Sunny 9 for 2006 September 11

I went on the mother-daughter campout again this year. Yet again, I opted not to take Lily. And again, this year everyone asked where she was. If only they understood that Lily would not be fun to go camping with. She doesn't stay put, she is very curious and onto the next thing. I am sure she would have run into a fire or drown in the river 20 feet away. Plus it rained and it would not have been fun trying to keep a 2 yr old clean. Not to mention she would not have gone to bed without a fight. She is like her father, cannot sleep when everyone else is having fun. Always the last one to go to bed. I will for sure bring her next year. Then she will be able to listen and follow directions I hope.

Mom, Lorna, Louise, and I went. Lorna was forced to go, but I think she had an okay time. It started raining while we drove up there and it didn't stop pretty much. We had tarps up and stuff so it wasn't so bad. We shared a camp with the Lunts which was fun. Aimee and Natalie were in town. We had steak and potato dinner and smore's. I didn't stay up as long as I normally do talking to people and stuff. It seemed like everyone went to bed early. It was ok though because I need my sleep.

I had an air mattress so I actually had a decent night's rest. The big drama was the next morning when we woke up to find that the hot breakfast that the stake provides in the morning every year was just muffins and juice this year. We were all hoping for eggs, french toast, sausage, and hash browns but didn't happen. Luckily, I talked my mom into making her homemade cinnamon rolls that I had been craving. We ended up leaving a little early, around 11:30. All and all it was fun.

We celebrated Jenni's birthday Sat night. I hope she had a good one. Today it rained pretty hard all morning. Our lawn is actually looking like it won't die off all the way anymore. That is relieving.

I swear at my next appt they are going to tell me that I have a 6 pound baby cooking already. I seriously feel so big and stretched so early this time. I don't know if my back can handle it. He is starting to kick up into my ribs already and doing jumping jacks. I guess I just forgot how uncomfortable it really is to be pregnant in the end. I was spending all my thoughts dreading the first trimester. It feels like I ate Thanksgiving dinner, twice. I just feel full and I can barely move. I guess I just have less than 13 weeks left. Hopefully more like 10 or 11.

I better go and stretch out on the couch now, my back is killing.