Garth Craig Wright

 So looking through old pictures really quick I came across the two above. 

That was the day I saw Garth for the very first time. 

He and Kyle were just coming home from their missions 

and beyond Anna's comment of "You should get him"

I didn't think much about Garth, because ya know I hadn't seen my brother in 2 years. 

But of course now when I look at those pictures--I think about Garth. 

I've learned quite a bit about Garth since that day in February. 

First, I learned that Garth is awkward. [:

Lucky for him it's a cute awkward. 

He searches for a common ground with everyone, and once he finds it that is all he will try to talk about. If you're from Iowa, expect a lot of Iowa related discussion.

If you like cars, expect Garth to talk about cars non-stop. 

I've even watched him hold long conversations about Golf with my dad and grandpa, and he doesn't watch or play golf--or even like it one bit. He just knows its a safe topic with them.

Our first date he couldn't find our common ground so he fumbled around quite a bit. It was funny, and awkward.

Second, I quickly learned that he is the sweetest man alive. 

Dating him was full of spontaneous phone calls, letters, and texts. 

Dates that were planned in secret just for me and flowers just because. 

Marriage is full of days where he cleans the whole apartment just because while I'm in class, 

random notes, flowers, etc.  

Garth is a musician. 

This was one of his best selling points [; 

Most people know that Garth is amazing at the piano as well as the drums. 

I've looked over his music and things people have written about his abilities and it always amazes me. I laugh when we have gone to see the Piano Guys perform because I've heard Garth play many of the songs they are performing. He loves to write music too. He would sit at the piano for hours if he had the time. Once when we were dating I had a favorite song on the radio. 

Garth went home and learned to play it on the piano by hearing it by ear. He then recorded him playing and singing the song, and sent me my own version!

He also sings. He might not tell you that he does, but he does and I love it.  

He is deathly ticklish.

ESPECIALLY his feet. 

If you tickle him he will work to come up with the best excuse as to why he cannot be tickled. Whether it be that he is tired. Or the lifts he did that day. Or that he may kick you. Or that he needs to finish his homework. He may be the only person I know that tries to negotiate his way out of being tickled rather than just running away. He truly hates being tickled though. Its unfortunate. 

He's introverted. 

There's a lot that goes on in this man's head that he does not say out-loud. 

I'm lucky that I've learned a lot about him and can usually see what he's thinking about other people. But I can only imagine the countless times I have annoyed him and he's been smiling there with me oblivious to the fact that he really thinks I'm ridiculous lol.  

Garth is a very careful person.

I love and hate this quality [: 

He can be a little bit of a worry wart when it comes to his things. I can't tell you how often he will randomly clean my computer or ipad screen just because he can't stand how smudgy they get. I've tried to channel this into our windows and mirrors--still working on it [:

This is also why he is pretty cautious about what I do pregnant. The first trimester included a lot of "are you allowed to do that?" "is that really okay?"

I've learned that Garth absorbs the world. 

I've watched him take things in and take on tasks without so much as a complaint. 

I've watched people do things that, knowing Garth well enough, I know hurt his feelings and him just keep plugging on with a smile. 

I watch him in the grocery store pick out things he knows I like and pass right by what he likes. 

I watch him sacrifice and give up things to be able to give more to others. 

I've watched him observe a need and fill a need without question or explanation.

Then occasionally (usually in the car) Garth begins to talk about life. 

He will tell you all these things he thinks and feels and wonders and all you need to do is listen. 

The moments he stops absorbing and starts talking come randomly and can't be provoked.

These are my favorite moments. 

I've learned he is tender hearted. 

Garth loves unconditionally, and this doesn't just apply to me. 

Each person in his family holds a special place for him. 

When they are struggling or down, Garth is looking for ways to help.
He genuinely cares about people. He makes an effort to keep in touch. He always texts my mother to inform her that he loves her and he misses her.

Garth has multiple laughs. 

There's the usual laugh that is given when anything is somewhat funny. 

