On the Go!

We've been on the run lately. We spent 5 days in Sevier County playing with Grandmas and Grandpas. Darryl was in Chicago so we decided to take a break from reality and go hang out there. We still ran around there going to my future sister-in-laws bridal shower, getting my hair done(which it was in desperate need of-- it hasn't seen scissors since Feb. 8th 2008!) , and playing with grandparents. Then it was a rushed trip back to Heber to unload the car and then head to the college to work. Darryl got home the next day; He surprised me and caught an early flight--Yea! Then I packed up the boys and headed to my sisters for a few days. I took a relicensing course for my teaching certificate for a couple days at the U of U so my sis. watched my boys for me (Thanks a TON Lisa!!!). The class was so great! It was how to incorporate using a GPS in your classroom. If you've never been geocaching you've got to try it. It is one treasure hunt after another. So, so fun! It's nice to be home again but now I'm just trying to catch up on life.

Free Tubing = Creative Fun

We went tubing for YW the other night and the boys got to tag along. Clint was having fun for a while and then he decided he was hungry, tired, and cold so he decided to be sad instead. Kade was a different story. He was so excited and going strong the whole time. He really wanted to go down the big hills but I wasn't about to spend $38 for him and I to tube for 1 hour. He just played with a little tube on the hills at the bottom. He was such a nice brother and gave Clint a ride. Then I showed him how to run and jump on the tube and 'fly' down the hill. He was so cute as he would push his little tube getting a running start he would say, "Run, run, run, belly!" jump and land on his belly on the tube and ride to the bottom. Then he would grab the string and march up the hill and do it again. He's getting to be such a big boy.

Really?

This is definitely a personal post but since this is our family journal I wanted to document what is going on with our lives. I've had this pain in my abdomen for about a year; it comes and goes so I didn't think much of it. Well I finally went to the doctor to figure out what this pain was and the visit kind of turned our day upside down(in a good way).
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HISTORY:
When I had Clint during the C-section my doctor was so shocked at how thin my uterus was. He told us that if we weren't positive we needed to have more kids then we really probably shouldn't. Even at that he said we could probably only have 1 more if we insisted on more kids. He said if it were his wife he would say they were done, so we took that as strong advice that we should probably be grateful for the 2 great kids we have and be done. We somewhat reluctantly accepted our fate and have dabbled with thoughts of adoption.
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So back to the doctors visit today. Turns out he thinks the pain is endometriosis (as a result from the C-section). To take care of it they do a minor surgery and remove it. The doctor says, "So if you're going to be having another baby soon then we'll just take care of it when we do your C-section." My doc. doesn't remember patient history very well so I remind him of the what happened during my last C-section and what was said afterward. He then said, "Well I wouldn't let that stop you if you really want to have another child. We'll just watch you very closely and if you have any type of contraction you'll just need to get to a hospital immediately." What????? So did he just say what I think he said? Before he was pretty freaked out and had said, "It's not a good idea to have anoter baby, and I don't say that to too many people because I don't feel like it's my place to decide how many children a woman has." Now he's saying we shouldn't let it stop us. He said the risk is great but the chance isn't super high. Hmmmm. I think Darryl was so excited given his comment when I went to pick up the boys at his work. But he insisted I make the decision. I told him I won't be the only one deciding this because then if I choose to have the baby I won't be able to say to him, "You wanted to have this baby so you have to take care of it too." :) In the end I think we'll try to have another child. I have such a hard time accepting the thoughts of never being pregnant again, and holding my newborn again. Another hard thought to swallow is to know that my boys will be out of our home and we would be empty-nesters in 15 years. With them so close in age it will be like all are kids are suddenly gone. I know that a third child would probably really push me over the stress-level edge, but part of me feels like it is just one of those things that you'll adjust to as you just take it one day at a time.

Sleepover!

Sleepover!

Kade has been waiting (impatiently) for the day he could have a sleepover with his cousin McKylee. Not only did Kylee sleepover but Grandma and Grandpa came too! It was a fun weekend with them visiting. The two little lovebirds were so cute at night they would spend 15 minutes telling each other "Good night," "Sweet dreams," "I miss you," "You're my best-friend," etc. They're pretty cute with each other. Throughout the weekend Kylee would put her arm around Kade and kiss him on the cheek, to which Kade would quickly wipe his cheek and say, "You're going to give me germs." They didn't complain though when she wanted to paint their finger nails and toe nails with glitter polish. Silly kids.

Bunk Bed

As I mentioned in the earlier post we purchased a bunk bed this weekend. Well the bunk bed deserves a post devoted to only it. Kade couldn't wait to sleep in his new bed. We had told him he would sleep on the top and Clint would sleep on the bottom. We had second thoughts about this simply because we didn't want him trying to climb down the ladder and night if he needed to go to the bathroom, and both of them aren't going to be using the bed for a while since Clint is still in a crib. When we told Kade he would sigh and kind of sulk(not it a bad way, just out of sincere disappointment). All morning long he says, "I just want to go to bed." When I say you just woke up he says, "Lets play Go Fish on my top bed!" We've spent most of our waking moments on the bunk beds playing sleep over (see "I {heart}" post), or other games. So if you need to find me I can usually be found on the top bunk, if I'm not there. . . check the bottom bunk, and if you still can't find me I can occasionally be found under the bottom bunk. : )
Kade is also very concerned about "his ladder." He doesn't want anyone to break it so don't be offended if you're ever at our house and he says he doesn't want you to climb on the ladder because he doesn't want you to break it. He tells us to be careful so we don't break it quite often. I don't know where kids get these things! It's strange how much more grown up he seems to me now that he's in a 'real big boy' bed. I know it sounds like a pathetic dream of a typical mom, but really want him to stay my baby forever. I'm not ready to have only big boys and no babies at my house.

Just a cute picture of my baby.