Friday, December 28, 2012

Baby's First Christmas

We had such a fun Christmas with our little guy! Everyone told me he would be more interested in the wrapping paper and boxes than the toys but he actually preferred to play with his toys. His favorite of the day was a little dog he can push around the floor.

He got to see Santa twice this season. The first time he wasn't so sure about the strange man with a beard and let out a delayed cry about ten seconds after I put him on Santa's lap. The second time around he did much better.

Here he is with Uncle Roland as Santa.

Benjamin even gave us two gifts for Christmas. 1) As an early gift he started crawling all over the house on December 23rd. 2) Then on Christmas Day we discovered his first tooth erupting through the gums (that gift was especially for Dave).

We hope you had a wonderful Christmas too!

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Just for Jill

Poor Aunt Jill lives very far away and we MISS her terribly. She thinks I've posted too many pictures lately of the back of Benjamin's head. Maybe I have. So, just for Jill, here's my baby's cute face.


P.S.  How do you get the pictures to rotate in blogger? I'm at a loss...

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Benjamin's New Trick

He's not crawling yet but he can do this funny pose. My crazy boy.

Thursday, November 22, 2012


Nothing can contain him these days. Crazy baby.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Month of Gratitude, Episode 4

Day 16: I am grateful for my mother.
I ran across a few good quotes about mothers that reminded me how thankful I am for my mother as well as my mother-in-law.  I hope and pray that I can be as good of a mother as they both have been to me and Dave.

"Adversity is a part of my life and your life and your children's lives. But we are not left alone to contend with, pass through, or overcome these trials. We are not alone...we have help. Powerful help. Consistent help. Constant help. One of the primary answers to adversity is that God blesses us with mothers to teach, love, and nurture us through the difficult experiences of our lives on earth. God enlists mothers to help His children learn about Him and to rely on Him in mortality. In this, they are ministering angels to us....

"Mothers help us understand why we must pass through such painful and traumatic experiences. They remind us in whom we can trust. They tell us in whom we can place our confidence. They ask us to draw upon previous experiences. Mothers ready us for adversity. Mothers also ready us for the answers to adversity. They often direct our attention heavenward. They ask us to have faith. They join us in mighty prayer to overcome the enemies and opponents that try to defeat us and cause us to doubt that God is watching us....

"Mothers remember single battles and lifelong battles. They give us their undivided attention when we need it most. Mothers notice our scars, both visible and invisible.

"Mothers prepare us to answer adversity's call and face the trials of life. They prepare our souls to receive answers and to open our hearts to gain a broader perspective when we lose our way and forget who we are. Mothers are there to cheer us on and to pray for our safe return"  (excerpts from I Sit All Amazed, by Steve Mikita).

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Month of Gratitude, Episode 3

DAY 10: I am grateful for babysitters!
I love living close to so many of our family members and I am so very thankful to them for all the babysitting they provide.  I truly appreciate their willingness to watch our little man while Dave and I take time out for a date or while I run to help him at the office.  THANK YOU! to all our wonderful babysitters!

DAY 11: I am thankful for a warm house.
As the days get shorter and colder I am so grateful to have a roof over my head and a furnace to keep us warm.

DAY 12: I am thankful for food on our table and our food storage.
I love to eat so I am very grateful for food!  And though we don't have as much food storage as my father-in-law would like us to have, we do have a nice little reserve that will get us through a few months.

DAY 13: I am grateful for opportunities to be creative.
I have been working on a cute little monster doll that I'll be giving away as a gift.  No pictures yet but when I finish I'll post.  It's been fun to create it from a few sheets of felt, a needle and thread.  Amazing what you can do with an imagination!

DAY 14: I am thankful for healthcare providers.
Benjamin made it through his six-month checkup with flying colors.  I am grateful to have a pediatrician who can calm my neurotic, first-time-mom fears.

