34 Weeks and a Room!

34 weeks....I can't believe it. Actually I kind of can lol, in many ways it seems like I've been pregnant for forever. I can hardly believe that in a few weeks I will be a mother. I always dreamed of that sort of thing but to actually be one, is rather well... overwhelming.

 I'm rather envious of Will at the current moment. His biggest fear is that her favorite Disney princess will someday be Snow White.

Addie is a wiggle worm! And also stubborn, or maybe shy. In every single ultrasound that girl refuses to show her face, no matter how much we poke and prod her! However when she isn't in front of the "Camera" she's a little ninja! Especially at night...I'm really praying that, that is not a trend that will continue once's she's out! So far on all the check ups she seems to be doing great and I actually am gaining weight at a decent rate! Yay me :)

Will and I have gone on many adventures including seeing our Texas family (Hi guys!) in order to see Will's brother Garrett's Seminary Graduation. I had a mini baby shower in Texas (Thanks Becky!) and than my main one in St. George a couple weeks later (Thanks Mimi & Ellyse!) We got lots and lots of clothes! Addie is going to be one well dressed baby. And I have to admit, I'm torn between being jealous of how many clothes she has and grateful cause I get to play dress up with them (She's going to look fabulous!) (she has another drawer full of clothes to!)

 While we were in St. George we swung by and saw my family and actually got to spend some time in a pool. Pools are awesome when you preggers. Really the whole "weightlessness" thing rocks. While we were there we stopped at Target to grab some stuff and saw these babies! Did we get them? Heck yes we did. I really want to try them out with some pink lemonaid so they look like more legit dentures. Oh the things one loves when they are weird and devious.

So lately I think I've been suffering from nesting. I clean the house several times each day and have this strange compulsion to organize everything in sight. Addie's bedroom (which was kind of our storage room before) took me a total of 13 hours just to organize!  But she has half a closet now which is the best I could do and honestly I don't think she's going to pop out of the womb and rage at me because she doesn't have enough closet space lol.

Her room is pretty much finished though :) all we need are some curtains and a nightlight and we are golden. Wanna see pictures? Sure you do! Pictures are much more interesting than me talking. So here is wall one, I have the pictures I painted and a couple of shadow boxes. One of the shadow boxes is covering the super highly attractive thermostat cause...well I didn't like it. She doesn't have a lot of floor space either so having a toy box was kind of impractical. I saw a similar basket on Pintrest but those baskets were only 14" and 22 bucks a basket! (yikes!) so I went to good old Home Depot and got a 28" "Trough" for 18 bucks. Much better :)

 Here is the Crib Side of the room. All woodsy and cozy and plus Big bear is rocking his top hat ;)

I'm far enough into my pregnancy I feel like I can offically start to voice my views on the whole experiance. Pregnancy is hard, unless your a magical pregnancy unicorn that has a super great pregnancy (in that case congrats to you!) Pregnancy is on of the most physically and metally exsausting things I have ever done. There are months of physical ups and downs between morning sickness, pelvic pain and lack of the blessed Advil. At the end you start to just feel beat up and think longingly of just how great you use to feel before your body was inhabited by another human being.

Then there is the mental part. Ladies hormones freakin rage when your pregnant. One minute you will wake up and glance lovingly at your kind and wonderful husband and the next second you want to beat him soundly with your pillow because he is sleeping there peacefully while you have to get up for the millionth time to pee. Illogical? Yes. Am I betting the majority of women around the world have felt this way at some point? Also yes. Also there is the pressure of all the do's and don'ts of pregnancy and the fear that if you mess up that you will somehow ruin your child forever and it will be all your fault. Plus the realization that everything you know about your world is going to change. It's a lot to take in!

But here is what I think stops pregnancy from being a total nightmare...for the first time you get to help god with a miracle. You help build the most important parts of his eternal plan. A body. It's what we fought for and essential to everything and you are given the power to create one. How amazing is that? Then you start to feel this pull of affection towards your little bean even though you haven't even seen them yet and it get's you through all the rough parts because you realize it's for them and suddenly that's all that really matters anymore. Is that they are ok and healthy. 

