A new addition on 9/28

So I realize my last post I was 35 weeks pregnant and Temperance is now 8 weeks old! How time flies when you are having a blast:) To catch up... On September 27th we made another trip to the hospital. I had been having contractions for over 24 hours and they had finally reached 10 minutes apart. So we dropped the kids off at Jamilynn Slade's home and headed to the hospital. We were in for a long frustrating and emotional day. When we got there around 11am I was at a 5 so they started me on anti-biotics and my contractions stated to slow down. They didn't have any rooms so we had to wait for someone to be moved downstairs. We were moved into a room and my contractions would get close and hard and then they would stop. At around 5pm they came in and told me my doctor would be in later to break my water. She came in about 7pm and said that because there were women either having c-sections or waiting to, she wanted to wait to break my water just incase something happens and I have to have an emergency c-section. So at about 11:30pm she came in and broke my water. With in 30 minutes I was having hard contractions AND back labor! Out of my 3 deliveries this one hurt the most. I told Boston to not let me get the epidural since I didn't like it with Katelyn and went natural with Canon. Well he did what I asked, even though I was ready to break his fingers so he would feel a little of my pain. I wasn't the nicest person during this delivery. At about 1230am I told them that I really wanted to push. I was in so much pain! I am not sure my body was telling me to. I just knew as soon as the baby gets out the contractions will stop. So they called my doctor and they checked me every contraction and I was dialting quick. When she got there I was at a 8.5 and I kept begging for her to let me push. Finally after the 4th contraction she said I could try and we would see what happens. Well three pushes and Temperance Eliza came into the world around 1:30pm am weighing 8lbs 6 oz and was 21.25 inches long. She is my biggest baby so far. She is beautiful and we all love her.

35 weeks and still going strong...

So the last couple weeks have been hard, but I am so grateful that I am living in Heber with so many friends and family around. We have been blessed with meals being brought and people taking our kids for a few hours. I think Katelyn has really enjoyed all the play time she has gotten with other kids. The other day the Martineaus came to get the kids and she grabbed the diaper bag turned waved good bye and was out the door before we could even say good bye. With being on bed rest I am still going crazy trying to get things I can do and not strain myself. It is hard when there is so much I would like to get done before the baby gets here. It has been two weeks since I was put on a non strict bedrest and I am hoping to be able to go back to normal after my dr apt next week. I will be 36 weeks on Monday this baby seems to have relaxed more and is more content on just staying in a while.

Katelyn is excited for the new baby and since the first time she had the baby kick her while laying on my stomach whenever she sees the baby move she will say mom did you hear it mom, instead of feel it. She keeps asking if she can see the baby and tonight when I asked if she was excited to be a big sister again she said yes that she can kiss it and hold it and give it hugs.

Canon is completely oblivious and luckily has been really good at just playing and running through the house. If he wants me to love on him he will run over to where I am laying and lay his head on me. Then he will jabber and tell me all his adventures. I think this has also been good because he is going from being a momma's boy to enjoying his dad so much more. When Boston comes in from his office to check on the kids and I Canon will drop what he is doing and run as fast as he can to Boston.

Boston has been great. He has picked up on the extra chores and been great dealing with an overly emotional wife who wants to just be back to normal. He has always been a great dad and I love when he comes in just to wrestle with the kids for a few minutes before going back to work. I know I could not make it through this pregnancy with out him. He is excited for the new baby and has "His" names for it picked out. Now I just need to either agree or find something that I actually like.

So all in all this has been a great experience for my family and we are are just eagerly awaiting this little ones arrival when the Lord feels it is time to enter this world and our home. I know I have been truly blessed through out this pregnancy and can't deny the Lord's hand in my life.

Being a Mother

I have been blessed to have two healthy children. Both kids have had a few times of being sick with colds, flu, and one has had ear infections. The thing with most of it is there is something you can give them to make them feel better. To take the pain away and let them have a little peace. As we have had to deal with the Hand, Foot, and Mouth Disease my admiration and heartache for parents with children that have serious illnesses has grown.

Last night we gave Katelyn Benadryl before bed hoping it would help her sleep. She woke up several times in the first couple hours. The first was sobbing that her hands hurt. So we decided to try ice to numb them. It worked and she relaxed until her feet started to hurt and so we put ice on again. I sat on her bed holding her feet crying because I could not take her pain away. There was nothing I could do to make it stop. She was crying because her whole body hurt. I finally looked at Boston and said "Please give her a blessing. There is nothing we can do, but Heavenly Father can. I just cane watch my daughter hurt." So he gave her a blessing and she crawled to me and laid down in my arms and finally relaxed to fall asleep. I held her for an hour thanking the Lord for letting her finally sleep. She has not slept the night before or took a nap and finally she was able to just sleep.

About my earlier comment later as I was thinking I thought of parents that have to see this and can't do anything. They wait and watch and hurt and I can't even imagine. My daughter has been in bad pain for 2 days and my heart was breaking that I couldn't take the pain away. I just kept thinking even being pregnant I would rather be going through the pain then watching my child do it. I can't imagine weeks-months-years of watching my child go through pain and not being able to do anything. Let them go to treatment after treatment praying something would help. Then I thought of Heavenly Father and as he watched his Son in Gethsemane take all the pains and sins of the world on him. Not being able to intervene since that is how it had to be. Then watching him be tortured, ridiculed, and crucified.

How grateful I am for those strong parents and how grateful I am for the Power of the Priesthood and a husband who keeps himself worthy to be able to give a blessing when needed. I am also for a loving Heavenly Father and for a brother that would experience all the pains and sins of the world so we can live again.