DAY 15: I am grateful for the ability to read.
Even with a crazy little baby I have found time to read some pretty fantastic things over the last few months.  I recently finished The Hourglass Door trilogy by Lisa Mangum, which I highly recommend.  Sometimes you just need to escape with a good piece of fiction--and now that I don't escape to work I love to escape to other wonderful destinations, like Austenland. :)

Friday, November 9, 2012

Month of Gratitude, Episode 2

I warned you I wouldn't get here every day.  Here's the next installment of things I'm thankful for.

DAY 3: I am thankful for our small business.
Maybe it's strange to be grateful for the headaches of owning a business but still I am grateful for for Dave's practice.  I'm grateful that he finds such joy in his work, that it provides a place for me to have a bit of a challenge outside the home, and I anticipate that in the future we will find opportunities within the practice to teach our children how to work.

DAY 4: I am grateful for our families.
We spent most of the day with my family and then with Dave's, just visiting.  I LOVE that our parents are both so close and that about half of our siblings live right in town as well.  It is wonderful to have so much love and support surrounding us.

The Hinckley Family
(missing Jill and Keith who were off getting their pictures taken elsewhere)

DAY 5: I am grateful for the gospel and the peace of the Spirit.
It is such a blessing to have the gospel in my life and the gift of the Holy Ghost.  I am grateful for my testimony of the truth that influences all I do and helps me be a better person.  And when I need comforting or answers to questions, I am grateful for the Spirit that whispers peace to my heart.

DAY 6: I am thankful to live in this free country.
On Election Day the results didn't go exactly as I had hoped but I am still so grateful for the opportunity we have to exercise our rights and vote.  It is such a blessing to live in this country - the nation where the gospel was restored.  I love to think about the beginnings of our country and how the Lord had His hand in its formation and in the creation of the Constitution.  Despite the gloomy outlook that many people have regarding the future, I firmly believe that as long as we remain good and faithful the Lord will bless us and the land we have inherited.

DAY 7: I am thankful for all my dear missionary friends.
I was at lunch with my mother and seated next to us was a group of older women.  I kept searching their faces hoping to find one of my missionaries from work -- sadly I didn't know any of them.  But it made me think on what a privilege it was to work with so many wonderful missionaries while I was at the Conference Center.  I learned so much from them, and despite the generation gap I consider them some of my best friends.

DAY 8: I am thankful for my calling.
I absolutely love working with the girls in the Church!  I am so grateful for the time I spent in Young Womens and now I get to work with the Activity Day girls.  I love sharing with them some of the things my mother taught me on how to be a strong, loving, confident, faithful woman.  I hope they all know - the Activity Day girls and the Young Women - how much I love them, that I pray for them, that I seek inspiration to know how to best serve them.  I hope I always get to work with the wonderful women of the Church!

DAY 9: I am thankful for the seasons.
After living in Louisiana during my mission I came to better appreciate the four seasons.  I love that here in Utah we get all four seasons.  So, while the snow may hamper some of the plans I had to run errands and make me want to hunker down at home with hot chocolate and a good book, I am grateful to experience winter, spring, summer, and autumn each and every year.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Month of Gratitude, Episode 1

An old friend of mine tagged me on Facebook this morning. It looks like she is doing a daily tidbit of gratitude this month with Thanksgiving approaching, and she mentioned me in her post. Then on Studio 5 today they reported on the "month of gratitude" again and the different FB and bloggers who are participating. I want to join the movement!  Too often the sun rises and sets and I don't express enough gratitude for the countless blessings in my life.

I am going to make a sincere effort to post something every day this month. But remember that I have a 5-1/2 month old baby and he doesn't like to nap, which means I don't get much of a break during the day. So, please forgive me in advance if I have to lump several days together. Like today, for instance.

DAY 1: I am thankful for Dave.
He is so patient with me and loves me unconditionally. I am so grateful for how hard he works to provide for our family. Sometimes I get a little jealous that his office sees more of him than I do but I know he does it all for me and Benjamin. He is the best thing in my life and I love him!

