Tires and hospital visit

So, yesterday morning, Brandon put the spare tire on one side, then pumped up the other tire, and drove to Sam's Club as quick as he could. They were not damaged enough to have to get new tires, so they were fixed for free since we're members of Sam's Club. How awesome is that? Pretty awesome!

Anyway, while he was off getting the tires fixed, my sister called me asking for my help. My nine-month old nephew, for the past 2 1/2 weeks, has had these episodes where he'll stop breathing and turn blue. The first time, my sister was with him, and literally saved his life. It has happened a few times since then, and yesterday it happened four times.

They had him scheduled to be seen at Primary Children's this week, but when he stopped breathing four times yesterday, they life-flighted him out. Since I'm closer to Primary than my sister is, she asked if I'd go and meet Dallin when he was flown in and stay with him until they got to the hospital.

So, I did. Brandon packed me up some snacks and water, and I was out the door about 20 minutes after they called. I got to the hospital around 3:30, and Dallin's helicopter landed about 10 minutes later. The flight EMT called me back, and the poor boy was just frantic. They were trying to get a urine sample to do cultures, so had to put a new catheter in. That sure made him mad. But, once they got the sample and diapered him back up, I was able to hold him. He calmed right down, although was still fussy because they were still poking and prodding.

One of the nurses got him some toys and a binky with some sugar water to dip the binky in, and once he had that binky, he laid down on my shoulder and went right to sleep.

Not too long after the nurses left us alone

I reclined on the bed with him in my arms for the next two hours. He'd shift position occasionally, and semi-woke up once when another nurse came in to do an EKG to check for a heart arythmia.

This was after the EKG was done. He had to lay flat while they measured his heart rate, and after it was done, he sat up for a second, and then plopped (sitting up) right down onto my chest

But, otherwise, he slept the whole time. I kept putting my hand on his tummy, and his chest to make sure he was still breathing. He had been so upset that for a while his breath was irregular (you know when you cry hard, and then kind of "sob" afterwards? That's what he was doing). I felt so bad for him.

And, I love my kids to no end, but can I just tell you how nice it was to hold a little person, and have his little body just melt into mine - and NOT squirm?? Plus, he smelled so good. I just kept kissing his little head and inhaling him!


I had to take a picture of his cute pouty face!

His mom and dad got there a little after 6:00, and I told Anne Marie all that had happened. We switched positions, and she just laid there and cuddled with Dallin. The floor dr. (vs. the ER triage dr.) came in and got his history and then did an exam. He woke up during that, and was happy and smiling and playing. I even got a big grin and a hug from him. (His brother just older than him would have nothing to do with me for a while, so I keep telling Dallin, "You're going to love me!" And, I think he does!)


My awesome sister, and a cute, but very out-of-it, Dallin

I left the hospital an hour or so later, stopped to get some dinner and some munchies, and made it home around 9:30. They're going to meet with a neurologist today and do some more scans and tests to see if they can figure out what the problem is. The whole family is praying for them and helping where they can, but any extra prayers would be awesome!

We love you Dallin, and pray that you get better soon!

How did he come up with this?

How does a four year old get the idea in his head to put nails under the tires of the van? I mean, really?

Two of our tires are completely flat, and one is slowly losing air. The fourth (so far) seems to be fine. Hopefully we can just get them patched instead of buying brand new tires. *sigh*

Nesting - kinda' early??

I'm pooped! *sigh* Yesterday, I spent the day unloading our bathroom closet and our linen closet, then rearranging and organizing (getting rid of old medicine, doubles . . .), and putting everything back in. Then, I started in on the computer room closet, because the computer room will become the nursery. And, there's absolutely no room (currently) for a crib in here, or a dresser, or a rocking chair, or even anywhere to put a bag of diapers. So, we're rearranging.

Then, today, while Brandon sheetrocked the garage with his brother's help (pictures will be coming next week when it is completed), I tackled our "school box." That's the box where the boys school papers have been put throughout the year(s) and it's been sitting in the computer room for the last couple of months. So, I dug through all of that, and have been buried in paper for most of the day.

But, I got it done, and even reorganized my music boxes that have a way of emptying as I pull out music that I want to play or sing. More often than not, they get put in a pile until it bugs me enough to put them back in the boxes. So, I have a lot of clean closets/activity boxes/music boxes today.

