Monday, November 11, 2013

4 Months!

Olivia turned 4 months old on Saturday.

We celebrated by feeding her rice cereal. It was a mess  party! Most of it went all over her, and not into her tummy and by the end of it she was pretty frustrated. In fact, she started kicking those legs of hers and kicked the bowl of rice cereal all down mom's shirt and into her lap. I think we may have an opinionated little girl... it has already started and I don't think that is a good sign...



Some things about this cute little bug:

 She loves bath time and LOVES her rubber ducky. It's a good thing she enjoys the bath because with this
rice cereal business, she gets one every. single. night.

She got sick for the first time this week. It was sad. She had a cough and a low fever, but she just snuggled and slept all day long. It was no fun for any of us.

We may have a vain little girl. She absolutely loves looking at herself in the mirror... except in this picture the phone was distracting her... you'll just have to trust me on that one. 

She smiles, mostly for mom and dad, but sometimes for other people too. We got her to laugh 2-3 times. It was the cutest thing, I can't wait until that happens more often!


Her rattle is another favorite toy. She is learning to reach for it and grab it and, of course, bring it to her mouth.

We gave her a little bedtime routine and she is finally going to sleep at a decent hour! It's so nice for this momma to get a little more sleep!


Everyone always comments on her "big eyes". I keep telling her not to stare so much or people will think she's weird or crazy (just kidding. kind of.) But really, she keeps her eyes open all the way all the time. She must just be taking in everything around her.

She is getting closer to rolling over, she arches her little back and turns but can't quite make it all the way over unless mom or dad give her a little push :)

We love our baby girl!! 


Thursday, October 10, 2013

3 Months!

Miss Olivia is 3 months old! It feels like time as has just flown by! 


She is already so much bigger than when we moved out here. 

*She smiles and coos and recognizes Clint and I. 

*She especially loves it when Clint comes home. She smiles and loves being held by him. It is seriously the cutest thing.


*She has discovered her hands. For a while she would stare at them, with the most intense look and they would inch closer and closer to her face and she would hit herself in the eye. It always shocked her for some reason... Now she has perfected the hand to the mouth movement! She doesn't suck on them, but instead just plays with her tongue all over them which results in A LOT of slobber. 


*She has this little owl that hangs on her bouncer and she loves talking to him. When she kicks her leg (always the right one), the owl and the bouncer bounce- so she has developed this habit of kicking that leg all the time. I think she thinks kicking means entertainment because whenever Clint and I get distracted from playing with her that little leg will start kicking way! :) 

*She has also developed a fake cough. It's kind of hilarious. Again, she realizes it gets her a little more attention so she'll do it when we put her down or when I change her diaper or outfit. I kind of love it... confession. I may actually encourage that one because I cough back at her and snuggle her little neck. Then she coughs again and we snuggle some more and its just precious.

*This little one has the most expressive eyebrows. She always has. I just love it about her.
This was a grumpy day...

*I love that she is getting so responsive and figuring us out and the world around her out as well. I'm amazed everyday that she is my daughter now and forever. We love her so so much!


and so do these cute cousins of hers ;) 

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

A scary story just in time for October

So this morning I was sitting on my couch with Olivia and trying to get her to take her nap when I saw a black car pull into our driveway. 

This was slightly strange, but the mailman goes around in a beat up little junker car so I figured maybe this was a package delivery guy? 

A fairly large man gets out of the car and starts walking up the walkway. I listen for him to knock on the door, debating whether I will actually answer it since I am in my robe and the baby is almost asleep.

To my surprise, the door knob turns. And stops.

This is when my heart starts RACING and I'm very grateful Clint locked the door before he left this morning. 

Then I hear the noise of a key or something in the lock! 

I got off the couch and went to the door. I pushed against it with my back.

Maybe I was thinking I could keep this big man out with my size? Not sure why I didn't grab a knife... or my pepper spray which happened to be by the couch I was just sitting on... All I know was I was freaking out and it was the first thing that came to mind. 

The man stopped jiggling the lock and I looked out the peep hole. 

He was looking around and then audibly gasped and apologized before turning around and walking back toward his car. 

I opened my door.

Again, not one of my best moves looking back, if he had been a crazy man, this could have been bad...

He turned around and apologized again, saying he was from out of town and he got the wrong house. He then walked to his car and drove next door with a beautiful bouquet of flowers (I didn't see those before, that made me feel better about him)

I sat back down on the couch with Olivia, who was now completely awake, and tried to calm down. 

It was kind of scary. I'm really glad Clint locked the door this morning and that the man who was at my door turned out to be really nice. 

