A Night With My Man

For about the last month I have been looking forward to a night away. I didn't want to think too much about it because there is always that chance that someone may get sick, something may come up at work, or some other unexpected reason thus causing the long awaited

get-a-way to be cancelled. So when the day came and everyone reported healthy, the calendar was blocked, and my mom gave the final O.K. to take the kids, I felt like I was 3 years old again meeting Cinderella for the first time! The night was nothing fancy but it was absolutely perfect! We went to MainStreet in Park City for dinner... A Movie...Swimming/Hot-Tubbing and then back to the condo for more food. We fell asleep and didn't wake up until 9 hours later. NINE hours of un-interupted sleep. Haven't experienced that for about 3 years. When we woke up we just layed in bed and talked. No one came in our room demanding we fulfill their desires 'right now'. No one needed a bottle or needed to go potty. We just talked. It was wonderful. We spent some time at the outlets where there was not even one penny spent on anyone under the age of 26...also wonderful. I am now looking forward to retirement more than ever.

[as a side note: Don't worry, I am still completely in love with my children.]

My Baby is ONE!!

I am in complete denial that my little baby is now a toddler! For me when my baby turns one I usually spend the day reminiscing of the day he was born. Quinn's story started out a little bit different than most. Without telling too many details...in the beginning of my pregnancy I had a few complications which led my doctor to believe I had miscarried. I had a little bit of time to accept the idea and I had decided to go ahead with a D and C. The surgery was scheduled for Thursday and on Wednesday I went in for a ultra sound just for protocol. When I checked in at the front desk, I had tears streaming down my face. I was called back to the technician's office. As she began the ultra sound she asked, "what are we looking for today?". I explained that they already knew that I had miscarried, she was just supposed to verify so that we could go ahead with surgery. She looked at the monitor and then said, "There is definitely a baby here and it definitely has a strong heart beat." Now with tears of joy, I was speachless. The rest of my pregnancy was smooth and wonderful. There have been times I have thought back to that experience and I can't imagine a day without my precious baby. This little boy is an absolute joy and a pure gift from heaven. I am eternally grateful he is mine. I love you Quinn!

Add 'Dish-washer' to the Resume

The Honeymoon stage of owning our own home is beginning to diminish. Don't get me wrong, I am still totally in love with living here but yesterday the dishwasher broke. I am trying to decide if I should pay for them to come out and fix it or if we should just buy a new one. All I am sure about is something needs to happen quick, because the 30 minutes of 'free time' I get during the day is now spent in front of my kitchen sink while my hands turn into raisins. I am hoping we get this little issue fixed this weekend. I think all I need to do is tell Adam he is in charge of dishes for one day and for sure I will have a dishwasher by noon!