DAY 2: I am thankful for Benjamin.
We tried for so long to get him to our family but his infectious smile makes me forget all the tears shed, all the needle pokes, and all the disappointments that preceded his arrival. He is such a good baby (despite the naps) and has brought us tremendous joy in his short life. It is a privilege to be his mother.

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Rice Krispies Treats Caramel Apples

Looking for another sickening sweet treat this Halloween season? Try this:

Rice Krispies Treats Caramel Apples

Instead of the healthy apple, substitute a ball of Rice Krispies Treats. Then cover with caramel, chocolate, sprinkles, crushed oreos, and anything else that satisfies that sweet tooth.

Let the kiddos eat them but be prepared for the consequences of a sugar overdose.

Monday, October 29, 2012

I'm In Love...

...with this house.

On a whim, Dave made the mistake of taking us on a drive to look at some houses for sale. We weren't too thrilled with what we saw in existing homes and in the end we talked about building a new house in our neighborhood -- sometime in the future, like 2 or 3 years from now.

But I mentioned it to my mom and she was more than happy to accompany me on a walk through of the models.

This Woodside Home, "Pemberly," is AMAZING!!! But I want all the upgrades -- hobby room on the main floor, bonus room above the garage, fireplace, extended island, upgraded cabinets and floors, larger lot, covered back patio, etc, etc, etc -- which makes it financially out of reach right now.

Maybe someday we'll be able to make it ours but for now I'll have to just dream about it.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

A day 12 years in the making

It is Saturday morning of General Conference and guess where I am not?

I'm not at the Conference Center, weighed down by a cell phone, radio, schedules, and all the pressures to do my part to make conference happen.

Today, I'm at my own house watching conference on TV like all the normal Latter-day Saints out there. For the first time in twelve years -- yes that is 12 years -- I can enjoy conference from the comfort of my sofa, in my pajamas, cuddled up next to my sweetheart with a bouncing baby on my knee. I never thought it would take so long to get to this point in life but I am here and I'm loving it! Finally, the beginning of a new tradition.

You too can watch conference right here:


Friday, October 5, 2012

A Fall Evening at Scary Cherry Hill

We went miniature golfing at Scary Cherry Hill this week.  The course was decorated for Halloween with each hole marked by a tombstone.  While Dave took his turn putting I thought it would be fun to take a picture of Benjamin at one of the tombstones.  He has been sitting on his own the last couple of days so I propped him up against the plywood, stepped back, and snapped this.

Ah, my cute little guy! But I really wanted him to look at me so I took another step back and called out his name. He turned to look but lost his balance and this happened.

Yes, I am a bad mommy. But I rushed to get him just as I took the photo which is why it's blurry. Luckily, he was so well bundled up he had a soft landing and was just fine. So, I picked him up and tried one last time.

This last photo was perfect and a helpful hand reached up from the tombstone to hold him safely in place.

We had a great time mini golfing and afterwards took a fun tractor ride through the cherry orchards. A perfect fall evening!

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

New York, New York

Dave's favorite part of New York City...

a visit to the underground Apple store on 5th Avenue.

Chelsea's favorite part of New York City...

a quick stroll through Central Park.

Benjamin's favorite part of New York City...

the giant puppies at FAO Schwartz.

Something for everyone in the City!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

The Celebrated Food of New Jersey

We took a little business trip to New Jersey last month and decided to try out a couple of Triple D joints.

The Pancake Wrap at the Brownstone Diner.

A Hamburger at White Manna's Hamburgers.

I can't say it was the best food I've ever eaten but it is fun to say that I've been there.

And, what would a trip to New Jersey be without stopping in to see Carlo's Bakery from The Cake Boss. We arrived 45 minutes before they closed so the pickings were slim and had probably been out all day. I bought a half-dozen cookies and they were just okay. I would have tried the infamous crumb cake but it was $10 a slice and I didn't want to spend that much money on 4 bites worth of cake. However, after the stale cookies I probably should have splurged on the cake. Next time.

