Not so depressing...

This is the first baby on my fam's side and the second on Phil's, so it is a lot of fun to have everyone excited for the baby!

I can't remember how many weeks I am here, probably about 6+ months...

So, I don't think I have any more visitors to my blog because one...I haven't posted since April!!! and two...I've been told on numerous occasions I have the most depressing blog because I have left the accident pictures up for sooo long! My bad! Hopefully, this news is a little more positive....

Most, if not all of you know this by now, but just to make the announcement...we're pregnant!! Time flies by very fast because I am due in less than 6 weeks with a little girl!!! Crazy! I have gone through all the emotions every pregnant woman probably goes through, but now I am very excited with some nerves mixed in too.

Even though I thought during the first trimester, I would never make it, I have to say now, I have had a pretty good pregnancy. The second trimester was great and the third has not been bad either, expect for some back aches, uncomfortableness, and having to frequent the restroom every 10 minutes...all the usual stuff. So, here are pics of me prego in October...I have definitely gotten bigger since then.

I went to the doctor on Thursday and she is weighing in at 5 lbs 5 ounces! I was also told she has long legs...I can't wait to see her!

Many Thanks

Sorry, I have totally neglected my blog!! And surprisingly, I guess there are a select few people who care (Sheryl, I will try to be more diligent).



On April 1, Phil and I were enjoying a normal Tuesday night. We went to the gym, followed by a trip to Wal-Mart to get some groceries for Phil's trip the next day. We were traveling home when something very unexpected happened. The first thing I remember after getting in the car is waking up in the driver's seat to loud confusion surrounded by lots of emergency workers, instructions and questions. I don't think I have ever been more scared, nervous or uncertain in my life. I think Phil and I became conscious about the same time and I was just trying to remember anything that had happened, which I still don't. I remember feeling a small relief when Phil said he thought he was okay.

We were then put in separate ambulances and taken to the hospital. Finally, after I realized I wasn't dreaming or in the middle of a nightmare, the ambulance workers said we were rear-ended. I thought, "Just rear-ended, what's all the fuss about, this happens every day?" Later, I overheard them say we were hit by someone running from the cops and at speeds of 70+. Maybe a little more serious then?

In the emergency room, they were able to put Phil and I in the same room. It was comforting to be by him and felt so good to first hear the voice of Phil's mom in the hallway before she came in our room. Both of our parents were able to come to the hospital. To see faces we knew was such a blessing. Phil's head hit the windshield and he had pretty significant memory loss. Although I couldn't remember the 10 minutes before our accident, Phil didn't remember any of Tuesday or minute by minute. He kept on asking the same questions over & over again. "Where are we?" "Where we're we going?" "What happened?" I guess after asking this for the 50th time it became a little comical and his brother started telling him ridiculous stories about elephants escaping from the zoo and sharks. We knew he was halfway okay because he didn't think that was too funny.

Phil and I were examined and all the X-rays & CT Scans came back good. We just had a lot of pain in our necks & heads. The driver that hit us was life flighted and was in critical condition; I'm not certain of his current status (I hope he is okay, he was my age w/ no criminal background). In the past two weeks, we have continued to improve and will keep doing so.

My main point of this post though is not to describe our accident, but to deeply thank all our family and friends. We have felt so much support, sympathy and love from everyone! Whether it was a visit, a phone call, a text message, a delivered pizza, flowers, Red Mango, a prayer in our behalf, an email, a card, a smile, a hug, a massage, it doesn't matter; we felt them all and we greatly, greatly appreciate it. My only hope is that when you are in your time of need, we will be able to extend the support you have provided to us so fully. In this trial, I have been able to feel the love of the Lord more fully in my life from all of you. I am so very grateful for all the many things that make up my life. I know things could have been a lot worse and I know we have been greatly blessed.

Putting the Running Shoes Back on...

I would say I am a starter not a finisher. I will start many projects, goals, etc. and not finish. I hate that! I really want to be able to finish all the things I start. One of those things I have started many times, and not been able to finish is a MARATHON. I have signed up twice, and paid the $100 registration fee, all not to run. I would get to about 13 miles and get scared or busy or whatever other excuse and stop.

