pics!

We were placed on a bad weather watch yesterday and normally, we don't get anything, but this time we did! This is the first time since I've lived in our house that I've not been able to see the road in front of our house. John went out and shoveled the sidewalks while I salted them (I offered to help shovel, but he didn't want me to hurt myself). We have probably about 6 inches on the ground right now, and it's still snowing.

After I took some pics of the snow, I noticed I have an old pic of me on the camera. This was taken the day I realized I was actually showing. Of course, this was also the last day I wore that sweater, which is sad b/c it's one of my favs. John, naturally, made a smart alek comment about me needing to lose weight (all the while I was eating doughnuts!). I was about 5 months along when this picture was taken. I show a lot more now that I'm 6 1/2 months along. She's also a lot more active now than she was when this pic was taken (as evidenced by the fact she wouldn't let me sleep last night, she was so intent on kicking me)

Randomness is goodness

I am officially 25 weeks along. Right now everything is going well. I am no longer on any restrictions (except to be smart about things). I find out tomorrow if I have gestational diabetes. I've been assured that test is "fun".

Life here has been going smoothly. John was able to feel our little one do somersaults in my belly which he said felt "weird", but at the same time, it was the 1st time he felt her move that he was sure she had moved and not me having gas. I'm getting bigger. I discovered yesterday that my really big (something like 2x lg) sweater did not hide the belly. It will only get worse.

On a sad note, my family recently lost a member of our "adopted" family. Don Petry has been a family friend for as long as I can remember. When he lived in Washington, D.C. he and his wife loved to have us stay and visit (they would entertain us while mom and dad went to the temple). Ben and Jason even stayed for weeks at a time. Don was in his 70s (although once he reached 70 he started counting backwards), had breathing problems normally. He fell asleep w/ a cigerette in his hand and his house caught on fire during our recent cold snap. He and his daughter managed to get out of the house safely, but w/out shoes and he caught pnemonia. After struggling for breath for 3 days, he decided he would rather go and be w/ Anna Jean (or Mammaw as we called her). He lasted from Thursday to Saturday off of life support. We all felt his loss and we had one last card game in his honor (we also gave Sammy Joe, my parent's dog, one last root beer, like he always did).

John has put in a job application for our local VA Hosptial. This job is for 3 IT techs and we are really hoping he gets it. It would be nice for him to be able to go to a job he loves, and work in a feild he enjoys. Larry Denzil, my dad and Jason helped look over the application and gave good suggestions, so let's all keep our fingers crossed that we will hear some positive news soon.