Happy ending to a scary story. 
The End

Quick Update

Life is looking a little more normal around here. We're getting used to this southern life and loving it!

Clint carpools with an awesome family we moved out here with and so Olivia and I get the car to get out of the house 2-3 times a week. On our days we stay at home we usually go for a walk. We have this amazing little pond around the corner that I love to walk around...
and it takes Olivia and I about 15 minutes, which is plenty of time in this humid heat, let me tell ya. 
Olivia doesn't get thrilled about much, but as you can see, these walks are on the top of her list.

haha just kidding, she really does like them :)
 In this picture she is contemplating the cool creature we had just happened upon that mom got WAY excited about. 

Right? When do you just walk past a turtle on your walk? 

We also have been to story time at the library
Yet another one of Olivia's really excited faces... but it was a fun day.
 It happened to be Johnny Appleseed Day and so we got a free apple and listened to stories about good ol' Johnny. I have to admit, I missed my little second graders for just a minute while we read some of those books...

One Saturday Memphis was having a "Free Museum" day. Most of the museums were actually buy one get one free admission or buy one get one half off... which didn't seem to fit the free label to me, but what can you do... and Clint and Olivia and I went down to join the fun.


We went to the Cotton Museum, which was free, and then walked a little on Beal Street since I hadn't been there yet. Clint had warned me that it wasn't really a family place to take Olivia but I assured him it would be just fine. Then we got there. I guess he was right- I don't think I've smelled pot that strong since high school- so we left pretty quickly. It was long enough to see some cool car show they had going on and take this awesome picture of Clint with the stroller. :) 

Clint is loving Optometry School. This is a bit of a relief for me to tell you the truth. You see, although he shadowed some optometrists and was a part of the optometry club at BYU, he really didn't know exactly what he was getting into. So having him come home excited and loving what he is learning is REALLY nice. The other night he brought home a piece of equipment to study on Olivia and I for a lab he was doing. It was fun to hear him talk about what he was looking at and how he would calculate the lenses. 
(Clint would like to say that he did know what he was getting into and there was only a slight chance he may not have liked it. I'm glad that slight chance turned out well)

Olivia is keeping us busy and she is getting more and more entertaining by the day. This little girl sure has a personality of her own and we love it.

She has learned to smile and a few nights ago I think we may have even gotten a laugh, but we can't get another one so stay tuned for that. :) 
Can you believe she is almost 3 months old? 
Man, where did the time go?






Sunday, September 15, 2013

Bug Encounter

So remember how I said Mississippi has big bugs? Ya, met another one the other day....

Olivia and I had been at  a mommy group that some women in our area put together (they do like 3 every week. I love it) and we got back home and parked in our driveway. I got Olivia and her car seat out of the car and we were walking up the front steps when I saw a big black dragonfly. Now, I'm not scared of dragonflies... so we walked a little closer... and realized it's "tail" was curving down and forward and was bright red and looked more like a stinger... o, that's not a dragonfly? right. back. it. up.

So, there we were, stranded on the driveway with this giant wasp thing hovering by my front door. 
(Side note, that car seat is kind of heavy, so I'm wanting to put it down, but that makes things much more difficult in the running away department, but so does holding it. You see this other dilemma? Hard day all around.)
Anyways, so sometimes the bug will fly a little off by the front window and I think we can run for the door, but as soon as I walk forward, it goes back to the door! It reminded me of those wasps on Donkey Kong- that go back and forth guarding stuff... except this wasn't a video game and I needed to get inside my house.

So I threw a rock at it. I missed, and we were back at square one.

So I called Clint. He always has answers. And he came through for me again. He had left the side gate open (it's big and if its locked there is no way I could open it from the front or climb over it, which is why I didn't think about this. But let's be honest, I was freaking out and probably wouldn't have thought of it anyways) So Olivia and I snuck around the wasp and got in the back door.

Then I googled the bug.
It was/is a Digger wasp.
ew. ew. ew.

So apparently they burrow into dry lawns and make nests and eat cicadas that live in trees around here. I also found out that cicadas also live underground, hence the burrowing nest, but that is beside the point. Cicadas are big bugs too. The biggest one I've seen are about as round as a quarter and an inch or so long with a hard body... so these wasps have quite the bug to capture and eat. A full grown digger wasp is 1 1/2 inches long and have wing span of 1 1/4 inches! Which is why I thought it was a dragonfly at first. They are HUGE!

that length should say one and a half inches... it did on the google search... and wiki-how...
of course I look at all the most reliable websites for my research.

