Tuesday, October 29, 2013

9 Months

Here are my lovely little ladies 9 month photos (even though they are technically 9 1/2 months)... lay off me, it's been a busy month. :)

Oh, and though most of the time I don't plan on buying Peyton's pictures, I always have her take some (you know so she's included). This photo was just so darn cute we had to get it. Peyton is 3 years 3 months here. Sadly however, their "sister" photo was just not happening this day. Oh well.
Having little girls is just the tops!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Forgetful Me....

Oh my goodness, I just now realized I never posted about my Jovie girl turning 9 months old. Annnnd, it's almost been another month. Whoopsy! So, because she is doing so much more now than she was a month ago, and honestly I can't remember everything she was doing then, I am going to write 9 things I love about this baby of mine.

1. I love how when I wipe her face off after she eats she always makes a sound so I will play with her lips and make funny noises.
2. I love as she eats (which she would do all day long honestly) when I put a spoon in her mouth she will bite it and make the cutest smiley face with the spoon hanging out.
3. She goes to bed awake, lays down, raises her head for her paci and then "plops" (hard) down on her face to sleep. (it's a great routine)
4. She bounces up and down to dance
5. Learned to wave... which is awesome
6. baby gibbers "mamamamamama", "dadadadada" it's all so cute and she is so verbal
7. Has the biggest cutest smile and still loves to be held
8. Has the most intense moments where she gets upset and shakes
9. She has the cutest hand bang (up and down) on her legs when we wave to her and make motions for her to come to us
9 1/2. I am adding one just 'cuz its so cute and I love her. When Wes throws her into the air she puts her hands behind her head and then kicks like crazy when she is held over our head
9 3/4. Always plays with her hair. When I would nurse her she would eat and play with her hair. She loves her hair... and to pull mine. ;)

I love this little girl. I decided she is a very regular baby. She isn't the easiest and she isn't overly fussy. She is just a very regular, perfectly sweet little thang, and boy does she make our family happy!!! Love you Jovie girl!!!
P.S. I did get her 9 month photos taken (earlier this month) but haven't gotten them back yet.

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Costume Ideas and How-to

I've gotten a lot of hits on this blog recently from Pinterest and such for Halloween Costumes. So, I thought I would provide a little more info on how we do our costumes. Lemme tell ya too, they are super easy and require little skill and only a little imagination. Oh, and a glue gun and felt, which have become my crafting best friends.

We really enjoy dressing up, but not so much buying the ugly cheap costumes that not only look bad, but are terribly made and expensive.So we make our own. It's more fun and usually better than store bought, although you do have to be creative. Always start with a photo and go from there. And, you do have to buy things occasionally because sometimes its just too hard to create.

This one is personally one of my favorites. Jack in the box and a Hamburger. For Jack I bought a big street light from a lamp store. It was really hard to see out of, but I bought it about 2 hours before our party so I didn't have time to play too much with it. I would have drilled holes under the eyes to aid in seeing. For the eyes and mouth I used colored electric tape. And the hate is from a party store covered in construction paper and the nose is just rolled construction paper. Wes just wore his own suit. For me I bought a hamburger costume on eBay, but wish I would've had more time to make a better one.
 I love this one, just because of how ugly we are. I actually bought two sets of wigs and accessories at an online Halloween store. So, his glasses, and wig came together, and I bought the "Vote for Pedro" shirt too. For mine the wig, mustache, and bolo tie came together. Then we thrift stored everything else, including the cool jeans, fanny pack, moon boots and cowboy boots. The awesome facial expressions are all us!
 This was a super easy costume. I had overalls, we thrifted Wes' (which are actually girls and way too small). I re-wore my Pedro wig, and both mustaches' are made of felt and stuck on by 2-sided tape. The shirts and hats we got at one of those $5 t-shirt places. And the buttons, and letters on the hat are felt.
 Ahh, creepiness at its finest. I did a lot of eBay shopping for this. The hat, wigs, and my shirt are all bought on eBay. Wes' shirt, and jacket are bought at thrift stores and are all ladies clothes. lol. The bow tie is just fabric cut and tied. My stripes on my shirt are felt. The pants are nursing scrubs. And the rest is from a fabric store. Face paint from a clown costume and orange spray for hair helped with my coloring. Again, the creepy facial expressions you will have to do on your own.
 All felt here my friends. Originally our baby was going to be an alien from Toy Story but we lagged and they were all gone. So she is a baby spud. This whole costume cost about $15 and is all felt, sewed together with stuffing. We did use Velcro so we could remove some of the pieces. Very comfortable costume and could be added to a Toy Story theme.
 Last year we worked with what we had. I was about 8 months pregnant and wanted to show off the belly. So, we went with a "Toddlers and Tiaras" theme. Otherwise known as white trash. We bought my hubby's wig and teeth at Walmart for like $8, and my daughters wig and tiara at a Halloween store for about $10 total and everything else we had. I did buy the letters to add to a shirt I already had, and did draw a belly button on an undershirt, although braver people than me could just show the real deal. My daughters dress was my niece's dance costume and all other clothes we had. And we just carried around root beer bottles and "go go juice" in a water bottle (cranberry juice and water). Def. our easiest costume ever.
 I might have to take that back.. our mafia costume was REALLY easy too. My husband had everything but the hat already. So we only had to buy a hat and gun (spray-painted) at a Halloween store. Yes, the 'satche is real. Me? I just ducked taped trash bags around myself... loosely enough at my feet to let me walk.
Now if only I had this years costume ready. I don't.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Life Lately

