First of all, Matthew and I are finished our photography class, and who do you think got the higher mark??? Yes, yes, allow me to brag, I beat Matt by 3 marks! Not by 3 percent, we both probably got 99% overall. We got the same mark on absolutely everything EXCEPT one piddly assignment where I got 3 marks more than Matt because he didn't answer one of the questions. At the start of the class, Matt wanted to have a prize for the person who got the higher mark and I wasn't so keen on that, as Matthew is much more academically gifted than I am, but my mind changed when I realized that I beat him. When we left class last Wednesday I said, "so what's my prize???" Matthew is so good and humoured me, and we went to Motherhood Maternity where I bought a top, some jeans and (boys, close your eyes) a new bra. I thought the bra would be heavenly, and at first it was, but now it's giving me bruises and I can't return it because it's undergarments. I think it'd be okay if I had perfect posture, but I don't, so pants to that.
Another exciting thing is that I have, in the space of a week, become a pie-making connoisseur! My mother-in-law came over and taught me how to make the pastry, and I made an apple pie and a raspberry pie. The raspberry pie was too tart to eat, and I learned that you need to taste the filling before putting it in. The apple pie was delicious though, and I felt very Holly-homemaker! I had leftover dough, so a couple days later I made chicken pot pie, and I was shocked with how good it was and how easy the recipe was. I was telling a friend about it on the weekend, and now I'm scheduled to go to her house tomorrow to teach HER how to make pies! It makes me think of that one funny quote from some late-night tv show: "If you die, and have a choice between pie heaven and regular heaven, I'd choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if it's not, mmmm boy!"
Matthew went away this past weekend to our lovely regional Young Women camp to help cut down trees and gather brush, and I was SO lonely! It's probably pathetic, but I feel like I just can't function when he's gone. I also worry...A LOT. I'm working on that, because it's too all-consuming. It's hard for me to get my mind off of my worries once they are there, and one thing I've stopped doing in hopes of it helping is I've stopped reading Yahoo News. I feel so disconnected, and it was interesting knowing what's going on in the world, but it's just not worth it to me. You see, when I read about bad things happening in the world, I acknowledge that bad things happen, but instead of moving on, I think about them too much and I start to EXPECT bad things to happen to myself and those around me, when in reality the bad things on the news make the news because they are NOT common out-of-the-ordinary things. It's hard to explain, but I think it's helping.
It seems like I keep cutting more and more things out. First facebook, now the news. It feels good though, doing some pruning and I think it makes me happier to be less cluttered. Also, it feels good because I am strong enough to do so...I'm not exactly the best person with things like self-mastery.
The last thing that's really new or exciting is that I had another midwife appointment yesterday. They're not exactly these big thrilling things, but it's nice to have a reminder that it's really happening...I still don't feel very pregnant. At times I think it's so unbelievable that I wonder if there's really a baby in there, and if the heart is still beating and everything is fine. We found the heartbeat yesterday almost immediately (which was a big improvement from the time before!) and it's still around 160, although it apparently drops a bit closer to 20 weeks. I'm almost 17 weeks now...weird! My tummy is getting bigger bit by bit, and I expect it will pick up more over the next month, as the baby is really growing during this time. Here's a photo taken today:
I'm still waiting to feel the baby move for the first time, but it might still be weeks from now before I realize it's happening. In less than 3 weeks though I have my ultrasound where I find out if it's a girl or boy!! That will be SO exciting. I don't know how people wait the whole time. I'm pumped to start buying things that are gender-specific, and I've already decided that if they can't tell what the gender is, I'll pay to have a 3D ultrasound done, and they can tell me there. I'll get the extra u/s done if they tell me it's a girl too, because that's the one where there's a better chance that they're wrong. I think it's a boy anyway, because it seems the G-Family genes are stacked against girls (for the most part of course!)
So that's it for now. My week has felt a little busy, what with working for Matt, appointments, pie-making, a wedding shower tomorrow (hurray for Lisa!) ward temple night Friday, and so on, but I like it. It doesn't necessarily make for thrilling posting, but it's so good to have things to do and to be useful. Anyway, it's time for bed, I feel so tired and would love to get a good 9 hours sleep tonight.
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