...that Garrin will always move to whatever couch/chair that i am on to cuddle with me.
....kiya has started to master using the word "please"
....Trevin will almost always do what i ask, when i ask. He makes my life a lot easier.
...i have tonz of family and friends that would be willing to help out at any moments notice.
....fall.
...that my kids play pretty well together and show each other affection.
...for all my shortcomings my friends will always help me focus on my strengths.
....that we have a beautiful home.
...that it is friday.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Rants!
What's the opposite of post-partum depression? pre-natal depression? I'm just self diagnosing here. My mood swings which are hopefully much less noticeable on the outside are kicking my pregnant booty. and there's lots to kick at this point. I'm stir crazy. I was on employment websites yesterday totally convinced that I could start a job at a hospital doing the night shift tomorrow, if they would just give me the interview...
I can no longer use the back burners of my stove because if I am using the front burners and lean over them I will ignite the innocent child in my stomach. Hardly seems fair.
My boobs, though huge by normal standards look teeny compared to my big stomach now, dangit.
I got a call from my docs office that I am iron deficient. I blame the parasite. Means one more freaking huge horse pill I have to take.
This baby thinks that me sleeping is super boring and kicks me all night long. I'd really prefer the hours of a newborn because then at least occasionally it can kick someone other than me.
My kids watch too much tv because if I don't keep my feet up enough during the day my feet swell and my knees kill. So not fair to them.
It is month/quarter end which means Joe is working all. the. time. It's not news to me. Happens all the time, just annoying.
Pregnancy nightmares. these are just hell. added onto the already superb sleep I'm getting.
I know I have a good life and I am really really blessed, but egads some days...
I can no longer use the back burners of my stove because if I am using the front burners and lean over them I will ignite the innocent child in my stomach. Hardly seems fair.
My boobs, though huge by normal standards look teeny compared to my big stomach now, dangit.
I got a call from my docs office that I am iron deficient. I blame the parasite. Means one more freaking huge horse pill I have to take.
This baby thinks that me sleeping is super boring and kicks me all night long. I'd really prefer the hours of a newborn because then at least occasionally it can kick someone other than me.
My kids watch too much tv because if I don't keep my feet up enough during the day my feet swell and my knees kill. So not fair to them.
It is month/quarter end which means Joe is working all. the. time. It's not news to me. Happens all the time, just annoying.
Pregnancy nightmares. these are just hell. added onto the already superb sleep I'm getting.
I know I have a good life and I am really really blessed, but egads some days...
Monday, September 26, 2011
lunch time!
Are you suggesting that relief society potatoes and twix is not an appropriate lunchtime for a 30ish weekly preggo mom? how dare you.
I'll have you know that I did start with the twix. But I rethought and then placed the twix back in the cupboard to heat up the potatoes first. Sacrifice, people, sacrifice. Besides I can only eat one of the twix bars a day so it's not completely insane up in here.
But what to do while the microwave is going?....hmmm. Well, looking past the fresh grapes, strawberries, yogurt and BBQ chicken that is staring at me as the logical choice my eyes instead wander to that HUGE container of cookie dough from Costco. yep, that would be an excellent appetizer.
Normally, this kind of thing would not be in my fridge. See, I can be a bit of a cookie snob. I am not a great cook, but I am a decent baker. So last week I suddenly had a craving for chocolate chip cookies. Not a big deal except to make my cookies I'd need a good 3-4 hour heads up and that wouldn't help with my RIGHT NOW craving. I asked Joe to make me some and he looked at me like I had asked him to make me cookies. See, this point was established very early on in our relationship. Once he discovered my ability to bake (which was even before we started dating) it was written into the contract that that was MY field and he would not step into it. In all fairness and sweetness though he did take me to get ice cream which helped.
So anyway, I decided we needed to be prepared for this type of emergency again. I remembered that Costco had a coupon for it's pre-prepared tub o'cookie dough and since we just happened to be going there the next day, I picked one up. I'm a sucker for a good cookie, I'm an even bigger sucker for cookie dough. and my kids have totally picked up on this horrible yet tasty habit of mine. Once they hear the kitchen aid going they both run for front row seats by the bowl. totally awesome.
