Well my friends, I have a baby.
She is wonderful. We love her a lot. It seems strange that she just joined our family. It seems like she's been here a lot longer than three weeks and two days. Boy, has that time flown by.
I promise I'll write the birth story soon (hopefully this week) but for now, here are some little updates.
Amalie Rose Pearson was born Dec 14 at 6:19 pm. She weighed a whopping 5 lbs 9 oz and was 19 3/4 inches long.
We didn't have a name for her for about three days. Our list of names just weren't fitting for her. I was frustrated because I wanted a spiritual confirmation of sorts but it just wasn't coming. Our first night home (which was the night she was born-I love birthing centers) I was up in a daze at 3 am feeding her and Tanner was in and out. I guess I muttered something about wanting to name her after a flower. Thus, Rose was born. We thought about having that be her first name for a while but it just wasn't working. Amalie had been on our list but we had basically crossed it off a while ago. Then it hit me, Amalie Rose. That's when the confirmation came. She is so beautiful and the name truly does fit her.
We originally spelled it Amelie. That is the French spelling and Tanner speaks French and we loved it. However, we soon learned that no one knew how to pronounce or spell her name. I was annoyed and didn't want her to be so annoyed for the rest of her life.
My Great-Aunt found a Hedwig Amalie in our line shortly after and I thought that we might as well spell it a way that is a bit less confusing. People still make butcher it but now it's Amalie, the German spelling. And yes, I will obviously call her Hedwig sometimes. If I had known before that we had a Hedwig in our family, that may have been her name. Luckily for her, it will now only be a nick name.
PS. It's pronounced Aw-ma-lie with a long A sound and the accent on the A. Confused? Ask me in person and Amalie, I'm sorry if I cursed you with a ridiculous name. I think it's beautiful.
So we've had a lovely three weeks together as a family. We spent the first week at our home, we had some visitors over and it was great. The ward provided wonderful meals and we had a great time. Then we went to my parents house and stayed there for two weeks. This was not our intention. We planned on staying until the day after Christmas and then returning home to get the hang of our new family but alas, it made sense to stay until new years eve and then while Tanner was snowboarding our car and house key ended up who knows where in the snow of Sundance. We stayed longer than we meant to but it was wonderful. We really loved being at my parents house. It was fun to see my siblings ooh and ahh over my daughter .... AH. My parents were equally as adoring.
We had a lovely Christmas and were spoiled. We not only got a precious child but also a beautiful camera. So my new project for this year is to get my food blog going. It was originally made for a school project but I want to keep it going and now I have a nice camera to take pictures of the food and they will actually look appetizing!
I want to say so much more about our wonderful little girl. But words just don't do my feelings justice. I'll put more of my thoughts with the birth story.
All I can say is that this little child is a miracle. Creation is beautiful and we are blessed to have this special spirit in our home. We feel peace with her and peace in knowing that everything happened in the right time. She smiled intentionally at us last night and oh how my heart wanted to burst. You really don't know what love is until you have a child. And you don't know how much you love your spouse until that happens. I feel whole now. I feel like I've left the old Katrina in the dust and embraced who I was meant to be. I have never felt more complete in my life since I've become a mother. It's my purpose in life and I am so grateful for the opportunity I have to figure things out with my husband and our sweet Amalie.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Thoughts about Cell Phones
Dear Readers,
Let me tell you a little story.
My sister is turning 16 tomorrow. It's awesome. She's awesome. She's turning 16 on 12/12/12. And she gets that awesome date on her license. She also gets a phone tomorrow. I don't think she reads my blog...and even if she did it wouldn't be a big deal because she knows she's getting it. We all got a phone for our 16th birthday. It's a good age. You don't need a phone before because 1) your friends all have one-so you can borrow it and feel lame that you don't have one (that's what she says at least) 2) you aren't driving so you don't need to call mom/have mom call you to pick something up 3) you aren't dating until you're 16 so you really don't need anyone to call you and if a boy is calling/texting you they shouldn't be because you shouldn't be dating. So they can call your house. And your mom can answer and then give the phone to you. DONE.
My mom washed her phone in the laundry machine. So my sister is getting my line (a different number) and my mom gets to put her SIM card in my phone.
All that being said, I am happily getting kicked off my parents cell phone contract. I will be joining Tanner's families plan.
