Updates

Not much new has happened around our little household lately, but I feel like writing today.  We've been pushing through the last few weeks and Bryant is studying like mad for finals.  He takes his first one on Saturday and his last one next Sunday (the 18th).  Because he's been spending so much more time studying, I've had to step it up in the whole cleaning the apartment arena.  Bryant has been amazing at helping me out with everything lately, but now I have to "buck up, little cowboy" (as my mother loves to say) and get stuff done without his help. 

Luckily, I've been feeling better lately.  I'm typing this as quietly as I can because I keep having days when I feel great and if I say anything about it to anyone, I end up puking the next morning.  Pretty much without fail, this has happened.  I don't know if it's the baby or the pregnancy gods, but someone is listening and if I say I feel good, they feel the need to put me back in my place.  So here's hoping that they can't read.

Bryant and I only have about 2 1/2 weeks on this island together and I'm starting to get very sad.  Don't get me wrong, I am so very over-the-moon excited to be back in Utah with friends and family, but I'm sad that my time on this island--and with Bryant--is coming to an end for 7 whole months.  I feel (ok, I KNOW) that I haven't been taking advantage of my beautiful surroundings because of my nausea, and I am worried that I will miss this place a lot while I'm home.  We're making plans to do some fun activities in the week after Bryant finishes finals and before we fly home, so I'll be sure to post about it here if we do.

Other updates:

• Two of my friends here bought me some raspberries last week when I was having a bad day.  Thanks so much, Patty and Britni, you girls are the best!!  I may or may not have eaten the entire container in about a day and a half.  And that was showing some restraint.
• Bryant caught a little cold last week that bothered him a little but didn't really affect his ability to get stuff done.  Well, in our marriage it goes like this:  Bryant says his throat hurts a little.  He drinks lots of fluids and goes to bed early and the next day he feels fine.  Then I get hit the next day and can barely swallow, get a fever, have a headache and stuffy nose and feel like I got run over by a truck for 3 days.  I slowly recover over the following 2 days.  So when Bryant caught that cold last week I tried to keep my distance from him, but to no avail.  I got basically all of the symptoms listed above (just not the fever, thank goodness) and on top of that, I felt nauseated and threw up while having a stuffy nose.  Not an experience I'd like to repeat.  Luckily, yesterday and today have been recovery days and I'm finally feeling like a human being again.
• We said goodbye to two of the kids in Primary this last Sunday (I'm the chorister for our branch).  Their family is leaving the island for good next Sunday, so this was their last time.  James (5 years old) and Lexi (3 years old) were both so sad to be leaving.  We sang Book of Mormon Stories for them as our closing song, and afterward all the kids came up to give them hugs and say goodbye.  It was sad, but I was doing ok.  Then Ashton (3 years old) started crying when he had to say goodbye to them and I started feeling more sad.  Then I walked over to say goodbye to James (I was standing behind them the whole time) and saw that he was crying.  His face was all red and he just had tears running down his face while he hugged all his little friends.  I lost it and bawled while I hugged him and Lexi and said goodbye to them.  They are such sweet kids and we will miss them!  I am definitely blaming hormones for the crying, though, because I have said goodbye to 4 different classes of students that I love and never cried then.  Usually, I'm a rock. :)
• Our good friend Patty made us dinner on Monday for Cinco de Mayo.  We had made plans to have a little Mexican food party that night, but I felt so sick that day that I couldn't make anything.  Patty generously offered to make food for us anyway, so poor Bryant got his Cinco de Mayo anyway.  She also gave us a little present. 

It's our first item of baby clothing!  She got it as a hand-me-down and decided that it would be a good gift for us.  Patty is honestly the nicest person I know.  Oh, and her 8 year old son Merrick asked why she was giving us baby clothes.  When Patty said it was because I was pregnant, Merrick yelled, "FINALLY!!"  Apparently our reproductive status was very important to him.  Pretty sure he thinks we're really old.

• I finally took Bryant out to dinner for his birthday (poor guy) this past week.  His birthday is in March, so that tells you how behind I am.  We had a nice relaxing dinner out on the restaurant's patio and enjoyed some virgin pina coladas.  I took this one picture of him to prove I wasn't the worst wife in the world.

I'll wrap it up there for now and go get some dishes and laundry done.  I also managed to spill an entire cup of water on the ground just now, so there's that, too.  I hope your spring cleaning goes better than mine does!!