Misery Loves Company

We had a shin dig at my house the other night and we managed to get one last belly shot in before it's too late! I have to great benefit in having 75% of my closest friends pregnant as well. I love it. I love these pictures. Being pregnant is so much funner when you are with your gals! We have two girls and the rest boys in this group. Kim (the first one in the line) is the one who gets the twins!

I went to the doc yesterday, she said the baby is 5 1/2 pounds and if I go to 38 weeks (3 1/2 more weeks) then I will have my biggest baby ever at 7 1/2 pounds! So I asked her if that meant she would come even earlier than the last two or I'd just have a big baby (for me)... Vague answer of course.. WHO KNOWS?? So either way.. the thought of having a bigger baby than Beck is pretty intimidating and the though of having a baby 2-3 weeks is intimidating. I need at least 4 more weeks. Three kids scares the hell out of me.

And just a little disclosure because much concern has been expressed. I think my mother in law lost sleep over this! And we know I love her too much to do that to her. WE ARE NOT NAMING THE BABY MANGO. THAT IS JUST A NICKNAME THANKS TO AN IPHONE APP ON MY PHONE THAT COMPARES THE SIZE TO A PIECE OF FRUIT.

Oh, and one more thing-where I got my rug: It is an Anthropologie rug as you had suspected Candice, however I got it at this warehouse, NPS, in Salt Lake, that rarely has rugs from Anthropologie, but is worth checking regularly if you are obsessed with rugs from there, which, aren't we all???? I sort of only invite rugs from there into my house-which Jake loves. not.








Here is peanut sleeping. Sleep is a complete joke for me now. I literally laid in bed last night and thought why do I even try this??? Every time I roll or move it wakes me. Charlie horses snap me out of bed regularly and I have to get up and walk them off or roll on the ground out of pain. And not to mention the bathroom breaks and torn stomach muscles or rib pain or tumbling baby inside me. GRRRR. But at least I can admire other people doing it that makes it all worth it.




She liked it! This is a quilt I made for Kim's twins. I love the mushroom fabric, but wasn't sure if it was universally cute.

A Nesting Update

“Cleaning house while kids are growing is like shoveling snow while it’s still snowing.”

I read that quote this morning somewhere and thought it was so true.
Here are some current pictures of my house. There is very little hung and very little window coverings. Something to do with very pregnant girl not being able to stand on things up high and hold heavy objects.

But I have been telling people I will post pictures of the house, well, since we bought it. I apologize for the photos, point and shoots for ya. Just a few more weeks of nesting and then WHAAMMM baby comes! Nesting is cool though, I like it. But good thing we aren't like that all the time. We'd be basket cases. I do not recommend moving two months before having a baby, why have I done it with both houses????







A great place for my gift :)


The girls' room. Pictures in the process of being hung.


The material is for Piper's bedspread. Mango's is started and will hopefully be finished tomorrow. But that is what the weird hangy things from the crib are :)


A dress I made for Mango (the simple dress from lotta)


It's so odd having more than one bathroom it's hard to decide where to urinate. Oh.. the struggles with new houses... That's my favorite place in the whole house-the tub.



Another good place to pee..

Documentations And Lessons

This first picture is a pretty good documentation of the last while of this pregnancy spanning to the end. Eating and sewing, I mean, what else do super pregnant girls do? Eat and nest. The only thing that you don't know is there was a large shake from Jake's as well. I wish I could say these two burritos were the only two this week, and that that was the only shake...
Don't worry, I wave at all the runners on these west streets of Farmington that I pass on my way to Taco Maker.




Dear Piper,
See? Despite my impatience with you and all your sass I still love you and try to do nice things for you. One day, probably not soon, you will know about all the effort and love I put into things for you. To make you happy. One day it might work. One day my creations will be sufficient for you. But until that day I will document them and then when you are older in your attempts to be the opposite of me.. you will roll your eyes at them while you sit at your office as a CEO of a big company.



Piper made her own Valentine's day holder in preschool. Mine was wadded up in her backpack.

And.. she asked why she didn't get to give Hello Kitty card.

DOH!! Just goes to show kids don't need that much to make them happy, so save your breath. Lesson learned.



I do not come from a line of homemakers. I come from a line of working moms. Single, hard working independent women. In this history there is not baking on a platter after school, healthy home cooked meals, rides home from school, homemade Valentines and Valentines holder bags, fresh linens, or no dust. Did this hurt me in any way? Did I know any better? Not really. Nonetheless my pride swells in the efforts of these things that I exude. I have to work extra hard to know how to cook, bake, clean, and sew. (or I call my friends and ask them how they do stuff."Lex, do you use pillow protectors") I am nerdy, but whatever. I own it.

Miss Us?

Yo yo yo. It's me. I am sure amidst all the many blogs out there you missed my few weeks of unpostage, or not. But here we are, same mornings, same routines, same kids, different house. But we made it through all the building, remodeling, living with others and vacations. (Now if only I could make it through this last few weeks of baby carrying.)

Iphone Stories

This are recent happenings from my phone. It is a pretty good tale of what I am up to. I am constantly taking pictures to send to Jake at work or my brother.
Here is miss diva Piper at the Hello Kitty store. Need I say anything??


Piper going to preschool the other day.
Yes I let her leave the house like this. You might notice in these two pictures her BRIGHT BLUSH, and totally inconvenient shoes, but hey.. a girl's gotta look good.


This was me FINALLY getting the keys to our house after waiting a whole day. I took this to send to Jake and rub it in :)


Working on the house.....








This is my dad. My real dad. I share this picture with endearment. This is him, cowboy up, cigarette, wranglers and all-who says that it looks like Disneyland had an orgasm on the walls in my house. -Hey he has a good point.

Dose Of Good Attitude For You.

Shoot me, shoot me, shoot me.






------PLEASE.

Something For The Boy

I have been wanting to make Beck a quilt for some time and he saw this car, truck, firetruck, material and said, "wan buy this." What do you do? So the material isn't necessarily what I would have picked, but if there is one thing Piper has taught me it's that my taste and my kids' will probably never be the same. Now I know why my mom thinks I am crazy for 99% of the stuff I pick out for my house. Especially my paint choices :)I was down right DREADING the reveal to her.
Notice the thifted sheet (that my mom thought I was crazy for wanting.."what would you make with that??") Um hello what wouldn't I make? I am pretty sure one of my grandmas had it on their beds at one point in their life! I am a mission to make Jake nuts with as many flowers in our house as possible :~ "That's fine, as long as it's not flowery...." Good thing you can't send or take fabric back....Oh how I love him. I will be happy to have this house adjustment finished so I can actually see him for more than an hour tonight. (I like to call it an adjustment because you don't necessarily REmodel a brand spanken new house..you just adjust it.)
We saw each other twice in the day though.. once at a warehouse to look for lights and faucets, and once at Home Depot. How romantic.
Still hoping to move in this weekend. Fingers crossed.


I really like the back and it's geometricness. I am happy with how that turned out.