Stupid Bladder...

Yesterday morning, around 5am, I woke up because I felt a rush of fluid. I was confused; did my water break or had I become victim once again to my terrible pelvic tone and ginormous fetus? I decided to wait and see what happened next. I expected either having to go to the bathroom or contractions would soon follow. Neither happened. I figured I'd better call the hospital for advice on how to procede before Joe left for work. So they told me I needed to come be checked to make sure what exactly was going on with my amniotic fluid. I cried (yup, cause I'm pregnant) and told her, "But I don't want to come in. I know I'm not in labor." She didn't care. So I spent all yesterday morning finding out I wasn't in labor, which I already knew.

Breathe deeply, and repeat "I will never get pregnant again, I will never get pregnant again, I will never...."

Tithing Works!

We were out picking corn last night when one of our guys called to tell us a tree had fallen in our yard. We assumed it was a hanging branch that had finally fallen. Imagine our surprise when we came home to this:

Yeah, that's a huge Freaking TREE sprawled across my entire driveway!

It had some little branches resting on the hood of Joe's truck. It just missed it.

The tree came to rest right between the house and the truck. It burried the lawn mower but did not damage it. Can you believe that? How blessed are we?!? And that is why I say, TITHING WORKS!

My big fat update...

So since I haven't blogged any news in MONTHS, here are some of the more exciting things we've been experiencing:

Kory had to have a procedure done to open his tear ducts. Jacob had the same problem, but he had his done at nine months, so it was just a twenty minute nothing of a procedure done at the opthamologist's office. Kory was over a year, so he had to have his done at the surgical center, with anesthesia and everything. If you've ever had a child that small need general anesthesia, you know that it makes them the DEVIL! Oh he was ornery! The really crappy part is that it didn't work, so we have to go in again this winter to put tubes in his face. I'm sure that will be a laugh riot. On the plus side of being Kory, he's started to talk a little, he finally walks, and he thinks he's hysterical. He might actually be starting to like other people too, as he doesn't loose his mind when we take him to nursery.

Jake is in speech therapy now, trying to make up for his language deficit before he starts school. He really likes it, and I'm excited he's finally getting the problem addressed. He is so excited for his baby sister, he asks all the time when she is coming to live with us. He "helped" me paint the border in her room, and added a little touch of his own: a row of flower stickers. I don't have the heart to take them down, he's so proud.

Joe and I are plugging along, each of us grumpy but for the same reason-babies are hard work! But no matter how bad I feel with this pregnancy, I can smile through it, knowing this will never happen to me again!

Hey!

So I broke my computer in May and haven't been able to buy a new one till now. I plan to stalk all my interests on the internet with a religious sort of devotion, especially since in addition to suffering from withdrawls, I don't sleep anymore anyway. So look forward to that.

It's a girl!

It's official! Jake was right and I am done having babies! Say hello to Raena Marie Ward! She's very pleased to meet you, I'm sure. Jake is so excited to see pictures. He likes to look at the video clips over and over again and comments all the time how cute his baby is. I'm so glad he's happy!

Feasting on the words of Christ

I just got called to be the Gospel Doctrine teacher in our ward (evidently there are slim pickings for teachers) and was considering buying new scriptures to help me out. I bought new ones just after Joe left on his mission about 8 years ago, and there really isn't anything wrong with mine, I just thought it might be nice. Since I don't really need them I decided to just use the ones I have. Yesterday I heard an unpleasant ripping sound. My baby has become obsessed with paper and loves to tear things, so I was rushing toward the sound thinking, "Ugh! What has he gotten into now?" The little stink had pulled himself up to my nightstand and tugged my quad onto the floor. When I caught him he was serenely chewing Alma 32.
Alma 32:28:
28 Now, we will compare the word unto a seed. Now, if ye give place, that a seed may be planted in your heart, behold, if it be a true seed, or a good seed, if ye do not cast it out by your unbelief, that ye will resist the Spirit of the Lord, behold, it will begin to swell within your breasts; and when you feel these swelling motions, ye will begin to say within yourselves—It must needs be that this is a good seed, or that the word is good, for it beginneth to enlarge my soul; yea, it beginneth to enlighten my understanding, yea, it beginneth to be delicious to me.

So now I need new scriptures, because my baby has been feasting on the words of Christ.

A clean, though snotty, bill of health!

Kory had a follow-up with the neurologist today. In case you don't remember, his old neurologist was fired a few months ago, so this was our first meeting with her replacement. I was kind of nervous that he would want more test (which are awful) and find more things for me to worry about. What happened instead is such a blessing. He said he has looked over both our EEG's and also sent them out to be anyalyzed elsewhere and everyone is in agreement: the EEG's are perfectly normal. Since he has had no seizures in months and is in every other way normal and healthy, we can conclude that whatever was wrong was likely episodal and, barring any further incident, we can assume he is perfectly normal and healthy. So allow me to say YAY!!!!!!! My baby is the snottiest kid you will meet (by which I mean he has a lot of mucus, not an attitude problem) but he is just fine. Thank you so much to everyone who offered their concern, their help and thier prayers. It means so much to us. I have to say that I am so grateful for the comfort and guidance of the Spirit. There isn't anything worse than the feeling of total helplessness and uselessness that comes when your child is sick. I couldn't have dealt with any of this at all if not for the calming reassurances of the Spirit and constant love of my Saviour. Even when I'm not sure how worthy I am of His love and help, I know with a surety that He loves my children, and He will make me everything they need as long as I earnestly seek His help.