Witch Myth

Last night Brock had Scouts. He was so THRILLED when he found out they would be riding the "Haunted Train" at the Anderson Estate. While he was there, a man was telling a tale about becoming a Witch. He told the boys that if they took a "special" Acorn he gave them home with them and put it under their beds at night, that they would wake up the next day as a Witch...with magic and super powers like a Witch. Brock brought home this Acorn and told the story to Kory and Rachel...and asked which of them wanted it, because he just wasn't really interested. After a little fighting over who would get it, Rachel ended up with it. She was ECSTATIC! She couldn't quit talking about all the things she would do and the adventures she would have as a "Witch". As the night went on, her anxiety began to build over this new person she was going to become in the morning, that she literally SPOOKED herself out. When I was tucking her in...she hurried and gave the Acorn to Kory and said she no longer wanted it. She went and brushed her teeth, then it was time to get back in bed for prayer. She was still very concerned about that Acorn and wanted me to check under her bed just to make sure that Kory hadn't snuck it back into her room and placed it there. I looked...and nope, no Acorn.

A little over an hour after tucking Rachel into bed for sleep, she came scurrying into my room with all of her blankets. She didn't say anything, she just plopped down on the floor next to my bed and went to sleep. I guess she was still a little worried. She slept there all night.

Morning came and she was taking her bath. She looked at me with this silly little look and decided to confess. She said "Mom, last night when I came in your room I put the Acorn under YOUR bed" I seriously laughed and laughed thinking...that little twirp REALLY did believe in the magic of that Acorn and wanted to see ME as a witch. Why not? Test it on Mom first and see if it really happens.

Anyways...I just HAD to share! I thought it was too cute not to!

Tummy

Yep...its here! It just popped out...almost like OVER NIGHT! I have a little baby tummy now. Clint was joking with me yesterday and said "I think its been there longer, you've just been sucking it in...and now its just not possible".

I have officially hit the 3 month mark in my pregnancy and things are still about the same...sick days more than good days, but its all the norm now, so no biggie! :) We finally told Rachel about the baby and now I am SOOO regretting not getting her reaction on video! She was so darn excited, it was priceless!

There are so many CHANGES happening in my families life right now...I feel like my days just fly by and I am left wondering what was accomplished and if I made a difference. I find myself praying like crazy lately...things like: "Can I die today" (yep, those are the REALLY sick days) "Please can a check come in the mail" "Please let me feel good today" "Help me be a better Mom" "Should I stop working for this baby?" "Please watch over my kids today and help them have friends" "Bless Clint with less stress". Sooo many things going through my head lately! However, I KNOW it will all work out...it always does! I'm keeping my FAITH strong and doing my best to do my part!

Thats it for now...I will post pics of my tummy (maybe) later, if I get daring enough!

Awake with Anxiety...

It is five minutes to 4 AM and yes...I am AWAKE. Owning a business can be stressful! Owning TWO businesses even worse (no matter how small they may be)! I don't love uncertainties or wondering if I am being deceived or if just being careful/untrusting. I don't like loose ends or having others think I am being dishonest. When it really comes down to it...I guess I just wish that if I am to receive a concerned or questioning letter from someone I have done work for, that it would arrive on a weekday (work day) and not on a Saturday...leaving me contemplating, thinking and wondering all weekend about it, without being able to attack the problem head on! Ugh :( I am however...grateful for the INTERNET and its ability to answer MOST of my questions when I am in one of my anxious fits. I can get answered questions...then browse blogs, the news and FB to get my mind on other things so that I can return to sleep. I must say...this venting session has helped as well. So..I am off to continue my sleep and to hopefully wake to a wonderful, sick-FREE Sunday (crossing fingers).

Baby Time

The news is officially out....after what will be 7 years since the last baby arrived in our home, we will experience this sweet joy all over again. I must say there are so many things I have forgotten...and things that I remember now, but know why I blocked them out of my memory in the first place. I just wanted to recap a little of this little adventure so far.

