride and a 5k run. The race was held on our base, which meant we didn't have to worry about getting up even earlier to make it over in time to do the staging.

Our alarms started setting off at 4AM on Mother's Day. by 4:15 I had Rye out of bed and we were quickly getting ready. We had everything ready to go the night before so it was mostly just loading up the car and getting a small something to eat. 4:30 we were in the car and making the full 2.5 mile trek across base from our house to the flight line. We arrived and couldn't believe how few cars were there already. Unloaded his bike and I grabbed the camel bak with all his transition gear and we headed over to the bike safety check area. His bike passed basic safety and we were allowed to enter to the bike Corral and pick a spot to set up.

After setting up the time was only about 5:15, The race didn't start until 6:30 so we had a bit of time to just wait. I'm sure Rye had the "first race butterfly's". Since this was something pretty new to him, He knows how to do the sports but he was worried about how the transition would go.

We found the bathrooms (port-potties) surprisingly there was TP (don't worry I bring my own on race day for when they are out.) Here is a lovely image for you, I'm in the port-potty trying to hover while simultaneously holding the camel bak and camera in one hand so that nothing touches the floor, I'm also trying to keep the bottom of my yoga pants off the floor as well. Riley informed me AFTER this ordeal that there is some sort of cable hook or something from above the door that could have held all my stuff... 20/20 vision in hindsight.

The sun was just BARELY coming up at this point (Ya, it was early.) It's one of my favorite parts about freaking early races, Getting to enjoy the sunrise from different parts of the island. I'm a sucker for a sunrise.

Nearing race time I ran into my friend Kelli, who's husband was also doing his first ever Triathlon. It's nice having someone to chill with while you wait for them to complete a race. I think this was the first time I've ever had someone to wait with. 

We headed over to the edge of the flight line where they had a ramp leading down to the bay. They had all the men staged and ready to go, I was smart and brought my extra big lens so I was able to track down Rye, maybe the first time ever I've been grateful for his back tattoo :)

 FOUND HIM!

 Does he look excited or what?! We were joking before the race that since this bay is a breeding ground for hammerhead sharks that they would pick off the weakest swimmer. Riley assured me that would be him.

 And they are OFF, He's in the middle of the picture right behind the guy in the white shirt with the green/blue cap.

 He's in the group out there, as the women are starting.

 Finally coming back in!

 Getting the salt water hosed off of him before he switches to bike.

 Drying off his feet and putting socks and biking shoes on.

 Ya, he knows I'll always be somewhere with my camera. Don't let that look fool you, right after I snapped this he gave a big cheesy grin for the camera, and I missed it.

 Rye really likes this picture.

 And He's ready to go!

 Running out past the timing mat. Are you loving the spandex.

 And there he goes, with a bit of a disadvantage after his slow swim time he has a lot of time to make up.

 He got back from his Bike portion A LOT faster than I was expecting!

 Check my man out!

 Switching from the bike to run! This transition went MUCH smoother for him, since he just needed to ditch the helmet and change his shoes.

 Gotta get going and make up some time!

 Ok quick story about this woman... She WAS on the outside corner and was yelling at all the runners to go around the cones, and EVERY runner was cutting that corner, and she was getting pissed... It took her a good 5 minutes to realized she should be on the inside corner directing traffic... Some people have their "dense" moments.

 Finding his stride!

 Here he comes to the finish!

 And......... DONE! He finished 98th overall... In the swim portion out of 230-250 people he finished 193rd (ouch, not great.) HOWEVER in the bike he placed 69th overall and 66th in the run, That means Had he done better in the swim he would be sitting much better in the standings.

I am SO proud of him! He did amazing for his first time. It was a learning experience

This woman was also Riding a Fezarri, Rye passed her while biking and had to track her down to get a picture afterward. She thought it was pretty amazing that his cousin owns the Fezarri company and was pretty excited to meet another person with the same brand of bike.

And there you have it, the complete rundown of Riley's first ever triathlon! I'm married to a pretty amazing guy!

24 Weeks

I have been meaning to blog for the past week about SOOO many things. But with Riley being home (and with our days together dwindling) I have been focused on the more important things in life. So since it is early in the morning and Rye is out for a nice long run I will attempt to catch up on a few blog posts.

24 Weeks


If you go by the 4-week increments I am 6 months pregnant... I don't think I am quite counting it like that. I real have about 12 more days till I'm REALLY 6 months pregnant. But Riley is definitely taking advantage of the 6 month or more parking spot.