But I think the best meal that I ate all weekend was at the Newark airport on our way home. There was an east coast version of Cafe Rio in the food court and they did a pretty good job. (I should probably send an email to Guy Fieri and have him check it out! ;) )

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Guy Time

My two favorite guys, hanging out watching a little college football on a Saturday night. Ah, the good life!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Utah State Fair

You know how much I love the Utah State Fair. Well, this year we introduced Benjamin to all the fun at the fair. But I'm not sure how he felt about what he saw...just look at those suspicious eyes of his!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Benjamin's Firsts

We took Benjamin to Bear Lake and put his little feet in the water.  He wasn't very impressed but his parents had fun!

However, he LOVED his first taste of baby cereal.  Yummy!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

A Cautionary Tale of Baby Backpacks

We took Benjamin caving over Labor Day weekend up in Idaho.  He was a trooper and did really well in the baby backpack and the dark, damp cave.  Just as we neared the end of the cave and were about to turn back, I could feel that his underside was fairly wet.  I figured that the ceiling had dripped on him and soaked through the blanket wrapped around him.  Back at the car, we took him out of the backpack and realized instead that it was his diaper that had leaked.  Dangling in the baby backpack for a couple of hours, his weight had caused his diaper to effectively be wrung out like a washcloth all over himself, the blanket, and my shirt.  Lovely.  Oh the joys of parenthood!

Monday, August 13, 2012

The MegaWedding

This link came in my email this morning.  It's 5 siblings in Arizona who all got married on Friday in the Mesa Temple.  Seems like a good way to save money and get it all over with at once.

5 couples in same family marry on same day - FOX 10 News - Phoenix, AZ | KSAZ-TV

Too bad for the guests who had to bring multiple presents.  Maybe all five could share one blender?

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Be Kind

Did you know that from the time I left on my mission until the day I married Dave in the temple I lost 68 pounds?  Of course, there were eight years between those two episodes but it was still a major accomplishment, one that I have always been very proud of.

Pregnancy was not kind to my body.  I didn't exactly start off at my wedding weight but I have now set a new all-time high.  I was looking at pictures of myself from the last several weeks and it is time to make some major changes.  The books, magazines, websites, experts all say to give yourself nine months to get the weight off -- it took that much time to put it on.  OK.  But I'm impatient.

I read a blog post by another new mommy earlier this year and she said she was trying to be kind to her body again.  I wholly agree and I'm jumping on the bandwagon.  

So, it's time to exercise more regularly, eat more fruits and vegetables, enjoy more whole grains, drink more water; and it's time to STOP the all too frequent sugar binges.  I need to be much more kind to this body.  After all, I only have this one and I need to take care of it.

No more Cold Stone for me!

Now that you all know about my resolution, be sure to ask me each time you see me if I am being "kind" to myself.  And I had better be able to respond, YES!

Monday, July 30, 2012

Gerber Baby

My little guy could be the next Gerber Baby!  Vote for him starting September 4th!

Sunday, July 22, 2012

New Calling

Just before the baby was born I was released from the Young Women's organization in our ward.  I have never cried so much at leaving a calling.  It was the hardest but most rewarding thing I have ever done in the Church -- except maybe my mission -- and I still miss the girls.

But this week I was called to be Activity Days Leader.  Now I get to work with the pre-young women and I couldn't be more excited!  There are lots of fun activities, projects, and services to come as my cohort and I help these little tween girls establish a pattern of righteousness before we send them off to be young women.

photo from

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Once in a Lifetime

Only once in the lifetime of a car will the odometer read the same number as your zip code.  I happened to capture mine. 

Friday, July 6, 2012


Doing a little family history the other day, I found out that Dave and I are related!  It seems we are something like seventh cousins once removed.  Here's the chain:

Chelsea > Wayne > Sherman > Ada > Breneman > Anna > Christian & Susannah

Dave > Todd > Alton > Simpson > Eva > Amos > Mary > Christian & Susannah

Guess that makes us "Kissin' Cousins"!

