Saturday, March 3, 2018

New baby, New name, New Blog Title

Remember that one time (or those million times) I said I was NEVER going to have another baby?  Well, for the last 9 months I've just been hiding out, eating crow--or humble pie--whichever one made me look the most pregnant.

Let's rewind to the summer.  I kept having this little feeling that I was pregnant.  You know, that little feeling called heart burn...?  It wasn't only that, there more signs pointing to pregnancy but I refused to entertain those thoughts.  After all, there's NO WAY I'd have another baby.  That would make 6.  No one has 6 children in this day and age...and speaking of age, two words:  BASICALLY FORTY.  I convinced myself I was way beyond new babies.

So, when found myself at the pregnancy tests in the store, I figured, it'd be no big deal to get just one...of course it would be negative, and I could move on in life.  I was just really trying to put myself at ease.

It's obvious what came next in my story.

Tears, anger, joy, more tears, blame Ace, more anger, and then just plain panic.  What if it's twins?  What if there's a health problem?  What would I do about my brand new job that I LOVED?  Gah!  I couldn't function.  There were a few weeks during the summer that were less than relaxing, but nothing I could change except for my own attitude.


Finally, I came to grips with reality and we told our family and close friends.  No one believed us! I had to carry the ultrasound picture around as proof!  We decided that we weren't going to post on soical media (I was still using both hands to stuff that humble pie in my face), or say anything to many people.  If you didn't actually see me, or hear a rumor, you wouldn't have known.

I worked up until Christmas Break, and then I stayed home and tried to catch up on all of my neglected projects before the big day came.  Plus, I had to shop for the baby necessisites since we GOT RID of EVERYTHING baby AGAIN, after the twins. 

(We got rid of all baby stuff after Birdie was born, because we were DONE.  Then we bought TWO of everything when the twins were born, and got rid of all of that, just in time to find out we were having another.  This time, we're hoarding all things baby, and "done" is no longer in our vocabulary.)

When February finally came, things got REAL.  I was suddenly remembering what it was like to be huge and uncomfortable.  Sleepless nights had returned, and I was dreading my upcoming, inevitable, hospital stay.

The day of my scheduled C-Section finally came and couldn't have been any more perfect.  Dr. Isbell walked into my room while we were waiting to go into the ER, drinking his Diet Coke.  I knew right then, I had picked the right doc for the job, and that I was in good hands.

At 8:11 a.m. Ace and I were all of the sudden in charge of 6 children.

Six.  That changes things.  For instance, this blog.  There's nothing 5 about us anymore.  But I can't change the blog address.  So, I have to change the name.  We also had to come up with two names for this little girl.  One for the birth certificate, and one for this blog!  As if the blog name isn't hard enough! ;)  haha!

So, without any further blah blah blahs, let me introduce SLICE.

A slice in golf may seem like a terrible thing, but it may be just the shot you need to refocus your game.  It may be the very thing you needed to remind you to keep your head down, or your feet and hips square, or your wrists locked, or whatever.  Perhaps that slice shot put you in a better position to see the flag--or the end goal. It could be just the shot you needed to make a difference in your game.

That is exactly what Slice is to our family.  In her short 5 days in our family, she has made a difference in our lives.  She has brought a piece of heaven to our home.  She has reminded me of what's important in this life.  She has helped us refocus our priorities.  Was she planned?  No.  Did I want to throw a golf club, or bust the shaft in half over my knee when I realized things were not going according to MY GAME or MY PLAN?  Yes.

However, I am so grateful for this unexpected shot.  I hate knowing what I could have missed out on had we kept things according to our plan straight down the fairway!!  We are deeply, madly in LOVE with our perfect Slice.

The photo onslaught begins here:

Saturday, February 3, 2018


A couple of years ago, my brother was called to be a LDS Mission President in Brazil.  That calling required him to take his young family and leave their home, school, work, friends, comforts, etc. and hop on a plane to sacrifice 3 years of their lives.  

During the last two years, since they've been in Brazil, I've thought of them every time I start planning a pity party for myself.  It doesn't take long to change course in my attitude.

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Last week, I was able to see their two oldest sons as they spoke in their home ward in Utah.  Their oldest son talked about his experiences on his own mission to Peru, and their second son talked about his preperation and feelings of serving his own mission to N. Dakota.    He left last Wednesday for 2 years.  

I have a whole new love and appreciation for missionary work.  10 of our nephews have served two year missions, and I can't help but appreicate the work they do and the examples they set for me and for my own children.  

A few of the returned missionaries

Some future, current, and returned missionaries.

To learn more about LDS Missionaries, go HERE

Friday, January 26, 2018


We were able to get together to celebrate Ironmom's birthday.  Had she been alive, she would have offically graduated from the "Basically 40" club.  The day she was put on Hospice, one of the first comments she made to me was, "Ha!  I'm never going to be 40.  You will.  You will have to actually be 40 years old."  She laughed about that.  I still shed tears about it.  

Ironmom never loved celebrating her birthday (something we have in common) but we did anyway.  This year, we got balloons and sent them up to her.  She had a big role in our little corner of the world.  We all miss her like crazy, but had a sweet few moments remembering her and celebrating her big day.

Happy birthday IronMom!

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Birthday Boy

The whole time I was pregnant with my Mulligan, I stressed and worried about his well being.  I wondered if he would ever grow and develop.  I had always had visions of shooting hoops or playing catch with my son, but I stressed about that all coming to pass because of the ups and downs of the pregnancy, and the different findings in ultrasounds, etc. 

Well, all y'all take note. 
Prayers are answered and miracles still happen.

If you know Mulligan, you know he is all about sports.  We've played catch.  We've spent many an hour shooting hoops, watching ESPN, and talking sports. 

I'm still thanking my Heavenly Father for this kid and the young man he is growing up to be. 

Happy Birthday Mulligan!!

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Happy New Year Project!

What's a new year without a new project being completed?  Ace is such a champ to go through with all of my visions and ideas.  I mean, he wouldn't have to if he'd trust me with his power tools a little bit more.  Ha!! ;)

We (I helped...I painted...) built shelves to line our stairway.  I was able to take all the decorations off of the two bookcases in our living room and put them on the stairway.  We got rid of the bookcases, so now we have a little more room to make a little bigger mess!  Hooray!!

Seriously, I love the way the whole project turned out.  When my parents asked me what we wanted for Christmas and I told them a Home Depot gift card, Ace knew right away he wouldn't be sitting around watching football on New Year's Eve and Day!  I'm so glad he is so handy.  ;) 

Of course we had to keep the Imaginext houses on the ledge...but now they each get their own little spot...that's how much Ace loves those things.  (OK, fine, he loves our 5 year old boys.  If he didn't, this would have been the perfect excuse for him to chuck every one of those things!! ;) )