We are finally all settled into our new place. We have a few misc. boxes to unpack still, but we had an amazingly smooth move. In the past when we have moved, it was sure to take a few days or even a week at times. This time, we had everything moved in one day. Of course, this time we had quite a few extra hands to help out. Thank you so much to all the strong guys that came and donated their time and muscles to us.
Our new place is amazing. We had a few minor setbacks the first couple of days, but we are adjusting fine.
We do have an amazing array of wildlife at this new place. We have millions of mini toads. It is hard not to step on them in the grass. They are also finding a way to get inside. At least the kids are having a blast catching them. We also have some weird looking caterpillars. They are hairy and ugly. Jameson caught a few of them and is watching their life process unfold before his eyes. It is actually pretty exciting just to watch his expressions as I try to explain what is happening. Science is going to be a fun subject for school. We also have a new friend. We think it's a baby iguana. It has left a few legless frogs on our patio. The boys wanted to catch it for a pet. Scott mentioned that we should catch it too. I am not to sure about all the reptiles here, but I'm am sure that I will get used to it. We haven't named our iguana friend yet, but I will let you know when we do.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
It's a .......
Don't you just love it when you are waiting to hear some news, and who ever may be delivering that news is taking their dear, sweet time? I don't. You probably don't either. Okay, here it is, plain and simple.
It's a.......
BOY!
That's right. Boy number four is on the way. No, we are not disappointed. We are very happy. I am still not sure I would know what to do with a girl. God know me best, and He knew another boy is exactly what I need right now.
Name still to be determined.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Ultrasound? and Moving!
I had an ultrasound scheduled this morning for 8:45am. I was so excited I could barely sleep all night. I am not sure why I scheduled it for so early. We live nearly an hour away from the office where the appointment was, which meant we needed to leave around 7:15am. Extra time added to account for morning rush hour traffic. I actually had to wake up my kids. Not fun. If your kids sleep past 7am, the rule is, don't wake them up. Having to wake them almost made me cry. Although, I do cry very easily these days. Hormones!
We all piled into the van, with cereal in plastic baggies for breakfast, and sippy cups full of milk. I was drinking water like you are supposed to do before an ultrasound. Drink water until you are about to explode. Then they don't let you go to the bathroom. You get to lay there, while someone is pressing on your bladder, trying not to pee.
There was no traffic. Amazing. It seems that whenever Scott and I drive somewhere together we get there in record time. When we drive separetely, Scott is stopped by lights and weird traffic, while I get the smooth drive. I'm not sure why, but it always seems to work out this way.
I keep changing the subject, sorry. Pregnancy brain is so fun. We arrived at the appointment early (about 8:30am), and had to fill out some papers, sign HIPPA forms and all that jazz. Then we waited, and waited, and waited. I was really confused as to why they were running so far behind that early in the morning. Finally at about 9:15 they called my name. I was so excited I didn't even mind that I waited so long. When we stood up, the lady who called my name gave me a really weird look and said, "You can't bring your kids back there."
I was really confused, and kind of hurt by that. This is supposed to be an extremely happy moment in your life that you should be able to share with your entire family, and I couldn't bring my kids. What? If I couldn't bring my kids, then my husband wouldn't be there either. He would have to wait there with the kids while I went in alone. When I asked her why, she told me it was because they didn't want to expose the kids to any unnecessary radiation. Now I was really confused. An ultrasound doesn't have any radiation. However, this particualar office did have other uses though. They did xrays and ct's and more. I did understand that there was radiation, but if it wasn't safe for my kids, then it wasn't safe for me either. I won't even mention how unsafe it would be for my unborn baby. Okay, I did mention it, but come on. I really hope you all agree with me on this. I really hope I was not being too picky when I told them that I was not going to have the ultrasound done there at all if it wasn't safe.
I was really bummed. We left and drove back home. Yes, I felt like we had wasted our time and gas on an appointment that we didn't really have. I really wanted to know if the baby I am carrying is a boy or girl. I really wanted to see it. I was really bummed. I cried. Yes, I am so emotional with this pregnancy it's crazy. I couldn't help it. The tears just started flowing. The boys were amazing though. They were very well behaved and listened while we were in the waiting room. They were instrumental in cheering me up in the van. Literally and vocally. They were singing almost the whole way back home. What were they singing you ask. Well of course the song we sang at church yesterday. "Blessed Be The Name Of The Lord" They are both completely tone deaf, just like their mother. That didn't matter though. I'm sure Jesus was smiling. It brought a smile to my face as well. The tears stopped, and I was able to relax. Gotta love it when it's the kids that know exactly how to calm you down.