I have a few mixed feelings about this.
-I feel like we should be independent and pay for our own phones.
-I also know we can't afford it and it's ridiculous how much they make you pay for phones
-Tanner needs a smart phone because he's smart and because his field of work (in the business world) basically demands him to be available via email at all times.
-I wish we could get our own plan. We've looked and it is soo expensive. That being said, we're still going to pay for our portion of the plan with Tanner's family, but I still feel bad.
-I will get a new number. I will also get a new area code and people will be like...woah she's cool cuz she's not from Utah
So my mother came and picked up my phone this morning. The number was disconnected and when I called, it said it was my sister's new number. I haven't had my phone for like four hours and it feels like i'm naked...
It is hard in this world to not have a cell phone. It's also strange that it's so hard. We were all fine, happy, functioning people before cell phones were invented. We were fine before it was mainstream to have one too. What happened? Why can't we just call the home line? It takes time for people to get back to you, to return your calls. It's inconvenient to look up addresses on google maps and WRITE DOWN directions for heaven's sake. It's also hard to wear a watch so you can look at your wrist for the time instead of your phone. And it's hard to have to play games on your calculator during class. I'm being sarcastic.
What is so hard about not having a cell phone?
Is it because we're used to having something there, something to check when we have nothing to do? Something to play and someone to text when we're bored? A way to "connect" us to other people. Even though since we've had cell phones I would say we're more disconnected as a society. I won't get into that now though.
Strange. Cell phones are so strange.
I'm sitting in a computer lab waiting for my husband to finish his final. I asked to borrow a strangers phone to text him where I was so he can come when he's done. I told this stranger that I left my phone at home. It was easier than relaying all of what I've written above. So then I was sitting here, doing nothing (because I have one final left on Thursday that is online and going to be EASY) when I just felt bad. I felt bad for telling her a lie. It ate me up so I apologized to her and explained that I felt bad that I just told her a little lie so I wouldn't have to explain details about not having a phone and such. I am so glad I did. It's so easy to apologize and have those bad feelings melt away. I'm so grateful I did so.
So there you have it readers, my cell phone saga and why I love repenting.
So go apologize to someone that you need to and let's start a revolution and not use our cell phones anymore.
Let me tell you a little story.
My sister is turning 16 tomorrow. It's awesome. She's awesome. She's turning 16 on 12/12/12. And she gets that awesome date on her license. She also gets a phone tomorrow. I don't think she reads my blog...and even if she did it wouldn't be a big deal because she knows she's getting it. We all got a phone for our 16th birthday. It's a good age. You don't need a phone before because 1) your friends all have one-so you can borrow it and feel lame that you don't have one (that's what she says at least) 2) you aren't driving so you don't need to call mom/have mom call you to pick something up 3) you aren't dating until you're 16 so you really don't need anyone to call you and if a boy is calling/texting you they shouldn't be because you shouldn't be dating. So they can call your house. And your mom can answer and then give the phone to you. DONE.
My mom washed her phone in the laundry machine. So my sister is getting my line (a different number) and my mom gets to put her SIM card in my phone.
All that being said, I am happily getting kicked off my parents cell phone contract. I will be joining Tanner's families plan.
I have a few mixed feelings about this.
-I feel like we should be independent and pay for our own phones.
-I also know we can't afford it and it's ridiculous how much they make you pay for phones
-Tanner needs a smart phone because he's smart and because his field of work (in the business world) basically demands him to be available via email at all times.
-I wish we could get our own plan. We've looked and it is soo expensive. That being said, we're still going to pay for our portion of the plan with Tanner's family, but I still feel bad.
-I will get a new number. I will also get a new area code and people will be like...woah she's cool cuz she's not from Utah
So my mother came and picked up my phone this morning. The number was disconnected and when I called, it said it was my sister's new number. I haven't had my phone for like four hours and it feels like i'm naked...
It is hard in this world to not have a cell phone. It's also strange that it's so hard. We were all fine, happy, functioning people before cell phones were invented. We were fine before it was mainstream to have one too. What happened? Why can't we just call the home line? It takes time for people to get back to you, to return your calls. It's inconvenient to look up addresses on google maps and WRITE DOWN directions for heaven's sake. It's also hard to wear a watch so you can look at your wrist for the time instead of your phone. And it's hard to have to play games on your calculator during class. I'm being sarcastic.
