{Making a Home} Downstairs Demo

moving is a beast. we have too many things. moving makes me want to give my stuff away. with that said, our move is over. we have cleaned and turned our keys in to the rental and are now in new house redecorating mode. we don't have too many projects. our house is in nice shape. it's only 12 years old. we matt already took care of all the leaky facets and toilets and now it's time for the fun stuff.  the first thing to go is this corner built in - circa 2000. i'm sure it was lovely in it's time. with-in a few hours it was gone. matt kept sending me update pictures at work. love it! we were pleasantly surprised to see carpet and dry wall already in place...and best of all an outlet! we matt wont have to rewire anything! yeah! i'll post pictures of the finished project when it comes. 

look at how big this room is now!

next to go: carpet and super ugly tile

Happy Halloween!

Happy Birthday Emmie Grace!

My baby is 5 today. Oh, I love her so. 

Jack Pickle

Emmie has taken it upon herself to name her unborn brother, Jack. One day on the drive to school I was trying to tell her that Mommy and Daddy may not end up naming him that and she got very sad so to try and cheer her up this is the conversation we had:

Me: Well, I don't know. Daddy and I like lots of names it's hard to choose.
Emmie: I stink (think) he should be Jack.
Me: We will keep it on the list, how 'bout that?
Emmie: Well, I will call him Jack forever and ever.
Me: Even if Daddy and I call him something else?
Emmie: yep.
Me: That might be weird.
Emmie: Nope, no it wont.
Me: Okay. Well, if you like Jack so much, have you thought about any nicknames? (Emmie loves nicknames)
Emmie: hummmmm....let me stink about it.

A minute goes by.........

Me: you got anything?
Emmie: I'm still stinking!!!!

Another minute..........

Me: anything?
Emmie: I think we should call him "Jack Pickle"
Me:perfect.

hahahahahahahhahahaaaaaa!

"i am in escrow"

i am in escrow! we are happy to announce that there is a 99% chance that we will be closing on our house oct. 16th! it all happened very fast. we started looking and within 5 days we found a house and the bank accepted the offer. we had our last saturday and all looks good...you know minor this and that but over all it was good! we are super thrilled! now we are just trying not to get scarred off by all the horror stories people keep telling us about how "so and so" lost there house last minute and blah blah blah. i guess there is a chance something will happen but i don't want to think about it. this house is perfect and in three weeks it will be ours... and if something does happen then it's out of our control. now to think of paint color and tile choices... 

oh, and did i mention that matt totally knows the previous owners? small world. we saw their names on the tax records. funny, right? 

and for your viewing enjoyment...i can't say of the word "escrow" without thinking of this: enjoy!

the escrow part of the clip is 45 seconds in...oh gilmore girls - how i miss you...

Snips and Snails...

snips and snails and puppy dog tails! looks like the men will soon be out numbering the ladies in the coleman household!

to commemorate the event we i planned a "gender reveal" party. who doesn't love a good party? cookies, cake, balloons, streamers, family, friends, what's not to love?

on the morning of the event we had our "big ultrasound". we told the ultrasound tech about the party and that we needed to know the sex but we didn't want to find out until the party. (so.much.fun) i gave the tech a small envelope and while we covered our eyes she took a good look at "the goods" and wrote on the small card and sealed it.  she was such a good sport. she also included a "proof" picture and little man was not shy. he is definitely a he. after the ultrasound i passed off the envelope to my sister who made the cake and did an amazing job at keeping it a secret all day! kudos to ceri!

now the question you ask is, "did you want a boy?" and really, what difference does it make what i want? you get what you get and you don't throw a fit! i not so secretly wanted a girl. a little mini me to dress up and ruffle. i had big plans on slapping a big and beautiful headband on her inevitably bald head from the first second she was born. emmie never played along with my dress up plans, i kind of wanted a second chance....i even had a name. oh well. not that i'm at all disappointed in getting a boy. boys make life easy. they are just not as fun to dress up. and i just keep thinking, "this just means one less wedding to pay for!"

yeah for a boy! and yeah for fun parties and friends to share the news with! i highly recommend the whole "gender reveal party" thing it was a little longer to wait and my sister did know the gender of my baby before me...but hey, it's my third...and i already have one of each...what's a few more hours?