Thursday, July 5, 2012


As we were going through our challenges with infertility I knew that the one thing I would miss most, if I couldn't have my own children, was the opportunity to nurse our babies.  Funny, I know.  I looked forward to that time I would spend with our babies rocking and nursing them and really bonding with them.   To me, it is one of the most beautiful attributes of womanhood.

But no one ever told me how hard it is to nurse!  And those who have also struggled aren't very vocal about it when they should be.  It seems that we all have war stories and it's time to share them.

In the hospital I had a difficult time getting Benjamin to latch on.  When we finally connected, he would keep nursing and nursing and always seemed so hungry.  Before the first day was over I was already frustrated with breastfeeding.  I thought it would be so instinctive and simple and it wasn't at all for either myself or my baby.

The first few days at home were the worst.  Dave kept us supplied with ready-made formula bottles while I waited for my milk to come in.  Meanwhile, I was in tears most of those days because [I was an emotional, hormonal wreck] my baby wasn't getting his nourishment from me and I felt like such a failure at motherhood. 

Around day six I thought the milk supply was here but after pumping for nearly an hour we realized it was only a trickle.  I called my doctor who prescribed a lactation medication but he warned it would make me drowsy.  It not only made me tired it made me have crazy thoughts.  I stopped taking it after one day.

We then learned about Fenugreek and Blessed Thistle herbal supplements (highly recommended by lactation specialists).  These actually worked and within a few days I was producing much more milk.  But by then Benjamin was attached to his formula.  Once again, I was in tears.  That dream of rocking and nursing my baby was more or less shattered, but I wouldn't give up yet.  I told myself that I had to keep trying to nurse until he was six weeks old.  After that, I could give it up all together and I couldn't feel guilty about it any longer.  Even formula-fed babies turn out just fine and can grow up to be president of the United States.

In the midst of all this drama, I shared my story with several other ladies in the ward.  Just about every one of them had a similar saga to tell about trying to nurse their first babies.  I was grateful to find out I am not alone but I wish I would have known their stories before I had to live my own.

So, this post is for all of you first-time moms.  Some of you won't have any troubles nursing your babies; right out of the womb you'll both be old pros.  However, others of you will struggle like myself.  Dry those tears and remember that you're not alone and you're not a failure!  Find a friend who can sympathize and get yourself some blessed thistle.  It will all be okay!

Benjamin is older than six weeks now and I'm still nursing and supplementing.  He seems to think that I am his appetizer and the bottle is the main course.  I'm grateful we can still have our bonding time and it really is great that Dave gets to help and bond with the baby over a bottle.

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Benjamin's Birth Story, part 3

I went to bed Sunday night excited for the graduation party I would be throwing my sister the next day. By 11pm I was up again. The dull pain in my lower back was just annoying enough to make sleeping difficult. I ended up on the couch, changing positions every hour trying to get comfortable. At 2:13am I was dozing in a sitting position with my feet up on the exercise ball when a sharp contraction woke me up. It wasn't too much longer before I realized I was in labor!

Knowing I would stick to my plan to labor at home as long as possible, I didn't bother waking Dave. At 3:15 he came to check on me. I was sitting on the exercise ball folding laundry. I told him I was in labor and his response was, "Let's see how things go and if I need to I'll call my receptionist in the morning to cancel patients." "No," I replied, "you are definitely canceling patients today."

We timed my contractions. They were about 5-6 minutes apart but only lasting 30-45 seconds, sometimes less. Certainly not strong enough or long enough to head for the hospital.

With nothing else to do, I sent Dave back to bed telling him one of us needed to be well rested. But he was back in the living room ten minutes later and informed me that he was going to the office to finish up some lab work and straighten his desk before he took the next few days off. When he got back we would go to the hospital. And so he left for the next hour.

While he was gone I puttered around the house tidying up, ate a little snack, and breathed through each contraction. They were getting more intense but still only lasting about 30 seconds. Dave returned at 5am and by 6:15am we were on our way. But I wondered the whole drive if it wasn't too premature to be going to the hospital. After all, I could still talk through the contractions and they only lasted about half as long as all the books say they should.

