Daryl turned 33 on 29 March. I had a class at work in the morning, and had I been a better wife I would have woken up early and made him breakfast in bed before I had to leave...but it didn't happen. I kinda feel bad about it, looking back. That would have been really nice...(sigh)...Anyway, I did give him a kiss and "Happy Birthday" before I helped get the kids breakfast. :)
I picked up the cake on my way home then we went down to his parent's house for dinner, porqupine balls -- his birthday dinner for as long as he can remember (I tried them last year, didn't go so well. I'll leave them to his mom for now). His sister and kids and best friend and his kids were also there. It was a full house and we had a great time. Thanks, Mom and Dad Peay!
After dinner Mom and Dad Peay came up and put the kids to bed while we went to Game Night with our ward. Good times! Those are some serious gamers! Daryl even one a couple. Everyone even sang to him, twice. Hope you had a fun day, honey! Love you! xoxo
30 March 2008
27 March 2008
Easter 2008, part I and II
Easter came twice to our house. Once on Wednesday so that the Easter Bunny could fill Jordan's basket because he wouldn't be with us that weekend this year. The second time was an impromtu Easter Dinner/Going Away party for Mack leaving on a 5 week business trip. As the kids played, my sister and I filled more plastic eggs then scattered them on the front lawn and let the kids go at it (with some rules for the other kids). The older kids were skeptical, but no one would admit they knew who put the eggs there. It was fun to have the family over. Dinner was a yummy ham, potatoes and salad, then a chocolate fountain for desseret, since there apparently wasn't enough chocolate given out with the other candy...well, not for the adults anyway. Enjoy the pictures!
26 March 2008
A Good Spring...Cut
My cute cousin cutting the girls' hair. Thanks, Amber!
Post-hair cut. Lydia was more interested in the McGriddle. Yumm!
She was holding still but being grumpy and wouldn't smile
Now she's looking around...
Sitting still...
Trying to catch the smile on camera. She's telling Amber all about her princess movies and singing songs. Such a chatter box! Thanks, again, Amber! The girls look adorable and will look so cute for pictures on Friday!
21 March 2008
20 March 2008
Personal Matters...
So, this entry today serves a personal interest (I guess they all do, in a way) and the topic of it has a bit of a history...
...It was about May or June of last year, Daryl had had his second surgery and started chemotherapy. We were just starting to deal with all the new changes a life-altering diagnosis brings. My cousin was staying with us, helping me take care of the girls (she was a blessing, thanks Katie!). Two of my good friends from work found out they were pregnant around the same time and one day we were in the breakroom taking about baby stuff and pregnancies...then it hit me, right in front of everyone there. I tried so hard to hold back a few tears, but the thought came out of nowhere and took me by complete surprise that a few tears escaped. I recovered quickly, we went back to work then I came home and totally broke down.
The thought: I may never experience pregnancy again because of the effects of chemotherapy.
It is possible to conceive after chemo, but it just depends how the body reacts after chemo so it's totally unpredictable. I hadn't expected that reaction from myself. I didn't want to tell D how I was feeling because he was taking things very personal then and I didn't want to make him feel like it was his fault, so I called my Mom and told her I didn't feel like my "baby" days were over. I didn't feel like our family was complete...blah, blah, blah. I was very selfish for a few days. Some people never experience pregnancy and I have TWICE, with no complication. Like I said, selfish.
I also did a lot of pondering...what if we would have not followed the counsel from our sealer when we were married to not put off adding to our family? Lydia was barely 5 months when D had his first surgery. Was following that counsel Heavenly Father's way of telling me, "you now have 2 1/2 children to take care of and grow. Mind your responsibilities"?
After a few days of pondering and praying, I felt comforted that regardless of the outcomes, we still have a beautiful family.
So the reason for the entry today? I had my IUD removed last month. We decided to see what happens. If we end up pregnant, great! If not, that's okay too, plus we'll know I won't need any more birth control. :) Win-win situation!
...It was about May or June of last year, Daryl had had his second surgery and started chemotherapy. We were just starting to deal with all the new changes a life-altering diagnosis brings. My cousin was staying with us, helping me take care of the girls (she was a blessing, thanks Katie!). Two of my good friends from work found out they were pregnant around the same time and one day we were in the breakroom taking about baby stuff and pregnancies...then it hit me, right in front of everyone there. I tried so hard to hold back a few tears, but the thought came out of nowhere and took me by complete surprise that a few tears escaped. I recovered quickly, we went back to work then I came home and totally broke down.
The thought: I may never experience pregnancy again because of the effects of chemotherapy.
It is possible to conceive after chemo, but it just depends how the body reacts after chemo so it's totally unpredictable. I hadn't expected that reaction from myself. I didn't want to tell D how I was feeling because he was taking things very personal then and I didn't want to make him feel like it was his fault, so I called my Mom and told her I didn't feel like my "baby" days were over. I didn't feel like our family was complete...blah, blah, blah. I was very selfish for a few days. Some people never experience pregnancy and I have TWICE, with no complication. Like I said, selfish.
I also did a lot of pondering...what if we would have not followed the counsel from our sealer when we were married to not put off adding to our family? Lydia was barely 5 months when D had his first surgery. Was following that counsel Heavenly Father's way of telling me, "you now have 2 1/2 children to take care of and grow. Mind your responsibilities"?
After a few days of pondering and praying, I felt comforted that regardless of the outcomes, we still have a beautiful family.
So the reason for the entry today? I had my IUD removed last month. We decided to see what happens. If we end up pregnant, great! If not, that's okay too, plus we'll know I won't need any more birth control. :) Win-win situation!
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