this is why husbands were given wives

 Adam always gets annoyed when I make him plan things ahead of time. He says he doesn’t like his life all planned out. [I know I’m a horrible wife]

So. Adam had this great plan to invite the cousins over and eat junk food and watch scary movies for Halloween. He asked them on Sunday during our little family dinner and they all seemed to like the idea and told him to just call them during the week for more details.

Easy enough.

So the rest of the week came..and went... and I kept asking Adam to make some plans and figure out the movie, what he wanted to feed them and to let them know what time. He was busy, I understood. So I just let him handle it.

Then Halloween Eve came and I asked him if he had talked to his cousins at all. He said no but they probably weren’t going to do anything so it’s not a big deal. I was skeptical and asked him to just call them. So he did. Nathan and Brandon both didn’t know if they could make it anymore cause they now had plans. Hmm...

I know I shouldn’t be upset with him. I was a little peeved when I realized his little plans wasn’t going well. But I know he tried and I know he had a lot going on during the week.

I just like to smile to myself secretly and {not quite} say I told you so.

I think he doesn’t mind me making plans anymore...

livin’ out of the hands of the government

Someone told me that I should treasure this moment because this is probably one of the only times I’ll enjoy saying this. So I am.

I am so glad we’re poor!!

Well that sounds pretty ungrateful actually…

It’s more like I am very grateful that there are programs out there to help us get through this kind of stressful time of planning for a baby on a student’s salary.

We were approved for WIC, Medicaid, Food Stamps which are soooo helpful and will help us save a lot of money. We are very blessed to get help which makes this whole thing a lot less worrisome. We can feel good to know we can take care of our baby and be more prepared for it’s arrival.

We also realize how lucky we are to live in a country and state with so many opportunities to help people like us. There are many other people we know who are also expecting or have kids and they are able to get the same help. It makes us feel even more blessed to know we live in a place that looks out for us and is always willing to help those who need it.

the sweetest noise

is a baby’s heartbeat. i want to hear it all day.

the doctor found the heartbeat right away. [she said it was a girl cause she didn’t have to search for it. but she also said she’s always wrong, so we’ll see] i loved looking at adam’s face when she told us that what we were hearing was the heartbeat. he had a huge smile on his face and then he winked at me. i love him so much.

the next day i got sick {again}. i always get sick, even when i think i’m getting better. but at least i know that my baby is okay, even if i feel horrible. it definitely makes everything soooooo worth it!

adam has to put up with me a lot. i feel really bad for him. he has to hear me complain and question my purpose. but he always reminds me of that sweet noise we heard and the tiny toes, fingers, and cheeks that we’ll be kissing soon.

can i just have the baby now??? this is the cruelest wait…

California Adventure

With the excitement of being pregnant and all, I haven’t posted about our rockin’ time in California in August. It was pretty much momentous because

a. it had been almost exactly a year since we went to California last year to meet Adam’s family for the first time.

b. we found out I was pregnant while we were there for our “year anniversary” of meeting the parents.

c. it was a blast [minus being sick with “I didn’t know I was pregnant ‘car sickness’”]

good reasons to be momentous right?

It was really fun to be with family and we were able to do most things I had never done before. Such as:

• Going to the Shaver Lake Cabin
• Going Jet Skiing
• Seeing the “Indian Grinding Rock” that is famous I guess with Adam’s family. It’s where the Indians ground their corn or something and it let little holes in this huge rock.
• Having an uncle who is a dentist clean our teeth and fill cavities for the {family discount}
• made sno cones

  

• rode bikes with a really really painful bike seat
• Go to Marine World [note: we rode roller coasters the day before we found out I was pregnant. I don’t know if it was a good idea to ride a roller coaster while pregnant, but I’m pretty sure my baby is still okay.]
• Go to the Oakland temple and do a session AND sealings  Glorious day at the temple!!
• Go to Ghirardelli Square {love.love.love}
• Go boating and wakeboarding [which I actually didn’t do cause I was sick, but Adam was pretty awesome  

and our favorite pictures of the trip????

all crazy right?? it was nuts.

Loved it!

 

open your minds::post script

I am taking a Multicultural America class at BYU this semester and I absolutely love it. It is so interesting and I love getting into discussions {or arguments} with our class about our beliefs and about issues that have happened or are happening now. I think I am very conservative. And I know I don't know a lot. But! This class is very eye-opening to issues from all perspectives. There are things that I am learning that I never realized was a real problem. I am not saying I'm turning into a crazy protester that will go to the next health care rally, but I am saying that I think a lot of us could learn more about each other and about our country from other people's points of view. I don't always agree with what people in my class say but that's why I love it. [Cause I can have an opinion but at the same time I can learn so much from other's feelings.]

It is great!

We have a class blog that can get really interesting and sometimes the comments get heated. It's is amazing how passionate people get.

