excitescaredly & rocking the chairs

Two months to go. Just two. Oh dang, only two?

I'm so excitedly scared. excitared. excitescaredly? I'm not sure how much reading material will prepare me for parenting and the due date is sneaking up fast! How weird is it going to be to suddenly have to care for an infant 24/7?! I'm suddenly not so sure how well this plan was thought through. ;) Someone tell me that maternal instinct kicks in like a dream and keeping the tiny human alive won't be as difficult as it sounds. Though I'm 22, which is a pretty normal age to be starting a family, I feel so ridiculously young! I hope the grown up feeling comes fast. :-/

We finally found thee rocking chair at Deseret Industries. Woot! It's cozy and rocks like a dream. It reclines too!! Now we're in a pinch trying to decide on a fabric. I have a feeling this project better get done fast or it won't get done! 

We've narrowed it down to these:

A.

B.

C.

D.

Go ahead and tell us which one you side with. :)

I can already imagine treasured moments rocking this little baby to sleep! 

Name Calling!

This one subject alone brings out the hormonal pregnant woman that is in me. Raging here. Just raging.

So you think you're better at naming people's children than they are, eh?

You think your idea of what a person's name should be is superior, do you?

BUBBLE BURSTER- You're not, and it's not. :)

Oh, what's that? It's just harmless fun to mock other people for what they have decided to name their children while simultaneously mocking, ummm, children? FALSE.

Here are a few of my favorite recieved responses when we've told our friends and family what our son's name was:

1. "Oh, really?"

2. "Oh. Hey, what do you think of this name instead?"

3. "You know he's going to be picked on mercilessly, right? 'SIMON SAYS! hahaha!'" [Congratulations on being among the first to attempt to bully my unborn child?]

Lastly, the one no one can believe a person had the GAL to say:

4. "That sounds like something you would name a child with a severe disability."

Not to mention every time my parents call it's: "Is his name still Simon?" or "What's his name again?"

(I love you Mom and Dad)

What a person names their children is personal and sacred. It's not up for questioning. Don't throw your better ideas in there and don't troll blogs with lists of names that are deemed unappealing to society. What the HECK gives you the right to decide definitively that these names are horrible? Just because it is a common practice to gawk at these names doesn't make it okay.

Oh, another thing, when did it become okay as long as you don't make fun of people you know? It's not. You're better than that. If you don't like it--get pregnant, build a baby inside of you for nine months, birth the child and then: don't name your child "Saylor". 

Just embrace the fact that in the future there will not be classrooms filled with:

Jessica A.

Jessica B.

Jessica C.

Jessica D.

John A.

John B.

John C.

John D.

Get over your idea of normal names and be kind. KIND. 

Thank You?

Every now and then I have this nagging feeling in my mind. Do you know what that is? It's my brain saying: "Nichole, people are still waiting to be thanked for the wonderful, thoughtful, and kind gifts they sent for your wedding". Then I feel cruddy. I so want to do the proper and grateful thing and send out those cards! I had no idea how DIFFICULT it would be. Do you know how many anonymous gifts we received? TOO MANY. I'm sure the sender didn't mean for that to happen--just did. Will target tell me who they are? NO. (Side note: I've had it up to here with target's nasty customer service.) Plus, I've been back 'n forth on whether I want to put a wedding picture on the card, go plain jane, or think up some other concoction.

I'm going to do it people. In fact my box filled with every card and all of the neat lists that were made for us of who gave what is very conveniently located. Better late than never? YES! By the way, we really are both so grateful. Not just because of the neat gifts we got to play with, but, it just felt nice to have so many people come to our wedding and/or send something that let us know they thought of us at such a very special time. Thank you, love you (probably).

Curiosity Cured

Simon Jacom Roskelley

is due October 13, 2013

Beautiful Sounds

Just a humble little update for everyone.

Seventeen weeks! Unbelievable...

  We heard this little baby's heart beat today. I don't think I need to even explain what a relief it is to hear this word out of your midwife's mouth: normal. I'm an emotional sap lately--oh, hormones :). So I feel an overwhelming type of joy when I hear evidence that this little thing is still okay in there. When the only proof I have day in and day out are my growing belly, constant insatiable hunger, ruthless fatigue, and the headache that comes and goes well then I'd say a heartbeat is pretty intangible evidence. 

