I'll miss you 2012...but bring on 2013

I have to say 2012 was a WAY better year for our family than 2011.  2011 was the definitely the worst year of my life losing my mom and learning how to live without her (still learning how to do that).  2012 brought many blessings that made life happier and gave us things to look forward to...

*In February Aaron made his annual trip down to the Phoenix Open where he enjoys VIP treatment and gets to meet all the pro golfers and celebrities at the tournament (I hope he lived it up since he has to skip this year with the baby arriving sometime around then).  Where is my fun trip....friends, let's get on that!  :)
*I finished all the credits I can take for work!  If you're a teacher, you understand how awesome that feels.
*In May Aaron got a new job at a place he absolutely loves working at (Sundog).  He has learned tons and is valued a lot at the company already.
*In June we found out we were expecting another baby!!!
*We spend many weekends at the lake throughout the summer.
*In July/August We sold our home and began the building process of our dream home.
*In September we found out Shea's getting a little BROTHER! Daddy was just a tad excited!
*In September we moved back in with my dad for 2 months....one big happy family.  :)  (I think he was relieved to get rid of us)
*At the end of November we moved in to the new house....we absolutely love it and are so glad to be settled before this baby boy arrives, especially since my doctor told me to take it easy and rest as much as possible the rest of my pregnancy.
*We managed to fit in 5 Christmas's with family...Shea had a hard time excepting Christmas was over, Jingle (our Elf on the Shelf) was gone, and that she didn't have any more days of presents to open left.
*I have to say the best thing this year was watching Shea grow...she's funny, sweet, smart, stubborn, caring and so much more. It's crazy to think that soon we will have another little one that we will love as much as her.

 

 

Here's to life settling down in 2013 and bringing more blessings and happiness!!

Coming too fast!

So I am already 32 weeks along with baby #2 and last Monday I was in for my appointment (2 week appointments have already started, yikes!).  Appointment was going well...I'm feeling good except for those dang Braxton hicks contractions seem to occur pretty often...and then the doc felt baby's position. He's head down, low, and head seems to be pretty locked into place, in other words he knows how to get out! My doctor assured me that she's NOT worried but I DO need to take it easy, put my feet up as much as I can, and drink LOTS of water. She wants me to make it to 36 weeks at least (4 more to go). Ok, when they say that you can't help but worry and wonder what the chances are you will make it even that far! Shea was 2 weeks early and from what I remember I think she was always pretty low too so am I freaking out over nothing and everything will be fine like it was for her?

Now...how in the world do I take it easy teaching 5 & 6 year olds all day? How do I avoid lifting my 2 1/2 year old who often times prefers her mommy?  If I'm not officially put on bed rest how do I know when I'm doing too much? Not to mention after Christmas I have assessments and parent teacher conferences I wanted to get done at school before baby arrives.

Needless to say I left my appointment feeling a little stressed.  Baby's health is obviously most important so everything else will work out but if you know me, I am not good at delegating jobs and asking for help, I prefer to do things on my own and get them done so the next month or so is going to be pretty tough for me.

At least I did make it to target this week so baby has a few diapers and a couple pairs of boy pj's/sleepers he can start out with (he hopefully won't have to wear his sister's pink ones).  All I want to do now after finally settling in to the new house is go shopping for boy things but that's probably pushing it after working all day....may have to wait until after he gets here and his nursery may look a little bare until then too.

We're in!

We made it! We survived living with my dad for 2 months! We squeezed the stuff we needed to get by with into 2 bedrooms and had limited idea where everything was.  I think my dad enjoyed having us around but I am sure he was looking forward to the moments of quietness again and not having to witness a tired, tantruming 2 1/2 year old after daycare every day.  He will miss us.

The house....is awesome!  We closed at 9 am on the 30th. We had a loaded trailer ready to unload, had movers meeting us at the storage unit at 11 to move our boxes, and had the cable guys at the house by 3 (god forbid Aaron missed any football games on Saturday!). My dad and Aaron started unloading boxes right away and Aaron's parents and aunt were here by mid afternoon to help. The rest of the family (siblings and even a couple uncles) were here throughout the weekend to help and by late Sunday afternoon I had the Christmas tree up! I know, I know, i'm crazy to get so much done in 2 days...but those of you that know me know how type A and organized I am so there is no way I could have sat in a mess of boxes longer than one day.  I had to get the majority of things put away (nothing is hanging on the walls yet so I wasn't that bad!) in order to relax. Being 7 months pregnant was both good and bad...it was nice to order people around and tell them where to put things, but at the same time it's frustrating not to be able to pick a box up yourself and get it to where it belongs on your own time.

Shea was picked up by my aunt after daycare on Friday and spent the night and all day Saturday at the farm with them. It was her first sleepover somewhere without me, Aaron or grandma but I think she did ok. She was best friends with my cousin Kirby by the end of the weekend and even got to go watch my other cousin Tate's basketball games. It was so funny to watch her when she got to the house the first time. She walked in like we had always lived there, strutted around the place like she owned it and shut herself in her "play room" (the den) with all her toys she hasn't seen in months. Uncle Seth taught her to close the French doors and not let anyone in the room until they knocked...now she just needs to charge people a quarter to get in and she will be just like her mommy (my poor sister knows what I am talking about).

I am sure some of you are wanting to see pics....soon I promise! I'm on the iPad now and haven't uploaded any to our computer yet...I'm sorry! That's why I never blog, by the time I get my pictures on the computer they're outdated and months behind.

Again, we love our house...it's so awesome not having to carry groceries up the stairs anymore, the fact we have no neighbors behind us is wonderful (praying that farm never decides to sell), my clothes don't get squished & wrinkled in the closet anymore, I have so many cabinets in my kitchen that some of them are even empty, Shea has an extra room for all her toys so they're not completely cluttering the family room....and those are just a few of the things I am noticing so far. :)