Ok, it's only been a month, not six, but maybe we'll shoot for monthly updates instead of semi-annual. Still no pictures. I am a lackadaisical blogger at best. If you want pictures, look on facebook. I'm too lazy to figure out how to get pictures off my smart phone onto the laptop and then spend forever uploading and formatting them on blogger. One stroke of a touch screen uploads pics directly to facebook. I did the math! :)
Biggest news of the week: my sister Jessica's engaged! She got engaged yesterday to a guy named Dan Earle. I've only met him once, but he seemed really nice. He works for the RCMP, and he currently holds the national sharpshooting record in Canada, even though he's only 22 (I think). He got into the RCMP when he was 19 which is impossible, so he's apparently pretty good. They haven't set any details yet, but I'll let you know when they do. Luckily for us, they're not thinking of getting married until May or June. That's post-busy season for you non-accountants. Jon might actually be able to come. I'm getting rather fond of flying across the country with an infant (not), but I'd rather have him come.
I'm rambling, in case no one noticed, and here's why: Will. He's still got teething pain which means he's not sleeping. He also refuses to drink anything. Juice and water get rejected without even a second glance. Try to force him and he howls the house down while gnashing around with those devilish sharp teeth. Combine lack of fluids with increase of solids and we have a whole new set of problems to deal with. I'm not getting much sleep.
On a positive note, Will's grown to 27 inches, putting him in the 50th percentile for height. He did not gain an ounce (literally) in the last six weeks, so he dropped into the 10th percentile in weight. He currently weighs in at 16 lbs, 8 oz.
I'm working on a quiet book. It's coming very slowly (not my fault). Jon's working and stressed out because he has three audits still open right now, so he has homework every night (several hours of it) which is cutting into his CPA study time. The office Christmas party was a blast. I used to think accountants were boring. :) I laughed really hard at the 2 second pause after every comment I made while the other person processed through the alcohol.
Jon also got called to be the assistant ward mission leader. He's excited. He gets to teach gospel principles and that's right up his alley. Bishop told me they can't figure out where to put me. He actually asked me where I wanted to be put. I think he would have put me there, too, if I had actually suggested something. It's weird to go from holding 5 or 6 callings at once, to holding none. I feel slightly out of the loop.
12/10/10
11/10/10
It's been a while...
Yep! It's time for the semi-annual updating of the Boizelle blog! Best two days of my year!
I figured out why I procrastinate though. It's all those stupid pictures and videos I try to upload. They take forever, and half the time they don't work anyway when I do get them up. This blog is picture and video free! I know, lame, right? But at least I updated.
Will and I are in Canada right now, visiting my family while Jon is away on business trips. Yes, we finally made it after all that trouble. I swear the US/ Canada border is the bane of my life. Jon's in Chicago now, and he'll be in Houston next week. It's a bummer not seeing him for two weeks, but it's even more of a bummer for him because Will is teething and almost crawling. It's a toss up to see whether or not we'll make it home before he either crawls for the first time or gets his first tooth. Jon's sad he might miss those momentous moments. I'm just glad I'm here and not at home so that my mom can help me with the grouchy, teething baby.
Will finally had his 4 month Dr visit (on his 51/2 month b-day). He weighs in at a hefty 16.8lbs and measures 25.5 in. He's on the small side of the scale, sitting right around the 35-40th percentile for both weight and height, but at least he's not falling off the charts yet like Jon did. My mom thinks he's scrawny, but he's got cheeks that would provide a convenient hiding place for a squirrel's nut collection.
On a side note, I got my luggage finally, after the airline left it sitting in SLC. You'd think a 4 hour layover would be enough time to get it right, but not this time. I've been wandering around the house without glasses for three days. Not pleasant. Not to mention borrowing my mom's shirts. And Will only has three outfits (we bought him two of those), all three of which he promptly soiled yesterday and there was nothing I could do about it! Hurray for having your own stuff
In other news, Jon and I bought our first car together. It's a used Mazda 3 hatchback in silver with a manual transmission. Jon's in love with the new car. It was the first hatchback we test drove and he decided then and there that it was the car for him! I made him test drive a couple others just to make sure. I seem to have an aversion to buying the first car we test drove. We decided Jon gets to drive it while I drive our Honda, so he's pleased as punch.
That's all for today folks. Don't forget to tune in 6 months from now for the next official blog post!
I figured out why I procrastinate though. It's all those stupid pictures and videos I try to upload. They take forever, and half the time they don't work anyway when I do get them up. This blog is picture and video free! I know, lame, right? But at least I updated.
