|Put your tie on Sam!|
Sunday, September 30, 2012
I love watching this little one grow and seeing her personality starting to come out. She gets super thrilled and a high squeaky voice if she sees a baby or something pretty. For example on Sundays when she gets to wear a pretty dress, she nearly dies with excitement at the bows, ribbons and such and points them all out to us in her squeaky voice. Oh that, and, she's crazy.
And now church is over and it's lunch time and she's still crazy!
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
I thought these pictures would be fun to look back at when we're all older. I love these four!
Sunday, September 23, 2012
|In which D nearly gets mauled by a bear|
So, back to my story, Disneyland got cancelled. The boys were packed, we hadn't had a vacation all summer, and we were ready to get away. So we took the opportunity of Pat having a business trip in Denver, to hitch a ride with him and join him. Well normally he flies, but since we were all coming we drove the 7 hours to Denver. Long drive. Yuck!
|Leia on the moon.|
Still, we had a great time! We didn't have to pay for hotel, since his work does that for him, and some of the food allowance he got we just used to buy groceries since our hotel had a little kitchen and we cooked there like we were at home. We even brought all our school books and did our school. The kids loved the hotel room. It had a loft for Pat and I with a queen bed and bathroom up there and downstairs it had a fold out bed and fold out couch for the kids and their own bathroom. So it was like a little home. And they were thrilled to have all the channels we don't, and thrilled with the free breakfast, and never stopped turning all the lights off and on, hiding in the closets, etc. They also got to swim the first day, before they closed down the pool.
|Life on Denver's beaches|
We did spend money on an awesome museum and went to the zoo, and a bouncy house, and stopped at a couple parks along the way. Two of the four days of the vacation were just spend driving, but the other two days were great and we had a great time.
|Picture of Denver|
I did sprain my ankle coming down the stairs carrying Leia the first day. It hurt really bad, and then seemed fine, and I walked around a lot on it, until about 4 hours later when I was in bed and it just got worse and worse. I could barely move my foot at all. I couldn't sleep because of the pain. And in the morning when I woke up to use the bathroom, I couldn't walk on it. Pat left for work, and I was on my own. Not wanting to ruin our vacation yet again with another injury, I fretted about what to do. I just wanted to stay in bed, but we were supposed to go to the museum. After about an hour I could put a little weight on it, so since Pat was at work, me and the kids set of for the museum. (About an hour drive through the busy freeways and streets of Denver- which should have been 1/2 hour but my directions told me to go South instead of North- thus requiring correction time).
|Denver's colder, lesser known wilderness|
When we got there I rented a wheel chair and the kids pushed me around. Pat showed up after a work. It was such a big museum that we were there about 4 hours total. There was no end to the different wings and exhibits to be seen. The kids loved it, and learned a lot, since there was a lot of hands on stuff. I got a lot of sympathetic looks. (Wheelchair bound mother with four kids- can you imagine?)
|A puppet show that went wrong when the squid and octopus attacked.|
|L and a gorilla at the zoo. You can't tell in the picture but he was frighteningly huge.|
|Our wagon at the zoo.|
|There were dinosaurs at the museum|
|And Indian exhibits|
|And a health and human body area that was probably the most fun of all- all sorts of interactive stuff.|
My brother is healing up well according to my mom and sister, and when I talked to him he sounded happy and full of energy. He's at home now, but he better not try anything work-wise for weeks. He's got a lot of recovery and we pray for him daily. Love you Jeremy.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Sam did a wonderful job, this day, and acted really grown up and has continued to impress me since! He shook everyone's hands when it was over to thank them for coming and listened well and remembered everything.
|14 week baby|
I could not begin to tell you the roller coaster of feelings I have about this pregnancy. I was told if I got pregnant again, I would need to do shots in my stomach twice daily, because of a blood clotting issue, which is why they think I've had so many miscarriages, the one in particular before Leia who was about 17 weeks. Pat did not want me to get pregnant again because he thinks it's too hard on my body and doesn't want me to go through that again. I wasn't so worried about that- my last successful pregnancy with Leia was great! It's only the nursing- those first 6 months that are awful. (Well not like delivery is fun, but... you know.) So, short story long, we weren't looking to have any more kids. (But a part of me still wanted to have one more.)
Fast forward, and, I'm 14 weeks pregnant today. So I'm very excited and very scared. Scared because I'm not sure God wanted me to. That's a feeling I got. I kept trying to find out why in my prayers.(Would the pregnancy not go well? Would I not recover? Or did he just want me for some other purpose?)
That was months ago, and I never found out why and now I'm worried that I forced it, like Joseph and the lost 116 pages. Except that I in no way forced it. Like I said, I hadn't decided AGAINST having another baby completely like Pat, but my husband was taking care of making sure I didn't get pregnant and I left it at that. After finding out, Pat said, and I quote, "I have no idea how this happened." Ha. But seriously, he's the one that pays attention to all that stuff. In fact I pay so little attention to my cycle, that he had to tell me that I was late and to go buy a pregnancy test. (Which is an exciting thing to hear! And Pat is, of course, very happy despite everything.)
We had been pursuing adoption alternatives since I didn't feel like our family was complete yet. (However, adoption is turning out to require so much training, time, money and intrusions into our family life, that it's impossible for us right now.) So I prayed and prayed about what to do.
I could not fathom getting rid of all my baby clothes and maternity clothes yet. They still need to be used one more time! That may seem silly, but it's how I felt. Perhaps God was just saying, not yet? all those months ago when I prayed? All I can do now is hope for the best.
And, like has happened before, when I went in for the tests, they came back negative. So it's like sometimes my body tests positive for the blood clotting thing, and sometimes negative. So I don't have shots! In the end the doctor just said to take a baby aspirin like I did with Leia. I hope that's right. I am scared about being able to take another loss. I mean if you had been through the sucky summer I have, you would hope it was all for something. I have felt so awful for three months. Plenty of gagging and throwing up every time I have to brush my teeth or change a diaper, and general icky-ness and tiredness throughout each day. I don't know how I made it through swim lessons.
I hope I don't seem like a downer, writing all this. I am super happy, and very blessed, but just careful to guard my feelings, because I am terrified to lose the baby again. I have nightmares of all sorts. Sometimes I can't sleep at all because I remember how much work a new baby is and wonder how I'll get through it again, which is silly, because we're good parents and have older kids now who love to help. But my mind seems to be going overtime so much that I've taken to falling asleep to the t.v. each night. I say my prayers and read my scriptures, and then fall asleep to the t.v. so to shut out my thoughts. Pat has given me a blessing and I do feel like things will be okay. It's probably just my overactive hormones that are making me have all these thoughts.
(On a side note, I am SO HAPPY that my kids will be able to come to the hospital and see me this time. When I had Leia, there was that stupid H1N1 thing, and I was mostly alone, and they were not allowed to come and I was so profoundly sad. My family means everything to me and I love being with them.)
This is the first time I've started school still not ready. So we do what we can each day while I slowly get the remaining things planned and figured out. I feel really bad for being low on patience and not starting the year all prepared and excited, but I'm doing the best I can, and we're almost there. I started school the same day I started my new calling and it's been quite a juggling act. Thankfully I've been given a priesthood blessing both for the start of the new school year, and for my calling, full of direction and love that really helps.
|Boy's reading lists 2012/2013|