The Angry Hunter

I'm a little worried about my Zoe!
Ok, I'll start at the beginning .... since she was born she seems to interact with something (things) not of this world. Through the baby monitor I would hear her talking to someone at night. Sometimes she would wake up screaming and I would have to go hold her until she calmed down and went back to sleep. There were times she would point at the corner and cry hard. One night remember she started to fuss, I was going to get up and I heard a man clear his throat threw the baby monitor. I thought, "Matt got up". I rolled over and Matt was in bed with me! My first thought was "someone is in her room"! I jumped out of bed without thinking to wake Matt, ran into her room and there was nothing. She was freaking out. Then suddenly everything stopped.
When I was about 7 months pregnant with Patrick we painted the other room and moved Zoe to her new room. She really didn't say anything bad about the move. She loved her room was purple, she loved her big girl bed, she was excited about it.
Not long after she started saying she was afraid. She would cry at bed time and not want to be alone in her room. One night I sat on her floor and asked her to tell me everything. She talked about a man who comes into her room at night. I asked what was his name, she replied "I call him the Angry Hunter" . I asked why, she shrugged her shoulders and said "I don't know." She told me that he stood by the window and never talked to her. I told her the next time he came into her room to tell him to leave, she told me she had and he won't! All I could do is sit there and listen. I asked her what else. She said he sometimes stands on her chest. Now, I know sometimes being around spirits can literally take your breath away and have a heavy feeling on your chest. I told Matt we had to do something! We hung a rosary @over her bed, a cross in both their rooms, a cross over our front door, and a crucifix next to the back door. And every night we prayed together. Then, it stopped.
December 23 about 5 am, Zoe walked into our room. Zoe has never ever left her room at night! It scared me that she was so afraid she came into our room. I asked her what happen, she didn't want to answer me. She was not crying but sounded like she was going to. We let her stay in our bed for the next two hours. That day was fine.
December 24 about 3 am. Zoe came into our room. Now I'm afraid! I sat with her on the bed and she was crying. I begged her to tell me what was going on. She said no. So Matt and I walked her back to her bed. We tucked her in and prayed with her. She was good and fell right to sleep. I sat up in my bed and prayed for Him to watch over my kids. She slept threw the night and the next few nights have been fine.
I don't know what to do, I mean really what can I do.
Last summer I met with a psychic. All I said was, "my daughter has been having a problem." He looked at me and immediately responded, "yes, it's a man connected to your property. He stands in her room, he doesn't talk to her and that bothers her. He also won't leave when she tells him to." I could breath! He said exactly what she had told me. He told me not to worry that he was not bad and he would not hurt her. He likes that she can see him.
But now with her feeling she needed to leave her room, I'm scared for her! She only 3, she shouldn't have to do this so young.
I hate not knowing when he will show up. I hate not being able to see what she sees. I hate she is afraid and I can't help her.
Patrick has never had a problem, that we know of. As for Matt and I, well that's stories for another day.

December 21

Nine years ago yesterday I got a phone call that changed my life... Nine years ago today I met my best friend, my rock, the father of my children, my husband.
Matt worked with my brother. We both had gotten out of a really bad relationship and were a little afraid of getting hurt. We talked forever. We had never met before, so we decided on a double blind date. I took my friend Bequi and he brought Josh and Fris. The five of us went to the movies and saw "Behind Enemy Lines". (Good movie by the way) Then we were going to go bowling but couldn't get a lane. We decided on pool instead. Matt got me home almost an hour before curfew. He said, "if I don't respect your parents, how can you trust me to respect you?" I almost died! He had said stuff like that all night, opening all the doors for me (even his truck door). He was amazing! At one point I realized his cell phone was ringing off the hook. I finally turned to him and said "you can answer that." He put his cell in the cubby between the seats, smiled at me and said "I'm busy." Who was this guy? Where did he come from? This is stuff from the movies! He complete swept me off my feet that first night nine years ago! Still to this day he does stuff that makes my heart flutter! I'm one of the lucky ones!
12/21/01 will be a day I never forget!!!

Patrick: 18 months and counting!

My baby is one and a half years old! It's crazy how time flies like that! It just seems like last month I had had him. So I wanted to document some of the things he says and does.

