Watching My Own Surgery

I am excited to say that last week we welcomed Green Bean to our little family. He is wonderfully fantastic. So adorable and I just love the softness of baby skin. Babies are so precious.

The delivery was a scheduled c-section. So, we walked into the hospital at 6 am in the morning and had my little Green Bean by 7:30 am. So quick.

We went in, got me all hooked up to everything (I HATE IV's-they pull), and signed my life away with consent forms. Then another woman came in that was scheduled later, but was laboring really hard. My nurse didn't want me to have to wait until that evening to have my baby so she was really pushing that I go NOW. So, we rushed in before the other lady got all hooked up to everything.

I walked into the Operating Room. That was weird. I climbed up onto the table and then they finished hooking me to everything. Then Anesthesiologist asked me if I wanted to watch. I was surprised, last time I didn't have the option. (they didn't have a mirror) But this time I could watch everything. I definitely chose to watch. I got to see it ALL. The incision, the yanking and pulling, my Green Bean being pulled out, the tying of my tubes, and the stitching up of my belly. It was awesome. I would highly recommend watching. I also think that I didn't get motion sickness because I was watching this time. So much better. I'm so glad that I got to see it.

Anyone else every seen their delivery? Did you like it?

Wavering from the Relief Society Lesson Manual

The #1 reason the First Presidency advises teachers to teach from the Manual:


You get handouts (for a lesson on Eternal Marriage) that say things like this:


The Irresistible Woman

1. Sexual Fulfillment. She meets this need by becoming a terrific sexual partner. She studies her own sexual response to recognize and understand which brings out the best in her; then she shares this information with him, and together they learn to have a sexual relationship that both find repeatedly satisfying and enjoyable.

2. Recreational Companionship. She develops and interest in the recreational activities he enjoys most and tries to become proficient at them. If she finds she cannot enjoy them, she encourages him to consider other activities that they can enjoy together. She becomes his favorite recreational companion, and he associates her with his most enjoyable moments of relaxation.

3. Physical Attractiveness. She keeps herself physically fit with diet and exercise, and she wears her hair, makeup, and clothes in a way that he finds attractive and tasteful. he is attracted to her in private and proud o her in public.

4. Domestic Support. She creates a home that offers him a refuge from the stresses of life. She manages the household responsibilities in a way that encourages him to spend time at home enjoying his family.

5. Admiration. She understands and appreciates him more than anyone else. She reminds him of his value and achievements and helps him maintain self-confidence. She avoids criticizing him. She is proud of him, not out of duty, but from a profound respect for the man she chose to marry.


The Irresistible Man

1. Affection. He tells his wife that he loves her with words, cards, flowers, gifts, and common courtesies. He hugs and kisses her many times each day, creating an environment of affection that clearly and repeatedly expresses his love or her.

2. Conversation. He sets aside time every day to talk to her. They may talk about events in their lives, their children, their feelings or their plans. But whatever the topic, she enjoys the conversation because it is never judgmental, always informative and constructive. She talks to him as much as she would like, and responds with interest. He is never too busy to just talk.

3. Honesty and Openness. He tells her everything about himself, leaving nothing out that might later surprise her. He describes his positive and negative feelings, events of his past, his daily schedule, and his plans for the future. He never leaves her with a false impression and is truthful about his thoughts, feelings intentions and behavior.

4. Financial Support. He assumes the responsibility to house, feed, and clothe the family. If his income is insufficient to provide essential support, he resolves the problem by upgrading his skills to increase his salary. He does not work long hours, keeping himself from his wife and family, but is able to provide necessary support by working a forty to forty-five hour week. while he encourages his wife to pursue a career, he does not depend on her salary for family living.

5. Family Commitment. he commits sufficient time and energy to the moral and educational development of the children. He reads to them, engages in sports with them, takes them on frequent outings. He reads books and attends lectures with his wife on the subject of child development so that they will do a good job training the children. He and she discuss training methods and objectives until they agree. He does not proceed with any plan of training discipline without her approval. He recognizes that his care of the children is critically important to her.


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For the record, this handout is in NO WAY supported by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It did NOT come from any source to be found as doctrine.

This was NOT my wards Relief Society Lesson. I was technically not there to actually hear this lesson, but I'm kind of sad I missed it. I can only imagine the discussion in class, not to mention the looks on the sisters faces. I heard all about it afterwards. I couldn't believe the handout. I laughed and couldn't resist the urge to share.

We had a great discussion while making Sunday Dinner about it. I mean, who wouldn't? Just a reminder of why we stick to the lesson manual at church.

Going Green Confessions

I'm all about going green. I would rather pay my bills online. I would rather get all my coupons online. I obviously like to keep up with friends and family online. However, when it comes to shopping, I don't really like to do it online. My sweet Hubby thinks I'm a little funny because he would rather do it online.

I want to go to the store, touch, feel, and smell what I'm buying. And then I want the instant gratification of bringing whatever I just spent money on home. I want it right now! (This is the brat in me) Then to add to it. I would rather spend hours looking at catalogs than staring at my computer screen.

