2009 Hightlights

2009 in Review

In February we finally got the basement finished. We moved all of us downstairs.

Around the end of March we found out we were having another baby. Very unexpected but a WONDERFUL surprise we wouldn't trade for anything.

In May we took a family camping trip to our stakes property. It rained the whole time. But it was one of our most FUN and memorable camping trips.

Mattix turned 2 on July 23 and we threw the biggest backyard party ever. Fully equipped with a blowup water slide and green frosting.

Also in July Matt put his name in the race for West Valley City Council for our district. That was the begging of a fun and exciting journey. We were right by his side through the whole Campaign.

In August the boys got to go on the Father Sons camp out. Our family was rocked by a scary accident that left us with a STRONGER testimony and because of FAITH and prayer no long term physical scars. We were truly BLESSED.

In September Matt made it through the Primary Campaign and moved on to the "BIG Election."

Mason started Preschool in September he attends Ms. Sandy's preschool. He is learning so much and loves it. I am PROUD to say he can sing in alphabetical order up to Kentucky

October we had a fun time celebrating HALLOWEEN. Mason was a vampire and Mattix was a tiger. Because they were sick the whole week leading up to Halloween we had limited trick or treating but somehow managed to acquire QUITE a bit of candy.

November was a BIG month for us. All the hard work we had put into Matt's campaign came to an end at the general election. I have never been so PROUD of my husband. He put so much hard work and dedication in to this. He may not of won but he put up a DANG good fight.

I spent 3/4 of 2009 prego. November. 22, we welcomed Manning Austin Harris into our FAMILY.

December brought many BLESSINGS to our family. We were blessed with a wonderful Christmas and the opportunity to spend the holidays with the ones we LOVE.

Now as 2009 comes to an end and at MIDNIGHT tonight we will ring in the new year. I have to say that despite the economy and the stressful effect it has taken on my family this year. I DO have to say we have had a VERY successful year. We have learned so much. We have grown every way possible. I AM proud of my family. I am excited for 2010. I am anxious to see what's in store for us. It's time to look ahead and as my good friend Nakia would say, no resolutions this year, I am going to set goals. So here's to a GREAT 2010!!

I can't get the pictures to upload. I will post them as soon as I figure it out.

Happy Birthday Mason!!

Having fun in the bath while camping.

Mason's 1st birthday. What a mess and he looks like he's had to much to eat or drink.

From the beginning he was Daddy's boy. And Daddy is still his favorite.

He was our little fighter. After a scary emergency C-section delivery. 3 days after he was born he stopped breathing and had to stay in the NICU for another week. We got to take him home and he's been healthy and kicking ever since.

Mason Alexander Harris

12/13/05 2:32 p.m.

5 lb. 2 oz 18 in.

I can't believe 4 years has gone by so stinking fast. 4 years and 3 kids later. Here we are.

Sleep is for the weak!

One of the joys that comes with being a new mom is the gift of no sleep. Or for some (the lucky ones) very little sleep.
When I was younger I was not a very good sleeper. It took me forever to fall asleep and quite often I would end up in my parents bed. Hence the reason my children have such wonderful sleeping habits. My mom in desperation once I started to understand time, taught me to count the hours I would be sleeping if I were to fall asleep at such and such time. The idea came after reading or seeing some article about how much sleep should you child be getting. Well I knew that I should be getting at least 8 hours of sleep. As I would lay there and look at the clock I would count over and over in my head and calculate how much sleep I wasn't going to be getting. It worked when I was very young but once I got into my teen years and I liked sleep it would haunt me because I knew I would be tired the next day if I didn't go to sleep soon.
So to make a long story short. I am the kind of person that values my sleep. I have always been this way. But being a mom has caused me to get used to living on as little sleep as I can possibly get.
I made the mistake when Mason was a baby of letting him sleep in our bed. Well he's very rarely goes a night without ending up in my bed to this day. And with Mattix I felt bad making him sleep in his room by himself so he is now worse than Mason. Now poor Manning doesn't stand a chance I would like to keep him in his own bed as long as possible. As a result it causes our house to experience some very long nights. I have gotten to the point over the past 2 and a half weeks of being able to sleep in any position. I have gone as far as falling asleep sitting straight up with my legs crossed. (I am going to have some severe back and neck issues soon)
I've been watching many episodes of SuperNanny in hopes that I can pick up some pointers and when I start feeling up to it. I am planning an attack with my new found knowlege. Wish me luck. We'll see how it goes. I'd like to get my bed back one day, maybe a little more sleep, and the opportuntiy to lay next to my husband and not have little feet in my back or someone pulling my hair on the other side of me. Maybe for Christmas I'll ask Santa for my own SuperNanny.