I usually wake up to him calling me from his crib. "Mom, mommy, momma, I hungry!" He always smiles as I open his door. I take his Binky and he gives me a kiss. I get him out and he will either run to Zoe's room or my room to see his dad.
He loves poptarts and dry cereal. He loves candy and, well, anything sweet! Haha! He drinks. His milk and juice but once in a while I'll let him drink some soda. He likes pepsi. One day I gave him rootbeer, haha, he drank it and made a face. He tells me, "yuck! That's gross!" And he would not drink anymore!
Some words and phrases he says.....
Mom, dad, oe, NO (his favorite) get down, don't you do that, that's right, I love you, I want, ba-ba (his cup), binky, hungry, bit (he still says be-da), fry-fry, blanky, nigh-nigh (night-night that's what he calls is blanket), what?, please, thank you, hi, bye, Jessi, nana, miha (mariah), flint, doggy, kitty, key-key (Jessi's dog's name), bath.
He always makes us laugh! He is such a joy and a pain. He climbs on EVERYTHING! Haha! He falls off of EVERYTHING!
When it's time for his bath all I have to do is say "bath" and we are racing up the stairs to the bathroom. He loves to play in the water but he hates getting washed. He took his first shower with me on Thanksgiving and he hated it! He hates water falling on him (shower, sprinklers, rain and snow).
He hates his diapor changed. We have to run him down and hold him down just to change it.
When he is tired and just ready to go to bed he gathers his 3 b's (blanket, ba-ba, and binkey) he tries to climb into his crib! Last night he was standing at his crib and yells, "come mom!" Haha! When he can't find one of his b's he calles it like it will answer or come out of hiding. He goes right to bed with no fight.
I could not have asked for a greater son!

It's December!

Finally!!!

I'm so done with November! Thank goodness it's over. The last half was not as bad as the first. But still..... it's over! Don't get me wrong I love Thanksgiving and spending time with my family and friends!

I finally got the hang of sleeping alone. It took a couple of nights but I finally can sleep through the night with taking a sleep aid. I am so thankful for that, I hated taking those things. The roughest night is always Sunday night.

On the 24 my long time friend Nikki Dalton came over and we made home made pumpkin pies for thanksgiving. I made 4 and she made 2. I had made 2 and she had made 2 then I decided I should stop and make dinner. Good thing I did because just as I put my last 2 pies in the oven our power went out! We ate dinner by candle. It was out about an hour and I was able to cook my pies, which turned out great! She's so much fun to hang out with. She brought a framed picture of her first ultrasound photo. Yes! She's pregnant to all of you that know her!! I'm so excited for her!

On Thanksgiving I was suppost to make 2 center peices for my Mother's tables. One, we were going to carve a pumpkin to look like a turkey but we left it outside and it was frozen! The other, I was making a turkey out of painted styrofoam balls. It didn't turn out so good. So I texted her and told her I was sorry. I felt bad, so with only 15 min before we had to leave the house I got a great idea from scraps of fabric we had.




I don't want to brag but I think it turned out pretty good for just throwing it together.

After my mom's we went to Matt's mom's house and ate a good dinner there too. After a long day we went home and to bed!

What a Month! (so far!)

Holy Cow!! Can this month be over already? Today it is only half way there and I'm ready for December!!

OK, let me start at the beginning....

On Monday the 1st;
I wake up not feeling that good. I start to think I might take the day off of work. Soon after getting going for the day I get a text from my boss that my co-worker had been arrested over the weekend for stealing a truck, recking it into someones garage and he was drunk! Oh, Sammy was only 18! So, I knew I had to go into work since there was only 3 of us and now one is in jail. She also tells me that my cousin (who had applied to work there) needed to start that day to cover for Sam. I give her a text to tell her she will start and give her the info and that I would take her home after work. The rest of the day goes pretty good, even though I still didn't feel to well.

Wednesday the 3rd;
I get word that they hired a new guy to take Sammy's spot and my cousin seems to not take it too well. She was hired to work one hour a day for four days a week and since she was covering for Sammy she had been working 3.5 hours a day. So with the new guy starting she would go back to one hour. We texted for a little while and she decided she would keep working.

Thursday the 4Th;
She did a no call no show! Now, you have to understand.... there were only three of us working there and the work load is crazy. My boss didn't even really want to hire her but I went in and talked to her and told my boss that she could really use the money from this job. My boss agreed to hire her and give her a shot. Then, she did this! I texted her like crazy and no word, my boss tried and nothing. Then later that night she hits me up on facebook about why she did that and blah blah blah.