Then there's the laugh that doesn't include a whole lot of sound--thats when something is really funny. It usually happens a lot when he is around Kyle. 

Then there is a laugh that is accompanied by a squeak. This laugh is my favorite.  

Garth is a gentleman. 

Since I've married Garth he has counted 3 times he has missed opening the car door for me. (he keeps track). He hates it when he misses it because I beat him there. 

When in Boise he literally strategized for how he could get my grandma's door open, my door, and my mom's in a timely manner. 

PS watching your husband help your grandma in and out of the car will make your heart melt. 

Just saying. 

He falls asleep anywhere, anytime. 

I've seen Garth sleep in countless uncomfortable ways. 

I've learned that we cannot have in-depth conversations when we get in bed at night. 

I also have learned to identify when he's about to fall asleep without even having to look at his face. I can hear it in his breathing. This is frequent during his late night study sessions.  

He likes working with his hands. 

Garth used to build decks and I'm pretty sure he still glorifies this time as the best time of his life. 

He loves creating things, and he's good at it. 

He and I combined = a life full of lots of projects. Which I'm so happy about! 

If he can fix something himself he'd rather do that than call someone to come out and do it. 

He's precise. 

Sometimes Garth has a hard time being the observer, he likes to be in control. (SOMETIMES). 

For example, one time Garth came to the sewing lab with me. I just had to lay out a pattern real quick and didn't really need his help. However, I am the type that with an audience I will double check what I'm doing regardless if I need it or not. 

Garth had the hardest time just watching. He wanted to just do it for me because in his head he had a greatly efficient way to do so. HE doesn't EVEN sew! haha. 

It was a really funny experience. 

Some things I will never do the same because of Garth. 

His ramen noodles--there is a special way to cook them. (He loves ramen). 

Mac and cheese will never be cooked the same by me. 

I can expect to have hooks on the back of my door forever. 

I can also expect that when we have a big "clean the whole apartment day" Garth will get lost perfecting a cupboard for about an hour. 

He will re-align things and build shelves or add hooks to make it more efficient. 

He's funny like that. 

Lucky for us we balance each other in that way. And generally, I don't mind letting Garth take the lead at all. He's confident learning new things--I am not.

Garth loves a good hug. 

Most of the time that's all he wants. He will follow me around until I stop and say, yes? And he will say can you just give me a hug? I haven't hugged you yet today. 

He's my favorite. 

Even while dating I never felt so supported and reassured in my life than the times I was with Garth. 

I still hear that I'm beautiful, or look cute, or that he likes my eyes etc. multiple times a day. 

I hear the words "I love you" arguably over 10 times a day. 

And now I hear the questions "hows our baby boy?" or that he loves our baby as well multiple times a day. He's just a keeper. 

 

 

Pregnancy Update

So its been a little while since I've actually taken the time to write about the pregnancy thus far.
I DO update my chalkboard every now and again--I just forget to take pictures of it. So just trust that it happen every so often..
So first things first
I am 26 weeks--27 on Friday.
Kinda scary right? Maybe not to you guys, but to me yes..
It's going too fast for me to keep up I feel.
I keep thinking we need to go for a hike, but we don't really have any open Saturday's for a long time. Then I think about all these dates and things we should do for the last bit of our childless lives. So then I think when we finish this semester we will do it because we don't have time right now. Except I'll be full term the week of finals sooo I have to remind myself I can't put things off til school is out because once school is out it could be go time any day. It could be go time while I'm taking a test sitting in the testing center, or walking in my cap and gown at graduation. I'm truly hoping this is NOT the case, and I don't really think it will be, but I have to plan for the worst right?
So many awkward possibilities.

