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