What is so hard about not having a cell phone?
Is it because we're used to having something there, something to check when we have nothing to do? Something to play and someone to text when we're bored? A way to "connect" us to other people. Even though since we've had cell phones I would say we're more disconnected as a society. I won't get into that now though.
Strange. Cell phones are so strange.
I'm sitting in a computer lab waiting for my husband to finish his final. I asked to borrow a strangers phone to text him where I was so he can come when he's done. I told this stranger that I left my phone at home. It was easier than relaying all of what I've written above. So then I was sitting here, doing nothing (because I have one final left on Thursday that is online and going to be EASY) when I just felt bad. I felt bad for telling her a lie. It ate me up so I apologized to her and explained that I felt bad that I just told her a little lie so I wouldn't have to explain details about not having a phone and such. I am so glad I did. It's so easy to apologize and have those bad feelings melt away. I'm so grateful I did so.
So there you have it readers, my cell phone saga and why I love repenting.
So go apologize to someone that you need to and let's start a revolution and not use our cell phones anymore.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
What's in a Name?
Well, here I am sitting at home at 10:30 am. We have 9 am church. I sat through Sacrament meeting while Tanner was fanning me and felt like I was going to explode. Hi, I'm almost 39 weeks pregnant. I was hot, sweaty, anxious and could NOT sit still. And I'm supposed to sit upright without crossing my legs to help baby be in the best position. I turned to Tanner once and said, "I think I'm going to die". I really did, in that moment feel like every fiber in my body wanted to explode. He suggested I go home. So I'm home, sitting in bed lost in my thoughts.
One conversation I've had at least daily for the past few months consists of someone asking me if we know if we're having a boy or girl and then immediately followed by, "Do you have a name yet?"
Do we have a name yet...
A name is so important. It's defining. It's your identity. It is the word you will respond to, that cues your attention and beckons you to respond. A name is important.
I remember one of the first talks I gave in church was about my name. I was asked to talk about the importance of a name and my name. I was like what, 10? That's a topic for a ten year old. I don't remember all that I said but I do remember researching with my dad our last name. I remember reading about all those family members who came before me and coming to a small understanding of the significance of a family name. Perhaps the last name is most important because it connects you to other people.
Why does the name, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints matter? Because it identifies us with Jesus Christ. 3 Nephi 27: 3-9 . I love this set of verses. We take upon us the name of Christ and strive to do as He would have us. Verse 6 "And whoso taketh upon him my name, and endureth to the end, the same shall be saved at the last day."
Yes, names are important. Perhaps last names are more important because it is your family name. But I know there is significance in a person's first name. We do have a name we love for this little girl. But we have back up options too. She may come out and not look like the name we've thought of. It may not be her identifying word.
After reading those verses however I have realized that it truly only matters that eventually in her life, this little babe will grow
up and take upon her the name of Christ. It only matters that she stays true to herself and her testimony of Christ. It matters that she feels connected to her name of Pearson and also to her name of Lewis. It matters that she feels loved and cherished by her parents and Father in Heaven. A name is important but a new name in Christ is more important.
This was taken last week just shy of 38 weeks. Gooo baby!
Remind me on Wednesday to write about our neighbors....and their Opera singing at 12 am...I MUST document this time in our lives.
One conversation I've had at least daily for the past few months consists of someone asking me if we know if we're having a boy or girl and then immediately followed by, "Do you have a name yet?"
Do we have a name yet...
A name is so important. It's defining. It's your identity. It is the word you will respond to, that cues your attention and beckons you to respond. A name is important.
I remember one of the first talks I gave in church was about my name. I was asked to talk about the importance of a name and my name. I was like what, 10? That's a topic for a ten year old. I don't remember all that I said but I do remember researching with my dad our last name. I remember reading about all those family members who came before me and coming to a small understanding of the significance of a family name. Perhaps the last name is most important because it connects you to other people.
Why does the name, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints matter? Because it identifies us with Jesus Christ. 3 Nephi 27: 3-9 . I love this set of verses. We take upon us the name of Christ and strive to do as He would have us. Verse 6 "And whoso taketh upon him my name, and endureth to the end, the same shall be saved at the last day."
