The Jones's

What is it in my post baby weight filled body that has continued over the years to feel the exhausting need to keep up with the Jones's. You may know them...it is pretty much everyone in Utah...and anyone I know. Now in reading this you may immediately think to yourself "wow, Annie is absolutely, positively the most ungrateful human being on the planet..." and I am sure a plethura of other things are running through your mind. Well, I might very well be ungrateful. But I am not trying to be ungrateful and thus the pit digging begins and I find myself a billion feet down and I might as well be worm food. Whether it be a nicer car, a bigger house, an amazing wardrobe, a darling nursery, a fabulous body(especially the teeny bop moms with a body to die for after several kids) a great homemaker and mother....just about everything I find my jealousy button on overload and I am not quite sure how to stop it and get perspective. I figure if I could just get away from the here I might find solace from the jealousy jabs that constantly poke at my heart and mind that bring me no joy at all, but all that comes is absolute guilt that is as thick as the frosting on the Sprinkles cupcakes I made last night....thick, full of fat, and not good for me...but irresistable. Hmmm, I think I need some serious help. A mental health professional? Unfortunately I am pretty sure that all the mental health professionals in the world could not help me...and thus I lead my life in frustration and helpless-ness at the fact that there will always be the Jones's and there will always be someone better than I. I will never be the best...or wait, forget the best....better, I would settle for better.

The Bijou Market

Dear Blogging buddies! I am super pumped to go to the Bijou Market! I have never been, but when I went to the Womens Expo at UVU I ran into this super cute booth called MotleyHandmade and fell in love with their head bands. I wanted to know more and she referred me to a fun event this Saturday June 27th called the Bijou Market, which is where a bunch of amazing vendors will be selling their product. Check out this website to get more info....I hope to see you all there! www.bijoumarket.com.

This relationship is disfunctional

All right....enough is enough. We just can't do this anymore....mainly because my nerves can't take it. But the stares I get, and the screeching in my ears and oh yeah, running into every darn display. I am sorry disabled shopping cart, I will no longer be using you, and I will take you back if I pick you the first time.

Every time I go to the store, whether it be Maceys, Walmart, Costco, Target, Harmons, Days market...whenever I get a shopping cart I pick the one with the squeaky wheel, or broken, wobbly wheel...I HAVE HAD IT! The shopping cart is so sneaky too! It doesn't let me know it is defunct until I am away from the pile of carts, so I am too lazy to go trade it and I also feel bad for the darn cart, thinking that if I put it back I might be confirming to it that it is absolutely annoying and useless...the measure of its creation has come and gone. So I stick with the da** cart the whole time, amongst the annoyed stares and the couple of displays I just about knock over and swear to myself that it will be the last time I commit myself to the unfortunate carts. Well, I'm Done. I need a break, and maybe in a few months my heart my have room to push you around and let you feel those wheels a burnin', but for now...adios amigos!

Time won't stand still...

No pictures with this post...sorry. I just can't take it anymore. My little baby is growing up! I am sure to all of you she looks like a baby, but she is getting bigger by the day and the last few days I have cried as I look at my sweet little munchkin develop into this amazing little person with her own beautiful personality. I finally understand the love my mother has and must of had for me. Brighton is truly amazing. She starting rolling from her tummy to her tender little back three weeks ago! She has held her head up from the day she was born and she has a strong personality. She is a little firecracker and I can only hope that her physical strength that she portrays will transfer over into her spiritual and emotional strength. She is the love of my life. Sometimes she smiles so big all you see are her pink taffy like gums and her cheeks get all round and I just want to eat 'em! Her hair is growing...and while it is growing steadily everywhere, she still has a big turkey tail at the crown of her head and very little up front...it is awesome! Her little screeches and screams have become louder and really high pitched and she is so silly. She has been sleeping in her own room in her big black crib for two weeks now...and not once has she cried when I put her in there and turn off the lights. She is an angel. My dear sweet angel that I somehow got lucky enough to get and I never want to let her go. So please, dear Brighton don't grow up too fast. Let me hold you a little while longer, let me stare at you for forever and let me love you for eternity my sweet little beauty queen...my princess....my all.

This little girl....

This little girl...wow, she is SUCH a little girl. SO yes, she has leg warmers....I love them! I have about 15 pairs for her...I am crazy I know, but I put them on and all of a sudden she is putting her leg up into a passe'...YESSSS i have a dancer in the making! She is so much fun, I love being this little girls momma. I worry I can't be the best momma for her...but I do love her more than anyone in this universe does or ever will that is for sure! Oh and yes, she needs her beauty sleep...she was asleep in this picture, this little sleep mask works wonders!

Fashion Sense

Alright, is there anything wrong with this picture? I love Nikki with all my heart, but sometimes she needs a little help. We went out to dinner with cousins and our spouses and Nikki, Bear and I were talking about looking cute, or commenting on someones cute shoes when Nikki pipes up..."you guys didn't tell me how cute my new shoes are..." and as Bear and I looked down to see these super cute shoes we began to laugh. Bless Nikki's heart she had no idea why. Ankle socks with cute mary jane type flats? I don't think so. Hee hee, we had a good laugh and I still chuckle out loud in my room when I see these pictures. Love you Nikki! Thanks for giving me the late night giggles...hope to have them again soon.

12 weeks!?!?

This little morsel is 12 weeks old! (Well, the pictures were taken on her 12 week mark, now she is 13 weeks old) Her personality is so cute, she is going to be a little sassy pants when she gets older. She laughs and coos and slobbers and I could not be more in love...seriously, check out that face of hers! This is a dress that I got in China last year at one of the markets. I didn't even know I was pregnant or having a girl, I just knew I really wanted a girl. Thank heaven for little girls....