Cheek chub

Had my 29 week ultrasound today and everything's looking good. Especially my not-so-little-anymore circus peanut :) He's 2.5lbs now and starting to fill out. Look at his cheeks! This scan was awesome. We got to watch him yawn (twice) little yawns and at the end of the second one he promptly stuffed one fist into his mouth. His little nose even scrunched up as he tried to get all his fingers in and then started nomming away at his hand. I think I'm in love.

October in Utah

This was what we woke up to this morning....



You can always tell when it's snowed overnight, because you wake up to this total dead silence. 6-7 inches by the time it was all over. Typical Utah winter weather...and we're not even out of October yet! Luckily we're back up into the high 60's by the middle of the week.

6 Quirks

(Tagged by Carrie)
Definition of a quirk: Noun
1) A peculiarity of behavior; an idiosyncracy: "Every man has his own quirks and twists." Harriet Beecher Stowe.
2) An unpredictable or unaccountable act or event; a vagary: a quirk of fate.

Rules: Link the person that tagged you. Mention rules on your blog. Tell about 6 quirks of yours. Tag a few fellow bloggers to do the same, then leave a comment somewhere on their blog to let them know they've been tagged.

1. I never let the microwave finish..I stop it at 1 or 2 seconds before beeping, then open it. Drives Branden crazy because I never clear it afterwards.

2. I have a Pound Puppy I got when I was like 4 that I still sleep with. It doesn't matter where I am (at home, camping, at our cabin), I have to have him shoved up under one arm.

3. I read in the tub. I won't lie in bed or on the couch...if I get a book, I wait till it's bathtime and then read it while I soak.

4. I don't like it when my food touches. If there is more than one thing on my plate, I have to have each thing separated in its own little pile cause it bothers me if it touches something else.

5. I hate wrinkles. I'll smooth out the bed covers before I climb into bed at night. Each time I or someone else gets off our one sofa, I'll smooth out the wrinkles in the slip cover. OCD? Yeah probably, hehe.

6. I hate getting water in my face. I'll do anything I can not to 'go under' while swimming, and I freak when I get splashed by spray from the shower.

Now that you know how "quirky" I am, I'm gonna tag the following:
~Heidi
~Jen
~Steph

Beluuuuga!

I was petitioned to do another belly shot. So I did. And I regret it, hehehe. This is me at 28, almost 29 weeks. I feel huge!
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I look huge! And I'm in a pair of Branden's sweats, so the fact I can't wear my own makes me feel even bigger, hehe. But the belly button turkey-timer hasn't popped yet, so I figure I've still got room to grow.

Insert stress here

I'm not a happy camper. Or more accurate really I should say I'm a stressed camper. Branden's company has thrown us another 'fun' situation. They're sending him to Dallas for about a week for some training. Now training's not a bad thing at all....except that they're sending him there in December. Hello. I'm DUE in December. Regardless of what week they actually send him, I could literally go at any point in that month. They've already jipped him out of being able to come to my OB appointments, ok fine whatever, but sending him away during the month his wife's due to give birth to their first? Negatory.

He's been trying to secure another job for about the last 3 months now. We badly need it. We'd really appreciate any prayers or good voodoo vibes that we find that something before December.