on my mind...

I feel like I have a baZillion things going through my head lately.
Not really bad, or good, just a lot.
I write a lot about Trey {who, by the way, has started going into his room when he's tired, grabbing his blanket out of his crib and saying "sh sh sh"- so cute!}
And I feel like I do a pretty good job of keeping up with our family's comings and goings. You're welcome future posterity- because that is one of my main reasons for blogging.
But sometimes I forget to just write about me.
So if you care to know more about Amy Wilde- read on.

{here's a few of things taking up my brain space...and keeping me up at night}

I am so happy I am a mother. Being married teaches me a lot about being more selfless and putting Brock's needs above my own- but, being a mom not only teaches, but sometimes forces me into learning lessons about sacrificing and the meaning of unconditional love. The simplest way to say it is, I absolutely love being a mom. Love, love, love it. I am beyond excited for my ultrasound tomorrow. I already love this little kicking baby so much, I can't wait to see him/her again and I really, really, really want to find out if it is a him or her.

I am so grateful for our little apartment, that we have a car, and that we have groceries in the fridge. Such simple things, but things that so many people don't have. I feel so blessed that I can be at home with Trey, and that Brock can go to school. We were laying in bed the other night, making plans for Christmas holidays which led us to talking about next semester and eventually talking about all the different places we could be in the next 5 years. It is fun {and crazy} to think about all the options. I'm excited for the future. I love Brock so much. He works so hard in school. I was going to say I don't know how he maintains a 4.0, but I do know how: he is so obedient, and I know he wouldn't say he is, but he is amazing at prioritizing  He is our ward mission leader, it keeps him busy, but he never complains. He has to sacrifice study time a lot in order for me to fulfill my callings and he makes being with Trey and I a very important part of his busy day. He has often times gotten up in the wee hours of a Monday morning to study for a test, so that Sunday remains a sacred and special day. I bug him all the time, that there is no way he is getting the marks he has on his own- we laugh, but it is true. How did I get so lucky to have him for my husband?!

I was called as the Relief Society secretary in May {I think?} and I have loved it. I love the ladies I serve with- I really, truly do. I feel like I have been able to become more confident in getting to know new people. I have learned to listen more to the promptings about who and how to serve. And being pushed out of my comfort zone has given me so many great experiences- visiting women I wouldn't have otherwise, and really talking about their lives has confirmed to me over and over, that we really are all the same. We all have fears and trials, and we all have goals and dreams, and most importantly we are all children of God.
And I am sllllowly conquering my fear of calling people. Yay for me!

In October {when it started getting cold} I was getting really tired of going to the grocery store like every other day for something that I needed to make dinner. So I made a meal plan for 3 months- yes, I may have gone a little crazy. I planned up to the 20th of December which is when we head to Alberta for Christmas. I will never go back to no meals plans! I picked all the different recipes I wanted to make, listed all the ingredients for each, then I divided that into "perishable" and "non-perishable" and then made my shopping lists. I did one HUGE trip to Costco and then every other Monday Trey and I do a small trip to Superstore for the "perishable items" it has been so wonderful to not have to think about what to make everyday, I just look at the calender.

I want a dog so bad. Brock and I both love dogs. And Trey seems to have inherited that trait. When he is upset a sure way to cheer him up is to "google" pictures of dogs. He sits and squeals while we scroll through all the pictures, saying "dog, dog, dog" over and over. I wish we could have pet's in our building! One day it will happen, and maybe by then Trey will be big enough to clean up after it!

I am addicted to pickles. I hate how cliche it is- but there is no denying that this pregnant girl is a little bit crazy for them. I ate a whole jar in two days. Between them and Christmas oranges I have had a permanent canker in my mouth since September.

I am excited/nervous/sad/worried about our first trip away from Trey. It doesn't seem crazy, except when I say it out loud- I have never spent more that 6 hours away from Trey at once {5 out of those he was sleeping}. Is that weird? Mom's give me some feed back here. Brock and I are going away for a few days over Christmas for our first "mom and dad only" vacation. We figured we better get one in before baby #2 shows up :) I know he will be more than fine, {he is staying at my parents, and with 4 aunties around I know he will be nothing but smothered} but I am already sad thinking about leaving him. Extra cuddles before and after our trip will have to fill the void from the 3 days apart. Okay I have to stop thinking about it, I'm starting to cry.

and on that note, I think that's enough for one night.

{everyone cross their fingers and toes that this baby decides to "reveal" themselves tomorrow!}