 In just a few short weeks we get the big ultrasound! We are ecstatic to find out if we have a boy baby coming or a girl baby! Bet your bum there will be a new blog post! :)

 JJ got a second job this week. We are really grateful. I am particularly grateful that my husband is so sweet and caring. He also aims so high--I really, really appreciate that! Also, he's so handsome. :)

 We are searching high and low for the best place to live! It gets a little discouraging sometimes. We are definitely ready for some changes here! Send positive thoughts our way and, of course, any suggestions if you're in the area!

Anxiously Waiting...

Taking all online classes has proven troublesome for me. Though, I still stand by this decision. Being able to go to class in my jammy's makes for really, really, really lazy days. Especially since while I'm working in my jammy's all day the fact that there is a baby in my belly whose gender is still unknown is crossing my mind at least 10 times a day. Ser.I.Ous.Ly!

If I felt like uploading pictures, resizing them, and putting them in a pretty order I would be making a blog to tell everyone about our trip to Hawaii. But, it's like I said--LaZy. It will come when I get an unrealistic momentary surge of energy. :) Don't worry.

I'll be 17 weeks on Saturday. That means just 3 weeks until 20 weeks which means we get to find out the sex of this baby which is really, really, really a big deal.

Really. It is.

“You Can Expect Something and Still Be Knocked Off Your Feet When It Happens”

It’s true, you can. So and so said that in a recent episode of Bones. ;)

About a month after our perfect wedding, I woke up one morning still thinking about the dream I’d just experienced. In my dream I was holding a beautiful baby girl and dream-me loved her so much. When I woke up it stung. My arms felt empty. I told JJ and he was all “really…” with his “woohoo!!!! she’s baby hungry!” face.

It wasn’t a prophecy, nor was it a premonition or a sign from God. It was just a dream. Having that dream just changed me is all—it changed my mind.

So our little baby is due October 13, 2013.

We always refer to “it” as “she” because we are very optimistic about this.

(Though there is room in our hearts for a little baby boy too… I don’t know nothin’ bout boys.)

Oh yeah, there is definitely only one baby in there.

(Thank the stinkin’ stars!!)

I’m feeling 1,011 different emotions at any given moment of any given day. They are these: Amazed, ecstatic, wonder, excitement, worry, sheepish(honeymoon baby… ;), inadequate, young, unprepared, ignorant, and straight-up-hair-raising-fear. The other thousand emotions are indescribable—there are not words for those but they are real.

I. Read. Too. Much.

Every time I read about a birth defect, labor complications, or any of the what-could-go-wrongs—I shake. It’s not a “Can someone close that window?” shake. It’s a scared-to-death kind of shake. I have a complex where I NEED to know what is going to happen and when it is going to happen. Surprises are not okay. They’re just not. Is there a phobia for that? I just pray, and pray, and pray some more that I can have a healthy baby. I will love an imperfect baby too. I just want him/her to be okay. Though “okay” is slightly ambiguous.

All of my friends who are having babies are all “look at this miracle!” and “I can not wait!” and “look how yummy this food is.” While I’m all “food is death.” and “Please stay in there until I know how to be a mom.” and “what on this pretty earth is a…” :)

I’m not pessimistic and worrisome about everything. This little baby is going to be well loved. JJ and I have a lot of love to give. Baby is going to be showered with books. We will read to him/her at every possible moment—what a lucky baby in my book. ;)

I can already smell baby’s head. You know that smell, don’t you? I can also already feel baby’s soft skin, and round belly. I hope baby has JJ’s dimples—they’re breath stopping. I want to hear the little giggles. I cannot contain myself; I need to hold this baby!

In JJ's words.

Close to a couple of months after getting married to the most amazing girl ever, we received some life changing news.  It started with Nichole telling me about a dream she had of us having a little girl.  I liked the sound of it, I couldn’t help but picture how cute the kid would be considering how pretty her mom is!  A couple of weeks later we noticed Nichole wasn’t feeling very good. With that and some other signs, we decided to check it out.  Sure enough, she was pregnant!  That was exciting news that I was ecstatic about. 