It seems strange to me that I am so far along. People (some that I am not super fond of) are starting to ask the "How much longer?!" question. Do people not understand that just because you are poking out, it does not mean your water may break at any second. I was walking in church from sacrament to nursery, and Miles had just kicked in a very awkward spot. I had my hand on my stomach and someone stops and asks me if I'm having a contraction.... um no, I sure hope not. I have a few months left.

Here is the random bullet list of pregnancy crap pertaining to the last 2 weeks!

• Miles can be felt kicking from the outside. And a few times I have been able to watch my stomach jump, that is a pretty cool thing.
• He kicked my bladder so hard and fast during church the other day I had NO warning and almost peed a little. 
• Still feeling Nasues but I have not puked in over a week now! Although yesterday almost ruined that.
• I HAVE to sleep with a pillow between my legs now or the pain is so bad I wake up more times than I already do. 
• At my big ultrasound almost 2 weeks ago he was measuring at 1 lb 1 oz, So I know he is much bigger at this point... probably pushing 2 lbs soon.
• My skin is STARTING to get a little itchy. So I'm even more careful about using my skin care stuff.
• I am still down 1 pound from my starting weight... which means after losing 10 from morning sickness I have gained 9. With approx 15 weeks to go, I am ok with this :)
• I am still running. I ran a 5k about a week ago, and my Midwife cleared me to run the 5k in Utah next month. She just suggested I take it slow due to the altitude change. 
• Still not really craving much... Or I am and I just know that just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I can eat anything... So I am TRYING very hard to replace my cravings with a healthier option. Guava has been a constant... I can't get enough of the guava smoothies at jamba.
• Miles is a fan of the blues. Rye didn't believe me until we were in a little coffee shop waiting for our sandwiches and listening to this extremely talented guy sing the blues, and Miles went CRAZY. 
• I'm still doing everything I would normally do. We started unpacking the house and hanging things up, and of course I was up on the little ladder placing things where I wanted them on the wall. I still do any and all chores (I have no choice, he's deploying very soon, I don't really get the chance to milk this pregnancy) However, my belly is making reaching the faucet on the sink a little bit more difficult now... Oh the plights of a short girl. 
• My back aches, ALL the time. I'm starting to be able to control it a little bit more. 

I could seriously go on and on with this list but I'll spare you all. So here is my 24 week pictures, as you can see we have upgrade from the painters tape on the wall. We have unpacked enough that there is now enough things on the wall to help the camera focus. And for the next few weeks Rye is home and able to take the picture for me!

The Obligatory 2 Week Update

I know if Rye gets back to a place with internet access and my 22 week picture is not up I'll recieve a call with him saying that he checked my blog... followed by an expected silence. So we'll just skip that whole thing and just do the post :)

I'm not feeling in the picturesque mood today. As you will be able to tell by my picture, my hair is up (this is post daily bath to soak my aching muscles) I am rocking my amazing Victoria Secret Yoga pants (one of the few pieces of normal clothing that still fits nicely) however I did throw on a maternity shirt and some lip gloss... You're welcome :)

So here are the updates for this week.

22 Weeks

• Feeling Miles kick A LOT! Someone other than me was able to feel him kick yesterday for the first time. I cannot wait for Riley to get in on the action :)
• I think Deezul is aware of Miles, and I don't think he likes him... At first he would lay his head on my belly... now he avoids by belly at all times and gives it an awkward side eye... oh Geeze!
• My back hurts like a mother in labor (wow that's not funny to say anymore since I am certainly facing a future of back labor here shortly)
• My normal clothes do not fit to the point that it would be ridiculous to try to squeeze into them to go out in public... cleaning house in them is another thing.
• Weight: -4-5 depending on the morning.
•  I am still down in weight but gaining speed quickly, So I am trying to make the healthiest food choice possible
• I am still running.
• I am starting to acquire the pregnant woman waddle
• The waddle I am assuming is from my hips widening, Which I am feeling big time! I wake up and my hips feel like I was doing squats and lunges all night.
• I am not able to sleep comfortably through the night anymore, I will have to go invest in one of those freakin expensive maternity pillows.
• Stretch Marks: As you know if you read my blog, I spent a small fortune on a skin care regiment that promised to help prevent stretch marks... I am pleased to announce that the few that I had are fading, and I have yet to acquire ANY new ones.. I will keep you posted, and try to stick to this plan to the T and hopefully I will be able to pass on something amazing to anyone else who is worried about stretch marks in the future... It's a small price to pay.
• We are picking out nursery furniture in the VERY near future.. As soon as Riley gets back.

