Crashed out, Super Heroes, and 12th Birthday

 My little 2 year old is extremely stubborn and doesn't want to do anything unless SHE wants to.  This includes taking a nap.  Even when she was a baby-she would not sleep; why would being 2 change that??  She will get so tired that eventually she will just crash.  Some of the places she's fallen asleep in are funny and I just have to get a photo.

Long Valentines Day--She was watching her baby show and the next thing I know she's snoring.

She fell asleep while eating pizza and watching the Super Bowl.
 

 Tristan loves to dress up and play super heroes.  Yesterday he put on his Green Lantern costume and Kyra ran upstairs to his room and found the Spider Man costume.  It was so cute.  They "fought" each other for well over an hour.

On the 20th, Cortlynn turned 12.  I can't believe she is 12!!!  Where does the time go?  On her actual birthday someone from the Beehive class came over and decorated our front door with a bunch of bees and a sign telling her Happy Birthday and welcome to the Beehives.  (it's a church thing)  it was really cute.  For her birthday dinner she wanted to go to Pizza Pie Cafe and I wasn't going to complain--I love the dessert pizzas and we had coupons for free meals for all the kids.  ;-) 

I debated for several days whether or not I was up to having a party for her and her friends.  I caved, and on Friday she had a party.  Due to dance practice it couldn't start until 7:30pm and went till 10:00pm.  I'm not kidding---after 10 minutes I was ready for bed and for everyone to go home.  I thought 5/6 year old boys were loud and out of control---nope!  11 and 12 year old girls are 100 times worse.  They were crazy!!!!!  Cortlynn did have one of them stay the night and I'm so glad there was just one; I don't know if I would have survived a sleep over with all 7 girls.  Tristan even told me several times that I needed to go tell "those girls to be quiet".  Good ol'Tristan.



Not one of my most "fancy" cakes-but she loved it.  And was even more excited when we cut it open and it was Red Velvet.

Maternity Clothes: Yes or No?

I don't know if people know this but I HATE spending money on myself.  I am so cheap and/or tight that I swear diamonds could fall out of my behind when I walk down the street.  I don't like the time it takes to shop, I really dislike trying on clothes, and I can always think of something better I can do with the money I was going to spend. 

Well-I came to a point the other day where I decided I needed to purchase myself a few maternity clothing items.  I haven't purchased anything new (maternity wise) since I was pregnant with Tristan and he is now 6.  Looking thru my maternity clothes a lot of them were from 2000 and I didn't realize how "old" the fashions make me look.  I have some ugly maternity gear.  I pulled out my prego pants and have 1 pair of full length and a pair of capris---that's it.  I actually had another pair, but I must have purchased a size too big becuase I had safety pins all over the waistband.  I broke down and went to Old Navy Maternity.com----I found a few really cute items.  But guess what---I didn't pay full price; HECK NO!!!!  Everything I purchased was on clearance, I had a 15% off coupon on top of that (for each item), AND a free shipping coupon.  Now-I'm patiently waiting by my door for my box of much needed maternity wear and I hope they fit.

Don't worry--I won't be posting any photos of myself on my blog and/or facebook because unfortanetly I'm not one of those women who are cute pregnant.  ;-)

The Worlds Population would have been ONE!

We have had nothing but nasty sickness in our home since before the New Year and I am getting so tired of it.  Poor Kyra recovered from having influenza but her poor immune system hasn't recovered.  She has been coughing for almost 2 weeks, has a gross nose, teary eyes, and is unable to sleep.  Cortlynn has had a cough on and off for a little over 2 weeks but is improving.  I was doing really good until Saturday when I caught Kyra's cold with a vengeance.  WOW!  It probably doesn't help that she insists on sleeping in bed with me, both arms around my neck (to make sure I am there and don't go anywhere), and she coughs and sneezes all night.  A little difficult to avoid the germs 100% of the time.  So far Tristan has been healthy (knock on wood)

With Devin's crazy work schedule and the fact he usually ends up sleeping on the couch-(his snoring is horrific and my pregnancy hormones cause me to think awful thoughts when he is snoring next to me and I'm wide awake: for my sanity and his safety-the couch has become his bed) I didn't think he would get sick.  Nope---he caught the cold as well and we all know that the "End of the World" is now upon us.  It's miserable, I get that-I understand, sympathize (to a point), and would never wish people to get sick: but holy crap!  I swear, when a man gets sick--it really is the end.  Today when he was complaining about this cold kicking his butt I looked at him and expressed my thoughts.