Friday the 5Th;
I have to go in and train the new guy, which sucks since I don't work Fridays. I tell my cousin to call and talk to the boss, which she doesn't do. It upset me so much because I put myself out there to my boss over her and she just didn't care. So, I don't know if they called it as she quit or if they fired her.

Saturday the 6Th;
The weekend goes pretty well. Matt and I went to one of my cousin's birthday party at a bar with some of our friends and had a blast. Matt and i don't really get to drink together since one of us a usually a DD. My mother in law drove us home to Tooele at the end of the night, which was awesome!

Sunday the 7Th;
I was sick all day! :-) That night Matt started his night shift. I didn't sleep all night, it was awful.

Monday the 8Th;
Matt got home a little after the kids got up. It was so hard to get going on no sleep, but I knew I had to.

Tuesday the 9Th;
No sleep!

Wednesday the 10Th;
No sleep! I could take it anymore! I was completely exhausted!!! I got up when Matt got home got dressed and Matt had made the comment that he thought my sister should watch the kids that day while I went to work. I don't know why but I flipped out. I got the kids ready and left the house early. I cried the whole drive to my mom's. I cried the whole time I was at my mom's. And I didn't even know why I was crying?! I remember sitting there crying and saying "why am I crying?" I couldn't go into work like that. I sent my boss a text and she told me that my co-worker (the new guy) had called in too. I fault stuck! But I knew I had to call in. She said it was OK and I loaded the kids and went back home. I cried the whole drive home. When I got home I woke up Matt and we sat and talked, it was great! He totally understood and helped my with the kids for the rest of the day. That night he helped me put the kids to bed and he gave me 2pm pills and told me to get some sleep that night.

Thursday the 11Th;
They worked!!!! I woke up feeling great! Thank God! I felt like I was having a mental break down! Thursday flew by.

Sunday the 14Th;
We had our family pictures done!! So excited for that one! It was my whole family, mom and dad, Jessica and her family, Jason and his family, and of coarse my little family. We went to Wheeler Farm. We hired a guy that does all of my friends the Romney's family photos. He was awesome! I can't wait to show everyone.

Monday the 15Th;
I think I am finally getting use to sleeping alone. I slept through the night, thank god! I'll have to wait and see how the rest of today goes. But so far, I feel great today. :-)

I hope this month turns around for me. It has been rough so far. P.S. I'm over the whole thing with my cousin, she's only 15 and I remember how it is when your that young.

Patrick's first hair cut

After Halloween we decided it was time for Patrick to get a hair cut. He has needed one for a while! I was having a hard time letting go of his baby curls. :-( Sad! So Sunday night we put him in his high chair, so we could stap him in, and cut his hair. He was ok at first he just didn't like when we got by his ears. Then I think he just got fed up with all of it and he started crying. It was so sad, all I could do is sing to him to try to get his mind on something else. It seemed to work for a minute or so but when I pulled out the camera it just made him mad again! He looks so different now! He looks so big!




I saved some of his curls.

Halloween 2010

This year for Halloween Matt and I decided we wanted to do a family costume, so we all matched. I thought the oompa loompa's off of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory would be easy to make and Matt could be Willy Wonka. Some where down the line my whole family thought we were all going to be oompa loompas and my brother in law wanted to be Willy Wonka. So last minute change, we had to think of something else for Matt to wear. Every year I get a magazine of costumes I can buy on line. Matt looked through it and decided Patrick and him could go as Mario and Luigi. I looked at the costumes and decided it would be easy to make. Friday morning I got up early, got the kids ready and went to the store (oh, Friday October 22). Thank goodness I don't work Fridays! I got home and every chance I had, between feeding, changing, napping the kids, I sewed our costumes. That night Matt went out with the guys in my family so I had the kids all day! So I worked into the night! Matt got home around 11 pm and brought me a monster drink. I finally called it quite at 2am and went to sleep. The kids woke me up at 7:30am so I went back to sewing. I finished everything around 2:45pm with 15 minutes to get ready to go to our neighbors for a pumpkin carving party. I can't lie, it was a lot of work but I had a blast doing it, plus we saved sooo much money from me making them instead of buying it. Then after we changed our minds on Matt's costume, my family didn't go as oompa loompas or Willy wonka. Oh well. I have to say I was really proud of myself! I also made my mom's (she was an oompa loompa also) and she won best costume at our family party. That's two years in a row that the costume I designed and make won best costume! I love Matt and Patrick's hats, people thought I bought them, nope I make them!

