Gasp! I'm back!

This weekend I had an aching tooth. It wasn't really bad but bad enough that I called the dentist on Monday morning and got it to see him. They took one xray and promptly told me I had a "freakishly huge cavity." Other cute phrases were mentioned like, "Where did this thing come from?" and, "We might have to pull your tooth completely." And deep down inside I felt an unjustified similarity to all these patients of mine with poor hygiene who hand me their teeth before they go to sleep. (I hate that part, blood and guts I am fine with but hand me a pair of dentures and I totally gross out).
So to make a long story short, I had the tooth worked on, its going to cost lots of money but I'll keep my tooth. Fast forward to the lidocaine wearing off and me in really horrible pain. Yowza, I hadn't felt anything like that since well last November (Collins birth). I quickly realized the whole routine of swim team, homework, dinner and general functioning was not happening. So I did what any feministy girl would do. I called my husband whimpering. He was super great about it and arranged for his mom to come get Savannah and she volunteered to get dinner from Bel Air. Then to get my Vicodin from the pharmacy I had to get my neighbor to come over because Collin and Caro were asleep (Thankfully.) Mike came home early to help out and then I had to get someone had to cover my shift at work. Here is what I thought was interesting...me being incapacitated took 4 people to do my work. And here I thought a circus monkey might do better some days than I do. It was a little self esteem booster in the most painful of ways.
So I am not sure if anybody still reads this but how many people does it take to replace you? Now I want to go sing Irreplaceable by Beyonce' but I can't because my jaw hurts. Oh, and I wrote this under the influence of said Vicodin.

We love Mineral!

Just read that last post

I really do love my kids. I am just a little frustrated as of late. It is a season of this I am sure, we have seasons in life and I will come out of this with more patience and understanding. If I know one thing it is that Heavenly Father tests you and tries you to make you stronger. I am really waiting for this weakness to become my strength. I'll close this night with that and some cute pictures.







Can you see why I love Molly and Heidi so much. I kid you not I hear Laurie say to Molly..."No gang signs or anything weird with your hands!" Lars that one will stick with me forever!

Hi everyone!

I've been out of it for awhile. Truth is, I'm cheating on my blog with Facebook and I will tell you why... Facebook is actually really impersonal. You can give a quick blurb and put pics up. For some reason I feel the need to write stuff on my blog and LUCKY you if you read it, I only write when I have stuff to get off my chest.

Did you know I am a scientific marvel? I have a voice similar to a dolphin but in an opposite manner. If I speak in a normal voice, no one under 4 feet can hear me. Is as if I don't exist, but if I yell loudly and angrily then the little people hear me! Fancy that! Maybe NASA has some use for me? It is sure fun being a scientific marvel (Read Previous Paragraph dripping with sarcasm)

So complaining aside we are doing well, just trucking. I explained it well to an anesthesiologist today... My kids are doing well, they are great kids, just a little labor intensive right now.

So I posted some pictures we bootleg took while we were posing for more fabulous professional family pics (I'm sure this is a big no-no but I'll plead ignorance)
We took pics with the Carruth side, you might notice we have nice shots and then the shot of Caro is the only one I could get. For real, the kid ran the entire time and no promises of lollipops or anything would make her sit still once she decided not to. Except one exception... Johnson family... do you remember "Hi, my names Chubby?" Well that is the one time I got her to sit still, I did it no less than 20 times and the photographer kindly offered me some psychiatric drugs at the end.

To end this very scattered post I am going to let you in on a new hit. It goes something like this..
Lou, Lou, skip to my Lou
Lou, Lou, skip to my Lou
Lou, Lou, skip to my Lou
Shake your Bootie my darlin!

Hi everyone!

Dad, we love you

Lookit!

Collin is sitting up now and truly about to crawl. He remains to have a sunny personality. Our favorite thing is that when he wakes up he doesn't cry but sits up and watches for you to walk by and when he sees you he just lights up like today is the best day ever. Carolina is Miss Sassy. Mike said in a moment of absolute sincerity, "If she wasn't so cute she would get in a lot more trouble." It is so true. She charms her way out of so much because she has this funny little voice that melts you.

I'm here...I'm just....

Not sure what I am! Busy? No question but do I waste time on email, facebook and popwatch (EW)? Yes! So why I haven't been blogging I guess is mainly due to the fact that it makes me sit down and think. Sometimes I don't want to do that. School is about to let out and for us that really means no more than a week long break and that Savannah has to practice for swim team with older kids because of summer school. I think I continue to cope with the impact of her delays on life and sometimes I just want to NOT FEEL it. The sadness just gets me. Now I know all of you about now would like to kick my rear end and say buck up, deal with it. She is amazing, fun and hilarious and quit feeling sorry for her or yourself. Most days I do just that but some weeks are harder than others. Sports are hard because she plays at normal kid level and thus the comparison is there as much as I try to not let it be. Milestones and birthdays can be hard. I find myself feeling like another year went by and I didn't do enough to help her along. I lost my patience to often, I should have worked more on reading at home, I should have done a home O.T. program, etc. The years of Early Intervention are pretty much closed and everything we fight for from here on out will be harder to gain. Carolina now speaks in more complete sentences than she does. I just want to therapize this delay away and I CANT. My sister Becca said once that Luke has defined her life. I think our pursuit of developmental progress might be both defining and refining me. I am better for it. More understanding, less uptight about lots of things, more upset by many things but hopefully better. The road is long and on the eve of my 30th birthday I am realizing how far I have to go with acceptance and patience. Okay Debbie Downer moment OVER!

Mother's day Help

Hello. I am in need of a quote or saying on not just Mother's but women in general. Something uplifting, inspiring for all women in our ward. Not just the moms. Get to it people. Help a sister out. Erica