Well, I think I should do a follow up post to my surgery since that was kind of a big deal for me.

After about 1 week I was feeling much better, but still not 100%. In fact it took a good week to be back on my feet. I had to go to church on Sunday (6 days later) to be sustained for my new calling, and to watch Wes be set apart (more on those 2 things later). I was still on my "good" drugs and feeling pretty loopy to say the least. In fact I had a conversation with our new stake president, and on Thursday when I spoke to him again he brought it up and I had no recollection of it. whoops. However, now 2 weeks to the day later I am pretty much back to normal and just waiting for my scars to heal. I stretched one this last week and that hurt a good deal, so I still need to watch myself.

2 days after surgery.. (4 incisions, and the rest are pen marks not moles). 2 on right side of photo, 1 on the left and one through my belly button.

What happens now with this? Well, I met with my Dr. last week for a follow-up. He said it all looked good, but encouraged me to wait at least 1 year to get pregnant again, which is fine. Although now that I am not pregnant and can't be, I cry a lot. Like walking through the baby aisle at Target, seeing new baby pictures on Facebook, etc. I guess it's true, you always want what you can't have. He also walked me through the surgery, since I was coherent, and showed me some photos. Pretty gross and cool at the same time. However, because of the way the baby grew, part in the tube and extending a good part into the uterus, they had to remove about 3 cm of my uterus which is a big deal, as well as the whole right tube. My doctor also said this was the most unique case he's ever personally seen, and he won't ever forget me. Cool if it wasn't your doctor saying this right?! He also said I will have to do a c-section because of the cut my chance of rupturing during labor is 12% while a typical c-section v-bac is 1%. Not great and I am super bummed about this. But, other than that, things look good and I am feeling physical good. Plus I got a lot of great cuddling time with my kids, and I caught up on some shows and movies. So there were def. some pluses.

Pluses: Laying around a lot and not feeling guilty. Wes works from home so he was able to "help" so much. And when I say "help"  I mean do everything, including waiting on me. Although he got help too. Our ward is excellent at helping out and brought us meals for a week, which I know my hubby appreciated a lot.

Mentally however I am verging on good and verging on "ahhhhh." Not so much because of the surgery but because of everything else going on, on top of the surgery. I must start by saying, I am not a big fan of change. Small change okay, spur of the moment activities, great. Hair, I love big changes. But big life-changes, yikes. I have a hard time adjusting to it. I like to know how things are, and make small, minuscule changes. However, the last 2 weeks have been full of big changes. Well first you mamas know going from not pregnant to pregnant is a big deal. Then going back from pregnant to not pregnant is mentally hard. Then getting called as Stake Primary President is a HUGE deal. Then on top of that having your husband called to be Ward Executive Secretary the same week is pretty intense. So our life has changed from really very easy going and not having a lot of meetings, or things we have to be at, to having something almost everyday, and getting and sending tons and tons of emails and calls and having to be at meetings, is an adjustment to say the least. But, with that said I have awesome counselors that help out a ton. I am getting a feel for what I am supposed to do. And Wes likes his meetings and being more involved in adult activity. So, while its a big change and kind of overwhelming it is also pretty fun.