SUPER FUN SUPER ZOE DAY!!!

Lately Zoe has been having a little trouble with having accidents. You know it is with kids, they get to playing and just does not want to stop to go to the bathroom. She has not been full out peeing her pants, it's just been leaking. Anyway, we tried marbles in the jar, we tried spanking, we tried giving away a toy. So I thought about rewarding her big time! And so far it has worked. We came up with the idea that if she can earn 7 star stickers in a row we would do something big for her and she got to choose. (Stickers worked really good when we potty trained her.) We bought a little calender to hang in her room and some star stickers. Before bed every night we sit down with her and talk to her about her day. If she had an accident we put an "X" across the day and talk to her about the fun day has to wait now. If she did good that day she gets a sticker of her chose and she gets to put it on the day. To get her excited about her day we came up with the name, "SUPER FUN SUPER ZOE DAY". When Zoe is super she gets a super fun day! She loves it! Last week she got her 7 sickers in a row so we sat her down and let her choose what she wanted to do for her fun day. She decided she wanted to go swimming, so we did. We had my mom babysit Patrick for us so she would have us to herself. She had so much fun. We went to the West Valley Fittness Center and after we took her for icecream at Artice Circle (that was our idea). The only sad thing was she kept saying she missed her brother, so next time I guess we are taking him with us. Lol!

Updates

I thought I would update everyone on how the kids have been and what they have been up to.

ZOE
Zoe has been in preschool since the beginning of September. She loves it! When I drop her off she is excited and can't wait to get into her class. And when I pick her up she is always singing her songs she learns and just plain excited! I love it! I hope she stays like this about school. She has always been the kind of kid that loved to learn even if it was learning a new song.
Last week we got a letter from her teacher that there was a case of head lice in her class, I freaked out! I don't know why, I know it is just a fact of being a kid and i know my kids are bound to be exposed to it. But I guess I was just being motherly and spazzed! But I am glad to say that after watching all weekend she did not catch them, this time.
One cute story I want to share about Zoe is; the the other day my mother took her and Patrick to pick our pumpkins. She gets back to my moms and tells her "ok, now we need a paper to print out a template of swipper (from Dora). Then we will trace it on my pumpkin and then I can cut it out." My mom said she said it so matter of factly. She could not believe she used the word template! Sometimes its crazy how big she is.

PATRICK
Patrick is getting sooo big! It blows my mind! He says stuff like "don't!" "no!" "don't you do that!" and "I'll spank your butt!" He also just says word like "mom" "dad" and "bottle". He makes up his own words also, like "be-da". I have no idea what he is trying to say but I do know it means he wants a bit of what ever you are eating or just to give him food!
He walks, runs and climbs on everything! He does not go one day without hitting his head on something! I don't even jump anymore because I am so used to it.
One story I want to share about Patrick is; we went camping for Labor Day this year. We went to Wellington, Utah. It was my whole family and some. My mother has a HUGE fifth wheel camper, I mean big! It has three huge stairs to climb in and out of (well, huge for me, lol!). So one of my cousin's kids fell off his scooter and no one was around him, everyone was in their trailers. There was a hand full of us in my moms trailer and saw him hit the ground. My brother jumped out of my moms trailer and ran to help. We were all looking out the window and didn't realize he left the door open. Patrick has started wanting to walk down the stairs instead of backing down them. Next thing I know my mother is asking where Patrick was and I run to the door, which was open. And found him at the bottom of the stairs on a cement ground! I freaked out! He was trying to cry but all the wind had been knocked out of him. His arm was bleeding from the stairs. But over all he was fine! I was completely thankful! I felt so bad for the rest of the day. After the shock wore off he was fine, playing, running, talking. Just fine! He still has a scare on his arm but I would rather that then a broken skull.

As for Matt and I. We are good. Matt will be starting a new job next week, which I do not look forward to. After his training period, which is two weeks, he will begin working nights! He will leave for work around 9:45 pm and wont be home until around 8 or 9 in the morning! I don't know what I will do without him. We don't sleep without each other, in the nine years we have been together I think only about four or five times have we slept apart. It is a good thing too though. He will get a pay raise, work with his brother again, and not work at his current job. I still work for Granite School District at West Kearns as a sweeper. Tons of drama with that, as always!

So I guess that's it for now.

Weird!

So the field behind our house has always had cows come and go. I think it is their stopping point to the slaughter house (sad, I know!). They are only there for a few weeks at a time through out the spring to fall. We had cows back there up until Wednesday of this week.

