I know a lot of women do, and I most certainly do. My dreams are so crazy when I'm pregnant, I just never know what to expect!
The other night, I dreamt that I had twin girls. Oh my. We named them Alaina and Autumn, the two girl names we are thinking about. In the dream, the doctors said that the babies were positioned in such a way that they just never saw the second baby! Now here's the best part. Luke wasn't even there! He was out with his brothers or something, and I was furious! It was quite a dream. Wow, what a surprise that would be! Oh, and by the way, we missed the other baby but, congratulations, you have twins! Eek!
Now, last night, I had some other crazy dream, which I don't remember too much about but the main gist of it was, I was living in some sort of community, that was gated and fenced all around to keep people out and some new lady, who had just moved in wanted my husband for herself so she had me kidnapped and I was taken to some old church. Oh, but don't you worry, I escaped and made it back in time to save the day. LOL
I've had much crazier dreams but my memory isn't too keen right now.
What do you think? Think Savannah might have a future in medicine? Who knows, maybe pizza cutters and spatulas will be the future in medical tools.
Don't you just love the bed? Its a $1200 piece of furniture that we got for $150 when we first moved here. The headboard is actually pretty broken up, but you would never be able to tell without looking closely. I love that thing.
I know, I know. I've been kind of slacking on my blog lately. Well, what can I say? Even us perfect people get lazy once in a while. LOL! I'm just kidding.
Anyway, these are compliments of my mom. I thought they were hilarious. Whether you're married or not, I think you'd get a kick out of them. Sorry, they are kind of hard to read. Hopefully they will brighten your Monday!
So yesterday, I was having a completely incoherent phone conversation with a friend (with kids, there is no such thing as a coherent one), trying to help her with some computer files, when the sound of something spraying draws my attention. Do you know what you get when you combine a Joseph with a can of cooking spray? Well, I'll let you use your imagination on that one but if you need a hint, let's just say I probably could have charged admission for people to come to our indoor slip-n-slide.
And here is the ever sassy, yet quick to smile Jacob. He thought he was pretty cool climbing up onto that little shelf.
Well, what else is there to do around here on a rainy Saturday other than go to the zoo? We thought we could beat the rain, but it pretty much started as so as we got there. So we just ran from tree to tree to stay dry and then we would poke our heads out to look at the animals whenever the rain let up. Hmm, the only thing about taking pictures at the zoo is all you get are backsides.
Savannah was pretty bummed that the ducks wouldn't let her catch them.
Joseph liked the lions the best. After seeing "King-Fu Panda", any tiger is now "Tigress" from the movie. So the kids thought they were pretty cool for getting to ride "Tigress".
The monkeys and snakes are always a big hit.
Well, after the zoo we stopped off at Wendy's for lunch were we encountered the usual fight over, "who ate the most Frosty". Then we met up with Luke's dad who was in town for an auction, for some sort of hay baler. Of course it was an outside auction, and not too long after we got there it started raining pretty hard. The kids were hiding under RVs and any other sort of shelter they could find. It was pretty darn cold and Savannah had left her jacket at the zoo so, of course I had to give up mine. So, I'm freezing to death and finally convince Luke we should go. On the way home we stopped off at a furniture store that was going out of business and supposedly was selling off their stuff darn cheap... not. But we had gone in to look at bunk beds. As we are walking in I make the comment that "we look like a bunch of drowned rats". So the whole time we were in the store Joseph kept saying, "I want see rats, where the rats?" LOL! We had a fun day.
And now, I am single for the next couple of days since Luke will be in Mexico for a business trip. Wish me luck!
In the course curriculum of "How to be a Kid 101", they fail to teach this basic principle: When all children in the household wake up screaming and crying, parents are much less likely to be understanding when you go about your basic responsibilities of chaos and destruction... especially when mommy is sick, tired, and has a headache.
Also, in the curriculum of "How to be a Parent 101", they fail to mention that, in the time it takes you to quickly use the bathroom, kids can successfully smash a bowl of goldfish into the carpet.
Having set the stage for my morning, I now move onto breakfast. I made scrambled eggs, half a dozen to be exact, and set them out on the table for the kids. I put the kids up to the table. All
looked safe so I went to go change the laundry. When I stepped back in to check on the kids (hysterical laughing always means trouble) there was half a dozen eggs thrown throughout the kitchen. Now, when people talk about near death experiences they say that their life flashes before their eyes. Well, it is true, for I saw my kids lives flash before my eyes.
Savannah usually informs me of impending doom. She loves to tattle and thank goodness too. She has saved me from many a disaster by informing me what the boys are up to. But, she has entered a rebellious stage in which she has decided she has been missing out on all the fun and has taken to aiding the enemy.