Will and I are in Canada right now, visiting my family while Jon is away on business trips. Yes, we finally made it after all that trouble. I swear the US/ Canada border is the bane of my life. Jon's in Chicago now, and he'll be in Houston next week. It's a bummer not seeing him for two weeks, but it's even more of a bummer for him because Will is teething and almost crawling. It's a toss up to see whether or not we'll make it home before he either crawls for the first time or gets his first tooth. Jon's sad he might miss those momentous moments. I'm just glad I'm here and not at home so that my mom can help me with the grouchy, teething baby.
Will finally had his 4 month Dr visit (on his 51/2 month b-day). He weighs in at a hefty 16.8lbs and measures 25.5 in. He's on the small side of the scale, sitting right around the 35-40th percentile for both weight and height, but at least he's not falling off the charts yet like Jon did. My mom thinks he's scrawny, but he's got cheeks that would provide a convenient hiding place for a squirrel's nut collection.
On a side note, I got my luggage finally, after the airline left it sitting in SLC. You'd think a 4 hour layover would be enough time to get it right, but not this time. I've been wandering around the house without glasses for three days. Not pleasant. Not to mention borrowing my mom's shirts. And Will only has three outfits (we bought him two of those), all three of which he promptly soiled yesterday and there was nothing I could do about it! Hurray for having your own stuff
In other news, Jon and I bought our first car together. It's a used Mazda 3 hatchback in silver with a manual transmission. Jon's in love with the new car. It was the first hatchback we test drove and he decided then and there that it was the car for him! I made him test drive a couple others just to make sure. I seem to have an aversion to buying the first car we test drove. We decided Jon gets to drive it while I drive our Honda, so he's pleased as punch.
That's all for today folks. Don't forget to tune in 6 months from now for the next official blog post!
7/12/10
They say it gets easier....
...and it does! Will is starting to get really fun. He's a great smiler now and starting to laugh from the sound of it. He spends his days busily developing important skills like blowing spit bubbles, fist sucking, and baby carrier gnawing. In more recent news, he just learned to grab, shake, and chew a toy. His record is one shake and about two seconds, but he's working on it. He's also busily learning to roll over. Here are some of the major events of late:
Will had his two month dr's visit.
Height: 23 3/4 inches (50th percentile)
Weight: 11 lbs. 12 oz. (50th percentile)
Head Circ: 15 1/4 in. (22nd percentile)
Our baby is completely average in every way except of course good looks, intelligence, athletic ability, and... head size apparently. That came from Jon too! I have a huge head.
Happy Fourth of July!
Will hated the sounds of the fireworks (especially the screamers), but he sure did love that sparkler...
at least until we lit it! :)
Ward Campout
Our Ward had a campout this past weekend, and we all loved it! Nothing like burning your fingers on molten chocolate as you eat a delicious s'more!
World Cup!
No explanation needed! ;)
6/3/10
Still alive and getting better: 4 weeks!
Jon, Will, and I have made it through 4 weeks together. The first week was awesome, the second unmentionable, and the third and fourth weeks were half and half. Will is just starting to get more interesting as we start to find out his little habits. I took videos because so far only my mom has seen him.
Jon tried to give Will an Eskimo kiss. William will suck on anything.
This is Will's I'm-not-sure-I-really-wanted-this-binky-after-all face.
Jon tried to give Will an Eskimo kiss. William will suck on anything.
This is Will's I'm-not-sure-I-really-wanted-this-binky-after-all face.
Don't judge me for posting this. Will has a funny cry when he gets really hungry and angry. Sorry it's sideways.
First glimpses of a better life and then back to reality.
4/5/10
36 1/2 Weeks
The end is drawing near! Although I'm not feeling any desire to immortalize my whale status right now, I'm sure someday I'll want to look back at pictures of this pregnancy. I might even sigh and think I looked rather cute. Only time will tell. In keeping with that maybe-someday feeling, behold the belly...
A typical work outfit
Jon says some shirts hide the belly more than others, so to be fair I did the same pose with several different outfits.
Words fail me because this dress is just that special.
Regular old street clothes
Now that you ask, yes, yes those are pre-pregnancy jeans and shirt. I'm going to walk into and out of the hospital in those jeans, thank you!
Worst swollen ankles ever! The picture makes them look worse than they were, but still...
A typical work outfit
Jon says some shirts hide the belly more than others, so to be fair I did the same pose with several different outfits.
Words fail me because this dress is just that special.
Regular old street clothes
Now that you ask, yes, yes those are pre-pregnancy jeans and shirt. I'm going to walk into and out of the hospital in those jeans, thank you!