Yesterday our room got pretty hot so I opened our two windows ( one in the front, one in the back). We get a really good wind flow through our room when we do that. Last night they were still open while we laid in bed. We both heard a cow moo in the back and I thought "weird!" I told Matt that there was no cows back there anymore. He thought maybe they got a new herd last night. Well, maybe they did. We closed the window and went to bed.
This morning I got up before the sun and started my day. When the sun came up I let the dog out and noticed no cows. I went up to our master bathroom and looked out the window (to see the whole field). NO COWS! What did we hear last night?
I'm a little weirded out today!

Halloween 09

We had a great Halloween last year! I decided I wanted to make the kids' costumes when I saw a cute idea in a costume magazine. I made Zoe Little Bo Peep and Patrick was her Sheep. It only took me a few days to make them and they didn't cost that much either. I love crafts so this was cake work for me.

I also made my brother Brobee for Halloween. It was kind of hard with no pattern but I made it work and it looked awesome! At our cousin's party he won the poll for best costume so he gave me $20 of it to say thanks.

Because I had spent so much time on everyone else's costumes, Matt and I had nothing to wear. So Matt took an old white sheet and cut some holes and went as the classic ghost. I wore a low cut shirt (not hard to come by in my closet, lol!) and stuffed my bra with spices.... a spice rack! lol! It was fun.

ER

My kids have been suffering from their allergies for about a week. So, Monday I was giving Patrick some triaminic cough syrup. I didn't think twice when I left the room to give it to him and left it open by the bathroom sink. I walk back in to catch Zoe drinking it from the bottle! I took it from her and tried to figure out how much she had drank. When I realized it was a lot, I grabbed my phone and called her doctors office. They told me to take her straight to the ER. They also gave me the number to poison control for later uses. I grabbed both kids, both very upset because I was, called Matt and my sister (the babysitter) and told them I was taking Zoe to the ER. My awesome sister called my boss for me! Thank goodness because I was a mess!
So we get there and I was in the right state of mind that I grabbed the bottle of medicine. They took us right back and took Zoe's temp and vitals. They were more worried about me then her! LOL! I was freaked out because I know some kids have died from od's of things like that. It was a pm so it has stuff to help them sleep!
Matt met us there. The doctor checked her out and looked over the bottle of syrup. He figured she drank a fourth of the bottle and 6 times the normal dose! Thank God there is nothing dangerous in tryaminic! They just told us to keep an eye on her and if anything else happens to bring her back. I also needed to stay home with her for the next few days. She slept it off. She woke up in such a good mood.
I have to say, I learned a huge lesson! This could have turned out so much worse! It really freaked me out! I will return to work tomorrow. And she has returned to her normal self.

The Rainbow Bridge

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven lies the Rainbow Bridge.

When a beloved pet dies, it goes to the Rainbow Bridge. It makes friends with other animals and frolics over rolling hills and peaceful, lush meadows of green.

Our pets do not thirst or hunger. The old and sick are made young once more; the maimed and ill become healed and strong. They are as healthy and playful as we remember them in days gone by.

Though happy and content, they still miss someone very special, someone they had to leave behind.

Together, the animals chase and play, but the day comes when a pet will suddenly stop and look into the distance... bright eyes intent, eager body quivering. Suddenly recognizing you, your pet bounds quickly across the green fields and into your embrace. You celebrate in joyous reunion. You will never again separate. Happy tears and kisses are warm and plenty; your hands caress the face you missed. You look once more into the loving eyes of your pet and you know you never really parted. You realize that though out of sight, your love had been remembered.

And now, you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...

M. A. Preston

OK

So after a really bad few days, I am starting to pull out of the dark. It's so weird not having him around. I'm so thankful for all the suport that my friends and family has given me. He was like our first born, he was our son. One thing that I think about now is that I KNOW he is in a way better place where he doesn't hurt anymore. He is running and jumpping in an open field under a hot summer sun. And I know I will see him again!
Yesterday when we were all leaving the house (after I blogged) Zoe looked around and said "Amigo is gone!?" It was sad. She knew he was no longer there but it seemed to kick in when she saw his cenal was no longer in the front room. It's so hard to try to explain death to a child. They just don't understand. I'm doing a lot better though. I have stopped crying over every little thing.
We couldn't bring ourselfs to leave him at the vets, and I'm glad we brought him home because now I know where he is. I know this might sound weird to some people, but if you have ever loved someone or something so much you will understand.

