Surprise Shower and an Update

I am going to miss the northern UT area we just moved from. Some friends we get together with for FHE every week had us over for dinner last week. We had yummy chicken (hence the previous post) and potatoes. Oh, and chocolate cheesecake that was diVINE. I pretty much pigged out. Then my back was turned for like two seconds, and all these girly pink presents were on the table! Surprise! It was the night our car broke down (on the way home from the shop...double grrr) and I was so emotional I started tearing up again. Such a nice thing to do for us.

Im blogging with Josh's phone, and it sucks. But we are loving the new area we are living in. Our first Sunday at our new ward was...interesting, but good. The first few people we talked to told us we might not be in their ward boundaries..okaaay..even though it says so online? And a lot of people just assumed we were visiting instead of asking if we were new or visiting. We talked to the bishop and he said they have quite a few people that just show up wanting to be in that ward that live far away. Makes more sense.


Kaius has been transitioning to the toddler bed and is doing awesome. At first he would wake up crying like he had NO idea where he was. Poor fella. But every night he does better.

The Chicken Bone E.R. Visit

So the other night I was eating some chicken off of a bone and I swallowed and felt something pricking my tongue when I swallowed. It wouldn't move! I tried to find it with my finger but I couldnt. I couldn't tell if it was in my tongue or the back of my throat. I had Josh try to look with his bright flashlight on his new HTC phone (We scored it for free at T-Mobile's promotion last weekend!) But he couldn't see it.

Yesterday he was asking if it was still there, and told me I should call a doctor or something so it doesn't get infected. Well, we are a one car family, so I called the pediatric dentistry across the street and the receptionist kind of laughed and said "Um, I've never dealt with that but we don't work on patients over 13, but let me refer you to a dentist 5 miles away..."
I said "No thanks, I don't have a car right now. Thanks anyway."
So then I called my Dentist. The receptionist and I have talked many times and she knew who I was before I said my name. I told her the situation, and she said that was a new one for her, so she put me on hold and asked about it. She said because it was past the dangly thing in the back of my throat, I need to go to the emergency room.
I kind of laughed and said "I can't just go to a regular doctor?" and she said "No, you definitely need to go to the E.R."
I said "Well, why? Will it get infected or something?"
She basically just said that just wasn't their area and suggested again to go to the E.R.

So I hang up with her and call a family practice doctor, and the receptionist transfers me to a nurse in the Urgent Care. She says they wont be able to help me there, and to go to the E.R., especially because its a chicken bone and will get infected very fast.
Now I'm really starting to freak out. A trip to the E.R. isn't cheap. So I turn to my Facebook friends. Everyone says to go. Tears!
So I ask my BabyCenter birth group. They say go. Because of infection. One dumb girl says "If you can't afford to go to the E.R., how are you going to afford a baby"
(Tangent Alert)Exhibit A of why I HATE babycenter. Everytime I post, theres always one or two that have to ignore the whole point of the post and say something extremely negative and rude...because they are anonymous. I freaked out on her, I said "If a girl in real life was telling you about her stressing out about how to pay for a $250 copay for a STUPID E.R. trip...would say to her 'How are you going to pay for a baby if you can't pay for an E.R. visit?' Well, maybe you would say that, but I wouldn't. That's rude." (Tangent over)
So I finally call Josh and tell him what's up. Not exciting. I call one of my best friends from the ward and see if she can babysit. Leeann is the best. She was so willing to help any way she could. Such a blessing.

We head off the the hospital. The nurses checking me in thought the situation was bizarro.


Ok, I'm 32 weeks pregnant. I am huge.

The doctor walks in and asks me to explain the situation. He puts numbing stuff on the back of my throat so I don't gag, and starts pokin around. He finally stops and says "I don't know if this is something I can get. I may have you go home and see what your body does with it (it may push it out, or your body might absorb it and dissolve it) and then I will give you a recommendation for an ENT" which, apparently is "eyes, nose, throat"
I kind of had an attitude...explained I did my research and was told this would get infected easily because its chicken, etc. I said its already been in there 24 hours...I've been eating all day...I've tried getting it out on my own, etc. So he comes back with a big machine, its a bright headlamp. He has Josh hold my tongue down with a stick and he holds some tissue down next to the dangly thing (formal name is Ugula..or somethin) and he keeps having me feel the bone with my finger. The area is very swollen by now. Josh points out there is a concentrated dark red dot. "You see it, Doc?" He asks. That Josh. He's so cute.
And the doctor pulled it out!!!! He was so surprised...he said he was just grabbing blindly with tweezers. I was like "GIVE ME THAT!" And I examined it. Yuck.



