My Cubican and Me

My Cubican: Ryan, Sweet husband of Mexican and Cuban descent (hence my Cubican)

Me: Kellie, Wife, Mommy, and so much more

Our Boy: Kylan, the cutest little man ever

Our Girl: Rosie, tiny, precious, and full of spunk

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Saturday, June 23, 2012

Pleasantly Presently Pregnant.

Ahhh my friends, this is it. I mean really. This is my due-weekend (Sunday is my due date, if we want to be real technical). Obviously I am fully aware of how potentially stubborn my child may be, after all I am his momma and I happen to know his daddy quite well (I don't know that I could ever fully express how blessed I am to have that gorgeous human being as my eternal companion). But with that being said, he can't stay in there forever. So like I said: this is it. My days as a pregnant lady, waddling around in all my 9 month glory, are numbered. 

As much as I long to see my sweet boy and to have him here in our arms, I am cherishing this blessed time that I have to carry him. Pregnancy has shown me more emotional, exhausting, awkward, painful moments than any other single experience in my life. But it has also been the most incredible privilege. I wish that there were words powerful enough to convey the depth of my love for my Heavenly Father, my husband, and my son. Because that is what pregnancy has been for me. The opportunity to carry this sweet, little child: Heavenly Father's child, Ryan's child, my child. Something more beautiful or sacred, I cannot imagine. 

So here I sit; swollen belly exposed, laptop resting on the bulge, listening to Ryan and his music as he does his homework in the other room, completely and utterly happy, enjoying these final days of pregnancy. 

I want to take this opportunity to reminisce (which btw is defined as "indulge[ing] in enjoyable recollection of past events.... and I quite like that!) about these blessed 9 months! So feel free to indulge with me...

I love the way Ryan looks at my belly. Sometimes when I ask him for a kiss, he automatically kisses my belly. And then only after he has kissed our son, he kisses me. He talks to our little baby, in words I can't understand (Spanish...), and I am constantly grateful for the incredible bond my two boys share already. I love the way the Gus can feel Ryan touching my belly and instantly gets as close to his daddy as he can. The way Ryan's eyes light up as he looks at me when he feels the "Hi! Hi dad! I love you! Hi... You're my dad!!! I know it!" coming from inside me. 

I love that my huge abdominal region is the perfect resting spot for my almost equally huge bowl of cereal each morning. 

I love watching my stomach roll and reel like waves whenever my little guy gets the urge to move around in the ever-shrinking space provide for his ever-increasing self. 

I love my 3 pillows, 2 body pillows and 1 rolled up comforter that make sleep a possibility. And once again, let's take a moment to love my husband. Because really, this man has surrendered much of his portion of our bed to my severe pillow addiction, and he should be applauded or given a gold medal or something! 

I love swimming. I can almost hear people's thoughts or see little thought bubbles popping out of their heads whenever I show up at the pool, but I just could not care less. Yes, I am very much with child and no, I did not steal the beach ball and hide it under my shirt... But, I fully intend to enjoy every gravity-defying moment the pool has to offer. So there. Go ahead and stare at me trudging around, in and out of the water, to and from the bathroom. Because ya know what, swimming is my BFF. 

I love going to the temple. I have only been able to go just once during this wonderful time, but being in the temple with my sweet fellow in my belly was just incredible. 

I love the almost constant work-out my husband willingly commits to as he helps me in and out and up and down and over and any other way I might need. 

I love the way that this experience has brought me closer to the ones I love. 

I love the way I love my mom, and the way that becoming a mother myself has allowed our relationship to grow more than I thought possible. 

I love my belly button. Ryan insists it is something similar to a turkey timer. This little thing has been starting the process for quite some time, but he is convinced that because it is completely popped that baby is done cooking and should come out... now. Which I guess is not really that far off! But more than its tendency to stick out, I love the way Bella, my two year old niece, is endlessly fascinated by it. She loves to pull up my shirt and play with my belly button. An activity that inevitably leads to "Oh its all dirty!... I get a wipe." Which is followed by her speedy quick running to get a baby wipe and then proceeding to clean my belly button for me. I tell you what, I have the cleanest belly button around thanks to that little lady :)

I don't generally love bare belly pictures... and don't even get me started on the weirdo I'm holding my boobies to cover them up while trying to look all natural and sexy with my huge naked self maternity pictures. I mean really. Pregnancy is beautiful, and our changing shapes and the life inside is something to celebrate, but honey put some freaking clothes on. You are just making everyone feel awkward...... Hey! I thought I told you not to get me started! Well anyway, back on track, I love my belly. Every last stretch-marked inch of it. And this view is one that I will miss. And since we are reminiscing, I will share this tiny bit of bare belly with you.  

