A Touch Of Tyrell

And that's just what they'll do....in Haiti These shoes are special to me. It was the first gift Jake gave to me (besides the engagement ring/dirt bike combo). I got them for my birthday. I causally told him that I liked them a few months prior to my special day, and he remembered and delivered. There was a girl from this area that was volunteering in Haiti before the earthquake. She died in the earthquake at the young age of 22. I couldn't imagine my life being over last year. So her dad works in Tacoma and is collecting shoes to send over to Haiti in her honor. I thought that these shoes would be good since they are special to me. They are a little worn, but they have love in them and I know someone will love them back. If you have any shoes that want to give a little love (and you live in the area), let me know.

Jake and I have $9 to live off of for the next 9 days. We found a few treasures on Craigslist that ate up our food and gas budget. It really doesn't bother me that bad because we get to experience the blessing of living off of our food storage and riding to work together. Its amazing how much money you can save when you are forced to. When I was a little girl, I had strange taste. Not only did I wear tie-dye jumpers and clown-like outfits, I had some weird taste for food. I LOVED waffles but hated pan-i-cakes, wouldn't eat a hot dog (still won't) for the life of me but liked corn dogs. As I got older I would eat my mom's whole wheat pancakes and my dad's pan-sized pancakes with his boysenberry syrup and powdered sugar on them. It was my Freshman year at BYU-I when I had some really awesome roommates. One of them had had a very large family reunion the previous summer and was equipped with the left over syrup and pancake mix. She ended up slipping on ice and breaking...

Once my mom asked me if I liked clam chowder to which I replied, "I really like it except for those rubbery things in it." Her and my sister laughed and laughed. That's kind of the story of my life. But I like clam chowder now, especially Dukes clam chowder. It really is the best! Dear Duke, Thanks for having the BEST CLAM CHOWDER IN THE WORLD. And thanks for helping us gain a pound of fat over night! Your fans, Jake & Tyrell

So I just wanted to let you know a few things about our unborn son: He HATES the smell of Dad's hair gel (HATES IT) Loves when Mom eats (He goes wild) Can't stand Mom's hairspray....so she doesn't do her hair anymore Not sure if he likes how much milk mom eats on her cereal Likes Grapefruits and mandarin oranges Likes to do crafts (just kidding....thats just me) Likes when we sing in church Doesn't like pizza, spaghetti sauce, hot sauce, taco seasoning, or anything else red and tomatoey Loves yogurt with granola Other than that, he is an 11 inch, 1 pound mystery.

When my mom is jealous of me, she teases me. She doesn't know that I know this about her, but I know. So when she calls me the other day and says "you really like to post pictures of your belly" I knew the underlying meaning of her phone call. She is jealous of my belly. duh Apparently back in the day it wasn't cool to show off your unborn child the way it's cool today. So there you have it. 22 weeks. I probably look like I am 122 weeks but I have a short torso.....a really short one, so I have nowhere to go but out....so don't judge. (you can judge the mess in the background if you want).

I didn't have a middle name until I was 19. My older sister and I were born without middle names. It's family tradition for the girls not to have a middle name so that when they are married, their maiden name become their middle name. . Jakes middle name is Heinz.....but if you ask him on any other day, its hienz or heinze. It is spelled different on his SS card, Birth certificate, and Drivers Licence....which made it a real pain to get his passport. . We had to ask his mom how it was really supposed to be spelled...."like the Ketchup" she says. . If you can't tell, Jake has rich German heritage. If a German were to pronounce our last name, it would be Bare-nair. Weird. . Anyways, I have had a few inquiries on what the boy in my tummy's name is going to be. Its a secret. Some think it is weird/dumb that I am not telling (because we have one picked out....it was picked out a year prior to his conception). The thing is, what if we change our minds at the last s...

In the office foyer....off to the right is the mens room and to the left....my room (ladies room). I work in an office with 3 other men. I am the only woman. Pregnancy changes everything.

St. Jude sent me 2 full pages of Mr. Tyrell Berner labels. Jake thinks I should still use them!

It is NASTY out today. But here is a picture of Colorado to cheer me. Ahhhh, look at the snow....and what is that? Is that the sky? Blue sky? Mom, say Hi for me!

Remember Margaret? Well, for her 50th Birthday party, she asked that we would not bring a gift for her, but to bring a new children's book for her to donate to a charity. I went out shopping for a new book and found this one. I have read and heard this book a billion times because my mom had it for my older brother. So I bought a copy for myself to read to our baby.....because I'll love him forever.

