Five on Friday - {Week 29}

{ONE:}

My friend's husband, David, came over last Saturday and spend most of the morning and half the afternoon with Matt working on our boat.... and wouldn't you know it.... they got the daggum thing started and running!! It was one of the happiest sounds hearing that motor roar to life - between my husband beaming with excitement and David taking a sigh of relief, I felt so happy for them. David suggested we take it out to Lake Lowell with them so in case something happens, they can be there to tow us back in. I'm all for that since David is a mechanic and has worked on boats quite a bit, he would be the right person to have around in case something does happen. Zeplin, of course, will not be on the boat with us when we take it on it's maiden voyage and to be honest, I don't know if I want to be on it either. This boat has been my nightmare and I think it's about time we sell it already.


{TWO:}
Tasha flew to Boise last weekend and I got to spend some time with her on Friday and Saturday night. I offered to pick her up from the airport when she text me Friday morning but for some reason I thought she was coming Saturday at noon.
At 12:20, Friday afternoon, she texts, “I'm here!” I immediately yelled WTF and rushed around the house trying to clothe myself and Zeplin so we could get out the door to pick her up. I admitted that my mind calculated her coming Saturday but fortunately, I only live 10-15 minutes from the airport so she didn't have to wait too long.

We grabbed some lunch and headed over to Tyree's house to see her & her new little baby boy, Crosby. Tyree just has the cutest little ones - they look just like her and their daddy. Tasha got to cuddle little Crosby to sleep while Zeplin played with Miles and we all just talked. It was such a relaxing afternoon.

Saturday afternoon, Tasha text me that I was invited to dinner for Nichelle's bachelorette party that night at the Matador. I had never been there before so I was super excited! But I spent most of the day throwing up so by the time I was supposed to leave, I wasn't sure if I was going to make it.

I threw on some clothes and attempted to make it happen and I'm so glad I did. It was nice to get out of the house and do something with some friends. I only knew Nichelle (the bride to be) and Tasha but all the other ladies there were so funny and great company.

3 hours later (Yes, we sat in our booth - eating and laughing - for 3 whole hours), I finally looked at my phone to see that it was past 11pm. I gave my friends hugs and headed home.

Even though the trip was short, I'm so happy I got to see Tasha!


{THREE:}
I posted this story on Instagram and the outpour of love and support from my love ones was through the roof.

Yesterday afternoon, Zeplin locked himself in my car with my keys and phone inside. It was maybe 85 degrees out. I tried, patiently, to coax him into opening the door when a family walked by and I asked to use their phone, calling 911. Swarms of people started to surround my car, only causing Zeplin to hyperventilate and sob uncontrollably. By then I lost my cool and started to cry with him. People were offering assistance... Bringing cookies to coax Z, hangers, and even a screw driver in an attempt to open the door. The kind woman who let me use her phone, called a lock smith. I kept my face close to the window, still crying and trying get Z to calm down.
Eventually to cops came. The officer was kind and put his arm on my shoulder, to offer some support and share that all he can do is break the window. Fortunately the locksmith arrived and in 5 seconds, my door was open and Zeplin was safely in my arms.
One of the kindest gestures I noticed through my emotions was the officer coming up behind Zeplin and placing his hand on his neck and head to feel his temperature then gesturing to me that everything was going to be ok. By then everyone had left, the faces in the shopping windows were all but gone and I was left holding my shaking baby and paying a $45 bill to the wonderful locksmith - a bill I was willing to pay a thousand times over!

Once we were both in the car and done crying, the embarrassment crept up and I realized I was THAT mom. I sat in my car feeling humbled, thankful, and empathetic. It was literally a second from the time I shut my door to get Zeplin - to him locking the doors on me.
He is safe and I'm forever thankful for the kindness shown to me during that difficult time. #zeplinjunior#mommyandZ #boisepolice #kindnessgoesalongway

To be honest, I was soooo distraught. I think a lot had to do with my hormones, the fact that I felt like I couldn't do anything about the situation, and there were so many people around which scared my son.  Although I understood their desire to be helpful, it was so overwhelming. I turned to one of the ladies and apologized for crying, explaining that I was pregnant so my emotions are obviously heightened. She hugged me, a gesture that I would have shy'd away from but was so comforting right then. 