Happy 1 week birthday!

In light of his one week birthday, here is the picture of when I first set eyes on my little Man.

"My Gooey Baby"

And baby makes 3!!

I'd like to welcome to the my blog, the newest "Harris Boy"

Manning Austin Harris.....

Pictures compliment's of BellaPhotography.

I may be his mom but, I do have to say I think I make some dang cute babies.

On the Monday before we had Manning I had my last "prenatal checkup." It felt good to know that I was almost to the end. Dr. Barney asked if I had any last minute questions or any concerns. I've had this dream of the doctor pulling the baby out and holding him up so I can see him right away. (they do it on t.v.) I've never seen any of my kids "gooey." How else can you prove that he came out of me if I don't see the mess I'd made? I asked him if it were possible if everything looked good if he could hold Manning up and let me see him semi first. He laughed at me and promised I would see a dripping gooey baby. I wasn't to sure he'd remember.

On "D" day (delivery day) I couldn't believe how nervous I was. By the time I walked into the O.R. in my beautiful gown. I was litterally shaking. I was so scared. I don't mean to sound dramatic but I felt like my whole life was about to change and than there was the fact that I was about to endure a huge needle along with a surge of what feels like electricity going through my back and the obvious fact that I was about to have my stomache cut open and my guts strung out across my stomache. I was scared.

As I layed there getting the play by play from everyone. I waited. Than sure enough I hear everyone start ewwing and awwing his head was out and he was so cute, than they all started counting one, two, three, four as the doctor unwrapped the cord from around his neck the doctor held him up over the curtain and I saw him. Dr. Barney asked if that was what I was looking for and I was trying not to cry so I didn't answer. He brought this gooey baby around the side of the curtain and gave me a good look. I was very happy. How do you explain that first look at your tiny baby? It's very overwelming to even repicture it in my head. It is one of the best feelings I think Heavenly Father can bless anyone with.

So now he's here he's what everyone would call a "good baby." I love him. He's beautiful. I am in aw at how wonderful his little spirit is.

Thankful I am a Mom!

For as long as I can remember the #1 thing on top of my "what do I want to be when I grow up list" was to be a mom. I always wanted babies. Everyone keeps posting their things they are thankful for and I thought with our big day approaching it's fitting to say, I am thankful Heavenly Father has blessed with the gift of being a mom.
I remember the night I found out I was pregnant with Mason. I had so many emotions flooding through me. I was excited and extremely scared. Than when he was born and I held him for the very first time, I knew what "mommy love" really was. I had this immediate urge to teach him, protect him and love him. That same feeling came when we had Mattix and I am already feeling that love with this soon to be new little Man.
I made the decision the day before I was supposed to go back to work to stay home and raise my family. It has not been easy. In fact I have often toyed with the idea of going back to work outside our home. It has been emotionally draining, physically draining and very draining on our wallets. I have tried quite a few things to try and bring money in. I babysit, I've taught preschool, sold MaryKay and Discovery Toys. And when all that failed or it got rough I just have to look at my boys and I know what I need to do. Just keep chugging along. We are blessed and have been blessed things seem to work out.
One of the biggest blessings that comes from being a mom is knowing that you are doing something right. I love watching my kids grow and learn new things. My favorite thing in the world is the hugs and kisses they spontaneously spring on me.
So this Thanksgiving I am thankful for my family and the major responsiblity that has been giving to me to raise valiant young men that will one day hold the Priesthood and have thier own families to love and teach. I pray that I will be able to teach them all that I can to help them be the best they can be.

Does money grow on trees?

