Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Emotional Rollercoasters - over nothing!

So, ladies, tell me, am I loosing my mind? I think I must have had a new batch of pregnancy hormones today or something! I've been seriously grouchy all day, just everything has tested my patience.


Tonight, to help myself feel better, I cuddle with John. He's wonderful and even makes me laugh. I've been recovering from a chest cold, and as I was laughing, I realized that I sounded like a dirty old man, all wheezy. It makes me laugh more. So, I'm laughing uncontrolably and then I get the sudden urge to bawl. Trying to hold back the tears, and still laughing hysterically, John notices the shift and asks me, "Are you gonna cry?" And I BURST into to tears. He's trying desperately to hold back the laughter (like a good husband should), and I'm just trying to figure out if I'm laughing or crying.


Finally, I am able to control myself. I take a minute to wipe the tears, blow my nose, etc. and I can't help but give a little giggle about what just happened, but I start laughing like a dirty old man again, and the whole process starts AGAIN!!! Poor John didn't have a clue what to do. He just held me. As I was recovering from my second episode I burst into tears for a third time. Yes, that's right, a THIRD time. My wonderful husband just held me again, and only laughed a little. After I had FINALLY got myself put back together he had a few comments like, "Wow, that's the biggest mood swing I've ever seen you have." and "I've heard of that happening before, but I've never actually seen it." and "I'm sorry, I thought I was cheering you up." ha ha ha, the poor guy.


Anyways, I am feeling much better now (not that I even felt that bad to begin with!) I'm just wondering if I'm the only one who's done this??? ah, now I'm going to get some chocolate.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Cory turns 7



Yesterday, my "baby" turned 7! It's so hard to believe THAT much time has passed, but apparently it has. I am so blessed to have Cory as my boy, he has taught me so so so so much, and I love him!




If anyone asked him what he wanted for his birthday or for Christmas, he would answer "Transformers!" without hesitation, so that's what Daddy and I got him. I don't think he actually expected to get them. The look on his face when he saw his transformer was PRICELESS! We got him Megatron and Stratosphere. He was one happy camper!!!
Unfortunately he was sick on his birthday. He caught a cold, and had that tangled up with a good asthma attack. He spent half his birthday doing this:


We had to cancel his friend coming over for the afternoon to make cookies because he was coughing and had a low-grade fever, but we decided to still hold his family b-day party in the evening at Nanny and Grampa's house.







The boys had fun having aunt Isha and Reenie here.




Nanny Goates made her yummy potato cheese soup with some awesome rolls. Cory wasn't really up to eating much, so he hung out on the couch with Aunt Reenie for most of the evening.





Here's their house all decked out in Christmas/Birthday decorations. We had Nana and Grandpa Tilton over for the special occasion, and Jacob came too.





My awesome Dado:





Because Cory's asthma was flaring up, we couldn't light the candles on his cake, but we put the candles in and let him take them out and lick them. That's the fun part anyway, right?






Here's a few pics of Dallin and Cory the day before Cory's b-day. They're all ready for church. They've got the sweetest relationship. Cory puts up with so much from Dallin, and Dallin completely idolizes his big brother.












Dallin looks like he's scheming in this one. ha ha ha






"Cheese" and bunny ears, too bad they didn't come out in the pic!



And here's my baby bump. Not too big yet, but growing every day...a lot. It actually aches because I can feel it stretching every day, and I can literally see a notable difference every day this past week. On Monday I had a monster appetite that just wouldn't quit until I'd eaten anything and everything, and the next morning I literally fell forward climbing out of bed because the weight had re-distributed over night. John just laughed!







Oh, and this is just the beginning. The remarkable thing is that I haven't gained any more weight, despite the growth, I'm holding steady at a 10lb weight gain for the pregnancy so far.




Also, we found out some good news at a doc appointment today, the nodules they found on my thryroid about six months ago haven't grown, which means they are most likely nothing to be concerned about. AND for the first time since this whole mess started, my thyroid levels are right where they should be. I feel so much better, ahhh!

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

A morning chuckle

So this morning for breakfast, Cory won the toss up of who was going to say the prayer. Here's an excerpt...



"....and Jesus, bless our family because you're so so good at it."



ha ha ha Ahhh, he's sweet.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Uh oh...KABOOM



Well, food is once again tasting good to me. And I mean GOOD, as only a pregnant woman would understand. Like I want to savor every bite kind of GOOD. MMMM




And I crave it all, junk food, healthy food, it's all GOOD. :)

The scary part is that the past three months when food has barely tasted edible, I've put on ten pounds. So now what?? Yeah, just don't answer that.


This is why I gain about 50lbs per pregnancy. ha ha ha




But I have to say, it's worth it.






:)










Friday, December 4, 2009

Officially pregnant!


I never feel officially pregnant until I hear the baby's heartbeat. I guess I have a fear that the pregnancy is in my head and I'm making myself fat or something...I dunno...but either way, I was able to confirm the pregnancy to myself today. And yes, definately prego.

I have never recorded the stats on my pregnancies, and now I wish I had, so I'm going to with this one. Better late than never, right?

I was supposed to have this appointment over a month ago, but had to cancel not once, but TWICE due to the stomach flu (first Bryson, then myself). They weren't able to schedule me for another month, and so I have tried to wait patiently for the month to pass so I could FINALLY hear the heartbeat.

This little child was quite active, and we never could hear how fast the heart rate was. He/she kept flipping, wiggling, and kicking. We tried twice during the appointment to get the rate, but had to give up after several minutes. At least we know it's alive and well in there!

I have gained ten pounds so far (I'm 16 weeks), so that sounds about right for me, since I tend to gain massive amounts of weight per pregnancy.

I really liked the lady I saw in the office. She's worked there for a while, but I've only met with her once in the past three pregnancies. I've heard that OB's are REALLY pushing, even insisting on the H1N1 flu vaccine, and even in this office I've heard complaints of that, but the Nurse Practitioner I saw didn't put any pressure on me, and after I told her I didn't want it she told me she had never gotten a flu vaccine in her life, even after the army was threatening her if she didn't.

So, all in all, a good visit. Next appointment will be in a month, and I will get to schedule my ultrasound at that point. Yah!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Yummy BOOGERS

No pictures on this post, just a little boy story from our vacation.
One night we were watching a movie and Dallin was cuddling with me (so sweet and innocent, but just wait!). I noticed he was picking his nose and I told him, "Noooo, YUCKY!" and I patted his little hand away from his nose. He looked at me and said, "NO! YUMMY!" Totally grossed out, I insisted that it was 'yucky', which of course made him insist all the harder that it was indeed 'YUMMY'. Then, before I knew what was happening, a little pudgy finger with a booger on it was headed for my mouth!!! He was trying to show me how 'yummy' his boogers were! AHHHHH. Luckily I was able to stop the booger-coated finger before it made it to my mouth, but it took quite a struggle because I was in a weakened state from laughing so hard.

Letter to Santa


Cory wrote this letter to santa the other day, and I thought it was too cute! He came up to me while working on it asking for our phone number, a little confused, I asked him why he needed our phone number. He said santa needed to know his phone number. So, I gave him the number (which maybe I should black out because it's going on the internet, but whatever). After he carefully wrote the number he said, "ok, now what's our house phone?" Where does he learn these terms??? So, I told him it was the same as our phone number, and he insisted it wasn't, so I just told him the same number again. He's so crazy, he cracks me up!!!