I know you are all worried about the Prestwich family's safety, so let me also tell you that everything I read about these digger wasps said that they are basically harmless. They are really passive bugs and you would practically have to sit there digging up their nest for them to sting you. They use their size to intimidate though and will hover to scare things away (like me... well done wasp, you are good at what you do!)

So that's my story. I really hope that wasp doesn't have a nest in my lawn. But I guess its basically harmless right? So I shouldn't worry anyways... and look at how much smarter I am about digger wasps! I should thank the little critters for some real life learning.

Man, if I could just get rid of the bugs in Mississippi, these next four years would be so much easier...


Life in Mississippi

We moved to Mississippi! Clint is going to school in Memphis, Tennessee everyday (it's only a 15-20 minute commute) and we are loving the South!

Baseball game! We saw about 10 minutes of it before the rain storm came in...

Ten things we've learned about the South so far... 
1. Everyone is so nice. Really though. I believed Clint when he told me people were nice before I came out here, but I was pleasantly surprised. During Clint's family orientation at his school this nice man in the group with us held my diaper bag the whole 2 hour tour, and 3 older ladies in the group offered to hold Olivia. And, when there is a police officer around the corner and you're speeding down the street, people flash their brights at you to warn you about the police! I thought it was strange that someone flashed their brights at me in the middle of the day and Clint said someone told him about it when it happened to him too. How cool is that?! I think that should be a more commonly used practice... not that I speed a lot...

2. It is so green! The freeway is lined with huge trees and everywhere you look you see giant trees with southern mansions hiding behind them... GORGEOUS. Love the trees. 

3. The BBQ really is amazing. We've tried a few places, and as a welcoming present the relief society of our ward gave us a bottle of amazing bbq sauce from a local place. wow. really good.

4. There are bugs bigger than I thought possible in lived in areas. I mean, I heard Clint's stories about bugs in the Amazon in Brazil where he served his mission and I just thought thank heavens I live in modern civilization where I don't have to worry about that. O, I have to worry about that. The first week we were here there was a hole in the weather stripping of our back door. We watched as a huge spider and a blue lizard climbed through that hole and joined us in the dining room. EW EW EW! There may have been a point where I was standing on the chair... and also a few melt downs about Olivia's safety... 

5. It is so fun to have our own house. We bought a house when we moved down here and I have so much more motivation to decorate and it's been a lot of fun. There are also drawbacks- like we had to fix the hole in the back door that we found trying to replace the weather strip... turns out the door was rotted through and we needed to replace it. Luckily, we're in the south and the repairman said he had a door laying around his house and he'd give it to us for free! See? REALLY nice people around here.

Emily and I painting Olivia's room


Saturday, September 7, 2013

Our Baby Girl

So, about 9 weeks ago our baby came! Sorry about the late notice, but she keeps us busy! Here's the story.

So on July 9th I was scheduled to be induced. Clint and I packed our bags and drove to the hospital. It was weird thinking as we drove that the next time I was outside, driving in a car, I would for sure, no doubt about it, have a baby. I think I had been pregnant for so long that I didn't really think it was going to actually end ya know? But boy, am I glad it did! 

So we checked into the hospital and Clint's cousin's sister in law was our nurse and she took very good care of us. She started me on Pitocin at 7:45 AM and every half hour or something like that she increased my dose and the contractions started coming. By 9:30 I was having pretty regular contractions, I was dialated to 3 cm and things were going well. Clint and I were just chatting and getting excited. Then Clint got a phone call. It was his cousin (who is an anesthesiologist at the hospital I delivered at). He said that the  anesthesiologist leaving his shift was slightly better at giving epidurals than the one coming onto his shift so I should get mine now. So I did. It was by far the scariest part for me. I didn't think I was nervous about getting an epidural but when he wheeled in his cart I was shaking and crying a little and freaking out a lot. Turned out that it hurt less than the IV did and I didn't really have anything to be scared of afterall. 

I fell asleep. Clint says this part was really boring for him and he drained the batteries on both our phones playing games... The doctor came in around 11 and broke me water and I went back to sleep. I woke up again at 1:30 and I was dilated to a 10!! I was ready to go but the doctor said because it had gone so quickly he would let the baby descend on her own for another hour. 

The doctor came around 2:25 and said the lady next door to me was also his patient and at the same point I was. He said he was going to try both of us pushing and whoever seemed to be more ready would get to go first. I pushed once and he said we should just go for it. I pushed through about 4 contractions, for about 15 minutes and we had our little girl! She came out wailing and I couldn't believe she was mine. 




Olivia Jane Prestwich was 19 inches long, 6 pounds 15 ounces, and was very healthy. We enjoyed being pampered at the hospital for two uneventful days and then we went home. Clint's family and my mom were able to come help me out for a week while we all got used to this baby business and things have been going pretty smoothly since. 

