It's a boy!

If you haven't heard the news... We're having a little boy! We can hardly wait!!

Alek is so excited to have a little boy to teach to snowboard and wakeboard. He talks about it ALL the time. I think it's the cutest:) 

^ Al says in this picture he is flexing :)

Originally, I didn't want to do anything spectacular when we found out the gender. I figured most people wouldn't care and it would be a waste of money. But of course, the day before our appointment, me and my mom went out to lunch and started discussing some things we could do to make a small "gender reveal" party. Now when my mom and I start planning something... watch out!! It never ends up being "small."

We did a little bit of shopping, buying balloons and decorations. We decided to do sugar cookies with pink and blue frosting, pink and blue kool-aid, and my favorite, cheesecake with either blueberries or strawberries for topping. Everything was either pink or blue. It was so much fun! 

 And my mom got everything ready and decorated everything.  A BIG thanks goes to her!! She is the best mom ever :)

^ We gave the people who were right "Sugar Babies"

While my awesome mom and sis were getting everything ready, Al and I were driving down to SLC for our Dr. appointment. Originally the plan was for both of us not to find out until we got back to the party. We were going to have the Dr. write down the sex and put it in an envelope and take it to the grocery store where the people there would fill up our box with which ever color coordinated with the sex. But Al decided he didn't want to wait until the party and he wanted to find out right away.

So, we get to Fetal Studios and were in and out within like 10 minutes. They were so quick, I was super impressed! I had to close my eyes, while the Dr. showed Al on the screen and pointed to what we were having. I thought it would drive me completely crazy having him know and not me but it didn't at all! I was strong :)  I was SUPER impressed by how well Al kept his composure. I even asked him, "Do you even know? Are you sure she told you? You're not acting any different." He seemed very relaxed. I was so confused? I didn't understand why he wasn't showing more excitement!!  He told me he was so nervous that he was going to blow it by accidently saying he or she, so he tried to remain calm and think of other things. The whole way home I seriously couldn't believe his self control! I kept saying, "Isn't it crazy that you know what were having????" And he would just smile and nod. Gads... 

On the way home, we stopped at Smith's and Alek went in with the big box and had them fill it with blue balloons. I waited out in the car and it took forever! I was so anxious to get home and open that box!!! Finally, he came back to the car and we were on our way again. I kept looking in the back seat and shaking the box. I was such a little kid! 

Finally we got to my parents house just in time to have all our other family members start arriving. I am so blessed to have such an awesome family that wants to come support me even just for celebrating the gender of my first baby. :) It made it so much more special for me and Al to have so many people there! 

IT'S A BOY!!! :) 

Can't wait for my little man to get here! Just 23 more weeks!

Rambling

This is something that has been on my mind for awhile.

One of those things where I don't know if it's just me, or if everyone else feels the same way.

There are a few close people in my life, that I can point out specifically where I feel like there is this constant battle between us.

Their personality is the type where they have to prove they are better than me. At everything. 

Their hair is better.

Their clothes are cuter.

They cook better than me.

They are skinnier.

They have more money.

Their life is more in order than mine is.

Their opinion is right.

My opinion is wrong.

Seriously the list could go on forever!

I know that instinctively all girls do this. I'm guilty of it! Comparing every single thing of every single girl! Why do we have to prove we are better? Doesn't that just make us automatically worse?

Not only is comparing an issue. But when we put another person down, to lift us higher? Some girls really think that is the way it works. I honestly don't get it. Wouldn't it be the opposite? If I help build someone up, it will help build me up too, right?

We all know that one girl who thinks she is the best at everything, right? She is always bragging about how she got this and that. And that because she thinks a certain way, that is the only right way to think. And that everyone needs to be more like her. 

These girls drive you crazy right?

The few girls that are always competing with me the most, are really starting to drive me crazy!

I'm exhuasted of this constant battle.

 I'm still learning how to deal with it. The inner girl instinct in me wants to fight back. I often find myself with holding compliments. When I notice they are wearing a new shirt and yes, they know it's cute and there they are flaunting around you, just waiting for you to say something so they can gloat even more. (sounds really silly but it happens to me a lot)

But, I'm the type of person that will ignore it. I won't compliment them because I don't want their head to get any bigger. I don't want to give them the satisfying feeling that they were searching for in the first place.

How ugly and disgusting of a person does that make me ?

I'm always talking to my husband about this (poor guy) and he always says the same thing.

"Linds, be the bigger person."

I've been trying REALLY hard to be the bigger person. As much as it makes me cringe, I try and compliment as much as I can to these girls. Wow I love those shoes! Oh my gosh these cookies are delicious! You're hair looks amazing! Yes they might get a big head, but maybe, deep down inside they are really hurting and have a low self-esteem. They are just putting on a mask and not showing how they really feel. Maybe they look up to you and that compliment just meant the world to them?

Man, is this even making sense to anyone?

Sorry for the launguage. But can I just say.. AMEN!

I absolutely love Instagram, but with the world these day..... we seem to make everything complicated! Why all the competition!!! 

 Here is a conversation I have had now with at least 3 times with different people. One being the age of 12. 