So, here is my Going Green Confession. I get catalogs and LOVE them. I LOVE junk mail too. (my advertising Hubby thinks this is crazy too) I want to read the adds. See the specials and I want it in my hands. Not on my computer screen. It's just not the same joy when it's glowing at me.

I guess, if anyone knows of an easy, cheap way to recycle my catalogs here in Utah, that information would be greatly appreciated. Then maybe I won't feel too terrible about my obsession.

My Adorable Baby Shower

My wonderful friend put on a baby shower for me this past Saturday. I promised you pictures. Here are the treats:
She did Carmel Popcorn, Chocolate Popcorn with M&Ms, Cake Pops, a wonderful salad, Pretzel Pop things, and a Dum dum Flower(on the other side of the table).

So cute!

The table from when you walk in with the balloon decorations:


And our drinks. Water and soda Pop.
The theme was Phannie is about to POP! I'm so sad I didn't get a picture of the wreath on the front door. She had made it out of 360 balloons. So adorable. Sorry there are no pictures of people, but those pics are on my mothers camera. I'll have to get them another time.

Thanks for the fabulous shower.

Updates

Oh, it's been a very long week. Monday was a hospital night. I was there for 4 hours because I couldn't breath, had upper back pain, and a really bad headache. Long night with my Sweet Pea being very good while at the hospital. She wouldn't go back to sleep. Poor little one. But after a while, everything calmed down and I came home.

So, going into the hospital makes everything seem like it should be here already and almost painful that it hasn't arrived yet. Tuesday dragged on. Wednesday was my regular appointment. Everything looking okay. My blood pressure is a little high, but still in okay territory. It will be nice when I don't have moments of my heart all-of-a-sudden racing.

Thursday was just that, Thursday. Friday I was at my parents house and got to at least get out of my own cave. It was nice that night to see family that I hadn't seen for a long time. BBQ's are always fantastic right?

Saturday was fantastic. One of my fantabulous friends put on a baby shower for me. She is amazing. She had everything just perfect. All decorated and lovely. (I will be posting pictures later. I haven't downloaded them yet) It was beautiful. Thanks so much.

Sunday was a blissfully relaxing day. Who doesn't like to just sit and read Harry Potter with the Hubby all afternoon? I mean, really? I can't wait until he is home for Paternity Leave and we get to finish the whole series together. We're almost done and it doesn't even matter that we've each read it 3 other times. WE LOVE IT!

It's a new week. Maybe there will be some action this week? If not, hopefully I can get everything ready for next weeks scheduled delivery. 10 days. It's feeling pretty wonderful to see the end of the tunnel.

Brick Oven Pizza: Allergy Disappointment

This past weekend we were in Provo. I have been craving their toasted bread for weeks now and thought that since we were down there we should go. So, we headed with our large group of family and friends down to the usually enjoyable restaurant.

When we got there I thought, to speed up the ordering process, I would ask for their allergy list/menu. They weren't very nice about my asking, like it was putting them out or something. They do NOT have an allergy list. I was shocked. I thought that it was law that everywhere had to have one. (maybe I'm wrong) I mean, Wendy's has one.

So, I was shocked and apparently looked it because they had their manager come over. (Like I was causing a disturbance or something) I had him check their chicken fingers for milk. He was also very put out that he had to go check. He told me they don't batter the chicken themselves. Like that would make a difference. I still wanted him to check the ingredients. He was not very nice OR helpful so I just waited to ask the waitress to check on the pasta ingredients.

She was very nice, and checked immediately. Not one of the pastas can be digested by someone allergic to dairy. Which means there was nothing on the menu I could order for my little Sweet Pea. They are the FIRST restaurant I have been to in a year that has not had ONE thing for my Sweet Pea to eat. NOT ONE! I couldn't believe it.

Their solution was that she is so little they don't usually charge if someone goes to the salad bar and gives the little one something they can eat from there. Now really, have you ever seen a salad bar? I eat from them, but they are not exactly mix free. How many times have you seen someone or yourself drop food from one of the bowls into another. I can't just give someone with a food allergy something from a contaminated space. Not to mention this salad bar was NOT well kept that night. One of the worst I've seen in a long time.

So, even though I really like Brick Oven to eat myself, I will probably never be able to go back. It's too much work to pack dinner for half my family just so that I can eat out.

Good bye Brick Oven.

Oh the Pain!

No one ever talks about how much MORE pain it is to have another kid. And apparently it gets worse the more you have. Who Knew?! No wanted to share that piece of information. This surprises me because when pregnant, especially the first time, everyone wants to tell you the most horrific labor and delivery stories. (I think there is a competition for the worst one) But no-one wants to tell you about the pain your body goes through before Labor and Delivery. Just the everyday life that becomes painful life. Yuck.

This little Green Bean is killing me. He is seriously a pain in the back, my right hip, my pelvis, and my abdomen ALL over. AND OH the nausea! Last night I couldn't move and all I wanted to do was throw up. I felt horrible.

So, in case no one told you that the pains get worse the more children you have, I am here to tell you. THEY DO! Be prepared.