Anything and Everything...

ok...so as many of you know, I've been going nuts. That is until I went on STRIKE from almost everything and finally got to take a long hot bath! (showers aren't as good) Now it seems that Heavenly Father is reminding me that it's not always going to go my way, but it'll get done and everything will turn out. So I've given up on worrying finally too! Bring it on world...and it has. It's funny cuz I've always worked better under pressure, and a worry wart...however that works out...


Brownies are good. Most of these were eaten in one night...which isn't bad considering. As you can see, we like the edges best. We had a small war on who would eat them...M'Adam came in and ate the corners which everyone knows are the best, BUT we've always agreed that we each got two. Well, M'Adam tried to eat mine, resulting in me running across the house to grab it out of his hand at 5 am. After I ate it with a smirk we both laughed at each other- we're dumb. Lol, I wonder how many brownies will last until he gets home tonight??

This little boy right in the middle is my nephew Reed, who had his FIRST soccer game on Sat. He had more fun running himself into the goal than chasing the pack of children surrounding the tiny ball, but whatever. :)

This is Drake...already such a man. Look at that lounge!

Hehe- I think he's cute...I know I know, moms do that.

AND apparently it's hard being little- he passed out like this the other day. I wanted to as well!


Anyway- Much love

If I'm going bald...

don't tell me. It would just be one more thing I would worry about... and I'd be mad at the self inflicted injury from pulling my hair out.
So yep that's me- Little Miss Worry Pants. And of course, my causes of worry are stupid, but can I give them up?? NO. We get to close on our house NEXT WEEK...so yeah I'm worried they will rip our approval away or I won't have all the paperwork correct. Or, I won't have everything packed before the brute squad comes to help us move. (thanks- all our man friends!) I'm afraid to that something will be wrong with the house (My mom and her husband had a few things that the builders "forgot to mention") not the Merry Christmas I'm looking for.
I'm worried about our new ward...getting my baby blessed blah blah blah.
And I'm worried I shouldn't talk to anyone cuz I have a special knack for being rude without thinking on these kinds of weeks... and no one helps a rudey.
See? All dumb. If our house doesn't close- we'll find somewhere else or stay where we are...if the paperwork ain't done...we'll reschedule for two days later... if the brute squad comes, they'll throw stuff in a box for me, and if the builders mess up my house, well they'll just have to fix it.
In reality- this will all be over in like 2 weeks. And it doesn't matter when my son is blessed as long as we can share it with our family and friends.
Why is it that I can know these things but to little comfort? Probly cuz I'm sitting in a house full of boxes and piles and I don't have all the info I need for paperwork. I need to say 'oh well'... but I can't. Who raised me to do that? I love you mom (who by the way NOW can say oh well, so what- 20 years?)
I need to take a long bath...but dr.'s orders are no- I think he's trying to drive me to drink.
I guess I need to keep to the ticked off tuesday schedule and not let it bottle this big...

On a happy note, I love my son...who for some reason can keep me from packing, sleeping, or getting much alone time with my best friend M'Adam, yet I still adore.

I'm thankful for...

This year I am thankful for a lot of things... but I'd have to say that one of the bigger things is family. We've had family stay with us, family we stayed with... family to help and gain help from. M'Adam and I both have families who are fun, caring and there to support us! Our parents have been great this year- and we've had a lot of fun with all our siblings. We've enjoyed our nephews and nieces, cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. We both enjoy living near enough to our families to keep in touch, and hang out- or time we have to be with the members who live farther away. This year we were able to play with most of our family members a few times, which was great- we love when we can all be together...it makes for funnier game nights!

I posted this picture because everyone wants to see the new house, and I get in trouble for not updating more...but also because it represents the place where my little family will grow! M'Adam and I are so excited for the chance to grow up together (I'm not sure how much we'll grow up...) and raise a family and this is the place where our son's first memories will be.

Speaking of him, here's my teeny son! He's 4 weeks old today- and he's so big. The fuzz on his cheeks is almost gone... (sad that I care). I am thankful that we decided to bring him here. I am thankful he has a good father to help him through this life...even if he's already a momma's boy. :) I am thankful too that he comes from our heavenly family and that we can be sealed to him and continue our family into eternity. It's amazing to think that we all shared a family bond before, and Heavenly Father allows us to keep expanding it. I am also thankful to be sealed to my parents, and that M'Adam is sealed to his. I know that our families are made of the people we needed in our lives... Heavenly Father has a way of making everything work, and I have seen my need for M'Adam's family as well as the need for him in mine. Since we have been married, we have both expressed the realization that the bonds with our families have grown. We are both thankful for that!

I got tagged again-

This was a tagging. And a long one at that!
8 things...

I'm passionate about:
-My hubby.
-My teeny son.
-FOOD
-Horses
-Reading (sometimes...and vampires apparently)
-The anti-bug war in my home (oh yes, WAR-raid is a bff)
-Not eating at cheapy restaurant chains like Ruby Tuesday and the 3 that are the same. Gross.
-'The arts' ...music, dance, painting- ya know.