So yeah, there is my lunch. a spoonful or so of cookie dough and then I had a bowl of funeral potatoes. I'm also drinking lots of water and will now take my pre-natal vitamin. Once that settles, we'll see how the twix sounds...
(I wrote this post because I realized how silly I was as I was doing it and sometimes you just need to memorialize your silly. Feel free to laugh with me)
I'll have you know that I did start with the twix. But I rethought and then placed the twix back in the cupboard to heat up the potatoes first. Sacrifice, people, sacrifice. Besides I can only eat one of the twix bars a day so it's not completely insane up in here.
But what to do while the microwave is going?....hmmm. Well, looking past the fresh grapes, strawberries, yogurt and BBQ chicken that is staring at me as the logical choice my eyes instead wander to that HUGE container of cookie dough from Costco. yep, that would be an excellent appetizer.
Normally, this kind of thing would not be in my fridge. See, I can be a bit of a cookie snob. I am not a great cook, but I am a decent baker. So last week I suddenly had a craving for chocolate chip cookies. Not a big deal except to make my cookies I'd need a good 3-4 hour heads up and that wouldn't help with my RIGHT NOW craving. I asked Joe to make me some and he looked at me like I had asked him to make me cookies. See, this point was established very early on in our relationship. Once he discovered my ability to bake (which was even before we started dating) it was written into the contract that that was MY field and he would not step into it. In all fairness and sweetness though he did take me to get ice cream which helped.
So anyway, I decided we needed to be prepared for this type of emergency again. I remembered that Costco had a coupon for it's pre-prepared tub o'cookie dough and since we just happened to be going there the next day, I picked one up. I'm a sucker for a good cookie, I'm an even bigger sucker for cookie dough. and my kids have totally picked up on this horrible yet tasty habit of mine. Once they hear the kitchen aid going they both run for front row seats by the bowl. totally awesome.
So yeah, there is my lunch. a spoonful or so of cookie dough and then I had a bowl of funeral potatoes. I'm also drinking lots of water and will now take my pre-natal vitamin. Once that settles, we'll see how the twix sounds...
(I wrote this post because I realized how silly I was as I was doing it and sometimes you just need to memorialize your silly. Feel free to laugh with me)
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Sixth Grade 4th school
Trevin is off to his first day of 6th grade. Which means that next year I will have a jr higher. And a kindergartner. And a preschooler, and a 1 year old. I'm just mapping out my insanity plea now in case you are wondering.
I'm very proud of Trevin's educational journey. He has always been a good student and gotten good grades. He's only had minor behavioral issues (like getting too excited to participate and forgetting to raise his hand first). I've had very little trouble dealing with the boy in the academic world. That doesn't mean that I'm not worried about his future. Jr high is a totally different beast as anyone who has lived through it understands. I'm just hoping he continues to improve or at least stay steady.
His teacher this year I am impressed with, just from the one meeting. She is very atune to the fact that her kids will be in jr high next year and she wants them to be ready. She doesn't assign homework. She simply assigns the work for the day and if you use your time to get it done, then wallah! no homework. If you don't time manage, then you'll probably have homework. She also believes very strongly in the fact that these "kids" need to be the ones in charge of their work and the communication that needs to happen between parents and teachers. She spoke of how this is how it is in upcoming schooling and work environments so getting them ready now is the best approach. I couldn't agree more. I hope Trevin really catches on so he has this little advantage and has a certain skill set in place by the time the nightmare and scare of jr high begins.
I am apparently lacking as a parent though as I did not get a picture of him this morning. I think I have pictures of his first day of preschool (with Miss Gina), kindergarten (Eaglecrest) and first grade (Fox Hollow), but beyond that, I've slacked. I just use school pictures. I will, however, post pictures soon of his chipped tooth before and after. It was the mark in my head of the beginning of school. Me getting him into the dentist in enough time that he wasn't known in his 6th grade class as "dumb and dumber". The chip was repaired and I can look at his smile without wincing anymore. Onward and Upward!
