Once Sheri and I were at Bed Bath and Beyond - I think we were returning/exchanging some of her wedding gifts. At the checkout we ran into a girl that was in a singles ward with us when I first moved to SLC. (For history sake: It was the Holladay 29th Ward with Bishop Paul Fetzer. We lived at Turnberry on 45th South and 13th East)
Anyway, this girl, who I believe is named Tricia (or Trisha?) was pregnant. Very pregnant. In fact, it was her due date! In our brief conversation either Sheri or I mentioned something about how she must be excited for these nine months to be over. Her reply was shockingly abrupt, "Pregnancy is actually 10 months, not nine!"
"Sheesh - give it a rest!" is what I thought at the time. That is until I myself was pregnant. Ha! Pregnancy was not something I enjoyed. It was a very long, nauseous, tiring, uncomfortable and FAT nine...er...I mean 10 months!!
then, when I saw the ‘fruits of my labors,’ it was all totally worth it. So, now that this precious little girl has graced us with her presence for 10 months already, I must admit that I would do the whole pregnancy thing over (even if it is really 10 months!) 10 million times over just for 10 seconds of what I've been blessed to experience these past 10 months. Pure Bliss!
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We were on our way out the door and Holland was getting bored waiting for us, so she decided to get a little "walking" time in. When we saw her we laughed so hard - she totally looks like a little granny with her walker! We joked about adding a couple tennis balls to the front legs. Seriously, wouldn't that just complete the look??
|What kind of mother doesn't clean the sweet potatoes off her child's face before taking a picture? Sheesh!|
|Love - Love - Love this picture!|