Monday, April 14, 2014

3rd Times a Charm

Last week I had the opportunity to attend three different doctor's appointments. Lucky me, right?! Seriously though, it just makes me so grateful that we live in a day and age with medical advances.

1st Doctor Visit
The Baby made us slightly nervous last week and my doctor wanted to check it out. The ultrasound found another slight complication. Thankfully my doctor wasn't super concerned. Apparently the baby is fighting hard to come to earth and be born. Keep fighting Baby!
About 12.5 weeks pregnant
Top picture: Baby's head is on the left and itty bitty baby bottom on the right. You can also see the umbilical cord.
Bottom picture: a tiny, tiny foot

2nd Doctor Visit
While I was at the baby doctor appointment, Devin tripped over his own feet and bit his lower lip on the outside and took a good chunk out of the inside. Thankfully no stitches or clipping was required!
Crazy how big this kid is getting!!
3rd Doctor Visit
The following morning, the pediatrician called me and was concerned about Devin and wanted to check it out again. So we went back and may have another follow up visit sometime this week.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

No Greater Joy

Apparently yesterday Devin borrowed our blog to write his own SURPRISE post. If you somehow missed reading it, then STOP reading this post and go read his first.

And to answer everyone's question... is this for real or an April Fool's joke?
I want everyone to read 3 John 1:14.
"I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth."
That's a very true statement. And just so everyone is clear, Devin definitely does walk in truth!

  • We are due October 19. I am 11 weeks, 2 days. The baby will be born between mine and Casey's birthdays. Devin will be 28 months when the baby is born.
  • Apparently the sickness I have had for the past months and went to the doctor to be tested for everything was a combination of two things. 1. Lactose intolerant (which is a new concept for me personally but not my family. I'm dealing with it pretty well. I just drink Lactaid milk now and take lactaid pills anytime I eat any dairy.) And 2. Morning sickness. I have felt nauseous/ been sick since about January.
    • I thought I never felt this before but I went and looked back at the blog and apparently with Devin, I only had it in the early morning and again after school. With this baby it is CONSTANT and eating didn't really help too much. Nothing helped a ton.
    • It is finally starting to get a bit better.
  • The baby hates sugar! I can't eat any treats/ desserts/ candy without getting sick. And chocolate or brown sugar are the worst! Even tiny chocolate chips in granola bars don't settle well. 
  • I am in the awkward clothing size where my maternity clothes are too big but my regular clothes are too small. I have a few pairs of pants with stretchy bands (but not the maternity tummy panel) that are now my best friends.
    • I don't think I am really "showing." I just look bigger. I weigh a lot more this time around then I did with Devin....
  • Because of complications at first, I have already seen the doctor three times. I have had two major ultra sounds and two in office ultrasounds. BUT. EVERYTHING IS FINE NOW!!! Baby is healthy and strong and totally beat the odds! And it is now considered to be a "normal" pregnancy. Although, we would always love extra prayers....

We are very excited to become a family of four. We are trusting in Heavenly Father's timing and wisdom. 

This is ~10 weeks pregnant.
The head is on the right and its waving "hi!"
When I watch and hear its heart beat,
my heart totally melts!!

And I just have to say... We had Devin's Surprise announcement post planned long before that one blog went viral about the cruelness and insensitivity of fake/ April first pregnancy announcement. We apologize if anyone was offended or hurt yesterday. That was definitely not the intention....

Tuesday, April 1, 2014


Hi Mommy and Daddy's friends! This is Devin. Mommy is too busy playing with me to write very often. And seeing how the blog is just collecting dust, I didn't think she would mind if I shared a post with you. I even used my own computer!

For awhile now, I had a secret wish. I wonder if Mommy was beginning to catch on when she wrote the post called "Baaae-bee" Obsessed. Babies are just so cute. Every time I would see a baby or even an infant car seat, I made sure to point it out to Mommy hoping that maybe someday she would get the hint.

Mommy and Daddy have taught me to pray. And I started praying every day for a baby hoping that Heavenly Father was listening.

I know I will be a great big brother. I share my Cheerio's and milk with Elmo. I love playing with diapers while I get changed. I teach Baby about using the potty. I help pick up my toys. I know how to put away the dirty clothes. I read books to all my stuffed friends. And I can even climb up in the car seat by myself. These are definitely all requirements for being a big brother.

Plus, I know Mommy will have extra time to take care of a baby because I can put my shoes on by myself. And I insist the only way to eat is if I do it myself. See. Now Mommy will be able to dress a baby and feed it because I am independent.

Mommy and Daddy told me they have a surprise! In just a few short months, or so they say... it seems like such a looooong time to me, I will have my own baby to kiss and cuddle. My own baby to wrap up in a blanket. My own baby to show off to everyone else in the store. I can hardly wait to be a family of four.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Spiritually Filled by Stake Conference

Yesterday we had the opportunity to attend our Stake Conference. I did not have the ability to take notes because I had a charming toddler sitting on my lap. Sometimes I didn't even have a chance to pay attention because I was trying to keep said charming toddler quiet by whispering something in his ear. And because we were watching the conference broadcast style, sometimes the sound went out all together.

Some may wonder why we even bothered to go. Or wonder if it was worth the work to stuff my gigantic college-sized backpack with every religious board book we own, LDS coloring pages, Baby (to set a good example for Devin), random quiet toys, and enough snacks to feed probably half the people in attendance. Some may wonder what the point was to Stake Conference if I knew I would get so little from it.

I know the easy guess would be to teach Devin that we always go to church, even when it is not convenient. But that's not why I went. That's not why I packed a backpack with everything but the kitchen sink.

It's a selfish reason really. I went for me!

I went to be uplifted and inspired. I went because I needed my spiritual gas tank to be refilled. I went because I love the Lord. 