I love it!

You should all check it out and maybe make some of your own comments. Some of the posts really push the issue and make you think or make you mad. Either way you should get in on the discussion.

It's healthy I promise.

Check It.

http://sociology113.blogspot.com/

post-script:: just so you know. i'm not becoming super liberal or super conservative if that is confusing by this post. i just feel more informed. and think many others could also benefit. that's all :-)

who am i?::edit

my body is overcome. i am no longer in control.

i can’t sleep. i’m exhausted but can’t sleep. it confuses me. and i eat {always} it feels like but it’s never enough. tonight i ate a big mac meal. now that i think about it, it sounds pretty disgusting. and i was okay for about… 2 hours. then i couldn’t sleep. and my little friend started grumbling at me. i needed some more food. [it’s such a chore].

i hate being “pregnant.” i mean i love being pregnant. i love my baby. but i hate the fact of pregnancy as my “excuse” and as my “burden.” i can barely make it through school or work. and people tell me, “it’s okay megan, you have a baby in your stomach.” and i love my little baby in the stomach. but i hate having people tell me it’s okay to slack, it’s okay to sleep all day, and it’s okay to miss things because i have the “best excuse.” but to me it shouldn’t just be an excuse and a chore to grow a little one. i just want to be me, at my best, with a little addition that just makes me better.

and that’s what’s hard. it’s just my addition and me slowly falling behind. do i sound selfish and pitiful? it’s okay. i know i am.

i feel at times like i don’t really know who {or what} my body is anymore. it is foreign. and it not longer loves me. it loves some little, lime sized, healthy, happy person who doesn’t have a name [or a type] yet.

and i guess i’m okay with that. it’s for a good cause.

but it is definitely hard.

but this wonderful lady has helped me realize how i can get through it with this and this. it just reiterates to me that however hard this may be, it is not about me anymore but about my precious babe.

{and for that, i know definitely who i am and what my purpose has become.}

edit:: i realize with a {semi} good sleep and not being two in the morning, {semi} without my stomach hurting, and {semi} without a painful headache that this post doesn't make a lot of sense and it is just a bunch of rambling. i apologize you have to read it.

grilled.

This is obviously worn out picture of Mr. Adam Robinson is due of:

a. staying up late with his wife playing games

b. being woken up 3+ times in the night because his wife couldn’t sleep/her stomach hurt

c. had to wake up early to work for 6 hours this morning

d. all of the above

The correct answer is D.

Adam takes really good care of me. He sacrifices sleep for me pretty much every night. He stays up with me when I don’t feel good and scratches my back until he thinks I am asleep [and I’m not, but he falls asleep doing it]

He also make really good grilled cheese and tomato soup. Which has been the only thing I really like to eat since I’ve been pregnant. It’s my staple. And I don’t make it right. I always overcook or undercook the bread. I just haven’t learned the art. But Adam has. There are {many things} Adam likes to brag about that he’s good at. But grilled cheese bragging I will allow cause it’s actually true.

So today after Adam fell asleep, I really wanted grilled cheese. I was hungry and I turned to my staple. But I couldn’t wake him [cause that would be dumb just for food…] and totally rude. So I did it myself. It didn’t turn out too bad! I was really proud of myself!

Though… one side of the sandwich was pretty burned…. and I don’t think I have the swish of milk in the tomato soup down like he does it. But the point is, I can do it on my own. Even if Adam is way better, I don’t have to be {completely} and {utterly} hopeless.

At least not all the time.

win.lose.

win: my new little belly is starting to show.

lose: with my growing belly comes back pains and my stomach still doesn’t like me. and headaches. darn the headaches!

win: my boobs are huge. i'm sorry i just have to say it. if anyone knows me, you know what a big accomplishment this is for me.

lose: i didn’t know that bigger boobs really do cause back problems. and my bras and undershirts are a pain now. annoying…

win: i can start eating most things without getting sick. usually…

lose: adam makes fun of me that i’m upset about it but it’s true. i’m sick of eating! i have to eat all the time. and even though my stomach likes more stuff now, i just get sick of eating it. and trying to come up with new things to eat to fight my boredom. boo.

win: my teachers have been pretty supportive while i stay home and be sick all the time instead of go to class

lose: i feel so guilty that i have to stay home and be sick all the time. i try to at least stay ahead of my homework. and adam just reminds me, “it’s okay if you don’t get an A or a B. you have a baby in your stomach!!”

win: adam takes really good care of me on top of volunteering, research, TAing, studying for the DAT, studying for school, and getting good grades to support me and my baby

lose: i don’t know what to do when he’s not home and he’s doing all of the above. he’s right, i’m hopeless without him.

But it really is WIN WIN WIN, win for adam being a new daddy, win for me being a new mommy and win for new little baby coming to a loving family who can’t wait to see him.

WIN WIN WIN!!