I am SO happy that this is my last stupid tripod picture for a while... Riley will be back for the next few.. .And in June I am SOOO excited for the amazing Lauren Billings to take some awesome Maternity pictures for me. So yes, judge away at my appearance... I am comfy tonight... yup. Oh and yes I also see that I don't look WAY bigger than 2 weeks ago.. I assure you that I am... The measurements don't lie :)

Thoughts On A Saturday Morning

• I keep getting headaches, and I don't know why, so I am assuming it's a bit of dehydration and I am drowning myself in water.
• Deezul likes to wake up SEVERAL times during the night since we moved... I figured out he wants to go outside and try to catch frogs... unacceptable :)
• The Wii SUCKS with netflix and hulu, I get so fed up with it, I don't even watch those in my room anymore, That's sad.
• I think my hips are widening, I have to have a pillow between my legs when I sleep or I end up in pain.
• People keep telling me things I can't do now that I'm pregnant... I have a hard time with that since I'm such an independent person... I usually end up just getting it done (example: moving my newly acquired changing table all by my lonesome)
• I got a changing table for free. It's a really nice one... I just happened to have the right connections and know the right people, It's also in amazing condition still!
• I lost my armband for my phone, And that makes me less inclined to go for a run. I don't want to put my phone/music in my bra to possibly get water damage (ya I sweat) and I hate holding it the entire time... I should find it.
• I found out I've been making baby girl tutu's the long way... So glad someone finally showed me the shortcut. 
• I'm secretly afraid that Miles will come out looking like Bert(you know, sesame street)... Eyebrows are not either of our best qualities...
• I broke a nail in the washing machine. Normally I wouldn't be THAT upset, but this broke straight down the middle and my finger has been burning for 3 whole days. I don't understand how I bit my nails for so many years... I dealt with this pain, when I really didn't have to.
• I'm starting to feel pretty again, and not fat... Maybe it's just because strangers can tell I'm knocked up and not just on a bulking cycle
• Some days I really miss performing. 
• Deezul turns 2 tomorrow, I'm probably going to cry.
• I really love living in Hawaii, I do get a little sad that even with total hookups... no one comes out to visit. I mean they wouldn't have to pay for lodging or really food, you'd think they would take advantage. 
• I really miss Rye, it's been a long handful of weeks without him, and I'm ready to have him back for a bit. 

In Retrospect

If things had gone the way I planned and not the way God planned, I would be a week  postpartum right now. And that has me thinking about how different my life is now than 9 months ago.

I found out I was pregnant and other than being exhausted, I didn't have any symptoms. I did however blow up 10lbs over the course of only 4 weeks. You can blame hormones or whatever else you want... but the truth was, I was not in shape. Sure I was able to hold my own on a hike, and I wasn't as out of shape as I had been prior to Riley leaving for bootcamp... but I was not fit at all. running on the treadmill had me dying long before a mile hit.

Then I lost the pregnancy. I've talked before about the dark period I went through. So to summarize, I have NEVER battled depression before in my life. It runs in both mine and Riley's families. Everyone in both of our families that had it was on some sort of depression medication. Now maybe Riley and I have just turned into THAT couple... but the last thing I wanted to do was medicate myself, for something that I knew could most likely be helped with working out. I remember laying on the couch in sheer depression only a day or two after learning that I was miscarrying. I remember being so angry with everything, I wanted to go for a run. I remember thinking that the only thing that would make me feel better at that moment would be to go pound the pavement. It wasn't an option for another week or so.

I was determined to take care of my depression the natural way, or in my mind "the right way". I am not saying anything bad about those on depression medication, I have just watched so many family members struggle to find a balance using them, so I've always promised myself to try any and all other options if need be. When I was feeling a little better physically, I went out for a run. It wasn't far and it wasn't fast, but it was the first time I had ran for me, not for Riley or the illusion of how hard I could work out at the gym. I was running for my normalcy, I was running to get back an ounce of control I felt had been stripped away from me. I could not control that our pregnancy wasn't viable. But I COULD control the way I dealt with it.

About 3 weeks post miscarriage Riley was looking up races, and saw there was a trail race the next morning, a half marathon AND a 5k. He told me we should do it.. I was not interested but told him if we went to sign up and they still had t-shirts available, THEN I would run the 5k while he did the half marathon. That race was the longest 3 miles of my life, but crossing that finish line to a cheering crowd... made me feel amazing.

I continued running, knowing that it was the ONLY thing keeping me somewhat normal. I was still at the point that any pregnancy announcement on facebook would send me into hysterical tears. And who would have guessed it, I started getting better. Better at running, and better at functioning like myself again.

Running saved me. If things hadn't happened the way they did, I would have probably had a very unhealthy pregnancy. Sure I would have walked but I don't think I would have been able to do much more than that. Because of what I went through, I'm more prepared.