However, if you come to visit, be warned - the rest of the house is NOT clean. As we pull out things from the computer room, stacks are made - keep, throw away, file . . . you get the idea. (I will be taking the day tomorrow while Scott & Brandon are at day camp to catch up on laundry, sweeping, vacuuming . . .) On the upside of today, though, my mother-in-law came over today (I asked her to come, despite the horrid mess), and helped me choose colors for the baby's room! I got the bedding the other day, and now that we have colors picked out, and carpet (most likely) picked out, I'm getting very antsy to get this baby's room done! Soon!

So, I'm pooped, but despite feeling saddle sore (I carry all of my babies VERY low), and despite still having messes around the house, I feel good. It feels good to organize, throw things away, and get my house in order. And, it's nice to have the boys playing with friends, riding bikes, and not having to worry about homework getting done so that I can concentrate on my projects and this nesting phase. And, when Brandon get the garage walls done, he'll be building shelves for in there that will house our camping stuff, decoration boxes, Christmas tree, which will give me more closets to organize to make room for this little babe.

Isn't it too early to nest? Not for me! This is my usual time. By the time I'm 7, 8, 9 months along and most women are nesting, I'm too sore because the baby is so low and I feel like I've been riding a horse for the previous 4 months! Oh, and then the baby has to drop even lower, so anything like sitting, standing, laying down, or just plain moving hurts. :)

But, I'm not complaining - just rambling. I've had a busy day, and Brandon's off buying bread so that he and Scott can have sandwiches for their Cub Scout day camp tomorrow, the boys are in bed, and I'm just relaxing and unwinding as I write.

Ignore this post if you want, or read it. Whatever. I'm happy, unwound and ready to watch a quick episode of NCIS. Then bed. :)

Scott's bike race

Yesterday, Scott decided that he wanted to have a bike race. So, he wrote out invitations to all the kids in the neighborhood stating that there would be a bike race on June 23rd at 3:00 pm. Today, he cut them out and handed them out to the kids.

All morning long there have been bikes zipping past our house, going off a ramp that Brandon built for the kids, and turning around to zip past again. We've never had so many bikes in the neighborhood all at the same time. It was pretty fun.

So, at 3:00, they all lined up at the designated starting point. Brandon explained the rules (as explained to him by Scott), then he was off to clear the way and make sure no cars hit the kids. The younger kids started first, then the older kids took off. They all had a blast! Apparantely, Scott wanted to do two laps, and he and one other boy were the only ones to do both laps, so according to him, he came in second, even though a few kids had already been done for a minute or two.

Lined up at the starting line

The younger kids are off!!

The older kids are off!!

Coming into the finish line

All the kids having an otter pop after the race

I'm proud of Scott for taking the lead and doing this. He's not typically your leader - he's happy to follow (for the most part), or just stay to himself, so for him to put himself out like this and initiate this race is awesome! Good job Scott!!!

Tulum Xtreme slideshow

Tulum Xtreme (Thursday in Mexico)

It's been a LONG time since a Mexico trip update. Gavin's in the tub, celebrating his birthday, the other boys are outside playing with friends, so I have a few minutes to finish this post. Enjoy!

So, on Thursday, Wayne & LaRean decided to stay at the resort, get a massage, kick back, relax . . . Brandon & I decided to head off for some "Xtreme" fun! We saw a brochure for a zip line that was called Tulum Xtreme. We thought that it was included in the Tulum tour (the ruins), but it wasn't. So, we decided to try that.

Our guide, Carlos, picked us up in a van at 7:30 in the morning. I dozed on and off, and wasn't really awake to see where they were taking us. Apparantely, Brandon was quite concerned, although he didn't let me know, because they got off the main road at one point and were taking us farther and farther away from civilization. As we looked around, we saw more and more rundown houses, mangy dogs running around, and lots of jungle. Finally, though, they got us back on the main road (I guess that way was shorter), and went around to pick up the others who were participating that day.

We drove through the jungle for a while over bumpy roads, and finally arrived. Carlos checked our group in, and we were told that we got to do the zip line first, the rappeling second, and the underwater cave last. So, the workers got us all hooked up with our equipment, Carlos demonstrated the proper way to sit while doing the zip line, and then we climbed!

I don't know how high the towers were, but they were pretty high. I was first in line, and as we all got to the top, Carlos hooked us all up to safety lines so that if, by chance, we went over the edge of the tower, we wouldn't fall far. Then, he hooked me up, showed me how to sit with the line behind one of my shoulders, and shoved me off the tower!

Oh, how exhilerating! There were some in our group that were nervous, or kept saying they couldn't do it (there was actually one girl that decided not to do it and climbed back down the tower), but not me! I've been on zip lines before (thanks Snow College) and I loved it! This was awesome to be zooming through the jungle with the trees on either side of me, and just flying! The ride was over all too soon, but we had two more lines to go. Brandon soon joined me, and then we watched as the rest of our group zipped down.