It's my 10 year reunion this weekend....

Crazy how time flies, right? When I was in High School 10 years seemed like FOREVER away. Oh my, I would be 28! eek! SO OLD you know. HA! Well now that it's here I don't feel that old. I'm pretty amazed at how much I was able to accomplish in 10 years and am pretty happy with how everything has been turning out for me.  I've had some really awesome experiences and have met some really amazing people.  It makes me excited for the next 10!... Oh, and I don't think 28 is old any more. Please... I'm a spring chick!

Now for a good question. Am I going to my reunion? No. BUT it's not because I didn't make a good effort.  I really did. I was going to go to parts of it...dinner, football game, family picnic. But fate stepped in and other obligations pushed it to the back burner.  I'm pretty sure that whoever I'd like to get in touch with I can (and I seriously should). I'm a little bummed...but whatever. There is always Facebook!

And now to reminisce a bit...

 Spring General Conference in Utah with these ladies

Junior Year Choir Tour with these Ladies

 Senior Year Choir Tour

 Summer Break with my BFF!

 7 Brides for 7 Brothers...what year was that? Sophomore?

And how can I not share these gems? Enjoy!

9am at the beach

Why have we never thought to go to the beach in the morning before? It was perfect and hardly anyone was there...even on LABOR DAY. bizarre.

The boys splashed

Sand castles were built

Love birds canoodled

Happiness was had

...and pictures were taken

 And that's the last we will see of the ocean until next year. sad. I miss it already.

We Love to See The Temple

Every time we are in San Diego we try to visit the Temple. The day couldn't have been more beautiful!

I am so grateful for temples and the promise of eternal families.

The first step is admitting it....

I found this list on Pintrest today...I'm currently on my lunch break {sigh} but I thought I would post it.  Since writing about feeling withdraws from running I have made a goal to start running more...because, honestly in the last 2 weeks I have not run at all! And I don't even have the sick excuse to use! So I thought maybe by admitting it this would be the first step to getting back on track.

Enjoy the list... I crossed out a few that don't apply to me : )

1. I run to be alone.I run to leave my troubles behind.
2. I run to move forward.
3. I run to be with others.
4. I run to push myself to my limits.
5. I run to test myself.
6. I run to compete with others.
7. I run to compete against myself.
8. I run to think about everything.
9. I run to think about nothing.
10. I run to listen to my heart.         uhhh....not really
11. I run to listen to my thoughts.
12. I run to listen to my music.  Harry Potter
13. I run to listen to the quiet.
14. I run to take in the scenery.
15. I run to explore a new city.
16. I run to work out wherever I am.
17. I run to get from point A to B.  not get fat.
18. I run to save on gas.  not get fat
19. I run to just get out and go.
20. I run to break in my shoes.
21. I run to buy new shoes.
22. I run to salute the sun.  not get fat
23. I run to be in nature.
24. I run to have a routine.
25. I run to be spontaneous.
26. I run to breathe.
27. I run to relax.
28. I run to energize.
29. I run to reach new goals.
30. I run to reach new heights.
31. I run to reach new distances.
32. I run to get sweaty.
33. I run to become breathless.
34. I run to get vitamin D.
35. I run to manage my weight. (yah, not get fat)
36. I run to enjoy that dessert
37. I run to be fit.
38. I run to be healthy.
39. I run to have great legs.
40. I run to have great lungs.
41. I run to be faster.
42. I run to be stronger.
43. I run to get better.
44. I run to escape.
45. I run to be present.
46. I run to be mindful.
47. I run to be a better athlete.
48. I run to be a better person.
49. I run to feel alive.

I run because I can. And as long as I can run, I will.

(Source)

bumpdate

Every pregnancy I've wanted to blog and archive the whole experience, but it just has never seemed to happen.  So this time around I hope to do better. I make no promises.  

