This is the longest I've been pregnant.

Still no sign of baby and although I know gestation dates are (very!) approximate, it still feels a little surreal actually waiting for and anticipating the birthing process.  My first two both came before I expected, so this is a new feeling.
Baby's turned sideways so my belly is lopsided.  Also, Crocs.  Can't fit into anything else.
Let's talk about something else......

Wanna hear a debt-free scream?  If you've ever listened to Dave Ramsey's radio show you know what I'm talking about.  1...2...3.... WE'RE DEBT FREE!!!!
(Aside from the mortgage, which doesn't count, I guess.)
We didn't have that much debt to begin with, but Slice built up a nice little retirement account at his last job and we decided to cash it out and start clean.  Now the hardest part of all: deciding how long to stay in this house. The market in the Basin is good right now, meaning we could make a chunk of money on our house, but we would also pay more to move into something bigger/newer.
Or, do we stay a while and do a few major projects in the meantime? My list - which is different from Slice's - goes something like this:

  • carpet
  • fix and paint downstairs walls
  • paint the exterior
  • get new windows (SO EXPENSIVE)
  • redo upstairs bathroom
  • fix garage roof
  • fix the driveway somehow
  • do something with the mostly-abandoned back lot
and we'll stop there.  I think every homeowner knows that The List only grows, never shrinks.

So what's up with you?



It's been two months since Slice switched from an 8/6 schedule to a normal 5-day workweek, which means we see him one less day every week.  At the same time, he started official firefighter training, consisting of two evening meetings a week plus several Saturdays over the next couple months.  Not to mention the regular fire calls and the week-long trip to Houston coming up ....

I, on the other hand, have absolved myself of all self-imposed weekly responsibilities (piano lessons, English class, etc.) and hunkered down for the duration.  Everyone knows that three kids is the most stressful.  I've braced myself for and embraced the coming craziness.  Just trying to keep my head above water here - any words of wisdom or treats are appreciated.

In other news, we sent my little sister off to South America a few weeks after welcoming Kiana home early for medical attention...

 They got to spend a little more time together before Em left!

In the meantime, Matt and Kim had a baby girl and I went to Utah Valley for a night to visit and take photos of her.  BY MYSELF.  Consequently I stayed up way too late partying with Lu.
(And by "partying" I mean "sitting on the couch talking about our pregnancies and looking at houses for sale."  Motherhood is exciting.)

We're still taking dance pics, gearing up for Prom and planning to buy a new camera!!  Check us out:

Student Council decorates for all the dance photos.  So cute.
As you can see I'm getting large.  The swelling has come to stay, the sleepless nights are getting reallllly old, and I am heavier than I've ever been in my life. This is the first time I've thought, "I wouldn't mind if this baby came early."  In fact, it would be nice.

Finally, Liam and MG have discovered the joy of cell phone photography.  After Liam snapped hundreds of pics the other day, I told him he could take ONE MORE before giving me back the phone.  He walked around for a minute before settling on this.  A mirror selfie.  HAHA!  
It must be 2014.


Nesting 3.0

Shoot, it's been another three weeks?  This pregnancy is going fast.  I'm down to two and a half weeks y'all.  Fingers crossed.

Once again my nesting has manifested itself in bursts of mild insanity.  I spent over three hours online looking for a valance for my kitchen window, only to decide that I could make one myself (with fabric that I already had!) in less than three hours.  Then I made it the next morning.  Just saved $50.

It was the opposite story for new bedding for my kids.  IKEA's darling duvet covers are cheaper than I could even find fabric, after several hours of searching online.  Aw shucks.

I finished a T-shirt quilt that I've been planning since high school (aka 2005) (aka BEFORE ANYONE HAD HEARD OF A T-SHIRT QUILT, I SWEAR.  I came up with the idea all on my own, it just took me 8 years to do it! Those were pre-Pinterest days!).  It is the worst sewing job you've ever seen, I guarantee. I don't care either.  This is why I shouldn't sew while I'm pregnant - my patience is nonexistent. I just want the job done...  I don't necessarily want to do it.

Terrible, terrible terrible sewing job.  But pretty good memories.
 Then I made a rag rug with the scraps of fabric from the t-shirt quilt.  It took forever but I actually love it.

Don't you love how I take only poor-quality cell phone photos for this blog?  I don't even have a good excuse.
Slice and I also re-carpeted the guest room downstairs, which makes it now the biggest AND nicest room in the house.

Other nesting things I've done this pregnancy: moved furniture and artwork around every few days, re-organized EVERY drawer and closet in the house, purged extra furniture and clothes and toys and junk, scrubbed my kitchen from top to bottom, contemplated buying myself a new dresser.....
Sadly, I live with three Type 1s and my efforts are constantly undone.
One reason I haven't been blogging!