I told Clint that if I didn't have to be pregnant for 9 months, I could have babies all the time. It was such a great experience. I feel so blessed to have our little girl come so easily and that she was healthy. We love her so much. 

Welcome to the world sweet pea! 

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Snowcones

So the countdown is 8 days! O but I hope this little girl comes sooner... 

So lately our apartment thermostat looks like this:
from about noon until bedtime.
 I sleep with an ice pack.
Yesterday it got up to 86! 
Ya, we don't have any air conditioning system unless you count our rotating fan in our bedroom. Rotating because Clint and I love each other enough to allow the fan to occasionally hit the other person as we lie in front of it... 

So I came up with a solution for the heat and the baby's early arrival. 
I get walk the 1.2 miles to the snow cone shack and back and get myself a snow cone everyday.
It has worked out great. The doctor says her little head is lodged down in my pelvic bone just ready to slide on out (I think its all this walking), I get a little relief from the heat and I get to empty our change jar which we don't want to move across the country. 

Also, there is this super nice girl at the snow cone shack. I think today we officially became friends. She always smiles and takes my coins, but today we had ourselves our first friendly conversation. 
It went something like this....

Me: Can I please have a small pina colada?
Her: Are you trying to taste every flavor we have?
(I have been switching it up lately... I guess she has noticed)
Me: Umm... no, just trying new ones I guess... 
Her: oh, ok. Do you come everyday?
(she doesn't work everyday...)
Me: Yep, but one of these days my baby will come and you will not see me anymore. 
Her: When are you due?
Me: In 8 days.
Her: Wow, I wouldn't have guessed that. Well make sure you bring your baby sometime after you have it. 

She handed me my snow cone and I left.
 I didn't promise to bring my baby to the snow cone shack... 
Maybe I have a new teenager friend.
 Maybe she thinks I'm a crazy pregnant lady. 
Who knows. 
See ya tomorrow snow shack girl! 
Or maybe not.
 I am keeping my fingers crossed.
:)

Thursday, June 27, 2013

What a week

What a week it has been!

Last week at my doctor appointment, they were worried about our little girl and her growth. They talked about viruses that could have stopped her little brain from growing and sent me to a specialist. From that appointment on Thursday to our appointment on Monday with the specialist, it was one of the longest weekends I have ever had. I knew my daughter would come and we would love her to pieces. I did not know a lot more than that. We prayed and cried a lot in those few days, and so did our families. On Monday we went to the specialist and got to hear the great news that Olivia is indeed small, but she would be healthy.  
(The doctor was joking with us. She looked at me when she walked in and said... we are worried about your baby being small? Let's look at this. I've learned that biology does actually play a part in these things and it would not surprise me for you to have a small baby...) 
We were all so relieved. My doctor appointment on Tuesday gave us similar news with all of their tests that our baby girl is going to be just fine 
(and hopefully come just a little early!) 
I'm walking every day to hopefully help her along :) Come on baby!! We want to meet you!

Tuesday we had some car trouble... the drivers side door got bent the wrong way... good thing Clint is Superman and bent it back enough so we could drive it to Orem to get it fixed. We got a great deal that we were happy to accept. Yesterday, they called to tell us our door was replaced and ready - except the door they replaced it with is BLUE. Just so you know, my car is not blue. I have never really known what to call the color of my car, but I would go with tan/champange/silvery....? not blue. But it's done so I guess we'll pick it up and do what we can with some spray paint :) 

Also on Tuesday (talk about an eventful day) some of my good friends threw me a little baby shower. It was so fun and we got many things that we needed for Olivia's arrival. I am so lucky to have such great friends around. 

The realtor from Tennessee sent us some houses yesterday. Did I mention we are planning on buying a house when we get to Optometry school? We are pretty excited about it and its moving forward. We talked with the realtor and asked when a good weekend would be for Clint to fly out to look at a few of these houses. She said 4-5 weeks before we want the house is the best timing... that puts us at the weekend of July 12th... 
.....
Wait a minute. That date seems familiar. O ya, the baby is due July 11th... 
soooooooooo again we say, Come on baby!!! We NEED to meet you!
 So if anyone wants to come walk with me like every day from now until then, that would be great. We need her to come early. Good thing the doctor thinks that is a good possibility! 

Way to make it this far. It has been a crazy week. A good week. An emotional week. A week with very good news and some blue car door news. 

Ps. I found this little gem today and love it.
 I cried just a little, but I cry every time I hear a hallmark card these days.
 Two girls in my one body = emotions galore. 
O, I can't wait for her to get here! 

