Sunday, March 28, 2010


-The baby is obsessed with this spot:

He can't get enough of it. He is always pushing on this spot. What's he pushing with? I'm not sure--it could be his head or his foot or his bum . . . I have no idea. But he sure does love that spot.

-I have been obsessed with working. If an extra shift opens up and I am available to do it, then sign me up! It's just weird to think that in a couple of months I won't be working at all. Also, we're saving up for a down payment on a home, so the more I can work the better.

-Speaking of buying a home, I am obsessed with looking at real estate online. I am actually really sick of it, but at the same time I can't get enough. What if the ideal place that's a killer deal was listed in the last 24 hours? Or what if I overlooked that perfect gem the last 14 times I looked? Guess I'd better check again!

-Orange juice is one of the greatest food products in the world. We'll just leave it at that.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Guess I shouldn't have complained about the minivan

We've had this beauty in front of our place the last couple of days. The minivan has moved forward 15 feet so now it's in front of the neighbor's house. Good thing they left a gap between the two vehicles for the sidewalk between our houses so none of the kids headed to the park scratch up the pristine paint job on that baby.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Preg-o update

Here I am, seven months pregnant to the day:

Things are going really well with Baby Boy Youngberg. He is so, so squirmy--it's just fun!

I am still able to move around just fine and do most of the things I want to do; there's just more grunting involved with certain tasks such as standing up or bending over. I've been able to continue jogging, which feels like my greatest feat. I think it must be really comical to see a girl as pregnant as me plodding along the edge of the road all bundled up in jogging clothes that don't quite fit anymore.

I've also been able to continue working full time, which keeps me busy and I like that. I can't imagine sitting around the house with nothing to do but wait for this baby to come. I would go crazy! It's nice to have some time off, though. Today is my first day off after working eight days in a row--yuck. It will be nice to have the overtime pay, but hopefully I'll never have to do that again. Having a job where I stand all day seems like it could be really tiring, but I'm used to the standing and usually don't need to sit until about eight or nine hours into my shift. I think it's nice for the baby to have lots of room to stretch; I wonder if my ribs are annoying to him when I am sitting.

I had my platelets checked last week, and they were 122. For those of you following this dramatic saga, you will remember that they have to be over 100 for me to have an epidural without taking steriods or having a platelet transfusion. So >100 is good, but this number is less cool when you consider that my last number (taken in December) was 280. Silly body, it doesn't know what to do! They will be checking me again around 37 weeks, and that is the number that matters most.

Finally, I want to give major kudos and thanks to my sweet hubby, Rob. Words can't express my gratitude to him for all the things he does for me. When I have to work, he takes care of the house (e.g., laundry, dishes, EVERYTHING) so I can relax when I come home--and that's on top of going to his job and working all day long. If I drop something (as I seem to do with greater frequency), he won't even give me a chance to pick it up before he does. If I've had a lousy day, he'll let me complain about it while he plays with my hair. If I had a craving at 3 a.m. he would gladly go to the store for me. He never gets bored of me grabbing his hand and putting it on my belly so he can feel the baby move . . . even though my timing is usually just slow enough for him to miss the really good kicks. He is excited for this baby to come, and that is so important to me. I can't wait to see him holding our tiny son. Honey, you're too, too wonderful!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Our new ride

Rob and I will be moving some time shortly before or after Baby Boy Youngberg is born since my parents will be returning from their mission in July and giving us the boot. (Only joking about giving us the boot; they said we can stay as long as we need, but we're planning on being out before they get back.)

Anyway, the timing of this move has made it tricky to decide what to buy for the baby now, and what to buy later. For instance, I don't really feel like buying a crib, setting it up, and then either moving an assembled crib or having to take it apart and put it back together.

On the other hand, there are things that we know we have to buy before the baby's born, regardless of when we move. This would include things like a car seat and diapers.

Well, we decided to really take the plunge with one purchase in particular. This is something we probably could have waited to buy, maybe even until we have a couple of kids, but we went for it anyway. Behold, our minivan!

Okay, so the minivan doesn't actually belong to us. It just feels like it does because it's parked right in front of our house every friggin' day. Sure, the house next door has a two-car garage, a driveway that would fit two additional cars, and a spot right in front of their house, but why park in any of those spaces when you can leave your vehicle in front of our place?