We got home and started making phone calls to anywhere and everywhere it might be possible to get an ultrasound. Every place we called was telling us that #1. We couldn't bring the kids in with us. or #2. We couldn't get in for an appointment for a couple weeks. Finally we called the local hospital. Yes, they will allow the kids to be there. Yes, they can get me in tomorrow. YAY!!! My stress level dropped.
Then my stress level rose again. Why, you might ask. Well, we got a phone call today from the apartments we are moving into. They have an opening for us to move in. YAY!!! It's for Friday. UH OH!!! We are not packed yet. I will be spending the next couple of days doing nothing but packing. We have been telling the boys that we are moving again, for a few weeks now. We're trying to prepare them so it won't come as a surprise. They are really excited. When we told them that the big day was Friday, they made sure all their toys were picked up and put away. They didn't want to move without their toys. Adorable!
Today was a very eventful and interesting day. I will let you all know how the ultrasound and the move goes soon. I may not have time to post again for another week, but rest assured that I will be posting pics of the new place and hopefully some pics of the ultrasound.
We all piled into the van, with cereal in plastic baggies for breakfast, and sippy cups full of milk. I was drinking water like you are supposed to do before an ultrasound. Drink water until you are about to explode. Then they don't let you go to the bathroom. You get to lay there, while someone is pressing on your bladder, trying not to pee.
There was no traffic. Amazing. It seems that whenever Scott and I drive somewhere together we get there in record time. When we drive separetely, Scott is stopped by lights and weird traffic, while I get the smooth drive. I'm not sure why, but it always seems to work out this way.
I keep changing the subject, sorry. Pregnancy brain is so fun. We arrived at the appointment early (about 8:30am), and had to fill out some papers, sign HIPPA forms and all that jazz. Then we waited, and waited, and waited. I was really confused as to why they were running so far behind that early in the morning. Finally at about 9:15 they called my name. I was so excited I didn't even mind that I waited so long. When we stood up, the lady who called my name gave me a really weird look and said, "You can't bring your kids back there."
I was really confused, and kind of hurt by that. This is supposed to be an extremely happy moment in your life that you should be able to share with your entire family, and I couldn't bring my kids. What? If I couldn't bring my kids, then my husband wouldn't be there either. He would have to wait there with the kids while I went in alone. When I asked her why, she told me it was because they didn't want to expose the kids to any unnecessary radiation. Now I was really confused. An ultrasound doesn't have any radiation. However, this particualar office did have other uses though. They did xrays and ct's and more. I did understand that there was radiation, but if it wasn't safe for my kids, then it wasn't safe for me either. I won't even mention how unsafe it would be for my unborn baby. Okay, I did mention it, but come on. I really hope you all agree with me on this. I really hope I was not being too picky when I told them that I was not going to have the ultrasound done there at all if it wasn't safe.
I was really bummed. We left and drove back home. Yes, I felt like we had wasted our time and gas on an appointment that we didn't really have. I really wanted to know if the baby I am carrying is a boy or girl. I really wanted to see it. I was really bummed. I cried. Yes, I am so emotional with this pregnancy it's crazy. I couldn't help it. The tears just started flowing. The boys were amazing though. They were very well behaved and listened while we were in the waiting room. They were instrumental in cheering me up in the van. Literally and vocally. They were singing almost the whole way back home. What were they singing you ask. Well of course the song we sang at church yesterday. "Blessed Be The Name Of The Lord" They are both completely tone deaf, just like their mother. That didn't matter though. I'm sure Jesus was smiling. It brought a smile to my face as well. The tears stopped, and I was able to relax. Gotta love it when it's the kids that know exactly how to calm you down.
We got home and started making phone calls to anywhere and everywhere it might be possible to get an ultrasound. Every place we called was telling us that #1. We couldn't bring the kids in with us. or #2. We couldn't get in for an appointment for a couple weeks. Finally we called the local hospital. Yes, they will allow the kids to be there. Yes, they can get me in tomorrow. YAY!!! My stress level dropped.
Then my stress level rose again. Why, you might ask. Well, we got a phone call today from the apartments we are moving into. They have an opening for us to move in. YAY!!! It's for Friday. UH OH!!! We are not packed yet. I will be spending the next couple of days doing nothing but packing. We have been telling the boys that we are moving again, for a few weeks now. We're trying to prepare them so it won't come as a surprise. They are really excited. When we told them that the big day was Friday, they made sure all their toys were picked up and put away. They didn't want to move without their toys. Adorable!