God knows what he's doing and he has a plan. I was so angry with him for a while there. But looking back, He knew all along where I would end up... and that I would be a better person for it. Things have worked out exactly as they should. This has grown my testimony to trust in the Lord... cause when you are doing what you are supposed to be doing, Things work out.

I gained 10 lbs in 4 weeks with my first pregnancy... I am now 21 weeks pregnant and down 7 with this one. I am not trying to lose weight, and I am not restricting my calories... but the mixture of morning sickness/eating healthier/ working out has resulted in this. We all knew I had a few lbs to spare at the beginning of this so no one was worried when I lost a few.

They say we have 20/20 vision in hindsight. I'm grateful for all that I've gone through.. It's put me where I am today. And I love where I am today!

Halftime!

I made it! I am over the halfway hump. I'm in the second half of my 40 weeks of pregnancy.

I have been dreading this week since September, when I miscarried. I was originally due this last week. I thought it was going to be extremely hard. It wasn't! I think that was due to a few different things, Including the fact that this week Miles started kicking, A LOT! I've been so ecstatic and just cherishing every moment that I have with Miles that I haven't found myself dwelling on what this week would have brought us.

So here is my big halftime stats update!

Weight: I was originally down 10lbs, as of this morning I am now only down 7lbs... So -7... not bad for halfway. My midwife says i should be up 20 in the end, which means i have about 17 lbs left to go at this point.. we'll see how that pans out!

Morning Sickness: Still going strong on this one. I don't puke everyday anymore... it's down to every other day at this point.

Cravings: Still not many cravings... this week I've been craving chocolate a little more than normal, but it's easy to curb that with just a little chocolate milk. It's an awesome substitute for something that is not super great for you. Rice is still the only thing that has remained a "staple" I don't really crave it, but it's a safe bet for when i'm not feeling so great!

Clothes: I don't really fit into almost any of my normal clothes... So I'm mostly in maternity clothes now. I still don't feel like I look pregnant on the everyday, everyone pretty much just looks at me with judgmental eyes.

Riley will be home soon-ish and we will get hard at work on the nursery... I just have to try to convince him to paint the nursery for me... He's not so keen on the idea right now, so wish me luck on this one!

This morning I was laying in bed with Deezul, he was snoring away so I grabbed the laptop to look up some preschool stuff. So I'm laying in bed, chilling on pinterest, listening to Dee's snores, when all of a sudden... My laptop moved.... yup. Miles kicked hard enough to cause movement outside :)

Alright in case you care enough (or you're Riley and and are checking up to see how i'm doing from far away) Here is the halfway picture

20 Weeks

I feel pretty big :) I don't know if I look any bigger than I did on my 18 week pictures... I don't know, I'll have to compare.

Happy halfway!!!

Is This Month Over Yet?

April seems sooooo long this year. I've been working a ton of extra hours since Rye is gone, And it is starting to wear me down. I'm settled in the new house... but am still refusing to do all the unpacking. I'm in no rush, and I find things as I need them. Rye can come home and help out with the unpacking.

Deezul loves the new house, and since he doesn't really have a big yard anymore, we get to go for a good mile walk nearly every day... So I think he's ok with the switch. He is going back in for eye surgery tomorrow morning, So tonight will be our last "cone free" night for a week or so.

I signed up for a 5k for when I'm in Utah this year, I am SO excited! What i need to do now is try to find some maternity running clothes. I'm also signing up for the Jamba 5k in a few weeks here. I know a 5k isn't super long but I promised Rye I wouldn't run further than 3 miles for the time being. I am signing Riley up for his first ever triathlon for right after he gets home. So we have to go on the hunt for an "outfit" for that :)

Anyway this was just kind of a quick post to update. I'll be doing my "halfway" post tonight.

Oh and did I mention that my computer died.... it's done. So next month I will be making the big Mac purchase. I've wanted a mac for SO long... and it's finally time. I can't wait for that.

I'm Sav and I'm a Klutz

I've never pretended that i wasn't a klutz, however I have gotten a little better throughout the years. This week was not my proudest. I am currently subbing for an after school program with 4th graders. During our outside activity time I foolishly included myself in a game that required a "tag" scenario. I'm sure you are seeing where this is going. Yada yada yada, i shouldn't have done this, and I took a pretty hard fall.

This landed me in the hospital having to make sure that Miles is ok in there. I'll save you the crazy hospital story and tell you that everything is perfect. It may have taken hours and hours for them to come to that conclusion but everything is fine, i'm bruised and tender but we're fine here.

