Family Camp

I got to spend last weekend with the BEST family ever...mine. (plus Jake, Megan and Coop, of course)
We had an awesome time at Owyhee Reservoir. The Big Taylors and Pennocks came from Bend and my parents came all the way from Portland. It was an incredibly long drive for them but it was definitely worth it!

We started the "family camp" tradition a couple years ago and each year we strive for a good family pic. Here's what we ended up with this year...

(Please note: that is NOT my stomach popping through

my tank top, it's a skin colored stripe okay?---

genius designers at Target...not)

Pretty good right? Well, minus one little detail...

Yep, this guy. My dad.

He was occupied out on the lake with this...

And here comes picture overload.

Love this view

Sistas

Surfing while pregnant?

Well, OF COURSE!

Dad and Mom, me, the "head of cauliflower" and Carson

Austin's favorite perch

Pennock Fam

Addison's FIRST camp trip!

Austin's second favorite perch...he looks 

like a cartoon character

 Doesn't he?!

Lady A

 Proud Auntie and Uncle

Aaaaand, for all you that are confused with how far along I am, let me clarify. Because I am slightly a slacker, I have been posting the chalkboard picture a little late each week. I am actually 28 weeks pregnant. And let me tell you, it is starting to fly by! I can't believe 2 of my FAVORITE times of the year are right around the corner (football season and holiday season), and add a BABY to that?! I sure am one lucky girl. 

Happy Third Trimester to us!

 

Tiny pocket t-shirt?

Check.

Weak Sauce

Thought it would never happen huh? Well, yep it did. I totally slacked last week. And I am royally pissed at myself for it. The chalkboard was just not top on my priority list for multiple reasons:

a.) First, and probably most importantly, no cute outfits. Everything I owned was really annoying me and of course, none of it fit. So naturally I rotated between uncomfortable, tight scrubs during the day and yoga/stretch pants with thick waistbands and t-shirts that I am realizing do NOT fit anymore. Take Exhibit A for instance:

 My current view as I blog.

Real attractive.

b.) My friend Krissy was in town from Portland for a couple days. Enough said.

c.) The creative juices were not flowing last week, meaning the chalkboard would be doomed and would terribly lack in the cute factor. I decided no-chalkboard was better than lame-chalkboard.

Okay excuse after excuse, I know! After all that, still ended up with a semi cute outfit and this still pretty lame chalkboard with combined weeks...who does that?!

Name one thing that makes this chalkboard even MORE lame than I originally thought?...oh how about the fact that it doesn't even say "WEEKS!" Definitely JUST realized that. I can't believe I'm even posting this disaster.

Speaking of toes...

And more belly fun

Stretch pants, of course

 

My belly button is as wide as a sand dollar

As I am finishing this post, I just got off the phone with my mother. They participated in their annual neighborhood garage sale over the weekend. She just revealed a little tid bit that now has me on the verge of tears...okay not real tears but please just imagine my pain. 

Let me back up just a bit to give you the FULL effect; okay, remember THESE guys?

Yeah, well my collection was more along these lines...

Okay, I might be exaggerating a little. But this is not far from the truth. Look I even found a picture of me with my troll collection!...

HAHA! Just kidding, this isn't really me but, metaphorically, this is how I felt about my trolls. I loved them so much that I would have definitely set them up under a willow tree in the middle of the woods and professionally posed with them if given the opportunity.
Unfortunately, I was never given that opportunity because just as my troll collection was hitting it's prime, some other 9 year old snatch stole them from me...or so I thought.

So you're caught up on my L.F.T.? (Love For Trolls)

Yeah well Mom just told me, with this disclaimer, "I really shouldn't be telling you this but if there is one thing you'd be really pissed that we sold what would it be?"
Uh huh, yep, you got it. The line that followed will forever haunt me..."Dad found your troll collection somewhere and we sold them all!" NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
You're right mom, you should have never told me. Payback's a bitch...

Love you Mom :)

24 Weeks

Sooo, someone (Drysdale), commented on how cute I looked when I actually "dressed up" for last week's post and switched it up from my normal "stretch pants and tiny pocket tee shirts." Well, Drysdale, I can't bear to ever disappoint you again in my frumpy outfit choice, so I am turning over a new leaf. I promise to try to look my cutest for the weekly chalkboard pics from here on out! However, tiny pocket t's from Target are my ABSOLUTE favorite (as most of you know and if you don't know, I'm sure you could assume) and because I have them in every color of the rainbow, they will NOT be put into hiding. Sorry...

Did you know that I'm also growing a
baby in my upper arm and in my ass?!

Baby updates: 

I'm feeling great! A little tired and a little like a butterball turkey stuffed into Barbie clothes, but otherwise, no complaints here. We've only got 3 1/2 months to go! (which means even less time until Powell--I believe 77 days to be exact) My belly button's starting to freak me out. Most people know this about me but if you don't, belly buttons kind of weird me out. Mine has always been a little tender to the touch and it basically just gives me the willies. And now mine is starting to get shallow...meaning, it's definitely gonna pop out. Yuck. It also doesn't help to walk into the room, all ready to go on hike, with 2 layers of tank tops on and your husband says, "whoa babe! look at your big belly button!" (Clarification: not in the "cute" belly button way but in the "dark, big, scary black hole through your clothes" way.) Kind of like a doughnut hole. Lovely.

