Happy Birthday Bred Bred Bred

Happy Birthday Bredy McBred Bred! :) I hope that you have the BEST birthday ever! Remember we're still 25....never to age again! :) Love you!

Who is right??

As of today I am officially 26 weeks prego. How many months along does that mean I actually am? Coby says 5.5. I say 6.5. We both won't back down on this one until one of us is proven wrong. I'm hoping that you will help us settle this debate. I can admit when I'm wrong. Coby rarely IS wrong. He's only been WRONG like 4 times in our whole marriage, meaning that I've been RIGHT those 4 meager times. So I'm coming to you "oh wise ones" to help us solve this once and for all!

Divine Intervention or did I just put my foot in my mouth???

A couple of weeks ago our cute Bishop came to our house and extended a call for me to serve as 2nd counselor in the YW. I was thrilled, scared, and sad because my sweet Camille would no longer there. Many of you know that I love to tease. So, this Sunday was no exception. As our Bishop was leaving he asked Coby how he was enjoying his calling as Sunday School Teacher to the 16 -18 year olds. He said he really liked it and THEN...I just HAD to chime in and say...."Yes, he does LOVE it, however, he told me that his dream calling would be that of Elder's Quorum President." Then I smiled and the Bishop gave this cute, yet awkard little chuckle. Coby looked at me like...."you better PRAY to the God of Pregnant Wives that his little "chuckle" doesn't come to fruition." Honestly, what are the chances???

The next Sunday as we sustained all the new callings, Coby pointed out to me that they had just released the Elder's Quorum Pres and gave me the "Look". Now, I'm sure all of you have seen the "look" at various times in your lives. At any rate after Sacrament they set me apart and then our darling Stake President looks at Coby and says, "Do you think you have time to meet with with me for a few minutes right now?" Again....the "LOOK" was directed my way!!! I couldn't help but laugh....because let's be honest...what are the chances????

I know I actually didn't have anything to do with this calling being extended to Coby but he seems hellbent on letting me know that I will be helping him with this calling. He has to meet with at least 72 members of the quorum every quarter and has said that I better get a wiggle on because not only will be also be making TREATS for every one of them, but I'll also get to tag along too!

So, moral of the story is... Be careful what you say to your Bishop....because you never know what the next Sunday will bring! :)

What I'd give

What I'd give to be able to go back and see this little face, to touch those little hands and to kiss those cute cheeks. I wish I could go back into the memories of my mind and actually relive some of them and be able to permanently delete others. Lately I've been missing Jack more than usual. It's been pretty bad the past few days. I try to stay positive because I know that Jack wouldn't want me to be so sad. And most days I can deal with our situation. But every now and then I get a wicked reality check and am hit with the realization that he's gone. He's really gone and there is nothing anyone can do change that. It's times like those that I can't seem to pull it together. I can't stop the tears or seem to snap out of that hopeless aching feeling that he's no longer running around getting into mischief. Oh what I'd give to have him get into some mischief right now. Oh, why did this have to happen? I know the reason, but it doesn't relieve one ounce of this pain. I'm not angry at the Lord or even at our situation. I'm just sad. And I don't want to be the kind of person that is so depressing that it emotionally drains anyone they come in contact with. I'm trying to put on my best face and find joy in the journey. I know that this life is full of both joy and sorrow, and that if I could just see the big picture that this probably wouldn't be as bad as I think it is. That it's only but a second of time in the grand scheme of things. I know that the Lord would never give us more than we can handle, but sometimes I wonder if He has more faith in me than I have in myself. Tomorrow will be a better day. Today, I just miss him.