Time is flying and I am not ready

So yesterday after I finished feeding Canon and got him out of his high chair I felt baby #3 move. Then I realized holy smokes I am 18 weeks and almost at the 1/2 way mark. AHHHHH! I am excited for this baby, but really not ready for the time to be flying so quickly. Then as Katelyn and Canon are playing on the floor together I realize Canon is 9.5 months. I watched them for a moment thinking time is flying by all too fast. Katelyn is attempting to potty train, but that girl has a stubborn streak in her that is making it hard. (She gets it from her dad!) Canon is crawling everywhere and likes to try to stand on his own. I don't want my kids to grow up so fast!

Seeking out the Good

Canon has been having a rough few weeks. When I say this I am talking about his three ear infections with in 5 weeks and a cold with a horrible cough. I must say this has been a great learning experience for me it is testing my strengths and patiences with going days on very little sleep. I must say I have not done well at the task, but I have learned something. After the second ear infection he slept through the night two nights in a row. WAHOO! Well thursday night he was up most the night again crying and slept best with me continually rocking him. I was exhausted and just kept thinking please let this be teething and not another ear infection. Then the thought came to me that one day I will miss this. One day he won't be at home with me to hug, kiss, or even tuck him in at night. As I was thinking this Canon repositioned himself and wrapped his arm around my kneck. I got all emotional thinking if I could just retrain myself to think of the good in every situation how great my life would be. To be able to seek out the good and realize the important things. So as I rocked my baby in my arms I said a prayer thanking my Heavenly Father for moments like that. Then I just rocked my son in my arms and enjoyed the time that I was getting to spend with him. He is already so big and becoming more independent. I will take all the time I can get before he decides he is too big for me to hold him.

Glad i am not the only one....

When we first moved here I was painting the kitchen and accidently got some on the ceiling so I said, "oh crap!" Of course Katelyn came around the corner right then and repeated what I said. Well Boston has never let me live it down that our daughter learns naughty words from me... Well tonight Boston had put some papers in the fire and there must have been some chemical on them because the fire got really big and he said "Holy Crap! Kati did you see that?" Oh I saw it, but behind him was a little girl that kept saying "Holy Crap dad did you see that? Holy crap!" Ha ha well sweetheart I am not the only one that says things I shouldn't.

(Granted these aren't amazingly horrible words, but just don't sound good coming out of a two year old.)

My children....

So Canon loves his bouncer that hangs in the door way and Katelyn loves to just jump up and down around him yelling, "jump" and make him laugh. It has now changed! Twice today I heard her saying "Bounce brother bounce!" I walk around the corner and she is SITTING, yes you read it correctly sitting on the tray of the bouncer yelling "Bounce brother bounce." The first time I calmly told her we can not sit on brothers bouncer and try to get him to bounce that it could hurt him. The second time was a scolding and time out. After she was in her room I started giggling just thinking what was going through her mind... I am thinking maybe something like this "That looks like fun. If I sit on it with brother he can do all the work and I get to bounce too!" Needless to say when Canon is in the bouncer I am going to have to stay in the same room to make sure she doesn't try it again.

It can only get better

So I have decided this pregnancy may be the worst out of the three. With Katelyn I threw up only what didn't sound good, with Canon only when I ate too much, and with this one EVERYTHING! It is so depressing! I was so excited for cheesy potatoes tonight with Ham and two bites into it and I was done. Then I try what my husband says "eat anything" and that doesn't work. I am going to try taking a B6 vitamin and 1/2 a unisom before bed tonight. My friend swears by it and I hope it works. Don't get me wrong, I want to lose weight, but be happy when I am doing it. Plus I have alot to do before this baby comes and time is ticking away!

On a brighter note Canon has decided it is not fun to play on the floor unless Katelyn is there. If she leaves he will cry until she comes back. Glad these two get along so well. I know one day they will be at each others throat, but for now they just love each other.

Love being a mom....

Today started out as a gloomy day and turned into a great one. I am a little over 8 weeks pregnant and enjoying the lovely experience of "all day" sickness. So since the kitchen was clean, laundry done, and most of the house picked up I decided to relax and just enjoy being home. The morning was drama filled with a 2 year old that decided to throw a fit about everything. Then the baby wakes up and it is feeding time and playing. Canon has started to move around the room pushing himself so he played on the floor with everything. His favorite was a cable Boston left out (don't worry it wasn't plugged into anything). He played with it for probably 20 minutes. Then it was nap time for Canon and one on one with mommy and Katelyn. We played for a while until she decided she wanted to do her own thing. She went into the other room to play and then came in saying her cheek hurts and needs a kiss. So I kiss it better and she loved on me for a while then was gone. A minute later she was back for another make me better kiss and a hug. She did this for a while until lunch. Then it was time for nap time. She explained to me how her toys should lay on her bed, since baby doll was in froggy's spot (WARNING: don't get it mixed up you would think it was the end of the world) A couple more kisses and hugs and off to dreamland. Peace and quite for mom...

Then Canon wakes up and it is playtime with mom and then sister is awake. I went to her room to get her up with Canon and she gave him her Elmo and said I play with my horse. So we sit down and Canon just looks at Katelyn and starts squealing and giggling. I had never seen anything like it. They played like that for a while. She would look at him and he would squeal or he would look at Elmo and start laughing. I loved it! They played together for a long time until brother stuck Elmo in his mouth and broke sister's heart for biting her friend. As I was typing this Canon was sitting on the couch squealing and sister comes in it is giggle time. She is making him laugh, giving him loves, and sharing her toys.

I needed today so I could see how well my kids do together. Realize how grateful I am to be a mother of two and soon three. I know it is going to be a struggle, but another one will be a joy as much as these two. Canon will love this baby as much as Katelyn loves having him. She comes to the rescue when he is crying and tells him it is ok. She is a great big sister and he will be a great big brother.