*Really????  Have you been sleeping in bed with a sick child and averaging 3 hours of sleep a night? and that is TOTAL
*How about I put an added 10lbs to your stomach-push your insides up-and make it so your entire body is uncomfortable- not just from the neck up.  (for which he responded with a smirk "10 pounds??)  Yes you butt----I may look like a fat whale, but I have only gained 10lbs.
*Why don't you continue to self medicate----take those pain meds for your headaches, the mucinex, the dayquils, and the nightquils......because I CAN'T!
*Have you had to consider wearing adult diapers because when you're coughing up a lung you almost wet your pants?  being 6 months pregnant and coughing really is a scary situation.  ;-{

These were just a few of my responses.  I also expressed to him that if men were the ones to have the children, have the monthly "visitor", and everything else crappy and painful---the world's population would have stopped at 1.  Because I'm pretty sure Adam would have "died".

After my ranting--he just looked at me and said, "I Love You!"

Dermatologist Visit

A little over a week ago I went to a Dermatologist to have a scar thing looked at on my leg.  I've never been to one before (for myself) so it was a new experience for me.  I find it weird when doctors don't have eye contact with you while they are talking and appear to be nervous--this doctor was nice and professional, but it felt like I was on a "first date" with a freshman in high school that has never been on a date before.  When he asked me if I've ever had a really bad sunburn with blisters--I withheld the truth and told him yes-twice; on my shoulders and feet.  I left out the fact I burned my boobs one summer and they blistered up.  And there was absolutely no way I was going to tell him I have a phantom lump on my upper thigh/lower butt cheek since last January:  Maybe on the 3rd or 4th date.  ;-)  tee hee hee

He decided to remove my weird scar and send it for testing.  I was alright during the numbing process and the prepping of the area-but once he started cutting (I wasn't even watching-my head was turned away) I became extremely nauseous and broke out into a sweat.  I'm thinking shock was setting in--how embarrassing that would have been if I had passed out at the dermatologist. 

I have 5 stitches that Tristan and Cortlynn find horribly disgusting-yet Kyra is fascinated by it.  I get them removed on Friday and will have a scar-but at least I know what this scar is from unlike the one that was removed.

It's A Girl!

On Friday December 21, we had the ultrasound to find out what we will be having.  Cortlynn was in school so she couldn't go-but Devin and the other two were there.  The entire time-Tristan kept saying how he wanted it to be a boy.  Well--turns out it is a girl.  We didn't tell him right away, but when he came over to me while I was laying there and asked me, "Mom-what is it, is it a Boy?"  I told him no-it is a girl.  He got the biggest tears in his eyes and his lip started to quiver..."But mom-I wanted a brother"......   I felt so bad for him.  He got over his disappointment when we told him he wouldn't have to share his room and that we will take him to McDonald's for a Happy Meal.  Not sure which of those statements got him out of his funk.

Baby girl is yawning

Check out those legs:there is no "fetal" position with this one.  I also think we have another dancer in the family.

Influenza=STAY HOME!