 I love the endless grunts and groans that accompany any attempt to move or re-position my entire self. I  am not even sure these sounds come from me exactly, its more like protests coming directly from my whale-like body resisting even the thought of me moving. I also love how cute everyone seems to think this whole interchange can be. 

I love family prayer. This is something that Ryan and I have done the entirety of our marriage. I have always been grateful for the closeness it brings. I love that now it always includes, in both the words spoken and the motion and kicks I feel inside, our son.

I guess we could easily sum this whole thing up into one simple and true statement: I love being pregnant. I am so grateful to have this opportunity, and I feel so blessed that Heavenly Father has entrusted Ryan and I with this precious little spirit. Any day now this dear one will make his appearance! And the joy of that day I can't even imagine. But until then... Here I shall be, loving this journey!

One final picture for you to enjoy...

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Showering Baby!

We had quite a time trying to pick a day for my baby shower! I think we changed dates like 3 or 4 times. There just always seemed to be something else going on... but we finally settled on the June 2nd, which was a few Saturdays ago. 

As I am sure most of you know, my beautiful, big sister is currently serving a mission in Utah, and generally she is the party planner of the family and the authority on all things creative! So when it comes to showers, she is a pro. I am not sure I could even count the number of showers she has planned... but obviously she is not here right now. How blessed am I though, because my sweet little Katie sister really stepped up and took this baby shower business on like a boss, and it was amazing. 

We wanted to have a really relaxed and friendly environment, where food and talking was the main event... let's face it: what do you look forward to when you go to a shower??? The food. And talking. We are women, its what we do! Nothing wrong with that :) 

We kind of forgot to take pictures till halfway through the present opening portion, but here are a few shots we did get (Sorry for the glare, I just happened to be sitting right in front of a window!):

I am really blessed and got so many wonderful and thoughtful gifts to help me get ready for this little guy!

I got quite a bit of cloth diapering stuff!!! 

Bella can tell you how soft those little diapers are! What a lucky bum my little boy has :)

Ellie, my adorable niece decided to take over as photographer... 

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Some pictures we took afterwards... 
I sure am grateful to have such a wonderful and supportive mommy!

Love these ladies! 
37 weeks :)

I am so grateful for all of the wonderful friends and family that came together to celebrate my sweet little boy! Ryan and I really appreciate all of the love and support we have received and the beautiful gifts we have been given to help us prepare for our son's arrival!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

A Day Just For Us

June 3, 2011 my life changed. This is the day that Ryan and I were married. One year ago, last Sunday. Its strange, this feeling. It seems like we have been in love forever. I know very well that it has not been eternity, but that is what I have to look forward to. And then at the same time, I can't believe how fast time has flown by. 

It seems to me, that Ryan and I celebrate our love and our marriage every single day. Of course, we are not perfect! But we try to make the most of the time that we get to spend together each day. Plus we are not really the best plan-ahead-ers! So... there were not extravagant gifts exchanged and romantic surprises. Instead, the night before our anniversary, at about 10:30 we ran to the store so as to avoid starvation and/or breaking the Sabbath! 

After church, on our wonderful day, we went home and here is what we did::: 

Ryan pulled my throne into the kitchen so that while he prepared our delicious meal, I could comfortably sit and supervise.

My adorable husband... sampling is such an important part of cooking don't ya know!

On the menu: Chicken tacos... the rolled and fried and completely amazing kind!

Made complete with rice, beans, tortilla chips and various dips and salsas! 

We piled my many pillows up against the wall in order to create our movie-ready dinner in bed! 

I'm huge and what you can't tell is that my shirt definitely does not cover this gigantic belly! 
We spent the day watching Titanic, which you may or may not know has been a craving of mine for quite some time, and just hanging out. Playing the Wii, I totally dominated at Mario Party! And enjoying an entire day with nothing to do but be together. It seems like, with work and school and church and so many other things going on, the time that Ryan and I have to ourselves is very limited. In a crazy world full of to-do lists and busyness, this day was perfect.

I am so grateful to have this incredible man by my side. I love that for the rest of eternity I get to call him mine.