Baby crazy!!!!

In the past, when siblings or friends have gotten pregnant, I remember being so excited because they were the ONLY pregnant women I knew. However, I feel like everything has changed. Everyone, I mean EVERYONE is pregnant.

A short list;
1. Me
2. Sister-in-Law (due 6 weeks behind me)
3. Sister (due 6 months behind me)
4. JH (due a month ahead of me)
5. A (due a month ahead of me)
6,7,8,9 Friends I'm connected to on Facebook are also pregnant

Really?! I feel like it's baby season!

But one great thing about having so many friends and family that are pregnant because I have people to talk to about what's happening to my body. Going it alone would be very very hard! Because of baby season, it also seems like everywhere I go I see pregnant women. I went to Winco with Weston to pick up some things, and I saw about 5 pregnant women doing their shopping as well. Apparently back in November, we were all very bored, or very cold!!!! :)

The Evils of Possibility

There is a part of me that really doesn't like the possibilities of time. With unlimited time, with the possibility of anything, comes a huge responsibility. What do you do with that time? How much do you want to do? Why is it so wrong to do nothing? But what if you try to do something, and nothing comes of it? You see what I mean. The 'gift' of time isn't something that I particularly like. I kind of like it when I am told what to do by others, so I don't have to have the responsibility of failure if it doesn't work out.

So I guess at the end of the day, what I really don't like is failure. All the little slogans in the world aren't going to change that. And trust me, I've seen/heard all of them (at least it feels like it). Nothing has made me feel better about failure. Failure sucks. Especially if it's in something that you care a lot about.

The summer is coming, which is what brought this on. And after the summer, my first semester for the school of music at University of Utah. I can't tell you how much that freaks me out. Starting a new school, having a new baby, moving 'back' to a new city. It's all a little overwhelming.

However, I am going to set goals so the summer of possibilities doesn't drown me with it's enthusiasm.

1. Start and Finish my novel Taint

2. Work on 3 major Grand Opera aria's (still need to chose those three)

3. Read all the books on my YA lit list

4. Read at least one religious book per month (for those that need help, that's 4 books)

5. Start looking for crib, basenet, car-seat

6. Choose decorations for the nursery

7. Find apartment

Doing the Budget

There are few times in my life where a shot of vodka, a glass of JD or a bottle of wine seem like the only solutions to a problem. But once a month, I find that I desire to get totally wasted in the middle of the afternoon. That's the dreaded day BUDGET DAY!

Weston and I didn't use to do a budget, but after a few problems with our bank accounts, we decided a budget might be a good idea. So, I got everything together, our bills, the budget sheet, receipts, a note book and a calculator. Sitting down with Weston to do the budget took a few days of 'oh, we should do the budget today' before it finally happened.

But my good heavens, are you kidding me? I hate doing the budget. All it does is show you that you really have no money after paying the bills. A total reality check of lack to money. AHH! I think about the people I know that are starting out and have really great jobs and make more then enough for the two of them. How do they do it? It would be nice to not have to worry constantly about money, but that's the way of life, isn't it?

A baby, a baby, we're going to have a baby!!

I'm going to cut to the good parts, the parts that people actually want to hear. Not the months of morning sickness and not being able to move. The fun bits, like when I first felt the baby move and when we found out the sex. Those are the fun bits!!

I decided early on in my pregnancy that I wanted to try and do yoga to help loosen things up. So, after saying I would do it for almost three months, I finally did it at 17 weeks. The yoga video was horrible, jumping positions, not enough time between, frustrating music and explanations, so needless to say I stopped doing it halfway through. I joined Weston in the computer room and sat for a little while when I felt something. It was the same something I had felt during the yoga video. I had brushed off the feeling during yoga, but happening again, I couldn't. It was like a slight brush, slight pop inside my tummy. Weston was on the phone, and I motioned to him, "I think I just felt the baby!" He got this crazy excited look in his eyes and started to fumble with the phone. So cute!

After that first experience, I felt the little man move around more and more every day. Now it's a very common experience for me to feel his little pops and wiggles. Its such a reassuring feeling to know he's in there moving around.

Feeling my little boy, knowing he's in there, waiting to come out is crazy to me.

Reasons Why I LOVE Harry Potter

I started reading the HP books shortly after the third one came out. My 6th grade teacher was reading the first one to us in class and I asked if I could take it home over the weekend to read. I wanted to know what happened!!! So I finished it over the weekend and fell head over heals. There was a small space in our closet that I fit into perfectly, so I wrapped up in a blanket, got a flash light and read.

And read.

And read.

I read the book probably ten times in the course of that semester. Seriously. Then I got number two and devoured that one. A teacher of mine had just bought number three, and lent it to me for the weekend. Surprise . . . I devoured that one too!