We checked in and I dressed in the hospital gown. The nurse came to hook me up to the monitors but told me she was about to finish her shift so she would send the fresh nurse in as soon as she arrived. Shannon, our labor and delivery nurse, was an angel! We are so grateful she was the one to help us through.

She introduced herself around 7am and started asking all the questions about my birth plan, pain levels, etc. When I said that the contractions were bearable and short she figured I would be dilated to about 3cm but because I was overdue they would let me stay. We were all surprised when she checked me and I was already dilated to a 7! Inwardly I was so grateful I had accomplished the first part of my plan to stay home as long as possible. Shannon could feel the baby's head in the birth canal and a bulging sack of waters that was still intact.

I spent about 20 minutes on the fetal monitor (the baby's heart rate was doing great!) and 40 minutes walking the room of every hour for the next few hours. At 10am a resident doctor came in and broke the sack of waters. Because the baby's head was so far down he plugged the hole and only a trickle came out. After that the contractions really started intensifying.

I was walking the floors and eating flavored ice when a particularly painful contraction came on. I flew to the sink, spit out the ice, and held on to the counter for dear life as I breathed through the contraction. It soon subsided but it wasn't long before the next one hit and I could feel an intense pressure down below -- like I needed to push. I worked through it but that pressure increased over the next two contractions and I finally told Dave what was going on. He ran for Shannon.

At 11:30ish she put me in bed and asked one of the other nurses to call our doctor. When she heard that he was still at his clinic and the resident doctor had gone to the O.R. she panicked slightly but still got me ready to deliver a baby and said it was time to push. I'm not sure my body was entirely ready to push but at this point I was in enough pain I was losing control and all I could do was follow instructions. So, on the next contraction, I pushed.

I pushed through about three contractions before the resident arrived and by the next contraction the doctor was there. I kept pushing and they could see the baby's head crowning but it was a little stuck. That's when it was decided to give me an episiotomy. Again, I don't recall them asking if they could do it. Maybe they did but those moments are all a blur. On the next contraction there was a terrible burning sensation - I'm pretty sure that was the cut. Then the following contraction and push brought a great sense of relief. Our little Benjamin was born at 12:18pm with a gush of water following him!

They immediately put him on my chest. He was so perfect! His eyes were open and he was relatively calm. I couldn't stop looking at this beautiful little boy that we had fought so hard to get. The doctor started stitching me up and the nurses wanted to weigh and measure the baby but I wouldn't let them take him from me until the doctor had finished -- I needed a diversion from this new pain.

I counted his fingers and marveled at his delicate features and the dark hair that covered the back of his head (not so much on top). We did it! Finally, after two years of doctors, countless medications, hundreds of needle pricks, and overwhelming heartache, we had our little baby. What a blessing! The Lord had heard our prayers and been extremely merciful sending us our perfect little Benjamin.

Friday, June 29, 2012

Benjamin's Birth Story, part 2

Gratefully, I had a pretty easy pregnancy. I had very little morning sickness and never once ran for the bathroom. There were plenty of days of fatigue and I couldn't eat chicken for a while. But other than that things went well.

The baby was stretched out in my womb. His little feet were constantly in my ribs but because of his position I didn't "pop" until I was about 7 months along. Even then on my due date a friend told me I didn't look like I was about to have a baby.

This was taken two months before d-day.

This one is only a month away from having a baby.

In February, Dave and I took a birthing class at the hospital. Our teacher taught us all about natural labor and delivery. I didn't know I wanted to go natural but after that class and after watching several documentaries on the subject, I was sold. I determined to labor at home as long as possible then go to the hospital only when I couldn't bear it any longer. Dave started researching what to do in the event of a home birth. He is in no way an advocate of home births but he knew I was serious and decided it was better to become informed than try to change my mind.