We run into another parenting stumble or what I like to call a milestone. We have discovered that Mason is growing up. I know that sounds like a DUH kind of thing to say but it's hard when you are the parent and you see your kids everyday. Him being the oldest he's kind of had to grow up faster than most 3 year olds. He's creeping up on his 4th birthday and the kids is to smart for his own britches.
We have been noticing lately that when we take our boys anywhere they have begun to throw fits and beg for things. It has really become quite a problem. They expect to get whatever they want. Well that wasn't so bad when they are younger and you can devert thier attention to something else. But Mason the other night demonstrated that he's wants what he wants and that's the way he's going to get it.
We took the boys to Barnes and Noble to find something that Matt has been looking for. The second we walked into the store the boys wanted this and that. I took the boys back to the kids section and Mason walked right over to the Pokemon stuff. I told him we could look at the books. That worked until Matt was ready to go. There were two books he particularly wanted one was $10 and the other was $15. Yeah right. (I am a super frugal shopper. If you can't find it on clearance or at the DI I will usually not buy it.) We told him no. The melt down began. Matt was at the check out and I was trying to get my two massive fit throwing children out the door. (Mattix does what Mason does.) I left Mason for Matt and took off with Mattix out the door. He was making the biggest mess and the most noise.
We got into the car. After a big wrestle between dad and son. Mason proceeded to yell at us that "my mommy and daddy are so mean," "I don't love them," "They are not fair," and than I turned around for some reason that struck me. How does he know what "fair" is. So I asked him.
And his response. (which totally shocked me) "Everytime we go to the store you and dad get whatever you want to buy. I don't. If you want something you just get to buy it." What!!! He's is 3 almost 4. Where the heck is this coming from.
Let's just say that Matt and I sat down and had to reevaluate how we "spoil" our children. We had a talk with him and sat down and told him that he's now big enough to buy his own stuff and will need to start saving his own money and earning money. I don't know if we are doing what we are supposed to do. I hope that we are doing what's right and our kids don't grow up being greedy spoiled rotten adults.
Any one have any ideas?

Date night at the Jazz game

At the last minute last night Matt called me in the middle of a horrible bad day. (My kids had hit my last nerve.) And he asked me if I had plans for the night. Well considering the fact that he had meetings amd was planning on being gone all night I guess I really didn't. I had planned my normal bum around town just to get the heck out of the house. Well anyway, He had been offered Jazz tickets and was asking me out on a date. I cleaned my tush off yesterday and was feeling pretty much like crap. I could tell he was excited and was even willing to skip his meeting. So I put on a smile and said that would be fun.
We dropped the kids off at the in laws. They are awesome to take the kids that late. The game started at 8:30. And took off with Matt's brother and his friend. They all kept teasing me about how I couldn't walk or I would go into labor and no one had any available time off for me to have a baby. So they even went as far as to pay $4 extra to "park closer." We had to pick up our tickets from will call and while standing in line Matt made the comment "just watch well be in the last seats in the last row." Well as we started our climb I realized as the numbers were getting bigger and I was getting very winded, that his comment was becoming a reality. But it wasn't that bad we were on the second to last row. Once I sat down I was determined not to get out of my seat and make that climb unless I absolutly had to. That meant limited sips of the shared Coke and many shifts in the little blue chair.
I am not that into sports. I love going to sport's games for one main reason, and that is to people watch. I find myself focused on other things. And cheering when everyone else cheers than wondering "what just happened."
And it doesn't matter where we sit there will always be certain types of people sitting somewhere around us, there's couple that is very lovey dovey that can't stop making out, the middle aged guy who would give anything to be the coach and tell the Jazz what to do and at times feels as though they can actually hear him, the people that have to leave every 10 min. to get more beer and than try to steady this very full cup up that monsterous climb and never stop to sip some down, and those teenage girls that go just to check out the guys and act as though they really know what's going on and scream on the top of their lungs while continuously spraying bodyspray and putting on scented lotions.
To sum up the night it was nice to get out and away from my crazy children to just spend time with my honey. I even got some Kettle corn. (which was very yummy) The Jazz won. They seem to do that everytime we go. I told Matt last night that the only reason that they won is all that wonderful advice he kept yelling at them. (He isn't the middle aged man I was talking about but will be someday.) Oh and I had fun!

Holding our breath!

It's officially November 3!! Election Day!!

Pretty much everything we've done for the past 4-5 months has been in preparation for this day!

Elect Matthew Harris!!

There are so many emotions to explain my feelings for today, excitment, stress, anxious, nervous, proud, and the list goes on and on. Last night the rush of getting out there kind of came to an end. It was like we had this feeling that we had physically done all that we possibly could do. Poor Matt looks like he's a walking zombie. But he's out there this morning doing what he called "sign shaking."

