A few things have happened since I decided to try and blog about our baby because we were waiting so long to tell family. I had multiple performances at school happen, multiple projects that were due, I had a sister visit, 3 moms visit, I graduated college, and we announced baby to the world (it even made it to Facebook). So I have several progression pictures with stories that accompany each of them, and hilarity would have it that in some pictures I have a more noticeable bump than others even earlier on then later there really isn't anything. There's a lot of shifting around that goes on in there I guess.

Ah. This infamous ten week photo, that in all honesty almost didn't get taken. I was tired, Sean was tired, we were all tired. I even cursed some terrible swear words because of my persistent idea that this "has to be done" and it caused some tension between us. I'm pretty sure this was taken at around 11 pm at night, I had taught class that evening, and that day had driven to Lincoln at 8:30 am which meant I was up at 7 am that day. Fun stuff. The funny thing is, most people I've talked to are stressed about the morning sickness they are having around this time, or the exhaustion, or whatever else ails them about pregnancy. I totally 100% believe God doesn't give you more than you can handle because of this pregnancy. If I had morning sickness that is supposedly suppose to happen, I probably wouldn't have made it through the rest of the semester! I was stressed and exhausted because school was kicking my trash, not because of my baby ( well that probably contributed but I couldn't tell). My baby was the only thing getting me through at times. I could see a bump, but only I could, and in some of my tighter dance clothes, and now that I'm further along I look at this picture and think psht, amateur.

This was about one of the most disappointing Easter's I've had in a while, I spent it at Tech Rehearsal for the last show of my undergrad career. I know! I'm terrible! I spent one of the holiest of days at a Tech Rehearsal I probably will be giving myself a hard time for it forever. Never again! I loved UNL but I'm so glad I'm done having to make decisions like that, I am so grateful I have the opportunity to observe the Sabbath day the way I believe it should be observed now without conflict. The day before hand was quite lovely, Sean and I went to church, we made ourselves Easter dinner and then I was off to a night of Tech. This would be leading up to the 5th time the baby would be on stage with me!



One of the happiest visits of my life with my sister! She came from Oregon to watch me in my show along with my mom who drove down from Wisconsin. It was so fun having her here. When she is around I also feel so supported and loved. She isn't a dancer, and it was her first time seeing Modern dance, I was a little skeptical of what she would think of the show, but she was so positive! She also helped me out a bit in keeping my mom's mother day present a surprise. My sister is sort of a stinker, she dug and snooped before she got here, and somehow found out I was pregnant. I guess I was getting a little to careless on Wanelo. So she did know along with my little brother. Her visit was too short and it needs to be longer next time! While she was here we went to the zoo which is one of my favorite things to do in Omaha.

Happy birthday to my Spiderman loving hubby! We spent most of our weekend watching The Amazing Spider Man 2 in theaters. I even decorated a cake for him with Spiderman on it. School was finally winding down at this point, finishing some last minute projects and papers and getting reading for finals! Light at the end of the tunnel!




This. I have a series of bucket lists, categorized and such. This was on my one for life, and it was the last thing I had to accomplish before I became a mommy. My before baby bucket list is complete! It takes after a graduation for me to realize how cool it is. Going into my high school graduation, I kept thinking "This is stupid, I'm getting recognized for something you are suppose to do." During the ceremony back then it started to dawn on me how awesome and neat it was, that it was symbolic of so many different things. Like high school it took me a while to look at actually walking as a cool thing. I thought it was stupid and the only reason I was going to walk and not get my diploma mailed to me was because my grandma, mother in law, and mother showed interest in coming to Omaha, so I made the commitment. Really, I took a few breaks and I'm graduating with a BA at 25, when in reality that was suppose to happen 3 years ago, I've been a non traditional student, so I figured I should graduate non traditionally from the comfort of my living room. During the ceremony I whispered to the guy sitting next to me who I had only met a few hours earlier, "If I ever get my Masters & Doctorate, I am NOT sitting through one of these again!" It didn't take until after the graduation when I had a diploma in my hand that had my name on it and Bachelors of the