Pictures never do messes the justice that they deserve but, this is the best I could do. I didn't bother to take a picture of the eggs that were stuck to the wall or that were strewn down the other side of the kitchen.
Post nap time brought nothing but joy and happiness as well. Savannah was very happily playing in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror and what not, when the boys woke up. Joseph of course, climbs out of his cage and joins her. Then our neighbor downstairs brought us up some tomatoes from her in-laws garden. Savannah took the bag. Well, I was distracted with a very, very grumpy Jacob. I went to go check on the other two who had gone back into the bathroom, they were sitting on the bathroom floor playing with the tomatoes (thank goodness I had just cleaned the floor) I tried to get the tomatoes back but Savannah insisted that she was making them a forever family and they needed to be together. (sigh) Fine. A few minutes later, Jacob calms down. I go back to check on the other two. Everything still looks fine... but then, my eyes catches sight of something very small on the floor. What's this? Make-up? I touch it, eye shadow? I quickly check my make-up bag and sure enough, everything is covered in a brown powder. I demand who made the mess and Savannah quickly blames Joseph. Now, I only own one container of eye shadow and it is still the same one that I bought when I was 14 years old and just learning about the stuff. Well, I guess I might just have to break down and buy some more.
A bit later, the kids are all sitting at the kitchen table playing with a learning toy book thing and eating goldfish... again. I had been trying to straighten out the kids room a bit because I had finally gotten around to vacuuming up the goldfish from this morning and had thrown all their
toys back into their room, so I was trying to make the room walkable.
I stop. Hysterical laughing and the sound of dropping goldfish arrest my attention. I rush into the kitchen only to find smashed crumbs all over the table, bench and floor. Once again, there was that odd near death experience of seeing my children's lives pass before my eyes.
After putting the boys in time-out, again, I start cleaning up, again. When suddenly, my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law stop by unexpectedly. Well, at least I had cleaned the living room even if everything else was a mess. Of course the boys came out of their room when they heard the door bell. Well, I went to go put something away in their room and as I entered it, I find
that Joseph had pulled all the blankets and sheets out of both cribs and threw them on the floor.
So, now I just have two questions. Where is the nearest zoo and where is the chocolate?
I try to be a good mom, really, I do. But you know what? Sometimes that dang sippy cup just escapes me! Ya, you know the one I'm talking about. The one that gets lost for a few days (or even weeks) and then one of your kids happens to find it?
Well, as Joseph emerged from the room with that orange sippy cup I thought, hmm, haven't seen that for a couple days. Then, he did it. Before I could stop him, he did it! He put that thing to his lips and took three or four good long sucks. Next thing I see is a disgusted face them him chucking the cup down the hallway. I run over and pick it up. It must still be about half full, and its still liquid! Not sure if it is sour milk or fermented juice I slowly and reluctantly open the lid. Whew! Curdled milk! I gag and groan. Well, it is still liquid so it must only be about two or three days old! It could have been worse! =)
Savannah, having inherited all of my natural grace and poise, all my natural abilities as a dancer, and definitely my sense of rhythm, has informed me she wants to be a Ballerina. So she got herself dressed in her tights, and put on her shoes (that are about 4 sizes too big) and did her thing. Wow, Savannah and I definitely possess the same talents.
When the camera come out, so do the crazies. Well, now that I think about it, its like, which comes first, the chicken or the egg? Which comes first, the camera, or the crazies?
And true to form, you would never, in a million years, guess that I had spent 5 hours cleaning the other day. Well, I guess if any one is hungry, there is a whole lot of dinner on the kitchen floor right now. =)
I think that the quote at the top of my page is now officially, my favorite of all time! It going to be like, my motto! =)
So, I've been thinking about my blog a lot lately. Mostly in the sense that, I sometimes wonder how I come off to people who don't know me. And even those who do, I hope the things I write are never taken the wrong way. All is written in good humor. When I read other blogs they all talk about highlights in their lives or they try to be inspirational. Now, I am fully aware that my blog is NOT the inspirational type. It is really just, my life in real time and is meant to be taken humorously. Hey, I'm all about making people laugh!
But, due to some thinking I've been doing based on a couple emails I've received I just have to say, I am simply ordinary. And, I've decided that I am okay with that! I still cry (well, come on, I am pregnant!) I get upset with my kids and my husband (they are lucky to be alive and they don't even know it!) I get grumpy on the road when I deal with dumb drivers. I get sick of cleaning, so I don't. I get lazy, and don't do anything simply because I don't feel it. Dinner is often not made, the house is, more often then not, a disaster. I look in the mirror at times and think, ick! See, ordinary. And while being a mother is indeed an extraordinary thing, I am still, a very ordinary person. And you know what, its a darn good thing.
