25 Weeks

25 Weeks

Saturday Piper and I made it to 25 weeks, and what a day that was... lol. So everyone knows we've moved to Rawlins Wyoming, but I don't think most people understand fully just how small this place is. Dave and I STILL have not found a place to live. All the houses that are available can barely fit a queen size bed (when I say barely I'm talking 6" on either side of the queen size bed for room...) So they DEFINITELY aren't going to fit our king size bed.

We have one option that we have come across, but the hard part about it is that it's an apartment on the 4th floor w/ an elevator that will fit about 5 people comfortably. So my dad, Dave, my uncle, and who ever else would be available to help would be hauling our large/heavy stuff up like our bed, and dresser, and my hope chest etc. 4 flights of stairs. I don't want to have to have them do that. It just would be awful for them.

So back to saturday! Earlier in the week Dave and I had gotten a membership to the local rec center so we could be a lot more active during the winter because it's so cold outside we want to be able to comfortably exercise. So I realized after the fact that my tennis shoes are packed... somewhere... in the pile of boxes in my parents garage. So Saturday I went to go look for a cheaper pair of shoes that I could wear to the rec center.

So I go to the only store that I know of that sells shoes, and they were sold out of all but one pair, and they were $52... I definitely didn't want to spend that much. So I call my mom to talk to her about it, and she said to go to the pamida or the alco in town, that they sell shoes. I am not a fan of either of those stores, but I decided it was ok to go look at their selections. So I go get some lunch (I crave McDonalds for lunch every day... which is weird because prior to pregnancy I wouldn't touch McDonalds w/ a ten foot pole!) Then I head over to the Pamida, and look at their selection and IMMEDIATELY get depressed.

I started crying a little at the store. So I text Dave and tell him about my mental break down. And he's such a sweet man that he tells me to come home that we're going to casper to look for shoes. LOL I honestly can't believe I had a break down over not being able to find shoes... Sometimes these pregnancy hormones drive me nuts.

(side note: Dave and I ALWAYS go to the Outback Steakhouse when we go to casper, and he would want me to make it known to EVERYONE out there that he had THE BEST Prime Rib 16oz Steak he's ever had. It was seasoned and seared to perfection for him and the Au Jus made it that much better for him. lol)

So yesterday Dave and I went to the Rec center and tried out our new shoes for the first time, we walked a little more than a mile, and shot some hoops. Dave was good about getting the ball if it flew off somewhere so I didn't have to run and get it. We were there about an hour. We came home, and I made meatloaf, mashed potatoes, corn and gravy and garlic bread. I didn't do a very good job of the dinner but you win some and lose some right? Well after I finished cooking I couldn't stand up anymore. My SPD was SO bad. Every time I stood up from a sitting position my knees would buckle from the pain.

Last night sleeping was probably one of the worst experiences so far as well. Hopefully I wasn't keeping Dave awake because I could NOT for the life of me find a spot that was comfortable and painless. Oh the joys of pregnancy right? At least I know that from this comes the most precious gift I could ever have asked for. A precious, perfect little baby girl. And that's what I think of when ever I feel the pain.