So this is me and the bump. 

hi!

It's a rather big bump for the given amount of weeks.  All I can make of it is that now my body knows exactly what to do third time around.  I seriously had the ultrasound lady check for two.  but alas, only one...the rest is all me. 

With that being said, I've broken out the maternity clothes. {sigh} I love stretchy pants!

The past week or so I've been feeling great! Every once and a while I'll get a good nausea wave but then I'll go to bed and wake up all better. yeah!

I'm pretty positive I've felt the baby move a few times. I love it! Can't wait for the movements to get stronger!

and here's another angle just for good measure...

Lazy Saturday

Nothing is better than a nice, lazy Saturday Morning!

Prime snuggled om our bed and watched some Disney Junior on the iPhone (his favorite app)

We made a HUGE batch of pancakes. I used THIS recipe. Read the instructions carefully. You're only suppose to use a 6th of the dry mix...I accidentally used ALL of it...oops. But they were sure yummy!

And Emmie entertained us

It's was a wonderful morning!

Withdrawals

I miss running.

Okay, okay...I'm still running but it's not the same. 

I've gotten slow

And it's too hot so I'm chained to my treadmill - blech.

I miss my running buddies.

Here's a look back at better times.  My last race.

Coronado's Independence Day 5K & 15K

It was beautiful.

I was 7 weeks pregnant and super sick...but you wouldn't know it from the pictures right?

Ceri and John ran the 5K while I did the 15K

It was the most perfect day which made me kind of forget how sick I was...kind of.

I kept a nice, steady 10min/mile pace for 7 miles.

...then I ate some caffeinated gummies.

I kicked into high gear and passed 70 people in the last 2 miles!

WHOOOOOOOT

So. much. fun. 

Last year this was my first race. I reminisced a lot on the course. I would have never thought at the time that that one race would have been the spring board all the rest.  And at the time I laughed at the thought of doing a WHOLE marathon. Oh how things change.

 John, Ceri, and I post race

 Making some "kills" in the last 2 miles

 Sprinting to the finish

{sigh}

I love a good race

Oh and just for record keeping, here are my stats:

1188 people ran in the 15K that day.

Place/Name/bib#/age/div/sex/city/time/avg.pace

742 ELYSE COLEMAN         346  28  66/130    F Gilbert         1:28:26  9:30

Yes, it's true!

Number 3 is on the way! Due Feb. 20, 2013

I can't begin to express how grateful I am that the first trimester is over.

It was terrible. I've never experienced anything like it. UGH! I have a new found appreciation for women who go EVERY pregnancy or their ENTIRE pregnancy feeling so terrible.  I never actually threw up but on most days I wish I could have. Maybe it would have brought some relief. I don't know. 90% of my day for 10 solid weeks was spent feeling car/motion sick and NOTHING helped.  

Everything went out the window. Clean house? Gone. Home cooked dinner? Gone. Clean clothes? Thank goodness for Matthew. Blogging? Ha! don't make me laugh.  

I turned into a monster. A person I didn't know existed in me. 

It was so bad...for a while the only thing that sounded appetizing was Taco Bell. And I ate it 2 times a day on most days for a good month. Don't judge me.

After a few weeks of giving into the monster/sloth within, I got tired of being "that person" and got pretty good at putting on a happy face and tried out the whole, "fake it till you make it" attitude. It worked...sort of...It may have made me look happier, but I wasn't about to cook dinner...

I have tried to keep my running up. It hasn't been easy. I ran a 15K on the 4th of July. I was 7 weeks and fully feeling green.  But I did it. I'm glad I did. 

From all of this I realized (well, I already knew this...but it reinforced) that my husband is the greatest.  Matt put up with all of it and picked up so much ALL of my slack. 

Thankfully the week 12 mark has taken over and little by little I've been feeling more myself. This is the first week in MONTHS that I've cooked dinner for my family. Yeah!

So here's hoping for a better 2nd and 3rd trimester - They've gotta be better than the first.

Oh, and in case you were wondering...there's only one in there. I made sure the ultrasound lady took a real good look!