Thursday, March 24, 2011
San Antonio, Texas
San Antonio, Texas-Riverwalk
Our Girls:)
Hot Momma Chaperones.
Ali---why are your hands in our faces? Love Ann and Christi
Texas, Day 2
Avery- "Where?"
Don't Mess With Texas.....or Utah
I was so excited to fly to San Antonio, Texas, with Whit and her soccer team for another round of ECNL (Elite Clubs National League) play. We had a blast, and had around 60 college coaches watching our games.
Blog Stalking and a Dose of Reality
I love, love, love browsing (stalking) other people's blogs. I am continuously amazed at the creative writing, funny and inspiring stories, beautiful pictures, craftiness, and awsome homes. I have come to realize that so many people (myself included) tend to put the rosy picure about their beautiful kids, their beautiful homes, their beautiful crafts, their loving marriages, their fulfilling church callings, etc.
Since I started this whole blogging thing with the idea of journaling about my life and my family, I decided to throw in a post about the nitty gritty, not so attractive parts of my life.
1. My "OCD"ness about a sparkly clean house has gone away. I love the smell and look of a freshly cleaned house, but face it-I have 5 messy kids, 2 messy dogs, a full time job, and endless "to-do" lists that don't involve cleaning. My house spends more time looking like a bomb exploded in it.
2. I really, really love sleep. I love to climb back in bed after everyone is off to school and work and doze off for an hour or two. I try to justify it by telling myself I work a lot of night shifts, so I should catch my zzzz's whenever I can (which is true), but mostly I sleep because I LOVE IT.
3. I hate homework. I hate science fair projects, homework packets, mandated reading time with logs to fill in and sign, pestering kids about grades and assignments that are due.
4. I secretly like it when I find out that someone who seems to have the perfect body, perfect kids, perfect house, plenty of money, and perfect marriage really doesn't. Mean, I know.
5. I sort of feel like I have multiple personalities. At work I can bond with a patient in moments, make them laugh, be smart and witty. I have doctors that respect my skills and request me to take care of their patients. I have co-workers who are my second family. I am confident, and really really good at what I do. Then I have this other personality in social settings- quiet, shy, never feel good enough, skeptical and self loathing.
6. After working a couple of night shifts in a row, I am really grouchy. I try not to be, but some times the wicked witch pops in for a visit.
I'm pretty sure this isn't everything.....but you get the idea.
Since I started this whole blogging thing with the idea of journaling about my life and my family, I decided to throw in a post about the nitty gritty, not so attractive parts of my life.
1. My "OCD"ness about a sparkly clean house has gone away. I love the smell and look of a freshly cleaned house, but face it-I have 5 messy kids, 2 messy dogs, a full time job, and endless "to-do" lists that don't involve cleaning. My house spends more time looking like a bomb exploded in it.
2. I really, really love sleep. I love to climb back in bed after everyone is off to school and work and doze off for an hour or two. I try to justify it by telling myself I work a lot of night shifts, so I should catch my zzzz's whenever I can (which is true), but mostly I sleep because I LOVE IT.
3. I hate homework. I hate science fair projects, homework packets, mandated reading time with logs to fill in and sign, pestering kids about grades and assignments that are due.
4. I secretly like it when I find out that someone who seems to have the perfect body, perfect kids, perfect house, plenty of money, and perfect marriage really doesn't. Mean, I know.
5. I sort of feel like I have multiple personalities. At work I can bond with a patient in moments, make them laugh, be smart and witty. I have doctors that respect my skills and request me to take care of their patients. I have co-workers who are my second family. I am confident, and really really good at what I do. Then I have this other personality in social settings- quiet, shy, never feel good enough, skeptical and self loathing.
6. After working a couple of night shifts in a row, I am really grouchy. I try not to be, but some times the wicked witch pops in for a visit.
I'm pretty sure this isn't everything.....but you get the idea.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sweethearts
Saturday was the Sweethearts Dance for Layton High. Seems so weird that 21 years ago I was there with all my friends and their dates. Now Jordan and Krystal were going.
My senior year I went with a good friend, Loren, and I was the one driving since it was a girls choice. The roads were icy and it was snowing. We pulled up at Wayne Bennetts after the dance to play games, I stepped out of the car and promptly slipped on the ice and landed hard on my butt. My friends were laughing so hard at me they couldn't even help me up. Call me grace.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Bad Week For Bleeders
So speaking of hemophilia, we've had quite the week or so at our house. Jordan has always been plagued by terrible bloody noses, especially with dry air. He averaged 5 or 6 a day the last few days.
Jackson came home from school the other day walking sort of funny, but his shoe was untied (as usual) so I thought it was because his shoe was loose. But then he walks up and says:
Jackson: Mom, I'm pretty sure I have a bleed in my knee.
Me: How come, what happened?
Jackson: I was playing football at recess and got an interception, a kid on the other team got mad and pushed me down and I landed funny on my knee. So pretty much I'm like Tom Brady when he injured his leg.
Me (laughing): Yep you sure are
Jackson: Oh, and I figured that school was almost out, so I didn't need to have you check me out.
I love that kid.
Then yesterday at Grandma and Grandpa's the kids were running around the yard and one of the kids opened the gate and Kaden hit the latch hard by on his lower ribs. I could tell it hurt, and he came in and iced it. I had to leave for work and awhile later Jay called and said he was pretty sure it was a bleed so he was bringing him up to work so I could infuse him. I was a little worried about the proximity to lungs, spleen, etc. so I called down to the ER and talked to one of the Docs on duty and he said he should probably have a CT scan. We infused him and the scan was clear, just a bleed into the muscle of his chest wall. After a little Morphine, and a day off from school, he is feeling a little better.
Jackson came home from school the other day walking sort of funny, but his shoe was untied (as usual) so I thought it was because his shoe was loose. But then he walks up and says:
Jackson: Mom, I'm pretty sure I have a bleed in my knee.
Me: How come, what happened?
Jackson: I was playing football at recess and got an interception, a kid on the other team got mad and pushed me down and I landed funny on my knee. So pretty much I'm like Tom Brady when he injured his leg.
Me (laughing): Yep you sure are
Jackson: Oh, and I figured that school was almost out, so I didn't need to have you check me out.
I love that kid.
Then yesterday at Grandma and Grandpa's the kids were running around the yard and one of the kids opened the gate and Kaden hit the latch hard by on his lower ribs. I could tell it hurt, and he came in and iced it. I had to leave for work and awhile later Jay called and said he was pretty sure it was a bleed so he was bringing him up to work so I could infuse him. I was a little worried about the proximity to lungs, spleen, etc. so I called down to the ER and talked to one of the Docs on duty and he said he should probably have a CT scan. We infused him and the scan was clear, just a bleed into the muscle of his chest wall. After a little Morphine, and a day off from school, he is feeling a little better.
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