All of this campaigning has totally confirmed my admiration for Matt. When I met him I could immediately tell that he was not a guy that sat back and waited for things to happen or waited for "a good time to do it," he sees what needs to be done and gets out and does it. Given now that we are married sometimes that drives the procrastinator in me absolutly crazy. That is one reason we are so good for each other. We balance each other out.
Matt has worked his butt off litterally he has lost weight with all the walking and lost sleep over stressing. He is ready for this. I'm just praying that we can be ok with the results. While we were waiting for the results in the primary election one of the other candidates came over while I was sitting there deep in thought asked me if I was preparing my "I'm sorry you didn't make it speach." (he was running for a different office) That freaked me out. I started into a panic. What do I say? But we made it through. It hasn't sank in yet that we could lose. I have a calm feeling that whatever happens it's going to be ok. But I am sure that as I am sitting there tonight at City Hall with everyone waiting and waiting. I will be a reck. Matt say's all I need to say is you did you best. We'll get it next time. (he's already planning the next campaign.) And than he wants a hug. After that I know from experience to let him have his space.
Please pray for us today. Keep us in your thoughts. It's not like we are praying to win a baseball game. We are praying to do what's right for our family. Thank you to everyone that has supported us in this adventure and helped out in anyway. We do apprieciate all of you.

VOTE FOR MATTHEW HARRIS!!!

Write it down so I don't forget.

Thanks to my blog I can have a excuse to get stuff down so I don't forget. For some reason it's easier to blog than it is to write in an actual journal.

The kids were all hanging out watching Blue's Clue's yesterday waiting for lunch to cook. I don't usually watch their shows, but I hear them over and over. I find it hilarious that the T.V. encourages the children to talk back to it. But that's another subject.

Steve was getting the kids ready for the adventure of the day and he says "are you ready to go find out what book Blue wants to read today?" As he's making the sign for book. Mattix jumps up and starts getting so excited. He yells "Book of Mormon Stories." And starts to sing the song. That is one of his favorite Primary songs. And Steve made the first action to the first word in the song. I'm glad Mattix know's what book is the most important.

Hanging in There

Somedays this is exactly how I feel....

Be Strong! I can do this! I have already made it this far.

I am giving myself a pep talk today.

I found this wonderful quote I thought I would share.

by : Dieter F. Uchtdorf
"We don't always know the details of our future. We do not know what lies ahead. We live in a time of uncertainty. We are surrounded by challenges on all sides. Occasionally discouragement may sneak into our day; frustration may invite itself into our thinking; doubt might enter about the value of our work. In these dark moments Satan whispers in our ears that we will never be able to succeed, that the price isn't worth the effort, and that our small part will never make a difference. He, the father of all lies, will try to prevent us from seeing the end from the beginning."
"See the End from the Beginning," Ensign, May 2006, 43

Only 4 1/2 more days until the election. Cross our fingers and pray that Matt makes it. We have prayed and we feel like this is something that is going to benefit our family and bless us. We are trying to have faith that if this is what Heavenly Father feels is best for our family it will happen.

24 more days until we are scheduled for my C-section and we recieve our new addition to our famliy. My body is feeling very worn out. I honestly feel as though Mr. Manning is not going to wait until the 22nd. But we'll see what happens. Who ever came up with the idea that women need to experience Braxton hicks is crazy. Must of been a man. I have entered the stage of "the waddle" and I feel as though I have the weight of a watermelon on my important parts. I can do this. He at least needs to wait until after the election. I have been strong this long and my goal with this pregnancy was to not be a whiner. I know I have had my moments but I think I am doing pretty ok.

Major Changes Coming My Way

I've been experiencing alot of anxiety lately. Maybe because I have so much going on and I feel like I am so tired I am never going to get it all done in time.
My biggest anxiety is going from 2 kids to 3 kids. When I was in the hospital right after I had Mattix (my second baby) I had a nervous breakdown. I was terrified of taking home another child. Can you believe that? How embarassing for me to admit that. I cried for almost 3 hours straight in the middle of the night. The poor nurse assigned to me that night was so great. She sat with me for a couple of hours talking to me and reassuring me that I will be fine.
It didn't hit me until that night, the night before I was planning on going home to start our new life with this new child. But now I am starting the anxiety attack early. I am realizing my body only came equipped with two arms, and so much energy. Oh and our bed is just not big enough for the 5 of us. (We have visitors in the middle of the night.) Our vehicles were perfect for 2 kids now we have to banish one to the very back of the van and get real good at chucking chicken nuggets and fries to the back. What am I going to do when Matt's working and the baby is screaming while I am trying to get the other two to bed? I stay awake at night thinking of a plan.
I have heard of mom's being afraid of "not having enough love to go around." That is not what I am worried about. I am just worried about being a good mom when I am beginning to stretch thinner.
I know I am just being paranoid and it's probably my emotions talking right now. I know I will be ok and eventually I will slip into routine and Baby Manning will be like one of us and it will be like he was here all along. I just needed to get this off my chest. Thank you blog.