This last month and a half has been a lot of adjustment making for Nichole and I.  With me changing my major from Computer Engineering to pre-law;  Nichole fighting with pregnancy sickness, us trying to plan for our child, and on top of all that Nichole and I trying to keep her pregnancy on the down low for the first little while--it has been fun.  While it’s been an interesting ride so far, it’s also been exciting.  I can’t wait for October 13^th!

Our testimony of families.
All in all, we can say with absolute certainty that this won't be easy. We're not all that simple-minded. We are going to enjoy every single growing experience we can get out of this--because it is a gift from our Father in heaven. We are grateful that we will get to be stewards over one of His spirit children and for the opportunity we have to be a part of His most important plan--the family. We have firm and unshakeable testimonies that families are of God. Not only are they of Him, but they are central to His plan for each of us. When our little one comes, we find comfort in knowing that we will all get to be together for an eternity of progressing and perfecting.


To know more about families:
http://mormon.org/family

Be Careful With Your Words

Once upon a time in the wonder of a land called "Central Park Apartments" JJ and Nichole were fixing to make dinner after a long day of school work when they were disturbed by a shrieking-devil-of-a-noise. Only seconds revealed that the fire alarm had gone off! Stunned, they looked around for smoke and found none at all so proceeded to the lobby to find a crowd. They inquired with an outlying couple to find the cause of all the commotion was simply put--the opposite of a chef. Now, JJ laughed and smirked: "Wow, they must not know how to cook."(something like that anyway) For the next while they would walk by the "fire-alarm-setting-off-apartment"and smirk at the happenings: "How embarrassing that would be."

Time had passed and on a snowy Saturday morning JJ and Nichole decided to make eggs for breakfast. Chef JJ was finishing up toast and with a frying pan which had recently become free--he decided to fry some cheese. (Yeah, you read that right--fry some cheese.) He sprinkled shredded cheddar cheese on the frying pan and watched it turn golden and crispy. Proud of himself, he lifted the pan to show his wonderful, understanding, and oh-so-intelligent wife when the unthinkable happened. That shrieking-devil-of-a-noise happened. His face turned an endearing shade of red and the two of them panicked to stop the alarm before the whole building was woken up on such a peaceful morning. Nichole, being as smart as she is, grabbed a near-by towel and shook it in front of the smoke detector. The shrieking-devil-of-a-noise stopped and luckily did not catch on to the rest of the building. (PHEW... we dodged a bullet there.) To be safe, they took turns shaking the towel and eating for the remainder of the mentioned meal. JJ vows never to fry cheese in this building again.

What is the moral of this story? You decide.

Can't Win...Or Can I? ;)

I hate folding laundry! With. A. Passion. 

However, you know what I hate more? 

Not folding it day after day after day until my sweet husband does it. 

What kind of lazy brat am I?! 

Why can't the laundry just do its darn rotten self--Lightbulb.

Children. 

This is why people have CHILDREN. I could not think of a reasonable answer before. (jk) Seriously though, You have children. Children="do-these-chores-or-you-get-nothing-but-misery." I could probably get used to that. Yeah, I could definitely live with that.

The Little Things

JJ titled this blog.

I'm only writing this one so I don't fall out of the habit of blogging. Also, I know my parents, my sisters, along with JJ's parents and siblings wouldn't mind knowing what our lives are like.

We live in a studio apartment that used to be a hotel. It's not a palace but we don't mind all that much. (Though we're dying to live somewhere else. :) It's got a main room for our little two-person sofa, portable closet, desk, bed, table, book shelf, and we even have a T.V.! Most (all) of the furniture came with the apartment and doesn't belong to us--but, that's just what we needed for now. Someday we'll have our own (donations are welcome ;). We. Have. The. Absolute. Tiniest. Kitchen. You. Have. Ever. Seen. Seriously. For those of you that got us lovely things like our Kitchen Aid, Rocket Blender, Pots and Pans--Rest assured they haven't been taken out of the box and/or they are under our bed. We find storage wherever we can. So, the kitchen--think fridge, microwave, two shelves, and a hot plate all in a "4x4" closet. :) JJ think he's "playing jenga" every time we have to cook or clean dishes. Our apartment is tiny. Most usually we are on campus until around dinner time anyway. I'd show you a picture if I felt like folding all of the clean laundry--which I don't. :)