Luckily I have good girls. A husband I couldn't ask to be any better than he is. And all is well. My new life motto and the motto for my primary presidency is this:

“Don’t be gloomy. Do not dwell on unkind things. Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight. Even if you are not happy, put a smile on your face. ‘Accentuate the positive.’ Look a little deeper for the good. Go forward in life with a twinkle in your eye and a smile on your face, with great and strong purpose in your heart. Love life.” -Gordon B. Hinckley

I really do have a good life, and I love it. I am excited for it to change and for the growth that I know I will experience and the wonderful people I will have the opportunity to meet.

P.S. Did I mention that Wes is subbing seminary for the next month and super busy with work, which is quite different for us too. Good again, but different.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

October Awareness

So since my last post was about health I thought I would follow it up with something we did before my surgery to aid in staying healthy. A good friend of mine from the ward, Sandra Jones is a breast cancer survivor. We also have other friends and family members who have kicked cancer's butt and some who have succumb to cancer so this is something near and dear to me and Wes. Breast cancer specifically is something that scares me a little and obviously something I pray we find a cure for. So when Sandra asked me to walk by her side a few weeks ago I happily accepted and began recruiting for "our team." Being that it was a busy Saturday morning I only got my awesome hubby, 2 cuties and my mama to come out, but we had a great time, it was a beautiful morning and we walked together for a purpose. Actually Peyton, who loved the cheers she got, decided to run a lot of it. My side was hurting (from pregnancy things... or so I thought) took it slow and walked it with my mom, carrying Jovie (who did not want her stroller) and another friend from the ward. I love being outside and enjoy doing meaningful things. It was a great walk and I hope made a difference, even if it meant something to just my dear friend.
Peyton running
 Another survivor let Peyton walk her dog into the finish line
 Our group "Friends for friends"

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Tender Mercies

This has been a very VERY long hard month for me, with lots of ups and downs. As I write this post I am laying in bed, where I have been since 9PM Monday. I have pretty much slept all of that time or really since 4PM Monday when I was put to sleep for my surgery. Yes, you read that right surgery. I suffered an ectopic pregnancy, which sadly I was all to familiar with since I've had close family and friends who have had to deal with this too.

Remember this post when at the bottom I gave a warning about more info to come from September. Well, I was simply waiting for the right time to show this photo...
I had a whole post in my head about what I was going to say about this photo. How when I first saw these words I cried. I wasn't sure why I was crying, whether it was happy or sad or anxious or what, all I knew was that this was an utter surprise. I think I cried off and on for 2 days as I thought about figuring out all the hows with this new addition in our family. That first day I probably said "oh crap!" to Wes close to 100 times. Some intimate details of this which helps explain our surprise at this positive confirmation (which just feel free to bypass if you'd like) is I haven't had the special visitor since Jovie was born. I had been on birth control the entire time besides about a 1 month span while I was getting insurance stuff taken care of. Annnd, I was still nursing Jovie a ton. So, I thought I had all the angles covered. Apparently not.

Well, after those first few days of pure shock I came to except this as something that was supposed to happen. And, I started to get slightly excited about it. But, I was still nervous about the details. I worry like crazy about my other kids with this happening, especially since Jovie would have been only about 17 months when this baby came and I didn't want her to feel shafted. And for some reason I was still really doubting if this was a real pregnancy or not, so I never felt the same as I did with my other 2. So right away I made my doctor appointment to be checked out. Wes and I decided to keep this strictly to ourselves until we knew for sure after the apt. what was going on.

About 1 1/2 weeks finally went by and I had my first appointment. The Dr started by looking for the heartbeat on my belly... but couldn't find anything. He wasn't worried because I could be newly pregnant. So he then used an internal ultrasound and couldn't find anything in the uterus which seemed weird to him. But, he also said his machine was being funky. So, instead he set me up to do lab work that week (2) and go to an ultrasound place to have a tech do one as well. So, my week became very busy between lab work, and all the other stuff I was needing to do.

