Twilighted

Maybe it was because I went with girlfriends...maybe because it was my first night going anywhere without the baby...or maybe it was because I haven't had enough sleep for several nights in a row, but I really loved the movie Twilight. Most likely it was because I didn't drag my husband there and therefore didn't have to constantly look over at him as he took notes at all the cheesy lines with which he would rehearse to me afterward.

Sure the movie was cheesy and over the top, but so was the book, and they actually pulled it off much better than I expected. I loved the music, the look, the casting. I even loved Edward with his cherry chapstick lips and all. He did an amazing job of playing a part that is pretty much impossible to personify successfully.

The only person I wasn't pleased with was Victoria, even though her part was small in the film there is one short scene where she ruins it for me. I won't say what it was because I don't want to make those who haven't seen it notice it.

Everyone go and see this movie and tell me if you laughed at Jasper's face as much as I did. I just might have to go and see it again just for that reason (totally not to pretend that I am Bella).

More of Darwin

Since baby Darwin is pretty much all that consumes my days and nights, all I have is more pictures of him to post.
Brent is leaving for four residency interviews tomorrow so I am heading out to Vernal for the next eight days while he is gone. I am afraid that Brent will miss the baby too much. Afterall, he is going to be gone a sixth of his entire life by the time he gets back. I even caught him trying to pack Darwin into his luggage.

He likes to sleep like this.

This is what his hair looks like after we give him a bath. It's super curly, but dries straight.

He humors us with a half smile occasionally. Doesn't he look like a little old man?

Father and son at the Halloween party. If you are wondering what Brent is, he is a cat (his favorite animal).

Side profile of Dracula.

This picture makes me sad because he looks like he is stressed out because no one is taking care of him.

I wish that I could say that I will soon be posting more regular things and not just pictures of my baby but that would be lying. Maybe I will do something cool to blog about by Christmas. Until then prepare yourself for more of this...

Halloween

I stole this picture off of Brad and Maeve's blog because it is better than the ones we took of him. Darwin was our little Dracula for Halloween night. Unfortunately, he didn't win the baby contest, but maybe we can train him to work the crowd a little more next year.

2 Weeks and counting...

Darwin Andrew Bedke

Arrived @ 18:31 10/09/08
Weight: 7.3 lbs.
Length: 21 in.





Mommy and Baby are doing well.

As a side note, the father thought the yellow duck outfit was a bit feminine. Darwin agrees.

Pregnantism

Yesterday I discovered something really disturbing. It seems that when I go into McDonald's to get my ice cream cones they are significantly smaller versus when I go through the drive through. I think those teenagers behind the counter are judging me...

Trying to blog...

So I'm a bad blogger. Probably everyone has figured that out.

  So not much of anything too exciting besides waiting and getting ready for this baby to come.  The other night I had a dream that I gave birth to our little one.  He came out with clown make-up on his face and a red joker smile around his mouth.  Then he smiled this evil looking smile and I thought, 'Oh no, we have an evil child.' But I still thought he was really cute.

In July we had a family reunion at my parents new house.  It was really fun to have so many of my nieces and nephews around.  Here are some pictures from the reunion and our hay ride one evening on the farm.

My sister and I are due a day apart. She is having a girl and I am having a boy.

I wasn't kidding when I said that Brent really loves kittens.




Lately I seem to attract strange men to me who want to guess the sex of the baby. I've had four really weird guys come up to me and say things like, "Male or Female?" without saying anything else. Or tell me that they know I am having a girl. I think it must be a combination of the neighborhood we live in and riding Traxs. It's interesting how being pregnant automatically exposes you to strangers who feel it's their obligation to talk to you.