I'm learning spanish! It's definitely my favorite and most challenging class this semester. Yes, I do study for it more than anatomy! I see a tutor every Tuesday, and of course my sweet husband helps tremendously! For those of you who don't know, my in-laws all speak/understand spanish for the most part! My mother-in-law, Patty, is from Mexico. JJ's dad speaks spanish too! JJ and his brother both served spanish-speaking missions, and I'm pretty sure his sister, Christina, understands/speaks some. Learning spanish is important to me and I want my children to grow up bilingual. Did you know that within just 50 years spanish is expected to be the first language of 50% of americans?!

Just a wild guess but, I think Philosophy is JJ's favorite class this semester;). Except it isn't quite as difficult for him as spanish is for me. JJ is always reading out of the philosophy text book and he won't say these words--but he is ahead of most of his class. He keeps saying if it made any money he'd want to study it forever! You'll have to ask him more about it, he LOVES to talk about it ;).

WE get to go to HAWAII in april!! My parents bought us plane tickets! JJ's parents are letting us use their time share! We are so lucky! Excited! Anxious! AHH!! :)

Rock climbing. JJ is a huge rock climber. I am terrified of heights. Alas, I knew the time was coming when JJ's leg would be ready for climbing again and I'd be dragged along. To my surprise I found I liked it. I got a little bit higher every time, and eventually got to the top, and eventually finished a route. What an accomplishment that is! I just love the feeling of overcoming a fear and then turning around and mastering it! JJ is soooo good. I love to watch his monkey-self climb with so much ease--he has quite the talent! He volunteers at the Rock Wall so we get to climb for free whenever we want to! So this is of course our date-night activity.

Crazy Mikes. Rexburgians- if you get a free membership at Crazy Mike's movie rentals you get to rent a children's/family movie for free every monday! Another one of our cheap-o dates. We hardly ever miss a monday, and we almost always rent Shrek 2.

That's about it in a nut shell. We'll keep you updated of course with further happenings of our lovely life together. :)

Never Going to be Cool Like "Her"

...Always gonna be cool like me!

Stinkin stinkity stink!!!!!
I'm looking at all of these chicks blogs thinking "That's cute, I should make a cute blog too" one minute and then...
BAM!!!
I'm all... that's not as easy as it looks.
"#thischicksgotlotsoftimeonherhands" (Ref. at Christina).
Yep, it's true. I get stuck in this "comparemyselftoeveryotherchickoutthere" funk sometimes.
You know what though? I really want a pretty blog so I can blog about my pretty small yet pretty perfect family and everyone can see how pretty awesome we pretty are you PRETTY KNOW? Blogging is difficult.
Blogging hurts my brain.
Blogging is going down because Nichole Roskelley is going to blog the prettiest blog the blog world has ever seen. GOT IT?
So, here's what we need to do (by we I mean "I";) I need to summon my fourteen year old socially awkward internet adept self and re-surface her to fix up my blog all pretty and then bury her again because she is SO embarrassing. 

P.S. Elder Uchtdorf said this best:

"And yet we spend so much time and energy comparing ourselves to others—usually comparing our weaknesses to their strengths. This drives us to create expectations for ourselves that are impossible to meet. As a result, we never celebrate our good efforts because they seem to be less than what someone else does." -Dieter F. Uchtdorf "Forget Me Not"

Dearest ME, welcome to blogging.

The reason I've created a blog: Because I over think too much and it's not fair that my husband has the only blessed (buh-less-edd) ears in the world. Also, well, because everyone is doing it. The reason for said blogs name: We're constantly in line for a plethora of changes! Rollin with the changes hasn't always been easy--but I must say, it has most certainly proven worth it!

"Ch-ch-ch-changin!"

So here's a big deal--I married my sweetheart in December! Pretty much the neatest change I've been blessed with thus far. :) My sweet caring husband is totally worth the adjustment to our studio apartment and the fact that I suddenly am not allowed to buy a cute top with my very last dollar. I totally love sharing my whole life and self with "mi mejor amigo!" Now I'm excited to share all of our neat changes and adventures on our blog so everyone can keep up with the madness of ever-changing Roskelley's!