Beaching and Nesting...

We recently got this great new little man made beach in right by our house. WE LOVE IT!! It is so sad that all it takes is a little bit of sand and some run off from the rain and we flock to it like seagulls!! Any beach we can get here in the great state of Utah is wonderful!! We have now been there twice this week and have had a blast every time. Here are some fun pictures!!

Chanel is TOTALLY built like her daddy! I never noticed it until these....

They even stand the same!!

I LOVE the sand crack!

Total beach babes!

Monkey see... Monkey do!

Now for the nesting...

HOLY COW!! Every time I am pregnant I go through this insane nesting phase!! I know some women have it worse than others but, I am a little extreme about it. It started when I recently had someone come clean my house, since I was supposed to be taking it easy I thought I would just hire someone else to do it. I found someone who could come soon and who was affordable, BAD IDEA!!

She was here for at least 6 hours and she must have been upstairs napping or something??!! I know I am a little anal about my house and when I am paying someone to do something I expect a decent job. This was AWFUL!! She didn't even clean 2 out of the 3 bathrooms we have, she didn't sweep or mop under the dining room table or any of the chairs or bar stools where we need it most! Anyway, I had her redo a lot of it but after about an hour of me doing that I just gave up and let her leave the job unfinished. Rory came home and lost it of course! So long story short... This week I have been doing it myself. I can confidently say that you could lick my floors, baseboard and walls and they will be 100% clean and sanitized. Every closet is completely organized, ever cabinet cleaned out. Every clothing washed and put away. EVERYTHING!!! I am done! With the house that is. I am off to clean my car then I will just "maintain" until baby arrives!!!

Happy Happy Birthday to Rory!!

I am so late blogging this but, better late than never. We have just been a little busy is all, okay... now I feel even worse because I feel like I just said I'm too busy for Rory.

Anyway!! June 27 was Rory's birthday!! He turned 25 this year!! It is so hard to believe that for me because I have known Rory since he was only 4 feet tall and only 13 or 14 years old!! He has grown and matured so much since I first met him, not just physically because now he totally towers over me when it used to be the other way around but, thank goodness he has matured just a little bit mentally and emotionally too. He is a wonderful husband and father. He provides for his family and not just financially but he contributes to our family's emotional, spiritual, physical and mental well being. He is our protector and not just by keeping us safe but by protecting our self esteem and self worth. He is our leader and our best friend. He loves his family so much and we love him. I could never say enough about him, he truly is the most kind hearted, caring, wonderful man ever. He deserves every birthday wish! So keeping with the #25, here are 25 things I love about him:

1. I love his laugh. He sounds like scooby dooby doo!

2. I love his eyes and the way he looks at me. I have never met someone that carries all their emotion in their eyes. You can tell exactly the way he is feeling when you look at them. They are beautiful too! So blue.

3. I love how genuine he is. He tells you how it is and what he thinks. But at the same time would never say it in a way to hurt anyone or ever make them feel bad.

4. I love that he can fix anything!! Nothing ever goes to waste or is ever not in working condition. He is so smart and can figure out ANYTHING!! He can look at anything and find a way to improve it, and he does.

5. I love to see him with our kids, he is so much like a kid himself so he knows how to have fun. He loves to play and isn't afraid of making a fool of himself. He is the best daddy ever.

6. I love his forearms?? Weird I know, but it really is my favorite part of his body. They are so strong and big. You cant help but feel safe in them.

7. I love that he is a total goofball. He says the most random things! They usually don't make any sense because he has no idea what he is talking about but he tries to act like he does. It is so funny! Sometimes he will try to use big words or a word he doesn't know and it just doesn't work out the way he wants them to. My favorite is when he yelled at me for driving "erotically" instead of erratically! Or when we rented The Duchess and he asked why we rented the "douches". Things like that are always coming out of his mouth. He keeps me laughing all the time!

8. I love that he is so organized. He keeps me organized and I need all the organization I can get.

9. I love that he would rather spend our money on toys or the smaller things than have a big huge house or fancy things. He know that happiness is most important in life. Traveling and playing come before name brand. He is really smart with money, thank goodness because I LOVE to spend $$$$$$! If it weren't for him, we would be in major debt!

10. I love that he loves his family so much. He is so proud of his parents and siblings and us. He talks very highly of them and has so much respect for all of us. I am so proud to stand next to him.

11. I love that he loves to make other people happy.

12. I love that he is always the first to volunteer to help anyone. Even if it is a really hard or tough job. He will do it if it will help someone out.

13. I love what a hard worker he is. There are times that I tell him to just leave it and he wont. He will work until it is done and done right.