Once we were done with the zip line, we were instructed to go up one platform and wait for the rest of the group and our guide. Once Carlos was with us again, we hiked up a couple more platforms to the next zip line. Brandon went first this time, but Carlos had a challenge for us. He wanted us to run off the platform instead of having him push us off. This sent the rest of the group into frantic mutterings and titterings (yes that's a real word), but Brandon & I just looked at each other and grinned. Carlos unhooked him from the safety line, and I watched my husband of 9+ years run off the platform into nothingness! He LOVED it!!

Carlos wasn't sure if I wanted to run, and when I replied that I did, his eyes got big, and he clapped for me. Off I ran - it was a BLAST!! How awesome! We again waited for the rest of our group, and then climbed the rest of the way up the tower. This one went all the way to the ground, so it was by far the longest line since it started even higher than the other two. This time, Carlos shoved us off, and then bounced on the line for some extra fun! Some people didn't want that, but man, for me, bring it on!!

As we got to the ground, the workers helped us unhook the couple of hooks that are only used for the zip line, but left the rest of the gear on so that we could rappel. We waited for Carlos, and then off we went. He again gave us a demonstration of how to rappel, "Knees straight, butt out." He told us that we couldn't be all lady-like with our legs together and our knees bent, but we had to stick our butt out. Someone yelled out, "We gotta' be sexy!" From then on, whenever someone forgot to stick their behind out, Carlos told us to "Get your sexy on!" It was really funny, and our group was great!

Brandon & I were the last ones in our group to go, and to be honest, I was more nervous than Brandon was. I've been rock climbing and rappelling before, and I loved it. But, when I went then, I had a rock face to push off of and slide down. This time, other than the first three boards to help us get our bodies straight out, we had nothing. It was kind of unnerving for me, but I did it!

After this, we went back to the base and were able to change into our swimsuits for our underground cave snorkeling. Since it was in the water, and underground, we didn't take our camera, but I'll put some pictures of the cave in the slideshow. It was incredible! It was shorter than what we were expecting and wanting, but all the same . . . Awesome! Stalagtites hanging from the ceiling and dipping into the water; stalagmites jutting up from the ground and just appearing out of nowhere. It wouldn't have been smart to just go swimming there - you couldn't tell where you were going or when you might hit a rock. We had very strict instructions, though, not to touch any of the rock as it would ruin its growth. Kind of hard to do with a bunch of people all clustered together stirring up the water, but we managed, with only a few touches to rock!

Once we were done with our adventure, they served us lunch in one of the huts there. I couldn't stand the thought of sitting for another 2 - 3 hours in my wet swimming suit, so Brandon & I changed clothes before eating. Lunch was yummy - grilled steak strips, rice, tortillas and beans, Sprite! Then we loaded up in our van, and left, not realizing that we had left Brandon's new Skechers shoes on top of our locker. They're long gone by now. *sigh*

When we got back to the hotel, we headed to our room for a quick check-in with Wayne & LaRean, and then on to a nap. When we got to our room, we saw that our housekeeper had seen our new turtle that we bought in Playa, and made a turtle out of one of our towels! It was pretty cool! Just goes to show that it really does pay to tip! We woke up in time to get ready for dinner - this time at El Ranchito (which means the ranch.) You can imagine what they had for dinner here - salad, beef broth, and a type of steak. SO good, and SO much better than the previous nights' liver.

As we left dinner, we noticed that they had a mini-market set up in the plaza area of the hotel. Everything from jewelry, clothing, paintings, hats . . . So, we wandered. We stood and watched one guy paint for about 30 minutes. He was using spray paints, and his paintings were incredible. I don't even know to describe how he was painting, but it was cool!

We thought about getting one of the paintings, and then remembered the hotel's jewelry store. Brandon & I went in and asked about their rings. The woman there started pulling out rings for us to look at. Unfortunately, they didn't have the one that I had fallen in love with at Playa del Carment (and I don't even have a picture of that one), but I didn't find one that I did like. We ended up getting that one, and I'm happy we did. It's still a little big for my ring finger, but as the summer wears on (if it ever stops raining), I imagine that I'll start to swell up more and it'll fit. If not, it's easy to get it sized-down.

After our wanderings, we headed back to our rooms. We had decided to call the boys again that night since internet access was really expensive, and we weren't able to keep in touch with them. So, we called, and talked with Scott for a minute (he was not talkative at all), then with B. B asked Brandon, "Dad, did you get me a . . . well what you said you'd get me?" (A souvenir.) Brandon answered that we had, then B asked, "Well, what is it?" Of course, we had to tell him it was a surprise, to which he responded, "Well, is it a little toy horse?" (No idea where that came from!!)