Amigo

As all of you know from facebook, we had to put our dog Amigo to sleep yesterday. He will be missed a lot!
We received Amigo right after we got married, he was about 6 weeks old. He was so small, just a little bigger than a hair brush. We raised him, and potty trained him. I remember his cenal next to the bed at night and having to get up in the middle of the night so he could pee. He had this little bunny that he slept with so he wouldn't cry. It was one of those bunnies Artice Circle gives away at Easter time. It was the same size as him! He was in love with Matt, when ever Matt left the house he would stand at the door and cry forever. Amigo kind of dated the dog across the street, her name is Bell. Around Christmas 08 they ended up hooking up! The week of Valentines Day she had a litter of four puppies. We ended up bringing one home. We named him Flint. He just turned one.
A few weeks ago Amigo was crying a lot when ever he moved. So Matt took him to the vet. They said he pulled something in his neck, they gave him some soft food and some pills for pain. It seemed like he was turning around and doing a lot better. He went to his follow up visit and was fine. Then last week some time he did it again. When we came home on Easter Day he was walking funny. The next morning he wouldn't come out of his cenal. So Matt asked me to work with to go outside to go potty. I finally got him out but he was walking like he was drunk, he kept falling over even while he was peeing. I called Matt at work and we talked about it. We decided to take him to the vet again that night. When he called the vet he told them that he thought we needed to put him down. So when we got there they charged us for euthanasta (spelling?). We go in the back and ask the vet to look him over one last time. She said she still thought it was in his neck..... now I didn't go to school and I'm not a doctor, but there is no way she could convinse me that there was nothing wrong with is spine or brain. The exercies they had him do looked like he had a stock. It was the right side of his body that didn't want to work. We asked what we could and she said she could different drugs on him but there was no saying if anything would take the edge off for him or if they would do anything at all for him. Matt and I looked at eachother and knew. We decided to let him go.
We held him while they tried to get a vain, it took forever because he hadn't ate or drank at all yesterday. They poked him like five times. At one point they thought they had a vain and put the medicine in but the vain burst and he had a pocket of fluid under the skin. We asked if that would make his death long and they said no it just relaxed him. Which it did. When they finally got the vain it was fast. He was in my arms and it was so peaceful. They cleaned up and ledt us alone with him for as long as we needed. Matt held him for, it seems like half an hour. We did some paw prints with an ink pad because Matt wants to get a tat. Then we put him back in his cenal and went home. Matt covered it with a blanket and put him in the front room. We didn't have the heart to put him in the garage or leave him in the car.
This morning Matt got up and dug a hole in our back yard by our shed. I decided to put him in a pillow sham that we never have used. It was silky and soft. We took his coller off, so we can frame it, put him in the sham and Matt laid him to rest.
He will always be remembered! He will always be loved! Our house will never be the same!
I find myself calling Flint Amigo. It is going to take some getting use to. Zoe doesn't under stand. She is too young. When Matt talked to her, he told her Amigo was going to go to heaven. She said to him, "but he is not Jesus' dog!" Then when I talked to her yesterday I told her Amigo would not be coming home from the doctors. She did not want us to take him to the vets. This has been one of the hardest things I have had to go through. One thing that is super hard for me, is to see my husband, who is my rock, so upset! Every time he cries it makes me cry.
All will pass, with time we will recover.

Vegas

Sorry it's been so long. I've been trying to find time to put some pictures on this story but.... I never have time! So.....

In October we took a road trip to Las Vegas! It was Matt and I, my close friend Hannah and her boyfriend Adam, and our close friend Nikki. We've been friends since high school and still hang out. It was great. We left on Thursday October 1st after everyone got off of work, drove through the night and got there around 1 am. Hannah's collage friend bought a house down there so we were lucky enough to have a place to stay for free. We slept there that night and started our Vegas trip in the morning. Matt and I had never been there before so we were super excited to experience it, especially with my close friends.

Friday we stayed at a hotel on the strip. I forgot the name but was the one that looks like a big castle. We all pitched in on the room. Then went to lunch. On our way through the lobby Matt and I was stopped by a man that worked at the hotel and said " I want to hook you guys up with tickets to anything you guys want." I thought it was cool. Turns out they signed us up for a time share meeting and we had to go meet up with all the other suckers and they took us on a bus to a new hotel like ten miles from the strip. We were there for like four hours! They would not take no for an answer! It was HELL! So pretty much all of Friday was spent at that timeshare. But they gave us tickets to go see the sharks, for all five of us.