Funny Joke: Which Bees make milk?..? BooBees

Our recent ultrasound. 33weeks and 5days.

Oct. 12,2009

Who knew that time would fly so dang fast. I went in yesterday for an ultrasound and checkup. Found out that this little guy is still measuring bigger than his gestational age. (I have never had a baby ahead, mine are always behind) It's exciting to think that maybe my body has finally figured out this baby making thing. It's so neat to see what's growing and moving inside of me. I love ultrasounds. It's like putting a face with a name.

Dr. Barney had us set an official date. Which will be Nov. 22, at 10:30 in the morning. It's kind of weird to be able to schedule the date of your baby's birth but with my personality it helps to be able to plan ahead. Now we just need to figure out what were doing with the boys and make some plans.

We have so much going on right now. With the election a few weeks away and all we have to do to prepare for that. I am afraid we are going to blink and Boo we have a baby. (Just pray that election night with all the stress and anxiety we don't have a baby that night.)

Matt has been so supportive and so good about letting me have some time to myself. Maybe because I am so onry or maybe because my birthday is coming. I don't know. It's so nice to be able to relax and have some time before the baby comes and I am connected at the boob for the next year or so. I am so greatful for the Relief Society's timing of Sisterhood month. It couldn't of come at a better time. I have been able to enjoy the temple and a Lady's spa retreat night all in the last couple of weeks. I do have to say to all the wonderful women that were so willing to serve the sisters up there and rub my feet, brush my hair, paint my nails and just be my friend. I needed it and I totally appreiate every minute of it.

I can't wait to meet this little guy and hold him in my arms. We are ready for a new famliy member. We may not phyically be ready but my heart is ready. And we are truely blessed to have such wonderful children.

So Proud of my Mom!

She's not going to like her picture on here. But oh well. She'll still love me.
I am so proud of my Mom I just want to tell everyone. My mom joined Weight Watcher's about 4 weeks ago. She's had some health problems and her doctor flat out told her that if she could get her weight under control she'd be alot more healthier. She's struggled with her weight for as long as I can remember. She started out very not so optimistic. But she decided to try. I was worried she was going to try it half hearted and say it didn't work. But she commited to try it for a whole week and be accountable for what she ate. She lost 3 pounds! She was excited so she decided to try the next week. She lost 2 pounds! Well this last week she gained 1 1/2 lbs. She was very discourged. Well she pushed this week and she lost so much this week that she is for the first time in 12 years under 300 lbs. I am sooo incredibly proud of her. She is so motivated now that she wants to start walking and do what she can to keep going.

I love my mom and she has always been my biggest supporter. And I worry about her. She has been through so much and I have almost lost her a couple times. I want to see her healthy and happy.

Funny thing happened at Walmart last night.

I'd like to take a second out of my crazy overwelming life to stop and tell you guys about something funny that happened last night.

We took the boys to Walmart last night. We were out of milk, eggs and diapers so against all over our wills we had to go. But it turned out to be something that we needed. We are so stressed out and busy lately that we have no time to laugh or see the lighter side of things.

We were walking away from the register past the restrooms full stride focused on getting out of the store away from the candy and other fun things the boys had to leave behind. When out of the blue this guy jumps on the back of our cart. While it was moving. He almost lost his balance and turned around to laugh and say "yo bro..." than realized he had no clue who we were. He thought we were someone else. He was so embarassed. He stumbled and tripped and tried to get away, and kept saying "sorry, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else." I personally couldn't stop laughing. Matt and I laughed about it all the way home. It was just so random and out of the blue it was hilarious. And the way he reacted I wish I had a video camera. I could of won some money.

