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Happenings lately

Lately things have been good!
 On Sunday I started getting pretty ugly pains in my right side but honestly didn't think anything of it. I have heard and experienced, that the farther along you get, the more uncomfortable you get, so I took some tylenol. After a couple days of this non-stop pain I decided it was time to call the doc. He asked if it was on my right side and when I said yes, he said I want you to get an ultrasound. They called me back after scheduling an ultrasound for the next morning at 9:30.. I love my doctor! How often do you get to actually talk to your doctor and then get in the next morning? Not often. 

We went Wednesday morning and found I have a few gallstones and a very inflamed kidney. We also got to see our little boy, which made the problems seem not as bad. I loved seeing his tiny body moving around. My doctor said the best thing to do for the kidney was to take the baby, but that would be our very last option. He said for now I just have to deal with it and if it get's worse then we will talk about other options. He said we will watch the gallstones but the kidney takes priority over the stones. So it's down to me, a bottle of tylenol and lots of pillows. Personally, I've had the easiest pregnancy so far so if this is the worst it's get's, I'm okay with that. I've been a very lucky girl. 

Sorry it's so blurry.. it's hard to take a picture of a picture. But that is my baby's profile. The nurse said "You're so small for such a big baby".. not sure if that was a compliment or not. :) 

And this is me at almost 30 weeks. I'm kinda freaking out that I'm almost done. Okay really freaking out. The scariest part is knowing that there are only three trimesters and I'm in my third. We're so excited to meet this big guy but I can't stop thinking of how he is going to get here. I keep having dreams that he is 9 or 10 pounds and just huge. Any moms out there with how not to be afraid giving birth advice?!

Chris doesn't start work until next week so we have had a lot of time to spend with each other. Which is a wonderful thing, unless of course you're completely broke like us. Luckily we live in a town full of broke college kids, so there are a few things we have been able to do. Today we went to a couple different museums on campus and also explored the gigantic BYU bookstore. We first hit the Legacy Sports Hall of Fame Museum (not sure if that's exactly what's it's called), it was a three story building full of jerseys, awards, medals and lots of sports memorabilia. It was really cool to see all of the people who have made it to the pro's from BYU.  Chris and I took pictures in front of a cutout of Shawn Bradley, one of the tallest NBA players in history who played for BYU. He was 7'6 and 275 pounds! What a huge guy! :) 

I wasn't even close.

Chris could touch his hands!

We also went to the Bean Museum or the "stuffed animal museum" as I call it. It was actually pretty cool to see, tons of stuffed animals from tigers and elephants to swordfish and sharks. I definitely recommend going to check it out if you're ever in Provo and want to do something free.  

Another thing we have been doing is watching my brother Jeff play water polo. This last week was State and  his team made it! They ended up taking 4th in the Gold bracket which actually sounds pretty awesome.. but there was a platinum bracket above them. This was his first year playing and he did quite an amazing job. He started and played almost every varsity game this season. I think it helps that he is 6'2 and has super long arms and legs. 

This was after his last game against Heriman. 
So proud of my little big brother! 


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