Around the end of August we were in Lake Havasu City, AZ on vacation....we had gone out to eat with the family to a little local restaurant there named "Chili Charlie's". I ordered a French Dip Sandwich and remember how HUNGRY I was and couldn't wait for it to be served to me. Just then, the waitress placed the meal in front of me...then it hit me "what is that smell?" "what is that sandwich?" "Ew..that looks disgusting". I asked Clint if he could smell the foulness coming from my sandwich...in which he gave me this weird/confused look and said "What are you talking about?" I then pushed the plate across the table and made him cover it with SEVERAL napkins...for I couldn't even look at the gross thing. Sign #1.

Being 5 days "late" and taking a POSITIVE pregnancy test. Sign #2.

The first of September came...and yes, I was still in DENIAL. Then...the SICKNESS made its little way in...Sign #3. After 5 1/2 weeks of vomiting most days of the week and some days hardly being able to stand out of bed, I still thought it may be something else. I decided I needed more verification...I know, your thinking, really?

On Thursday, September 29th, I decided to make a doctor appointment...just to see what was REALLY wrong with me. I went in the following Monday, in which we had to go through "the list" of questions that seemed to go on and on and on. Then it was time for my exam. I was so scared...silly me, right? The doctor said "Let's see if we can find a heartbeat" He put the dopler on my tummy and IMMEDIATELY there it was...such a small but STRONG, fast and ever so LOUD heartbeat. Sign #4. The doctor looked at me and said "You ARE definitely pregnant! Congratulations!" He then ordered me to get dressed and wanted me to follow him over to have blood drawn...in which they drew SIX viles of blood from my arm! (DEFINETELY something I had forgotten) By the time we got to the 5th vile, I was starting to see stars and breathing very heavy. The nurse called for a wheelchair and took me to a bed. Yes Dad...your lovely passing out at the sight of blood trait has been passed down :). After being served a juice box from the nurse...I was feeling better and they allowed me to leave.

I know it seems silly that I would need FOUR signs to give me confirmation that I do in fact have a little baby growing inside of me....but, after so much time passing I guess I didn't know what to expect. I have made my announcements to the world and it does feel so much better and so much more real. Now I think there is better understanding by others why I may have missed some days from going to the gym, or why I have been so distant, or why my kids have been running the neighborhood parent-less because their poor Mother was stuck in bed...SICK SICK SICK.

I am now on my 11th week..and today marks my 2nd day of no throwing up so far. I really do hope things are looking up! I can't wait to feel good and to get my energy back so that I can be the BEST Mom to my three great kids for the holidays, while also getting ready for this new adventure we are all about to embark.

Just to backstep a little...we have told Brock and Kory the BIG news and as the days go by, I can tell they are getting more and more excited. When first telling them..they both rolled their eyes and said "No way" "Nu uh" "Your joking". It really was cute. They have been so great, helping with Rachel when I couldn't get out of bed, asking little questions here and there about the baby. I think this is what I enjoy most...is having older kids and having them experience the phases and excitement that comes with waiting for a new little one with me. Kory (my analyzer) asks things all the time like "Where will the baby sleep?" "If the baby poops and we are tending, what will we do?" etc... He is so darn cute. The boys were thinking of baby names the other day. They chose "Mariah" if its a girl and "Cody" if its a boy. We will see though...

Rachel is going through a pretty dramatic stage right now...I think some of it comes with the changes of becoming a 1st grader and going all day to school, plus the fact that she is growing like a weed. We have chose not to tell her right away...just to save her from any more anxiety it may incur on her...plus to avoid hearing "Is the baby coming today?" "Is the baby coming tomorrow?" on a daily basis. We talk about babies all the time..and she has expressed how much she would LOVE one in our home, so I just KNOW she is going to be so so excited!

As for Clint...he is ECSTATIC!!! He is such a teddy bear as it is...and when it comes to babies, what a sucker! I really could not ask for better support than he has given me. He cleans, gets meals for the kids and will go out any time/any day to get me ANYTHING I need. I am so grateful to him!

So...there you go, the adventures up to this point. I am hoping from here on out, my stories will be much more positive...with me feeling much much better :) Until then...