Today

Today is March 5th and there is fresh snow outside. Not happy about that.

Today I discovered a library book that was overdue. I didn't want to take it back today since I have a headache and snow+sunshine are not a good mix for it, but Carter had been begging me to go somewhere. We haven't gotten out much lately. The boys got their shoes on, I put my sunglasses on and I loaded them in the car. This would be a 5 minute trip, but at least they were getting out, right? Just as I was backing out of the drive way, an old lady started pounding on my window waving her temple recommend at me. After I recovered from having the living daylights scared out of me, I rolled down my window. She didn't speak English. Great. Time to get out my rusty, almost non-existent Spanish skills and see what I could do for her. I thought maybe my recommend had fallen out of my purse and she was seeing if it was mine. No. Then I thought she wanted directions to the temple. No. I finally figured out that she wanted me to drive her to the temple. There was another reason I was dragging myself out of the house today. I'm so glad I did. When she got out of the car, she told me I was sent from heaven. She had been praying she could find someone to take her there. Our drive over was funny, but we managed to communicate.

Like I mentioned before, we haven't been getting out much lately. It all started in January when I came down with a nasty sinus infection. A week later I found out I was pregnant. Two weeks later, I started getting sick. Nauseousness, tiredness, headaches, major lack of sleep, and a few other things I won't mention. So, pretty much I have been sick since the middle of January. I'm ready for this to be over, but I'm afraid I still have a while left of it. I haven't cooked a meal in 5 weeks! Cody has been a trooper doing all the grocery shopping, taking the boys to school on Saturday mornings so I can finally get some rest, cooking meals when he is home and so forth. I know he is ready for the sickness to be gone. Not to mention the boys who are so sick of their mom lying on the couch. We couldn't wait any longer to share the news...we get antsy about this kind of stuff. We couldn't be happier about baby #3 making its debut in September. Here's to hoping for a girl this time, but we are't holding our breath. I'm pretty sure we aren't going to find out the gender again--it's too fun that way.