Mami mami mami mami mami......

I put the kids down a little early for their naps today. (And they also didn't wake up until 9:40 am.....AND they went to bed at 7:30pm last night.) They are still up. Isabella is reading her book and Alexander is saying "Ma may" "Ma may". He started saying "mami" a few days ago. That's all he says now. It's very sweet. This morning I woke up to....

Alexander: "MAAAA MIIIIIIII!"

and

Isabella: "Mami, I'm awake!"

This is what Isabella says every morning when she is up.

We finally carved our pumpkins this morning before Ronald left for work. They look great. Isabella didn't want to get the "guts" out. She thought it was gross. Last year she was brave and did it without hesitation. I will post pictures later.

Daddy is going to get the Christmas trees down for me today when he gets home. I know. I'm crazy. But I'm really really excited for Christmas this year. I think part of it has to do with my hormones. (Well, I can try to blame it on them, can't I?) I have big plans for Christmas this year. I'm surprised Daddy is willing to get the trees down for me so early. Normally, we would probably refuse. Again, thank you hormones!

Have a safe Halloween.

Not the right timing

Where do I begin.

A few people know that I am pregnant. If you didn't know, now you do. I am very excited about this new life, even though it was TOTALLY unexpected and not planned for (we were going to wait 2 years or so until Ronald is almost done with school). I have no idea when my due date is, sometime in May. I should find out for sure next week at my doctor's appointment.

Last night I took the kids my myself to church for the annual trunk-or-treat. Ronald had school. Isabella was really looking forward to this, and even though I wasn't feel great, I took her. Near the end of the night I felt some "wetness", more than usual (you know how it is being a pregnant woman, you NEVER know what's going on with your body), so I went to check it out. It was BLOOD! LOTS OF IT!!

I freaked, but very quietly. I didn't want to scare Isabella. Okay, I'll just stuff some TP in there and be fine. I did, and it wasn't cutting it. I didn't have anything in my purse that would be handy. WAIT....a diaper! Yes, I used a diaper, and it worked great. (I felt totally weired.) We hurried out to the car. (For the first time, I told Isabella to run in church. I felt really bad saying that, but I did.) We got home, I called the doctor, they said "come on down". Ronald still wasn't home so Daddy took me all the way down to Franklin Square. The midwife on duty checked me out. No cramping, good news. No dialation and a long cervix....very good news. They would try to listen for a heart beat and if that didn't work, they would do an ultrasound. The most beautiful thing ever gave my heart a little hug, I got to hear my sweet new growing baby's heartbeat. So I must be between 10-12 weeks....I think. I felt relieved, but I'm still not in the clear. Now I have to take it easy, which I think I've already been doing since I feel so nasty all day long (but it is WAY easier this time around than with Isabella and Alexander....with them I threw up 8-12 times a day, with this one it's only 2-4 times a day!). If I bleed a whole whole lot, I have to go back. I'm still bleeding, but I'm still not crampy.

I was very happy to get sick this morning. It made me feel normal. Hopefully things will be okay, and if not, I put all my trust in my Heavenly Father.

If only this all happened at home.......and not at church. sigh......

Isabella turns 3!

My Isabella turned three last week. She was has been so excited so her birthday this year. No kidding, every day for a couple of months before her big day, she has been talking about her birthday. She was so excited when the day finally came!

She got her very own fish! She named it "Banga". As in "bang" with an "ah" on the end. She named him right away.

"Look, I got my doctor toys back!" She's been wanting these since FOREVER!
" A BOOK!" This girly loves to read her books. Seriously, after she unwrapped her presents the first thing she did was look at her book. No requests were made for the toys to be opened. She just sat and read.

A prince, princess, and a wedding all in one box. She was pleased with her little people.

The birthday cake I made for my princesa. It's a pillow with a crown on top.

Uncle Cookie was the chief of the pancake flipping. Isabella said she wanted pancaycays (that's what she calls them) and bacon, and orange juice. This girl LOVES her breakfast foods.

My two sweet babies.

Happy birthday, sissy!

Excited that she finally gets to open her presents. Notice the jewelery. I put the clip on earrings on her and she said, "owww, take them off." I said, "wait, I want you to see how pretty you look first." I took her in the bathroom and put her on the counter. She saw herself and smiled. The earrings did not come off. The price of beauty.

Checking out her new Bitty Baby from Nanny. She loves loves LOVES her Bitty Baby (so does Auntie Beebs).

Singing happy birthday to my sweet girl (and Bitty Baby).

Preparing to blow the candles.

and they were out! I seriously thought one of my brothers "helped" her, but they didn't. She was pretty far from the cake. I didn't think she'd be able to blow them out from that far. I was wrong.

YAY! Now she can finally wear the princesa crown from the top of the cake! (And yes, I did wash it off first.) Such a pretty girl.

Riding on the motocicleta that Uncle Grant and Jenny got for her.

The Bitty Baby toting, motocicleta riding princesa Isabella.

Happy Birthday, punkin! I LOVE YOU!

Alexander turns 1!