Yes, names are important. Perhaps last names are more important because it is your family name. But I know there is significance in a person's first name. We do have a name we love for this little girl. But we have back up options too. She may come out and not look like the name we've thought of. It may not be her identifying word.
After reading those verses however I have realized that it truly only matters that eventually in her life, this little babe will grow
up and take upon her the name of Christ. It only matters that she stays true to herself and her testimony of Christ. It matters that she feels connected to her name of Pearson and also to her name of Lewis. It matters that she feels loved and cherished by her parents and Father in Heaven. A name is important but a new name in Christ is more important.
This was taken last week just shy of 38 weeks. Gooo baby!
Remind me on Wednesday to write about our neighbors....and their Opera singing at 12 am...I MUST document this time in our lives.
Friday, November 30, 2012
A slurry of thoughts
I just really hope my baby is chubby like Stephanie Nielson's. She's the cutest chub in the world.
I want to kiss those cheeks.
Life is good. Finals are almost upon us and we're busy with final projects. Christmas Around the World is this weekend which means we've spent the week at the Marriott Center. You might wonder why, especially because we're done dancing. BUT Tanner TA's the tour team and I thought I might as well help with costumes since he'd be there the whole time. It's nice to feel useful and practice what I'm supposed to be able to teach soon.
We're getting ready for this babe. My uterus is gearing up for the marathon and I'm really enjoying my pressure waves. (That's the word we use for contractions). I'm doing hypnobabies for my child birth prep and it's awesome. And it works. I love it. Go here for more information or ask me if you have questions!!
We're going to have a quiet afternoon/evening now. I haven't seen my husband very much this week and I'm excited to just be with him. We promised we wouldn't do homework until tomorrow. Maybe we'll get our Christmas tree...ps...any suggestions for cheap-ish tree stands? We were thinking we'd try DI but if anyone knows of a better place let me know!
There's going to be a huge load of recipes uploaded on my recipe blog this weekend...so be warned. The project is due Tuesday and I have a few more to upload along with pictures. So get excited!!!
Tanner just installed the car seat in our car. I think I'm slightly freaking out about everything now. That's normal, right? It's going to be fantastic and overwhelming and wonderful. Happy Friday! :)
I want to kiss those cheeks.
Life is good. Finals are almost upon us and we're busy with final projects. Christmas Around the World is this weekend which means we've spent the week at the Marriott Center. You might wonder why, especially because we're done dancing. BUT Tanner TA's the tour team and I thought I might as well help with costumes since he'd be there the whole time. It's nice to feel useful and practice what I'm supposed to be able to teach soon.
We're getting ready for this babe. My uterus is gearing up for the marathon and I'm really enjoying my pressure waves. (That's the word we use for contractions). I'm doing hypnobabies for my child birth prep and it's awesome. And it works. I love it. Go here for more information or ask me if you have questions!!
We're going to have a quiet afternoon/evening now. I haven't seen my husband very much this week and I'm excited to just be with him. We promised we wouldn't do homework until tomorrow. Maybe we'll get our Christmas tree...ps...any suggestions for cheap-ish tree stands? We were thinking we'd try DI but if anyone knows of a better place let me know!
There's going to be a huge load of recipes uploaded on my recipe blog this weekend...so be warned. The project is due Tuesday and I have a few more to upload along with pictures. So get excited!!!
Tanner just installed the car seat in our car. I think I'm slightly freaking out about everything now. That's normal, right? It's going to be fantastic and overwhelming and wonderful. Happy Friday! :)
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Giving Thanks
I'm just going to go ahead and get my gratitude list out a bit early this year...
-I am grateful for the knowledge I have of the Gospel. I am grateful to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I'm grateful that I know it's true.
-I'm grateful my husband makes dinner with me. It is so much fun and we make some rockin' food together.
-I am grateful I'm pregnant. I have loved the past eight (!!) months. Every single second of them ... ha ha. I am grateful for the opportunity to lend my body over for the creation of human life. What a miracle. What a blessing.
-I am grateful for water. I LOVE WATER.
-I am grateful for my awesome husband. He is the hardest worker I have ever met and I admire him so much. He does so much for our family. I love him a lot. He's so handsome and wonderful and helps me be all sorts of happy. And he started a blog too...read it. www.theweeklytap.blogspot.com
-I am grateful for amazing family and friends who have spoiled us the past few months as we prepare for this baby. People are so giving and generous. THANK YOU.