Friday, June 21, 2013

Happy Anniversary to Us!!

It has been two whole years since this wonderful day...



And what a great two years it has been!

For our anniversary, we decided to keep it pretty low key since I'm about ready to pop. We had a delicious meal at PF Changs and we were pleasantly surprised. We hadn't ever eaten there before, but everything we got tasted so good. And how likely is it that at a new restaurant, you order 6 things and love all of them? I'm telling you, we were impressed :)


Then we drove to the outdoor Scera theater for the play Tarzan. We got to the ticket gate and asked someone where will call was to get our tickets... they informed us it was at the main office (two blocks away) and since going back to the car to drive was also about 2 blocks, we decided to walk over. 
At this point Clint did offer to go get the tickets so I didn't have to walk... but I was the one who ordered teh tickets and we had to present photo ID... so this prego lady WALKED. yeah!
Once we got there, we were told our tickets were not actually there, but at the will call at the outdoor theater we had just left... so after we cursed the lady who told us to come there, we trekked it back the 2 blocks. Man, I was SERIOUSLY out of breath! Maybe I should be exercising more than I am... 
Well, we finally got our tickets and sat down and enjoyed some quality Tarzan. It was good. 


So here is to two years and many more to come! I just love this man of mine. He is everything I dreamed of in my husband plus a little more :) He works so hard for our growing family. He tried really hard to understand my emotional girly-ness (which, let's be honest, I don't even fully understand sometimes) and he is almost always the first of the two of us to appologize or let down his stubborn side when we have disagreements. He balances me in ways I totally need it and I think I do the same for him. Our marriage is such a good blend of logic/emotion, adventure/routine, and our different love styles. I could not be happier to look back at these part 2 years and see just how far we have come and still know that there is so much more to still come for us. 



I am truly blessed. I love my happily ever after story
<3


Thursday, June 13, 2013

Busy busy summer! ...with lots of pictures :)

I feel like time is going so so very fast right now. I swear I was still in the beginning of May counting down school days yesterday... I had my whole summer separated into segments. 

1st. Finish teaching and clean out the classroom  
 check!
2nd. Make it to Idaho to help with Esther's wedding (and not go into labor that week) 
check and check!
3rd. Have a baby.
 Are we at this point already?
4th. Move to Tennessee. 

Will someone please tell me how those first two got checked off already? O man. Well, I've taken a few pictures to document that, in fact, those first two things actually happened... so here they are. Enjoy.

First, teaching is over. WAY mixed emotions about this one. I am going to miss these little kiddos I got to call mine for the last year, but I am so excited to really have my own little kiddo that is mine for the rest of forever. It's hard, especially since my real child won't be nearly as funny as these kids for a few years and I will definitely miss those stories...


I am seriously going to miss these crazy kids! I love each one of them and hope they remember 2nd grade (not just the ambulance episode...)
I shed a tear or two as I walked away from this empty classroom and all its memories.
 If walls could talk, oh the stories these would tell.


Moving on before I cry again. (Blame the pregnancy hormones)

Next, I went to Idaho!!! Home of the potatoes and my wonderful in-laws! :) 
My brother in law left for his mission on Wednesday of that week so we got him all ready. Then, my sister in law Esther married this awesome guy named Dustin and we had to get all ready for it two days later! I actually stayed for the whole week and Clint had to come back to Utah for work, so I was a little nervous about being so busy and on my feet and having contractions and possibly having a too early baby without my husband or my doctor within a few hundred miles... but it all worked out and we are very happy it did. 

Isn't she beautiful?
All the siblings :) minus the missionary of course...

It was a really fun weekend and I got to know my in-laws even better and we laughed and cried a lot
 (Those poor parents sent off a missionary and gave away the oldest girl in the same week!) 
and it was great!

Now we are on to #3!! Having a BABY!! 
Welcome to week 36 where Alissa can barely glimpse those toes way down there. Let's not even talk about reaching them... painted toes and shaved legs have come to a halt until further notice. 
I went to the doctor today and he said I was 1 cm dilated and 80% thinned... I wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but he seemed impressed so I went with it. Later, I called my mother (it is seriously so nice to have a nurse for a mother) and she said that's apparently really thin and it might mean I'll have a fast labor! 
woot woot! love hearing that!

In other baby related news, I tried going to the local water park and get some tanning done the other day, until I got there and realized laying on the ground with a 9 month pregnant belly is not the most comfortable thing in the world... in fact it lasted a whole 10 minutes before I decided to walk in the lazy river instead, which I realized was only 3 feet deep and did not even start to cover the belly so I was squat walking through the lazy river (looking like a crazy lady I'm sure) until I got over that real quick. I tried the wave pool and although that was the best option of the day, I left the water park about an hour and 1/2 after I got there.
 Maybe after I'm not so pregnant that pass will come to better use...

