Our little lady

Yesterday we were blessed to find out we are having a girl. She was moving around and has a healthy pumping heart, a normal sized brain, and 10 fingers and 10 toes! Pick and I were happy to see her and felt a real sense of peace at her health and fascination that we could see her so clearly. Here's a little video clip from Ultrasound:

On Sunday, during the Lords Supper I was definitely feeling her kick for the first time. Pick was across the church building, opperating the sound system/power point for services, so I sent him a text to let him know. Guess that might be considered inappropriate during worship but I was excited and wanted to share it with Pick! Here's me on the day I felt her kick (18weeks):

Happy 3 years for us- baby bump and all...

Our anniversary was August 14th. We were planning a little getaway but I was still pretty nauseous then so we decided to postpone the celebration. This last weekend I was in Roturua for a Ladies Retreat. (Those of you who are familiar with New Zealand know that Roturua is the area in the North Island that smells of rotten eggs because of all the volcanic activity and sulphur in the air!) I really enjoyed the times with my girlfriends, there was lots of good testimonies of faith, I played several really great games of spades, and think I may of felt the baby move- not sure, could have just been a stomach reaction to the smell!

On Sunday as the retreat finished Pick came and picked me up and we drove off to Ohakune for a night away for our anniversay. We stayed at a lovely backpackers that had private rooms available. As we drove into town it was still light outside so we went for a beautiful bush walk, through the ferns and palms along a riverside. It was chilly outside so we walked quickly and it was lovely. After the walk I was starving. We ordered delicious hamburgers at a local restaurant that were quite possibly the best burgers we have ever eaten, then retired for the night.

The next morning the weather was terrible- light rain, fog covering the mountains and gale force winds. This cancelled out our plans to go skiing b/c the slopes closed. We were dissapointed but found a ski lodge with a tv and watched the US Open final and Roger Federer win while drinking hot chocolate. So the morning was semi-resurrected.

As we were driving home resigned to the fact that the weather was too bad and our skiing hopes were dashed, Pick looked up at the mountain and decided we should drive up to it anyway. It was close to noon and the fog seemed to be clearing. As we reached the slopes they opened up the lower mountain and Woo Hoo, we got to ski for half a day! Pick was a bit gutted because he would of liked to snowboard the upper slopes however I was happy because it meant we would spend the afternoon together. The sun came out and the snow was soft (much better then the icy concerete I skied on previously!). We had a fantastic afternoon together. Pick took a little video as I came down the last time. (The baby bump picture was taken when we came home from our trip).