Affairs and fanny packs.

I figure I'll do an official announcement on here...
I'm Pregnant! I'll be 10 weeks on Sunday! Phill and I are really stoked about our little gummybear making it's way into this world. We are nervous and stressed beyond belief, but we know it's going to be such a blessing. I think it's going to be a girl, he thinks (wishes, prays, hopes) it's a boy so he'll have a little bud to pass down all his manly hobbies to. That way, I won't have to help skin or prepare deer meat. Uh, gag me. But, I will do it until our future future boy comes.
6 weeks...

Life has been good lately. My foot is healing well, and there is a nice scar starting to make it's ugly appearance all over my foot. I've been walking on my foot a lot (which I'm not supposed to be doing) and it's created kinda a bump of bone on the bottom of my foot.. not good. So, I'm going to be going into the doctor here pretty soon to get that checked out to make sure everything is okay. I would absolutely die if I ruined my foot to the point where running will never be the same.
Curse motorcycles, and having fun.

I really have to say that Phill and I have been blessed beyond measure lately. I can't even begin to explain it. We got the bill(s) for my lovely ER foot trip and about peed ourselves. Close to $2000 that we did not have in spare change.  I didn't have health insurance at the time (mind you, it kicked in 3 days after the incident. Great timing, huh?) so the bill was outrageous. We were devastated about it, and on top of that were trying to figure out how we were ever going to pay my pregnancy bills on top of every other expense. We prayed and prayed for help and guidance and that Phill's hours at work will increase, and I'll be able to go back to work soon to help out.

Lo and behold, I find out about financial assistance through the hospital. I signed up.. and on my birthday I found out that we were accepted and the hospital waived the entire bill for us. I cried right there (okay, okay it doesn't help that I'm hormonal). It was such an amazing gift from the Lord on the day! It was such a boulder lifted from both of our shoulders...

Now, in August, Phill and I tried signing up for OHP (it's a state insurance plan specifically for pregnant women and people that especially need it. We didn't get accepted at first, but we figured the blessing of having our hospital debt forgiven was blessing enough.. FALSE! A couple days later I get a call from Katie and she says.. you know Alise I was taking a second look at your file, and we have reconsidered your application. I would love to inform you that you have been accepted into the OHP program. I just about died with happiness right there! I just got my insurance card and everything in the mail a couple days ago. I was accepted for the OHP plus, which covers absolutely everything medical and dental for me during my pregnancy and 2 months after.. and covers our baby for a whole year. Wow. I'm so grateful... I can't even express how much that strengthened my testimony. We had been pleading for help and guidance for us to know how to handle our finances to be able to handle so many things at once. God didn't give us a million dollars, but He certainly did enough through little things. <3

I have gone back to work.. finally.. it's really hard being there because my foot is constantly in pain now. I walk around a lot at work. My heel is black and blue from putting all my weight on it on hard floors as I walk (Yes, you are right. I'm sporting the sexy one-shoe look at the moment and trying to set a trend. Come on now, people. You know it's cool). I've stubbed my broken bones about a million and a half times and I even had a customer (300 pounds costumer at that) step on it. That can't be good for the healing process.. I'm enjoying being with my friends at work again. I was starting to get a little lonely.. just laying on my back with my foot up... for 3 or 4 weeks straight. Movies seemed less appealing to me. I have no internet. Nothing to do... but lay there... So being mobile again is fabulous. I can't get enough of it!... well, until my heel turns black and blue, and i can't walk on it anymore. Good thing I have an amazing husband that is not grossed out by the disgusting appearance of the current state of my foot, and will rub it for me. :)

Twin and myself turned 20. Lovely lovely. Now, people can't be too disgruntled and think I belong on the MTV show- 16 and pregnant. Psht. Forget it. It was hard for me! I'm used to my sisters putting up happy birthday signs all over my door. Have my parents come and sing to me.. my dad making french toast for us and having a delicious mama home-made dinner of mine (and Dereks) choice. Oh, delish. I didn't see my husband all day, which was so sad. But, he did set up a surprise dinner with family and friends for me the day before <3 His mom made my moms famous spaghetti sauce that I wanted so badly. It was wonderful. Thank you Wendy!

Pregnancy is going well. I'm missing my family like crazy. I crave them all the time.. along with MILK, thai food, nachos, chicken broth and Olive garden. I wish so badly that I could just pack up and go see them for the weekend. Too bad gas costs and arm and a leg.. and I would probably be frightened for the endurance capability of my awesome, 80s volvo. I'm starting to get fat. I get comments from people like- Oh.. you're rounding out. Nice. Just what a pregnant lady wants to hear- might as well just yell at me "hey obeseoid, you suck". It's become somewhat of a joke at work. This is how I remember it going...
"Hey, Alise are you wearing a fanny pack?" -Cameron
*look down, get confused* "What??" -Me
"Oh, nevermind it just looks like you're wearing a fannypack under your shirt" -Cameron
"DIE!" -Me

SAY WHAAAAAT?! It's all in fun in games though until someone touches my belly.. Lemme tell you.. unless you have permission, the belly is off limits. The only people that have permission would be my mother, mother-in-law, my husband when he's not poking at it, and my sisters (including Kelly). Ehem.. otherwise, ask first. I've had strangers touch it and I feel all invaded, and I have to go cry and rock in a corner for a while.

Anyways, I'm about 10 weeks now... 2 more weeks and I'm out of the horrid first trimester. & 10 weeks(ish) until we find out the sex!!! I'm so excited. Hopefully no more all day sickness and weird, stupid cravings, and maybe I'll actually start looking pregnant instead of just fat. Phill says I've gained no weight, but I beg to differ.. and he's just being nice. "It'll come right off when you have the baby, hunny". Yeah, it better! Baby weight.. I challenge you.

I love having pregnant friends. We went over to our friends, the Risenmays, last Sunday. Marie is 23 weeks pregnant I believe and we had fun bouncing off funny stories and cravings and such. I asked her questions, and we had a blast with it. It was so fun visiting with them! Plus, they know how to make a delicious dinner. Yummm. Granted, I DID make the salad ;) I know, I know. I should be on Top Chef.

Let's see.. Phill and I are figuring out all of our school plans (shout out to ma and pa). We are hoping to move to Utah here pretty soon (January most likely). That stresses me out with pregnancy. I'll be 6 months pregnant. No doctor is gonna wanna take me on there! Yikes.. Plus I think it's so much cooler saying  (for the baby) saying you were born in Oregon instead of Utah. Yuck. Oh well, I'm excited about it. We'll see how it all works out. Just dive in...

Anyways, there's an update. Phill wishes he was firefighting instead of working at Talecris. I wish I had a real job. We want a dog. We're excited for baby. I'm slacking in my womanly cleaning duties. We now have deer meat to last us a million and a half years. It's actually delicious when Phill cooks it. Please don't bring canned fish.. or fish in general-especially clams and crab (other than shrimp) near me. Or car oil, fruit, chocolate, squash, or tomato pastey stuff near me. ohhh yuck. We want iPhones. and internet, non-conflicting schedules and a million dollars. But as of now, we are very, very content with all our blessings we have. We both are having affairs and have a mutual understanding it's necessary for us. Him with his jeep, and me with sudoku.