After we laughed with B for a bit, we got Gavin on the phone. Apparantely, he had wanted to talk to us alone, but B was still on the phone, so he broke down, sobbing. "I wa-a-a-ant-t-t mm-y-y-y-y m-o-o-o-m-m-m-m." He was just sobbing for all he was worth, so of course, I had to cry, too. I missed him so much (even though he's so super-energetic that I can't keep up with him some days.) We told him we loved him, then hung up. I cried for a bit, missing my boys. (Apparantely, after we hung up, Scott stood next to Anne Marie, who was comforting Gavin, and said, "I don't know why I can't cry. I want to, but I can't." He's such a cute kid!)

Then, the hotel hosted a local group that puts on musicals. We thought it would be interesting, so we went and checked it out. They re-did Grease, sort of. They just did the major scenes, and sang the songs. Well, that's an overstatement. They lip-sinked (or tried to) the songs. "Danny" did pretty good. "Sandy" was awful. She was so concerned about doing her dance moves right, that more often than not she forgot to sing. Oh, and they were Mexicans, trying to lip-sink in English. Anyway, Brandon & I ended up leaving early.

After sitting through that painful rendition of Grease, Wayne, Brandon & I decided to head to the beach for a bit, while LaRean headed to bed. Brandon & I played in the water (no swimsuits, so just our feet and legs), got some pictures, and decided to come back first thing in the morning to watch the sunrise. It's still the coolest thing to me that we were swimming and playing in the Caribbean! There's almost nothing better in the world than listening to the sound of the waves on the shore, feeling the warm water on your feet, and enjoying the beauty that God made.

Friday's next! Hopefully sometime soon!

18+ week picture

This will have to count as my 18 week picture.

During our little mini-vacation this past week, I ran down to Amber's house and met her and Val for lunch. We let the kids run around like crazy (with only one getting hurt - how is Lincoln, Val?), and had a VERY delicious lunch of chicken salad sandwiches with plenty of fruit and veggies. Yummy!

I'll write more about our mini-vacation later, but for now, here's my 18+ week picture! I'm almost halfway there!

We're having a . . .

BABY!!! Well, of course, you all knew that! I had my ultrasound today, and everything looks great! The head is measuring perfectly, the femur, the tummy, the spine - it all looks great. The problem? The baby wouldn't move for ANYTHING!!! The tech. was bouncing the doppler up and down on my stomach (can we say ouch??), and the most the baby did was squirm a little and put one hand up in front of the face. So, no profile shots either.

But, we did find the gender, and the tech. can say it's a girl . . . at least until November when the baby is born, and then it's positively a boy! So, no girl for us this time. Braden & Gavin are off the wall with excitement, and Scott's a little disappointed. I asked him if he was sad that the baby was a boy, and he said, "Well, I'm a little disappointed, but we'll still have fun!" So cute!

Anyway, we're off on our mini-vacation, so I'll have to post u/s pictures when I get back! Thanks for the girl wishes, though! I guess we're just meant to have a houseful of boys!

Braden's moves

Just a clarification: B is really not violent like this movie portrays! He's just a little boy who has some super cool, superhero moves, with an incredible imagination to boot!

Enjoy the video! :)

School's out, school's out!!!

Well, almost! Only 4 1/2 more days until school is out for the boys. Only eleven days until my u/s where we found out the sex of the baby. Only two weeks until Brandon's completely done with school for this school year! And, in the middle of that, we all get to go down to Salt Lake because Brandon has a conference down there. The boys and I get to hang out at the hotel, swim, play at parks . . . Should be fun!! Yeah! Summer's (almost) here!

Awesome music video!!!

Playa del Carmen & liver

Okay, here we go with the next day of our Mexico adventures. Wednesday morning we slept in - again - and woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. A really loud ring. It was Wayne & LaRean asking if we were ready to go to breakfast. Um, no!! So, we got up, showered and dressed really quickly, and ran downstairs to meet them for breakfast - wet hair and all!

Ahh! Hurry and get ready!

Breakfast was DELICIOUS - they had an assortment of things from sausage and bacon, to pancakes, to breakfast rolls, cereal, omelets cooked with the fixin's you wanted, to some authentic Mexican breakfast "things." They also had at least a dozen juices - from the normal orange and apple juices (both with pulp and without), as well as pineapple juice, tangerine juice (YUM!!!), mango juice, pomegranite juice . . . They had a lot of things, but my fav. was the tangerine juice. Wow!

