Here we go again):

I made it one more week before I went into pre-term labor. I guess that's something to be grateful for. I am so sick of my incompetent uterus. I am dialated to a 3 and 70% effaced. They sent me home with some pills I'm supposed to take if the contractions start again and basically said "Good luck!" So, I have six weeks to go and if I can seriously make it another two, we will be in good shape.

On to other news, Tanner had bike safety training at Cub scouts on Wednesday. He rode his bike home from the church and crashed. Trent called me because I was still at young women's and said we needed to take him to the emergency room and I freaked out. I didn't let him finish before I hung up the phone or I would have found out that it wasn't as serious as my mind was making it. I was seeing a gaping hole in his head and bones sticking out of him arm. He did scrape his arm and side pretty good, but he didn't need stictches. He just has a bad case of road rash, and he is milking it for all it is worth. I guess he does need to be babied every now and then, he gets so left out being the oldest.

My pubic bone dilemma):

I went to the doctor on Friday and I left crying. I told him that I did a stupid thing and he said well we could go in and screw it back together, but that would probably hurt worse than it does now. I am pretty sure he was kidding, but he proceeded to tell me that there wasn't anything we could do for it until I had the baby. Then, he said, "you are planning on having an epideral, aren't you?" That's when I cringed as thoughts of me trying to push this baby out through the opening between my pubic bone and my hips came to smack me right between the eyes. I feebly replied, "No, I haven't had one with any of my kids." He was horrified, just kidding, but he said, "Hmmm, well, you might want to think about it because I just delivered a 42 year old woman having her 15 kid with this same problem and she was really hurting. I felt really sick to my stomach. The fear of having that needle stick into my back. I've seen the needle they use and besides, I've got lower back problems. What if I have the stupid epidural and it doesn't even work. That would be worse. I am seriously scared for this delivery. So, if you will all pray that when the time comes for this baby to be born that it will be quick.(: I would really appreciate it(: Oh, and while you are praying, putting a plug in for me to go a little early wouldn't hurt my feelings either because Whitley was 3 1/2 weeks early and she was 7lbs 8oz., my biggest baby. I cannot have a ten pound baby in my condition(: Okay, that's all the requests I have(: Thanks!

Tag's surgery

Tag had his eye surgery on Tuesday and everything went really well. The doctor said about 80% of these types of surgeries never need anything else to be done so we will just have to wait and see how straight his eye ends up being. She is a good doctor and I am very hopeful that this will be his last surgery for awhile.

Tag graduated from preschool last Thursday which is exciting for me for next year because we have full day kindergarten here. Whitley and Taggert are starting to act like twins so it will be good to seperate them for awhile. Then maybe they will miss each other enough to be nice to each other when they are together. I am going to try and tackle potty training with him this summer. If you have any suggestions, let me know. I've tried putting him in underwear and he just pees and keeps playing so he could give a darn if he is dripping wet. I've joked that Whitley will be potty trained beforel he will, but it may not be a joke(:

Tanner is done with school next Friday and he has decided that he wants me to homeschool him next year. I just laughed at him. That's not going to happen because I would kill him. He would drive me crazy. Besides, we've got some good things going on at our school, and I would hate for him to miss out on all the fun there(:

Whitley is becoming quite the little talker. I think her favorite word is "NO". She and Tag were fighting yesterday morning and I started singing "Love at HOme" and she was waving her hand at me to stop and saying NO, NO. I had to laugh.

I am 33 weeks pregnant and I am getting very hot and miserable. I split my pubic bone when I slipped in the bathroom chasing after Tag and it has been very painful. I will have to ask my doctor today what that means for delivery because I don't think it's going to heal until I'm not pregnant anymore. I hope this kid doesn't split me in half coming out. It is driving me crazy not to know for sure what this baby is. Yesterday, I washed some tiny boy clothes and some tiny girl clothes, and I guess I will just have to be okay with that. So, that's all for now, hope everyone is doing good.

Happy Mother's Day!

So, it's another Mother's Day, and I find myself evaluating my own mothering skills and where I stack up to all the great mother's I know, and then my sister-in-law (Thanks Shanie) gives me this book, "A Mother's Touch" today at church. I started reading through it and came across a quote that has just become one of my favorites. It goes like this, "Motherhood brings as much joy as ever, but it still brings boredom, exhaustion, and sorrow, too. Nothing else ever will make you as happy or as sad, as proud or as tired, for nothing is quite as hard as helping a perosn develop his own individuality especially while you struggle to keep your own."-Marguerite Kelly and Elia Parsons

I love that because being a mom is hard. It is the hardest thing I have ever done, and I think it's hard because it's not what I expected it would be. And, I am not the mother I thought I would be. It is exhausting some days and I wonder if I am really doing any good, but I am slowly learning to cling to the little joys that happen, maybe not every day, but when they happen. I love each of my children so much and they all bring something different to our family. Our life is going to get a little crazy this summer with another little one on the way, but it will be fun to see how each of my children reacts to their new sibling. It is crazy how with each new baby I wonder if I will be able to love them as much as I do the children I already have and then I see their tiny, new face and all doubt disappears, and it's like they were always a part of the family.

I just want to tell my sister, my sisters-in-law, my mother-in-law, and all those woman in my life who are examples to me of great mothers Happy Mohter's Day! I want my own mom to know that I thought she was a great mother, too. She helped mold me into the woman and mother I am today. She had such a strong testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and she was a strong example of living an honest, virtuous, and service filled life. Oh, how I wish she were still here so that I could call her today and complain about how big and uncomfortable I was getting and to hear her say that it would all be worth it once I held that baby in my arms. I miss her a lot! But, then I think of my mom and my sister, Kay, and both of my grandmothers all on the other side, and I have to laugh because, for those of you who know these woman, can you imagine the good they are doing over on the other side? Can you imagine that foursome coming in to teach you the gospel? And what fun they are having together? That is a comforting thought because I know that those who are for us are more than those who are against us. I am grateful for these good women who helped raise my parents to be my good parents. I strongly believe I was "born of goodly parents", not perfect, but they were what I needed and my life has been blessed!

Happy Mother's Day!!!!