-I am grateful for kindred spirit friends. I am grateful for long Sunday night conversations, pumpkin pie medicine, and bath robes. All of these symbolize my sweetest friends. I am so grateful for them and the things I learn from their examples.
-My mother. My dear friend said this about my mother tonight, "that woman has more kindness and love than anyone I know and that's just stored up in her little pinky finger." (this is not a direct quote...but pretty close). How true this statement is. Tanner just said, "her name is appropriate for who she is". Mom, we love you.
-I am grateful for my abilities and talents. I am grateful for my gifts. I am grateful I have opportunities to use them for good in this world.
-I love education. I'm grateful I'm still in school and learning and growing. What an amazing journey college has been. I wouldn't change it for the world.
-My siblings. They are the best. I love and admire them and all they do. They are some of my best friends.
-My dad. He is the sweetest father. I love him and am grateful for his undying support.
These are just come highlights. There is so much in this world to be grateful for. I hope I can live my life in a way that shows others that I am truly grateful. Hope you have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving week. :)
-I am grateful for the knowledge I have of the Gospel. I am grateful to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I'm grateful that I know it's true.
-I'm grateful my husband makes dinner with me. It is so much fun and we make some rockin' food together.
-I am grateful I'm pregnant. I have loved the past eight (!!) months. Every single second of them ... ha ha. I am grateful for the opportunity to lend my body over for the creation of human life. What a miracle. What a blessing.
-I am grateful for water. I LOVE WATER.
-I am grateful for my awesome husband. He is the hardest worker I have ever met and I admire him so much. He does so much for our family. I love him a lot. He's so handsome and wonderful and helps me be all sorts of happy. And he started a blog too...read it. www.theweeklytap.blogspot.com
-I am grateful for amazing family and friends who have spoiled us the past few months as we prepare for this baby. People are so giving and generous. THANK YOU.
-I am grateful for kindred spirit friends. I am grateful for long Sunday night conversations, pumpkin pie medicine, and bath robes. All of these symbolize my sweetest friends. I am so grateful for them and the things I learn from their examples.
-My mother. My dear friend said this about my mother tonight, "that woman has more kindness and love than anyone I know and that's just stored up in her little pinky finger." (this is not a direct quote...but pretty close). How true this statement is. Tanner just said, "her name is appropriate for who she is". Mom, we love you.
-I am grateful for my abilities and talents. I am grateful for my gifts. I am grateful I have opportunities to use them for good in this world.
-I love education. I'm grateful I'm still in school and learning and growing. What an amazing journey college has been. I wouldn't change it for the world.
-My siblings. They are the best. I love and admire them and all they do. They are some of my best friends.
-My dad. He is the sweetest father. I love him and am grateful for his undying support.
These are just come highlights. There is so much in this world to be grateful for. I hope I can live my life in a way that shows others that I am truly grateful. Hope you have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving week. :)
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Update of the Stolen Bike
Once upon a time my bike was stolen...I have already written a post on that one. It was exciting.
The other day I received a letter telling me that the girl (yes it was a girl) who stole my bike is being arrested/called to court for a myriad of things. Turns out that if you steal a bike it's bad, but if you sell is illegally to a pawn shop it's worse. :/
They have asked me to send them a letter and receipts indicating how much I would like to be reimbursed basically. So...without a receipt (because I had to buy it with cash and somehow I didn't get a receipt?) I will write them and let them know that yes, it would be great to have $30 back. And can they restore my basket too?
I felt strange about this whole situation. Justice vs. Mercy. I kept going back and forth thinking, what if she really needed that $30? What if her family is starving and she's just trying to help out? On the other hand, perhaps she bought drugs with it? Or perhaps some make-up because she's trying to impress a boy? So many reasons. I thought to myself, it doesn't matter, it's just money and I am fine. I don't want her to get in trouble. I don't want her life to be turned upside down because of this one mistake. And yet, we believe in Justice. It's such a fragile balance.
