A face only a mother could love...

If only she could make it out!

A little outta touch

Well just over a week ago our poor laptop that is a day older than Ethan crashed. Luckily, Mike works with fantastic, smart computer people who removed the hard drive and saved my pictures. (Really I didn't care about anything else but my pictures, especially those of the day Ethan was born. Of course I never thought to back them up, but they are now!) We have been computerless since last Wednesday but I have been a visitor at Mom and Dad's and have used their computer a little. I could have used Mike's work laptop, but really, by the time I think to use it, I am so tired that I'd rather go to bed. As of Wednesday or Thrusday, we will have a brand spankin' new computer. A really great one I'd tell you all about but I don't speak computer. All I know is that it will be faster and have more storage space than our laptop. And the best part, Mike got to order it from work and at their cost because they buy so many they get them at a good deal. And we shipped it on the ground so shipping is FREE! Wahoo!

Maybe I'll even get to announce the gender of our baby from our new computer. My ultrasound is Tuesday. I've asked Ethan if he'd like to go see the baby on the TV and he says no! We may just have to buy the DVD of the ultrasound and show it to him.

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day to my two main men! I love you both, but in very different ways!

(I had to use this really old picture because our computer is out of commission and I hope that I will get my pictures back, even if I have to buy another computer!)

FRUSTRATED!!!

I have been attempting at potty training Ethan this week. He did pretty good Monday. I sat him on his potty a few times and told him that when he needed to pee to let me know. (We were in the family room watching TV and movies and had his potty right there next to us.) It wasn't two minutes and he told me he wanted to try to pee. And he did! Not much but he peed. Then he he peed a little in his underwear but not too bad. He did pee again in the potty later though. All in all it was a pretty good day, I thought. Tuesday morning when he woke up I asked him if he wanted to try to pee and he said yes. He got on the potty and tried. Then he asked to wear underwear instead of a diaper. I put undies on him and he did great. He did have an accident, but he was on his way to the bathroom and just didn't make it in time. But I praised him because he was on his way. Today, on the other hand was crappy! (Sorry Mom for my language!) I sat with him and watch a few shows and a movie and put him on the potty every 15 minutes, and nothing. Nothing for 3 hours then BOOM! He peed his undies! I cleaned it up, put on new undies, then went back to what I was doing, ironing right behind him not 10 feet away. I take some stuff upstairs to put in the closet and I hear Ethan yell, "Mom! I just peed my underwear!" Aghh! It hadn't even been 20 minutes. What is a mom who is potty training to do. All you who have boys, please help! He wants to wear underwear, he tells me all the time that he wants to be a big boy and wear underwear. I know I just started, but does anyone have any advice or things that worked for you? All I can think is, am I really ready for another one? Too late....

(Sorry, I just needed to vent mostly!)

Enjoying the moment

Okay, I know I have been a litle slacker of a mommy lately, and I now realize that I need to be better and spend A LOT more time and QUALITY time with Ethan. I have so much fun with him and he makes me laugh so much. Maybe I am feeling this way because I will sooner than I realize have another little one to love and of course he or she will need more attention than Ethan will (maybe) be willing to give up. I subscribe to LDS Daily Gems and got this one yesterday and it really made me stop and think and want to be this kind of mommy.

"What can . . . young mother[s] [do] . . . to reduce the pressure [of raising young children] and enjoy [their families] more? . . . "Recognize that the joy of motherhood comes in moments. There will be hard times and frustrating times. But amid the challenges, there are shining moments of joy and satisfaction. "Author Anna Quindlen reminds us not to rush past the fleeting moments. She said: 'The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less' (Loud and Clear [1004], 10-11)."

M. Russell Ballard, "Daughters of God," Ensign, May 2008, 109

Hate mopping?

I sure do! The thing I hate the most is that it just takes so darn long for the floor to dry! I take my rugs, garbage can, and 4 chairs out of the kitchen and they sit in the living room for nearly 45 minutes before I can put them back, sometimes I can't stand it, so I put them all back in when the floor isn't completely dry. (But don't tell my mom!) Well, I found out my mop bucket got a hole and I've always wanted to to try the swiffer wetjet so I took this opportunity to buy one. And while they are not cheap to buy and you have to buy those darn replacement pads, I love it. It feels like a waste of time to take all my chairs, rugs, and garbage can out of the kitchen just to mop. By the time I'm done with the kitchen floor, moved on to the bathroom floor and come back, the kitchen floor is dry and ready to be put back together. I love it, and just to see, I check the disposable pad and it is gross! Though I have a friend who says she'd go through 2 just to see how dirty she could get the second one, and then think about a third! Eww! Now if you are Janae and have tile all through your house, this may not be practical, but if you only have a kitchen and bathroom or two and hate mopping, this is my suggestion!

Funny things Ethan has said

I have been meaning to post some of the funny things Ethan has said, before I forget them, and am now going to do it.

*After going on a kick where all he wants to watch is "The Emperor's New Groove"--"No touchy!"

*After I mopped the floor (just today)--"Mom, you smell like the ocean!"

*Every time Mike and I go to the temple, I tell Ethan that we are going to the temple and he asks if he can go too. I tell him he can go in 9 years when he is 12 and he'll get to do baptisms for the dead. I then tell him that when he is 8 he'll be baptized in the water by Dad (and I describe it a little more). He says, "No, I'm going to be 'god-tized!'" (I guess he thought I said "bad-tized!)

*While watching "Kung Fu Panda"--"I'm going to be crane. Hy-ya!" (and he kicks)

*While sitting reading a book, watching TV, eating, mostly just out of the blue-"Mom (or Dad if that's who he is with), I love you!"

*When he asks if he can watch a movie and I say yes-"Yipee!" It just is so funny to hear it coming from him. Then he skips away.

*At the dinosaur museum at Thanksgiving Point--"Look Mom! A pachysephalasaurus!" "Look, a velociraptor!"

*When saying a prayer at night, "Thank you for Jono, Jane, and Hannah!"

*After watcing ET as a family--"Is ET out there?"

*When listening to the radio in my car--"KBULL ninety-three. Utah's country leader."

*After a visit to the dino museum--"Is it a triceratops poop or a brontosaurus poop?"

I'm sure there will be more to come! So stayed tuned....

Prego and feelin' it!

Yesterday I had a hard day! I went to the doctor and everything is great as far as the baby goes. There was a heartbeat, again, something I wonder about constantly for some odd reason. The baby even moved away from the doctor like he or she was hiding or something. I think this baby may have the a similar personality to big brother's, which is fine with me. Okay, back to me and my problem, the pants I wore Saturday didn't fit me! Aggh! I have been wearing materninty tops for quite a while, but that's because my shirts looked funny, and I haven't thought all the maternity tops I've been wearing were too big, unless I just wanted to be comfy. I guess I either need to go shopping, dang, or pull out the maternity pants! All I can say to all this is that I am very grateful to be pregnant again and I'll take the being fat thing. In honor of my feeling fat, I've put a new play list on my blog. Enjoy!