Until then, you can find me laying on the couch reading up my summer book list from the library and enjoying the 28 days left until Miss Olivia decides to come. 

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Friends


"In Friendship…we think we have chosen our peer. In reality a few years’ difference in the dates of our births, a few more miles between certain houses, the choice of one university instead of another…the accident of a topic being raised or not raised at a first meeting—any of these chances might have kept us apart. But, for a Christian, there are, strictly speaking, no chances. 
A secret Master of Ceremonies has been at work. Christ, who said to the disciples, “Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you,” can truly say to every group of Christian friends “You have not chosen one another, but I have chosen you for one another.” The Friendship is not a reward for our discriminating and good taste in finding one another out. It is the instrument by which God reveals to each the beauties of others." 
--C.S. Lewis


So I found this quote on one of my favorite blogs and I REALLY like it. I think of all those friends in my life that have made all the difference. Those who have been with me while I was growing up, during college, those I have worked with, and those I meet still. They have all shaped who I am and who I continue to become.

 So, to all of my friends out there, thanks. 
I truly believe that there are no chances when it comes to these things. 

Monday, May 20, 2013

Sometimes the EMTs visit my classroom...

So today was an exciting day in second grade. I am positive my kids will always remember 2nd grade and the time the EMTs visited...

So this morning everything was going great. It is the last week of school so we have a lot of fun things planned and I was all ready to go. I felt a little tired, but that really isn't anything new... so onward we go...

The kids came in and got started with their morning workbooks and after a few minutes I stood in front of the class to correct the page with them. Everything was going great... until I started seeing little black stars... I realized I was talking a little more slowly than usual and the kids were looking at me funny... then my vision starting going black VERY quickly. As I lowered myself to the ground I told my kids that someone should probably go get someone from the office and I saw about 5 of them run out the door as my vision went completely.

The principal and office secretary ran into my room yelling for someone to call 911 (by this time I was laying on the ground feeling a little shaky, but really just fine, I never felt like I was gone all the way, just couldn't see anything for about 5 seconds). Someone was reading a book to my kids at the rug, who obviously were not listening to the book, but instead talking about me.
"I think her baby is about to come out..."
"ya, maybe we'll see her tummy just open up..."

...then the ambulance came. 
So this is starting to sound like it was a way big deal, I really was ok,
I barely even fainted for heavens sake! 

And the EMTs came in with all their gear. And I called Clint and let him know that apparently this was happening to me... I was laughing the whole conversation because it just seemed ridiculous... looking back, the EMTs may have thought I was crazy...
and the kids are still supposed to be reading this book about bears... 
ya, not a chance.
Then the EMTs rolled in a stretcher
 (which the kids kind of loved)

 and I said no way. They checked my vitals and stuck these things on me and checked my heart and my sugar level. I mean, this was all out intense. And they said I should probably ride in the ambulance to the hospital.
Which costs like as much as the child I am growing 
so I said no thank you
and they laughed at me, kindly of course, but they definitely chuckled.

I asked if someone else could drive me instead and they said they would have to see.

In the end, they said nothing seemed to be wrong, but I should call my OB and visit him today and my principal would drive me. So I put sticky note instructions on all the things we were supposed to do in school that day for the substitute that was now in my classroom, and we drove to Provo.

The doctor asked me what in the world I had been teaching to cause me to faint (I told him nothing exciting, just a morning workbook) and had me do a non-stress test. Clint came from work and joined me and we laughed about how crazy this got so fast. Everything came out fine again and the doctor asked how long I had been standing. I said probably about 45 minutes and apparently that's too long these days. He went out into the waiting room (where my principal was sitting bless her heart) and suggested I take the rest of the day off and for the last 4 days of school I should sit and teach, and only stand for 15 minutes at a time.

So that's my story. I'm home now... not knowing what to do with myself since I didn't plan on taking today off work... And I keep thinking what in the world are my kids going to tell their parents when they get home from school today

They are probably going to expect to see my newborn baby tomorrow when I go back to work.

What a disappointment. 

And in 10 years when they remember 2nd grade, let's be honest, they will automatically say, "ya, that was the year my teacher was pregnant and passed out the last week of school. It was cool because the ambulance came!"

And ya know, it was pretty cool. Maybe we'll write about it in writers workshop tomorrow.


