Nursery

After stripping wall paper, painting, setting up crib and changing table, and decorating ...the nursery is finally ready! I never knew how hard it was to strip wallpaper, but I now know I will never wallpaper anything in my house. Decorating the nursery was a lot more work than I expected, but it turned out so good, it was all worth it. Thanks to dad and Cassi helping to paint, I was able to get it done before baby comes.

The Nursery

Changing Table--I still need a pad cover

Car Seat and Stroller are all ready to go!

The Bedding

The curtains

I painted the dresser to match the room

Ranger Ball

Friday was the annual Ranger Ball. Being that I am 7 months pregnant, Chris and I originally decided not to go. Last minute Chris was told that he had to do the color guard at the ball. He called me from work on Wednesday afternoon to let me know that I needed to get a dress and get everything ready for the ball on Friday. I called my mom and she met me at the super mall that night to shop for a formal dress that would fit a 7 month pregnant chick. After hours of shopping, we finally found a formal dress at Motherhood Maternity. I was sooo lucky, because Motherhood does not carry formal dresses in the stores, only online, but someone had bought it online and then returned it to the store. It fit almost perfectly. I just had to tighten the shoulder straps and I swapped out a plain black plastic clip on the front with a rhinestone broach to make it look a little more formal. Thanks to Amie...we got the dress altered and I was ready to go. Thursday I got a spray tan to give me a little color, got my toes and nails done, and made a hair apt. Friday came around and it was time to go...

Chris and I before the ball.

I was feeling VERY pregnant about now!

One of our formal pictures taken at the Ball.

I had a great time meeting all of his friends and their wives. Maybe next year I will have a little more than 2 days to prepare and wont be 7 months pregnant!

South Carolina

After Chris' deployment, he got two weeks of vacation, so we decided to go to South Carolina to visit his family. We flew out Friday morning and were there for almost two weeks. We rented a condo at the beach with his sister and brother in law. Here is a photo recap of the vacation.

Chris when we first got to the beach condo.

Me at the condo...6 1/2 months pregnant!

Playing games at the arcade on the pier.

I didnt' win, but I sure tried...

Enjoying a night out on the windy pier

Outside a burger joint at the waterfront.

Chris and Grandad Petty (first time I met him)

Dinner at Medieval Times. We were the Red Knights!

Medieval Games

The Knights fighting

Playing at the beach...we burried Chris in the sand.

He climbed out like a monster and scared Tanner.

Too much time at the pool and beach!

Ouch...Southern Sun!!!

Chris got burned too!
As you can see...we had a ton of fun!!! We were there for my birthday too, so his family threw me a surprise party with a yummy ice cream cake. After a long hot vacation and burnt to a crisp...we headed home!

He's Home!!!

I was able to pick up my honey yesterday. It was so NOT what I was expecting. I had imagined some scene out of a movie or something. I thought I would go out to the tarmac and would be waiting for him to step off the plane and we would run to each other and hug and kiss. It was totally the opposite...when I arrived, I was told to sit in a waiting room and that when the bus arrived from the air force base they would come get me. Another wife arrived, so the two of us waited for about an hour. We heard a bunch of noise out in the hallway, so we poked our heads out and saw the guys coming in...they forgot to come get us!!! Just as I started to walk down the hall towards the guys, I saw Chris walk around the corner. He didn't see me, so I yelled...CHRIS! He turned and saw me and ran over and gave me a big hug! It was the best hug ever! After a quick hello, he had to leave to go turn in his gear and get signed out. I went out to the truck to wait for him. 30 minutes passed...an hour passed...have to pee...another 30 minutes...2 hours...really have to pee...two and half hours...starting to hurt really bad...3 hours later he was finally released and we were able to go home! I would have went inside to use the bathroom, but they only have a men's bathroom, so really there was no place for me to go. Long day, but I'm glad he's home!!!

Do you think he'll notice?

This morning I got a call to let me know I get to pick up my hubby today. I am so excited, yet so nervous at the same time. He left when I was 6 or 7 weeks pregnant and I didn't even have a baby bump and now he's coming home to this...

25 WEEKS

Do you think he'll notice?

Even though I have an excuse for the extra weight I have gained and I get to walk around with my belly stickin out instead of sucking in, I still want to feel pretty and sexy for my husband who I haven't seen in almost 4 months. I guess all I can do at this point is get my hair done and buy a new maternity outfit and try to look hot. Wish me luck tonight!

Time Flies...

...When your Pregant! It's already May and it's time for my hubby to come home! I am so excited. When he left, I swore this day was never going to come. I am not sure when he will be home, but I know it's sometime towards the end of the month. I am heading back to Washington on the 15th to make sure I am home in time. I had left my car here when Chris and I moved all our stuff to WA, because I knew I would be coming back here to work. But now, since we are having a baby and I know I will be in Washington for a lot longer this time, I will be driving my car back. Mom is flying here to drive back with me. So again...time to pack!!!

Utah Baby Shower

Yesterday Suzanne threw me a baby shower in Utah before I left. It was so thoughtful of her! The invitations were super cute and everything at the shower was so nice.

She served lunch and it was so yummy!

It was a cake made of cupcakes...so good!

I got tons of awesome presents from everyone.

I never knew boy stuff could be so cute too!

The funniest part of the shower was when I was reading a card from one of my co-workers and it said something like "Congratulations on your new Son" I looked up with this scared look on my face and said "Son...I'm having a SON!?!?" It hit me that he was going to be my 'SON'. I had never thought of it that way. I mean I knew I was having a baby and that it was a boy, but the word son just scared me for some reason. Maybe because I associate a SON with a boy who gets into lots of trouble or who gives mommy a hard time. Maybe because it meant I had to be a MOTHER instead of a MOMMY. Sons need mothers and babies and boys need mommies. To say i'm haveing a baby or it's a boy sounds so much nicer and so much more innocent. I'm sure when the time comes to call him my son, I will be over the fear...until then lets just refer to him as my baby boy!