Sweet Miscommunications

So Blake and I went home to Eagar to visit this last weekend (pictures and details will be posted tomorrow.) Last night as we were driving back to Mesa we had quite a variety of conversations. We like to turn down the radio and just talk each other's ears off when we travel and there is some serious duscussion but mostly fun and laughter. We didn't hit the road until about 6:15 in the pm and the later it gets, the more my brain slows down, keep that in mind as you read some of the following conversations. These are only a few of the sweet miscommunications we had:

Talking about one of our friends,
M "I feel really bad for her. I wished she could have married someone like you or Denver."
B "You wish she was my wife instead of you?!!!"
M "OH MY GOSH NO!!! I wish she could have married someone AS NICE AS you and Denver."

Later in the trip,

M "Do we have any water in here? I feel sick and I really need a drink."
B "There is water in the back of the truck."
M "Oh well, we are almost home and I don't want to pull over. I can wait."
B "You wanna steer?"
Now at this point I am thinking he thinks that steering will help me feel like I am driving and eliminate the sick feeling in my tummy.
M "I am not car sick, I felt like this on the way up to Eagar too. I think it's just because I am
dehydrated."
B starts to recline his seat and take off his seat belt.
B "You wanna steer?"
I am now starting to get agitated and I start to try to explain it to him again. I sounded pretty grouchy so B interupts,
B "YOU WANNA STEER?!"
Finally I sort of catch on and take the wheel and Blake leans in the back and reaches through the back window of the truck and grabs me a bottle of water. We both go off and say things like "Well you didn't have to get mad at me" and such. We then realize the absurdity of the situation and bust up laughing. We agree that I am a severe space cadet and I always misinterpret what Blake says and then get mad at HIM for it. I had to agree with this because it had happened SEVERAL times this trip and COUNTLESS times since we have been together.

Not even one full minute later. We are talking about Blake's mom and some fun things that had happened over the weekend.
B "I never realized how short my mom is."
I am thinking "Well she has a spunky personality but it's not like she is snippy or mean." Still trying to put the pieces together and figure out why B would make such a random jab at his mom. He interupts my thoughts:
B "We are both so much taller than she is."
M "OOOOOOHHH I see what you are saying.
Once again we start laughing and I explain what I first thought and we laugh even harder.

After all is said and done, the drive was pleasant and the consensus was made that I am a total space cadet

Happy Birthday Blake!!!

Today is my sweet, sweet husband Blake's birthday!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLAKE!!! I just want to say that I love you sooo much and I am glad to get to share another year in your life with you! This last year has been a good one and the next will be even better!!! I LOVE YOU SWEETHEART!

P.S. Happy Birthday to Elder Denver Finch as well ;)

Ultrasound

Today was our first time ever seeing our baby. We went in for our first ultrasound. It was sooo cool! The first thing we asked the radiologist was if she could tell us the gender. She told us she could as long as the baby cooperated. So we crossed our fingers! The radiologist had her ipod playing in the background during our appointment and right when Blake said, "I think it's going to be a boy" the song 'A Boy Named Sue' by Johnny Cash came on. Blake got a big grin on his face and said, "It's a sign!" Just then the radiologist started to laugh. She pointed to the screen and said, "Yes, it is definitly a boy!" Then she showed us the screen and sure enough, there 'it' was! Little Riley Blake had no problem letting us know he is a boy :) We couldn't really get a good one of his face because toward the end he decided he did not want to play anymore and he would not move but we saw it a little and he has his daddy's features already. We are so excited and hope you enjoy the first picture of our baby Riley.

Baby Update

SO!!! Blake and I went to our first prenatal appointment yesterday afternoon...I know, I am like nineteen weeks so this appointment was a little overdue :) BUT we finally made it...I like to put off things I have never done that sort of scare me. It started out much like a regular doctor's appointment except that Blake was there and that was different because I am used to going to the doctor by myself. I like having him there though...

EXCEPT when, in the middle of the bliss of filling out paperwork and conversing about my excellent medical history, my midwife says, "Oh, we need to get your bloodwork done, don't we." This is a statment, not a question. Had it been a question I would have lied and said we had done it already because I HATE needles with a fiery red passion. I get this from my dad. Yes, I said D-A-D. Anyone who has ever seen him may think that I am making this up because there is no way that Charlie Foote is afraid of ANYTHING much less needles, but I pinky promise that I write the absolute truth.

This being a routine action for the midwife, she starts whipping out the torture devices and I begin my silent panic session. Now getting my blood drawn should be a routine thing for me. When I was in high school I had to get it done once a month and sometimes more because my veins do not cooperate with the process. I would drink tons of water and be calm all day and think, "I can do this. I did it like a month ago. It doesn't even hurt." Now the weird thing is that it DOESN'T hurt. And I am very calm and collected on the outside when I get my blood drawn. On the inside, however, things are going crazy and my veins shrink to a size so small that not even the most experienced torturer can find where to get the blood. I actually had one ask me once, "Do you even have blood in there?!!!" Well, yes actually, I do and it does not like to be taken from it's rightful place in my body.

So I am going through all the previous times in my head trying to remember what helps me relax and nothing is coming to mind. So I decide to distract myself and look over at Blake and help him fill out my paperwork. About a millisecond after I look over at Blake, he finally realizes what is going on and whips his head around to see the whole ordeal take place. The best thing for me to do in the blood drawing situation is to think about something completly different and not even think about it. So Blake very dramatically acknowledging that I am getting stuck with a needle pushed my panic over the edge.