One of the things, though, that I didn't like was their hot chocolate. They made it with milk (very creamy milk, too), and I don't like h.c. with milk. It's too creamy and thick for me. Brandon also found some batido's - basically a "shake" with milk and banana (and I'm sure some other things. We make them here at home with ice cream, milk, and bananas. Sometimes we had strawberry flavoring.) Anyway, he's talked about batidos from his mission in Ecuador and how great they were, so it was fun to finally taste the real thing.

Various shots of the buffet where we ate breakfast every morning

Enjoying my batido

After that, we wandered to the lobby at the top of the stairs to decide what to do with our day on Thursday. Brandon & I wanted to go off and do something, but Wayne & LaRean were content to stay at the resort, get a massage, wander the beach, take a nap . . . As soon as we found a seat and sat down, Wayne wanted another pinada. (Keep in mind, we had just finished breakfast literally 5 minutes ago.) So, when a worker wandered over, Wayne asked for a "virgin pina colada." She nodded her head yes, and walked off to get it.

Another view of the resort

I was singing as we were walking and Brandon had to get a picture

This was the "roof" above the stairs. It was HUGE!

A few minutes later, she brought back his drink, but we knew at once that it was different. First, it was in a real glass. All the other times that we've asked for a pina colada without alcohol, they always give it to us in a plastic cup. I guess only those with alcohol get to feel special and get the real cups! :) Second, it had a slice of pineapple and a cherry garnishing the top of the glass.

So, LaRean and I decided to smell it, and boy was the smell of alcohol STRONG!! But, Brandon & Wayne couldn't smell anything, so Wayne proceeded to take a drink. "It doesn't taste any different to me," said Wayne. "I can't smell any alcohol, either." LaRean & I tried to convince the two men that there was, indeed, alcohol in the drink, but neither of them believed us. He drank a few more sips, but just to be on the safe side, he didn't drink anymore. What a good guy!

Wayne and his "virgin pina colada!"


What about doing this tomorrow?

Just to show you how much father and son are alike. (And, apparantely, the guy sitting behind Brandon. Maybe it's a "guy thing.")

After that, we went back to our rooms to do the usual getting ready stuff - brush teeth, apply makeup, dry and curl hair . . . Brandon perused the TV channels finally settling on CNN where they had breaking news about the pirate attack on an American ship. Kind of interesting, but (very selfish of me) it wasn't what I wanted to hear about. This was my vacation - I didn't want any gloom and doom.

Once we were ready, we headed back to the front of the resort to catch our bus into Playa del Carmen for our shopping excursion. There were only about four other people on the bus. Of course, being the teenager at heart that he is, Brandon wanted to sit in the very back of the bus. (He wouldn't make out with me, though! Hmm.)

But, we enjoyed our trip into the city very much. We saw some very American type stores - Sam's Club, Home Depot, Chevy, Sherwin Williams - and some very authentic Mexican types. One guy was riding along on a backwards tricycle pedaling his wares. It was very interesting to see. Oh, and there were people walking down the middle of the street selling newspapers to the commuters going past. I don't think I could have brought myself to do that line of work, but they seemed pretty good at it.

Our very empty bus

Workers making breakfast for the people that worked at the resort


Pedaling his wares on his backward tricycle

Once we got into Playa and got our bearings, we headed down to the beach to see about catching a ferry out to Cozumel. (We saw the ferry coming in, but could never find a place with ticket information. They had a "You Are Here" map, but no contact information for anything to do with the ferry. So, we decided to bag it, and just do some shopping instead.)

The ferry pulling into the dock - the water was INCREDIBLE and such a pretty blue color

Along the way, we wandered into a couple different stores, and at the very first one, a dress caught my eye. I turned to LaRean to show her the dress and how pretty it was, and the next thing I know, this dress is being shoved over my head. The lady of the store said, "Here. You try on. Hand made. Very pretty." And she literally took it off the maniquen and put it over my head. So, I guess I was trying on the dress. It was a VERY pretty dress, and you could tell that it was hand-stitched just by looking at it, but with my blossoming figure (all right, all right, it's more like my ever enlarging figure), there was no way I was going to pay $75 for a dress that I could only wear a few times the rest of my life.

