Note to Self:

Dear Self,

You are an idiot. Take the Zofran, every 4 hours, and be grateful that it helps you not puke. The baby is fine. You have seen it twice in the last two weeks. Tell that brain of yours to CHILL OUT. Your kids need you to be somewhat healthy so please, take the medication.

Love,

Self

Sick, Sick, Sick....

So, I am going to use my blog for a little venting today. I woke up at 4 o'clock this morning puking and it hasn't stopped. For some reason the little thing growing inside of me is really giving me a run for my money this time around. The saltine crackers and Sprite are getting old and the Zofran doesn't seem to be working. My kids are glued to the T.V. because I don't feel well enough to entertain them any other way. I am counting down the weeks until I USUALLY feel better but this pregnancy has been very unusual for me so far! Yikes! I have laundry scattered all over my family room floor that will hopefully be put away before bedtime. My sweet husband scrubbed toilets with the kids this weekend so at least my bathrooms are clean. As I write I can hear laughter in the other room as the kids are playing with their friends...I am grateful for the distraction for a minute!

It is funny how I forgot how miserable pregnancy can be. With all that said I consider myself so blessed to be carrying another child. The nausea, vomitting, and weight gain are all incredibly worth it though that is hard to admit right now! So, I am off to order pizza...that is as good as it gets tonight!

I think I am crazy...

So, I had my first doctors appointment yesterday and all is well. For me, that is a HUGE sigh of relief. I am a bit psycho and constantly worry that something might go wrong...any of you who know me well are not suprised a bit! I have been really sick with this pregnancy and finally gave in and asked for medication to help with the nausea. The doctor gave me Zofran (thank goodness we have great prescription coverage) and I took it last night. I think it helped and made me feel great. I woke up this morning and wasn't feeling nauseated at all. So, I cried and called Tyler to tell him that I couldn't take the medicine anymore. Why? Because if I am not puking and feeling like crap there is no reassurance that I am actually prego - at least that is what I tell myself. Make sense? Probably not. The moral of the story is that I am truly crazy because I would rather walk around feeling like I am going to puke than take the medication that actually makes me feel normal. Oh the joys of an anxiety stricken pregnant woman! Becky J., you and I should seriously be admitted to the same mental hospital! :)

It's a good thing I drive a minivan!!!!

Why, you might ask? Because come this June our minivan will be quite full. Yes, that is right, we are expecting baby #4 in early June. I cannot bring myself to put a count down on the blog quite yet, it makes the process feel way too long! We have our first doctors appointment tomorrow so we will cross our fingers that all is well. The kids are way excited and are already having the boy vs. girl fight - I am secretly hoping for a girl but will take what I can get! Here's to nausea, vomitting, and weight gain...yippee!!!

Oh to be 18 again...

TODAY is Kelsey's 18th Birthday! She is the baby of the family and we love her! For her birthday we wanted to put together a book of advice. So, I am asking all of my blogging friends and stalkers to give me your thoughts. Think back to when you were 18 years old, graduating from High School, dating the school football star, moving onto college, leaving home, etc.

What advice do you have for my little sister???

Leave your comments below and we will type them and put them in a book to give to her. We thought it would be fun for her to read. Thanks for your help!

Good times...

It is moments like these that make me smile as a mother. My son has an absoulte obsession with Utah State athletics. He inherited the love of the AGGIES from his dad which has lead to basketball and football season tickets. We were at the basketball ticket office making a ticket exchange (so Nick can spend the season sitting at the tunnel where the players come out) and we ran into Tai Wesley. He saw Nick's face light up when he recognized him and immediately approached him. He gave Nick his autograph and asked if he wanted to sit on his shoulders for a picture. Nick was in heaven! I loved watching him smile and be so thrilled! It was one of the "I am glad I am a mother" moments! I think we have a new favorite player! The JC Carrol jersey might have to be traded in for a Tai Wesley jersey.

My kids are truly blessed to have two fantastic sets of grandparents who love them dearly! Before the football game on Saturday the kids helped Grandpa and Grandma Holland rake the leaves! The finished product was a whole truck load that they jumped and played in forever. It is always fun to see them interact with their grandparents! I am grateful for those relationships and for the memories that are made. It was another moment that made me smile.

Halloween

We had a fun filled Halloween full of parties, parades, and trick or treating! The kids didn't even fight me on this year's costumes...total cost...$7.00!!! Thank goodness for Grandma's dress up closet and a borrowed monkey that was a tad bit to small. The kids loved their candy for about the first 2 hours - it is now hidden and there have been very few requests. I am thinking it needs to head to the garabage before I eat it all!

Nick the NINJA

Austin the MONKEY

Kylee the COWGIRL