On a totally separate note, I am really missing having Rye around. He is having a hard time being away as well. He was trying to figure out WHY this time is tougher than the others... My guess is it has to do with his wife being home pregnant having to unpack a whole house, while having adventures in the hospital, and still battling morning sickness. I'm sure it was super romantic today when i forgot to put the phone on mute as i puked my little heart out on the phone with him.

I'm really itching for another race. I NEED to run a race, and soon. I told this to Rye today and invited him to run one with me. It'll probably be something small, but i just feel like i need to run. That and i am really feeling that I need a new shirt :)

I think that might be it for now. I'll probably update for Easter tomorrow. But i DO hope you all have an amazing holiday!!!

Holy Cow!

I am SO glad that this last week is over! It was a nightmare, and after all is said and done, all I can do is take a break and put my feet up. Here is the complete break down to the big move.

Day 1: Went to pick up the moving truck, got back to our house, Kyle helped Rye fill the truck with all the really heavy stuff. I ordered pizza and we cheered to a happy occasion.

Day 2:
6:45- left base in the full moving truck to try and find the weigh station (to get reimbursed we had to weigh any and all truck loads)
7:20- Pull over in tears, Tell Rye over the phone how frustrated I am, completely lost and running behind schedule
7:30- Weigh the truck
8- pick up keys to the house (find out the AC is broken.... rest of week is spent unloading heavy things into a house that is 85 degrees)
8:30-Have to be at work to teach preschool
noon-Rye picks me up, I find out he emptied the truck. We take it back to the house and attempt to fill it on our own. Kyle stops by and helps. Boys then find out they have to be to work at 3 for a formation. (truck must be returned by 4:30)
2:30- Take truck to get weighed.
3-I start to unload truck alone while Rye is at work.
3:30- I pull something in my growing stomach and cannot lift another heavy thing.
5-Riley gets home, realized i did not empty as much of the truck as he was hoping (his frustration starts)
5:15- I tell him he is putting a damper on the mood and needs to get out of his bad mood
5:16-I'm told I AM the reason for his bad mood, and he just found out he is leaving for __ weeks in the morning.
5:16:30- Hormonal tears start flowing.
15 minutes of silence
5:31-6-Riley wants to know where the heck the cheesecake I promised is. We go pick up said cheesecake
6-7-Unload the truck of pretty much everything
7:10- Riley asks me to help him move furniture
7:11-7:15- I go on a mini rampage wondering WHY none of the Marines are at our house unloading furniture and why the HECK the pregnant woman is left to do it.
7:16-Rye admits he never texted any of the guys. Cause it's their last night before they all leave.(big mistake)
7:17-8:30- Unloading furniture while Hormonal fit #2 kicks in. Upset with husband for not asking, and EVERYONE else for not offering when they KNEW what we were doing.
8:30- Kyle shows up to move dresser upstairs.

Day 3- Entire day is spent finding all of Rye's gear, and getting it all packed. He has to report in the early afternoon but doesn't leave till extremely late. evening is spent in the car waiting for him to depart, eating dinner and then falling asleep in the back while Jon sleeps in the drivers seat.

Day 4- Meeting at Pearl Harbor in the morning, Internet guy shows up right after that. I take the day to rest due to hurting myself on day 2.

Day 5 &6 -  is spent on back and forth trips from the old to new house. With car loads of the "little stuff. as well as cleaning.

Day 7(today)- Woke up at 5am, headed to the old place to finish the last few things. Then headed to work. Got a call at work from the AC guy wanting to come look at it. Left work, headed home... 2 hours later he tells me he HAS the new unit but i have to call and reschedule another day for them to come install it. Hormonal watery eyes follow. I return the keys to our old house, and get myself a freaking BANANA SPLIT.

Seriously, I have never been so exhausted in my life. I am dehydrated and thus retaining water like crazy. I feel huge all around (not happy about that) plus the heat makes me feel all sticky and nasty. my ankles/feet/hands/ wrists are so swollen...

And despite ALL that, i decided to man up and just take my 18 week pictures... UGH. I have lovely moving hair, I threw on some mascara and eyeliner for ya. even put a shirt on over my tank top(with this heat i probably sweat through it before these were taken.

Hopefully by next time i will look better. HA.

Without Riley here, i have to use my tripod, and therefor must put something on these boring white walls for the camera to focus on so i can use the self timer... Ugh having a boy to do this is SO much easier.

Seriously, it's freakin HOT in this house! Like i said, not feeling very attractive this week... I think tomorrow i should actually get ready, since i don't have moving crap to do before work... maybe you'll get better pictures tomorrow... cause these are NOT the 18 week ones i want to look at forever. I'm downing the water right now, just praying that i will quit retaining a bit.