Last year was definitely the closest I've ever been to finishing. I joined a Salt Lake running club and it helped so much. The club was training to run in the St. George marathon in October. We would do all the Saturday long runs together and it helped so much! Sad enough, a month before the race and after completing a 22 mile run, I injured my knee. More exactly, my patella tendon. Who would of thought something so little in my body as a patella tendon would prevent me from running in the marathon. But, it certainly did. It hurt so bad to run 1 mile after I injured it and crushed all hope of finishing St. George. I think this was one of the biggest disappointments in my life. I have never come so close, so close, 4 miles from actually finishing my goal. Being that close and then not being able to finish, was so hard. All the time, all the early morning runs, all the soar muscles, all the energy, gone. I remember there were many times the month after it happened I would think about it and just cry, cry, cry. It was so hard.

Jen moved back to Utah right about the time this injury happened and we had always talked about running a marathon together. Jen said she wanted to run the Salt Lake Marathon in April. I thought it seemed a little soon, but maybe it could work. I was a little resistant, but agreed! We also got some of our other friends to join us! I'm very excited to be running this time around with such a fun group of girls. We have a blast and are into a month of training. I have never had so much fun running. We have a blog to document our training: http://www.willrunfordesignerjeans.blogspot.com/. We are running for a pair of great, expensive designer jeans (hence the name)! I still am a little hesitant every time I run, because I know there is always a chance I could have my knee re-injured and I don't want to go through all the pain again. But, I know I would always regret never trying again.

On Thursday, for one night only at select theaters there was a marathon movie, "The Spirit of the Marathon" that documented 5 runners from all around the nation and a guy from Kenya all training for the Chicago Marathon. It made me so freakin' excited, but also a little scared. It was good motivation to keep us going. I hope we will all be able to cross the finish line in three months!

Amazing Race Winners

The Amazing Race finale was last night. I love this show! I was happy with the winners, TK & Rachel. They were so relaxed and nice to each other the whole race, no freakouts or anything. It is my dream to do this race!! How amazing to race around the world traveling to places you probably would never ever go! What an adventure! On our cruise, one of the activities on the ship on a day at sea was an "Amazing Race." There was about 9 other teams that entered and it was a race around the ship with different clues & information you had to get at each location. I'm proud to say we did win, and actually I was so happy I wore the cheap little gold medal around the ship that day. But, definitely no where near racing around the world. Phil thinks it would not be good for our relationship since I have tendency to not remain calm in stressful situations (to put it lightly). My sister and I have talked about entering...maybe one day I will fill out the application and my chances will go up.

Running in the New Year

I love the start of a new year. I love the feeling of having a fresh start. A clean slate. I love looking back at the past year and then looking forward to the new year and setting goals.














However, I am not the biggest one for bringing in the new year. It usually passes without too much excitement. Hang out for a bit, watch the ball drop, have Martenelli's, then go to bed. So, when Jen mentioned to me a 5k that started at 11:30 p.m. and literally you ran into the New Year it sounded like a fresh idea on bringing it in. Could there really be such a run? Sure enough, at Sugarhouse Park for 30 years there has been this race. Now, I would only have to try and convince Phil to run in 5 degree weather? I thought that wasn't going to happen. Jen & I figured we could meet the husbands at the end with treats & hot chocolate. But, to our much surprise, they decided to run in it with us! John ended up beating us & Phil could have one the entire race. Maybe it had something to do with him going 1 lap when the race was 2.5 laps. Phil graciously waited for the top runners to come through and then he strolled on to the finish...haha! The whole point of the run was to make it in before midnight. Jen & I really wanted to make it before the new year hit & we thought we would be pretty close. Sure enough as we were on the last hill before the end, someone comes running down yelling, "20 seconds left"... Ahh, I didn't have much left, but we sprinted up to the finish line and made it before midnight!


The run was a lot of fun. It was freezing cold! The cold you can feel burning in your chest. But, it was the most memorable New Years I have ever had. Definitely one I will not forget.