Some randomness

Here's a little recap of the first trimester.

-Refill nausea medication four or five times.
-Get nausea medication dose upped.
-Visit Urgent Care twice for IV rehydration and extra meds.

-Get the very basics for homeschool done.

-Make very few meals.

-Do very little housework.

-Nap everyday.

-Call in for reinforcements three times.

Overall, not the worst first trimester I've ever had, but not my best either. We all survived.

And on a totally unrelated subject, and at the risk of causing a huge ruckus since all my in-laws read this on occasion, I wish my husband would quit commenting on his siblings' Facebook comments. Truthfully, sometimes I just wish he'd keep all his FB comments to himself. What he thinks is witty banter almost always can be taken offensively. And there is some tension in the sibling relationships already, so really anything he says gets an immediate reaction by someone. It's getting ugly.

Finally, have you heard about the school teacher that ate school lunches for a year and blogged about it? I wandered over there yesterday, and it has given me renewed conviction to be better about what I feed my kids here for lunch. Especially when something like chicken nuggets has been on our menu, which is not normal. Plus, if Hyrum had his choice, we'd eat candy and crackers all day. He does eat a carrot if I tell him fruit and veggies are the only option, but he'd much prefer to bypass that part. Today he ate half a banana with his half egg salad sandwich, but only because Grandpa had brought over some mini Oreos that he really wanted.

Anyway, onward and upward! I've woken up feeling fabulous the last 6 mornings out of 7, my house got a complete cleaning the other day, I'm making dinner again, (and eating it!!), and spending more time with my kids and less time in bed with them watching TV. We're gonna make it!!

The Nitty Gritty

I agree I missed a few key points in my last post. So here's the details. I'm due the end of September. We did plan this, although after the first time I prayed to the porcelain god, I wasn't so sure why. I'm on my medication and it is working, for the most part. We're hoping for whatever comes along, and that the baby and I are healthy through the whole thing.

When I was pregnant with Jonah, I made an antibody in my blood. Antibodies, as you know, are what your body makes to fight off things, like colds and whatnot. Well, your blood making antibodies when you're pregnant is not such a good thing. My doctor told me no one knows why we make them, but our body thinks it needs to fight something. And once an antibody is made, it doesn't go away, so I have to be monitored with a monthly blood draw. If my antibody level starts to rise, I'll have to have more extensive testing to make sure it's not attacking the baby.

If the level doesn't rise, I just have to tell the pediatrician so they can test the baby's bilirubin levels right away. Jonah was so jaundiced because of his blood having to break down my blood with the antibody.

The best part of all this is I'm finally getting the questions answered I had when I was pregnant and when Jonah was born. Two years later seems like the perfect amount of time.

In the meantime, I'm just trying to get my normal, daily things done, which is not as easy as it used to be. I'm pretty exhausted and I have to have a protein-heavy something to eat every two-three hours or I'm tossing cookies. On the other hand, if I eat to much, I'm tossing cookies. It's a pain!! And sweets have absolutely no appeal. I never really crave them anyway, but right now they are totally revolting.

Did I miss anything?

Mmmm, words are yummy!

Yep, this is current. From Thursday. I'm never ever making official declarations again! Wait, that was one....

SNOW!!!!

How can you possibly say no to your kids when they ask to go play in the snow? Even if it is 9:00 at night!!! We're feeling the effects today, two days later, of little boys making snow angels, throwing snowballs, and attempting to make a snow fort until almost ten at night, but it was a good thing they got to enjoy it, because it was gone the next morning.

We love snow!! We are going to have to make a trip to the mountains to play very soon. But first I have to find Hyrum some decent snow gloves. Those little stretchy knit gloves are a sorry excuse for hand coverings. His poor little fingers were red!

I think they had a pretty great night with all the outside fun and hot chocolate to warm their little fingers, toes, and bellies when they came in.

I love my crazies!

Nine Years

Nine years ago, I said yes to a crazy guy who thought we'd have a great life together. Boy, was he wrong!!! Kidding, of course. We have a really great life together. I've been reflecting more than I ever have before. We were teasing the other night about what we lovingly call "the single years," as in, the years before kids. Brandon called them the good years the other day, and while it was different, it definitely wasn't better. Yes, we could go out to eat whenever we wanted, we slept through church once, we slept all night every night, but there is a depth to our relationship now there wasn't before.

The good and the bad, ups and downs, laughter and tears, have made us get to know each other. Even the ugly parts that only your parents know about, and maybe not even them. Those are the things that have kept us together.

Sometimes it feels like it has been a long, winding road, and then other days it feels like last week I was curling my hair to pick him up from the airport the day he got home from his mission. I'm so glad I still get that excited feeling when he comes home. I love my husband more than I could have ever thought possible, and I can't imagine our life will get better, but somehow I know it will.

And we lived happily ever after.

O Christmas Tree

Jonah was admiring the tree the other day. Of course he couldn't just stand right next to it and look, he had to climb up on the trunks to look! (I tried to take it without the flash...)
As soon as he noticed me with the camera, the grin came out. He has figured out when someone gets the camera, you smile and say cheese. He can't quite say "cheese" so he says "eeee!" Then, of course, you run to mom to see the picture.
On another cute but random note, I was out checking the chickens this morning, and this is what Hyrum came wondering through the yard in.

The Dora backpack was his Donatello bag. Don't you know anything purple belongs to Donatello? He's very much to comedy relief here.

The other day he and Sterling came in to ask me a few questions about a map they were looking at. It was a big world map and they found Washington. For some reason, the makers of this map found that Walla Walla was an important city in Washington to highlight, who knows why, and Sterling was telling me how there is a state called Walla Walla. I explained that it is a city and it is even in Washington! Hyrum, in his cutest Hyrum I-can't-quite-pronounce-w-and-r voice, asked, "Mom, when can we go to Wawa Wawa?"

I just about died.

Lots of nothing

I'm too tired to post much today, even though I feel like I need to do something. I have a few things waiting in the queue, like pics from the craft fair, and Christmas decorating, but right now I have a question.

How can kids be up sick half the night and then be their normal, boisterous, rambunctious selves the next morning??? Hyrum was up with a stomach bug Sunday night from about 1am till 8am, and then Jonah was up last night for about the same amount of time with the same thing. Could I have a little bit of that resilience? Please? I'm pretty tired...