Slowly you begin to realize you are going to be a part of something so much bigger than you ever imagined.

I'm so grateful for my little girl, I'm so grateful for my husband who has been amazing throughout this whole thing, and I'm grateful for all those who have shown their constant love and support. Thanks for reading. -NaKya

Heavens Chocolates, the Dentist and Me.

So to start the story you should know, I have weak teeth. Always have. And unless they invent someway to turn teeth into these awesome titanium like structures that never crack and rot…I’m pretty sure I’ll always have weak teeth. Genetically that’s not the worse thing to happen. I could be blind or have some other horrible thing wrong but lucky enough I just have crappy teeth. 

As a result I have an irrational fear of the Dentist. Mostly because nothing good ever happens to me there. As a child I had plenty of cavities. They seemed to appear with every check up, while my younger sisters frolicked around with suckers and the dentist praises for perfect teeth ringing in their sweet little ears.

As a disclaimer I can’t say as I child I took great care of my teeth. I brushed yes but flossing was more of something I did right after the dentist office and never again. I have a short attention span unless I’m focusing on something interesting. And up till honestly college, sending 10 minutes a night on my teeth was not interesting. I was more into either sleeping or reading a good book.

However my first year of college lead to a horrible discovery. After a routine check up I found I had yet…dun dun dun, another cavity. And I realized with growing horror that I had to pay for the agony and pain required to fix my own stupid cavities now. The dentist I was going to at the time told me that a silver filling was cheaper and there wasn’t any difference except that a silver filling wasn’t as pretty so I took it.  After that experience I became VERY interested in my teeth. Brushing and flossing like crazy, mouthwash twice a day. I would spend quiet a bit of time on my teeth.

Now I had some small cavities right after I got my braces off. I guess the metal bands around my very back teeth were just loose enough that some food slipped in and caused minor cavities. My dentist put them on watch and told me not to worry.

Well go back about 8 months ago. I went to a new dentist up here in cedar city for a cleaning and you guessed it. The cavities I was told not to worry about had gotten bigger.  So I scheduled for about a month out to get the bigger of them filled. But by the time the appointment came I was already preggers. The dentist strongly encouraged me to wait until I had seen the obgyn before getting them filled. So I ask my obgyn and he said to wait till the 2^nd trimester if at all possible. So I figured, they weren’t that bad, no big deal. And was to busy being sick the rest of my 1^st trimester to think of them much more. 

So 2^nd trimester rolls around the first visit I forgot to ask the obgyn if there was anything special  I needed to tell the dentist (the dentist office had said for them to fax over what I could and couldn’t have done)  So I waited until the next visit. The obgyn said to go for it that I should be just fine, but to try and get it all done before my third trimester started which is in May. So setting aside my rather irrational fear, I set to work making an appointment to get my teeth checked out and then an appointment to get a set of cavities filled the week after. I was feeling rather proud of myself until the day I ate that one fateful fry.

It was a beautiful fry really, steaming hot, crunchy and all together perfect but as I bit down I felt a quick flash of pain.  I stared at the perfect hot little fry for a moment wondering how something so perfect, so wonderful could cause pain before I realized that something might actually be wrong with one of my teeth. As I ran to the bathroom to investigate I saw one of my back molars had a thin dark crevasse running down it. Like some demonic little dwarf had gone mining there. I gulped and panicked. I would need a root canal! It’d hurt! Take days to take care of at least and it would be so expensive! Pregnancy has made me prone to sever anxiety attacks and it took my poor husband awhile to calm me down. 

We went into the dentist, luckily no root canal was needed. However my cavities had worsened and multiplied! That day I got three cavities filled all of them apparently were very deep. I however was feeling a bit more cheerful  because I had caught them before more serious dental work was needed. I figured I get all my cavities filled in as soon as possible and then when Addie came I would have one less thing to worry about. So I set an appointment for every week of April. I figured surely nothing could happen in a week right? Wrong. 