Today was a very eventful and interesting day. I will let you all know how the ultrasound and the move goes soon. I may not have time to post again for another week, but rest assured that I will be posting pics of the new place and hopefully some pics of the ultrasound.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Moving
We are moving again!!! Yes, we have moved almost every year since we got married. The reasons behind moving have been location and money. We seem to keep finding places that will save us money on either rent or gas.
"If we move closer to work, we will spend less in gas."
"If we pay less in rent, we can pay off more debt."
"If we move again, it will be into a house."
Yes, all these quotes are things we have said. None of them have come true. We still haven't fixed our credit enough to get approved for buying a house. This next move will be the 9th place we have lived in the almost 8 years we have been married. For Jameson, who is 5, this will be the 7th place he will call home. We would really like to stop all the mayhem. Although, if you ever need tips on how to pack boxes to move, or how to pack a moving truck, we are the ones to ask. We are experienced.
We are now moving again when I am pregnant, which means that I won't be able to help much. Bummer! Yes, that was sarcastic. I don't enjoy moving. It is very stressful. What I am hopeful for, is lots of strong men to help Scott. In the past he has hurt his back, due to lifting heavy stuff.
I am very grateful for this move. Our last move relocated us across the country approx. 2000 miles. This move will be approx. 40 miles. We are moving closer to our church family. We have grown close to, and love our new family. We are rather excited about this move. Many of our things can be packed easily, due to the AMAZING organizing I did on our last move. This one will be much easier.
We are currently attending classes in "Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University". We are learning a lot, and will soon be debt free and have our finances under control. We really do want this to be our last move. We would like to purchase a house in the next few years. Yes, I know the FPU program does say not to get a loan for anything. I am praying for a miraculously large amount of cash to fall in our laps. Or, maybe we will win the lottery that we never play. Or, maybe someone will just walk up to me on the street and hand me the keys to a house. I'm sorry, I got caught up in my day dreams again. We are very excited about FPU. Things are already starting to be less stressful with our finances. We are building our emergency fund, and will soon be able to smile through any financial problems that come our way.
"If we move closer to work, we will spend less in gas."
"If we pay less in rent, we can pay off more debt."
"If we move again, it will be into a house."
Yes, all these quotes are things we have said. None of them have come true. We still haven't fixed our credit enough to get approved for buying a house. This next move will be the 9th place we have lived in the almost 8 years we have been married. For Jameson, who is 5, this will be the 7th place he will call home. We would really like to stop all the mayhem. Although, if you ever need tips on how to pack boxes to move, or how to pack a moving truck, we are the ones to ask. We are experienced.
We are now moving again when I am pregnant, which means that I won't be able to help much. Bummer! Yes, that was sarcastic. I don't enjoy moving. It is very stressful. What I am hopeful for, is lots of strong men to help Scott. In the past he has hurt his back, due to lifting heavy stuff.
I am very grateful for this move. Our last move relocated us across the country approx. 2000 miles. This move will be approx. 40 miles. We are moving closer to our church family. We have grown close to, and love our new family. We are rather excited about this move. Many of our things can be packed easily, due to the AMAZING organizing I did on our last move. This one will be much easier.
We are currently attending classes in "Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University". We are learning a lot, and will soon be debt free and have our finances under control. We really do want this to be our last move. We would like to purchase a house in the next few years. Yes, I know the FPU program does say not to get a loan for anything. I am praying for a miraculously large amount of cash to fall in our laps. Or, maybe we will win the lottery that we never play. Or, maybe someone will just walk up to me on the street and hand me the keys to a house. I'm sorry, I got caught up in my day dreams again. We are very excited about FPU. Things are already starting to be less stressful with our finances. We are building our emergency fund, and will soon be able to smile through any financial problems that come our way.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Baptism at the Beach
In the shallow water in the Atlantic Ocean is where it took place. Scott was baptized.
Because he is such a big guy, and the water was pretty shallow where we were standing, they decided to dunk him forward. It all worked out well.
He now can celebrate another birthday.
After the baptism, Scott was playing in the water with the boys. This beach was perfect for the boys. The waves were breaking on the sandbar out a little ways, so the water here was surprisingly calm. They did go play in the waves a little too.
Gavin loved the water, which was no surprise. What was a surprise was how much fun he had in the sand. He tried to eat it at first, but soon discovered that it didn't taste very good.
He kept getting up and walking. It wasn't easy walking in the sand, but he kept trying. He did a couple face plants, but he didn't give up. He just kept getting right back up again and walking back and forth.
At this beach, there is also a play area with some fountains of fresh water. The boys had a blast here too. There were a lot of people at this beach, but we still had a blast.
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