Right now we are just focusing on school and getting things moving forward. I'm sewing the bumpers, crib skirt, curtains, and a valance. I was also going to sew a car seat cover and a nursing cover but I don't know that I'll have time. I found a coupon also for both online and I got 100% off of the car seat cover AND nursing cover (just had to pay the shipping, which wasn't much at all!) Score!
So I'm okay with that. This weekend is my Rexburg Baby shower so Garth's family is coming and with them comes our crib and our dresser and our rocking chair! So after that I can really get going on the room. Right now its just bags and boxes trying to store clothes until we have a spot to put them. Sewing is progressing ever so slowly as I only have little bits of time here and there. My baby shower is being put on by my two favorite neighbors and I'm pretty excited. Although I am nervous! They're planning such a wonderful shower and so many of my friends are leaving town for the holiday weekend. So I guess I will just have to eat extra of all the delicious food they make right?
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So an update on pregnancy specifics:
My belly is growing growing growing. As you all may have noticed.
Sometimes I feel kinda small, sometimes (mostly) I feel huge. Just depends sometimes on what it is I'm wearing. 
Here are some pictures.

23 Weeks

24

25 weeks

 26 

One day I was wearing a dress to school and a girl told me that my dress kinda made me look pregnant. Trying not to be offended that she was actually saying "that dress makes your usually fat belly look like a pregnant belly" I kindly informed her that it was actually the baby inside my belly that made me look pregnant. She looked a little surprised, but not sorry. Maybe we will never be friends, but it made me laugh.
I also hate when I hear a professor or classmate say "Oh I didn't realize you were expecting! Congratulations!" Because then I think, wait so you just thought I had a pot belly?? haha oh well [:

Sickness:
Still here, still just shows up whenever it wants to whether I take the medicine or not
but if I don't take the medicine or miss or anything even just by an hour, I'm sick in bed.
But with it I feel good [:

Energy:
Feeling like my energy that came back after the first trimester is gradually going away. I've been getting more sore lately and find that I get tired faster, which is my biggest annoyance with myself.
I still get ready most everyday, so I try to pat myself on the back for that one haha [: 

Fitness:
I love the elliptical because it feels like I'm running even though I'm not. I'd never done it pre-pregnancy.
I love love love swimming laps. I've loved this for a long time, but I hadn't done it in a while and when I did I felt so light and great!
We are lucky when we find time to both go to the gym though. So I'm not as fit as I should be!

Baby Boy:
He is really, really, really active.
Garth lately has been getting to see him move a lot.
Sometimes I will be sitting in class and out of the corner of my eye I can see my belly bulge really fast because he kicked really hard. I always wonder if anyone in class saw it too and is really weirded out. [:
Whenever I read a book he kicks and pushes against the book when I rest it on my belly.
My bump still feels LOW but it is getting a little better.
He's starting to feel heavier. My belly gets sore sometimes.
He likes to sit really low and push out. It is pretty painful because its usually right where my pants sit or whatever I'm wearing. I showed Garth today and I can't explain it other than he moves really far forward so that my belly almost looks like a shelf that sticks out straight from my hips, rather than being round. And the bulge is just like rock hard. I can usually feel him start moving there, and not sure what exactly he thinks he's doing--its not my favorite, but what can ya do?
Bending down is starting to be uncomfortable which is making me more aware of how frequently I drop my pens and pencils! Sometimes they roll under my desk and I sit there and wonder if they're even worth trying to retrieve lol.

Mood:
Garth could probably testify that I can be a little moody--but If you asked him he's much too nice, he'd just lie and say I'm lovely to be around always. That's just Garth. 
I actually enjoy being pregnant for the most part. Its fun and exciting. Plus Garth gets really excited every time the baby moves, and he moves a lot.
Plus I have a husband who is extremely supportive. Sometimes I think I surprise him when I say kind of harshly no no no I can do it myself! But he's just always trying to help me, which I love about him, I just sometimes like to prove to myself I can still do it all. 
I don't know if I'll ever get used to how much people want to rub my belly but I just try to smile and wave. [:

Such is Life

I had the opportunity two weeks ago to visit my family in Colorado.
On the way to the airport we stopped and said goodbye to Kyle and Bailee who were packed up to make their move to arizona that same day. It was bitter sweet.

