Monday, November 9, 2015

I am oficially full term pregnant.

I am not even going to apologize for not posting. This November is rough. I am a hero even for sitting upright right now.

We had our last Primary Program Practice. It went much better. No broken feet. No kamikaze jumps off the podiums. No Maracas. Our piano player did stop playing, in tears because she thought the sunbeams were all going to die, but I think she was over-reacting a little. We have six sunbeams and three adults sitting between them. No one else was crying. But, then again, the more I learn about primary callings the more I see how frustrating it an be to be a chorister or pianist who has to be ready all the time, but doesn't necessarily get a say in what's going on.

Also, though going well-ish, the program was stressful enough to start me having some contractions. That is no bueno. I have to hold out until the program.

I was going to write some more but I can't even.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Late start

Well it's November and I am starting NaBloPoMo two days late. In my own defense, my whole body hurts. Lets do a quick recap of where my life is at to get everyone (my adoring and faithful masses of readers) up to speed. This is my first November pregnant. The baby is due December 1st. (It's a girl).
We are living in Eugene, Oregon. Chris is in his first year of law school...again, but this time are getting paid an Army salary and the government is footing the bill. Thanks, Government,

Sophia, and Mary (oh, did you know she goes by Mary now?) go to an elementary school right by our house. Grace stays home with me and plays imaginary My Little Pony games all day long.

After we'd been here about three weeks I got called to be Primary President. I had never been primary president before. It looks a lot easier when other people do it. Our first program practice was last week. We had one kid attempt to jump off the podium and then one other little boy almost broke his foot in one of those folding chairs. I think the lowest point was when some well meaning teacher gave all the sunbeams maracas. So basically, it was your typical practice. We'll see how next Sunday goes.

Good enough catch up. I'll do a real post tomorrow.