I'm probably going to start a little baby blog to document our little girl, so I'm not going to talk as much about pregnancy or whatnot today. I just want to vent about life. Sound good? Sweet.
So life has been crazy, as usual. We just got past midterms, and we both survived (hallelujah), so now it's just the home stretch to the end of the semester! There's only about a month to go and then we're free for at least a week, I think. Which means that's probably when all of our cleaning and laundry and shopping will get done, so it's not really a break, more just a change from one kind of busy to another. But in three and a half days Shaka Steel is going on tour to the Big Island!!! I'm super excited to get away from work and school for a few days and experience a different (and bigger) island. Although I'm realizing as I write this post that I'll probably have to take some biology homework with me to do at night.... shoots.
On a different note, I am coming to really love and feel connected to our ward. Bishop Kinghorn is such a loving and funny guy, and I'm starting to make really good friends with our neighbors and ward members. It took a while, but now that we're settled in and comfortable it just feels so nice. I'm already sad that we'll eventually have to leave when the baby gets older and bigger and it won't be practical to have her in our room anymore :( If only there was a two bedroom apartment in this ward! There are, however, lots of families having babies or graduating, so by the time we have to leave it won't really be the same ward we started with. Dang student wards.
I realized the other day that the longer I'm away from home, the more I turn into my mom. Even just little things like organizing the pantry, planning dinner lists, getting random bursts of "I need to change my home somehow let's deep clean the entire bedroom"... They're all things that I watched my mom do, even laughed sometimes when she would randomly rearrange the living room, but now I do the exact same things. It's somewhat refreshing and reassuring to know that I'll have at least some of her traits and tendencies as I journey into motherhood; she raised pretty awesome kids, if I do say so myself, and if I can do even a little bit like her, I think I'll do okay :)
