happy trails...

Last night Mr. Murphy got home from a late evening of some basketball playing and I was laid up in bed snuggled deep down in our comforter.
He promptly came to my side of the bed, bent down to give me a kiss, and then rubbed the side of his sweaty face all over me!  
I gagged and then cleaned the side of face for 5 minutes.
He sure knows how to turn a lady on. 
Yum.
He went to shower and then the dance show in my tummy began.
EJ started moving and I told John to hurry up and get his buns in bed so he could cop a feel on my growing belly and maybe catch a kick or two himself. (this has yet to happen and I think it makes him sad)
I lifted up my shirt and he rested his hand on my tum.
He rubbed his hand around for a moment and then without hesitation began to sing, "Happy trails to you...."



I am loving the perk of rapid hair growth a-top my head.  
Unfortunately the growth can't be contained to one spot...
Thank ya very much, husband.

being pregs

(me and my tuttah)

Why I love being pregs:

There is really a real tiny little human person inside of me, really people...thats mind-blowing

I feel beautiful

Mr. Murphy affectionately calls me the Pregnant Princess.  It never gets old

The naps.....OH the naps!

That glow that everyone talks about, I feel it on the inside and it makes me happy


Yesterday I got free ice-cream from these random precious black girls at work.  The conversation went something like this:
me: "Ooooo girl, that ice-cream looks REAL good."
girl 1:"Oh, it was for free.  Listen up, if you go to Burger King and get a value meal, they'll just give it to you."
me: "Hey now, don't tempt a pregnant woman."
girl 2:"She just said 'Don't tempt a pregnant woman'. Haaaaa"
girl 1: "You know what?  I have an extra one in the car, let me go get it for you."
girl 2:"Consider it an early baby shower gift."
I hope I get more baby shower gifts like this...really. 

I get extra back rubs. Sometimes really special ones with Love Spell. :)

People touch my belly, most women would complain about this but it's one of my favorite parts.

My hair is growing leaps and bounds, thanks baby EJ.

I haven't had PMS in almost 6 months.

I love feeling our daughter move and squirm. It's magic and I've never felt so alive.

I get random packages from sweet friends filled with beautiful baby girl clothes. (Thanks Kalene!)

Mr. Murphy talks to EJ and tells her goodbye through my tummy every-time I leave the house.

I finally have some thing to blame my emotional crying fests on...preggy hormones are the bomb, no?


Mr. Murphy and I get to try cool things together like Hypnobirthing.  It probably would have gone a bit better last night if I hadn't burst into laughter 5 minutes in to the session.  Poor hubs was giving it a real shot for me and I was the one who ruined it with my giggling...sorry dear, lets give it another go.

22.

22 weeks

We are moving right along.

I feel like time is speeding up in a way.

Fall is most certainly making an appearance outside of our house.

I am loving every second of it.

This Friday after hubs and I went to the temple together, we went out for sushi and then got our own makings for hot chocolate.

It was a date night for the books for sure, but it was simple.  It felt like we were dating again.  We giggled and talked the whole time.

We went home, put on sweat pants, and snuggled up in bed and watched The Cosby's.  

I love simple nights like that.

22 weeks has brought some amazing feelings.

I am only just now starting to feel our daughter kick...by far one of the most indescribable things I have ever experienced.

Our little girl must love music just like us because every time I have felt her move it has been while listening to music.

Th other night we were playing opera for her on my iPhone and she went to town kicking and moving.

This past Thursday I was in Atlanta recording a CD with the HVP and she was loving the sounds and started kicking then too during our recording session.

Then this Saturday we had a girls night over at my house and my friend Lauren started to play Avett Brothers on the piano and then yet again...she started kicking.

I cherish every single one of those movements.

I love feeling her move inside of me.  I can't believe that I am providing the home for our daughter to form and grow until she is ready to enter this world.

Often times I look so forward to the day when she gets here but then I stop and realize, "Wait, she IS already here!"

My mother always says to me that I should enjoy every stage of being pregnant and being a mother.  She tells me never to say, "I can't wait til..."  

Because I should live each moment in gratitude for the present.