A Cute Picture I had to Post

Before we left this morning for preschool Mason and Mattix were waiting on the steps for me to load carseats into the van. I thought this was the cutest picture of them together. I love how much they love each other.

First Day of Preschool

Today at the Harris house was our first day of Preschool. Mason Started his new Preschool at Ms. Sandy's preschool. Mattix had a hard time letting his brother go to school without him. So we decided to do our own preschool while Mason was gone.

We had our Good morning meeting. And we focused on the color RED today. Mattix kept his backpack on the whole morning.
During Morning meeting we took turns pointing with the flag. Mattix has his own little class. Colby and McClain get to join him. Our favorite part is singing and sticking the numbers on the calendar.

Mason had a hard time waiting for preschool. He was up, dressed and waiting with his backpack on for over an hour. For those of you that know Mason, know that he's not a morning person. (like his mom) and he'd stay in his pj's all day if I let him.

His teacher asked that each student have a fullsize backpack to fit all the papers and things she sends home. So we took a chance and went to the D.I. Holy cow that kid's got better luck there than I do. He found a Pikachu backpack! He was in heaven. He's the biggest fan of Pokemon ever. That just made preschool that much cooler. Mattix felt left out so we found him his own backpack too. He's been wearing it all morning just to be like Mason.

I was hoping that this picture would be the top picture. But I don't know what I did they are all backwards.

This is Mason in front of his preschool. I love the note on the door. I never thought I would be the kind of mom that would cry when I drop my kids off at school. We walked up and when

Miss Sandy opened the door he had no problems. He walked in and showed off his backpack and was ready for me to leave. I stood there and my eyes started burning and I had a lump in my throat. I held my eyes open tight so the tears wouldn't drop. My baby is getting so big. And it really makes me proud. He's amazing.

When I came to pick him up he was happy to see me and talked all the way home. He had so much fun. He made new friends, sang songs, did "homework," ate a snack, and he didn't have to take a nap. (he was very excited about that for some reason)

I can't wait to see him grow and learn. It's so exciting to see him experience all these new things.

My kids are awesome!!

My Brave Little Man

I am HAPPY to report after our checkup today... Mason has no cavities. Which comes as very good news seeing how the last appointment we had he had 7 cavities. The trauma of having to have them filled was (cross our fingers) the push to keep him brushing and flossing.

Mason is terrified of the Dentist. He's had two checkup before this and everytime it ends up with me sitting on his legs and the dentist prying his mouth open. (The dentist is really a good dentist he just needed to see inside because Mason had obvious cavities we had to look at.) But this time the dental assitent was absolutly amazing. She had him doing whatever she told him to do. He doesn't like the taste of the toothpaste they use and the spinbrush scares him. But she told him that the sound it makes is really his teeth giggling because it tickles. Mason bought it. I loved every minute of it. He even got a full set of X-rays!! We were getting ready to leave and he asked if the girl could come to his house tomorrow and bring her tickle brush. I told him no she has to work. So we got in the car and he told us that he was coming back tomorrow.

That is AWESOME!!!

Alot to be Thankful For.

I didn't take the opportunity to get up and bare my testmony today and I really feel like I need to share it.

So I'd Like to bare my testimony....

I think that I tend to get caught up in life. I constantly find myself using my time to waste time until __________ happens. I have forgotten to stop and realize how great things have been for us. Dispite the crap that we have been going through lately.

I was sitting in Ward Council this morning and one of my wonderful friends was asked to share anything he thought was spiritual and we could learn from. Out of the blue. Guadian decided to share his feelings about my famliy and how blessed we've been though Mattix's accident. All this time I have been living for the day that his hands will heal and I won't have to change bandages and worrying about infection and I won't have to worry about scars or mobility. Don't get me wrong I am eternally greatful for the blessings that we have been blessed with and I see them. But I see the obvious ones. He's healing so quickly and I know it could of been so much worse. I hear little pieces of that night from the other men up at the campsite and I am amazed at the strength and protection that has been surrounding my son. I am so incredibly thankful for the power of the Priesthood. Of all the places to get hurt, a camp full of Priesthood holders. The power is real. I just wish I could stop and live in the moment and realize that things are greater.