I went back to my Dr on Friday to go over results. I failed to bring Wes with me to this appointment which I later regretted as it is nice to have a hand to hold during hard news. But, I was happy he was home taking care of our children during this all, and really he wouldn't have been able to do anything to make it better, so it was fine. My doc. walked in and first thing he says is, "Well, I am concerned....." Not really words I wanted or was expecting to hear. He then said my HCG (blood level) was very high proving I was or had been pregnant. But, the ultrasound tech could also not find anything in my uterus but did find a mass in my right tube. So, he said while he couldn't guarantee it was an ectopic until he got inside, he was pretty sure that was what had happened. He then said he wanted to get it taken care of right away as these could be very dangerous even leading to death. Crazy enough the hospital would not let me have the surgery until Monday so it was a LONG weekend of waiting, and stressing about every little pain I was having.

Finally on Monday with the kids staying with family I was able to go have the surgery. It was a crazy and very new experience as I was rolled through the hospital into an operating room.. I've never had anything like that before. I remember talking very little with the nurses and my Dr. then I was OUT. Out for about 3 hours (the surgery was a little over an hour and a half). It was apparently not as easy as they had hoped because the baby was not only attached to my tube but partially to my uterus too. My doctor said he had only seen this 4 times ever, and the last time was 12 years ago, so no, not common. He also told Wes this may have saved me, because for as far along as I was it was shocking my tube had not ruptured. So, they had to cut part of my uterus to do the surgery and apparently I lost a lot of blood where they almost had to do a blood transfusion. Luckily they did not, but boy howdy I had a hard time waking up, and people kept talking to me and telling me things and I was just not mentally there. Thank goodness they told Wes too so he was able to share info with me once I was coherent enough. They were able to look at my other tube, which looked great, meaning I should not have any problem getting pregnant again and having more babies. For a while I was convincing myself that even if I could not have more children (which was not our plan, I've always said at least 4) I was blessed with 2 beautiful girls that I could love and take care of and be 100% happy with them. The biggest bummer about all of it in my mind is I think I will have to do c-sections for now on because of the uterine cut.

However, through all of this I have been very able to see the Lord's hand in my life and his being very aware of me. There was really never a reason for me to take the pregnancy test to begin with. Besides all those things I listed earlier, I wasn't feeling pregnant. I would wake up starving which usually only happens when I am pregnant and my nipples hurt like crazy when I would nurse, which after 8 months should not have been happening. So, I feel like I was blessed to have figured things out so quickly so this didn't end worse. And Wes and I have talked a lot about how trials make us better people. They make us bond together and turn to the Lord. I also received 2 truly inspired blessings from my man that I know helped.

I have had my testimony strengthened through this experience. My Heavenly Father knows me, and each of us individually. He wants to help us and love us. I also know that he could have stopped this storm from happening, but he allowed it for my benefit and those around me.

So, while this has been a very hard thing to go through and I have experienced many different emotions and pains... which BTW this pain and recovery is a TON worse than any child birthing or any other experience I have ever had, I do know that I will benefit from this experience and have a greater understanding of others trials and will be a better person for it.

Friday, October 4, 2013

That's What She Said...

We've been working with Peyton on her prayers, not saying the same thing everyday etc. So one night while she was saying our nightly prayer she included the following: "Annnnd, thank you for......... daddy's bum" (which she then headbutted... literally).

She wanted to play with her basket of balls one day and I said how I would get it in a minute because I did not think she could pick it up and carry it on her own. Well, she disappeared and came but holding the basket (that I didn't think she could carry) and said, "Behold Mama."

A not very happy teenage girl at the grocery store was shopping with her mom, the girl had very purple hair. As she walked by Peyton said, "Oooooh, she has beautiful pretty hair," which then made the girl smile.

I was informed by the nursery leader that Peyton all on her own had helped one of the younger kids when he was crying by sitting with him and playing ball. She said Peyton is always a very helpful, kind girl.

And, my personal favorite of the month. Peyton was playing with a very small baby doll and a large stuffed horse. Peyton is really good at changing her voice for her toys. So I watched and heard her put her small doll on the back of the horse, she then turned the head of the doll to look at her, and in a very high pitched baby voice the doll then said to Peyton, "No space for you," to which Peyton responded with an "Awwwww." I died. What little girl excludes herself from play?!