The lady "helping" me try on the dress

Once we started the "real "shopping, I was SO glad to have Brandon there to help us bargain and understand the store owners. (I mean, I was glad to have him there anyway 'cause he's my hubby, and we had a week-long date with no kids, but to have his knowledge of Spanish and bargaining was wonderful.) Brandon went to put his sunglasses on that morning, and the snapped on him. In the middle of the ear piece. So, we were looking specifically for sunglasses. We found a store that sold some name brand ones - Ray-ban, Ralph Lauren, Polo - and Brandon & LaRean haggled with the store owner for a while. As they were arguing, I walked into the next store and looked at jewelry.

I'm a sucker for a pretty piece of jewelry - earrings, rings, necklaces . . . I found some BEAUTIFUL rings that were silver with amethyst, and blue/green opal in them. Gorgeous. The store owner was having fun watching Brandon debate with his next-door neighbor, so didn't notice me for a while, so I was able to browse in peace. He finally saw me, though, and then came over and tried to "sell" his wares.

I had found one that I was absolutely in love with, but the owner wasn't sure it would. I had told him I was pregnant, and he kept insisiting that I was going to "swell up big" (sure makes a girl feel good, huh?) and that a bigger size would be better. He insisted that he could make one a size bigger in a day and that I could pick it up tomorrow. *sigh* That wouldn't work because we weren't coming back. So, we decided to keep looking at jewelry stores to see if they had that same ring in the size I needed. As we were leaving, he offered the one that I wanted for $80. Still a little high, though.

Anyway, Brandon finally talked the sunglasses guy down to $10 each for his and LaRean's sunglasses. The guy was not pleased (so he seemed) and went on muttering about how he had to feed his family, too, and that selling glasses at $10 each wouldn't do that. As we left, LaRean asked, "Are you mad at us? Or are we friends?" He grinned and said, "We're friends!"

The rest of the trip was pretty much the same, although, we did find one store that had set prices. (SO nice after having to haggle for a while.) We went in and bought some souveniers for us and the boys, then went to find some lunch. We found a little bistro type place and ordered some ham and cheese quesadillas. They were really good! While we were waiting for our food, a guy came up to us and offered to make us some grasshoppers. Huh? He showed us how he was making grasshoppers out of leaves. It was really cool! Wayned ended up buying two of them and managed to get them home without them being ruined.

One of the many stores in Playa del Carmen

Waiting for lunch

The making of the grasshoppers


The finished products - Mama and Baby grasshopper

We still hadn't found me the ring I wanted at the price we wanted, and we had to start going back to catch our bus. So, we tried the first store again, hoping that he saw we had come back and he'd make a better deal. Still no go, though, so we headed back to our bus. As we stood there waiting, I asked Brandon to go back one more time and try to haggle with the guy. Brandon walked up to him to ask about the ring, and the guy said, "No! I give you the ring for $160!!" I think he was irritated at us that we wouldn't accept the ring for $80, so we ended up not getting the one that I really wanted.

Ring shopping

We headed back to the bus and found out why it was empy when we left this morning. Apparantely, they ferry a bunch of people throughout the day, so they only allow so many people on the bus each trip. That way, they can tell everyone to meet at a certain time and a certain place and not have to make six different trips to pick everybody up.

Once we got back to the hotel, we dropped off our purchases and freshened up for dinner. Tonight's dinner was at an international restaurant - La Fleur. *sigh* Shouldn't have done it. :) You had to make reservations for the restaurant of your choice the morning you wanted to eat there. And, you had to make it early, or it would fill up quickly. We had tried an authentic Mexican restaurant a few nights earlier, and it was pretty good. So, we thought we'd try the international. I was a little skeptical - I thought they might be serving something like frog legs and snails - something I'm not a fan of, even if they're not cooked and on my plate.

But, we got there, and had to order our food. Yikes. Most everything on there was a seafood dish, and I DON'T do seafood. So, I ordered a dish with a fried egg, and some liver. I thought I could at least eat the egg, and I decided that I'd at least try a (tiny) bite of the liver. BIG mistake!! The liver was sitting on top of the egg, so all of the flavor drained down into the egg. So, I couldn't even eat that. I did try a tiny bite of the liver, though, and regretted it in the middle of the night. (I sat by the toilet for 30 minutes thinking, "Okay, just throw up. No, don't throw up. Oh, just get it over with and throw up. No, I don't want to throw up. Ugh, I feel sick!")

Hmm - should I really try it?

My liver plate (all taken apart)

Uggh - did I really try this? Gross!