14. I love when he tries to yell. He is always so mellow so when he tries to be mean its almost just funny. He cant be mean, the kids just look at him with a weirded out look on their face. I think they can tell its all show.

15. I love how giving he is. He will give anything to anyone.

16. I love how loyal he is. He is loyal to the end for his true friends and family.

17. Ok. I don't know if I love this. But he over thinks everything. Its good because if it were up to me we would just be wingin' it but he really keeps us grounded and thinks everything through. Its a good thing MOST of the time.

18. I love that I love him enough to write 25 things I love about him!

19. I love that he isn't judgmental. He give everyone a chance and benefit of the doubt (not always a good thing).

20. I love that he loves animals. He tries to pretend like he doesn't so that we don't go overboard because believe me we would! But he really does have a love for animals! Again, he just thinks things through before he lets me bring home any odd animal.

21. I love that he has a love for life. He soaks it all in!

22. I love that he has the ability to calm me down and rile me up! He can say the smallest thing that he knows will get me going and yelling then he will say something to fix it and settle me down in an instant. Usually he is calming me down after someone else riles me up though.

23. I love that is so caring. I am awful and sometimes will have an attitude like who cares. He cares, and he makes me care.

24. I love how daring he is. He is always trying to pull off some crazy stunt!! He is crazy!!

25. I love everything about him, even the things I hate about him I love. He is his own person and such a good man. He really balances me out, without him I am completely unbalanced!! He is my perfect other half, soul mate, friend, lover and teacher. All I need in life he holds. As I write this I am a little teary eyed because I can truly say I found that one other person that will always make me happy. I am so lucky and blessed to have him.

I love you LEROY!! Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

No progress is a GOOD thing!

I went to the doctor yesterday!!
Okay... Now that I am writing this, I am wondering why? I'm sure you guys don't really care to hear this but, it was such good news for me. So here it goes anyway....
I went to the doctor yesterday and I have made "No progress!!" My doctor and I were very excited!! I was so surprised, I was expecting to walk out of there a mess, being totally stressed out and worried. But, NO! I am still a 2 and 50%. He says he "really, really thinks I will make it at least 35-36 weeks". I know that is still a month early and still a little premature but that is when Rori Ana was born and she didn't spend a minute in the nicu. She was perfectly healthy, just small. I also know that every baby is different and we could possibly still have a few bumps in the road. But the chances of lights, incubators, feeding tubes etc. go down dramatically after 35 weeks. Especially where I usually have bigger babies so even at a month early they still weigh almost 6 lbs! So I think I will reach my goal of being pregnant for another 3 weeks! Maybe even longer!! I wouldn't mind going the full time just to know that my baby is well done! So I am just going to keep taking it easy and stress a lot less now. I chose not to mention my little sprint down the trail after Jameson once I heard it didn't have any affect on my progress, though I am still surprised that it didn't! I think my body went into shock! It was like what the hell is going on?? I'm moving?! I haven't moved like this in months!!! I'm surprised it didn't shut down on me. Anyway, all is well now and he is even letting me go 2 weeks until my next appointment! WAAHOO!!

On another subject, Jameson is doing really good! His head is still a little tender but in all he is just fine. He is a little worried about getting the staples out. He asks all the time if it will hurt and how bad and I tell him not nearly as bad as putting them in. He feels better when I tell him that. He has to go get them out in about a week so he is counting down the days. He also wants Rory to go cut down the mile marker sign with his metal cutting saw, he is really mad they put it there. He keeps calling the sign stupid, I try to tell him the sign isn't really the "stupid" one. He just needs to be smarter than that stupid sign and wear his helmet and watch where he is going. He still thinks the sign is stupid. He is also bummed that his head cant get wet for a while, he hates not being able to run around in the sprinklers and go swimming. However, he is loving that he gets to take a bath all by himself now so there is no splashing and I cant really wash his hair I have to just wipe the one side with a wash cloth. He just likes the attention he gets.

And on 1 more subject. The girls are doing great! Chanel really likes dance, she is still totally unbalanced but she loves showing me her little dance moves. Rory and I were watching her without her knowing yesterday and she is all over the place. In her own little world. I kept hearing the teacher saying "Chanel???" or "Chanel can you do what the other girls are doing?" And she would for a minute then back off into the land of Chanel. She is so cute, I love that she is her own little person in her own little world. The longer she can stay out of our corrupted evil world the better. And Rori Ana is practically running all over the place now. She LOVES to go play outside with all the kids, she keeps up so well! Yesterday she was out in a diaper without shoes on and I kept thinking about what an awful mother I must look like because the butt of her diaper was totally dirty with Popsicle and dirt and had grass stuck to it (it was clean inside though) and her feet were completely black from being barefoot and she had food all over her face. But she was having so much fun I wasn't about to go ruin it by getting her dressed and cleaning her just so she looked decent. Plus I really didn't care as much as I should. She was safe and clean enough and she was having a blast. That's all that really matters right??