Garth stayed in Logan, Utah with his family and I headed to Colorado. My first day there I got to see my best friend get married in the Colorado Temple--it was wonderful.
I was lucky enough to have my mom as a date and I enjoyed the time we got to just talk and learn more about each others' current lives. I love her.
Then, Anna and my mom threw me the best baby shower ever. Everything was so cute! I loved seeing our baby boy getting so spoiled by people. Before the shower began I was kind of nervous. I always get nervous before events which I have to be the center of attention (those who were there early to my reception have witnessed this) so I spent time just hanging out with Paris as I waited for guests to arrive and start talking about my belly.
I was actually pretty excited to have a belly--I made sure to wear a dress that fitted it snugly and made its appearance known. 

A new semester has began, and Garth and I are already counting down the weeks to our freedom. [:
We began last Monday which was a little hectic being as we got back into town late Sunday night. If you read the previous post you know we had just cleaned our carpets and all our furniture was moved into the kitchen as a result--so we came home to a bit of a mess which was a bummer. BUT we survived Monday and got it all back to normal and had time to go get all our books as well as attend class. Since then its been go go go! I have completed two Novels, two novellas, 2 papers, and MANY short stories half of which are all in the genre of "realism". I. Am. Loving. It.
I am in American Lit, Senior Writing Seminar, Rhetorical Studies, two other writing classes, and (wait for it) .... YOUNG ADULT LIT. HAHA YAY! I know it sounds so easy but hear me out.
My whole college career I have done a lot of reading and writing--a lot. I cannot even remember the last time I read something that was simple and just enjoyable--something I chose to read. I've grown so accustomed to literature written by people who died 100's of years before I was born that I actually like that stuff too. I have studied wayyy to many anthologies, wayyy too much british literature, and WAY more poetry than I could even ever want to look at again. So I chose for my last semester a YA Lit class. There are 9 assigned books, and then we choose our own for the remaining 20 required. This makes for about 2-3 books a week in that class alone, but I AM LOVING IT. I have completed two great novels since last Thursday and I just love reading things that I choose, and things that are simple but great and rich! ANYWAYS.. now that you are bored I will move on.

This semester has been busy and each day I take a moment to think, man life just keeps buzzing forward! Garth is in 17 credits (crazy man) I am in 18. I will be reading roughly 4 books a week, and then my textbooks and writing and projects along in there somewhere. Garth will be in school for wayyyy too many hours a day due to his classes and labs--I think he's crazy. A bio major just shouldn't take that many credits in a semester there are too many labs included. But needless to say he is quite busy.
The good news for me is that one of my classes is a block course. This means it ends at midterms. Unfortunately it means each week I am doing two weeks worth of material in a week--but after midterms I will have more time--time to prepare for baby.

Despite our busy life I have been really happy. Last semester I was really sick and really tired. Part of that was just first trimester exhaustion, the other part was the days that I threw up all day.
I was in online classes so I spent a lot of time home alone just doing homework, and I was just a little down. I didn't feel like I was keeping the house clean enough, making elaborate enough dinners, getting "cute" enough each day--etc. I just basically used the energy I had to focus on school and somehow slide the other things in where I could.
I've been feeling a lot better, and I like getting out and attending my classes on campus. I keep laughing because I feel as though with my new found energy I am taking a "cease to be idle" to a new extreme. Before when I was sick, I would make dinner and stare at the dishes thinking about how I didn't have the energy or desire to clean up after myself. Now I'm amazed its like I've forgotten who I really am! I LOVE having a clean house, I just forgot how often I was willing to clean each day to keep it that way. Its as if I'm adjusting to having normal amounts of energy and health back. But I am enjoying the way life feels--much more fulfilling.I feel as though I am always accomplishing something, and I really really enjoy it, much better than how I was feeling a while ago.