Arts inscribed that I was really feeling good about the whole thing. It was

worth it, I probably would regret not walking if I didn't. I mention Masters degree so freely, I want one yes, but I'm going to just enjoy being alive not having school in my life until I even think about going back. I'm pretty sure it's going to be a few years before that roller coaster ride begins. Maybe when baby starts kindergarten? Maybe sooner, maybe later, mostly I don't really care to think about it right now. I love school, I love challenging my mind and I love learning. I think what I need to learn for myself is to be able to do that in a non academic environment for now. I took this picture with this sign as my sort of screw you hour long drive! We are over! No more of you BS, no more wind, no more snow, no more rain, no more slow drivers! We are done! I'm not sure if I was more excited about the drive being over or the actual graduation part. 60 Miles from Bellevue to Lincoln, an hour and a half of my life there and then back given back to me again! Woot!
So by this point we were trying really hard not to tell our moms about our baby, we only had one more day!


Mothers day morning we made our moms a huge breakfast. We got them all cards that had a picture of our first ultra sound in it and titled each card grandma, grandma again, and great grandma. We told them to open them all at the same time, and holy molly, their reactions were priceless! Click here to watch their reactions!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0R3n5tDuTY&feature=youtu.be I guess babies are a big deal or something. It was strange celebrating for me. We went to church as a group during sacrament meeting all the speakers spoke about their mothers, motherhood, and what a special and sacred role it is. It was a little overwhelming, especially after we let our families know. Oh, and at this point my mother was all over social media like I thought she would be with the news which was fine but another overwhelming thing to deal with at the moment. At the end of sacrament one of the brethren asked if all the mothers could stand up after the prayer, I don't know why but I was so nervous about standing up! Thankfully the bishop got on the microphone and said all women 18 and over would please stand up (mother or not). I was relieved and felt like our secret was safe, but it wasn't until 30 seconds later that the whole ward knew, the bishop decided to play a game and have all the mothers who had been a mother for 40 years or more raise their hand and he kept saying random things like this, then the "Mother for less than six months" term came up, all of our moms looked at me and Sean raised my hand for me. I turned bright red and immediately sat down and bishop looked a little stunned and said "Well, this is news!" I wasn't sure if people were telling me congratulations that day because they knew I graduated college or because they knew I was pregnant. Either way, it was a nice day at church, and it gave me perspective on what is important in my life and how amazing and privileged I was to be able to become a mommy. When we got home, we went on a lovely picnic with my mom, grandma, and mother in law. It was such a beautiful day.

I was so sad to see our family go home, It was so nice having everyone here, and finally being able to share the news with them. Our little one is coming into a loving family. Everyone is so excited to meet him or her!

Finally all caught up with belly progression pictures! Life has calmed down tremendously! I even almost said I was bored one day, but I didn't because the house was a mess and Sean would have reminded me of probably 100 not so fun things to do to stop being bored. I now am enjoying focusing my time on my pregnancy, husband, and job. Yes, I haven't been able to stop craving citrus. I'm a little bitter about it. Nothing sounds good. Nothing, other than these items. I was so looking forward to wanting to eat all the time and I don't? I thought I would. No morning sickness but geeze I am picky! I am not crazy about that right now. I use to love pastries and pastas and be a crazy foodie ready to try ethnic foods but goodness none of that would work right now. Nothing tastes as good as biting into a lemon with a bunch of salt does, or the virgin margaritas I have been making myself. I ate a whole bowl of Tuscan kale salad by myself, it was so YUMMY! Poor Sean didn't really try because I tripled the lemon content in the recipe. That is the only thing that really sounds amazing meal wise and pizza oddly enough is the only thing that sounds tolerable. I felt myself pop this week, I could literally feel the tendons under my belly stretching, and felt tons of pressure this week. This is the bump I've been waiting for!