CRAZY JAMESON!!!!!

Today was a crazy day... It started off like any other crazy day but got a little crazier around noon. My neighbors and I were sitting in my back yard watching our kids play when Jameson threw a ball over the fence into an empty field with a jogging trail running through it. No big deal, I told him to go down the trail and get it. He hopped on his bike and flew down there, got the ball and on his way back.... HE RAN INTO A MILE MARKER SIGN!!!! And of course this is the one time that he is not wearing his helmet! I think he just got on his bike without even thinking in a bit of a rush, because he is always really good about wearing helmets. I could tell immediately that he was seriously hurt, he was crying pretty loud and Jameson usually never cries, he would normally brush it off and get back up. Well... After saying a few choice words I went RUNNING out the front door and down the trail, this is the only way I can get to him without having to hop a 6 ft. fence which is not going to happen since I cant even get my butt off the couch right now unassisted. It was quite a ways away so as I am running I am thinking about how I shouldn't be running (modified bed rest) and about how I am going to go into labor at any moment. I almost thought about just calling 911 right then and there and just saving myself the time. Letting them come pick up my son, which at this time I have no idea what condition he is in, I just know its not good and letting them pick me up and take me to labor and delivery!! We were doomed!! My neighbor Gina was right behind me on her bike thinking she would be able to get there fast but HER CHAIN FELL OFF so there she was running along side me yelling at me to stop running! It was all rather funny now that I think about it. Anyway, I get there and sure as s**t, there is Jameson with blood running all down his head and face. I looked at the cut and could tell right away this was a trip to the ER. On our way back up I was trying to keep him calm and calm down myself so I didn't deliver in a Field behind my house AND call Rory to tell him to meet at the nearest hospital, Gina ended up having to take the phone because I was so out of breath I could make out anything I was trying to say. It was all just mayhem. Thankfully my neighbors watched my girls for me and I ran him to the hospital. He ended up needing 4 STAPLES in his poor head, it was too deep for stitches, the doctor said he could actually see his skull!! James chose to do it without any numbing shots because he said he "just wanted to be done with it!". He didn't want to get shots then staples, just get it over with. I couldn't be more proud, the only time he even cried was when Rory walked through the door. It was so sad, he was so good and in control until he saw his dad, I almost started crying when I saw him get so emotional over his dad getting there finally. After that they scrubbed it clean and I know that hurt and then they gave him his staples. They thought they were going to have to hold him down and they got all prepared for a good fight, they even told him he was probably going to scream. He didn't move, he just held my hand and didn't make a peep. After we were done he came home and showed all his friends his new battle wound and he seems pretty proud of it, he wouldn't even let me wash the blood off of his skull shoes because he likes it there to remind him. Of course now he will make sure to wear his helmet ALL the time, even for little runs down the trail and watch where he is going. Oh! And I am still pregnant by the way.

CAUTION: Due to the graphic nature of these pictures, don't look if you get queasy over open wounds.

Shout Out to the POPS!

Happy Fathers Day to all dads! And a special Happy Fathers Day to my daddy! Thank you for all you have done for me. For teaching me to stay strong and work hard for everything in life, I know I can always count on you. You have been a great teacher and a good daddy, I love you very much.

Papa Chango!

(my kids call him that)

And to Rod. You too are an excellent father and have raised a wonderful family. I am so proud to be a part of what you have created. Thank you for being there for me and my family and for raising such a wonderful son and father. I love you too!

Bampa Royce

(That's what Chanel calls him)

And to my husband... Thank you for everything you do for our family. You are a wonderful man and a great daddy. You make me want to be a good mommy and a better wife, I have loved every moment spent with you. I cant think of anything better than just sitting back and watching you play with the kids and love on them so much. I couldn't thank or praise you enough for what you do. I love you very much and know our kids will always have a good role model to look up to.

Daddy!!

For fathers day we started with our presents. He got some golf balls and golf Ts and I made him a little "car detailing bucket". I wanted to spend more time on it and make it all cute but, I got too busy (and lazy). He wouldn't have even noticed so I just threw it in the bucket and saved some time. Here he is with the kids opening his gifts....

I also ordered some gourmet donuts from Beyond Glaze donut shop. They were super delicious!! We had all kinds of flavors to choose from. YUMMY!!

Here are the kids testing out the golf balls...

Daddy will show them how its done...