Anyways, one last note. For a while I was getting self conscious. My body was changing, I wasn't looking pregnant I was just looking a little more "solid" I guess you could say "Pre-bump", I was sick, I was tired, and my clothes were uncomfortable. Now I know some women hate maternity clothes, some avoid them, some have pride in the fact they never have to wear them etc, but i've decided I love mine. I had gift cards to some places, and found sales at others, and my mom is an excellent shopper so she helped me find cute things. I LOVE wearing things that are comfortable but still attractive. Maternity clothes don't have to be a gross "mom" thing to do. And I like that these days I get excited to get ready and show off my bump. My clothes still look like they fit instead of them being baggy all over to fit my  bigger waist, and it just helps with this whole my stomach is getting larger and larger everyday and I still have to look in the mirror and love myself thing [:
So I just wanted to say I endorse them. And people should be more willing to try them out. DURING pregnancy of course. They are not just for people who want a comfortable pair of jeans [: 

Anyways. I guess  I just spent a lot of time talking about me. Just know I'm really, really enjoying life right now.

Spring Cleaning

Life Update:
Well its been another crazy week in the Wright House, but tonight we are feeling pretty accomplished.
Last week was finals week which for a young married couple in an overload of credits it means switching off who cooks the easy meals of spaghetti, pizza, hamburger helper, etc and all those shameful things that we had to do to get through the week. It means that we get no sleep and we spend minimal time together because we both have huge to-do lists. It was a very stressful week. I've never been in so many classes at once, so I've never had so many final projects and tests all in one week. I had a 15 page paper due Saturday night a 20 page paper due Monday, a 17 page paper due tuesday, a 15 page paper due thursday and a final four page one due Friday. Whoo. On top of those I had projects and tests to finish up. It was a long week but we got through it! Garth had a LOT of exams that week and many scheduled back to back right at the end there so he was pretty swamped. But we both are pleased with our results!!

My family came into town for a couple days and we enjoyed that. They were here for Kyle's graduation so that was fun to get to go to. Kelsey stayed at our apartment which I liked.  Sometimes it seems like I never see her. It was a bummer to have to still be working on finals while they were here and somewhat busy but it all worked out.
We helped a family move Friday night and then while I finished a project Garth helped a bunch more families move Saturday.

THEN it was on to our spring cleaning schedule [:
Because I am going to have this week of school off only and then I'll be in school until I'm full term basically I had told Garth I wanted to get the office cleared out to be a nursery and get everything moved and cleaned around the house so that I could just work on little projects throughout the semester. I made a daily schedule Sat-Tues for us with each room and what needed to be cleaned.
I even left time to help Kyle and Bailee move and have FHE with them Monday, and a breakfast date this morning with Garth.
The baby's room is emptied out and the closet is all organized. All blinds and windows in my house have been scrubbed. The doors, baseboards, and all surfaces have been cleaned. Every closet has been reorganized, all junk is thrown away. All winter stuff is moved to the storage unit. Everything done!
We even shampooed the carpets tonight and I went out and sprayed for bugs because right outside our apartment in the spring/summer we get a ton a ton of spiders and spider webs so i got that all sprayed and taken care of.

Needless to say we are exhausted exhausted but it was well worth it. Garth is a nice person and he even went over and shampooed our neighbor's apartment who are out of town right now.
Kyle and Bailee leave tomorrow so we had them over for dinner Monday and we decided since our first double date ever in Rexburg was bowling we would end with the same date. It was good to get to spend time with them before they head off to Arizona. We are excited for their new adventure!
We leave tomorrow to spend the day in Logan with Garth's family, and then he'll spend the rest of the week there while I head to Colorado for my best friends wedding and my baby shower! I'm really excited but going to miss Garth of course.

Baby Boy:
Lately Garth has been loving life because our baby literally kicks on Garth's command. He'll ask me "how's my boy?" and I'll say "good" and then he will say "is he kicking?" and when he hasn't been AT ALL or even really moving I'll say no and Garth can change it instantly. He will put his hand on my belly and talk to him and tap his finger a couple times and sure enough he gets kicked every single time. He gets so excited and exclaims "that's my boy!!" lol. I love him, but sometimes I tell him its not fair that our child kicks his hand soooo much more than he kicks mine. haha.  I'm realizing the kicks are getting stronger, sometimes they even surprise me a little by how distinct they are. I feel movements more than single little kicks though.