It brought a new understanding to all these horrible stories about children being left in cars. Obviously my story is different because Zeplin wasn't left, he locked the door when I was walking around the car to get him out.

This video is long and definitely a good video. It's sad. It's scary.


{FOUR:}
My parents made it home from Georgia and Utah on Monday and we were so happy to see them. Zeplin went running out to them when they pulled up to our house! He couldn't wait to show them all his new toys and his new club house. We fixed them dinner and chatted about their travels. They didn't stay for long because they were exhausted, but as I said before, we missed them immensely and were so happy to see them!!

We didn't get to see my parents again until last night when my sister Melissa & family made the drive from Utah to Idaho for their family vacation. We finally got to see them when they came to my softball game that night.

But first, we needed another girl for our game so Hailee met us at our house and asked if she could take Zeplin out for ice cream. We dropped them off then took ourselves out for a little date too.


Just before the game, Melissa and family showed up with my mom. They sat in the bleachers and cheered us on.
It was a rough game for me for some reason. I was uber dizzy and nauseas but was quite busy playing 1st. We even had a double play that forced me to do the splits to make sure we got the 2nd out. Overtime I have to stretch out to get a ball makes me realize that I'm not as young and limber as I used to be. That stretch actually really hurt. Boo.
Hailee's whole family was there to watch and asked Matt if he knew that his wife could do the splits, he replied, “Yes, but for some reason she only does it playing softball.” I could hear my sister cheering and the other team all amazed. (Sorry I'm sharing this.... It's just nice that even though I'm overweight and pregnant, I can still play.)

Other situations that were funny is when I almost got plowed over by a 300+ pound man running to second. He grabbed into my sides and held me up as we slowed ourselves down. Around the end of the game, one of my teammates made a bad throw and it went past me, as I was running for it, my foot got caught on a divit in the grass and I fell down. Being pregnant, everyone was concerned but I just laughed it off. I was so dizzy and a little overworked but I didn't want to share that with everyone.

We ended up winning the game which means we are in the Championship game on Tuesday! So excited!! Hopefully we can win another trophy. Two years ago when we won, we gave the trophy to the 2nd baseman's girls and this year it's going to Zeplin.


{FIVE:}
How far along? 8 Weeks. Baby is the size of a Raspberry.
Total weight gain/loss: As of today, -3 from throwing up so much earlier in the week. 
Maternity clothes? Occasionally when I'm at home. I like how easy they slip on and how they don't press against my tummy
Stretch marks? Yup

Sleep: Horrid at night. And I learned I can't take melatonin. But I've been getting a good hour or more nap each day with Zeplin.
Best moment this week: Every day that I still feel pregnant is a good day. And my doctor finally got me some anti nausea meds. I threw up for 3 days straight... it was worse than the flu.
Movement: Nope
Food cravings: Not really.. Carbs are about all that I can keep down. Ooh, wait, I'm in love with Orange Juice!
Anything making you queasy or sick: Everything. I throw up every single morning regardless of eating something before getting out of bed or not. I was not this sick with Zeplin.
Have you started to show yet: Nope.
Gender prediction: Girl. Everything feels different.
Labor Signs: Nope
Belly Button in or out? IN 
Happy or Moody most of the time: Pretty happy. Except for when I'm sick. Then I get a little emo. 
Weekly Wisdom: Just throw up! Don't hold it back - you will feel so much better.
Milestones: Still feeling pregnant! Only 1 month until my 2nd Trimester.


Krystle text me that she was excited to see me pregnant and said that I was probably a cute pregnant person. I laughed and said, “Well, if you consider a baby elephant cute then yes, I guess I'm a cute pregnant person.”