Later that day we went boating!! It was a lot of fun. We went out with Grandpa and Grandma Royce. While we were there we managed to sink a snorkel tube, a fishing pole and GRANDMAS CELL PHONE!!!! Non could be found. And Grandpas boat broke down in the middle of the lake for a little while. Rory and him fixed it after about an hour. Still, it was an excellent day and I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate fathers day.

Here is Jameson snorkeling!! He is such a goofball!

Okay, you cant tell me this face isn't the prettiest thing ever!!???

This one too.

And these ones too!!!

Jameson got up on the water skis for the first time this year. He wants a new wake board, I told him he had to perfect skiing and then we will talk about a new board. He is working on it...

Apparently Grandpas boat is more fun than ours?

Here is Chanel jumping to her daddy...

And James jumping off the wake boarding tower on the boat!!!

This kid is just insane!

Here we are at 31 1/2 weeks!!!!

Okay, Rory is totally sticking his stomach out. He really doesn't look anything like this... yet.

Sooo... speaking of pregnancy. I had another appointment today and I am now dilated to "about a 2" and over 50% effaced. Not good news for us. I am supposed to have at least 8 weeks left but they are betting I go around 34-35 weeks. I had to get a steroid shot today (BURNED BY BUTT LIKE HELL!!!!) and I will have to go back tomorrow for another one. It should help the babies lungs mature faster and hopefully pack on a little weight. I'm sure all will be well but the longer I can stay pregnant the better. The doctor says there isn't much I can do at this point so we are just praying all goes well. Most women are begging to go into labor, I on the other hand and praying to stay pregnant for just a little while longer!!!!

30 Weeks & 5 Days along.

Ok. So I am going off of what my last ultrasound said and it set my due date back 10 days, so I am actually due on Aug. 22nd. I always feel better going off the later one because then I'm not as antsy in the end. So I am 30 weeks and 5 days. That is 215 days so far, with 65 days to go (if I go full term). When I am done with this one I will have been pregnant for about 160 weeks of my life!! That is roughly a little over 3 and a half years and its all been in the last 5 and a half years. Sorry my math isn't so great and I have probably already lost you or you may be already correcting me. You get the idea. Every pregnancy has been different in its own way, some better than others but, all just as special and magical. All a miracle. Feeling this life grow inside of you and having such a strong connection to someone you have never even seen or heard and yet closer to this little person than you will ever be again. Again, am I losing you? ANYWAY... So I have about 2 more months to go then that is it. I will never feel this again, so I wanted to put down a few things I love and even a few I hate so I can have something to remind me. Its always funny how after you have had the baby you think 'oh that wasn't bad at all'. Its Gods funny way of making sure we keep having babies. He is quick to wash a lot of the negative parts about being pregnant out of our minds. But we always remember the reward in the end. And its a gift that keeps on giving, everyday, every minute, every look, every touch. Everything. Simply put... it is truly a miracle. Nothing you can ever explain. I look forward to seeing my family together soon in its entirety. All the little pieces of our puzzle.

SOOOO here goes just a little list of goods and bads:

I love finding out I really am pregnant! Its so exciting and breathtaking but still so scary. All I can do is take a deep breath and say 'here we go baby! Be nice?!'

I love telling people I'm pregnant but, mostly Rory. Like I said before, seeing him so happy and excited makes me feel like jello inside.

I hate how my hips feel right now. I feel like a barbie that is slowly getting my legs pulled apart and at any minute they are going to detach from my torso and I will hit the floor.

I hate how sore my ribs get, I just want to massage the inside of my rib cage.

I love that I don't grow any hair anywhere except my head. I barely even have to shave. Which is a good thing because it gets a little ugly when I am trying to bend over to shave my legs.

I hate shaving when I'm pregnant. Period.

I love how Rory looks at me. Here I feel like a fat walrus trying so hard to get my fat to work with me just to move around with the grunting and the rolls and all. And yet, he still looks at me like I am beautiful, and tells me all the time. And funny thing is I really do believe he is telling the truth. In his eyes I still look good.

I hate finding something to wear everyday. Its always a battle, I cant just throw on any pair of jeans and a little T shirt. No, I have to search, stretch and pray every time I put something on that it will cover all the necessary parts of my huge body and hope it doesn't break or rip.

I love feeling the baby move. Its so neat to guess or know what little body part is where or just to have those little reminders saying I'm still here mommy!

I hate when baby is doing cartwheels at 4 am.

I love seeing the kids faces when they feel the baby move. I always have little hands on my belly and they just stare at me almost like I have some control over when it will happen.

I love when Rory rubs my belly or kisses it. Hes such a good daddy even from the very beginning.

