Ski School

I promised a pic of these little ski bunnies. I don't have any action shots though. Maybe next time:)

We spent most of the lessons with cousin Vic (boy in black)and friend Heather (who is hiding behind Brook's lovely skis). Calvin said there was a girl from his school class that what in his group.

They did have a lot of fun. Brook got a little more experience than Cal. She stayed after with Heather and her family the last two lessons. She loves skiing!! Calvin did really well. He only went up the lift once during his lesson. His instructor said he only fell once and that he was proud of him.

They wanted me to go up the lift with them to show me how great they are doing. I strapped on my ski's and headed up with them. I thought that we were going to have a nice easy-going run while they carefully worked on the things they learned in their lessons. We started down as a group. Cal and Heather were the first to fall. Heather popped right up and was off again. Calvin was upset. He got back up slowly and started again. He decided to take a different hill than going around the easy way. He shot down about 25 yards and crashed. Ski's and poles went flying. He was really upset. He got back up and we talked about snow plowing and turning back and forth so he wouldn't go so fast.

He started down again snow plowing and turning really nicely. Then we hit a little hill and down he went as straight as a rocket. I think he skidded on his face atleast 5 feet once he hit the snow. Again, poles and ski's went flying. He is a tough little kid. He got back up, put his ski's back on and headed down again only no snow plowing at all. It was rocket time again and he crashed hard. One of his ski's was sticking straight up in the snow. It was stuck tip down about a foot. His poles were scattered about ten feet in two different directions. I was sure he'd broken something but he was ok. He was extremely tired though. I would be too if I fell that many times. I am so proud of him for giving it a try. I know he'll get better the more he practices and builds the muscles in his legs.

Fortunately, we were at the bottom, phew!! Then he announces, "Let's do it again!" Being such a great mom, I said "NO WAY, we are going home!" I spent the whole run gathering up ski's and poles. That's not how I roll. Plus, I was super worried about falling.

I am so happy that these kids had this experience. I love being outdoors and I want them to have opportunities to grow to love it as much as I do.

Oh the weather outside is...

delightful!! The kids had a blast skiing today. The weather was much better than the first day. They can't wait until next week when they get to ride the lift. Next week I'll take pics of my little ski bunnies:)

I'm getting to old for these kind of scares...

I had just gotten through telling my aunt and grandma that all of my miscarriages were found using ultrasound. When I got home last night I was getting my bedding out of the dryer and putting it back on my bed when I felt something not normal, serious gushing. Yep, I thought for sure I was starting to miscarry. I called my doctor and he said that I'd been down this road before and to just come see him in the morning.

I am so grateful for my doctor. He is very understanding when it comes to a history of miscarriages. Fortunately, we did see a heart beat and the baby is measuring 8 weeks and 5 days. He thinks that the placenta is trying to attach and that it's normal to have some bleeding.

He said that with most patients he tells them not to worry but with me and my history he wanted to make sure everything was ok. He did jokingly offer to give me an ultrasound machine to take home. That would be so awesome!!!

What's new in our world...

I haven't blogged about the kids in a while so I wanted to fill you in on what they've been up to.

Calvin and Brooklyn have been venturing into the wonderful world of skiing. We signed them up for the Deseret Ski School this year. They've had one lesson and will have two more this next two weekends. I am positive that Calvin will love it. I wouldn't be surprised to see him try the snowboarding world. His personality fits that sport. Brooklyn is a lot more cautious than Calvin. She doesn't like to get hurt so I think she'll stick to the skiing.

So far, they have both enjoyed going. They have a few friends and cousin Vic is also in the program. The first lesson it was pretty darn cold. It was snowing pellets at them but they seem to concentrate on the lessons. It was fun to hear them tell me all about their first day.

They learned enough to get to try out the tow rope. Calvin zipped up the tow rope then skied straight down as fast as he could. I've never seen a kid run on skies but he did to get back to the tow rope as quick as possible. It was fun to watch.