The next fateful fall happened about 3 days later, between two of my teeth that were set to be filled a black dot appeared between them. I thought perhaps it was just food stuck and I flossed till my gums were a bloody mess. No luck. It wasn’t food, it was my teeth. Again hits another anxiety attack and my husband trying to calm me down.  I finally did. I was brushing after I ate any sort of food and being as diligent as ever with my teeth. There was nothing more I could do but hope, wait and pray. Ironically though all the teeth that were bugging me and so serious to fix were the ones that 8 months ago had the smallest cavities. The teeth with the biggest cavities hadn’t bothered me at all so they were set to be the last ones filled.  

Then hit the next tooth disaster. I was eating some dehydrated apples  and bit odd. I felt agonizing pain rip though my jaw. I was in tears it hurt so bad I went to the bathroom to check but it was the tooth that had been filled my first year of college and I could see nothing wrong with it. I gulped down the only pain reliever I am able to have (Crappy Tylenol…does that actually work for anyone??????)  still in tears and tried googling what it might be. The closest I could find was perhaps a loose filling. My next dentist appoint was in three days I figured I could make it till then.  The pain would come and go. Sometimes biting down hurt, other times eating sweets made it ache unbearably and sometimes just chewing would lead to waves of pain that left me crying and wishing for Asprin. But sometimes…it wouldn’t bug me at all which lead me to be even more confused as to what was going on. 

Meanwhile my darling mother in law sent a birthday package which as of yet I have not much touched but in it was a box of chocolates. Not just any chocolates, but chocolates from a little shop called “Sublime” Which I do believe is ONLY found in Texas. In that shop the chocolates are made of babies laughs, drops of sunlight and fairy dust. The chocolates there come in so many flavors it could make your head spin. I found myself nibbling the edges of one longingly trying to pretend my poor mouth was not in agonizing pain to have sugar touch it. Then sighed and put it back while counting the chocolates again and again and trying to somehow to taste the sweet perfect chocolate by smelling it. 

Today I went to the dentist again. They looked at the tooth confused as I was. They said I had symptoms of a badly cracked tooth but they couldn’t seem to find it on either X-ray or just by looking. The doctor finally found a crack and informed me that silver fillings made the teeth weak and brittle and more prone to cracking (which left me fairly fuming at my other dentist for not telling me that) and with the fact the pregnancy was already weakening my teeth that was all it took. So He said to try and save it from a root canal he would take out the old filling and fill the crack as best he was able…but not today because alas he had no time. 

He worked on the teeth that had the black dot. He said my teeth were going pretty fast now. Little known to me a week made all the difference in the world. He said he was barely able to save “tooth 19” and that in a few years it will need a crown but hopefully never a root canal. That’s when I realized I needed to move up my appointments. My husband looked on in some sort of awe at me. He knew my feelings about the dentist. Knew I wanted my birthday to be special but my mouth was sore, my birthday was tomorrow. I was so tired of being worried about loosing my teeth or needing a root canal. So sick of it hurting to eat that I scheduled an appointment to get my cracked tooth fixed the morning of my birthday and my last set of cavities filled the day after. Tic Tac Toe, three in a row. I just couldn’t take it anymore.

Hopefully the teeth that started out with the biggest cavity that haven’t bothered me don’t need a root canal and are no worse off then my other teeth. I can only hope though. I’ll keep you posted, and that ladies and gentlemen is how I got 10 teeth filled within the space of two weeks.  You’re all jealous aren’t you?

So those of you like my husband and lovely sisters be grateful. You have wonderful teeth. For those of us with sad, strange little teeth. Good luck, my heart goes out to you and trust me I feel your pain.

Decleration of Rights as a Pregnant Women

I, NaKya Casper. Hereby reserve the rights to:

1. Claim any food I ask for is for the happiness and well being of the baby.
(Ex. "Addie really is wanting needing that chocolate right now")

2. To feel like I have quiet the bump even though I'm still mostly like this:

3. Know exactly what my daughter is feeling.
(Ex. "Addie's grumpy at you, why don't you put your head on my stomach so she may kick you properly")

4. To have a full on conversation with my daughter and claim knowledge of what her kicks mean.
(Ex. "Yes I know you want to stay on that side but it's uncomfortable you have to move" <kick, kick> "Fine I guess there is no convicing you is there?" <Kick> "your so stubborn!")


5. Respond to any comments such as "Oh your having a girl! That explains a lot, girls do steal your beauty" and "Are you sure this was a planned pregnancy?" With a polite smile and kind response while secretly thinking about the best curse to place on said person.
(Ex. Full body bind curse? Jelly leg curse? oh drat it my wand is at home!...muggles" )

6. Brag about my Husband endlessly.
(Seriously let's face it ladies, pregnancy is hard on the guys to. We go through a lot but the men have to put up with us, while coming to grips with the fact they are going to be a father. I think the least we can do is let them and everyone else know how much we appreciate them.)

7. Look through baby clothes several times while imagining how cute she will look in them.
(Ex. "Look at this dress! It's perfect! She's going to look like the cutest little doll!")

8. To decide how and where I would like to give birth with out criticizum.
(For all those ladies who do natural births, or have a midwife deliver their baby at home. I give you props I really do. I think it takes an incredibly strong and brave women to do that. It's just not for me personally)

9. Believe that feeling her wiggle is one of the greatest things to ever happen.
(Ex. "She kicking me again!" "is it bothering you?" "No...I don't want her to stop"

10. To have a couple of days like this:

23 Weeks, Kicks and Toadstools

23 Weeks...and still not really showing it according to the world. Its strange though cause for me I'm starting to feel bulbous. I'm looking at my belly button that has always stuck properly inwards and am watching in borderline horror as it start to become more and more shallow. I keep on trying to tell it that it is not a turkey timer. But that's the problem with inanimate things, they tend not to listen. Perhaps it's because they have no ears. 






Our little girl is starting to move now. I've felt her for the last couple of weeks and for some reason the more still and relaxed I am the more she seems to wiggle. I'm not for sure if it is because she likes me moving or if I just notice it more since I'm not doing anything. She also likes to stay in the tightest place available to her. I know that she can move up a little but she like to kick and wiggle right around my hipbones still so no one can really feel her move. She kicked for her daddy a couple of weeks ago but he just didn't know what he was looking for so he kept saying he didn't feel her but now she is kicking hard enough I had Sir William try again and he could feel her. It was such a magical moment for the both of us. He just kept saying over and over again. "That's our little girl! I can feel her move!"


I have had a couple people asking about pregnancy cravings. Despite what the media says most women do NOT live off of pickles and ice cream. For me I haven't even had a craving that is consistent except maybe cereal. I eat cereal like nobody's business, not a certain kind, just cereal. I've also had several people ask how I've been feeling and honestly second trimester rocks. 

I mean I don't feel normal but seriously being able to eat food again and not gagging at every smell is heaven. I could create a lovely ballad about the second trimester, but I won't. Or maybe I will but I won't make you all suffer through it lol. So far the only (mild) downside to the second trimester is that I've been soooo tired. I think part of it is the pregnancy and part of it is the stress of everything that is going on right now. I'm not going to spill my guts online about everything that's going on but it really is a lot for this little pregnant lady. I know everything will be ok but with everything that is going on sometimes I just wish I'd stop getting pep talks from everyone I talk to and just have them listen and tell my I'm not crazy to be stressed out about what's going on. That's if it were them that they would be worried to. (I guess I'm weird like that, if everything is going wrong I just want someone to understand) Sorry there is my one little rant. I promise I won't do it again in this blog entry :) Still I guess I'd rather have pep talks than think that nobody cares at all. So for everyone who has been there for me. Thank you so much. (Also I would just like to add a special thanks to my lovely sister in law that came to my rescue with some great harvest bread, I'm a sucker for good bread it's hard to cry while eating hot cin bread smothered in butter) (Engh what can I say I'm a food person) 