I hate how bad my back hurts!!!

I hate how big my boobs get, I actually feel self conscious about them. Its embarrassing.

I hate the way I waddle!

I love that I can eat anything anytime and I have every right and a perfect excuse.

I love to give birth. Thankfully mine have all been way too easy! Its like its a natural high when I give birth, I cant tell whats real and what isn't. Its just too good to be true, pure euphoria. Even kind of addicting, obviously... I'm going on #4.

So that's it, this baby making factory is soon to be closed. I'm shutting down. But there are so many things to look forward to. Soon I will be holding little Ava in my arms (that is her name by the way) and I will stop having babies and focus just on raising them. It is truly a blessing. How can you doubt God when you are holding an angel?

Tiny Dancer, School, poppawheely's and dilation!!

So sorry it has been so long! We have been just running crazy with so much going on!! I have had a few upset readers and I apologize (Lisa!) Ok, This is going to be long so if you don't have a life to get to right away have a seat....Let me begin with... non other than the kids of course! Since that is my life. Jameson and Chanel had their first week of summer school last week! I know I sound like a mean mom for even putting them in summer school but, they really do love it. And it was Chanel's first time EVER going to school!! I would have gotten some pictures but Jameson was puking while Rori was pooping and I was supposed to be leaving. I was lucky to walk out the door and get her there on time (James missed that day of course) I'm sure I stunk when I dropped her off. Here I was a mess and a little emotional watching my little girl RUN into school and I'm yelling 'I love you!! Have fun!! Be good!!" etc. and she didn't even give me a wave or a look back or nothing! She was gone! Not a bit of hesitation or being afraid. She loved it and the next day James was able to make it and he said she did very good at school. (They get to be in the same class just for this summer). He takes such good care of his little sisters, here is a picture of him giving Rori Ana a bath in the sink. What a good big brother!


He cant wait for another little sister to join in on the fun. Speaking of which, I am now 31 weeks!!! And not going so strong. I am remembering all the little uncomfortables that come with pregnancy. I am so tired but, when you have 3 kids running like they are on speed or something illegal you don't really get to much rest. I think I have been over doing it a little. I was dilated to a 1 at 29 weeks and with Rori Ana coming so early they are a little worried so I am now on "modified bed rest". When I asked what that meant my doctor said "Take it VERY easy". How the hell do you take it easy when you have 3 kids, 3 dogs and a crazy life?? Still, I have been doing my very best. I don't pick up anything unless I absolutely have to, and Rori Ana is walking now so it makes it a little easier. She looks so cute and still so baby to me. I'm sure when we have the next baby she will look giant. Anyway, no deep cleaning (shucks), pretty much just sit on my butt all day if at all possible. I manage ok. Rory has REALLY stepped up and taken on a lot. It was kind of funny because the doctor kept yelling at me telling me to try to relax or he would put me on complete bed rest. Rory didn't seem too concerned until I called him and said the doctor said no more sex. Then he freaked! He said "WHAT? Is something wrong? Is everything okay? What EXACTLY did the doctor say??!!" Apparently it wasn't that serious until he heard those awful words. Again... I am managing just fine and following doctors orders!

Last weekend we got to get out on the boat!! Finally!! It was wonderful, until the darkness set in and we would rush back to the dock to load up before it dumped on us. I have been LOVING the thunder storms though!! Here are some pictures, the water was a little cold but not bad at all.


The kids had a blast!!

Do G isn't a good swimmer!!!

We got a little fishing in. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE to fish? I do!!

Chanel went swimming after she made sure there were no sharks.

What a hotty??!!!

Him too!

And Rori got to see a worm for the first time!!! And what did she do with it? What she does with everything.....

I guess worms don't taste too good. I wasn't too worried, obviously. Its organic right?

Here is the sign we better head back to land.

And today was another big day for Chanel! She started dance!! Were hoping it helps her with her coordination. She cant even make a full circle without falling or run in a straight line, or even run without falling. But maybe with a little practice we will have a little ballerina?? She loves it. She looked so cute falling this way and that way while her teacher tried to get her to tippy toe in a straight line. I think she may have even taken out a few of the other little girls in her class.

My tiny dancer.......
And that's not all!!! She also took off her training wheels today!!! Of course we still have to get after her every second to watch where shes going but, she did it!! I am so proud of her!!! Jameson had his training wheels off by the time he had his 2nd birthday and Chanel isn't too far behind. She even managed to go off the ramp with daddy's help.

Here is James doing his "poppawheely".

So, that's all for now. I'm going to go take my Tylenol PMs for the night and crash. I will be writing again soon.

Goodnight.