My little bear turned one year old two weeks ago. I can't believe how quickly his birthday came. I remember being pregnant with him. I remember all of the contractions I had with him during the hay right to the pumpkin patch at Brad's. I remember hearing, "It's a boy!" and thinking, holy cow, I have a SON! We'll that sweet baby is one, and I just can't believe it. We had a nice birthday dinner for him with family. I love my little choo-choo.

The cake I made for him. Megan, I know it doesn't compare to your cakes, but I was very pleased with it.

The vines around the side of the cake.
The family, minus me, and Uncle Jeffrey wasn't there yet, either. Daddy had to work.

Eating his birthday dinner. I made him plain and blueberry waffles. We also had fruit salad. This boy LOVES those things.

The birthday boy, not sure what is going on.

Playing his drums that Nanny got for him.

Sitting on the "crrrrruck" that Nanny got for him, too. It makes lots of noises and plays music.

My brother Grant and his girlfriend Jenny got him this HUGE dump truck. Grant was hoping that Alexander would climb into the bed of the truck. Here he is doing just that. Grant was very pleased.

Sitting in the dump truck and holding the boat that Grandpa got him.

This is the face he was making while we were singing "Happy Birthday". He was grinning the whole time. So cute!

Trying to put the candle out with his fingers.

We called for back-up. Isabella helped Alexander blow out his candle.

mmmmm.....cake

It never ends

This morning on our way to the doctor's, we were rear ended. This happened on the busy busy 50 + miles per hour road near our house. The boy (okay, he's 22ish) who hit me was texting. IT"S AGAINST THE LAW!!!!!!!!!! Laws are made for reasons. Today, that reason was shown. When you text and drive you CRASH! The guy in front of me was turning right into his driveway. I slowed down and looked in my rear view mirror. I saw the car coming. TOO FAST! I literally said out loud, "slow down buddy.....oh no, you are going to hit me.....hold on!". He didn't hear me. I looked in the left lane and no one was coming for a long while, so I steered into that lane. He hit me on my right rear bumper, we went into the guard rail. Alexander cried at the top of his lungs. Isabella's eyes were really big. I was very scared. (I thought we were going to go over the guard rail into the trees, but we didn't....thankfully.)

Our car is pretty messed up, but the important things is that

WE ARE SAFE.

I'm glad I prayed for safety this morning before we left. I almost didn't pray (I don't know why, I always pray before we go anywhere.) Heavenly Father loves me and my sweet babies. I'm glad he heard and answered my prayer today. He DOES hear and answer prayers, and I am greatful.

Now, let's hope nothing else goes wrong this week. We still have no hot water, but someone's coming out to look at the heater tomorrow morning (hopefully) and he has experience with our heater!

Tired of boiling water

Our hot water heater has not produced ANY hot water (and I'm not exaggerating....there is NONE) for a little over a month now. I am really tired of boiling pots of water everytime I want to get clean. It takes me a good hour to get clean. I boil a big pot of water, dump that water in our canning pot, then fill up the now empty pot with more water and boil that. While the second pot is working on boiling, I fill up the canning pot with some more water (which is FREEZING) until the temperature is just right, and then sponge bathe. I use the second pot to wash my hair. This process is a pain, but I'm greatful we have running water and a stove to heat water on. My brother Nathan is here now trying to figure out how to get it to work (he's amazing....I love you Natey.), but he says he's not promising anything. The only problem is that it won't ignite to make hot water. The fan works, but the flame is OUT! Please pray for us that this problem will be solved. This mami needs a really hot bath right now. It has been a very yucky day!

Hormones are NOT fun!

I do not like my hormones. We do not get along at all. When I need to be supportive of my hubby, they don't want me to be, so then I fuss and whine, and then feel really bad! (Sorry, baby.) When I start working out and begin getting muscle definition again, I start loosing weight and looking GROSS! (This has only been happening since I've been married.) Why is it that every time I really start doing something good, my hormones send me in the other direction? Does this happen to anyone else? I want it to go away! I don't want to loose weight. I don't want to be grumpy. I don't want to cry for no reason (okay, sometimes I do. It feels REALLY good to just cry sometimes, and I need it.). Ronald had to work tonight, so I took the kids by myself to church to watch General Conference. They did great. On the way home, they fell asleep and when Isabella woke up to go inside, she became super grumpy, which helped me to be super grumpy. She wanted to snuggle tonight before I left her room and I didn't, so I just walked out. She cried. I went back and snuggled with her. Two seconds later she said, "okay mami, you can go now. Thank you." Two seconds of snuggling is all that girly needed, and I didn't want to give it to her? That's sad. I'm sorry. I'm glad I went back in.


On another note, Alexander is obsessed with trucks. He says it over and over and OVER. crrrrruck. ccccrrrrrruck. It's cute. He was saying to over and over during conference. I don't know if the others there thought it was cute. I'm sorry, but atleast he was well behaved. Alexander also says dog (gog, or gog-gog), grandpa (gaga), book (guck....kind of sounds like his truck, but he's saying book), and sissy (sssssiiiiiiissss). When he sees a baby he goes ahhhhhhhh, like awwww, but ahhhhh instead. He's so cute. I love my kids. Alexander will be one in 8 days! Isabella will be 3 in 18 days! I wish they would stop getting so old so fast. It makes me want to cry. DANG HORMONES!