But let's talk about what the HP series did for me. It gave me an escape, a world where anything could happen and the hum-drum world I lived it vanished for a while. I fell in love with the characters. They became my friends, my confidants and my heart. I was always so excited to visit the HP world because my friends would be

waitin

g for me.

Ron, being loyal and caring, in his own stupid way. His u

nfailing support of his friends (even when he's being an idiot, cough- book 4 - cough) gave me comfort that I would someday have someone that would stand by me through thick and thin. No matter what. His humor, saying the wrong things at the wrong time, always made me smile.

Hermione; she was the girlfriend that I think almost all of us wanted. She was smart, and was

more then willing to help you with your school work. You didn't even need to ask! But she would also listen if needed. She was there in the darkest of times, being a shoulder to lean on, and word of support and a hug of comfort. She was also very funny! Her intellectual joking and insulting was the greatest!

And Harry Potter. What do you say about the 'boy who lived'? He was more then a friend. He was almost an extension of ourselves. He was the reason we read the books in the beginning. His story of loss and triumph made us feel like we too could conquer everything. Even the 'Voldemorts' of our own lives. They weren't impossible. We did have the strength and the courage and the ability to fight the battles. We are good enough to believe in ourselves. We are the sculptors of our own fate. Harry was each of us, pointing the way to our better selves.

Thank you JK Rowling for giving us something to love, to cherish, and to pass on to our children.

WE WILL NEVER FORGET!!!!!!!!!!

School, Math and a stupid cold

It is officially the third week of school. Which means, I'm already starting to loose interest in my classes. I have four classes this semester.

Technology 1010 (fulfills my third physical science requirement)

Voice and Diction (looked like a fun class)

Adolescent Literature (seemed interesting)

Math 1010 (I have to)

The math class is Monday through Thursday and two hours on Tuesday and Wednesday. Talk about torture. I hate it! My teacher is quiet good, explains more then any other teacher I've had and I enjoy his lectures. The problem is the math part. I really hate the math part. It's worse that two days a week, it's 2 hours of math torture. Lame!!!

On top of school and the stress of new classes and crap, I also have a cold. A really bad cold. Like hacking up a lung, unable to breath, or sleep kind of cold. I spent the entire three day weekend in bed with a humidifier and a defuser. Wonderful time for me. Yippy! Stupid school, stupid cold. And unable to practice for my upcoming auditions.

AHHHH!

Shopping for the Audition!!

So, looking back over my check list, I have two things I can check off.

1. Finish application for BYU

2. Film prelim audition.

YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday was a bit of a rush. I got up bright and early at 8:30am. I know, I know, for most people that isn't early, but for me that is like the crack of dawn! Imagine how I look and feel in my first class of the day on T and Th. Yeah it's at 8:30am, so I have to be up at 7:30am. Pretty much the soul crushing, life killing time of the day. LAME! But I just went on a total tangent that really has nothing to do with what happened yesterday.

Change lanes, U TURN!

But yesterday, I got up . . . early and showered and dressed, ready for a day of shopping. See I didn't have a dress that I felt was suitable for filming an audition. So i took the debit card (to my husbands shagrin) and went to the store. Well, to liked 10 stores. No joke. I went to:

T J Max, Ross, Macy's, Debs, Urban Outfitters, Nordstroms, 2 <3 Love, Head over Heels, and many others.

After the first three stores that I didn't find anything, I was getting very discouraged. Two problems with shopping for Hayley Bell. 1) I am 6'0" tall. That means nothing fits right. Dresses that would be totally fine for some women, look like I tried on my nieces dress-up clothes. 2) I am also a size 14 (which I am very proud of!). I have found that most clothing stores do not have any idea of what the general populace wears. Every store I went to, I found every size up to 13, or no sizes beyond a 9. It was very disheartening. I was beginning to loose hope when, up came into my view . . .

JC Penny

My saving grace!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't know if it was a sale, or if they just knew that I needed a dress yesterday, but there it was, a great sale and GREAT dresses. I tried on a ton of dresses, but nothing really fit quiet right. Nothing gave that amazing flare.

Then, on the rack, acting like a simple dress that didn't have powers of making a voluptuous body look amazing, was a black and grey dress. It didn't look like much when I saw it, but decided 'what the heck' no reason not to. I went into the dressing room, tried on the dress and gasped.

This dress did things to my body that I never knew existed (get your mind out of the gutter!). It sucked in all the right places, and also curved in ALL the right places. WOW!! I felt like Christina Hendricks (pictured left).

So I was pretty happy!! Sadly I do not have a picture of me in the outfit. When I have the DVD, I'll post a few shots and some video for you guys. Hugs!