HELP!

My mom had horrible morning sickness every time she was pregnant. I have heard of other women who have it as well. I always dreaded that part of pregnancy, but figured I would just sail through it like all the other women I knew seemed to do. I'm beginning to wonder if people do really sail through it. I'm not sailing, I'm sinking.

Tell me, what do you all do to combat the queasies? I am looking for fresh ideas. I know I need to be eating and drinking, but it is so difficult. 

In other news, we saw our baby yesterday. It's just a little peanut. We now know that we are almost 9 weeks pregnant. Still a ways to go in this first trimester, but not as long as we could have had. We saw the little heart beating away and heard it. It was all very exciting and made me feel just a little bit better about being sick. I know that most people wait until their second trimester to tell the news, but I've never been good at secrets. And it was no secret that we had been trying and failing. So, why not spread the news early. Anyway, so far everything is going well and we are very thankful that other than an upset stomach things are going smoothly. We just have to hang on a few more weeks and hopefully things will improve.

So, what do you do? Let me know. Any and all ideas are extremely welcome.

What to write

Some days I feel as if I should write something on my blog. I love to read other people's blogs and to learn what is going on in the lives of those people I care about. So, I feel pressure to write something on my own blog to keep in touch. When these thoughts and urges arrive I often sit and wonder what I could write about. I could tell you that Sandy has dug up every single tulip that I had so carefully planted. Not only did she dig them up, but she bit them in half as well, just to make sure there was no hope of them growing. I could tell you that Charlie has learned that the friendly Chihuahuas next door don't like it when he jumps the fence into their yard. He has now decided that he will let either Ammon or me retrieve the ball when it crosses that fence. I could tell you that Ammon is working very hard. He has 2 jobs starting soon that he is managing and so he is under extra stress at work to get everything done on time. But he loves his job and is excited about the new projects. I could tell you that we have been enjoying the beautiful weather and celebrating by taking rides on Ammon's bike (the one with the motor). I could also tell you of the troubles of remodeling your own home. It seems to never be finished. We would like to put our house on the market and move on to new things, but we can't until we finish this house, and it may never be done at the rate we are moving. I could tell you how busy I am working on the various projects I have going on here at home. I am not very good at managing my time effectively so it seems that only one thing gets done each day, but I guess that is still progress. But I think what I will tell you instead is that Ammon and I are expecting our first baby. That is the biggest news that we have. We are somewhere between 7 and 11 weeks (not very specific, I know) and hope to have more details soon. We are thrilled and couldn't be more excited. We had sort of given up and thought we would need some more sophisticated (and expensive) infertility treatments, but I guess the Lord had other plans for us. At least we finally know why I have been sick for the last 6 weeks.

Happy Birthday Nick

The Boy is 18 today! Crazy. It seems like he shouldn't be that old, because I shouldn't be that old. I just wanted to wish my dear brother a happy birthday. I hope it is a good one.

P.S. He does occasionally groom himself. He's not always this fluffy and shaggy looking.

Made by me

Well, I have a friend who is a little bit crazy. She did this and I entered because I am fascinated to see what she comes up with. Thus, I am offering the same thing. Here are the rules:

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me. My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1 - I make no guarantees that you will like what I make.

2 - What I create will be just for you.

3 - It'll be done this year (might take a little while).

4 - You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!

5 - I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U_LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it! Good luck!

P.S. If you don't live close (which few of you do) then I'll need a mailing address, and maybe an email just in case.

We've Caught Spring Fever

Days like today make me want to garden, or bike ride, or hike, or swim, or sit in a lawn chair and stare off into my yard. I guess I've got it bad: Spring Fever. I am very thankful for the sunny days we are having in between our snowy days. It's been so nice and so warm. Could it be that spring may actually be here sooner than we thought? No, no, I mustn't think that way. But I am ready whenever spring is. I am simply dying for a chance to prune my roses, dust off my bicycle, and go for long walks. I can't wait to watch my garden grow and to see the grass turn green again. I'm so excited to be rid of all this mud! And I can't wait to sit behind Ammon as we take our fun summer cruises through the mountains. Ah bliss. Spring come soon!

Laughing is the best medicine

Ammon had a little accident the other night. He passed out while standing and fell hitting his head a few different times on the way down (and it is a long way down). We really aren't sure why he passed out. All I know was that it was terrifying. Between the fall, the throwing up right afterwards, the slurring of words, and the dilated pupils I was worried. When my dad told me to hang up the phone and take Ammon to the emergency room right then I decided I'd better do it. I tried to talk Ammon into going. He didn't want to. So, I called the 24 hour nurse hotline that our insurance has. After going through all the details with her she told me I had better get him in to the emergency room.

It was really packed when we got there, but I guess head trauma is good for something, we got a bed and some help right away. While they were checking him in Ammon started saying things like "I'm at a level 8," so I knew he must finally be coming back to me. We had a lovely 2 hour visit in the ER. We planned Ammon's funeral. That was a comical and entertaining conversation. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you think it is slightly inappropriate to have the widow speak? I thought it was, so we settled on having his brothers speak since Mothers shouldn't be expected to speak either.

It's really not pleasant to watch your husband fall and loose consciousness. It's not fun to be incapable of moving him while he is on the ground in a horrible position. It is not fun to have to rush him to the emergency room with a bowl just in case. But Ammon can make the worst situations somewhat fun. We laughed and giggled. When his humor came back I knew that he was my Ammon again, and I knew that we were safe. While Ammon was maybe not entirely safe and we are still monitoring him, I am safe. He looks out for me even when he's the one in bad shape. I've learned a lot about my husband the past few days. I think he knows me very well. All I need is to see a little of his wit and to laugh a little and then I can go on and be brave and support him through his ordeal. Really, it was a horrible night made less horrible by comedy. We are not out of the worst of it yet. His test are clean, but we do think he has a concussion and so he is resting up. Between his headache and his neck pain he hasn't been as lively as he generally is. But I am sure that nothing besides the muscles and skull are damaged, because if you hear him speak, you'll know that everything is still in tact as it should be.

I know I have posted links to these on my blog before, but this really is a good representation of what our 2 hours at the ER were like. Make sure you get emergency room part 2 right afterwards. Enjoy the comedy, we hope it makes something in your life less horrible and more bearable as you laugh. It is working for us.

emergency room part 2