This is the best picture we could get. You can't really see well, but the bone turns from brown to white and curves up at the tip..and is very fine also. The white part is what was sticking out of my skin. The rest was in my throat. Thats pretty long! I mean, that thing was IN THERE. No way my body was getting it out.

We are all ready for this week from H-E- to be over! (Another reason why is because we had to take our car to the shop TWICE this week)

Our VaLenTiMes Day!

I usually find it really annoying when people say "Valentimes", but recently I saw a craft on a blog, wooden blocks with letters on them that read "Happy Valentimes Day" And it looked really cute written out.

Anyway, it was a normal day (minus the part about looking for a sitter all day) until Josh got home. We got ready to Zumba and took Kaius to a friend's house. I had been begging Josh to come with me to this "Zumba with Your Valentine" event for weeks. He usually coaches volleyball Monday nights, but they didn't have practice. He was fully mentally prepared to Zumba. I told him it would be my Valentines gift if he went. Malan (Cammie's Huz) was excited to know there was going to be another guy there. Cuz he kind of had no choice :D

The guys did SO good though! I think there was a total of 5 guys there. It was a fun atmosphere and Josh and I got DOWN. hahaha. Josh kept pointing out what kind of music it was, what language they were speaking, and sometimes what kind of dancing Cammie was doing. He would be like "Oh this is Samba!" and I have no idea if he was right. But it was a blast.


Then we went home and he whipped out this gorgeous butterfly headband. I love butterflies.



I had tried it on when we went to Claires on Saturday, I saw a little 4 month baby girl was getting her ears pierced and I wanted to watch. It was very sad. Most babies I've heard of getting immunizations cry for a minute and that's all. This little girl cried like she was in pain for a long time. I learned I definitely wont be going to Claires for it if I end up doing it. I just didn't get the feel that the girl was confident that she knew what she was doing. If anyone has advice on that, lets hear it.
Also, Josh got some flower hair clips! White daisies with pink plaid centers. So mommy and baby girl can match!

Oh, and for Josh, I made him a nice feast with BBQ ribs, Garlic Shrimp, cardiac mashed potatoes, cheesy broccoli, and crescent rolls. That's not all he got, but this is a family friendly blog.

Opposite of a Vent!!!!

This is going to be the view from my living room.

Ok, not really. kinda.

We finally FINALLY found a place to move. Its been so annoying to tell people for the last 3 months "Oh yeah, we're moving in a few weeks" and then we never do... But we finally are! Im so excited! This place was our first choice but we thought it was long gone for sure. For those of you on pins and needles wanting to know if we are in the Prophet's ward, we aren't. But our meeting house is cute!



Now where am I going to Zumba?? I looked on zumba.com and I really don't have many options. So, Cammie, I'm just gunna put you in my lil pocket and take you with me :)
Really, though, I'm so picky. So maybe I'll finally get Zumba certified and teach my own classes (aka, *try*to teach identical classes to Cammie's.)

Also, I'd like you to meet Kaius' celebrity crush:


If one of these commercials come on, no matter where he is in the house, he rushes over to watch. Josh and I think he likes the sound of her voice. Otherwise, he isn't too interested in TV. He'll watch Mickey Mouse Club House for a minute or two, but then he's on to something else. He calls it "Hot Dog" though, because of the Hot Dog Song.

Lately he has been attempting to say "Please". Comes out as "Peeeeee"
He also says "Love you", comes out as "Ahhh Ooooo"
Kaius, say "Mom" and he says "Mom". Kaius, say "Mommy" and he says "Baboo". We can't figure it out haha. He still calls me Daddy when I come home from Zumba.
He has never ever said anything like "no" "don't" "stop" or "mine". awesome!
When he wants a diaper change he says "Bopper" for Diaper. His favorite words are definitely "touchdown" and "football". He always asks Daddy to watch football. Which is the greatest thing ever for Josh. I'm happy for him.

Just a Vent

I'm totally letting these pregnancy hormones get to me, I think.
But I'm completely stressed out to the max. I am the biggest worry wart ever. I don't know where I got it. My mom is a good support and has always had the attitude that "it will all work out" which I KNOW full well it always does, yet I worry and stress anyway. But I feel like I need to list my stresses. Its all a jumbled jarbled mess in my head and I'm just trying to ignore it but it has put me in a funky haze.

-We are trying to find a place to move into, but you would NOT believe how many landlords trying to get renters in will NEVER EVER EVER answer their FREEEEEEKING phones!!!! We spent all afternoon Saturday looking and we looked at about 5 places and only ONE place answered their phones (the others were either unlocked, or we looked through the windows. yes, we're creepy.)

-The move itself. Not so much the packing and moving. I've had lots of friends offer to come help pack, and I know the trusty Elder's Quorum will be there on moving day. Its the idea of unpacking-before-baby-gets-here-in-2-months that is completely freaking me out.