I want there to be Mercy. I want to give her the benefit of the doubt. Then I thought of the Atonement. We are thankfully blessed with Mercy. But there is Justice as well. Someone has to be punished. Christ takes our punishment for us. HOWEVER, we still remember the sin or wrong doing and we individually punish ourselves internally before true repentance can take place. That's at least what has happened to me before. Then we turn ourselves over to Christ and the suffering is taken away. BUT we remember our sin and there are still consequences on this earth for the things we do. Thus, we have a legal system that hopefully justly punishes those for their wrongdoings. I hope things work out okay for this girl. I am sad she stole and then sold my bike but I hope that this is the extent of her mistakes. I hope she is punished fairly for the laws of the land she broke but then can continue to press forward and improve herself and hopefully not make the same mistakes again.
Also, take this post to remind yourself that we have a check and balance system in our government...cool huh?
The other day I received a letter telling me that the girl (yes it was a girl) who stole my bike is being arrested/called to court for a myriad of things. Turns out that if you steal a bike it's bad, but if you sell is illegally to a pawn shop it's worse. :/
They have asked me to send them a letter and receipts indicating how much I would like to be reimbursed basically. So...without a receipt (because I had to buy it with cash and somehow I didn't get a receipt?) I will write them and let them know that yes, it would be great to have $30 back. And can they restore my basket too?
I felt strange about this whole situation. Justice vs. Mercy. I kept going back and forth thinking, what if she really needed that $30? What if her family is starving and she's just trying to help out? On the other hand, perhaps she bought drugs with it? Or perhaps some make-up because she's trying to impress a boy? So many reasons. I thought to myself, it doesn't matter, it's just money and I am fine. I don't want her to get in trouble. I don't want her life to be turned upside down because of this one mistake. And yet, we believe in Justice. It's such a fragile balance.
I want there to be Mercy. I want to give her the benefit of the doubt. Then I thought of the Atonement. We are thankfully blessed with Mercy. But there is Justice as well. Someone has to be punished. Christ takes our punishment for us. HOWEVER, we still remember the sin or wrong doing and we individually punish ourselves internally before true repentance can take place. That's at least what has happened to me before. Then we turn ourselves over to Christ and the suffering is taken away. BUT we remember our sin and there are still consequences on this earth for the things we do. Thus, we have a legal system that hopefully justly punishes those for their wrongdoings. I hope things work out okay for this girl. I am sad she stole and then sold my bike but I hope that this is the extent of her mistakes. I hope she is punished fairly for the laws of the land she broke but then can continue to press forward and improve herself and hopefully not make the same mistakes again.
Also, take this post to remind yourself that we have a check and balance system in our government...cool huh?
Monday, November 5, 2012
Park City Adventure
We had a really really fun weekend in Park City.
No pictures were taken....
When do we ever take pictures?? SORRY!
I decided after finding a great deal on Groupon that we needed to do something fun. We don't like spending money and have a hard time letting ourselves to "fun" things-meaning things that cost money. But after not being able to truly celebrate our 1 year anniversary this summer (we didn't want to spend money-ha!) and not getting to go on the Cancun trip or Cruise that Tanner won at work, we needed to do something! And...people talk about Babymoons so we thought we would splurge.
We had fun walking around Main Street and finally decided on a place to eat after walking down the entire place. Yes, it was at the very end of the street and it took us almost a whole hour. I think I'm more indecisive since being pregnant. Oops. We went to a lovely and fairly inexpensive brick over pizza place called Vinto. It was super yummy and we had the best Cesar Salad I've ever had. Maybe the best Tanner has had too. I just think it was divine.
Then we walked up to the other end of Main Street and Tanner got some ice-cream (did I mention it was freezing?). I got a hot chocolate. Again, this was the best hot chocolate I have ever had. EVER. I experienced many favorites this weekend.
By this point, it was late and we were really tired from a long week and day of school. We got back to the hotel (yay Groupon!) and crashed. But Tanner did whip out his guitar and play the song he wrote for me when he proposed. It was sweet. I cried-remember how I'm pregnant? Then we broke out the bottle of wine that came with our Groupon...kidding, they gave us apple cider. PS. How is that equivalent Apple Cider costs like $3 and wine is much more expensive...even the lowest quality right? I TOTALLY wish I could have had that wine...too bad I'm pregnant. ;) But we had fun. We slept in really late and enjoyed a really late breakfast/brunch at Squatters.
