Dear Baby Helland (of 30 weeks):

Dear Baby Helland:
Whoa! 30 weeks! Only 10 left. Pretty crazy to think about.
This past week was holy week. On Thursday mommy played for the Maundy Thursday service at Fernando. It also was cousin Rhyan's first communion, so after the service we went her house to celebrate with her. Cousin Wilson was there and she was pretty attached to mommy. I think I've told you before, but she's pretty determined for you to like her. (She hasn't had much luck with your other cousins!)
On Good Friday, mommy didn't have school but she did play for the service at Grace and then we headed down to LeCenter to spend the weekend with the Helland's. Mommy was filling in as an organist at Grandma and Grandpa's church for their Easter services. This wouldn't normally be a big deal except that the organ was in the balcony. Once again, normally wouldn't be a big deal ibut your mommy is terrified of heights. On Friday night Mommy had a nightmare about the balcony having a crazy tilt that made mommy slide right off the bench and over the edge. Not cool. Daddy went with to practice and he basically had to sit on the edge of the bench the entire time, acting as a barrier between mommy and the edge of the balcony. He's a trooper. After Mommy practiced in the torture chamber we went back to the house and Kristen and Jesse arrived. We played wii and since it was so nice, basketball outside. Since mommy is not much of an athlete(I sure hope you get your daddy's genes there), they let me just step in and out of my "sweet spot" (or the one place I can actually make a basket) and shoot every once and a while. Prudence didn't like when we played basketball. She barked the entire time and tried to chase the ball, but the ball is almost bigger than her, so who knows what she was trying to do. That night we played some Farkle and went to bed early since mommy and daddy had to get some sleep before spending the morning in the torture chamber. Easter morning arrived and both services went pretty well. Of course mommy made some mistakes, but overall, no disasters. At one point during the second service, mommy thought she could allow daddy to leave his post on the bench and go get communion. But when he left, mommy had a bit of a panic attack. Hands got sweaty, heart started speeding up, vision went blurry and started slowly sliding off the bench and off the balcony. Ok maybe not the sliding off part, but that's what it felt like! Luckily Daddy forgot something so he had to come back up so I made him sit back down. Once again, daddy's a trooper. At the second service, there was this tiny little baby. She was about 4 weeks old and didn't make a peep during the service. Super cute. After church we ate our Easter meal which mommy always enjoys. Almost forgot-Grandma Helland already got you some LeCenter Wildcat gear. She had these little tiny t-shirts made for some of the coaches kids, and in our case, grandkids. I mentioned that it would be fun to put "Helland" on the back so she's going to ask the guy who made them to put your name on the back. Now you'll have something to wear to the football games! Great-grandma Davidson also brought back a blanket that one of her Arizona friends made. It's a really pretty crocheted green baby blanket.
I forgot to tell you about how I freaked out Daddy the other week. After sisters weekend, my feet were really sore, and I thought they maybe had swelled up a bit. Then I thought my hands felt puffy. Daddy got a little worried and wanted me to get my blood pressure checked because these could have been signs of pre-eclampsia. I put my feet up for a day, got lots of rest and was basically back to normal. Daddy just really wants us to be healthy.
Last night I had another dream about you. For some reason, when I looked at my tummy I could see your profile like indented (but pushed out, so outdented??). And when I stood in the light, I had this x-ray vision to see all parts of you. So, I checked to see if you were a boy or a girl and you were.....a boy! This now confuses me, because I honestly had been thinking you were a girl for a while here. I guess we'll find out in about two months!
Just so I remember for later-Grandma Schuft, Hairdresser Sheri, Frauntie Ali and Auntie Cindy think that you are a boy. Auntie's Connie and Vicki think you are a girl. I want to be able to look back and see who was right!
Well, since I didn't get much done on my last day off, I should try to check some things off of the to-do list! We'll talk soon.