That night we got way drunk and went to a club in the next hotel. It was fun. I remember there was a moving walk way and on our way back to our room I was jumping on and off of it. It was going the other way that we were walking so I would run ahead of everyone jump over the wall and ride it back up to everyone. Then jump over the wall again to walk with my friends. I remember people looking at me like I was crazy, but I made my friends laugh. I had bruises everywhere the next day. :)

Friday we checked out of the hotel and went back to our friend's house. Friday was our exploring day. We went and saw the sharks. We went to the M&M factory. Matt, Nikki and I went to the top of the Iflar Tower (not sure how you spell it). We saw the water show outside the Bologeo (again spelling?) And we ran down the strip to catch the pirate show, but of course they canceled it. Then Nikki and I caught "THE THUNDER FROM DOWN UNDER". WOW, WOW, WOW! That's all I can say about that. I have pictures too! That ended our night.

Sunday we got up and left. Made to forever drive back to Salt Lake where we dropped Hannah and Adam off and picked up our kids and our car. It was the first time we ever went any where with out them. It was so nice being home with our family!

And so on....

So yesterday I talked about Patrick's birthday. So, today I'll just move on up.

When I was released from the hospital it was a Thursday. Matt had to work on Friday so my mom decided that Zoe, Patrick, and I should spend the night at her house and she could take care of us until Matt got off of work the next day. It was awesome! I still was having a little trouble walking, (a mother's love is so deep) my mom waited on me hand and foot. She even let me sleep through the night and took care of Patrick for me. I was having a bad case of the baby blues for some reason and cried for most of the night but it was all good.

For the whole summer I came to West Valley with Matt in the morning and I stayed with my sister while Matt was at work. I love spending time with my family. It was sad when the summer ended and my nieces and nephew had to go back to school. I remember the last day we would spend together. All summer long they had kept the play pen up in my niece's room (she's ten) and that last day we had to take it down and she cried :`( . So sad.

But not to long after school had started, my sister told me the school she worked at was hiring for a sweeper. I would only have to work three hours a night and it was cake work. So she told the custodian that I wanted the job. She called me on Friday and I started the next week. So now I am in West Valley everyday again. And my sister watches the kids while at work so they are with their cousins everyday.

My job is SOOO easy! Everyday I get there when school gets out. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday I vacuum the class rooms in my halls. Take the trash that is in the hall garbage cans and sweep my halls. On Wednesday I take out the trash, sweep the halls, get all the black marks off of the tile and mop. That's it. They pay me for three hours of work, but I usually get done in an hour and a half to two hours. Love it!

I will keep going later. Next is our Vegas trip! Stay tuned!

I'm Back!

It's been so long since the last time I have written any thing I wasn't sure if I should keep on writing. But after reading all of my friend's blogs and realizing that that is the only way some of my friends and I really know what's going on in our lives. So I'M BACK!

I don't even know where to start!

OK. Patrick was born June 1, 2009 at 7:57 am. At St. Mark's Hosp. by scheduled c-section. He weighed 7lbs 10Oz's and was 20inches. It was an incredible moment in our lives! We had no idea (well, a little idea) that he was a boy. When he was born no one would tell me if he was a boy or a girl, they wanted Matt to stand up and look and have him tell me. Well, he did but the Anestaeoligest person is the one who told me he was a boy. I started to cry! They brought him to me as soon as they cut the cord and the very first thing the popped in my mind was the he looked just like his cuz (Damien). Then it hit me that he was so chunky! They cleaned him up and wrapped him and handed him to me. I held him the whole surgery. I was in HEAVEN. When they were going to move me to the other bed Matt took him from me and the nurses had an idea to trick the family into thinking we had a girl. No one knew yet and they were all waiting in the hall to hear the news. So one of the nurses when and got a pink bow and put in on his little head. The wheeled me back to labor and delivery and everyone was like "SO?!?!?" and Matt unwrapped his head so they could all see the bow. Of course everyone was excited and they all started to call him Chrisy, which was the name we were going to give our girl. Matt and I couldn't take it and started laughing. Matt had to tell them it was a joke and he was Patrick. It was great!

The surgery went good and the stay at the hospital went great.

I don't want to overwhelm everyone so I will post everyday during the week to catch up.