Brandon & Wayne had the seafood soup

Brandon opening one of the clams in his soup

Wayne trying an octopus (or a squid) tentacle

I don't remember the rest of the meal - who could after eating that? - but for entertainment that night, they had a couple of guys dressed up as Mayan warriors and they did a war dance with their tall drums. After that, we headed back to Wayne & LaRean's room to play some pinochle. I'm fairly new at pinochle, and Wayne & LaRean have been playing for a long time, but we won them that night. That's twice in a row that we've won. But, don't worry - we won't get over-confident!! It'll probably never happen again!

The Mayan Warriors

Kickin' back - playin' Pinochle

Hmm - what do we have?

A view of one of the many swimming pools at night

Happy Mother's Day!!

I just wanted to do a quick post and say Happy Mother's Day to all of you awesome women out there! Some of you are mothers, and some are not, but I appreciate you all! You've been a big influence in my life, and I appreciate all of you! Thanks so much, and have an AWESOME Mother's Day!

Xel-ha & Tulum slide show

Xel-ha & Tulum (very long)

So, on Tuesday in Mexico (yes, I'm finally updating!!!) we got up early, ate some breakfast, and then were herded onto a bus that was taking a bunch of people to Xel-ha (pronounced Shell-hah). Breakfast was included at Xel-ha, but if I don't eat for a long time, I start to get sick to my stomach. So, we decided to eat first, and we're SO glad we did.

When we got there, they gave us the rundown of where everything was, told us to be back at the bus at 2:15 (promptly) and let us go off on our own. Most of the group went off to breakfast, but we decided to hit the snorkeling first. It was AWESOME! We had pretty much the entire cove to ourselves. The water was, again, cold when you first got in, but our bodies adjusted very quickly, and it soon felt warm.

LaRean doesn't do water "sports" so she wandered around and took some awesome pictures of Xel-ha while Wayne, Brandon & I snorkled. Wayne was done after about an hour and went to walk the beach and the area with LaRean, but Brandon and I stayed in for a while longer. We saw a lot of cool fish - the Dory fish (from "Finding Nemo") being the most heavily populated. And, they were HUGE! Sadly, there weren't a ton of fish to swim around in (we found a better place to snorkel AFTER we were finished snorkling and were dressed), but it was still cool.

Separating the cove from the open ocean was a boardwalk that ran around the cove. As we got closer to it, was saw a HUGE dark mass underneath it. When we finally go there, we realized that they were fish. HUGE fish! I was seriously a bit concerned, but they never did cross under the boardwalk into the cove. In "Finding Nemo" toward the end where those fish get caught in the net, and Nemo saves them from being pulled out of the water - those were the type of fish we saw, only they were HUGE and LONG! It was kind of amazing to see these fish just hanging out here. I don't know if they were waiting for handouts from people above, or what, but it was neat.

As we snorkled, we gathered some shells from the bottom of the ocean to take home to the boys, and finally decided to be done. By this point, we were exhausted! It takes a lot of work to move against the current, and to flip our flippers and dive . . . But, it was SO neat!

When we got out, Brandon & Wayne decided just to stay in their swimsuits, but (you girls will know what I'm talking about), it just wasn't comfortable for me. I knew we wouldn't be getting back in the water, so I opted to get fully dressed. (I'm so glad I brought a full change of clothes with me.) By then, I was freezing because of my wet hair and the nice breeze coming off the ocean. My sister gave me a long sleeve shirt (very lightweight) before we left, and I'm so glad she did. That shirt was perfect, and kept me warm without overheating me, and also protected my already badly sunburned arms from getting more sunburned! Thanks so much, Anne Marie!

We ate lunch at Xel-ha, then wandered around for a bit. Brandon & I grabbed some bikes they had there (all-inclusive), and rode around for a bit before we had to go. Then, we started towards the entrance, but had to stop and watch the dolphins. We weren't really able to watch them when we came in because we had to keep up with our guide, so now was our chance. I REALLY wanted to swim with the dolphins, but the price was VERY prohibitive for us, so I had to be satisfied with just watching. Someday, though, I WILL swim with dolphins! Wanna join me, April?

We finally got back on the bus, but were so tired that we were dreading going to the Tulum ruins. As it turns out, we could have saved our money (and maybe swam with the dolphins) or gone home right then to take a nap. It was hot, dry, dusty, and frankly, kind of boring. Our guide on the bus spoke three languages (his native Spanish, English, and French), but his accent was still SO strong that it was very hard to understand him.