Thursday, May 9, 2013

Quick 10 glimpses

So here is life right now in 10 quick glimpses into the Prestwich family's life...

1. Clint GRADUATED from BYU!!! So proud of all the hard work he's put into these last few years so we could have the oppurtunity to get into a grad school we wanted and get a scholarship to boot! Well done babe! 

2. Clint finished his last track meet! Man, this guy is awesome. He gave up his real last track meet to start a job so this baby of ours could be paid for. He takes such good care of our little family. So glad he's mine forever. 
ps. this is the bump picture of this post... it is getting really large...

3. School is getting close to the end for Mrs. Prestwich over here. 9 days ago I put up my May calendar in my classroom for my kiddos and realized it would be the last calendar... I got a little emotional, not going to lie.
I may be counting down til summer (11 school days), but I am seriously going to miss my little second graders. I heard the song "Dirty Dishes" by Scotty McCreery the other day as I was driving to my doctor's appointment in Orem and I just thought of my noisy, happy kids and all those crayons crushed into my rug... I was crying again.
Maybe this is also a pregnant thing... I cry about this topic a lot actually...

4. Bought some maternity shirts finally...the old shirts just weren't covering the belly. And as classy as that sounds... my pregnant belly poking out the bottom of my shirts... its REALLY not. And I have made a goal to be classy pregnant and not Britney Spears pregnant. Sometimes I ask Clint if a shirt has reached its Britney Spears pregnant stage. He nicely lets me know if it has.
 I've officially reached the 30s in weeks! Can you believe it!? 31 weeks today, which means this little girl inside of me is definitely getting stronger... right up in my ribs... and we are getting so close! We toured the hospital we'll be delivering in and we are just so so excited!

5. Sunshine makes me happy. Utah is supposed to reach the 80s this weekend. That makes me extremely happy.

6. Got a new iPod, well a new hand me down iPod, so I don't have to borrow Clint's anymore. Which is a good thing since we don't have all the same tastes in music. So my iPod has about 50 songs on it right now, but they are all songs that I love all the time, which is the best on shuffle.
 o man. i love it. a lot.

7. We read a lot around here. With Clint's new job and my pregnancy exhaustion coming back, it's basically our nightly routine.
Make dinner, cuddle up and read on the couch, eat ice cream, sometimes watch Doc Martin, read, and go to bed.
Talk about a party! I know you are so jealous.
I think I'll miss quiet reading for 3-4 hours sitting by my love once this baby comes though. It's a favorite.

8. We  I am obsessing over some of the cute things we have for Olivia these days. Clint is such a good sport and will sit and oo and ahhh as I show him the cutest outfit ever
which he may or may not have already seen...
I just really want her to get here. Only after school is done. And after Clint's brother leaves on his mission. And after Clint's sister gets married. But then, she should come as quickly as she can and still be healthy. That would be great.

9. I'm running out of glimpses....

10. You're probably sick of reading anyways. So we'll end with the fun countdowns!
11 school days til summer!
4 weeks minus one day until Hyrum goes on his mission! He's my awesome brother in law
4 weeks plus one day until Esther gets married! She is my awesome sister in law
9 weeks until baby Olivia graces us with her presence! 
And a few months until Tennessee!

Monday, April 15, 2013

Sometimes I just have to brag about my husband

So last night Clint and I were able to attend BYU's athletic Y Awards. It's basically an awards ceremony for all of the athletes at BYU. There was music and an announcer who made jokes that really weren't that funny and clapping and pictures and thank-you speeches.
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We went to this awards ceremony while we were dating and it was way fun to get dressed up (did I mention it's a semi-formal event?) and I loved it. Last year, we didn't make it because of the busyness of life, but this year we got to go again. 

It was slightly different getting ready for the party this time around. 
First of all, try being 27 weeks pregnant and finding articles of clothing that are even wearable on a day to day basis - then try to find semi-formal attire that fits in that category. 
Not much to choose from. 
Then, picture your 27 week pregnant self finally finding something that fits the belly, then walking into this amazing convention center they just built in Provo, only to remember that not only are you walking in with people who do not have your belly's ginormous size... they're athletes.
 o ya...
I felt like a WHALE...   

This is how my night could have gone. 

Except that I have an amazing husband. 

Again and again Clint told me I was beautiful all night long. I can't even count it. He told me before we left, in the car on the way, at the party a million times and when we got home. I voiced my concerns that perhaps I resembled the biggest mammal in the ocean and I was immediately comforted and reassured that I was the most beautiful girl in the room and my big belly only made me more beautiful. 

So I felt pretty good sitting listening to the award ceremony and meeting Clint's friends and walking around with my dashing husband.
he really did look extremely good in his suit. like really.

