Clara is cuter.

Its October and Theres no snow yet.  What is this?
Anyways,
Conference Weekend:
   Good times with Travis.
   We Watched Conference (oops, I fell asleep on Sunday afternoon session)
   We played outside with the frisbee
   We made French Toast
   We bought cheesecake!  ( and ate it too)
   We had a stargate marathon
   And spend pretty much all day both days together, it was nice. I don't think we had had that much quality time since California.  I do love him so!

Also, my past roommate Dana had her Baby Girl!  Congrats Dana and Dallin Broadhead on the healthy arrival of Gabriella!

I must say though, Ella is adorable-no mistake there, but I'm biased and I think my niece Clara is cuter.  :P  hehehe

Welcome!!!!

So, I posted that guess, then I went downstairs cuz lysie had a question for mommy, then mid question the phone rang,

Amanda and Jordan have welcomed their baby GIRL into the world, Clara Hull.  7 lbs  13 oz.  YAY!!!)  Keep her and the parents in your prayers!

Love, Melanie, the Proud Happy Aunt!

Waiting

Amanda in having a baby.  It makes me happy.  She called several hours ago, was dialated to an 8, but still waiting for slow progression.  She had recieved an epidural and was loving that, then the nurse came in so she had to go.  CAN'T WAIT!!  Baby will you please come into the world so I can go to sleep-I need to know your here safe.  And that Amanda is alright.  And I want to know if your a boy or a girl, and how big you are.

My Official guess:  Your a boy.  And you are over 9 lbs.  :)

Strength

I am strong.  I am beautiful.  I am smart.  I am unique.  I dance, I sing.  I am curious, I am my own sort of creative and I can make people laugh and feel good about themselves.  These are the good things about me.  I know theres some not good things about me to.  But to give myself the break that I deserve I don't focus on those.  I try consitently to do better, to be better-not because thats what the world wants me to do but because thats what I want to do.  I want to learn to play the piano, I want to finnish college, I want to be more compassionate, I want to be healthier, more independant, more pulled together and better at managing my time.  I believe that life is about improving and progressing.  I am not perfect, and I will not be perfect try as hard as I might-and I'm okay with that.  While I'm not perfect-I still try to be, because striving for perfection is how I attain the best I can be.   But if I fail, its not the end the world as I know it because I know its a goal I'm not capable of acheiving.  I don't use that as an excuse to mediocrity though, or as a reason to throw a pity party (you know the people who say "I'm not all that I wanted or thought I would be so wo is me, pity party!").  I accept the reality in the truth of who I am,  what I'm doing, and whats at the top of my ladder.  That allows me to focus on what I need to do, what I need to change, and as I commit my efforts to that change I find my own peace of mind knowing I'm doing what I can, and that I'm trying.  Thats my best and thats what matters.

I'm persoanlly tired of seeing women I know saddened because you don't feel beautiful, you don't feel like you measure up, or you don't feel like you fit in.  What you need is to stand up for yourself to yourself.  Then you can worry about confronting the people who belittle you and complicate your efforts to happiness.  Be honest with yourselves about all that you are-beautiful, strong, enduring, hardworking-and just keep chugging along through your tough circumstances.  Noone has been through what you've been through except our saviour.  If you could honestly see yourself and everything you do and have done, you would know that you are so much more than you think.  You are fabulous and beautiful, you do fit in, and you do measure up.

Root Canals

So, yesterday I got a root canal and for half the day whenever I smiled only half my face would go.  Anesthesia is a funny thing.  I think I laughed at myself in the mirror for 5 mins before the procedure while Dr Tanner was getting ready/finnishing up with another patient.  It looked weird, it felt weird.....but it was cool.  I was kinda nervous, cuz the last few weeks (after I scheduled the root canal and before it actually happened) I hadn't been feeling the pain I had felt initially.  So I was wondering-did my tooth fix itself?  Do I really need to pull its insides out?  And Fortunately, when he got in there, yes, it did need the insides pulled out.  We weren't just doing it cuz I was paranoid.  Usually a tooth's nerve fiber stuff is all white, but he showed me mine and it was red and brown and ugly.  But, still kinda facinating.

Why might I have needed a root canal might you ask?  And why might I have been paranoid about it?  Short story-Liam hit my tooth with his head, it was still hurting from time to time a few months later, and I got paranoid when it started looking blackish grey.  NOT happy, as it was my tooth right up front.  But, after the root canal he bleached out the inside of the tooth and all is well.  And I get bleach trays for all my teeth-woo woo!