Garth is excited as ever to be having a son. He talks about it all the time. We had to make a rule that he is no longer allowed to talk to my belly in public. He's such a goofy person haha. But he makes pregnancy fun and exciting.

Pregnancy:
I've been trying to eat healthier--not that I haven't been healthy but I've been just cutting out unnecessary sugars and avoiding salt as much as possible. Just to try to be healthy and feeling the best that I can.
Can't say I'm always doing the best though because I mostly just crave candy. Its always when I'm stressed. OR if I am writing a paper I pretty much can promise I will need a bag of runts to get through it. Which is why I've decided to cut out all sugary drinks and focus more on water (water is my favorite anyways--I'd be willing to argue that I crave it sometimes even when not pregnant). So lets not say I'm cutting out sugar totally k? Because I still realize I'm pregnant and will have random needs. Just trying to watch it in the moments that I can [:

Garth and I had a talk about stretch marks tonight. Nothing serious just about how everyone gets them, and how everyone doesn't want them, and how there's nothing that can really be done, etc etc. I've noticed that I've kind of been struggling lately with the physical changes that are occurring and realizing that I should still feel attractive. I like working out and being healthy because it helps me feel confident that I'm doing my best rather than being lazy. However, with pregnancy its hard because the results aren't really the same. I decided through our conversation (and I've thought about this before but I realized its needed now) that I don't want to be ashamed of being pregnant. I don't want to be sad my body is changing, though its hard. I don't want to be sad that yeah I will probably have stretch marks. But more importantly--I don't want to find pride in being smaller than another pregnant woman. Or find pride in not gaining as much as someone else, or not getting stretch marks. I don't want to brag about those things because its not healthy. Everyone is so different and pregnancy affects everyone differently. And yet what do all women do? Look out and compare. So many women compare their belly size to someone else and so many women are totally fine telling someone they are much bigger than they were. We ask "do you have stretch marks" and secretly everyone hopes they say yes. We ask how far along they are, hoping they're bigger than we were at that point. Its so silly! Do I accept the challenge of losing weight post pregnancy with excitement? YES because it will be challenging and I'll have to push myself, not because I want to look better than someone else. I still want to be in shape and look good for myself--but not in a prideful way. And if this pregnancy gives me hips OH STINKING WELL. I will rock those hips and scoff at those who thought I NEVER would have them. Haha. Anyways you get my point. I'm posting this on here becasue then I'll be more accountable. Also because maybe just maybe it'll make some pregnant woman who feels self conscious about her belly too realize that she's beautiful and we should all feel that way.

The end. [:

Our baby Boy

Yesterday we found out that we are having a little man this August!! We are so excited.

So here's how the day went:
   I woke up at four am and my first thought was "OH today is the day!" and then I realized I had 12 hours before our appointment. It was near impossible to fall back asleep.
   I did my best to focus on homework and studying before the appointment but I was SO anxious. I took my neighbor to the grocery store, and I went to campus way before my class started to just read and pass the time. As soon as I got on campus I realized that I had about an hour until we found out and I started like--sweating haha. I just was so nervous and excited and impatient! We had decided we would find out, call our parents, and then go buy some shoes before we announced to siblings and anyone else. My siblings didn't like having to wait very much... but we made them anyways lol. It didn't help that my mom was bragging about getting to know before everyone else [;
My whole family but my mom guessed boy.
Garth's whole family but his dad and Mike guessed girl.
All my friends guessed boy, and my professor even told my class I would find out I was having a boy. Needless to say I felt a little pressure and nerves. SO I started trying to convince myself it was a girl so I wouldn't feel bad if I wasn't having a boy!
I took a big water to class  and drank the whole thing so that baby would be active and easy to see.
I also packed half a peanut butter and honey sandwich and a chocolate so that there would be some sugar going through and he'd hopefully be moving around and not in a position we couldn't see gender! haha. 
I left my class early and everyone watched me basically run out knowing where I was going. I ran to the car and we headed to the doctor.
At the doctor I was so anxious, and I REALLY had to go to the bathroom. Well the nurse sat us in a room and told us to wait to go to the bathroom til after the ultrasound if I could.
We waited for almost 30 minutes and I couldn't do it anymore. I got up to go to the bathroom and on my way the doctor stopped me and asked if I could just wait it out. AH.
Do you know what it feels like to be pregnant, nervous, excited, anxious, and have to pee really bad all at once? I was not liking waiting haha.
Finally they took us to the ultrasound room and we got all ready for the doctor to come do his thing.
At first I had trouble figuring out all the things I was seeing on the ultrasound while the doctor was doing all sorts of measuring.
He measured the femur and said "Just measuring his femur" and I looked at Garth to see if he caught the "he". (He didn't).
The doctor then asked if we were wanting to know gender and I quickly said YES. He still made us wait while he measured and found other things though.
Then he said, "Well he's pretty much just been showing off this whole time. He's definitely a boy."
He showed us the position the baby was in and yep he definitely was showing us his stuff! In my mind he was being obedient because all day I just kept telling everyone I wanted the baby to just open his legs and make it obvious so I didn't have to wonder anymore. He sure did that haha.