Croy is growing leaps and bounds. He is quite the chatter box. He is very entertaining. He likes puzzles, counting, Between the Lions, the word "NO" and following the kitty around. When Brian is home you'll usually find the two of them playing together. Brian has taught him to count to seven. It's really cute. He loves to say "bye, see you later alligator" which usually happens after your close the door. He likes seeing the kids come home from school. He grins, says an exuberant "Hi!" and follows them around the rest of the afternoon.

One of his favorite things to do at my dads is raid my dad's snack stash. He knows exactly what he likes. My dad is pretty good about it too. I think Croy will be replacing a few of the snacks as a Christmas gift. :)

Brian is enjoying his new job. I'm loving his new normal 8 am to 4 pm hours. JOYOUS!! I love knowing that he'll be home everyday at the same time. He is really good to jump in a team tag with me all evening.

We have been extremely blessed this season as always. We are surrounded by friends and family who we love with all our hearts.

Still Ticking...

Update...as of Tuesday afternoon the heart is still ticking. I have an appointment next Thursday and that will be a big tell tell for us. The 9th week seems to be a scary week. More than anything, my prayers have been more about excepting what happens. Having peace about the future is more important to me now then understanding. Thanks for your support everyone. Love you all!

A pleasant surprise!!

I been blessed with the stomach flu twice in the last month. The second was so bad that I couldn't get up to go to the bathroom so I slept on the bathroom floor in between sessions of vomitting. Gross, I know! I couldn't get out of bed with out the room spinning to go to my husband grandfathers funeral. I felt so bad. He was a wonderful man who was a great example of one who did everything he could to take care of his family. I've heard nothing but beautiful memories and a family filled wonderful funeral. I'm sorry I missed it and I will miss him!



All weekend I've been tired and nauseous wondering if I was going to get it again. Monday morning I gagged while brushing my teeth then lost my breakfast right before taking my kids to school. I took a test and, voila, +++!!

The best surprise is that I found out yesterday we are SIX weeks already. Can you believe it? I can't...I'm still in shock. We both are and we are still processing everything. We both agree though that we are scared to start planning anything too far into the future. I know I'm telling prematurely but I don't want to go down the road of a miscarriage again without my friends and family support. I hated telling after the fact. We weren't going to tell until I ended up in the ER and needed help with the kids. I needed to be able to talk to my allies.

So, I'm asking for your prayers. I love and appreciate all of you!! Lets hope the end stats are 4 for 9! Woot woot!!

Retail therapy only lasts so long...

We finally finished our new floors...except caulking the floor boards. Woo hoo!! I love them. I love that they clean up so easily and quickly. I love that I know they are clean. Carpet looks clean but is it really?

We started looking at flooring last August. We'd talk to a few different places and look at few different options. Meanwhile I was preggers, about 8-9 weeks. The morning of my nine week appointment I started to get excited about everything. We had decided that if everything went well then we'd tell our news.
Every appointment I had gone to I had braced myself so I wouldn't be so disappointed. Quick note, no matter how prepared you think you are when they tell you the heart has stopped beating it still hurts the same. I would even say more because you were unfortunately right.
Since we'd been looking at flooring I decided to bury myself in bids, best offers/deals, etc. I tried my hardest to ignore what had just happened. It worked for the most part but as soon as I had any down time I'd think of what happened. Why, how, why us, what did I do wrong, etc... Once the floor was completed and I didn't have anything exciting or challenging to think about the depression hit full force. I have to say it was shorter lived though. I have some friends that I'd try to run with but sleepless nights were too much for me. Thank you ladies!
FYI...I've come to terms with what has happened and I know that I didn't do anything wrong to cause our loss. I've learned how to move on this time. Still not sure if we want to venture down that road again, 3 for 8 doesn't give us the best odds. Nuff said:)

BUT...I do LOVE the new floors!!