When we got off the bus and went to check our group in, apparantly there wasn't a guide for us. He got a guide for the Spanish speakers, and the went off, then one for the French speakers, and they went off, and then the English speakers sat around for a few minutes just waiting. Finally, our guide got impatient and didn't want to wait anymore, so he said that he'd be our tour guide. He spoke F O R E V E R at each of the ruins. And, he was hard to understand, and there were many times I just wanted to tell him to hush and let us explore by ourselves. But, that wasn't possible, so many times, LaRean and I found a nice, pointy rock to sit on for the ten minutes between stops when our guide was talking. He finally let us go off on our own to swim in the Caribbean, or just wander around the ruins, or go shopping at the markets they had there.

Brandon & I wandered a bit, while Wayne & LaRean went back to the bus. When we were finished, we were lucky enough to hit upon the "train" taking people back to the buses, and it was only $2. Totally worth it. I was dragging at this point, and not feeling well at all, so I was very grateful to get off my feet for a few minutes.

We got off at the marketplace, where Brandon bartered with a guy over an onyx chess set. The guy started out at $60, Brandon said no and we walked off, but he followed us and kept lowering the price. Brandon offered $25 for it, but the owner said, "NO!" Finally, though, we won. We got it for $25! And, it's beautiful!

We made a pit stop at a bathroom, where you had to get your toilet paper BEFORE going into the stall, and where there was a tip bucket on the sink. I didn't tip anything. I didn't have any money, and when I first went in, there was no toilet paper anywhere. The lady attendant just sat outside the bathroom staring off into space. She finally got some toilet paper in there, but didn't clean up anything. So, no tip for her.

We finally made it back to the bus, bought some water, then went back to Xel-ha to pick up the others who had stayed all day. Two guys apparantely found their own way home, and we had to sit there for 20 minutes waiting for them. The guide finally decided to go, but made us sign a paper saying that we had waited for the guys for the alotted 20 minutes. *sigh*

We finally got home, showered and rested for a bit, then went to get some dinner. Afterwards, we went and sat in the open air lobby and listened to the sax player. There were people up dancing again, and the mood was just infective. I jumped up and asked Brandon to dance just one dance with me. His response? "No. Are you kidding?" I begged and pleaded with him, but his response was still the same. *sigh* That HURT! So, needless to say, I was upset at him for the rest of the evening, but it still ended on a good note.

We got up to leave, when we noticed that there were some people milling around one of the bridges. Suddenly, they lit some batons on fire, and a group of people came and did some fire tricks. Twirling, dancing on the fire, lanterns . . . It was neat, but Brandon didn't have the camera, so we didn't get any pictures of that. After they were done, we went back to our rooms and fell into bed. Around 9:00! Brandon got up the next morning to walk down to the beach with his dad, but I stayed in bed until about 9:30, then got up to get some breakfast. It was so nice to sleep in without kids coming and jumping in bed with me!

There are WAY too many pictures to post on this post, so I'll do a slide show above it! :)

I need to update, I know!!

Sorry for the break in our vacation and the updates. I know I really need to update my blog. We've had a lot going on: B's birthday, our new "toy," the rest of our trip to Mexico . . . I've just been really tired, and my stomach hasn't felt well. I thought 12 weeks was the "magic" number for the nausea and the fatigue to stop. I'm loving jammies and lounge pants! :) But, at least I am pregnant, and when I can actually sit at the computer without falling asleep, or when Gavin doesn't want my attention, I WILL update. Promise!

We interrupt our vacation . . .

. . . for our first ultrasound! We went this morning to meet my new doctor, and to get an ultrasound. I've never had one this early (the earliest being in my 20th week), so it was kind of neat. The baby was squiggling all over and wouldn't lay still for very long, but the doctor was able to measure the babe and found out that according to the u/s, I'm actually 11 weeks 5 days along, instead of 10 weeks 4 days. So, she bumped my due date up to November 7th instead of the 14th.

There is only one baby in there, and baby has a heartrate of 162! For some reason this time, I've been more worried about miscarriage, too. I never worried with the other three - in fact, miscarriage never even crossed my mind. But, with this one, it has. So, I was very grateful to see that little heart going and to see baby moving around so actively!

However, this is all still kind of surreal for me. We've tried to get pregnant for so long, and when each month went by and I wasn't pregnant, I found that I cared less and less, to the point where I didn't want a baby. I think it was my coping mechanism. It was easier to admit that I didn't want one, than it was to admit that I couldn't get pregnant after three very easy, successful attempts previously. (Scott, B & Gavin!)

But, I'm excited, and looking forward to finding out the sex so that I can paint the baby's room. We'll have that appointment in another two months. And, get this: the ultrasound machines in the clinic where I'm going are 3D. So, I'll get some 3D pictures of my babe at my 20 week appointment! How cool! :)


Measuring from crown to rump - 11 weeks 5 days


Baby's heartrate is 162