There was an after party on the upstairs balcony and it was pretty amazing. There was a gorgeous view of Utah Valley and lights hung up everywhere and a band playing good music and these mouth-watering little chocolate mousse things... yum... and we were mingling and chatting and enjoying ourselves.

When the band played a slow song and Clint took my hand and asked me if I wanted to dance, truthfully, I said "umm... I don't think people are doing that." But I'm glad he convinced me not to worry so much and I got to slow dance with my husband which really doesn't happen as often as I envisioned it would before I got married. The chance really doesn't present itself all that much. 
But that night it did. 
And Clint took it and I got to dance all close to my hubby on a rooftop with an amazing view and lights all around. 

We came back to our little group and kept chatting (Clint gave me his jacket because by this point I was shivering uncontrollably), took a picture or two and finally called it a night. 

Pretty much I have a really really awesome husband and I love him a whole whole lot. 
It was a pretty great night

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Pictures and Funny Field trip stories

Here is a little update on the bump at 21 weeks!
Let's just not worry about how messy our room is...
~It is for sure getting bigger! One of my little girls at school told me it looked like my baby was actually growing up today. I told her not quite growing up, but definitely growing out! She agreed. :)
~We had our big 20 week ultrasound last week and everything is healthy and normal (yay yay yay!) Our little girl is 10 oz and is measuring about 4 days behind schedule for the due date, but that is just about perfect. Ps. Does it just amaze anyone else that these doctors and tell how far along to the DAY this baby is? Wow. That is crazy.
~ I'm feeling great, not sick at all anymore... except last night when I forgot to eat for 5 hours... this may seem a normal amount of time, but it made me so sick in the middle of grocery shopping. I am so thankful for Subways in Walmart. (although their speed left a little to be desired... they could never hack it at the subway I used to work at...)
~ I'm feeling the baby now! I felt her the day after we had our first ultrasound. It was so crazy. I laid down after a long school day and suddenly I felt a little bloop in my stomach... almost like a bubble popping... weirdest feeling- cannot describe it. I didn't know if it was her, but I stayed still and I felt it again about an inch away from the first one. I just laid there and felt my baby for about 15 minutes before she stopped.
 So so cool. Definitely my favorite part of being pregnant so far. 
Nowadays, I feel her pretty often. She doesn't like being squished... so when my kiddos give me hugs, she is always pushing back. It's kind of fun though because sometimes I can get her to kick on command just by pressing my tummy. Clint has even felt her twice now! It is so fun.

In other news...
My class had a field trip last week and it was so fun! We got to go see the play Repunzel and they loved it. It's crazy how none of them knew any Repunzel different from Tangled so they were looking for Flynn the whole time and were disappointed Repunzel never wielded a frying pan... I think they liked it though. Some funnies for you...
*On the way to the theater, we were riding in the bus and I sat next to two cute little boys in my class. One of them has a Chromosome Deficiency and acts more like a 4-5 yr old than the 7 yr old that he his. I love this little guy so so much. He is so sweet and always says the funniest things. Today, he was staring out the window and asked me a question.
"Teacher, are we grownups?"
"Umm, what do you think bud? Are you a grownup?"
"No..."
"Am I a grownup?"
"Yes."
"Victor, how old do you think people are when they turn into grownups?"
 (I love asking my kids these kind of questions...)
"Maybe 20?"
I thought that was a pretty good guess. I asked the other little boy by us.
"Spencer, when do you think people turn into grownups?
"Umm.... (long pause. He is really pondering this one. I almost thought he was ignoring me).. I think about 14. No, 13. No, 12. Ya, probably when they are 12."

*On the way home from the play I was sitting by a different boy. This is my little talkative lover boy. We talked about how he liked the play and he started looking out the window. Suddenly, he turned to me, very excited.
"Mrs. Prestwich, I know a game we can play! I play it with my dad when we are in the car. Have you ever heard of slugbug?!"
(In my mind's eye I see the newspaper heading "Second Grade Teacher Punching Students on Field Trip")
"I have heard of it..."
"Ok, I'm really good at it."
BAM. Score one for him... 
BAM. Two to nothing...
"Mrs. Prestwich, you're not very good at this game. You have to look out the window!"
"Oh, got it... ya know, I don't think I'm going to get very many points..."
BAM. three-zip.
"I do have an advantage since I'm by the window."
"Yes, you sure do..."
BAM. 4-0
Finally, I think he got bored hitting his teacher because there was a lull in the game and he didn't find another slug bug until the street the school was on.
BAM. 
Ending score = teacher nothing, student 5.