Nesting.

There are ALOT of projects that still need to be done on the house/around the house, but honestly the larger my belly gets the more unmotivated I am.  Thank goodness 'nesting' is a real thing or else nothing would get done around here!  I decided I had to get the baking kitchen organized before the baby comes.  I think the reason I have been so unmotivated to work on it is because everything needs to go down low in the cupboards and it is so hard to bend down to organize them!

I brought up all the food and baking items from the storage room one night.

The next day I sat on the floor and organized.  It is still a work in progress - I am sure I will be moving things around for a while until I figure out exactly how I want everything organized.

This is the "canned vegetables/dinners" cupboard.  There is another full of small kitchen appliances and another with "canned fruit/baking" items.

All cleaned up - for now anyway!

I am still waiting for an upper set of cabinets that go along the back wall {above the sink}

 

The open shelves have snack foods and breakfast cereals for the kids.  

Jumping.

 

We love going to the "jumping station" as my kids call it.  It's the perfect place to go when the weather is cold outside.

Book Club.

Today we had book club, we read The Book Thief  by Markus Zusak.

Tami hosted us at her house for a yummy breakfast and discussion about the book.  

It's a great book and highly recommended.

Next we are reading, My Story by Elizabeth Smart.

Happy Birthday Gregg ... and the hospital.

{Birthday card from his parents with a picture of him and his cake on his 5th birthday}

Poor Gregg.

Today is his birthday and we didn't do a single things to celebrate, instead he dealt with a very pregnant and emotional wife.

Last night after rushing around all day, visiting a friend in Park City, doing laundry and dishes, and all the other things we do as mothers, I crawled into bed and started to read.  For the past few months the baby has gotten a bad case of the hiccups every night when I finally get into bed and relax.  He then usually proceeds to wiggle around for an hour or so until we both fall asleep.  And most recently he has started to wake up and wiggle even more when I get up during the night to use the bathroom.

Last night he never got the hiccups and he never wiggled around.  I laid in bed and tried to remember the last time I had felt him move, I couldn't remember.  I don't normally notice him move during the day, I think mostly because I am so preoccupied with a two-year old and four-year old and everything else happening in the day.

This morning I work up in a little bit of a panic.  I didn't know if I should be worried or not, or even how worried to be.  Towards the end of my pregnancies I tend to get a little more uptight, emotional, on edge, crazy!  As I got Truman ready for school Gregg was in the background trying to convince me to stop in at the doctors office and have them listen for a heart beat.  At this point I had tried moving, sitting, pocking, prodding and laying in ever position possible to irritate the little guy enough to make him move - nothing worked.

Right before I walked out the door with Truman I broke down and started to cry.  I was sure everything was okay, but I wanted to know for sure, and I wanted Gregg to be there with me {but for some dumb pregnancy reason I couldn't get the words out of my mouth to ask him to come with me}.  Once Gregg saw the tears he quickly announced, "You are going to the doctors, and I am taking you".

There was a heart beat and I breathed a sigh of relief but the baby was still not moving.  An ultra sound and calculation of the amniotic fluid determined that there was enough amniotic fluid, but still no movement.  I was admitted to the hospital for a fetal non stress test.  For some reason walking over to the hospital put me in tears again, when the nurse asked me my birthday I started to cry.  I think emotional I was not prepared for any of what was happening, even though it was all just routine stuff to check on the baby.

About 40 minutes into the non stress test the baby started to move.  The results came back perfectly normal and healthy.  Unfortunately my emotions didn't calm right back down to a 0, the rest of the day was way more emotional then I would have liked!  I felt so bad for 'ruining' Gregg's birthday and then I started to question how crazy I really was getting - because, after all everything checked out okay.

Happy Birthday to a very loving and patient husband and father.

We'll make it up to you.

Church ball.

It's church ball season again and we have had fun cheering for Gregg on Tuesday nights.

{number 20}

He kept making three-pointers!  Good job Gregg.

 The boys like shooting hoops durning quarters and half time.

Happy Birthday Gregg {Super Bowl Style}.

Gregg's birthday is on Friday but we did a little celebrating today.

Because Gregg's favorite team {the Denver broncos} made it to the Super Bowl and because our friends favorite team {the Seattle Seahawks} where their competition we decided a Super Bowl party would be fun.

 The kids in their football gear and Gregg in his jersey from years ago.

The Fife's + photo bomb Truman in the Seahawks gear.

I didn't take pictures of any of the other families - oops!

Everyone brought yummy snack food to share.

At half time we sang happy birthday and made Gregg blow out his candle.

And we let him open one of his gifts, the rest we are saving for Friday!

{thanks Lindsey for the recommendation}

Because the game was hardly a game at all it was fun to watch the kids play and talk - there was no stress over the game at all.

Some of the kids at half time.

Tami was in charge of the Seattle decorations and she way out did me!  It was hard to try and find Broncos decorations - I was surprised.

I asked Gregg and his little brother Brad how they felt about the game and these were the faces I got!

Football cake pops with funfetti cake inside {at Gregg's request}.

So sad that the Broncos didn't even show up for the game.

At least the half time show was entertaining.

Happy Birthday Gregg {even if your team lost}.