Maternity Leave has begun!

Hooray, my last day of work was today. Well I am not done forever just for 7 weeks for Maternity leave. I know I shouldn't be so excited but I am so ready to be done and have a break. I have worked through this whole pregnancy and I deserve to have my little break. I am just so lucky to have a job that wants me to come back to work with my own child. I Nannie so it will be like being a stay at home mom with extra cash and still being able to be with my baby. So grateful for my employers and how I have been able to work for them. The best part is the kid I Nannie for is the cutest most brightest kid ever. I just hope my kid will be as smart as him, cross our fingers!

This is a picture of my Nannie kid Thomas.

9 months is almost to long

I have tried everything to get myself to go into labor! And it seems like this baby is just as stubborn as Mike and I.. It really is not going to come out until it is completely ready on it's own. I figure she is going to be a strong independent women, because nothing can influence this girl to hurry up. I am just hoping she comes before my father leaves for his new Job on April 23rd so he can see her, and that she will be here for Grandma and Grandpa De Rosa's visit. I am putting complete faith in the Lord that it will all work out, and she will come out when I need her to but you never know how things work. I am official excited that my last day of work for Maternity leave will be April 22. I am excited to relax and be able to soak any free and quite time I have left. I want her out so bad and she is going to come up the moment I give up and stop trying. So I wave the white flag, you win Baby.

The things I have tried to get myself to go into Labor
1. Eaten such spicy things, I could cry
2. Walked miles of miles
3. Squats until my body killed
4. Jumping on the tramp
5. Lifting and moving heavy things
6. (Soon to try Castor Oil)
7. Warm baths
8. Eggplant
9. Garlic Pizza fro Trio, they say works (MYTH)

Hope

Last night we went to Mike's mission reunion, it was probably the best one in a long time. We where chatting with people having a good time. Then out of the corner of our eye we see this thin, tired, man walk in dragging his oxygen tank behind him. I didn't think anything of since I didn't recognize him. The meeting begin and we realize that the man is Cameron his good mission Buddie. I am just awestruck on how this man from 6 months ago has taken such a huge change in appearance. The mission president ask Cameron to say a few words and he could barley muster out the words he wanted to say. He started by saying the his cancer had turned terminal and he has but more then a few weeks to live. Then you see his wife next to him crying and you can see the pain on her face. He says he knows he is going to die, and is ready and is grateful for the Savior and the opportunity he has had on this earth. He was mellow content and so humble. I don't really know this man, but my heart began to swell and tears rolled down my face as you could feel the Saviors love for this man. He was a man with great faith, faith in knowing that everything will be fine.

I have never met anyone that knew they where going to die. I have seen people who where old but never this. It was quite the experience. He was a man full of grace, appreciation, and knowing the end was coming soon he embraced it full heatedly. I think knowing your going to die and going to a better place where he won't be in pain it's easier then watching and knowing your husband is dieing. His wife has to be one strong women, I could never do that just thinking about it saddens me. What a unity they must have to be able to face a challenge like that. We ended the meeting singing I know my Redeemer Lives, and it was touching to watch Cameron sing this song and crying all at the same time. Down below are the lyrics they really hit home.

I know that My Redeemer Lives

1. I know that my Redeemer lives.
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead.
He lives, my ever-living Head.
He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in time of need.

Grateful and stuffed on cheese.

I didn't think I would ever or could ever have so much fun writing a blog, I find myself addicted at this point and all hours of the day my my mind wonders on what I am going to write next. It seems that there was a good idea behind this whole blogging site.

Well last night was Achievement Days for our ward, and we took the girls to Welfare Square. I have never fully grasped or appreciated all they do there. We started our tour watching movie about the process and the effects welfare square had on people. From there we got to go into the Welfare Square supermarket. It was like a tiny little Wal-mart with everything you could every need. Then from there we headed to the bakery where they make wheat and white bread. Then to the best part of the whole tour. We got to go where they house all the milk and where they make cheese. And of course we got samples it was like we where at costco, but I didn't have to push to get a sample. Since I was the leader in charge I got to hand out the samples and then slip a couple in my mouth as I went (it's for the baby I PROMISE)! So the kids got some much needed picker upper since they were coming to the end and getting tired. Then we headed back to the car and took the cheese stuffed girls home.

My reason for blogging about this, I was I was so surprised to know how much work goes into Welfare square. And the greatest part of it all is they only have 4 full time workers and 2 part time workers. That means 98% of all the work goes on in Welfare Square is completely volunteer. It makes me feel so inadequate to think how many people donate their time to a cause that may not even need. They just do the service because they have more to give. It makes me think of all the wasteful hours I have wasted watching TV or playing on the computer. Especially when the economy is as bad as it is. And there are tons of people struggling day to day. It does make me incredible humble and grateful to have a roof over our head, a job that makes me happy, warm bed at night, family that means the world to me, and a husband that I just adore. I am just grateful to have the opportunity to be able to see the amazing care and labor that goes into welfare square.