And I was so deeply blessed.

Thinking back to the talks, some I can't remember what was said at all. The others, I remember maybe a phrase or two. So all together, I got a few good thoughts. But really I got so much more.

I was blessed with the spirit. I was blessed with an outpouring of love from my Heavenly Father. And that love spread through me to my son. I was blessed with the strength to endure trying times. I was blessed with the power of prayer and the hope of peace. I was blessed with faith. I was blessed in my ability to be a mother and blessed to know how to teach my sweet, charming toddler the things of God. I was so blessed and Stake Conference truly was worth every sacrifice.

And I was especially blessed with a reminder of my favorite missionary story in the Book of Mormon. No one talked about this story. But as my Stake President shared his favorite missionaries in the Book of Mormon, the spirit reminded me of mine. And I hope and pray that someday my favorite story could be told of me as well.

My absolute favorite missionary story right now is one that I can relate to so perfectly. The mothers of the stripling warriors. Think about it. They taught their sons with faith and power and righteousness. Their sons became converted to the gospel and valiant in their actions because the mothers shared their testimonies on a regular basis. There is no way the stripling warriors could have become "stripling" with one brief testimony or one Stake Conference attended. They became who they were because of the daily virtuous example of their noble mothers--the best sister missionaries.

Someday.... Someday I truly hope that Devin will have a similar testimony because of my example. And I have so much work and areas I need to improve. But someday I pray that he will be my greatest missionary experience.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

My Best Monster Friend

Babysitting my nephew--Devin's best friend. 

Matching monster hats. 

Library story time and paper plate kites. 

Driving home I heard "Lee-saw, hold hands."

When we finally got home, I saw the cutest thing. Two sweet boys stretching to hold hands from their car seats and grinning at each other. Apparently they held hands the whole car ride. 

Where PB&Js Belong

I have not made Devin a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for a while because he didn't like them. But I decided to try again because PB&Js are supposed to be an American kid staple.

After saying the blessing, Devin looked at his sandwich pieces. He took a lick and put it back on his plate. I kept encouraging him to eat. He instead played with it. He pulled it apart. And eventually he threw each piece on the ground. 

Devin is really good about keeping food on his plate. Sometimes food ends up on the ground but it is on accident. "Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh." No uh-oh was said the sandwich fell downward. It was more like he was proud of himself.

As soon as I let him out of the booster seat, he immediately wanted his broom and dustpan. He quickly placed a piece of the PB&J on the dustpan and immediately told me "gar-bge." What? He is supposed to eat the sandwich--not throw it away. But he walked straight to the garbage can and put the sandwich where it belonged. He repeatedly told me "gar-bge" the whole time.

Peanut butter and jelly = American kid staple? Ha! Not my kid! The only thing a PB&J is good for is a trip to the garbage can.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

"Baaae-bee" Obsessed

First of all--no, its not me. I'm not the one obsessed with babies. And just so there is no confusion, we are not pregnant and this is not an announcement.

Now... with that being said... Allow me to introduce you to who is baby obsessed.

My sweet Mr. Devin. He is absolutely in love with his "baaae-bee!" I put Baby away for Christmas time because there were plenty of toys and other festive things to explore. And then after Christmas, Baby continued to stay put away because he had new toys to play with.

A couple of days ago, Devin found Baby and has refused to put him down since. I'm almost serious. The pictures above are just a few of the thousands I could have taken. He pushes Baby up and down our living room and kitchen in his wagon. This kept him occupied for probably 1/2 hour. Yesterday for breakfast, Baby had to sit with him in the high chair so he could share his banana. But just sitting together quickly became inadequate. Devin had to hug Baby the whole time he ate. He reads to his baby. He gives the baby a blanket. He shares all of his toys with baby. He gives the baby kisses. He teaches baby how to play with the "choo-choo" and "truk." 

When we run errands, his eyes light up with excitement when he sees a baby car seat or better yet the baby inside the car seat on the basket. And he lovingly and loudly declares "baaae-bee" over and over.

It melts my heart to see his sweet tender side. Someday... (refer to the very first statement of this post) he will be an amazing big brother!

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Mission Mommyhood Plaque

Yesterday I read the last email from my sister as a missionary. Tomorrow I will see her at the airport. And she will be reporting on Sunday. It will be a busy/ exciting/ possibly tear filled weekend!

But her email made me think about my mission--Mission Mommyhood. (BTW: If you haven't read that post... you should! It's one of my favorites!) How have I served in the past 19 months, 1 week and 6 days? How have I taught Baby Bunny? How have I grown?

19 months and 2 weeks ago, I was still pregnant... still in the "MTC." We reported to the hospital early. And I have never been the same since!

Before my tiny Baby Bunny was even born, I knew I would love him. But I have watched that love grow exponentially each day of his life.

Before my tiny Baby Bunny was born, I had a strong testimony of the Atonement. But through the struggles of life and trying to learn how to raise (and sometimes even cope with) Devin, that has also grown so much. I have learned to rely on my Savior when Devin is driving me nuts and no one is around to help. I have learned to let my Savior into my life when Devin was full of giggles so He could celebrate with us.

Before my tiny Baby Bunny was born, I listened to the Holy Ghost. But now I have learned to follow Its promptings without question. And to pray for Its constant companionship. I need the guidance and support to keep Devin safe, to stretch our pennies, to serve others.

I finally decided to make me a "Mission Plaque." I chose my picture because that is where it all began--in the House of the Lord on my wedding day. And the scripture is just perfect for my mission as a mommy. In case you can't read the verse, it is D&C 64:33.

"Wherefore, be not weary in well-doing, for you are laying the foundation of a great work. And out of small things proceedeth that which is great."