I'm very proud of Trevin's educational journey. He has always been a good student and gotten good grades. He's only had minor behavioral issues (like getting too excited to participate and forgetting to raise his hand first). I've had very little trouble dealing with the boy in the academic world. That doesn't mean that I'm not worried about his future. Jr high is a totally different beast as anyone who has lived through it understands. I'm just hoping he continues to improve or at least stay steady.
His teacher this year I am impressed with, just from the one meeting. She is very atune to the fact that her kids will be in jr high next year and she wants them to be ready. She doesn't assign homework. She simply assigns the work for the day and if you use your time to get it done, then wallah! no homework. If you don't time manage, then you'll probably have homework. She also believes very strongly in the fact that these "kids" need to be the ones in charge of their work and the communication that needs to happen between parents and teachers. She spoke of how this is how it is in upcoming schooling and work environments so getting them ready now is the best approach. I couldn't agree more. I hope Trevin really catches on so he has this little advantage and has a certain skill set in place by the time the nightmare and scare of jr high begins.
I am apparently lacking as a parent though as I did not get a picture of him this morning. I think I have pictures of his first day of preschool (with Miss Gina), kindergarten (Eaglecrest) and first grade (Fox Hollow), but beyond that, I've slacked. I just use school pictures. I will, however, post pictures soon of his chipped tooth before and after. It was the mark in my head of the beginning of school. Me getting him into the dentist in enough time that he wasn't known in his 6th grade class as "dumb and dumber". The chip was repaired and I can look at his smile without wincing anymore. Onward and Upward!
Friday, July 29, 2011
i'm sick
This is newsworthy. I don't get sick often. I have a pretty hearty immune system thanks to my mom. I don't deal well when sick because it happens so rarely.
I can handle anyone else being sick, I prefer it that way. I can accommodate. But when my body takes a detour, I just can't cope. Even with the good Kleenex, cough drops and kids who still nap everyday. I hate being sick.
I blame California.
We had my brother and sister-in-law and their clan here for a while. It was great, but they had spent a few weeks in Cali with other family previously and those evil germs in California must have made the road trip with them. You just can't have that many carrier monkeys...i mean kids about without someone getting something. I just happened to be the lucky winner this time.
It's a head cold. Which may be completely managable for someone who was not incubating an already very opinionated fetus. You see, this pregnancy has sucked. And this is just the latest sucktastic thing to pile on. I got sick the other night when someone opened a bag of licorice...i mean, come on! This child inside has very particular tastes and when I do not obey those directions, I pay dearly.
This is where you feel bad for me. Because I've never been sick with pregnancy before, and I don't get sick regularly either. So here I am SICKLY pregnant and SICK. I'll wait while you all wipe the tears to continue reading.
The little things that we as mom's do daily are not getting done here. Like cooking, or cleaning up, or showering.... I suddenly have a deep appreciation for that scripture which says that cleanliness is next to Godliness because none of that is here in this house.
Joe has missed several days of work because of his useless wife and it's not exactly luxurious here. Listening to me moan, cough and generally mucus up the house is what is happening here. That and a lot of Phineas and Ferb. Because I can't actually get off the couch.
I think I am through the worst of it but I'm still exceptionally exhausted and with my little bits of energy I can only get so much done. I did get the toys in the toy box today and then ventured into the room that should be the kitchen but has now just turned into storage for dirty dishes. I was totally planning on unloading the dishwasher and getting all those dirty dishes into the dishwasher until I came upon a sippy cup of chocolate milk that had been lost and forgotten for a few days apparently and when I opened it to rinse it out the blob that came out followed by the serious odor was just enough to send me sprinting to the bathroom. I figured having vomit covering all the dirty dishes would be even too much for Joe to handle. Once I returned to the "kitchen" I ran the hot water and disposal for about 10 minutes and turned on the scentsy. Which should cover all that grossness in a lovely lavendar scent. I know what you are thinking and you are right...Joe is a lucky guy!
I can handle anyone else being sick, I prefer it that way. I can accommodate. But when my body takes a detour, I just can't cope. Even with the good Kleenex, cough drops and kids who still nap everyday. I hate being sick.
I blame California.