Okay and now for Instagram overload...our life lately:

Baby Addie's visit

Uncle Cars loving on his sweet little niece

Soaking up the beautiful weather up at the lake

The two cripples (me-the knocked up one and 

Amanda-the blood clotted one) and our two Megans

At the Groves' to celebrate the big guy's birthday;

Happy Birthday Mitch!

Family time

Little's G's new favorite hang out

I wanted to congratulate ALL my girlfriends who are pregnant right now. Turns out, pretty much every single person I know who's knocked up, is having a girl! And I think we can ALL agree, if our girls turn out ANYTHING like we were growing up/ARE NOW, we're in big trouble!

Lately

I am super tired right at this moment but not sleeping because Rob, D and our little niece Addie are on their way from Bend! It feels like Christmas, I'm so excited. I'll try to keep this post interesting but it may just turn into picture overload since my brain is currently non-functional.

Pop Quiz: What is the name of the childcare center at Fred Meyer?
(Carson's answer: 'Freddy Bear's'---incorrect.)
We struggled with this one for a while, so Jake decided to call the store at 11pm. We then discovered  it's called, 'The Fred Meyer Playland.' It's free but you can only leave your child there for an hour. So, naturally, Jake's response to this was, "well what if I shop multiple times day?" To this the employee responded (after being a little thrown off), "um, no we will still only take them for one hour a day." Then he added the only other additional "perk"...sounding VERY accommodating and definitely going for the up sale, "we take children about age 2 up through preschool!".....oh oooookay, so you're saying you watch 2,3 and 4 year olds for strictly one hour a day? SOLD!...yeah right! Needless to say, we are probably the only people in the world to start a discussion about Freddie's ghetto childcare service and then feel the need to call and get ALL the details...just to know.

Where I found my animals the other day...

They're gonna such good big brothers

 

Love those damn Grinch toes

And week "23" (still a week behind, sorry):

22 Weeks

Surprise! We've thought long and hard and have decided that our little girl will be named Kenna. So remember my post at, oh say about 16 or 18 weeks, about people's opinions on names? Yeah, this is where you remember that one. Although I KNOW everyone thinks it's adorable and loves it so I have nothing to worry about right?  :)

We have been set on Kenna for a few months and our love for it gets stronger each day. Probably because we already refer to her by this name, so naturally, it has become her identity. We have also decided that her middle name will be J. We have had a few members of our families pass away over the past year, both who's names have started with J. AND Carson's middle name is Jay so all in all, we feel it's very fitting.

She is 8-8.5 inches long this week! And FYI, this is just from head to bum; apparently, because they are so scrunched up in there, they don't start measuring from head to toe for a few more months. According to my baby update she is about the size of one of these:

 (I didn't know what a papaya looked like either, don't worry)

or one of these:

I kind of thought these food items were a little boring so I decided to do my own little search for "things that are 8 inches long" in Google images. For all you sickos who's brains are in the gutter right now (like mine is about 92% of the time) yes, everything that follows is G rated. Here are some of the RANDOM and hilarious things that popped up in my search.

 No idea what this even is...maybe one of those

tools we had in elementary to draw perfect circles with?!

Not only is this apparently 8 inches long but,

it is also titled "spikiest things in the world" 

FYI

I'm willing to bet nothing in this picture is 8 inches long...

So random

I'm pretty much speechless. What?!

And last but not least...wow. Haha! What IS this?

And how does this fit "things that are 8 inches long" in

ANY sort of way?

Note to self and to readers: 

be careful what you search for.

Things I learned this week...

-To not be offended when an elderly patient in a wheelchair looks at my belly and says, "are you expecting a child or is that just gas?" (yes, that really happened)

-Scrub pants do NOT grow with your growing pregnant ass. I bent over today and the crotch tore. I almost cried.

-What everyone means by pregnancy meltdown because I had one today. After I got home from work (the day of the great crotch tear), I struggled terribly trying to figure out what to wear to the grocery store. I felt like a frump in my "comfy" VS sweats and the only 2 pairs of jeans that fit right now were dirty or in the washer, so I turned to a pair of loose fitting work out pants that I knew wouldn't fail me...however, they did. They were tight and uncomfortable. I completely fell apart. I ripped them off and stood in the closet in my underwear crying. It was a pathetic sight. Luckily, I have the sweetest husband in the whole world who knew just what to say and he made sure we made it to the store in one piece...my lifesaver.

-I probably painted my toenails for the last time during this pregnancy. I can barely bend over, let alone sit on the ground and REACH my toes. (Sigh)

I may sound like a complainer but, the truth is, I really have NOTHING to complain about. This pregnancy has been pretty much flawless so far. I feel great, I haven't been sick or even nauseous one bit, no heartburn and lots of energy. I feel extremely fortunate for that being that almost all my friends who are pregnant right now felt like crap for the first few weeks. I am telling myself that because things have been so easy up to this point (I just knocked on wood BTW), our little darling is going to be an easy baby. Logical theory right? I'll let you know how that turns out for me in about 4 months...