After that we got some shots of his face and watched him for a little.
He had his hands by his face a lot and kept blocking his face. We got some good ones though [:
We even got to see him do a big yawn--which was the CUTEST thing ever. Glad its on DVD I've watched it three times now... lol.
It was strange seeing the baby move and feel it at the same time. There was one time the doctor went to take a picture and I felt a big bloomp in my stomach and the baby and moved and hidden himself right when the doctor clicked for the picture. But for the most part he stared at us on the screen and we got to see his little features.
He moves around a lot, which I already knew but it was fun to see.
Garth was all smiles of course, proud that he had known it would be a boy all along and someone would get to carry on the Wright name now. 
The doctor at the end told us our baby would probably be born showing off his manhood because that's all he wanted to do on the ultrasound lol. And he said "I don't normally say this, but there's no doubt at all that he is a boy". haha! Needless to say Garth thinks he's pretty cute and funny already.
And for those of you who know Garth really well--
the baby already looks so much like him!

 This one below is the one you can see Garth in.

After, we called our parents and drove to Idaho falls. We took the shoe picture quickly in Target before we bought them because our family was texting me anxiously awaiting. We had told Kyle and Bailee that if it was a girl we would celebrate at Cafe Rio and if it was a boy we would go to Five Guys for a manly burger. So we sent the picture and informed them of where to meet us [: .
It was so fun!
Then we went and registered for a couple things (early I know but I have a shower coming up soon)
and bought him one little outfit (with a baseball on the butt of course!).
It was a good day, and we love our little guy. Couldn't be more excited to meet him!!

Finishing up my 2nd to last Semester!

     

  This semester is finally coming to an end, which means two things:
1. A ton of projects and tests + extreme lack of sleep for both Garth and I
2. One of us will get sick. Without fail, this is becoming our lovely trend haha.

This semester has been a good one. Its been stressful with being sick and missing classes, Garth's 3 jobs, etc--but we've found a lot of time to enjoy things so it hasn't been a negative experience.
Garth and I see each other more consistently than we ever have while being in school. When he officiates basketball games I go watch when I can so that we are together at night too.

For anyone who knows Garth, they know that he requires about 6 meals a day to be sufficiently full. We've tried many things. We pack left overs, snacks, huge meals--but he ends up eating it all after work at 7am for breakfast and then starves all day or caves and buys something from the cafeteria. I would have to be in the kitchen all day to truly fill this man to his capacity lol. Garth has discovered though that if he takes his bike, and comes home after work he can eat a big breakfast and get some things done before class. He then rides his bike back home for 2 hour lunch break and he's full! This makes me happy, because then we get to eat breakfast AND lunch AND dinner together everyday. Its actually been a huge blessing. And sometimes I get spoiled and he makes me eggs for breakfast and we actually sit down and enjoy a big meal before my 8am class. He frequently spoils me.