The last week and a half has been somewhat stressful and the last 5 days is no exception.  Saturday afternoon Kyra started coughing--it was quite croupy and I knew that it would be a long night.  That was such an understatement.  Devin finally took her downstairs on the couch to see if that helped her breathe.  Her cough got worse, fever came on, and her breathing was very raspy. Sunday was a bad day for her and we just stayed home.  On Monday she had to go to the doctor in Idaho Falls for a follow-up blood test (whole other post) so I called and scheduled an appointment to get her checked out.  Kyra was in no mood and holding her down for the strep test, flu test, and the medicine they gave her to open her airways-made her disposition that much worse.  When the doctor came back and told me she tested positive for influenza--I was sad for her but relieved that at least I knew what was wrong.  Since the lab tech wasn't there to draw the blood--I had to take her to the Hospital.  The last thing I wanted to do--hold her down for yet another thing she will scream thru.

She has been on Tamiflu since Monday night and she is so miserable.  Kyra wants to be held constantly and I mean CONSTANTLY.  At night I've just put her in bed with me since she wants to make sure someone is by her 24/7.  Last night she was awake every hour and her fever was the highest it has been all week.  BUT-she would still look at me, try to smile, and say Hi-. 

I'm pretty sure I know when and where she caught it and I'm trying not to be negative about it--but it is quite hard.  I'm exhausted and with hardly any sleep I lay awake listening to her cough and cry while I'm bitterly thinking how I wish people that are sick would just stay home.  If you have a nasty cough with a fever and chills on top of it---PLEASE stay HOME!!!!!  Don't go to church, don't go to the store, don't attend a work party, don't go to any place that may have other people there---which may include pregnant women, little children, and seniors.  Nothing is so important to go outside of your home when you are sick and possibly infect other individuals. 

So far Kyra is the only one that is sick--but I have been keeping the other 2 kids away from her.  Not too fun for them; in fact their Christmas break has been very boring this week.  I hope no one else gets this and I pray Kyra will start to get better.  Nothing is worse than when your children are sick and there really isn't anything you can do to help them but hold them.  She's too young to understand that the medicine is to help her, that she needs to drink liquids, and that she will eventually get better.  Nope--I just sit and cuddle with her, cry when she cries, and try to nap when she naps.  It's got to get better, right.  ;-}

Christmas 2012

I can't believe Christmas has come and gone already.  I swear it goes by faster every year.  Last Christmas Eve the kids opened a package of jammies.  This year they kept asking me about it so I decided to try to make them some jammie bottoms.  After DAYS of trying to find fabric, cutting, and sewing, I'm quite pleased with the outcome.  I did forget to wash them before (okay, I ran out of time) and poor Tristan turned blue due to his pants.  I thought it was hilarious--he didn't.

 

 

I didn't get the gifts completed before Christmas Eve-so I had to do some of the Santa gifts after our Christmas Eve party.  This was such a pain.  Kyra's doll bed took over an hour and Cortlynn's bean bag took two bags of beans to fill it.  Unfortunately I missed the opening and half of a bag fell onto the floor and than stuck to me.  I came close to just putting a bow on the bags and having Cortlynn fill it herself.

 These two photos were special "Santa" photos.  After he left the gifts and before the kids woke up.

This year we hosted the McIntire Family Christmas Eve party.  I think we had 26 people over to our house not including us.  It was a lot, but I think everyone had fun.  Santa even made an appearance.  Everyone that wanted to had a chance to sit on his lap--Even Devin and Kyra sat on his lap.  Tristan was mesmerized by his visit and was excited for him to take Tinsel-the reindeer- back home with him.

 

Christmas morning came quickly.  Tristan and Cortlynn woke up around 7:30 but actually let us sleep until 9:30.  Not too shabby!!!!!

Kyra LOVES her new baby bed.

Tristan's blue foot.  This picture doesn't really show how blue he really was.

Kyra had a long day.  She climbed up on the couch and pretended to go to sleep.

 

I had to post the outfit Kyra wore to grandma and grandpa's house Christmas night.  Sparkly skirt and boots.  Too cute.

Today was cold but Tristan and Cortlynn wanted to go sledding.  I love the fact we have a sledding hill just up the road from our house.  They had a great time and I sat in the car relaxing while Kyra slept.