Friday, November 19, 2010

A good place

My neighbor jokingly made some comment the other day about my life being an open book. And honestly, I think the last couple of months, it has been-especially for those who live within a mile of me.

But I just realized that for all of you that read my blog and don't see me in real life, you may still think I am pregnant. Well I am not. (which I actually think is very few people right now, since my blog went private. I mean, quite a number of you COULD read my blog, but since it doesn't show up in the automatic feed saying that I have posted again, I don't think anyone realizes I have posted in the last 3 months. Ah well!)

I had a miscarriage at 12 weeks. When it happened, I was really sad. Not a very interesting word, but that's the best word I have to describe it. Even as I was going through it, though, I thought "I can do this. I am okay. Everything will be okay." But 6 weeks later, I hit a wall. I was back to crying every day and I thought "I can't do this!" I was about ready to ask to be released from one of my callings so that I could just de-stress my life even a little bit.

But I held on just to see if I could snap out of it. And that's what my post is to tell you. That I did, and I am in a good place right now. I feel better about my life right now than I have in a good long time. I have good friends and neighbors who are more wonderful than I could ever hope for. And a mom who came and helped me with some projects around the house that I couldn't seem to do. I love my sweet boys (all three of them!) and I am happy.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Day out with Thomas

Today we went to see Thomas the Tank Engine. The boys loved it! And since it's a holiday, Daddy got to come with us! (and Grandma too)

There was a little hay maze that Joshua had to run through TEN times (no more, no less) and Nathan got all dirty crawling through it.

We also got to ride an old caboose and sit up high in the seats that you had to climb up ladders to get to. The boys loved looking out the window and the whistle was super loud. Nathan loved the trains. Every time a whistle would go off, his eyes got so big. And he even started "da, da" in the same intonation as "choo, choo"...which may not sound like a big deal, but for a little guy who only says "ba" for EVERYTHING he sees, the "da, da" is huge!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Voting or boating?

We told Joshua this morning that we were going to go to the "voting" place to vote today. It's just a few blocks away, so we walked. We told him he would get a sticker. He seemed to be just fine with the idea. And even found a big stick before he left that he asked if he could take with him. "Sure!" I said.

When we got there, he seemed a little distressed and kept asking "Mom, Mom! Where is the voting place?!" I kept tell him that we were AT the voting place. Then we got back in the stroller and headed for home, with him proudly wearing his sticker on his hand.

After a minute of walking down the road, it was obvious that something wasn't right in the little 3 year old's mind. He was upset and we couldn't understand what he wanted. He kept asking "where is the water place you were talkin' about?!" and I kept answering that I hadn't said ANYTHING about a water place and that I had NO idea what he was talking about. Then he held up his stick and proclaimed "I wanted to use my stick to puddle!" "Puddle? What is puddle?" Justin and I still have no idea what he is wanting. "You know, PUDDLE!" Josh says as he uses his stick to pretend PADDLE on the side of the stroller.

"OH! Paddle! You want to use your stick to paddle?"

"Yes Mom! At the 'BOATING' place!"

Sorry son. Voting was a big disappointment.