A Circus and 10 weeks

The circus came to Idaho Falls this week. I shouldn't have been surprised that it wasn't The Ringling Bros. and Barnum Bailey but it was non-the-less family friendly entertainment. I was super excited I was more excited then the kids who of course had no clue what was going on. The first couple of acts the kids didn't get because it was slapstick clowns and a very, very slow moving trapeze act (It was a trick every 3 minutes, the kids couldn't stand staring at them standing). Then what they could understand clowns whistling and dancing dogs. Thankfully they took up a huge portion of time. The kids loved it. Lily was even clapping for the pink poodle conga line, I was complete. I didn't know however that the circus would be 3 hours long. We made it to 2 hours and it was the end for all of us. Lily had a mental breakdown, Owen wanted to go potty again in hopes of finding another golf ball and my very pregnant bum couldn't sit in the bleachers one more moment. I feel it was a very successful first trip to the circus. Although Chet spent the time marveling over how in the world we were ever going to do something like that again with 3 kids.

Which brings me to the countdown we hit 10 weeks left today and if I could do a cartwheel I would. I'm getting so excited that I want to set up the crib in Lily's room that of course won't even be used for months after she's born. I'm freaking out about what she's going to wear because her cousin is wearing her clothes (and growing out of them so why am I freaking out because I'm 'nesting'). Nesting whoever came up with that word doesn't get the gravity of how I feel as baby time approaches. Nesting seems like a calm process of putting things together and getting things done. For me it consists of wanting with an undying passion everything done for this child. I need a bed, all the clothes washed (again) and put away, diapers bought for at least 2 months and every half finished project to be completed. And if you've stepped foot in our house every room has a half finished project, so I whine to Chet every time he has time off to complete one, at least and I've done this every year since we've been married. Ah bliss.

So excited . . .

The day we have all been waiting for is approaching my dad is coming 'home' from the hospital. I say 'home' because he doesn't actually get to set foot in his own house but he gets to go back to Fresno where at least my mom can once again return home. He is improving slowly he still doesn't have much movement in his left side but his right side starting to improve. We are super excited!!!

Of all the cutest

Lily just recently decided she would sit still long enough to let me do her hair and allow the hair ties to stay in her hair. With her being the absolute cutest baby, her hair in piggy tails was awesome.

Update on my Papa

This is the slowest going emergency in my life. I sit around and wait for an update and nothing comes. I finally heard from my mom at almost 10 last night that the surgery was scheduled for 8 am Saturday morning and they would be putting pins in his neck. It was going to take at least an hour and a half to get him set up on the rotating table and get him put under. The surgery is supposed to take 6-8 hours. as a pregnant woman they might as well be telling me that in my lifetime I will know nothing so stop calling. I feel like I need to call every hour to see what is going on but for my mothers sanity I hold back and call about twice a day, (which even in my fathers current condition probably leaves him cringing at the thought of the cell phone bill.) I for one know I can donate to the cell bill but the hospital bill that awaits when this accident is over is what would make me pass out face first on the floor.

Here we go again . . .

Well if you have been following our life lately you would think we had enough on our plates but Heavenly Father felt we could use another life altering event.

Last night at 10 pm my dad got dizzy and passed out in the kitchen. He landed face first on the kitchen floor. When my mom found him he was laying in a pool of blood because he broke his nose. She flipped him over and he was like a limp noodle. She called 911 and got him to the hospital where they found out he fractured his neck and they would need to take him to Oakland for further tests and surgery. As of right now all we know is he is slightly numb in his extremities and he has an MRI scheduled for noon tomorrow. Prayers are welcome.

On a lighter note I did have my 28 week appointment today. Taylor is doing great. The placenta previa is gone so we are not high risk anymore. Hip hip hooray something going the right way. Hopefully tomorrow we will have more good news.

The Birds

Our life is nothing like Alfred Hitchcock's movie but lately it seems like it could go that way. Last spring we had the fun of birds using our garage as a nesting ground. We tried to keep the doors shut to no avail I was cleaning up nests and bird feces all the time. This spring we thought we were prepared we knew the birds would want to nest so the second we were out of the garage we would close the door behind us. Sunday when me and the kids got home from church there were no less than 5 birds sitting on top of the garage waiting to get in so we didn't park in the garage I didn't want to deal with it. When Chet got home from work that night he went into the garage and there was new nests. Drive me batty I was sick of it. So we were playing outside on Monday and I happen to see a bird fly into the garage through a hole from an old chimney. Chet got home from work I made him cover the hole. We again cleaned up the garage and what do we see on Tuesday some bird had squeezed through the insulation, moved it out of the way to get back in, so now there is a huge cover over the hole. Hopefully that works.

99 days!!!

I started this post when there were 100 days left, but now we are officially into double digits!! I am 26 weeks along and I'm hoping to get through this summer, its going to be rough since I was out playing with the kids and got to hot and started throwing up. I hope we have some cool moments this summer so we can play outside since the kids love it.

Owen is my running jumping bean. Grandma and Grandpa Porter gave him a trampoline as an early birthday present and he is loving it. He wants to jump with Lily but she has no balance and just flops around as he jumps her.

Lily is our resident dirt eater. Can't get her to stop. Last night she tried to see how many rocks she could get in her mouth at Gene and Lisa's. It was a lot. I feel like I'm going to be finding rocks in her diaper later today.

Scrap page

I'm so sad the picture quality isn't better but it was taken on a disposable camera that the kids had fun with.

Picture update

I've had these pictures on the computer since just after Easter but never blogged them so here are my wonderful children since Easter.

I couldn't get the kids to hold still Easter morning or get Owen to wear clothes so here is Easter morning.

We just finished lunch before church and Lily is looking for remnants.

She's so proud she found some!!!

This is Lily when she learned how to fold her arms. She's praying Gerber Graduates will help strengthen her body against the next days attack.

Owen's masterpiece. I went downstairs to pay bills and this is what I found upon returning. Chet was a foot away oblivious.

For the next week this is what Lily's hair looked like we couldn't comb it down it just poofed right back up. What's really funny is she only has peach fuzz right up front so it looked completely styled flat front, curls in the back.

One week down so many to go . . .

We are offically 24 weeks now and I feel so very very pregnant. I think chasing a one year old and a 2 year old have something to do with the increased body aches. It also isn't helping that the munchkins are sick with a cold and have opted the wake up at 6:30 every morning. We spent the first 15 minutes this morning trying to get all the snot out of there noses so we could ease breathing. They both pretend to blow their noses now but they blow out there mouths not their noses. When I try to get Owen to blow out his nose he just sucks it back in.

We had our 24 week appt. and nothing crazy happened it was just the run of the mill are you OK, here's the baby's heartbeat see you in 4 weeks. My next appt. is the gestational diabetes appt. I always get super shaky which they say is a sign that you have it but I'm never even close.

Owen is getting to be super smart. He loves letters so his favorite shows are Super Why which is about stories and they talk about letters and words and word world where everything is made of letters. I was shocked when they sang the alphabet song and Owen sang along of course he missed a bunch but then he brought me a book and told me all the letters in it.

Lily is just crazy because Owen is in the mine stage so is she. This morning she was holding her sippy cup upside down and I was going to fix it she put it behind her back and said "MY". When Owen tries to get something of hers its NO NO NO MY NO!!! Until he stops or I step in. I try not to laugh but I just remember Owen's first word was Dad and that's what he said forever until he learned more. Lily knows Mom and Dad and bubble and book so many words but none are as useful as NO and MY.