Faith

They always say that being a parent grows your relationship with God. Well, I think I'm learning a lot already just through out pregnancy. FAITH. I'm learning to have more faith. It is very difficult to not be thinking about this baby girl every second of the day and I have no idea what's going on in there. On a bad day, it's hard to lie in bed and just hope that everything is going as planned and that God is creating her a little at a time in His perfect way. And at some moments, I just want to know if she is ok. But now, I just rub my belly and pray. I already know the moment I get to hold her in my arms a huge weight will be lifted off my shoulders (or hips if you want to be literal). And then at that point I'll probably be wishing she could go back in my uterus where I know she would be safe.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to my husband!!! It was actually a week ago, but I am just now getting to this post. I wanted to share a few of the gifts I bought him...

My husband LOVES books (maybe a little too much). So me encouraging this hobby is a treat! It's similar to a wife buying her gamer husband another game. I asked a friend for a suggestion for a book on raising a christian family, a father raising a daughter, or something along those lines. And she suggested this. So I thought I'd share:

I'll let y'all know how it is when we are done.

And I threw something else in his birthday bag too... I'm sorry I couldn't help myself!

He opened it and said it was "really cute!" I laughed, because I don't think I have ever heard him say that something was "cute" before. Oh, how this little one will change him forever :) Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband!!!

What will it BEE?

Our gender reveal party:
We had dinner with a few friends and family members and shared the gender of our baby! Boy, girl, boy, girl, boy, girl!?!?! Everyone came dressed in either pink or blue to cast there vote. We also have a Due Date pool for people to bring a dollar and guess the big day - Winner takes home the honey pot on the day!

Here are a few pictures of our dog before the event:

And here are a few pictures of the event:

Look at those happy grandmas!!! :)


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It's pink!!! We are welcoming a baby girl into the world!

My Walking WebMD

Me: My back really hurts. Like sharp pains.
Hubs: (starts thumping on my back) Does this hurt?
Me: Well, yeah.
Hubs: If it hurts than it's kidney stones.
Me: Oh great...
Hubs: I mean... it's probably not. I bet you don't have anything to worry about.
Me: Yeah, ... gee thanks!

Lucky me - I have a husband who tries to put all his knowledge to good use every chance he gets. Good practice for him, but he's like a walking WebMD. You know, where you type in one little symptom and the first thing that pops up is the worst thing you could have, like cancer. I'm so lucky.

Cadaver Ball

The Cadaver Ball is a medical school tradition. As strange as it sounds, it started ages ago at the IV league medical schools. First there is a Cadaver Memorial, where the students honor the people and their families of those who donated their bodies to science. Afterwards (or weeks away), there is a reception. Also known as 'medical school prom.' The Cadaver Ball holds a lot of significance as well. It marks as a celebration that the M1s are done with their gross anatomy. The M1s plan and host this event for the M2s as a thank you for helping them get through their first year. Can you believe that these students, on top of going through Infectious Diseases, make time to plan this event. They did mutliple fundraisers, the meal was catered, decorated, put together a video, slideshow, and MC'd. The theme was Miami Vice. Here are a few pictures of the event.

It was hard being surrounded by all the girls in their little skinny dresses and me and my belly... but it wasn't too bad and I just practiced my prego pose!

What to Expect When You Are Expecting

Everytime we see this movie preview, we laugh out loud.

I'm not sure if the movie will be good, but the preview is pretty funny. Watch for yourself: