I'm sorry that I posted some really mean and hurtful things on my blog. It was never my intention to hurt anybody, and so it really, really sucks that I did. It's taken me a while to figure out why what I wrote was offensive, but I think I get it better now. And I really feel sorry. In the first place, a blog is not the right setting to voice certain feelings, especially ones that I shouldn't focus on in the first place. I have no way to justify the mean things I thought and wrote, and I'm sorry to all people who have never experienced pregnancy before, including men and the childless. I hope that the people I hurt will eventually be able to forgive me.

100th Post: 2 Funny Pictures

So I just realized this is my 100th post on this blog! Go me! My goal for the past while is to update my blog at least every week, but that hasn't really happened. Maybe now that I've reached a nice round number, I can start implementing that goal. Hehe.

Danny is taking Evolutionary Biology right now, and I'm taking an online Geology class. So some of our material actually overlaps, like when we talk about...Evolution. Here are my best memories of class-related images I saw this week:


Here is Nessie, our Underwater Ally.



...and here is a picture from a slide from Danny's class titled "Natural Selection". Hehehe.

Baby Shower

My mom threw me a perfect baby shower! I really hate the word "perfect" because it has such ridiculous connotations - but it really was perfect. (Danny's and my wedding day was also perfect, literally! It's really crazy that that is possible, but it really is. Even so, I try to avoid that word because it's just so...stressful).

Anyway, here are some photos she sent me of the baby shower.



We want to name our baby Jane. Here is the SUPER cute cake she got!

The cake was really a small cake with a bunch of beautiful cupcakes. I'm not going to lie; the icing on those things was really really good.
Ugh, I look so ENORMOUS! If we were playing hide and seek, Danny could just hide behind me! Sad!
Stealing a kiss. If I remember right, my dad was saying something like, "Just wait till Jane comes! She's gonna be such a kill joy!" when this photo was taken. Hehe, yeah (right).
I can't get over how enormous I look in these photos. It was really fun to see the women from the Springfield Ward. I grew up with most of these women serving in Primary or YW. I know them.
A side view, in my parents' living room.
The only game we played was we passed around my old sock monkey doll (that my mom actually made!) and each told a story about a toy that we had played with when we were little. Here I am talking about how the real polly pockets were tiny, nothing like the ones you see in stores now.

Sort of Freaky

So I follow my friends' blogs with google.reader. It makes it really easy to read or skim through all the various blogs I like. I really enjoy keeping track of people. It's kind of funny, but even people from High School who I didn't know that well - I like to read their blogs. They're just so interesting. Everybody has interesting lives that are so, so different from mine. Mine is interesting, too - yet sometimes it's really fun to imagine the lives of other people, you know?

So there have been about 3 or 4 people from my past lives (most of them from the dorms at BYU) who were just a little bit ahead of me, pregnancy-wise. I recently checked their blogs to find out that all of them have given birth. Augh! This sort of freaks me out.

I am 35 weeks pregnant as of last Wednesday. This means that our baby will be coming soon. I was especially interested in the photos my friends posted of themselves after labor. All of them looked exhausted. This freaks me out, too. This will be my first baby, and I don't know what to think about labor. It actually scares me a lot. Mostly the anticipation of pain. I wish it would just come and be over with.

Not yet - I need to finish my TESOL practicum and these 3 stupid online classes - but when those are done...please just end this anticipation stage! I'm sick of waiting!

5th Year High School Reunion

So Danny and I were home for the weekend of my 5th Year High School Reunion. It was the weekend of my mom's birthday, and she also threw me a wonderful baby shower. Danny and I decided it would be fun to go to the reunion, too.

Secretly, I've always thought it would be awesome if I could go to my 5th year reunion and be the only one married with a child. Although this baby is not yet born, I was still the only one there married and pregnant. Danny thought it weirded some people out. When we showed up, a whole table full of people turned around and were like, "Whoah, there's Kate!" Funny.

Everybody was really nice! They were friendly, asked about what was going on, and I asked about their goings-on. Almost every single person I saw said the same thing to me, "Congratulations for everything!" Funny. I felt like saying, "Congratulations to you, too...I'm sure there's something you've done in the past 5 years that deserves some kind of congratulations!" I guess mine was just a lot more visual. This huge 8 month pregnant belly, and my loyal sidekick and companion, Danny. Yeah.

I didn't notice a single other person besides Danny and me that wasn't drinking. This meant that as the night progressed, they got friendlier and friendlier and stinkier and stinkier. It was interesting; probably one of the only experiences I've ever had where I've been around drinking (and many flat out drunk) people and not felt like I was somehow putting myself in a bad situation. It was the reunion, not a secret, backyard party. One person specifically mentioned how they don't normally drink, it's just that they are around High School people and it brings back memories of them being rebellious and sneaking alcohol. That made a lot of sense to me.

Danny got to see what High School was like for me a little bit better. I was NOT popular, in fact, did not have very many close friends at all. The people who I care about from Williston are my teachers like Mr. Hing, Mr. Luikart, M. Blanchette, Susan, Marcia, etc., who I have kept in contact with. But lots of people still remembered my name (and I remembered theirs too, which surprised me!) and were friendly.

All in all, I had a good time. I'm glad the night didn't last too long, though.

I feel pretty satisfied, too. I've accomplished a LOT during these last 5 years, even though I will graduate in August and most of them have already graduated. Comparatively, I've got a much more clear outline for the rest of my life than almost anybody who was there. I had to explain to somebody that after the baby is born, I will stay home and not work. I think the idea of getting married young, having kids young, and being a stay at home mom are just completely "out there" for a lot of my old high school peers. Honestly, I feel secretly proud of my goal to be a mom, even MORE so because it seems to unnerve these other people. That's probably not a very mature thought process, though.

We ended up swing dancing for one of the dances, and an old couple came up to us and said that it made them really happy to see us dancing to Big Band. That kind of dancing is still alive and well in Provo!