I am not the biggest fan of being pregnant. I am a whiny,grumpy, miserable person. I have been longing for the day that this will be over. I am sick of feeling like everything hurts, my back hurts, my hips hurt my stomache feels so stretched and it's just uncomfortable. I don't think I have once stopped to enjoy being pregnant this time. I have been so frustrated with myself and pushing myself to just get to the end. I haven't stopped to thank my Heavenly Father for allowing me to experience so far a healthy pregnancy.

I really hope that I can help myself remember to "stop and smell the roses." To enjoy the moment. Be happy with what I have and to be able to witness Heavenly Father's hand in my life. And than to be able to turn around and say Thank you. I guess it's easier said than done especially when living in the moment, when it seems everything is going wrong. The furnace goes out, money is not coming in like it used to, or someone gets hurt. But being able to step back when things have calmed down and say "it could of been worse."

Heavenly Father will never give you more than you can handle an when it seems like he has. He wants us to come to him and ask for help. I learned in primary today something I knew but it never clicked. There is nothing you have ever felt or been asked to go through, that Christ has not had to go through. Knock he's waiting.

I believe with all my heart the gospel of Jesus Christ is true. I am so thankful for the plan of salvation that if I live worthy I can return to live with Heavenly Father again. I am thankful that our family is an eternal family. I know that we are lead by a Prophet of God. And we have so many prophets that have lead us in the past to look up to and learn from their example. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Due to lack of Funding...

This week has been a difficult week for Mason. Carter started kindergarten. Therefore Mason lost his playmate/bestfriend. He is not to fond of school. He thinks it's horrible and doesn't want Carter to go.
So for the past 3 days now. Mason has been up at 7:30 and asks "who's coming today?" He watches T.V. until I get up and going and than it begins. "I'm bored. What can I do?" I've been working with him in his preschool books. But there's only so much "homework" one can take.
I really thought that I would put him into preschool this year. I have been teaching him and some of his friends for 2 years and decided this year, with the baby coming and with the extra little ones I am watching. It would just be to crazy to try and do preschool. Which leaves Mason to play with 2 and 1 year olds.
I have been looking around and discovered that preschool costs way to much for our budget right now and I feel like a horrible mom. I wish that I could just come up with that extra every month some how.
How do I keep him busy??

Vote For Matt Harris

For those of you who know Matt well, you were probably not suprised to hear he's running for West Valley City council. Since the day I met this handsome man he's always been a go getter. I have often said he runs circles around me. And I often find myself in aw over how much he can get done in one day. The campaign life has so far been fun and exciting and even the boys are getting into it. We've gone out walking, passing out signs and flyers, met lots of people at neighborhood block parties, and tried our best to do whatever we can to support our Man. When Matt first got his signs and started putting them out it was so cute. The boys called them "Vote for Daddy signs." But Carter (our nephew) quickly set them straight. It say's "Vote for Matt Harris." So now whenever we go out driving we have to play spot the "Vote for Matt Harris" signs.
I am so proud of Matt. He amazes me all the time. I know if he does get elected he will do his job and do it above and beyond. He never does anything halfway. We are planning on living in West Valley for a while. We aren't going anywhere. So our goal is to make this place as safe and great as we can for our families, neighbors and friends. Why not be proud of our city?
Matt is running against 3 other people and has to get through the Primary Election on Sept. 15. Which will narrow it down to 2 for the election in Nov. We are hoping that we can get flyers out and get around to as many people as we can before than. Most people don't even know about the Primary. WE CAN DO IT!!! VOTE FOR MATT HARRIS! If you know anyone if the West Valley area just pass the name along. Also if you are interested in helping pass out flyers. Email me or catch me on Facebook. Thanks to all our family and friends that have been behind us in this adventure. We appreciate all the words of encouragement and support!! We love you guys!

This is my Family

This is the Harris Family. Matt is the handsome tall guy. Than there's me of course. The cuties from left to right would have to be the to smart for his own good, Mason, and the little guy on the right, the always crazy Mr. Mattix. Oh and that little lump you can't really tell is there under my arm. (I hide it so well in this dress) Would have to be our almost new addition to the Harris family Manning Austin.

Welcome to my Blog!

So I've decided to jump on the band wagon and start my own blog. I have been watching in envy as everyone posts these fun and exciting blogs. And I thought, why can't I do that? I have been putting it off with the excuse that I don't need another addiction but I need a place to hide my thoughts. (or at least that is how I will rationalize it)
With that said.... Welcome to my crazy life. This is a blog about my life, my family and my feelings.