All grown up in one day??

My little gal has been quite an adventure when it comes to the potty. For the longest time we have tried to do everything just to get her to sit on it. From buying her own potty, to one that sits on the toilet...putting it in a different room completely. Taking things in and out of the toilet, buying potty books and DVDs, having her watch us go all the time, bribing her...She was so afraid of the toilet ( not the flush, the toilet toilet---and yes, the little one)


We wouldn't have even tried anything if she didn't hate diapers so much and say "stinky, change me" every time she goes. She has shown every sign that she wanted to use the potty except the actual sitting on the potty part.


So, this morning out of nowhere, she says "momma, I go stinky on potty." "What, you want to go on the potty?" Yeah

We take her into the bathroom, she drops her pants and sits on it like she hasn't been screaming bloody murder every time. I about died, am still dying over it. Then she wanted dad to come and hold her hand. Dad sat on the toilet right next to her. She didn't even want to get off.

Finally, when nothing was happening and it was forever, we said "let's get off" only to find out she did do a tiny little poop! I am still dying. You have no idea the trauma, and bam out of nowhere.


Right before nap time I asked her if she wanted to sit on the potty, and she said yes. I don't even care if she goes or has to go. It has been so traumatic the sitting, that if we can just manage that for a while, I will be perfectly content. After that she asked for her big girl bed (her auntie just brought it over last week, but we haven't put it in her room yet cause Steve is working, so we haven't pushed it). But, I wasn't about to tell her NO.


So, she took her very first nap, without ANY problems, laying in mom's room on her very own big girl bed. I am still in shock! She woke up and has sat on the toilet throughout the day ( not going, but again, I don't care).


Right now she is sitting here watching Strawberry Shortcake and I am wondering what happened today. Where did all this Courage come from? Did she just completely grow up in one day right before my eyes? Did I mention we also swung on the swing today, which she has NEVER done cause she is so afraid of it!


I am so very happy and not sure how long it will last. I am so proud of this day, this moment. You are definitely a mommy when something like this just makes your "year" better. I love it and I love my grown up little girl. She is the most precious thing in the world!

My baby and her baby....

Andy's grandma gave her a dress and a dress for her dollie the other day. Andy, of course, fell in love with it. This just makes me all the more excited for another little girl that Andy can have around, play with, and dress like...

So dang cute, and so happy!

A wonderful church surprise!!

Yesterday started out like our typical sunday. We were running very late, already 20 minutes late to church, barely prepared for Sunday...



We rushed out the door and got to church. Steve and I even debated on walking in the chapel and finding a seat, or sitting on the chairs just outside. I then decided it is more fun on testimony day to watch the people speak. We get a seat on the very back row.





Andy starts acting up, so I am paying attention to her, barely hearing the testimonies. All of a sudden, the bishop announces that Dallin H. Oaks will be bearing his testimony. I almost yell out loud "WHAT?" Steve replies, "didn't you see him sitting up there and people talking about him?" NO NO NO, i didn't.





I almost hyperventilate, realizing how amazing this moment is...I've only heard of this sort of thing. He gets up and says sometimes if he doesn't have a stake conference to go to, he just drives around until he finds a nice looking building with nice people and just decides to come check in on them. "SERIOUSLY?"











He then bears his testimony about the gospel and how the holy ghost is unique gift to our church and we need to use it. He tells us he will be "popping in" to some of our class rooms for a few minutes and he doesn't want to disrupt, just see how we do things. WOW





To be completely honest, I was a little sad since I figured we wouldn't see him cause we are in primary. So, right after sacrament meeting, I decided I needed to shake his hand. I was in shock there wasn't a line. I went right up to him and said, can I just shake your hand, and could feel of his powerful calling.




I ran back to Steve saying "I want Andy to meet this apostle." So he ran her up to him, he took her hand and called her a Dear. We loved that of course.





Went to primary and just before senior primary was excused...he shows up. I about died. You could fill the spirit when he walked in the room. The presidency asked if he wanted to share something with the kids. So he got up, and spoke directly to them about being the rising generation and very special and unique for the church. He bore testimony of Jesus and how special they are to him. I was holding back the tears. It was so powerful and incredible...never been that intimate with an apostle. There are 24 kids in our primary...




He stayed in the back for a few more minutes and watched sharing time. INCREDIBLE! I felt bad for all the people who missed church yesterday or who were sick ( which was me last week). You really never know how church is going to go. I felt the spirit Elder Oaks exuded and am so grateful for his testimony. I will always remember this special sunday!

On having a hard pregnancy....

So, yesterday I went to my typical baby doc apt, being 27 weeks along. Steve and Andy joined me as well..