-Being pregnant with a toddler is not fun. I'm such a boring mom. No energy to do anything. House is a sty. I would always think to myself with my 1st pregnancy "How do people do this with a toddler running around"? And you know what? I don't really do it. I don't know how they do it, but I'm not them. Kaius has days where he will do something over and over that is naughty and he gets put in time out every time. He's in time out right now. I hope he just falls asleep there. I really can't handle it at the moment. All my energy goes into picking him up and putting him over the gate all day for TO. (oh, and feeding him and changing his diapers)

-Our car has been making a really loud noise, and after asking my Dad, its gunna cost around $500. Sweet.

-My mom is making baby Girl's crib bedding. The fabric place sent the wrong color of hot pink fabric. Well I havent seen it yet. But I want it HOT pink, like this:

Not pale pink:

But this color is listed as hot pink!!! Stupids!

-I can't find my battery charger anywhere for my camera. Hence the lack of big belly pictures and updated cuteness from Kaius.

I've decided.

VBAC.

Freakin' out.


(If you don't know what that is, just google it.)



(And you know, the one thing I feel like I missed out on with my previous birthing experience, was that I didn't experience my *water breaking* somewhere random and then pack up and go to the hospital all excited.)

Ramblings

I wish I kept better track of my pregnancy last time. I just guess I figured every pregnancy would be the same. It might be the same, but I just don't remember. I swear I'm bigger this time, but i never measured once. I started measuring in toilet paper last week and I was 10.5 squares (at 28 weeks). This week I am 11 squares.
Today is the day that the "big" comments are getting to annoy me. Its because I'm starting to feel fat. I feel like my arms don't look good in tanks anymore. Good thing my mom just got me some cute tees to workout in! And she got me a support band too...best purchase she's ever made!! $6 at kid to kid!!! Why have I never heard that those are so awesome?? I've only heard of them..no reviews or anything.

I've tried to hold in the "Crazy" this time around. I try to recognize when my feelings are irrational. But tonight Mrs. crazy was UN-leashed.
I haven't had a clean house in a while. I'm just too tired and lazy and big. Even though Josh always tells me I'm doing a great job with everything...having dinner ready when he gets home and cleaning the house...I just am hard on myself.
I had a sink full of dishes and a dirty kitchen and I hate me a dirty kitchen. I don't care really how messy my room is. I'm never in there, and if I am, my eyes are closed!
Anyway, I was cleaning away and Josh and Kaius were playing in the other room. Somehow, I got hit in the head with a football...which I was fine with...just asked them to please leave me alone for a while. 2 seconds later, Kaius was into the dishwasher, pulling out a knife or something. AHHHHHHH!!! I'm so sick and tired of having a Tasmanian devil following me wherever I go and undoing everything I clean!!!!!!! I couldnt handle it anymore. I just said "I can't do this anymore!" and burst into tears.
"I'm the worst stay-at-home-mom, ever!!"
I could tell Josh found it comical because, well, it came out of NOWHERE. I went and just shut myself in the bathroom and had a good cry.
Then we talked, and Josh and Kaius gave me hugs. It was cute, Kaius was so concerned. He really is a sweet boy, but man, today I probably put him in time out 30+ times. He will not stay off my dining room table.
We just came to terms with the fact that, it will be a very long time before our house is clean again consistently. its impossible. I always told myself I wouldnt let my house go and schtuff but its not practical, at all.
I mean, I can keep my kitchen clean, and our rooms since we aren't ever in there, but Kai's favorite time to play with toys is when they're all cleaned up. So aggravating.

I've been reading the "seriously so blessed" blog, have you heard of it? Its someone posing as a mormon mommy and totally making fun of the culture. Love it. It makes me laugh at it and sort of realize its ok to not be perfect and not always be put together...even tho that is ALWAYS how I have pictured myself being (or acting like it)
But I'm just going to say it:
I'm not put together!!! And I like it that way!!!!!!!!
I don't shop at anthropologie, although I'd love to, I'm just way too cheap to do that! And if you know me, you know I'm CHEAP!
I don't shower every day!
I havent folded/hung up laundry in a month!
Every day I sit on my bootay on the couch most of the time!
I think I've eaten somewhere between 8-10 cookies today!

The last 2 years I've been pregnant or breastfeeding multiple times a night. I don't remember what its like to not be tired all the time. But once both kids are sleeping through the night, I'll be an energetic, fun mom, right? I'll shower every morning and put on makeup?
P.S....my belly button is totally gunna pop out this time...and it wasnt even CLOSE to popping out last time. Weird, right?!

*stroking the computer screen* ohhh, Audi. I miss you so much.