Okay, didn't mean to get all fuzzy there, just some random thoughts I've been having!
So, the camera sort of worked for me today. Here is the lovely "its a girl" shot. Poor girl, those are her bum cheeks and the arrow is pointing right between them to show she is, well, female. Sheesh, no privacy!
Here is her almost profile. She wouldn't quite cooperate and turn for a direct profile and when the technician tried to shake me to get her to move, she just moved away and looked on the other direction. Oh, look at me trying so hard to fool everyone into thinking I love being pregnant! What a smile, wow. Um, no, I look and feel like a pot-bellied pig. Oink oink!
Well, at least I am half way done. Eeek! ONLY halfway done! Okay, don't panic, don't panic, breathe, breathe. I can do this, I can, I can, I can.....
So, I've had the whole day to myself! Luke went into visit his parents and offered to take the kids so I could have a little break and get some things done. So, last night I went out, walked around a bunch of craft stores and didn't buy a single thing! I'm so proud of myself. Then I went to the bookstore and finally finished the last part of "Breaking Dawn", rented a couple of chick flicks, got a bag of chocolate and enjoyed the evening! It was great!
But today, oh my today has been, well, good and bad. I had to go to Walmart to get some things and of course, not having to go with kids is always an experience, so I just walked around and looked at stuff. I had been walking so long that my legs were going numb from the pressure the baby was laying on. So, I figured it was time to go home. One of the things I was going to do was clean the apartment! Every single room was a disaster to the max! Well, over 5 hours later, it was spotless! But, well, I may have overdone it, just a tiny bit. =) We had got some stuff at a case lot sale so there had been a bunch of cases of cans in the middle of our living room. Well, after moving all those, scrubbing the bathrooms and the floors with a rag, and of course, just everything else, all the picking up and putting away, I was hurting, pretty bad. I still needed to pick up a couple things from the grocery store. So, out I went. Now, usually when I "overdo" it, there is a certain spot in my back that gets a pretty painful pinch in it which makes me limp. So, here I am, limping around the grocery store, breathing heavily cause it hurt and I sure got a couple of strange looks. I wondered if people thought I was going into labor or something! I would have loved to see myself gimping around! LOL
Well, the only sad part about a clean house is knowing that but the end of the day tomorrow, you would never have known it was clean in the first place. Gotta love it... or not. =)
So, I've come to the conclusion that cribs have one simple flaw, they don't have tops! Just think how much easier bedtime and naptime would be if there was just a little ole' lid to clasp down so there was no escape. (sigh) I suppose first time moms would think it was a horrible thing but after the second or third child, I am convinced they would consider it the greatest invention since disposable diapers! And since everything has to be "mentally developing" these days the lid could have cute pictures to look at and even activities the kids could do! See, it could be a good thing! =) Sorry, this train of thought is coming from the fact that I have put back Joseph in his crib for the eighth time.
Anyway, nothing terribly exciting to report. But here's a cute picture of my kids all looking at the same book. It kind of looks like Jacob is reading to them! Well, I suppose genius does run in the family! =)
Well, our scanner is broken and our camera isn't working again, so, sorry, no ultra sound pictures tonight. I'll try to get them up soon. Anyway, everything looks great, the baby is just perfect! They even said the growth looked about a week ahead of schedule but they didn't change my due date. So, I guess if you voted for a boy... sorry you were wrong. Its a girl! Savannah got her wish for a baby sister! Well, its even fightin' territory now, two boys and soon to be two girls. Oh boy, I guess the party is just getting started. =)
So, how come kids can get away with throwing a tantrum, but I can't? Shouldn't it be written somewhere that moms are allowed to express there deep feelings too? Come on now, couldn't I do this, just once in a while?
Clint Eastwood, eat your heart out.
I didn't teach her this face, really!
In the last couple of days I have found Savannah praying:
-that she would find her flip flops
-that Joseph would stop crying
-that a half squished grasshopper would be okay
-that she would get to ride her bike
(sigh) Well, what can you do?
I'm so excited! Tomorrow we find out the gender of the baby! Will let you know!
Answer these 15 questions about yourself on your blog. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names.