For some reason, yesterday's apt. was not pleasant and it had everything to do with diabetes. I thought I was doing so good with my diabetes, but my doctor kind of laid into me. You have to be in so much better control than even not being pregnant. The catch is--it is only about a million times harder to be in control when you are pregnant cause your body is constantly changing and needing different insulin needs (believe me, I don't even think people realize, unless they are diabetic, just how much hormones and baby growth changes the mom---you can actually see it with you glucose numbers)....

They want me to be in better control than I ever had in my 24 years of having diabetes. It is all overwhelming...I am so complaining and I feel awful about it. I will blame it on the hormones ( good excuse right).

Andy got restless halfway through the apt, so Steve took her out. That left the doc and me alone. I love my doc, he is so concerned about everything and on the ball. AMAZING! I was, however, holding back my tears and the second we walked out of the appointment I just started sobbing and kept sobbing throughout the day.

Today is better, but I am still on the verge of losing it. I am just so overwhelmed and feeling like a failure. We are now going to the doctor WEEKLY and the Endo, dietitian and diabetic clinic weekly. It is all worth it, and I am so grateful my doctor cares so much ( he is so dif than the doc that delivered Andy, he could have cared less)....I just need alot of prayers right now. I am so tired from crying, but I can't hold it in. Maybe I will run out of tears eventually.

I am one of the lucky ones who even has the chance to be pregnant....I am eternally grateful for that. I need to get a better outlook somehow. Somehow, somehow.....

The dream of being a doctor.......

I am so proud of my husband! He has worked so hard, learned so much and put so much into his dream of becoming a doctor! It truly has been an emotional process for us, with lots of learning curves. We learned the hard way some mistakes we made in the process (like applying earlier than later makes the biggest difference).

Steve got his acceptance into the MD program at Tulane medical school in New Orleans! We are thrilled! When he interviewed there, he loved everything about the school, the place and his interview. Had an overall good feeling.

At this point we really don't think we can afford to fly and interview anywhere else...so we are just waiting to hear back from the U. Steve interviewed in Oct. and they told him he would not hear back until Mar ( so sad I know). The U is a very long shot, but still our first choice.

It would not be that horrible to not get into the U since we are in medical school. It is just wonderful to know we are on the path to the dream of being a doctor! Whether it is in New Orleans or Utah, we are so happy and ready for this new adventure in our lives to begin.

I thought the cartoon was hilarious....the beginning of fun med school moments.....

Crazy day, especially for Steve.....

Another one for the books today---CRAZINESS!!

Steve drives to work and about halfway there does a realization he took the car I DRIVE (which has the car seat in it) to work....So he calls me, all bummed and says "I AM ON MY WAY HOME." I bust up and ask if he is having a pregnancy moment.

He is already running late as he switches cars and heads out again. These time he is more than halfway there when he realizes the car is breaking down and barely makes it into a gas station. He calls me AGAIN and says "c0me and take me to work."

I freak out wondering what we are going to do with our car and realize this is the WORST TIME (of course) for car problems. We have been having serious money problems and even said we aren't doing Christmas this year cause we have no money.

ANYWHO--by the time I get to his car and we figure out a tow and such...Steve is over 2 hours late to work ( not a fun way to start a very long work day). We then realize he won't have a ride home, so I have to wake ANDY so we can pick up dad at midnight! I am a little frustrated to say the least.

We don't know if our 20 year old car is fixable, and if it is are pretty sure we can't afford it. I am almost 7 months along and at time when I really could be using a car. This just really really stinks...

Not yet...continued......

So, it is hard to capture on tape just how she is since you always act different on tape, but this is a good little glimpse. Hard not to laugh, but a typical response to most questions...Except she usually says "NOT YET" a whole lot more...

Not yet.....

I have no clue where kids learn phrases. As a mother, I have had to stop and think before I open my mouth cause I know whatever I say could ( and probably WILL) eventually be repeated.

If it is repeated, I usually know the source and can laugh or cry at it. So, when my daughter's new favorite phrase has suddenly become "NOT YET" and I have NO CLUE where she picked it up...I am at a loss for words.

It is a better thing to hear than straight out NO. When I say, "K, time for dinner." and she responds "NOT YET.." It does make me laugh a little...

But after an entire day of , "time for nap " "NOT YET", or "let's get in the car..." "NOT YET"....it gets really really really old really fast. People who hear it for the first time just crack up and say it is so cute ( including my husband--whom I think is the culprit of the phrase---hmmm....) Well, for now I will enjoy a silent moment of no one saying "NOT YET"