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Bridget Jude Millar

Friday September 23, 2011

3:27pm

7lbs. 15oz

20 1/2 inches

Bridget is officially a week old, can you believe it? 

Me either... she needs to stop growing. 

Trevor comes home from work everyday and says "she's bigger" 

and he is right.

It's bitter sweet.

Our first picture as a family of three:

 

I am in the process of writing Bridget's birth story if you are interested. 

It's a good one. 

Very exciting.

Stay tuned.

Dear Bridget,

You know what's silly?

I haven't given any thought to how big you will be when you are born.

But then today a girl I work with had her baby and he was over 10lbs.

I guess you can be 10lbs if you want.... or you can be 7lbs.

How's your head?

I feel a little bad for you when I go to the bathroom because I have to lean over to make sure my bladder fully empties.

I imagine it's like I am stealing your pillow, that's the worst, sometimes I steal your daddy's pillow in the middle of the night.

Not on purpose.

But then he just gets another one instead of waking me up. 

He's nice like that.

We pretty much talk about you all the time, you are our best friend.

But here we are down to hours, whether it's 24 hours or 200 hours from now... I'll be seeing you.

I love you.

Love,

Mom

**I would like some advice. What is the last thing you did / wish you had done / or will do before you have/had your baby as a "this-is-our-last-date-without-kids-ever" date?

Hi

I'm still pregnant. 

One week until the "guess date" but we will see when she decides to make an appearance. 

Here are the gritty details from my appointment on Tuesday:

(I figure it's not like I am putting this on facebook so you don't have a choice to know what my lady parts are doing, you chose to come to my blog and now you get to know all about my cervix)

*dilated to a 2

*60% effaced

*-1 station

There you have it.

She could come tonight

or 

I could be like this for weeks.

I had no idea

Do you remember a while ago when I wrote a post about nesting?

Boy was I kidding myself when I thought I was nesting.

Nesting = Crazy Lady

I may have mentioned spiders in the past but I would like to reiterate that we get A LOT of spiders in our house.

We kill 1-2 spiders per day and that is in the Summer... spiders decide to take up residence inside when the temperatures cool down.

Nesting = Realistic

So this weekend I had a freak out moment about hobo spiders biting my newborn baby

Nesting = Paranoid

I headed to IFA and bought the expensive poison; all the lady needed to say was "professionals" and I laid my card on the table.

Nesting = Professional

We then emptied each room completely to spray every crook and cranny.

(Don't worry, I didn't touch the spray and I even made Trevor wear long pants and sleaves, a hat, gloves, and a respirator)

Nesting = Thorough

Of our 700 sq ft house we only got our room and Bridget's room done.

So I told Bridget she couldn't come until we were done spraying / cleaning the house.

Nesting = Controling

Bridget decided to prove to mom that I have no control so Saturday she "dropped" (decended into my pelvis) and Sunday was full of pre-labor surges.

I quickly appologized and told her I was ready whenever she was.

Nesting = Remembering What's Really Important

Today we are back to normal so I will continue on with the bathroom.

18 days??

18 days is a hobble, shuffle, and a limp away!

Do you realize 18 days is really only 2.5 weeks?

You should see my schedule for the next 2.5 weeks... everyday is chucked full!

At work I assist the international and marketing departments, next week is my company's global convention.

Global = international and Convention = Marketing

I have been a bit busy.

But so has everyone, it's nice to be with fellow headless chickens.

Maybe that's part of the reason I want Bridget to come in October... things will have slowed down a bit.

But then I was talking to my mom and sisters and of the combined 17 kids they have birthed not one child went over their due date.

I, in fact, was born on my due date.

If genetics are correct I don't think I can talk this little lady in staying an extra week.

On a different note, I made this dress this last weekend:

You can't see it very well but it's pretty cute.
I will have to post pics of the entire dress later.

I have mentioned before that I really don't fit anything anymore so when my mom and sisters took a trip to California a couple weeks ago to the fabric district I told them to pick me up something good.
We got together last weekend and sewed our little hearts out. I will dedicate an entire post to the sewing, they made some awesome stuff!

Mine is one of those t-shirt dresses & inspired by:
http://doityourselfdivas.blogspot.com/2011/04/diy-perfect-maternity-dress.html
Super easy.
Can't wait to make more.

Fashion Advice: How to Thriftstore

So yesterday I told you that today you would get to hear all about my best thrift store find.

Are you excited?

Seriously prepare yourself to be jealous.

Here's how it went down.

I went to school at BYU-Idaho, let's be honest there isn't a whole lot to do in the small town of Rexburg. Which was actually perfect because we learned to make our own fun.

We would attend a lot of the activities the school put on, it was a tradition every couple of semesters to have a "D.I. Dance"

D.I.aka Deseret Industries. (Basically "Good Will")

Lizzy (roommate / bff) and I loved dances.

We would go to workout.

Really, we would.

We would get in our sweats and go down to the local club (Club Stratta) and dance so hard we would drip sweat.

TMI?

Maybe we did it for the attention? While everyone else was bumping and grinding those watching us would get to experience our best '80's aerobics moves.

BUT D.I. dances were the favorite, always the perfect excuse to go shopping at D.I.

So this particular time we went to the Idaho Falls D.I. because it's not nearly as picked over as the Rexburg one. Once inside we divided to conquer, about 15 minutes later we met up in the middle to show off our spoils.

As she is showing me some incredible lycra pants I say "I think I have those in Blue."

Then it hit me, a sad sad realization:

 I already own everything D.I. has to offer!

Totally dejected we start to leave thinking we will just have to put something together from the 5 bins of costumes we had in our storage.

But then something catches my eye...

I see some rubber boots hanging behind a bunch of flannel shirts.

As we get closer and peel back all the lumberjack wear we unveil one of the most amazing ensembles I have ever seen!

FISHING WADERS!

At this point in my life I actually had never been fishing but it doesn't take an expert to know it's always a good idea to have fishing waders.

We took them off the hook and right then and there slipped them over our clothes.... perfect fit!

We wore them up to the cash register where we paid $15 for our priceless finds.

As we were leaving an older gentleman says to me, "You are going to need to get a belt for those waders, you get any water in them they will anchor you to the floor of the crick."

Noted. "Oh, thanks."

Look at the utter joy on that face.

 Here we are at the dance... sweating our guts out in the rubber suits.

 Then of course I needed to test them out in the hot tub to see if they would anchor me to the ground.

Proud to say my $15 waders had no holes.

AND they made my hot tub experience more enjoyable.

Is it a Problem?

I have a problem.

I love to dress up.

Not just on Halloween.

Thrift stores are my weakness.

Here is a small sampling of my obsession:

(most all of the clothing worn in the pictures below are currently in my closet)



 Tomorrow I will tell you about my best thrift store find...

What is it going to take to Survive?

So I have seen a few episodes of Man vs. Wild.

But you know what?

 Of all the things Bear Grylls has taken on with his knife and survival knowledge there is one thing we have never seen...

I for one would like an episode of:

Man VS Baby

I know he can drink his own urine no problem but I am pretty sure the survival tool he would realize he needs quickly is not duct tape...

It would most definitely be the:

  I need to stop here and say a MAJOR THANK YOU to JEMAICA SALMON. She has provided a way in which I will be able to sustain my own life in the coming months.

What do you do when you have the object of your desire?

You have a photo shoot.

Thank you Tyra I think I really got the fierce eyes down... too bad it comes with the puckered lips. 







You can never go wrong with the Shania pose