Ok, fine.

The newest baby info (as of yesterday):

Still at a 2 and about 80%, though I'm slightly more dilated.

He's dropped some.  Not enough, but some.

He's now posterior (which explains the large amounts of pressure on my lower back and side, as well as the increased alien-like movement in my belly).  

Machel thinks he has hair.

He's still big (7 lbs. 5 oz., give or take) and measuring early.

I wish that meant he were coming early for sure.  

That's all I got.

Wow. Really?

I had an overwhelming desire for some carbonation earlier today, so I asked Robbie if we could scrounge up our pennies and run to Mooch's (a gas station here in Logan). He agreed, and we pulled together all our change and headed off.  We filled up our fountain drinks (they had Coke Zero on tap!) and set them up on the counter to pay for them.  The cost?  $1.90.  Robbie pulled out his change and set down ten dimes on the counter.  I had quarters, so I handed the cashier four of them, and took back one dime.

Make sense so far?  It did to us.  

The cashier (who was NOT blonde, by the way....) promptly counted the change and said, "You are a dime short."  Robbie scanned the change on the counter and made some sort of noise.  Giving the cashier the benefit of the doubt, I handed back the dime I took from the counter.  She typed in a few buttons on the register, opened the drawer, dumped the change in, and said, "Ten cents is your change" as she pulled a different dime out of the drawer and gave it to me.  

We looked at each other in shock and left the gas station.  As soon as the door closed behind us, we burst out laughing.  

Simply stunning.

Lots of Things

This past weekend was pretty full of stuff.  Thursday night, some of my friends threw me a baby shower.  It was SO fun to see everyone there.  I loved it!  Baby Dax got some pretty impressive items as well.

Friday was our first anniversary!  Gotta love being 8 months pregnant at one year...leave it to a "Hansen"--we (my mom and sisters and I) have all been pregnant within the first 6 months of marriage. Whew!  It was great to be able to spend the entire day with my wonderful husband.  We slept in, ate lunch, went and saw a matinee of The Dark Knight, had dinner at Hamilton's (Robbie tried the duck...not bad!), and spent the night at Providence Inn, which we would both HIGHLY recommend.   Leave it to me to watch TLC's "What Not To Wear" all night long.  Don't judge me.

We woke up the next morning and went down to the Bountiful Temple to do sealings before we remembered that they won't allow pregnant women to do all that kneeling, so we opted to do initiatories instead.  It had been a few years since either one of us had done them, so it was a good reminder and a great experience.  

While I was waiting for Robbie to finish, I watched as all the newly-married couples came out to meet their respective families and saw Elder Russell M. Nelson exit the temple.  It's amazing how much the Spirit can witness in such a short moment.  I am so grateful to have a testimony of the gospel!  There is nothing quite like the moments where the Spirit whispers that everything you've been praying about is true and real. 

Leaving the temple, we headed to Robbie's parents' house for the Allred/Singleton Baby Shower.  Dax has really cleaned up on this gift thing.  People have been so generous and wonderful and supportive of our little family.  Thank you all!  What a great blessing!

Saturday afternoon, Robbie, Kathy, Sara (Robbie's mom and sister), and I went down to the Salt Lake Parade of Homes.  There's this really great $4.5 million home we are saving up for....  You should have seen the four of us limping around (Robbie and his mom both have bum knees, Sara had hurt her back, and I am, well, I'm 8 months pregnant, so mine was more like a waddle, but whatever).

It was a good weekend, but we are glad to be home so that we can get our house clean before this little guy comes!