life's been a little bit crazy lately...

{this is probably altogether way to much info. for most readers.} really...

really...

a lot!!

{rifle paper co., aren't they cute}

which many of you already know but for those of you who don't, and me to remember, and to thank all of those who have saved me.

the end of january i was just six weeks and sam was in california and i was sick so sick. i was sick in the morning with a mild reprieve in the afternoon and then sick again just in time to get the kids in bed. but hey at least you assume everything is going good when you want to throw-up all the time. sam got home on a friday. and the next day i felt awesome which at first i enjoyed and then it kinda freeked me out. { i must pause here for a brief moment to say that i have never before during my three previous pregnancies ever gone in for anything but a routine appointment, just saying.} so i called my wonderful ob who just happens to be one of my best friends sister-in-laws, on sunday no less. i had also been have some pains so she told me to come in and we would take a look. baby looked great so she sent me home with instructions to call if i had any bleeding. so of course on wednesday morning early i had a little. i called her again, at home at like 7:30 in the morning. she had me come in that same day and again baby looked good. again i was sent home with similar instructions. the weekend came and i felt horrible if i did much of anything especially bending i would get craps and feel totally crappy and i was bleeding a little again so by sunday after a weekend of sam doing everything and me laying on the couch i called again. so i went in on monday at 4:45. and came home with the news that i wasn't suppose to cook, clean, walk up the stairs much and avoid picking up my kids, and told i was to rest as much as possible. she told me i would have to get some help. when doing my third ultrasound within a week she found a small tare in my uterus. it didn't seem to be affecting the baby but it was causing me if i did pretty much anything at all, to cramp and bleed. i was told it had to just heal on it's own and the best way for that to happen was for me to rest a lot. i was just 8 weeks at this point. i went home feeling a little helpless i had no idea how i was going to not do all the things i couldn't do. we had planned a trip home for isaac's spring break in mid march so we could go home and tell everyone our news. but instead i called my mom that night. she answered and asked how i was, i told her i'd be alot better if she were here, quickly followed by no really i need you here, i'm pregnant and i'm not suppose to do anything and i need you. seconds later my wonderful mom was on her computer while we were on the phone looking for flights that would leave the next day, amazing. the next day my sweet friend brooke took beck and truman for most of the day. alyssa brought us over some pizza that night when she found out in the late afternoon. then thank heavens my mom showed up that evening and stayed for two weeks. i don't know what i would have done. beckam, truman, and i all got sick that first week my mom took care of everything. my house, my laundry, the kids, food, everything. just days before she was about to leave sam's boss came in to his office and asked him if he could go to chile next friday. he called me and i told him we needed to find someone else to come help or there was no way he could go. i had been in to the doctor again and she said i was healing but not healed and i needed to just rest still. my brother agreed to come for 10 days to take care of me while sam was gone and my wonderful ward set up dinners for us every other night while we was gone. my mom left on a wednesday and jeff arrived on friday. during that break again my friends took care of my kids for me (kim and alyssa). while jeff was here he was awesome. i was starting to feel a little better but wasn't much help at all. i tried to keep enough clothes clean so that my kids had something to wear to school and he did the rest. got the kids fed, dressed, to school, kept them entertained all day, put isaac and beck to sleep at night, and then he would clean my kitchen. he even made dinner a couple of the nights when they weren't brought in. he was amazing, i can't even put it into words how impressed i was. the meals were wonderful thank you thank you to everyone who brought them, and thanks to everyone who covered rs lessons for me during february and march. sam got home on march 6th, jeff left on march 8th on march 9th i went in for my next appointment and was finally told that both the baby and i were looking good. on the 10th we fly to slc. on the 21st we got home to real life again. i'm feeling better everyday and am just so glad for all the selfless people in my life who are always here for me and my family. you'll never know how much i appreciate it!