Pregnancy is a fun time, and we've each had our fair share of pregnancy brain moments (yeah, it affects expecting fathers too). I figured it would be enjoyable for our future posterity to read and enjoy some of the things that happened during those nine months. I've forgotten some of the funny stories I'm sure, and some of these won't be hysterically hilarious, but hopefully will provide at least a little entertainment.
The Cravings
Honestly, Shanny's cravings weren't too wild. She suddenly liked pudding, and there was a stretch where she was constantly dying for corn nuts, but it hasn't been anything too wild like "I NEED BRUSSELS SPROUTS WITH GRAPE JELLY RIGHT NOW!" She usually would just crave something, like Thai food, and would keep craving it for weeks until we could get to that Thai restaurant.
But the best cravings moment came pretty early on in the pregnancy. We were sitting on the couch one day when suddenly she turned to me, smelled me, and then declared that I smelled like this particular Chinese restaurant in South Jordan. I had never been there, I definitely didn't smell like Chinese food, but suddenly she could smell that place and wanted a number three with five extra egg rolls (her family's standard order). That place was about 40 minutes away, so we didn't make it that night, but the craving didn't subside until Keith, bless his heart, went up there to get dinner for his family and brought us some as well.
My second favorite cravings moment came probably around the six month mark of the pregnancy. We had eaten a pretty big pasta dinner around 6:30 or 7 o'clock. Then at about 8 we're watching TV and Shantel sees some pancakes on the screen and instantly wants some. So after our show ended she made herself waffles. After a pasta dinner. At 8 o'clock. But she had to have waffles right that second.
She also developed a cookie addiction for pretty much the entire pregnancy, to the point where I actually had to hide all the unopened packages of EL Fudge (we bought several when they were on sale). But don't worry: she also ate lots of pears, oranges, apples, and even some asparagus.
Snacks
While we're on the subject of food, I want to point out the second greatest benefit of pregnancy - the first being the child that comes at the end, of course. But the second greatest benefit? SNACKS.
I love it! We go to church, and I always get hungry halfway in, but if I pull out an apple in the middle of Sunday School people look at me like, "Seriously, dude? In church?" But if my pregnant wife pulls out some snacks and then shares with me, there's no judgement! It's wonderful!
An Open Letter to Lauren
This letter is to Lauren, who ruined one night of sleep about four months into the pregnancy.
Dear Lauren,
Dear Lauren,
If you don't want to give your number to the drunk guy at the club, don't. But please don't give him my wife's number. He'll call at 2 a.m. and he won't stop calling until she answers.
Shantel handled it well though: "This isn't Lauren. This is a pregnant lady sleeping!" Even that drunk guy realized he had made a big mistake. He never called again.
Of Moab and Missed Exits
This one is entirely on me.
I had the idea that we should take one last little vacation before the baby came, so at about seven and a half months we decided to take a trip to Moab. Neither of us have ever driven there, so we used Google Maps and went on our way on a Friday evening after work. From our research we figured it would take about two and a half hours to get there. I looked at the directions and interpreted them to say "Take I-15 to I-70 and then you're there." But two hours into our drive we realized that they were actually saying, in the most confusing language possible, "Take I-15 to US-6 to I-70." The exit to get on US-6 is about five minutes away from our house, but it took us two hours to realize that. So about four and a half hours later we arrived at our Motel 6 in Green River and ended up with one of the best night's sleeps you could ever have! (Seriously.) Probably because we were exhausted from all the extra driving and arriving at 11 p.m. instead of 9 p.m.
Oops!
But Arches National Park was BEAUTIFUL and we had an incredible little vacation in spite of my somewhat large blunder.
The drive home took just two and a half hours.
This one is entirely on me.
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| We made it, and it was beautiful! |
I had the idea that we should take one last little vacation before the baby came, so at about seven and a half months we decided to take a trip to Moab. Neither of us have ever driven there, so we used Google Maps and went on our way on a Friday evening after work. From our research we figured it would take about two and a half hours to get there. I looked at the directions and interpreted them to say "Take I-15 to I-70 and then you're there." But two hours into our drive we realized that they were actually saying, in the most confusing language possible, "Take I-15 to US-6 to I-70." The exit to get on US-6 is about five minutes away from our house, but it took us two hours to realize that. So about four and a half hours later we arrived at our Motel 6 in Green River and ended up with one of the best night's sleeps you could ever have! (Seriously.) Probably because we were exhausted from all the extra driving and arriving at 11 p.m. instead of 9 p.m.
Oops!
But Arches National Park was BEAUTIFUL and we had an incredible little vacation in spite of my somewhat large blunder.
The drive home took just two and a half hours.
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So there you have it, a few of the funny moments from our pregnancy with Lincoln.
Fun :)
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