Phrases I use the most:
-I love you
-MMMMuughght (that means don't)
-Nobody listens ta me!! (will go on my headstone probly)
-HEY! (as an attention getter)
-Why do you hate me?
-UH! DE-AR!
-Are you kidding?
-Friend (refered to in many connotations, ex: hey friend, get off the road friend...)
honorable mention: I'm just sure (stolen from Spilsbury's... we all say it)

Things I want to do before I die:
-Travel everywhere
-See my children to adulthood
-Get my foodstorage done :)
-Wear a ridiculously expensive designer gown to a fabulous event!!
-Publish a song or two
-Open a business (I have a few in mind...Mwahahah)
-Bury my parents (sounds bad- but I don't want them to have to bury me)
-KNOW that I have a pass card to the level of Heaven I want.

Things I need RIGHT NOW:
-A million dollars
-Patience
-2 more arms
-A few more hours to my day (for sleep)
-That black/brown buffet at Razmataz
-A bath (I hate having to wait to take one...showers aren't the same)
-A horse and the land to put it on
-Revelations (the 3rd book in the Blue Blood series- which I may or may not like better than Twilight)

Places I want to visit:
-Rome (after they build the temple)
-New Zealand
-Scotland
-Oregan (My friend)
-Pennsylvania (My cous)
-Louisianna (My cous)
-San Francisco
-Some fabulous island

Favorite Restaurants:
-Baci (Italian)
-Ah So (Japanese) sorry Em, I still like it better than Beni's!
-Cravings (Mexican)
-Abuelo's (Mexica)
-Carraba's (Italian) MMMM bread.
-Frashier's (Steakhouse) MMMM dessert - it's a MUST on my b-day.
-Bahama Breeze (Jamacan?) sadly, they ripped it away from me!
-Rubio's (Baja) MMMM Fish tacos.
honorable mention: Chic-fil-a (thanks to my aunt Kathleen for introducing us many years ago)

TV Shows I watch:
-Fringe
-House
-How it's made (I'll never eat most lunchmeat again!)
-Paris Hilton's my new bff (sad-lol)
-reruns of Will & Grace
-Bones
-reruns of most sitcoms
-Jump Start (VH1)

Picture:
Uh...

I'm supposed to tag people...so who ever is left to tag... Sab, Joan, Mom...Aika...

TWO WEEKS!

Mommy's little man is getting bigger. I'm sad. To me, he already looks twice as big as he did at his homecoming. I can't even think about how much he'll change in the upcoming weeks!

He is already a funny little. He shakes his head side to side before taking a bottle, will not be lulled to sleep until he wants and can pretty much sleep through anything but a diaper change! He is quiet when awake and loves to be cuddled- as you can see he prefers our bed to his... and has taken over our hearts as well as my side of the bed. Oh, and that expression... is a happy one. He has an extensive array of expressions already... and he thinks he's tough! He tries to hold his head up, and succeeds for a good 10 seconds, and today he managed to turn from himself over. Hmm... we'll have to watch out for that. But when he's awake he's a sweet sweet boy, and he looks at me and M'Adam with such love. It is pretty much heart melting to hear him coo at us. I will miss this stage when it's gone. :(

"Obama-nation"

so... I was up feeding my son this morning thinking of the country and the paths it could take under our new leadership and the things he wants to accomplish. And this play on words came to mind- coincidence?? HMMMM. Anyway, I'm sure a hundred newspapers have already said the same thing- but at 2am I thought I was pretty clever.

Introducing : Drake H. B. S.

Not that these pictures got uploaded in the order I wanted or anything- ugh...but alas, the waiting is over and my son is here! And it was quite an experience. I didn't realize how involuntary the wave of adoration was...and immediate! We love our perfect little... Laydee and Drake on our birthday!

He was born on the afternoon of my birthday-7.7lbs/21 1/2 inches long.

So sweet!

The first moments... :)

Mommy and baby

My sweet boys...

What a few days! I went into to be induced on Wed @ 5am...didn't get seen until almost 8 (lots of babies coming) had to wait until 10 for my drugs to get there since they didn't have that ONE at the hospital...waited the 12 hours for it to run it's course...got started on the labor drug at 11pm that night. An hour later I opted for the epidural...why be uncomfy for unknown amounts of time?? I was having a lot of contractions, but a few set backs...every contraction I had cut the baby's oxygen (the cord was around his belly) and a tiny part of my cervix wouldn't give up. My dr. came at around noon to check everything and realized that baby's head was stuck behind my pelvis...he was unable to lower himself! So the dr. decided to ready the surgery room, but try to pull his head under manually which-thank heaven-worked. Then I got started and 40 minutes and a lot of ice (they had to put me on oxygen for baby-hello cottonmouth) our son was born, without surgery...Yeah. Lots of praying there.

My recovery is going well- and Drake is a champ at home life. Just a calm, peaceful boy...for now.