It's interesting to look back on just our first year of marriage and see how much we have grown together in even that short period of time. I know I personally have grown a lot as an individual. My trust for my husband has grown exponentially. We work so much more like a team than we did in the beginning. Not that we ever were at odds, we just understand our roles and each other so much more than we did before. I know so many women who have husbands who won't lift a finger, or won't try anything in the kitchen, or who play video games for hours--and hey whatever works for you works for you. I'm just grateful Garth and I are able to shift roles and responsibilities when necessary. If he has a test and a lot to do I know what roles to fill to help him out. If I have a paper or am overwhelmed Garth immediately offers to make dinner. We just work with each others schedules--I love it.

Its been interesting to watch people I know from high school or even people I meet up here on campus. The idea of companionship and even what a man or woman's role is has shifted so much. Sometimes my heart aches for how confused the world can be, and for how much people are missing out on. Yesterday I felt like facebook and the internet was blowing up with confusion and opinions. I literally couldn't sleep I felt so sick to my stomach. I'm grateful for the perspective Garth and I have been blessed with--and for the simplicity in our relationship and life together.

Plus Garth's just cute. There have been a few times he wakes at the night rolls over, looks at me, and thinking I'm asleep, sits up and makes sure I'm tucked in and all the blankets are pulled up over me before going back to sleep. I think its the cutest thing in the world!
I love him--and I want what we have for everyone I know. 
He also felt the baby again and got extremely excited. He put his hand on my stomach just for a second and the baby kicked pretty hard twice. He immediately jumped up and said "I FELT IT! THAT TIME WAS SO MUCH HARDER THAN LAST TIME!!" I just laughed and him kind of shocked by how excited he was, and he just kept telling me, "BABE I FELT IT! I FELT IT!"
haha--its the little things [:

Little Baby Kicks

So for a little while now I have been feeling little different movements in my belly, but I was never positive that it really was our baby moving. I would tell Garth almost sheepishly that MAYBE I had felt the baby move, but I wasn't sure yet because I didn't want to be wrong.
Well Monday I was sitting in class and felt a definite little thud. It made me laugh out loud and I basically wanted to jump up and tell everyone I KNEW my baby had just kicked me--but I decided against it.
Tuesday night I went to the gym and walked the track for a good while. When I came home I drank a whole bottle of water and got in bed to read. Garth fell asleep quickly, as he always does, but he had his hand stretched out across my stomach.
After a little while I started to feel little taps and realized the baby was kicking/moving right under Garth's hand. I pictured our baby trying to wake daddy up and it made me laugh. Garth was dead asleep so I moved his hand and put mine in its place. I was so surprised that I could feel the baby moving from the outside too! I didn't think that it was time for that yet. Baby was super active that night and I laughed and just followed him/her around feeling the movements with my hand on the outside. It made me completely ecstatic to say the least. I sat in bed just smiling wishing that I could wake Garth up, but knowing if I did he wouldn't actually be coherent enough to understand and feel the baby move. I just shared in our little secret and excitement by myself, and decided Garth would get to feel the movements the next day.

Well the next day baby just didn't want to move for dad. I must have made him sit with his hand on my stomach like 4 times, but he was patient and didn't express out-loud the annoyance his face showed [: He wasn't sure he'd be able to feel it yet anyways.
Then, sitting in the same class as Monday, the baby started moving during the hymn. Of course when I was far away from Garth and unable to feel my belly with my hand.
But I felt movement a couple times during dinner too, so I was getting excited that there was yet hope for Garth.
That night I was laying on my back in bed reading and the baby started moving. I quickly put Garth's hands over the spot and he said "I don't feel anything". I just held it there HOPING the baby would move again. Then as I went to say "did you feel it?" he said "OH! I felt that one!"
Garth says that it feels like a little heart beat--that only beats once haha.
Still little movements, as we are only 18 weeks tomorrow. But I'm happy, and I constantly laugh. The baby seems to always be active during my classes. Garth says its a sign that our baby is tired of hearing Shakespeare...[: