I like to eat!

I love love baked goods. And I have been baking and eating up a storm. I like to think that because I'm nursing, I get a free pass...especially for seconds and thirds. :)

I think I might be addicted to Sprite. Weird right? Its not even caffeinated. I told GG last night its that first drink where its so bubbly and exciting in your mouth. He said, that's just like meth. Really? comparing Sprite to meth. That doesn't really seem fair or right. But he had a week training this summer on drug addiction and recognizing it in the high school kids.   Its a good thing I can't justify spending money for a sugary drink very often- special occasions. I'm social soda drinker. :)

After talking about my crazy inability to control my hunger and cravings right now, I realize and KNOW I need to stop. I felt very depressed Saturday when I tried to find a dress in my closet to wear to a wedding. BLGH! So gross. I feel worse now than I did a month a go.  I'd ask for good ideas to stop eating or exercise but I probably won't take it.  I'm going to try real hard this week not make anymore baked goods- granted I've got half of this cake still in my fridge so it shouldn't be too hard. Its so ridiculously rich:

I'm going to maybe better this week. :)  Happy eating this week.

happy

I'm a happy momma. Look at these girls!

Life feels good right now. It does.

 The hubby isn't too busy right now, he's got meetings for his new job but its not too bad. As long as I know what to expect it easier to handle. 

The girls are great. really they are. Boo says, "MOM. MOM. MOM" over and over, and it feels like she dose it ALL the time. Sometimes it makes me want to go crazy but she just wants my attention. I love her and I want to give her my attention so I need to just breathe when she does that, stop what I am doing and give her my attention. 

Other than that, she is the BEST big sister. I love how she talks to Little Miss and tries to help her be happy. She is such a BIG help.

This picture above is after she got all dressed and says shes "just gonna dance". And she dances to Chicka Chicka Boom Boom as she looks at herself in the refection on the TV. So funny. I Love her personality.

Little Miss is an easy baby. She cried today and I tried to calm her without feeding her (I didn't think she should have been ready to yet). As I struggled to calm her I realized, she really doesn't cry too much. She is a wonderful baby. She has such a big smile. I love it when she tries to talk to me. So sweet.

I'm sleepy and getting more exhausted but if I think about the last two months and all that we have done and the fact that I have a newborn baby--the tiredness hasn't been that bad, I know I'm blessed. (mostly because I have a very helpful husband who lets me sleep in some.)

Look at the cutest bug! So funny. Boo was shinny her flashlight on her (at least she was kind enough to put glasses on Little Miss before shinning her flashlight in her eyes....her flashlight is NOT bright at all otherwise I would not be sitting there taking pictures.) 

Happy girls, happy momma, happy life. 

My little artist

Boo's art skills have jumped leaps and bounds this last couple of weeks- thanks to an art kit her cousin gave her. She pulls it out and starts coloring. I'm thinking I'm going to have to go to Staples to buy some $1 computer paper. If she keeps this up we'll be out of paper soon. This is her friend Anna :

 The little artist, looking all patriotically artsy :)

:)

more little miss

I want to post but I'm not really sure about what. Stay with me, maybe I'll come up with something clever. :)

This has been a great summer- GG gets to stay home more since he quit his high school football coaching job so he can be an assistant athletic director at a high school here in town. It has been so great to have him around most of the time to help with the girls. I really haven't had to go out too often by myself with the two girls. Boo really is great so it isn't usually too bad anyway but Little Miss can make things difficult.  I think I'm in for a rude awakening when GG has to go back to work everyday, with sporting events, and bishop stuff.  I'll try not to complain about it until it happens. :) But I do know I've been very blessed this summer to have him around.

Here are some more pretty pictures my friend took when Miss B was only a few days old. I do have to brag. My sister said that the Little Miss was in the top 5 cutest babies-and she said it quite definitely. Where Miss B ranked in that top 5? I'm not sure. Who else was in that list? I don't know that she even knows. But my baby made it. However, she came back to town to visit a couple of weeks later and apparently Miss B had fallen and only made it in the top 10. hmm. whatever.

 Don't you LOVE those feet. ..  however she got my feet and won't be so adorable when she older..but hey, what adult has adorable feet? Just sayin.

We had Little Miss B blessed when she was two weeks old. These are the only pictures I have so far- there were three cameras taking pictures but hardly any of them turned out super duper fantastic- we didn't know which way to look so we were often looking in different directions and then the lighting wasn't great. I need to play around with the rest of the pictures in photoshop someday so until then this is what I've got.

Boo with her cousins

 Love that yawn. Makes you want to yawn too huh?

 My sister in law whipped up these ADORABLE little shoes for her skinny tiny feet. Her heel at this age was less than half an inch wide....

 Mi padres.

Well, GG just came home EARLY, what?? Super surpised...so my blogging...or rather picture posting has come to an end. See ya all later.

we've got kid"S"!!!

Every time we say "our kids" or some else says "your kids" it sounds so weird to me. We've got KIDS! not a one child but TWO! I somehow just can't believe it.

So yes, we had the baby. I did not become a freak of nature and carry my child for 50 weeks, I'm just very slow posting. (some times I wish I was a good blogger again but I'm not and I will have to be okay with that.)  We had our precious baby which on the blog we will call Little Miss- I think that is what her pediatrician says and I like calling her that every now and then....I might even call her Miss B- not that her name starts with "B" but I like it.  So without further adieu, here is the sweet Little Miss

 Here's her...rather our story. 40 weeks, I was so completely miserable. I had my doctor's appointment, ready to set up a day to be induced. I did not believe that my body would start this process on its own. And I did not want to be pregnant for another day. However, my doctor did not want to induce me before 41 weeks. ugh. She said that she was too high and would rather we waited. double Ugggghhh. (not really sure how those letters are supposed to be pronounced just what I see in my head when I say ugghhh maybe its more uhhgghghghgh.)

Anyway, I digress (I love it when people say that, so I like to throw it in here and there for fun), Anyway..... I came home completely degrade-a-tated (not a real word but Amy from Little Women says it and has been a part of my vocabulary since I was a young girl). I thought, to myself, "how can I get this girl to drop...I'm soooooo past ready?" I texted my friend about walking. She organized the walking group and the next morning we went on a walk ....I did a shorter walk than what they did. We sat at the park as the kids played. I had a few pains and I thought, "my pants must be too tight". I had a few of them on the walk back. And when I sat down in the car and started driving I realized that these aren't just pains because of my pants being too tight, these were CONTRACTIONS. I went home got lunch for Boo and myself, called my mom and said, "I think I'm having contractions!" Completely thrilled with myself for starting the process myself.  Mom suggested I timed them and call the doctor. I was surprised because I thought this was supposed to be a long process. I timed them and took a shower. They were coming every six minutes. I called my doctor, not wanting to be too naive or ambitious, I asked if I should have my husband come home early from work today. She said, YES and you should go to the hospital. What?! Really? already? Super excited, that's when I realized this was for real and we were having a baby TODAY. Boo watched me have these contractions, concerned she asked if I was ok, and I just told her the baby is just hurting mom a little.  I LOVE LOVE that I got to experience this part of going into labor-painful but super exciting!

 GG comes home...he loved being pulled out of class by the secretary telling him his wife was in labor.. we drop boo off with some friends, check into the hospital. I was already at 6 cm with contractions 2-3 minutes apart. I made sure they knew I wanted an epidural. The delivery nurse said I was in active labor and it doesn't get much worse than that. I seriously contemplated for a few moments, "could I really do this without an epidural??" But realized I did not want to have to do this for very much longer. And I'm so glad that I got an epidural- i might have been able to handle the contractions for just a bit longer but I would not have been able to handle pushing a 9lb 14 oz baby out. I could feel her pushing against my pelvic bones WITH the epidural , could not have imagined what that would have felt like without the drugs.

They came to flip me over to my other side (editing a few things out that are probably too TMI) called the midwife and team and told them to get in here we were ready to go asap. After 15-30 minutes of slow pushing we had a beautiful baby...Little Miss was born around 6. 

 THE AWESOME BIG SIS!!!!- Seriously, she's great!

we love love our new addition to our family and LOVE LOVE our "KIDS". We feel so blessed and happy.

 maybe more posts to come sooner than later.  :) or this will be it for awhile. we'll see.

It's all relative....numbers

So I really don't think numbers mean much sometimes....scientifically they probably hold all the weight in the world but for me the numbers that define me are all relative.

The other day I was hanging with some friends. One has four kids, the other with her young baby.  Both of these ladies married when they were about 18-19ish. I thought the one with four kids was about my age but she is only 26.  And then they asked how old I was and I realized....for the first time really that I was turning 30 this year. 30! I know I don't look old, feel old (generally), or act old. In fact I feel like 23.  So to me age is all relative. Because there is no way I'm really 30 and I fit in with my supposed "younger" friends and don't feel any different.  And another reason age is all relative is because these ladies were able to get married at 19. I don't say "able to get married" as the accomplishment of actually finding someone that fast but in the sense that they were mature enough. Anyone who knows me knows that there was NO WAY in the world I was mature enough, or had a strong sense of self at that age. Heck, I don't think I had my first kiss until I was 19 or was it 20. hmmm. Anyway, age, totally relative.

Secondly, another way I feel numbers are relative are in the weeks of pregnancy. I'm 35 weeks right now. To some women they are done or about done being pregnant. For me I feel that I have another long 6 weeks ahead of me.  I feel huge, I look huge and am generally uncomfortable walking or standing for long periods or sometimes short periods of time. I still working one day a week for 3 hours. It's amazing how long customers have been commenting on my tummy and implying that I look huge and that I should be done soon. Today, they all seemed to be surprised I still had a month left. But I think pregnancy is helping out my commission- they seem to be buying more and some are more gracious in not having me bring out a billion shoes...but it is also the beginning of the season and the best customers usually come out then anyway versus the bargain and picky shoppers that come later (wanting to get a deal and but surprised their size is gone). I digress.

Anyway, after this long post here's a picture. 35 weeks...but I think these pictures make me look smaller than I really am and the one looks like I just have a basketball in there. These are the first pictures we've taken of this pregnancy so far.

Well,  I can only hope she'll come in a couple more weeks but I'm trying to prepare mentally for 6 more.

Until next time.

Easter Weekend

We had an enjoyable Easter weekend. Boo somehow got in her mind that baby sister will come when Easter came. She's said this several times in the months prior to Easter. She mentioned that baby sister should come because it was Easter but thankfully sister did not come. As much as I'm ready to be done being pregnant its still too early.  Boo seemed to be completely fine that sister didn't come and got wrapped up in Easter eggs, chocolate bunnies and candy, candy, candy.

Here are some pictures of my Easter girl in curls....I have never gotten her hair to stay in curls but I also have used hairspray. It worked wonders and I loved it! I have finally decided that Boo just might be a girly girl. She always seems so tough and energetic that I never really felt like she was really girly but she is totally into dolls, princesses, necklaces and bows lately. I don't know that I'll ever buy her a puffy dress but I think I can do more girly things for her.

And lastly here's an awesome picture Boo drew of Elmo. She did this completely on her own. I was surprised when she showed me the picture and she told me it was Elmo- it took me awhile to understand- I thought she as saying "animal" but I finally figured it out. 

Well Friends, have a good one I'm off to nap during the last session of conference....uhhh I mean watch conference.  I blame it on pregnancy but I always have a difficult time staying awake during conference. Thank goodness we can watch, listen or read later! :)