With the nursery all but decorated and my bag packed, we waited and waited for labor to start. I thought for sure I would go early. In the doctor's office four days before my due date, he told me I was only dilated to 2. He seemed pretty certain that I would make it to my next appointment in a week and then we would start talking induction. NO!!! I did not want to be induced -- I wanted everything to go as nature intended.

I started googling all the different ways to send myself into labor: I walked the curb (Dave took a video but you won't see it here -- much too embarrassing), bounced on the exercise ball, loved my husband, massaged pressure points in my hands and feet, took long walks, and started earnestly praying that I would go into labor before my next appointment.

Then along came my due date without even a twinge of labor. So, I accompanied my mother and other female relatives to the Studio 5 taping at Hale Centre Theatre hoping my water would break in the middle of the live show. It would have been exciting but no such luck. The next day I went into Dave's office and helped him with an emergency root canal. Still nothing.

I woke up Mother's Day morning earlier than I wanted with pain in my lower back. This is it, I thought. I had a few contractions throughout the day but I still made it to sacrament meeting and the family party later in the day. By that evening, the erratic contractions stopped and the back pain more or less subsided. Disappointing. I was already overdue and more than ready to have this baby.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Benjamin's Birth Story, part 1

Over the last several months I've stumbled upon lots of mommy blogs relating the birth stories of their children. I love the idea and want to share Benjamin's birth story with you all. Actually, this might be more a story of the long road to his conception and birth.

I mentioned last year that Dave and I had been struggling to get pregnant. We went through three clinics, several doctors, acupuncture, medicines that made me go into menopause, our names on the First Presidency prayer roll, homeopathic imagery, and even a trip to the psychologist. Finally, after our fourth round of IVF, we were thrilled to learn in September that we were pregnant!!!

Within a week or two, I started spotting. Let me tell you how devastating it is to see even the smallest amount of blood when we had worked so hard to get to this point. I called the nurse at the fertility clinic and she had me come in right away for a checkup. She did an ultrasound and everything looked good. In fact, she discovered that both embryos had implanted and we were expecting twins! One of the twins was about two days behind the other but she didn't seem worried and assured us it would catch up.

However, by the time our next appointment rolled around at the end of the month, that second baby was a week behind. This time the nurse told us there is no way it would catch up and it would eventually reabsorb into the uterine lining. Then she proceeded to find the heartbeat on both babies. That made me all the more upset knowing that Baby B wasn't going to make it but still seeing it's heartbeat.

Over the next few weeks we transitioned over to our OB/GYN. Just a few days after my first appointment with him I woke up in a pool of blood at 2:00am. Dave called the emergency number and got the doctor out of bed. He said that we could go to the emergency room or wait and see him at 8am. Basically, whatever happened had happened and there wasn't anything we could do about it. In the doctor's office later that morning we had another ultrasound and thankfully all was well with the fetus. What a relief! We still don't exactly know why I bled so much but it is possible that Baby B was exiting the womb.

I mysteriously spotted one more time about a month later then finally, after a rocky start to a much-anticipated pregnancy, we were on our way to parenthood.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The year (so far) in review

Want to know what we've been up to this year...?

JANUARY: Cousin A. tied the knot. I went alone to her weding while Dave worked overtime. She served cookies, donuts, and hot chocolate -- all the kids were in heaven!

FEBRUARY: I threw an amazing Mardi Gras party complete with delicious food, masks, and a parade!

MARCH: We celebrated Dave's birthday with dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory and breakfast at the Little America.

APRIL: Clive and I hid the Easter eggs and then he joined all the little cousins in the hunt to find them. It was pretty funny to watch him go to places where we hid eggs only to find that they were gone. I'm not sure he understood that others had beat him to it.

MAY: Jill graduated from her Master's program at Utah State. I was enthralled watching all the graduates get hooded.  We were too far away for a good picture but luckily the jumbotron caught the action. Way to go, Jill!

Oh, and one more important event happened in May...

Dave and I welcomed Benjamin into our family!
(more about this little miracle later)