Pregnancy Moments

Due to morning sickness or should I say "all day" sickness and a horrible case of the flu I haven't been the most diligent about blogging - sorry friends! Now that I'm feeling better I promise to be better at posting pictures.

After being sick for a week we decided to take a pregnancy test. Sure enough it came out positive-yeah.

The first couple of months of pregnancy weren't fun at all. It seemed like all I was doing was throwing up or fainting and neither of them are fun. The only food that would settle was cheese and crackers. We figured out that if I woke up in the middle of the night to eat a snack that I wouldn't faint the next day. So here is a photo of me eating in bed which has become a staple activity for me.

This is me at 17 weeks. Casey was upset that I was pushing my stomach out for the photo, but I so desperately want to have a belly so that I look pregnant. There's nothing wrong with that, right?

Our new apartment

We have been so busy with so many activities we have not had a chance to show anyone our new apartment that we moved into back in June. Here is a picture of us in our front room.

And, since we love playing games we thought we would play one with all of you. Scroll down to the next photo and find the 5 hidden items. If you find all the items you'll know our exciting news!

St. George Marathon

2:42

This was my first marathon. Over all the years of running that I have done, I have never ran a marathon. I have ran many 5 and 10Ks. A few half marathons and one 32 mile trail run but never an actual marathon. I was supposed to run it with my buddy John Emmett but unfortunately he was left out of the lottery picking. So I got a new buddy, Tyler Okerlund to go and run it with. We drove down on Friday night and shared a hotel room with our two families.

This is Tyler and myself at 5 in the morning.


This is me at Veyo and mile marker 7. Ryanne drove out to cheer for me and refill me with gu. As I came through Veyo I was excited knowing that she would be there. But I forgot that I wanted to take off my gloves and arm warmers. So instead of being ready with them off and ready to give them to Ryanne and maybe say hi, get a kiss and keep running, I found myself running past her trying to rip off the warmers and gloves, throwing them off to the side of the road and continued running. Thanks babe for driving all the way out there.


After finishing all the pain came at once. I'm sorry Ryanne did not have a picture of me right after finishing. When I finally saw her and walked over to her she congratulated me and then my complaining started. I told her my legs hurt SO bad and that I did not want to sit down but that it hurt to walk and kept asking her what I should do. She looked at me and said, "Everyone is in just as much pain as you are." She was so right but I wanted some sympathy. I was not going to get it here. I could tell she was getting tired of all my whinning so I had her call some good friends of ours who are physical trainers for any helpful advise. It came down to me just having to suck it up. Finally the pain eased up but did not leave me. I made it over to the massage table and my face shows how good it felt to be off my legs.


After all the crying and pain left me this is how I looked after running a 2:42 marathon!



On our way out from the race my buddy Tyler and I stopped for a photo shot with our finisher medals.


Of course I could not have achieved any of this without the love and support of my wonderful wife.

Daddy Daughter Fly Fishing Trip

Each year my dad and I go on a fly fishing trip on the Elk Rivier in Fernie, Canada. This year ended up going a little differently than we had planned.

We got up early on Friday morning so I could work before we headed up to Canada. To save time my dad bought my fishing license online. We packed the car and just as we were pulling out of the driveway my dad asked "do you have your passport?". My heart instantly sank because I realized that I left it sitting on the kitchen table in Utah. I'm so organized that I couldn't believe that I would forget such an important document. It reminded me of the New Zealand Temple all over again. My dad handled this all too well which made me feel a pinch less horrible about forgetting my passport.

We quickly decided to head south to the Clark Fork River in Montana. Neither of us had fished on this river before so we thought we'd give it a try. After 3 hours in the car we arrived. We asked a local guide which part of the river would be the best and what flies were being used that time of year. We ended up on a 13 mile stretch of river that was supposed to be the best. Well, as our luck would have it we ended up having our worst day on the river. My dad had to paddle 11 out of the 13 miles and I only got about 5 bites on my line. By the end of day both of us were exhausted and we decided it wasn't worth it to stay the night. We headed back to Libby.

Our second day on the Kootenai River didn't end up being that great either. Between the rain, strong winds, and occassional lighting we didn't get that many bites. However at the very end of the day I did catch one fish (above). Even though it was tiny it wasn't an easy one to catch. It somehow wrapped itself around a log underwater and I thought it was going to die.

The past 3 years we've had excellent fishing trips so it probably was about my time to have an off year. And, really it isn't about the fishing, it is about the time spent with my dad. I'm looking forward to next year and a few more fish:)

My dad on the Kootenai River

Lotoja Bike Race

This was Casey's 3rd year of participating in Lotoja. For those of you who aren't familiar with this bike race, it starts in Logan, Utah and finishes in Jackson Hole, WY. The race is a total of 206 miles and is accomplished within 1 day. This race requires that you have a support crew and Casey was fortunate enough to have the BEST crew ever. It consisted of his dad, Ron, his sister, Aymee, his brother, Patrick, and myself. We not only provided food and drinks, but extra cheering at non posted pit stops, funny signs and positive pep talks. along the way. Unfortunately this year he didn't get to spend as much traveling as he would have liked to so he didn't beat his goal time. There's always next year though, right?

Casey with his good friend John Emmett. John is the one that got Casey involved in this race and many others. We love John!

Casey just about to cross the finish line

Casey with his dad and brother after the race

The team healing their leg muscles which seems so painful to me. I hate cold water!

NOTE: I was at the race even though I'm not in any of the photos. I guess since I was taking all the photos I forgot to ask someone to take one of the two of us.