"Don't look at it!!!" I tried to request calmly, but my emotions got the better of me and it ended up more like a vicious snarl from a she-bear.

"Now you need to remeber to breathe, dear," the midwife says nicely. After this statement Blake gets a big grin on his face and starts in on the typical "he-he-who" pattern they do in movies when a woman is having a baby. This makes me giggle, thanks for turning it around Blake :) and then the midwife announces, "Just one more tube and then we are done." Thank goodness. Shortly after, the needle is pulled out and the whole process is over. Once again, THANK GOODNESS! And I didn't even cry! (But seriously, I usually cry. Why??? I don't know...Probably the same reason I have freakishly stingy veins. So I can relate these kinds of stories to people and they can laugh heartily. I have yet to pass out though!)

So now that the worst and longest part of the story is over I will get to the details and then end this ridiculously long post. We talk about my last menstrual cycle and decide that the due date is February 4, 2009. My midwife asks me if I have felt movement and I let her know that I have been feeling, in my opinion, a kickboxing session about ever hour or so for the last two weeks. She then measures my tummy and announces that the baby measures exactly at twenty weeks. The measurement is done in like .02 seconds and Blake thought that was pretty cool and asks incredulously, "You can tell that quick?!" So she shows Blake how she did it and explains the measurements and stuff. It was cute to see Blake so animated. His face lit up even MORE when we first heard our baby's heart beat! It was so cool!!! I am sure we were both thinking the same thought, "WOW it really is in there!" A very healthy and happy baby, according to the midwife.

After the whole check-up my midwife wrote us a note to get an ultrasound. We should be getting the phone number from her today and then the appointment will be made ASAP!!! We just HAVE to see our baby and know what it is :)

We then left the office and got in the truck. I made Blake keep true to his promise that if I was really good I could have a treat. I reminded him that I did not even cry! (I know you are all laughing hysterically right now but I really DO cry and this is seriously an accomplishment for me not to. But feel free to laugh because after it's all over I have a good laugh at myself too.) So we went to Dairy Queen and had waffle bowl sundaes. Very delish, by the way. A good time was had by all and I hope everyone enjoyed this baby update. Sorry so long by the way :) Have a great one everybody!

I have been sucked into this game of tag...

Martha here...Raynie tagged me or something on her lovely lovely blog...Thanks girlfriend :) Yours is good..Mine will not be that great because ten years ago I was...

1. Only TEN years old!!! Wow I am young :)
2. Weighed like 70-ish pounds...wow that is hard to imagine
3. Lived in Duncan, AZ...Glad I got out
4. Kicked bottom at the drums in band (only girl in drumline too)
5. I had a silver dollar-sized birthmark on my neck that was as dark as my hair!

Five things on today's To Do list...after going to work all day...I don't want to play THIS game...

1. Laundry
2. Grocery Shopping
3. Wash Car...That one is going to have to wait til the weekend
4. Make dinner...Spaghetti...YUMMMY!
5. Clean out fridge...not so yummy...

Five snacks I enjoy...I am like a garbage disposal because I eat EVERYTHING...except some seafood as of 18 weeks ago...thanks a lot pregnancy...

1. Fruit
2. Vegetables
3. Graham Crackers
4. Gold Fish Crackers
5. Fruit Gummy Snacks
...All of those make me look like a toddler

Five things I would do if I were a millionaire...

1. Give my bishop a heart attack with the tithing check I turned in!!!
2. Buy Blake a brand new Toyota Tundra just how he wants it
3. Have our dreamhouse built to perfection
4. Go to EVERY baby store and buy EVERYTHING I saw that I think my little bun in the oven needs
5. Give my in-laws a cut for raising my AWESOME HUSBAND BLAKE...AND my parents for all that they do for me :)

Five places I have lived:

1. Mesa, AZ...born there, moved there after high school, and currently live there
2. Hikone, Japan...no I don't remember much of the language
3. Snowflake, AZ...before and after Japan
4. Duncan, AZ...pretty much grew up there but I claim I am from Eagar
5. Eagar, AZ...and Blake and I plan on dying there some day
6. Thatcher, AZ...seven months before I was married to Blake and our first 3 months together...
I know that was six...I had to be different and I only had one more place besides the five so those are ALL the places I have lived

Five Jobs I have had...This should be interesting

1. Dairy Queen...good times :)
2. Curves for Women...more good times
3. Whitton Plumbing...even MORE good times
4. Altech Refrigeration...NOT so good times
5. Inteli-Care, LLC...current job and soon to be a MOM!!! The best times are now and yet to come...

Five friends I tag...AAAGGHH!!! The five friends I have with blogs have already been tagged...I am assuming there are no "tag-backs"...Sooo sorry to disappoint all you tag-playing people but I am "it" and feel like the fat kid who will never catch anyone so I am giving up and going to cry to my mother :) Have a good one guys!!!

Here are our pictures of the Brown Reunion...JUST FOR YOU RAYNIE!!! We had so much fun with everybody! We stayed in a tent and it wasn't too bad. We had a few leaks the first night but we got them under control. The reunion was pirate themed so that explains the costumes...Yes the Browns are crazy but we don't dress like that all the time :)