Again, I had the best French Toast I've ever had. And really, all those things, the salad, the hot chocolate and the french toast TRULY were the best I've had. I'm not joking. Then we went shopping at the Outlet malls...but remember how we can't spend money on things we don't need? So we bought baby clothes because we actually really do need baby clothes. Oh, and a splatter screen because Tanner has wanted one for so long and we've never actually gone and bought one. After about an hour and a few adorable dresses for a little one later, we drove to City Creek in SLC and went to H&M. They have maternity things there. Yay!! I bought a shirts and a sweater. I also tried on some regular clothes and laughed at myself. Don't do that to yourself if you're almost 34. It's funny and cruel all the the same time.
After the shopping we went and visited some good friends in Sugar House. We spent the afternoon enjoying their new baby and our future son-in-law. It was so fun and we wish we lived closer to them!!!
Then we went home and I cried because I didn't want to go back to school and sit in the same room as my husband in silence as we studied and did homework. Yes, I was a baby. The weekend was so fun and so good for us. I am grateful that we splurged and did a little getaway. It was so healthy for us and let us reflect on our future and what is coming up in our lives. We're so excited for this little baby and so nervous too. But I am so confident that the timing is right and the Lord will help us prepare. Truly, nothing is impossible with Him.
Park City is really fun. And really expensive. But really fun. And it clearly has three of my favorite things...so we may have to go back up again soon.
No pictures were taken....
When do we ever take pictures?? SORRY!
I decided after finding a great deal on Groupon that we needed to do something fun. We don't like spending money and have a hard time letting ourselves to "fun" things-meaning things that cost money. But after not being able to truly celebrate our 1 year anniversary this summer (we didn't want to spend money-ha!) and not getting to go on the Cancun trip or Cruise that Tanner won at work, we needed to do something! And...people talk about Babymoons so we thought we would splurge.
We had fun walking around Main Street and finally decided on a place to eat after walking down the entire place. Yes, it was at the very end of the street and it took us almost a whole hour. I think I'm more indecisive since being pregnant. Oops. We went to a lovely and fairly inexpensive brick over pizza place called Vinto. It was super yummy and we had the best Cesar Salad I've ever had. Maybe the best Tanner has had too. I just think it was divine.
Then we walked up to the other end of Main Street and Tanner got some ice-cream (did I mention it was freezing?). I got a hot chocolate. Again, this was the best hot chocolate I have ever had. EVER. I experienced many favorites this weekend.
By this point, it was late and we were really tired from a long week and day of school. We got back to the hotel (yay Groupon!) and crashed. But Tanner did whip out his guitar and play the song he wrote for me when he proposed. It was sweet. I cried-remember how I'm pregnant? Then we broke out the bottle of wine that came with our Groupon...kidding, they gave us apple cider. PS. How is that equivalent Apple Cider costs like $3 and wine is much more expensive...even the lowest quality right? I TOTALLY wish I could have had that wine...too bad I'm pregnant. ;) But we had fun. We slept in really late and enjoyed a really late breakfast/brunch at Squatters.
Again, I had the best French Toast I've ever had. And really, all those things, the salad, the hot chocolate and the french toast TRULY were the best I've had. I'm not joking. Then we went shopping at the Outlet malls...but remember how we can't spend money on things we don't need? So we bought baby clothes because we actually really do need baby clothes. Oh, and a splatter screen because Tanner has wanted one for so long and we've never actually gone and bought one. After about an hour and a few adorable dresses for a little one later, we drove to City Creek in SLC and went to H&M. They have maternity things there. Yay!! I bought a shirts and a sweater. I also tried on some regular clothes and laughed at myself. Don't do that to yourself if you're almost 34. It's funny and cruel all the the same time.
After the shopping we went and visited some good friends in Sugar House. We spent the afternoon enjoying their new baby and our future son-in-law. It was so fun and we wish we lived closer to them!!!
Then we went home and I cried because I didn't want to go back to school and sit in the same room as my husband in silence as we studied and did homework. Yes, I was a baby. The weekend was so fun and so good for us. I am grateful that we splurged and did a little getaway. It was so healthy for us and let us reflect on our future and what is coming up in our lives. We're so excited for this little baby and so nervous too. But I am so confident that the timing is right and the Lord will help us prepare. Truly, nothing is impossible with Him.
Park City is really fun. And really expensive. But really fun. And it clearly has three of my favorite things...so we may have to go back up again soon.
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