Anonymous: How many followers do you have?

Me: uh.... I dunno? 

Anonymous: Don't you keep track?

Me: Nope.

Anoymouse: Well I just got 8 new followers today!!

Me: good for you!

Anoymous: Whats your average "likes" you receive on all your posts?

Me: Uh... who has time to worry about that?

Anoymous: How many people comment on your pictures regularly?

Me: I don't keep track...

OH MY GOSH! It drives me completely insane. Why can't I just post what I want, when I want, and not worry about who is going to like it? If they don't like what I post, they can just unfollow me right? and If they don't like what I post, why would I want them following me anyway? It's like we now have a number which "grades us" with how popular each of us are. ugh! It's like high school all over again.

I'm just me. If you like me, great! If not, I don't really care. Because I'm not going to change myself just for you. 

Easier said than done right? As much as I hate it, I even see myself getting sucked down into the crazy cycle. I take a picture and want to post it, but then I second guess myself...

"Well what if people judge me?"

"What if I don't get any likes?"

Lindsie! Stop worrying about that stupid stuff!

I tell myself that a lot during the day. ^

I love this quote.

 Why must we focus on trying to out do each other? When really all we need to do is worry about one person. YOU. 

Pregnant!

If you haven't heard the news yet... 

WE'RE GOING TO BE PARENTS!!

We are sooo excited!! July can't come soon enough! 

40 weeks really doesn't seem that long at all with everything that we need to get done.

BUT the weeks are going by soooo slowly!

I'm 14 weeks along, so officially out of the first trimester. 1/3 of the way there. WHOO!

 So far... (i'm going to get a lot of haters for this) but I have been feeling great! I'm one of the lucky ones and had a super easy 1st trimester. I never threw up or even got nauseated. I'm so grateful I got my mom's genes! I'm sure I'll make up for it somehow down the road. The bad luck is sure to come around at some point, right? I'll be the poor soul that is in labor for a week! okay, okay... KNOCK ON WOOD!

Anyways, the only thing I can tell is different is how much I sleep. I seriously could wake up from a good nice 8 hour night of rest, eat some Frosted Flakes, (yum) and then climb right back into bed to sleep for another 8 hours. Not even joking. I have been driving my poor husband crazy! When it's finally the weekend and he's all up for a nice date and a movie... Ya, I'm lucky if I'm still awake by 9! I'm such a party pooper! I have such a hard time motivating myself. It takes so much effort to do my hair and get dressed. If I didn't have to get up and go to work I could have easily spent the last 14 weeks in my PJs sleeping, eating, and watching TV. 

Cravings, Oh boy!

 I use to not be very picky with food. Like I could eat whatever, WHENEVER! But now it's so hard to make dinner and decide what to eat. Nothing sounds good. Here are a few things that stick out as super nasty:

Soup-any kind. Even my favorite from Olive Garden. ugh!

Chinese food. Use to be my fav... not anymore!

Enchiladas... the only time I came close to puking is when I made Al's favorite honey,lime, chicken enchiladas. Oh man, the smell was horrible! Even just typing that made me cringe...

Now a few of my recent favorites:

Fruit smoothies! HOLY COW! Jamba Juice has been my friend lately, if you want to be my friend... please bring me a Jamba.

Frosted flakes.

Ham and cheese hot pockets. MMM! One time... I ate 4 in one day. Yep. 

Sour patch kids. Which, I have never liked these until now. It's so weird how your body changes!

and last but not least... A Cripsy chicken sandwhich from Wendy's. It's to die for.

We decided to wait and tell our families on Christmas!! It was so hard to wait. But it made Christmas Day just that much more exciting! 

  

 This is my cute sis opening up the present we gave our family. Everyone was soo excited! :)

My cute Rorie was pretty excited as well :)

We sent Rhy this shirt in his Christmas package. It sure was good to skype him on Christmas! He is such an awesome missionary. It's crazy to think that our baby will be almost 7 months old when he gets home! 

Gpa and Gma Yonk (mostly Gpa) have been bugging us FOREVER to have a kid. They really wanted a "great" grandchild. So we even made a special present for them. 

 Not the best picture. But there wasn't a dry eye in the whole room. Everyone was soo excited!

Grandpa said, "Oh, that's definitely a boy." haha 

This is the shirt I wore all day on Christmas. Now one of my favorite shirts! 

It was so fun to announce to everyone on Christmas! It made it so much more special because everyone we cared most about was there. Al and I have been very blessed to have the two best families ever! and that they both live in the valley is a double bonus! 

It's fun that both Al and I are the oldest child, so this is the first Grandchild on both sides. I can already tell it's going to be a spoiled baby :)

 Just had to throw one more pic of my first child. She's going to be the best big sister ever!

We get to find out the gender soon and I'm DYING with excitement. Al says he wants a boy.... But i secretly think he is hoping for a girl :) he just won't admit it. I would be happy with boy or girl. I just want to find out so I can start shopping!!! But... just intuition or something of that sort is telling me it's a girl. Hmmm... We'll just have to wait and see!!