Worst swollen ankles ever! The picture makes them look worse than they were, but still...
3/25/10
This is going to sound really weird...
Jon and I had a little discussion yesterday that finally made me realize all the little compromises two people have to make when they're from different countries. Especially when they're raising children. This will sound really weird, but while we were eating dinner yesterday, we realized that we use two different sets of table manners. My parents taught us excellent table manners (it's not their fault we didn't always use them!) according to the British/European style, or "continental" style as Jon informed me it was called. Jon's parents were equally diligent in teaching him the American style. So, which hand will our children hold their fork in? Which side of the plate does the napkin go on and how is it folded? Where does the glass go in relation to the plate? Do we use a spoon to roll our spaghetti or just cut it in pieces? Whose system do we use? Jon made the point that most American kids will look at our kids funny if they use the "continental" style; I made the counterpoint that most American kids will look at our kids funny if they use table manners period. (No offense intended). Table manners are not really a big issue. In the end, we decided to use our respective systems and let our kids choose.
However, the table manner question raised a number of other questions in my mind concerning our children. I love my country, and Jon loves his. Will our kids choose to speak French or Spanish if they learn a second language? Will they phone someone, or call them? What if one of my boys decides to fight in the military? Can I accept potentially losing a son for a country that is not my own? Can I enroll my kids in an educational system I don't believe in? I'm sure that I can when it comes right down to it, so I guess my question becomes whether or not I should just let my kids be Americans or whether I should fight to preserve elements of my own heritage and the country and culture I love.
However, the table manner question raised a number of other questions in my mind concerning our children. I love my country, and Jon loves his. Will our kids choose to speak French or Spanish if they learn a second language? Will they phone someone, or call them? What if one of my boys decides to fight in the military? Can I accept potentially losing a son for a country that is not my own? Can I enroll my kids in an educational system I don't believe in? I'm sure that I can when it comes right down to it, so I guess my question becomes whether or not I should just let my kids be Americans or whether I should fight to preserve elements of my own heritage and the country and culture I love.
3/22/10
Where has all the honesty gone?
Jon and I were slightly depressed to read that the Obama administration passed its health care reform bill. I agree that providing health care to more people, along with reining in insurance companies is necessary, but can our economy really afford to spend yet another near trillion dollars during one of the worst recessions in history?
After hours spent reading news articles and expert opinions, I must say I'm more confused than reassured about the health care bill. Most Democrats laud it while all Republicans and some Democrats condemn it. Experts say it will eradicate billions of dollars of deficit over the next 10 or 20 years. Other experts say there are no caps on costs, so costs will spiral out of control. Premiums will go up; premiums will go down. This is an historic step forward; this is a governmental party out of control. How is the average American (or permanent resident) supposed to find out the truth amongst all the smoke and hype? And so I reiterate and add to my question...where has all the honesty gone? Why is it almost impossible to find politicians who don't have a personal agenda? Why can't we work together instead of pointing fingers and calling names? What happened to doing what's best for the country even when it's hard and will make people mad?
After hours spent reading news articles and expert opinions, I must say I'm more confused than reassured about the health care bill. Most Democrats laud it while all Republicans and some Democrats condemn it. Experts say it will eradicate billions of dollars of deficit over the next 10 or 20 years. Other experts say there are no caps on costs, so costs will spiral out of control. Premiums will go up; premiums will go down. This is an historic step forward; this is a governmental party out of control. How is the average American (or permanent resident) supposed to find out the truth amongst all the smoke and hype? And so I reiterate and add to my question...where has all the honesty gone? Why is it almost impossible to find politicians who don't have a personal agenda? Why can't we work together instead of pointing fingers and calling names? What happened to doing what's best for the country even when it's hard and will make people mad?
3/15/10
Great News!
Jon and I have been fretting a little bit about his finals schedule. Jon's program doesn't require a thesis paper (thank goodness!). Instead, they require a week of comprehensive finals covering all his classes (including last semester). Following that harrowing week, he has a week of regular class finals. Can anyone see where I'm going with this? You guessed it. Baby B is due April 30th. Jon's week of comprehensive finals (lovingly termed Comps.) starts on May 3. Needless to say, we, or at least I, had nightmares of him studying for a final while trying to hold my hand in the delivery room (effective studying? Probably not)
Now for the good news: Comps. got canceled! The professors here at U of I decided they didn't like grading a stack of Comps and a stack of regular finals while still trying to teach classes. The university now officially requires a portfolio from each grad student, which can be handed in early. Baby B has an extra week of leeway, although I would still prefer he come early rather than late! :)
Now for the good news: Comps. got canceled! The professors here at U of I decided they didn't like grading a stack of Comps and a stack of regular finals while still trying to teach classes. The university now officially requires a portfolio from each grad student, which can be handed in early. Baby B has an extra week of leeway, although I would still prefer he come early rather than late! :)
2/22/10
Down to the Finals...
