The night before 1st grade

His backpack is packed, he brushed his teeth, he set out his clothes, picked out his breakfast and asked his daddy for a first day of school father's blessing. With all the excitement of tomorrow being the first day of school I thought he'd have a hard time falling asleep so I started extra early and he finally crashed. 

What do you think, do you think he's ready??

We'll see what tomorrow brings. I think I am going to be the one that can't sleep tonight.

The Bitter to our Sweet

 When Matt and I moved into his parents ward, we kind of had this mentality of don't get to comfortable we won't be here forever. Well for me it didn't take long for me to start making friends. I saw a need and really wanted to be the best I could. We right away got called to be team teachers teaching the Sunday school class for the 14-18 year old's. Teenagers intimidate me or did. I wasn't to sure what to think. And teaching the scriptures. I am no where near a scripture wizard. It took us a couple of weeks of getting used to. But both of us started to realize we had a great group of youth on our hands. At first and most of the time it takes bribes of candy to bring out their participation but most of the time they are pretty great at helping out and making the class and our lessons so amazing. One of my favorite parts besides the youth would be the opportunity it has given Matt and I to work together in the gospel. We've had to read and study and discuss the scriptures and it's been so awesome to hear him on a regular basis bear his testimony and share his knowledge. He is such a great guy. With all we've been through over the past year and a half it's been so nice to have this anchor for our marriage. It's helped us stay spiritually close and gain a closer relationship. Which I am afraid would of been driven apart. We have been so blessed to have this calling. It makes us sad to leave our class and calling. It is seriously the bitter part to the bitter sweetness of moving back home. Other the fact that we have to be grown ups again and worry about more grown up stuff. (that's what Matt says) Apparently living with his mom and dad set us back in the responsibility department? I have a testimony that Heavenly Father knows each of us and what we are going through right now. And will put us where we need to be. Weather that be at church, home work or where ever. The Lord has magnificent timing. And we just have to have faith that we will be ok. That may not be easy but it's true.

 So due to the fact that we love our class so much. We decided to have a "Goodbye" summer weenie roast. It was so fun. We had out of our 16 regulars 11 come. And we roasted hotdogs and made some awesome smores.

We had a fun night and the boys had such a fun time showing off and being surrounded by all these "big" kids. I hope my boys can grow up to be as amazing and strong as their BIG friends. I love the example they are to my boys.

Isn't he clever?

Mattix was determined to peel his own orange. He kept getting orange juice squirting in his eye. So he came up with a solution!! They sure know how to make me smile. Heaven knows I need it lately. Being pregnant brings out the grumpy mommy in me. I am far from patient these days. So when we do cute things like this I have to blog it. That way I can look at it and remember to SMILE!

Schools Coming...

School's coming. ( A week from yesterday)  Matt and I decided to try and make this week a fun week. Maybe try and do some family activities?

 Yesterday Daddy got off work early and we took the boys to Seven Peaks. I didn't bring my camera but did get this super cute picture of Mattix with my phone. 

"Falling" asleep....

Tonight while I was putting the boys to bed Mason was starting to fall asleep. I could tell his eyes were getting heavy. The next thing I knew he jerked hard and his eyes shot open. He looked at me with huge eyes and said mom was I falling? I shook my head and he looked at me all confused. I swear I just slipped on water and almost fell and cracked my head. 

I think my little man just experienced one of those lovely "I'm falling" moments when you are trying to fall asleep. I just don't think he's done it before or at least remembered. Made me kind of laugh. I'm so mean. I thought I would blog it so I don't forget it.

Trying to squeeze in some fun...

 I had this sinking awful feeling the other day when I received an email from the boys' school welcoming us back to another fun school year, that our summer is rapidly slipping away. And due to the fact that we've had quite a dramatic summer we haven't even touched my list of fun summer things to do. So now that I am feeling for the most part better I am determined to get out in search of some fun.

 My boys love to climb. Especially on big rocks. 

We found online a super good deal on the "Pass of all Passes" last Nov. Let me tell you if you've been thinking about it, it is sooo worth it. I found out through another friend's blog that The Tracy Aviary is free on Monday's to pass holders. I've wanted to take them all summer. Yesterday I decided out of the blue, Let just go! And we did just me and the boys.

 Manning kept wanting to see the lions. He didn't understand that this was just birds. It was pretty funny.

 Some of those birds are pretty fun to watch and so many are so interesting looking. If they had weird things growing on their heads or were super loud and big we loved them.

 Not the best picture but flamingos are my favorite.

Mason was so interested in what they all ate. We stopped and read all the little signs. One of the birds ate snails and caterpillers. That was pretty awesome. 

The highlight of our trip was the duck pond. You can buy some duck feed and feed the ducks. We loved it. The pond was even full of baby ducks. 

Like I said, I am determined to make these last couple weeks fun. Even if I did poop out 1 hour into the aviary and made an excuse to have to go. I was so tired and my feet hurt so bad. All I can say is WoW being pregnant brings out the slow side of me. But I will do what I can and have fun while I do it.

What's going on?

 Daddy had a birthday!!

I feel like it's been forever since I updated my blog. It really hasn't. I have gone longer. But I think with all that has been going on it just feels like it's been forever. It's been a long few weeks. I feel as though I have been in survivor mode and just trying to get through it all. 

We will start with the good news first. I like good news. Matt FINALLY got promoted at work. He has a full time job!! Yes this means we will be moving back to our old house. I am quite excited. But that does bring a little bit of "we need to get ready" stress with it. Oh well though... It is sooo worth it. 

A few days after Mattix's birthday I started getting really bad heartburn or noticing it more. I've had a lot of heart burn this pregnancy. I didn't think anything of it. This is #4 and heart burn is a familiar feature to being prego. It progressively got worse over the course of the week and felt like no matter what I ate I was dying. Eventually it was taking over I couldn't sit stand or lay down. Night time was the worse. I was even having a hard time breathing. I called my doctor after I had finally had it. After talking things over with him. He felt like there was more going on and sent me to the hospital. I am not a fan of Labor and Delivery and felt dumb being there for "heartburn." They ran blood tests and did an ultrasound. They found out that my gallbladder was very inflamed, I had gallstones (one blocking a duct) and signs of infection in my bloodstream. This they said was not good at all. They said if I left it and tried to tough it out they would give me 2 weeks before the infection got to the baby and caused early labor. At that point they started explaining the effects of delivering a baby at 27 weeks. SCARY STUFF!! So what did they decide to do?? Surgery right than. No waiting... Let's get it done now. I was scared to death. Than another doctor came in and started going over the risks of doing the surgery at 25 weeks and the results of delivering a baby that early. I felt like we were at a lose lose situation. But after praying sooo hard for what to do. Matt and I felt like Maxton was strong enough to handle the surgery. I was wheeled in less than an hour later. The only that came out of me that day was my gallbladder. :) I stayed at the hospital over night so they could monitor the baby. They came in to go over the surgery with me the next morning and they were telling me how Maxton was awake the whole time I was out. They kept hearing over the sound of his heartbeat him kicking and squirming. And his heart rate stayed at where it was supposed to. I felt so blessed and felt like we were both watched over. I got to come home the next day. I am so thankful we are still here with Matt's parent's. It has been a blessing to be surrounded by family and help. I know I could not of gone through this alone. A few days after I came home I had a minor set back. After taking the bandages off in the shower (not alone Matt inflicted that pain on me) I somehow managed to pass out and fall in the tub. When I fell, I landed on my foot and clipped my back on the faucet. We thought for sure I broke my foot. I was so disappointed. I was finally feeling a lot better from surgery. I spent the day at the hospital again. They ran tests on my heart and other tests on the baby. He was just fine again. No signs of contractions or anything. I am so in awe over my bodies way it has of protecting this little guy. They could not find any reason that I should of passed out. And sent me home with a sprained foot and a bruised/bumped up body and very hurt ego. 

But through all this I have been sitting here beating myself up over it all. Why the heck did I have to go through this? We don't need this right now. But the only thing I can think of is, I guess I just needed a reminder that I can't do everything on my own. I do have help. It's ok to ask. Nadia and Brenda came up and stayed for the week and took care of me and the boys. She helped out a ton. 

Despite all this drama we did celebrate Matt's birthday. I was determined to make him a cake and make him feel special. I have the greatest husband I could of ever asked for. He takes care of me and our boys and is always willing to do whatever it takes to make sure I am ok. He's a hard worker, a tough guy, has the kindest heart and is always willing to help out when he can. 

I am so happy we got through the last few weeks. We survived!! I am feeling sooo much better. I am excited for the months to come. We have a lot in store. School, getting ready to move, moving, birthdays, getting ready for the baby!! We can do this!!