Fast forward 2 years later and it's time to register for baby items.
Despite our past, we managed to successfully complete a day of registering and even managed to have fun while doing it!
I was the scanner and scanned our items while Luke meticulously marked items off on our registry checklist the store provided. He took his job seriously and was so frustrated if he couldn't find the item on the checklist.
Things did get a bit confusing at times and we made several phone calls to my mom and I pulled up my blog of this post several times to reread comments and posts.
I am really excited about the items we registered for. We are that much closer to seeing our sweet little guy!!
Here we are in all of our registering glory. I am always shocked at how pleasant Luke looks in pics because he definitely thought taking our picture was the dumbest idea ever.
Registering is very exhausting. This big mama was tired and needed to rest her feet.
As we were leaving the store, Luke told Eli that he was lucky he didn't have to hear us fighting, that we were kind of crazy last time, but this time around registering was much smoother.
Afterwards we ate lunch at Chili's. I love their queso.
On the way home we decided to make a stop at Best Buy which is in the busiest intersection of our town. I mean cars everywhere, people honking, cars stuck in traffic for hours, craziness.
It was at the point when we were right in the middle of this mess that my nose deiced to start GUSHING blood.
I'm not talking about a cute little nose bleed, "oops there's a drop of blood" nose bleed. I'm talking a nose bleed like somebody chopped my nose off.
And in that moment all I could worry about was how embarrassing it was.
I wasn't worried about getting blood on my maternity jeans that I have worn 293 days in a row, or my new shirt, or even the seats in our car. All I was worried about was everybody in the other cars looking at me with my nose plugged, head bent back and blood still POURING out of my nose.
I'm not really sure why that would embarrass me so badly? I mean I'm the girl who pretty much shares every detail in my life, causing my mom to beg me to STOP SHARING SO MUCH INFORMATION WITH THE WORLD.
But for some reason that nose bleed on that busy street on a Saturday afternoon just about did me in.
We are going to pull the pregnancy card on that one.
Luke kept saying "why is your nose bleeding?!?" And I kept saying "I don't know but its so embarrassing are people staring?!?!"
I'm not really sure WHY he was so concerned with WHY my nose was bleeding.
And I'm not really sure WHY I thought people in other cars would be looking at me, or even care that my nose was bleedingI finally got the bloody nose under control, just as Luke pulled into a Starbucks and ran inside to get paper towels, I couldn't go inside, I was an unsanitary mess.
I asked him to get a bunch of wet paper towels and he came back with about 150 dry paper towels and one paper towel that was barely wet on the corner.
Our communication at its finest.
But I managed to get myself cleaned up, while Luke kept asking WHY my nose was bleeding.
I think the fact that I am big and pregnant and bleeding out of my nose was alarming to him.
I would like to see that same alarm at 2:00am when I wake up screaming because I have the worst leg cramp ever.
Theoretically speaking of course.
And I just spent entirely too long telling a story about my bloody nose.