After not much deliberation or time spent (whatever), Jon and I think we're down to two baby names:
William and Jared
Just for fun, we thought we'd open the blog up to a vote to see which is the most popular with the fam. We don't yet have a favorite between the two, so now's the time to influence us. We might even be influenced, although Jon's pretty stubborn. I, however, am the soul of humility and malleability!
Note: If you can't say anything nice...
P.S. Feel free to post any suggestions you have for middle names as well. We haven't made it that far yet.
William and Jared
Just for fun, we thought we'd open the blog up to a vote to see which is the most popular with the fam. We don't yet have a favorite between the two, so now's the time to influence us. We might even be influenced, although Jon's pretty stubborn. I, however, am the soul of humility and malleability!
Note: If you can't say anything nice...
P.S. Feel free to post any suggestions you have for middle names as well. We haven't made it that far yet.
2/16/10
Oops...
I've been procrastinating blogging for almost a month for various reasons, not the least of which being I have Christmas pictures that I just can't seem to get posted. Either I forget or I remember when I'm at work or Jon has the laptop with the pictures on it or I just don't want to, darn it! I finally gave up on the Christmas festivity pictures. The holiday was amazing and fun, and I'll cherish those pictures and post them someday...maybe.
The long weekend at the Boizelle house was fantastic. Jon and I went out to dinner and then to a Stake Valentine's dance on Friday to celebrate Valentine's day. The sun actually came out on Saturday for the first time in several months. Probably about 5 months. No kidding. I dragged Jon on a walk with me, and he enjoyed it so much we walked for over 2 hours until I was exhausted. Moscow is extremely hilly. We got invited to a friend's house on Valentine's day (Does anyone else think that's weird?) and had amazing Chile Verde hickory smoked pork. Yum.
Monday was house cleaning, quilting, homework, relax day. All in all, a spectacular weekend!
Bishop called me into his office on Sunday, and told me he was tweaking, not changing, my callings. Previously I was the ward music director and a ward missionary. I arranged and led the music for sacrament meeting, and did missionary work. I am now officially the co-ward music director and a ward missionary. The title is pure semantics, however. Unofficially I am now the co-ward music director, meaning I choose the sacrament music and arrange for musical numbers, co-ward organist, ward choir pianist, co-choir director, and a ward missionary. Can you tell our ward is a little thin on musical talent? As ward missionaries, Jon and I teach every second Sunday. I was also teaching a primary lesson every week for a 7 year old who is getting baptized shortly. I made another ward missionary take that responsibility. Ah, I love that my 4 or 5 callings are encompassed under one nice little title: co-ward music director. It sounds so neatly packaged! lol
I told everyone in my 20 week post that I'd check in at 30 weeks to see if I was still enjoying pregnancy. I'll hit 30 weeks in 2 days, so now is as good a time as ever. Still wearing regular clothes although not for long. I'll only be able to wear my dress pants for two more weeks or so before I have to switch. It's a coin toss as to how I feel each day. Yesterday was the hardest day so far. Every muscle and joint in my body ached like crazy yesterday. I'm sure all you mothers can sympathize with days like that. And, of course, there's the ever increasing bulk of baby, who now probably weighs about 3 pounds. On a positive note, I had some hormonal issues in the second trimester that have now disappeared entirely. I'm much happier, and there's much less random crying happening in our house! Jon loves to interact with baby. He (baby) is big enough that when Jon pokes, he'll kick back. This delights Jon, and he'll "feel baby" for long periods of time or until I tell him to get lost. We took a birthing class last weekend and Jon got to hold a lifelike, weighted baby doll. He loved it so much, he wouldn't let me hold it for more than 10 minutes before he asked if he could have it back. He's also asking all our friends if he can hold their new babies, and he tells me all the time how excited he is to have a son. It's very cute. He'll be a great dad.