We have our little girls room mostly set up! Now we just need to decorate! Me and Will are pretty into secret themes if we can get away with it. Our own room is roughly based off of the lion king. With dark wood and the colors are a burnt orange, yellow and brown. The only thing that kind of gives it away is the painting of pride rock that I did. It's classy and adult like. I love subtlety where a room looks cozy and sophisticated and you don't really notice the theme unless you look around and go "OH!". We thought about our little girls room and decided in princess Disney movies about 90% of them share one thing. The forest. So we are doing a woodland theme for her. I'm thinking greens, browns and rich red. Red because I like toadstools, I think they are adorable and they make me think of gnomes. No one is going to tell me I can't put toadstools in her room. We figured with a forest theme she can decide what princess she wants to be (also

the colors are easily adaptable for a boy's room which is a plus.)

Hmmm well that's about it. I can't think of much else to say so till next blog post cheers!

Gender Reveal

 So many of you may be wondering what we're having (gender wise that is)

  

Is it a boy or a girl?

Well we went to the obgyn's office today and found out that.....

It's a GIRL!!!!!!

Ta-da!!! 

For those of you who can't read ultrasounds those little white stick things. Yeah those are her adorable little legs :)

They got a 4d picture of her hiding her face. Apperently she is shy, stubborn and active :) 

We are so excited!!!! :)

Happy Valentines day!

It's been a busy, busy week! So much going on! Between working, meal planning, budgeting, cleaning, lesson planning, cooking and of course thinking about baby stuff. I felt has if this week has just flown past! So to catch up here are some pictures of our lovely couches.

Both recline and we got the set for 100$ not a bad deal if you ask me :) I'm very proud of myself for finding them. It took a little effort to get them to our house though we had to call my lovely grandparents and borrow their truck and then there were the small set of stairs and of course we had to take our door off to get them inside our apt. It was hard work! but not for me...I was making dinner while William, his good friend Tyrell, my Grandfather and Christine did all the lifting and such. I figured with my little noodle arms i'd just get i the way so i figured at least i could make dinner for everyone! 

We went to a Young Married Dance hosted by the insitiute and it was pretty fun! They took pictures there but my email didn't get them so you'll just have to try and imagine how spiffy we looked ;) I wore my red and black lace dress that i love so and will looked dashing in a red shirt and black tie. It was the first time that kind of wished that i wasn't showing. Cause for people that don't know me it looks more like i overloaded on doughnuts more then a baby bump. But it was so much fun to just dance and act all crazy.

(Really the secound trimester is so great. I still just can't believe how sick i was the first trimester. I do recall on really bad days jokingly asking Will if it was possible to put me in a six month coma. Of course he refused lol) 
So here is my little baby belly! I put it with a picture of me before i got pregnant and me at 15 weeks. SEE there is a difference!

William and Tyrell had a bro's night the other night. It was honestly the first time me and Will were apart for an activity and i'm not going to lie it felt kind of weird. But when i got home from work i saw a card and flowers waiting for me. Aw my sweet husband. He does spoil me so!

And lastly....

 we went to the Dr. Office and as the nurse was taking the heart rate we kept hearing a "whooomp!" noise like every few secounds. She looked at me and gave a little smile saying normally it didn't take so long but the baby kept kicking at the machine. Haha apperently i have a little ninja inside my tummy! So drum roll please.... We will be finding out the gender March 5th which is about 2 weeks away so feel free to post what you think baby Casperlet might be! So far we have 1 vote for a girl and 1 vote for a boy. So all y'all speak up i wanna know what your guess is! :D

Week 15