It's not often that I watch a video on youtube and am both laughing and crying, but when I went to The Piano Guys channel, that's what happened. I had already seen their Star Wars Parody, but my mom sent me the link to their youtube channel, and it is awesome! They are two guys who are very talented, but also produce something fun and uplifting too. (I think they could be LDS, what with the prominant wedding rings, and undershirt thing they've got going on, not to mention their love of Star Wars, but I'm completely guessing.)
Anyway, I'm including the link to their Charlie Brown (you know, the jazz soundtrack from all the TV specials?) "concert" at a retirement home. This video is the one that made me laugh and cry at the same time. Granted, a lot of it could be pregnancy hormones, but it's seriously so great.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tyPDQpel8bI&feature=relmfu
And I totally recommend this "Somewhere over the Rainbow/Simple Gifts" video as well. Oh, they're all awesome...go watch 'em all!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzF_y039slk&feature=channel
Here's my current, new (as of five minutes ago) favorite:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ry4BzonlVlw&feature=relmfu
And here's the one that started it all: Cello Wars!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BgAlQuqzl8o&feature=related
Ok, I just watched this Carol of the Bells video,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9GtPX6c_kg&feature=relmfu
and I'm almost positive that that's Gallivan Plaza in downtown Salt Lake, and they had another video faturing Alex Boye, from the Mormon Tab, so I'm calling it: LDS!!
Which just makes it all even more fun and awesome, no? :o)
I think I'm actually going to put my money where my mouth is, and get some of their stuff from itunes.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Maternity Pants are a Go
Well, I finally did it. I wasn't going to, but I did it.
I got my maternity clothes out of the attic, and into the closet, where they belong.
I was hoping to put it off a bit longer, but I realized the only one suffering was myself. Ok, granted, I could say that I was still wearing my normal jeans, but they kept sliding down under the bump, so that I had to constantly yank up my waistband, or cutting into my abdomen, which was incredibly uncomfortable.
I think that it was a little (!) bit of pride, because everyone kept saying that I didn't even look pregnant, and I don't look huge (I never do in the beginning), and so I wanted to keep that illusion up. But my deep-seated need for comfort above almost all else has come to the rescue.
I am 17 weeks along, which is the end of the 4th month, and I am seriously in my 2nd trimester now. As of this morning I weigh 147, which means that I've gained 5 lbs so far. According to the pregnancy weight tracker that I found online (thebabycorner.com, for anyone who's interested) that's at the low end of where I should be at 17 weeks, based on my BMI, and planning on only gaining the 25-35 lbs.
I'm right on track, so why am I so depressed? Well, for a couple of reasons. Last time, with Ben, I didn't start wearing maternity clothes until 18 weeks. And even though I start out small, in my other pregnancies, I have more than made up for it once I pass the half-way mark. To the tune of an average 65 + lbs gained each time!
Ok, I need to get out of panic mode, and realize that things this time are going to be different. I am tracking what I eat, which I never did before, and I understand what 300 calories actually looks like, so I am not giving myself permission to eat a ton because I feel icky otherwise.
Phew! Ok, I'm off the ledge. :o)
I got my maternity clothes out of the attic, and into the closet, where they belong.
I was hoping to put it off a bit longer, but I realized the only one suffering was myself. Ok, granted, I could say that I was still wearing my normal jeans, but they kept sliding down under the bump, so that I had to constantly yank up my waistband, or cutting into my abdomen, which was incredibly uncomfortable.
I think that it was a little (!) bit of pride, because everyone kept saying that I didn't even look pregnant, and I don't look huge (I never do in the beginning), and so I wanted to keep that illusion up. But my deep-seated need for comfort above almost all else has come to the rescue.
I am 17 weeks along, which is the end of the 4th month, and I am seriously in my 2nd trimester now. As of this morning I weigh 147, which means that I've gained 5 lbs so far. According to the pregnancy weight tracker that I found online (thebabycorner.com, for anyone who's interested) that's at the low end of where I should be at 17 weeks, based on my BMI, and planning on only gaining the 25-35 lbs.
I'm right on track, so why am I so depressed? Well, for a couple of reasons. Last time, with Ben, I didn't start wearing maternity clothes until 18 weeks. And even though I start out small, in my other pregnancies, I have more than made up for it once I pass the half-way mark. To the tune of an average 65 + lbs gained each time!
Ok, I need to get out of panic mode, and realize that things this time are going to be different. I am tracking what I eat, which I never did before, and I understand what 300 calories actually looks like, so I am not giving myself permission to eat a ton because I feel icky otherwise.
Phew! Ok, I'm off the ledge. :o)
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