Whew. Breathe a sigh of relief. You made it through that post. I'll do my best not to procrastinate posting anymore so we don't have any more super posts like this one! lol
The long weekend at the Boizelle house was fantastic. Jon and I went out to dinner and then to a Stake Valentine's dance on Friday to celebrate Valentine's day. The sun actually came out on Saturday for the first time in several months. Probably about 5 months. No kidding. I dragged Jon on a walk with me, and he enjoyed it so much we walked for over 2 hours until I was exhausted. Moscow is extremely hilly. We got invited to a friend's house on Valentine's day (Does anyone else think that's weird?) and had amazing Chile Verde hickory smoked pork. Yum.
Monday was house cleaning, quilting, homework, relax day. All in all, a spectacular weekend!
Bishop called me into his office on Sunday, and told me he was tweaking, not changing, my callings. Previously I was the ward music director and a ward missionary. I arranged and led the music for sacrament meeting, and did missionary work. I am now officially the co-ward music director and a ward missionary. The title is pure semantics, however. Unofficially I am now the co-ward music director, meaning I choose the sacrament music and arrange for musical numbers, co-ward organist, ward choir pianist, co-choir director, and a ward missionary. Can you tell our ward is a little thin on musical talent? As ward missionaries, Jon and I teach every second Sunday. I was also teaching a primary lesson every week for a 7 year old who is getting baptized shortly. I made another ward missionary take that responsibility. Ah, I love that my 4 or 5 callings are encompassed under one nice little title: co-ward music director. It sounds so neatly packaged! lol
I told everyone in my 20 week post that I'd check in at 30 weeks to see if I was still enjoying pregnancy. I'll hit 30 weeks in 2 days, so now is as good a time as ever. Still wearing regular clothes although not for long. I'll only be able to wear my dress pants for two more weeks or so before I have to switch. It's a coin toss as to how I feel each day. Yesterday was the hardest day so far. Every muscle and joint in my body ached like crazy yesterday. I'm sure all you mothers can sympathize with days like that. And, of course, there's the ever increasing bulk of baby, who now probably weighs about 3 pounds. On a positive note, I had some hormonal issues in the second trimester that have now disappeared entirely. I'm much happier, and there's much less random crying happening in our house! Jon loves to interact with baby. He (baby) is big enough that when Jon pokes, he'll kick back. This delights Jon, and he'll "feel baby" for long periods of time or until I tell him to get lost. We took a birthing class last weekend and Jon got to hold a lifelike, weighted baby doll. He loved it so much, he wouldn't let me hold it for more than 10 minutes before he asked if he could have it back. He's also asking all our friends if he can hold their new babies, and he tells me all the time how excited he is to have a son. It's very cute. He'll be a great dad.
Whew. Breathe a sigh of relief. You made it through that post. I'll do my best not to procrastinate posting anymore so we don't have any more super posts like this one! lol
1/21/10
Double Digits!!
As everyone can see, today is my first "double digit" day! I feel like a winner on Biggest Loser: "Congratulations, you've lost over 100 days!" With only 99 days left in my pregnancy, I can hardly believe time has gone so fast. When I first posted that baby countdown I was well over two hundred days and stilll in my first trimester. It seemed that baby would never come, yet now I'm down to 99. In exactly one week, I will enter my third trimester: the home stretch!
Pregnancy is not quite what I expected from all the horror stories I heard. I thought I'd be exhausted, grouchy, fat, hormonal, etc. While I have had my exhausted and grouchy moments, they've been few and far between (at least I think so! We'll ask Jon to verify!). I'm still wearing my regular clothes, which is apparently a feat for 26 weeks pregnant. No cravings as of yet. Mostly I just have problems with bending over and with the occasional crash into a wall (definitely starting to have balance issues). Life goes on as normal. I'm almost disappointed. When people ask me how my pregnancy went, I'm afraid I'm not going to have any horror stories to share. I didn't even throw up that much. I suppose I should feel lucky. Oh well! I've been complaining that I never hear any good stories about pregnancy. I guess I'll have to be the one to start a positive pregnancy story trend!
Pregnancy is not quite what I expected from all the horror stories I heard. I thought I'd be exhausted, grouchy, fat, hormonal, etc. While I have had my exhausted and grouchy moments, they've been few and far between (at least I think so! We'll ask Jon to verify!). I'm still wearing my regular clothes, which is apparently a feat for 26 weeks pregnant. No cravings as of yet. Mostly I just have problems with bending over and with the occasional crash into a wall (definitely starting to have balance issues). Life goes on as normal. I'm almost disappointed. When people ask me how my pregnancy went, I'm afraid I'm not going to have any horror stories to share. I didn't even throw up that much. I suppose I should feel lucky. Oh well! I've been complaining that I never hear any good stories about pregnancy. I guess I'll have to be the one to start a positive pregnancy story trend!
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