Stuffs That I Don't Know What to Call it.

It's just a general update of my otherwise boring life. We did find out the gender and we're having a girl. I guess having a gender and a name to call her by (besides Baby Powell) helps to stop the feeling of this baby just being an imaginary friend.

I went and looked at baby clothes on Saturday and then stopped. I think the only reason I went in the first place was because the baby store was air conditioned. I had to stop because I chose to go into the Baby Gap...which is very much my style...and very much NOT my price range. =P

We're very excited to be having a girl though.

Since the last time I wrote, Andrew and I have successfully been on 1 date. Not quite what I was aiming for, but its a start. We went to the temple. Andrew had a talk to give so it was a good motivation to get us there. Bonus, the temple is air conditioned.

See what my life has been reduced to??? Chasing air conditioning.

I think for our date next week we are going to make ice cream. I checked out a book from the library (which also has air conditioning, the library, not the book) with all kinds of recipes. We don't have an ice cream maker but we can rent one from the BYU outdoor center or I found a technique online that doesn't require a machine...just a lot of time because you have to pull it out of the freezer every 30 minutes and stir it up. We'll see, it'll be fun.

I'm past the halfway point of my pregnancy. It passed without a lot of fanfare. We went to JCW's and split a hamburger and onion rings. I told Andrew we were having a half a hamburger each because it was halfway day...but really its because it was cheaper that way, lets be honest. =P

Now I'm stuck in this really weird state where I'm excited that I'm halfway, and also freaked out, and also annoyed. I'm kind of an obsessive planner...I like to plan everything because it makes me feel like I have something to do. When it comes to things like babies, there is only so much I can do before there isn't anything else to do. It's a lot of waiting...and it isn't very fun for me.

Not to say I want this little one to come right now, that's where my conflict of emotions comes in. I'm a little freaked out that I've only got a few more months of just me and Andrew. Don't get me wrong, I'm super excited to take our daughter on camping trips and hiking trips and do everything with her that Andrew and I do together. It's not as if we do a lot of jumping out of airplanes and other stuff that you can't do with kids, it's just...I feel like all the same I need to be making the most of this time with Andrew.

So basically I'm stuck in this weird limbo.

But I'm doing my best TRYING to keep myself busy in the meantime. I can't really craft anything for the baby even because I have no sewing machine/no money for fabric or anything. (knitting and crochet are RIGHT out...we don't go there) =P Instead I'm using the baby as an excuse to do the spring cleaning I've been meaning to do since last year. Andrew helped me last night and now the nook in our bedroom is neat and tidy and our living room is a mess with all the stuff we're giving to DI.

I'm also trying to get us back in the habit of FHE. It was hard to do with just two people so we kinda sorta stopped somewhere along the line. Thanks to our sunbeams, who think the answer to everything is "Jesus" (it was a picture of a bird in a nest!) and if that isn't right, the answer must be "Jesus Smith"...I'm determined to hold proper family home evenings when this child gets here.

So there is the update of stuffs that I don't know what to call it.