We had my brother and sister-in-law and their clan here for a while. It was great, but they had spent a few weeks in Cali with other family previously and those evil germs in California must have made the road trip with them. You just can't have that many carrier monkeys...i mean kids about without someone getting something. I just happened to be the lucky winner this time.
It's a head cold. Which may be completely managable for someone who was not incubating an already very opinionated fetus. You see, this pregnancy has sucked. And this is just the latest sucktastic thing to pile on. I got sick the other night when someone opened a bag of licorice...i mean, come on! This child inside has very particular tastes and when I do not obey those directions, I pay dearly.
This is where you feel bad for me. Because I've never been sick with pregnancy before, and I don't get sick regularly either. So here I am SICKLY pregnant and SICK. I'll wait while you all wipe the tears to continue reading.
The little things that we as mom's do daily are not getting done here. Like cooking, or cleaning up, or showering.... I suddenly have a deep appreciation for that scripture which says that cleanliness is next to Godliness because none of that is here in this house.
Joe has missed several days of work because of his useless wife and it's not exactly luxurious here. Listening to me moan, cough and generally mucus up the house is what is happening here. That and a lot of Phineas and Ferb. Because I can't actually get off the couch.
I think I am through the worst of it but I'm still exceptionally exhausted and with my little bits of energy I can only get so much done. I did get the toys in the toy box today and then ventured into the room that should be the kitchen but has now just turned into storage for dirty dishes. I was totally planning on unloading the dishwasher and getting all those dirty dishes into the dishwasher until I came upon a sippy cup of chocolate milk that had been lost and forgotten for a few days apparently and when I opened it to rinse it out the blob that came out followed by the serious odor was just enough to send me sprinting to the bathroom. I figured having vomit covering all the dirty dishes would be even too much for Joe to handle. Once I returned to the "kitchen" I ran the hot water and disposal for about 10 minutes and turned on the scentsy. Which should cover all that grossness in a lovely lavendar scent. I know what you are thinking and you are right...Joe is a lucky guy!
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Family and such
We had the great opportunity to house some extra family for the last little while. It was one of the main reasons for buying a house of this magnitude that I could have an extra 14 or so people staying with us, and no one was really cramped. It's awesome. Until I have to clean it.
It was great to see everyone and I am sick and seriously sleep deprived from it, but totally worth it.
From these late nights came some very interesting conversations amid all the games and I promised those invovled that I would blog some of the more memorable quotes of the evenings. Feel free to add if I forgot any because hey...I was up until 2 am or so most mornings....haven't done that in YEARS.
"You know what I like about the ______ family"..."not that I don't like everything else..."
"Justin is only so good with math" "Yeah, since I only use it every day for every facet of my job"
"You know how Joe is a player"
"what happens on Thursday nights, stays on Thursday nights"
"Dueces are wild" "right, what's a duece?"
"Did Justin win?" "Yeah" "Then it doesn't count"
"It's ok, because he didn't look"
Along with many others that I can't think of right now. I also want to give a big shout out to my little sister who shared with us her wisdom of "floating" and "gazing". Believe me, if you don't know, you don't want to.
It was great to see everyone and I am sick and seriously sleep deprived from it, but totally worth it.
From these late nights came some very interesting conversations amid all the games and I promised those invovled that I would blog some of the more memorable quotes of the evenings. Feel free to add if I forgot any because hey...I was up until 2 am or so most mornings....haven't done that in YEARS.
"You know what I like about the ______ family"..."not that I don't like everything else..."
"Justin is only so good with math" "Yeah, since I only use it every day for every facet of my job"
"You know how Joe is a player"
"what happens on Thursday nights, stays on Thursday nights"
"Dueces are wild" "right, what's a duece?"
"Did Justin win?" "Yeah" "Then it doesn't count"
"It's ok, because he didn't look"
Along with many others that I can't think of right now. I also want to give a big shout out to my little sister who shared with us her wisdom of "floating" and "gazing". Believe me, if you don't know, you don't want to.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Christmas come early....
I'm having issues with getting the pic big enough and posting correctly so this is what i can produce right now. Due Dec 1st!
(we don't know the sex)
(we don't know the sex)
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