3 Joys: ~ Well, Chocolate obviously ~ Watching my husband wrestle with our kids ~ Walking through craft stores (its just very relaxing for me)
3 Fears: ~ Earwigs and cockroachs (nasty buggers) ~ Driving by Semi-trucks on the freeway (my arms ache from being tense when I drive by them) ~ Being a widow
3 Goals: ~ To make the bed everyday (what can I say, I'm a simple person) ~ Teach Savannah how to read (Its coming pretty well so far) ~ Take some painting classes
3 Current obsessions/collections ~ Building food storage ~ Getting my family to eat healthy ~ Reading Sherlock Holmes (I know, weird, but I have this huge book that contains the entire collection and I am almost done reading it)
3 Random Surprising Facts: ~ I LOVE furniture!! And I especially LOVE walking through furniture stores. Maybe someday I'll actually own some! ~ I just made my first batch of homemade Rice Milk. It was actually pretty darn good! ~ I hate mushrooms
I am sad to announce that Savannah's goldfish, mentioned in the previous post, have gone belly up. Lasting only two days, Nemo and Quarrel are now on their way to Fishy Heaven by way of the Porcelain Express. Savannah was pretty upset at first, but then she got excited to see Daddy send them on their way to Fishy Heaven, so we're good. However, she told me earlier today that she needs a bunny.
"Mommy?" I pry my eyes open. "Mommy?" Oh bother, its only 4:10am, not that I had been sleeping well to begin with but still, I thought it was way to early. "Mommy!" I could tell Savannah was close by, probably in the hallway. "Yes baby?" I guess I'm okay with her waking me up. Usually I'm pretty grouchy in the middle of the night but I was having some weird dream about Jacob, as his 16 month-old self and how he just took a trip to the mall, by himself mind you, and just walked around conning people out of their food. Very strange indeed. Okay, back to the present moment. "Mommy, I'm hungry." Now she is in the room. I can't believe what I'm hearing. The only time she wakes up at night is because of a bad dream or occasionally cause she wants a drink. "Hungry for what?" After a moment she says, "Scrambled eggs." I almost laugh, but I'm still too tired. I love her to death but I'm not about to get up at 4:10 in the morning to make her scrambled eggs. I'm about to just try and put her back to bed when Luke starts telling me that I should get her something to eat and starts making suggestions. I had a slight desire to punch him. If he was going to be making suggestions, why doesn't he get up and take care of it! See, told you I get grouchy. Whatever, so Savannah and I head to the kitchen. She settles for a graham cracker instead of eggs. I leave to get her sippy cup from her room and when I come back I plop down next to her with my eyes closed. Mistaking that as a sign that I was sick, she instantly puts her cracker down and says we need to say a prayer to make me feel better. Well, that was sweet but I told her I was just really tired. Then she sighs and says, "Me too. I'm done with my cracker." She had taken two nibbles out of it. Oh well, back to bed! Wow, I was thinking that was pretty easy to take care of. As soon as my head hits the pillow, Joseph starts screaming for me. Unbelievable. I wasn't quite willing to get back out of bed so pretty soon I hear him climb out of his crib and an instant later he is by my bedside. Surprisingly, he was quite easy to put back to sleep after explaining that it was still sleep time. Just as I'm about to leave their room, Jacob starts moaning and moving around, I freeze and hold my breath. Whew, he went back to sleep. I crawl back into bed but before falling back to sleep I turn to Luke and say, "Next time, it's your turn."
It was very cold, and very rainy. Being from Florida and knowing what "rain" is, (not this sprinkle business that seems to fascinate and excite these westerners) I would have to say this is one of those very rare occasions when it actually did rain!
We didn't do much, just went to Walmart for diapers but ended up spending about 3 hours there just walking around, letting the kids look at stuff. Okay, so there was a lot of screaming
and crying involved, but believe it or not, it was still kind of fun. Daddy even broke down and bought Savannah some goldfish since she kept saying she wanted them throughout the whole store. Well, she wanted everything in the store but she was pretty consisted with the fish. I'll be sure to take pictures tomorrow. Savannah named them "Nemo" and "Quarrel". I know, she was trying to say "Corral" but I still think "Quarrel" is a very fitting name. =) Then we came home and just hung out. Apparently walking around Walmart is pretty exhausting!
Savannah and I set up fall decorations, we played outside for a little bit, then we went with our neighbors to the Visitor's Center by the Temple to see the Christus. We've gone several times before but the kids still like it there a lot. So, it was a pretty good day... till Savannah got really tired and emotional and Joseph blew out his diaper and had poop half way up his back.
Well, what can I say, happy endings. =)
Oh yes, and here is Savannah the photographer at work yet again!
Daddy! Make a silly face!
Mommy, you have to smile pretty!
Wait, we have to take a picture together!
Savannah quote for the day.
Upon me asking her to do something she very calmly and matter-a-factly replied, "Mom, I can't, I lost my mind."
I'm a 33 year old chocolate eating, gospel loving, high heel wearing, imperfect mom of six cute little monsters, and wife to one great man; all of whom I love with my whole soul.
These are our many adventures together as a family.