I've been working on something cute for the last few nights (late nights if you can't tell). It's this: Its a giraffe growth chart. I cut the mane in inch increments up to 5 feet. It may take a while for our little guy to get up to 5 feet....Jake and I are both on the "short end of the stick" and Jake has informed me several times that he won't even like it when he is 5 feet tall. We'll see. I think its stinkin' awesome!

It took a long time for Jake and I to decide when to take down our Christmas decor. We finally took it all down on Sunday and I was left with a blank canvas. I get overwhelmed at times with out almost-white walls....so it took me a long time to find what to decorate our fireplace with. We did this all on Sunday for a reason....so I wouldn't be tempted to purchase new decorations. I challenged myself to not spend a dime and not ruin any other decorations I had going on in the house. While I was engaged to marry Jake, I could hardly bridle my excitement to decorate our own place. I took myself to the DI (thrift store in Utah) and searched for stuff. I found a bag of 4 wooden blocks for $0.50. These 6 sided block were pretty cool...each side had a word and decorations to match a holiday (ex. BOO! with Halloween stuff)....but they weren't cool enough for our 2 bedroom, 1970's, wood-paneled duplex. So I covered them in scrapbook paper, shiny wire, marbles, and ribbon. They have ...

There are times in our lives when other people change our perspective on life. They don't do it on purpose or even had the intention of changing anything.....but there are many people in my life that have done this to me. One of those ladies is Margaret Spencer. She is the Young Women president in our ward and I happen to be one of her lucky counselors. When we first moved into the ward, I was tempted to hide out for a little while.... because I had a CRAZY primary calling in our last ward. It wasn't long before I was asked to teach the 12 and 13 year old young women. Margaret came over to my home to teach me a few things about each one of these girls and she ended up teaching me some things about myself. Margaret's youngest children are as old as I am, so it seems like an unlikely friendship (but friendship is no stranger to Margaret Spencer). The other day I got an invitation in the mail to attend her 50th birthday party. I went (and was the youngest guest) but had a grea...

Today my mom turns....22 years older than me! I'm not quite sure why we don't have many pictures together....but here is one from our wedding. Love ya mom. Happy Birthday!

This morning I tried to put on a shirt that I purposely saved for a time when I was pregnant....and it was already too tight. I didn't realize I would grow so fast. But I assume it will just get a lot worse than this. (I took this picture last night. 20 weeks)

I had a bad day yesterday. A really bad one. It was only so bad because I am overly sensitive. What happened? I will tell you. I went to my follow-up ultrasound Dr. visit and my doctor says "Oh, you wear the big panties now." Big panties? Big panties? what was that supposed to mean? I told one of my friends that would understand and she just busted up laughing. I would laugh too if they weren't my "big panties" Then (at work) I was really mean to this guy that bugs me. I was really mean to him, but he really bugs me....bad. I spent the rest of the day upset with myself that I am so sensitive and mean. Doesn't make since that I know what it is like to be sensitive but still be mean to someone. But he really bugs me. (And he knows he bugs me). Then I couldn't sleep last night because of these crazy nightmarish dreams I keep having. I have a feeling today might be a lot like yesterday. Anyways. On a more positive note, I made this for our wall the other ...

First a girl. A year later, another girl. Finally in 1983 a boy. 1986 welcomes another girl. Then, two female dogs completed this family. This was Jakes family. Then Pam found out she was unexpectedly expecting. Jake was old enough by now to want a boy to play with. He hoped and prayed this little baby would be a brother. The day of the delivery, 9 year old Jake waited patiently to find out if he was going to have a brother. As the news broke that it was another girl, he ran behind the trash can and cried....heartbroken that he did not get a brother. But there was still hope for this little lad, for his mother found she would be a mother of 6. By now Jake knew it was another sister. He wouldn't hope for a boy this time. This morning, the morning of our ultrasound, I made Jake promise me that he wouldn't hide behind the trash can and cry if it was a girl. He promised. He didn't cry. Not this time. The Berner name will carry on.....

We welcomed the New Year in with a party and a few new dance moves. We had a ton of fun. We reunited with 6 other couples from our previous ward and had a blast. We ate, played games, and danced all night. There was this Wii game called Just Dance that we played for hours. You basically had to mimic what the dancer was doing and you got points if you did it right. Here is a video of Jake....it is 3 minutes long, but at 2 minutes you have pretty much seen it all. (he is the one of the left)