my last hurrah

i love having babies (well, i guess i've only had one so i'm not a pro at it just yet) ok, i should rather say, i love the whole experience of having a brand new baby and being a mother, but i'm really not a big fan of the whole 'pregnancy phase'...that lasts for 40 weeks! some women LOVE it but i'm just like 'eh...' knowing that my body will totally be taken over for the next nine months to create an 8 lbs human in my uterus while also creating an additional 40 lbs in my thighs, butt, and face sounds a leedo craycray to me. my entire first trimester of this pregnancy i was sick...every single day. i thought 'hey, at least if i'm gonna be sick like this i'll come out of this trimester 10 lbs lighter'....nope! everyday i was standing over the toilet or a throw up bowl dry heaving and getting no relief (sorry, TMI?). and then i don't like those symptoms of preganacy that the baby books or doctors have no cure for, such as 'why do i have this disgusting taste in my mouth -like i've been sucking on dirty keys all day?' i'd brush my teeth 10 x day but nothing made it go away! anyways, my days are looking much brighter and the sickness and gross taste in my mouth are done for the most part.

one of the first things i thought when i found out i was preggers was 'dang, i won't be able to go riding again until...(as i counted on my fingers)...at least next spring?!!' (another thing i don't like about being pregnant -my limitation of physical activites) so right after i told my husband we were expecting i begged him to agree with me and let me go riding with my grandpa one last time before my tummy started showing. he wasn't too excited about the idea but he knew how much it meant to me...so we finally agreed on a decision together. a couple weeks ago i went up to utah and got as much riding in as i could for the few days that i was there. here's some pics...

cadence.

saddleing up.

early morning ride up the canyon with my bro through the ferns.

spence on izzy.

toilet paper tied to the saddle for the guy with allergies.

the best kind of therapy.

the view.

riding with my son.

 looks like he loves horsies like his mama, not daddy. proud mama rider here!

safi boy wanted to lead the horse too.

it was a nice. quick little getaway and i'm satisfied that i was able to have my last hurrah before this baby really starts getting big.