tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316602552024-03-13T00:19:27.770-06:00The Francis FamilyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger388125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-45218395536704408962016-05-12T22:36:00.001-06:002016-05-13T15:14:53.920-06:00We will rise from the ashes. Part One.I've been wanting to write down this experience before I forget the details. So here we go. <div><br></div><div>May 1st-<div>We were gone for the weekend to Kyla's gymnastics competition in Okotoks. We heard of the fire started outside the city. This time of year every year we get fires all around us. So it was pretty normal. As we drove into the city we saw the smoke hanging over Fort Mac. It was crazy. We heard it was getting close to the highway so we rushed to get home just incase they had to close it down. </div></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7oZ_s7wr_mXmFbgIy-6vw2CQeRQRFRoO9BWn0d_ZzHwpjsPZIj0HOC7M1yIQdOQzqG8jPTZoUioOsvUVYnn3tiWEMDGuNjHvJIuYLJk1xTS7kCgl0_qzPMb5Q-nVbd7ZqCZ0/s640/blogger-image--2047564628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7oZ_s7wr_mXmFbgIy-6vw2CQeRQRFRoO9BWn0d_ZzHwpjsPZIj0HOC7M1yIQdOQzqG8jPTZoUioOsvUVYnn3tiWEMDGuNjHvJIuYLJk1xTS7kCgl0_qzPMb5Q-nVbd7ZqCZ0/s640/blogger-image--2047564628.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUlV7eEb8K0CoxB2i6-adxsnwXlBBuijrYIeuB2QsZV3vtaV_n-hI5Tc3MR7Jl6gRiDoG6vivckwm9hQ_-nlqi2AGg0oHlVQL6YybxwcNoiZj9ztzHc6Wjw4CcLtE3WEnYgBgY/s640/blogger-image--1748106279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUlV7eEb8K0CoxB2i6-adxsnwXlBBuijrYIeuB2QsZV3vtaV_n-hI5Tc3MR7Jl6gRiDoG6vivckwm9hQ_-nlqi2AGg0oHlVQL6YybxwcNoiZj9ztzHc6Wjw4CcLtE3WEnYgBgY/s640/blogger-image--1748106279.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fK6HeXVTbNTesjKSyRai4QfLYL5bF9xZn4a_jIeTCcKUmDtXdldoJEStfe-6PrSbY2wNHHepU7SBICEPejZIgkzhd1A32c62I1BN5-L-oygC7o4DOEKQOdgnZQ35573jBsxL/s640/blogger-image--1471866898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fK6HeXVTbNTesjKSyRai4QfLYL5bF9xZn4a_jIeTCcKUmDtXdldoJEStfe-6PrSbY2wNHHepU7SBICEPejZIgkzhd1A32c62I1BN5-L-oygC7o4DOEKQOdgnZQ35573jBsxL/s640/blogger-image--1471866898.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi72viP_HV0ZSFhJmAXG6XD1P7lDlHw_Eiu0QlkRQEuyp-mU9neILjkttd0sAXFsgV06Uwgf-QdVEiJo-NqCRDYFOqSKWPTx1f5etiZHobMPDtanmkXaIvF37eMzsECYWEvKSnk/s640/blogger-image--1745962411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi72viP_HV0ZSFhJmAXG6XD1P7lDlHw_Eiu0QlkRQEuyp-mU9neILjkttd0sAXFsgV06Uwgf-QdVEiJo-NqCRDYFOqSKWPTx1f5etiZHobMPDtanmkXaIvF37eMzsECYWEvKSnk/s640/blogger-image--1745962411.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZ6ttYIZXiLTLvH3tlPF0Jy70953i72ei4aQqLudvbYglCscsxQ3dIGtdX-mOfI61ULg8AmFDvFThh_KHHlmM34CpjzlbcdY60RQKRI5a3FNITOnHqszuuSpjGzt_mLtIZZF6/s640/blogger-image--1240776495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZ6ttYIZXiLTLvH3tlPF0Jy70953i72ei4aQqLudvbYglCscsxQ3dIGtdX-mOfI61ULg8AmFDvFThh_KHHlmM34CpjzlbcdY60RQKRI5a3FNITOnHqszuuSpjGzt_mLtIZZF6/s640/blogger-image--1240776495.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>That evening Gregoire was evacuated. My heart sank for friends who lived up there. Praying that everything was just precautionary and it would be fine. </div><div><br></div><div>May 2- We woke up to a normal day and so excited to set up all our new furniture and house stuff we bought while down south. It was like a dream come true for me! Kitchen table, bar stools, new bedding for kids, patio furniture etc. The morning was smoky but then cleared up in the afternoon. I think that's when the evacuation was called off. That evening we went on the deck and started setting up our new patio set. We got 2 chairs done then we were tired. Meh. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBDtFO0nRFl0BJqYdThiMuhUGVYWGlIDonSdg8ik17PLdMt8MAS7nSBJt5UsY1YwfmpAes6p_6a9YRwdHb_33gqJluOWhiASJtEnlPSwpMmrA1VeUMlQzVtPuDEaFgOCfzmIBs/s640/blogger-image--245315756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBDtFO0nRFl0BJqYdThiMuhUGVYWGlIDonSdg8ik17PLdMt8MAS7nSBJt5UsY1YwfmpAes6p_6a9YRwdHb_33gqJluOWhiASJtEnlPSwpMmrA1VeUMlQzVtPuDEaFgOCfzmIBs/s640/blogger-image--245315756.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It was also raining ashes that evening. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9u1Spu_HWGK0X9fGJ9IjuwaV_ZYGE3SIR_g73EYktjhpCDe4qC6SkofguT2bUjTHQUN6hsA6NfqD_zT4x0NPXrItvClteD_FnUeJ0Zr81wihPeO8HUcAs_54b1b-KQQge798/s640/blogger-image-1292426506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9u1Spu_HWGK0X9fGJ9IjuwaV_ZYGE3SIR_g73EYktjhpCDe4qC6SkofguT2bUjTHQUN6hsA6NfqD_zT4x0NPXrItvClteD_FnUeJ0Zr81wihPeO8HUcAs_54b1b-KQQge798/s640/blogger-image-1292426506.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR0iF_Xed4aa1-S7gUNqG5HMf8JGbXDTt7zWATVOTIoZmaEiXdaRswHFLJ1jaB897KMcmM_2IR-5ROT2ZTV6s4T5DVy8QbWix_LuJFJG7Xv5PfT9JgujSGdoK9wjN4thlNjT-3/s640/blogger-image-1225697101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR0iF_Xed4aa1-S7gUNqG5HMf8JGbXDTt7zWATVOTIoZmaEiXdaRswHFLJ1jaB897KMcmM_2IR-5ROT2ZTV6s4T5DVy8QbWix_LuJFJG7Xv5PfT9JgujSGdoK9wjN4thlNjT-3/s640/blogger-image-1225697101.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>May 3- Woke up to a clear day. Sounded like the fire was letting up and we were in the clear. My sister Britt and I decided to go downtown and get some summer clothes for the kids. Dustin, myself and Kyla were flying out again the Thursday (5th) to another competition so I had to get kids stuff while staying with Jill since it was supposed to be hot out. We went into the mall around 11am. Came out at 1230pm to this right above us. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIaMv_svEHzfadQQrd-R1LRHSJeU9I1zAtm28GCmIdnC_L-jO-NiLZB1WLffzQLqDLemue0mggdWhxLM7mUaVB-fZTaEN7DAuV1F7kK2j20N5IQsbSD6mWjAoOlDo7zlxJYEbY/s640/blogger-image--2104828196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIaMv_svEHzfadQQrd-R1LRHSJeU9I1zAtm28GCmIdnC_L-jO-NiLZB1WLffzQLqDLemue0mggdWhxLM7mUaVB-fZTaEN7DAuV1F7kK2j20N5IQsbSD6mWjAoOlDo7zlxJYEbY/s640/blogger-image--2104828196.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We stopped walking and just stared. So many people were just standing, stopped, looking at it. My sister said it was like the movie Dantes Peak. It was. Eerie and scary. We hugged and said lets get home. </div><div><br></div><div>I got home and put Parks down for a nap. I went onto our top balcony and just watched this huge smoke cloud in the near distance. My neighbours were all outside too. I decided to start packing bags just incase. Luckily our bags were still half packed from the weekend and I was just finishing all the laundry. I was on the phone back and forth with Britt and Jill. I kept checking the smoke cloud and at one point saw the flames. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_sdmeoCdyAGvDMNw16IMoj8bH7V62BcwAyB6dJfV_tCLiVJNGiqTyYwraE-v7J3oK0uQpH1e49lzhDQSrVQuCkN5OZDilU6-xYThLljZoO9K13ubO3tF4WLHFJ7dafe6Q1NHq/s640/blogger-image-270962675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_sdmeoCdyAGvDMNw16IMoj8bH7V62BcwAyB6dJfV_tCLiVJNGiqTyYwraE-v7J3oK0uQpH1e49lzhDQSrVQuCkN5OZDilU6-xYThLljZoO9K13ubO3tF4WLHFJ7dafe6Q1NHq/s640/blogger-image-270962675.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I was slowly packing but read a second area was evacuated, then a third and the fire was wrapping around the city. Then I started packing faster and started thinking of important things to get. I was in more panic mode. I grabbed passports, our house papers, usb's, my camera etc. Dust said he was heading home now. They were letting anyone go that needed too, which was a lot of people. This was at about 2pm. I realized I didn't have gas. I only had about a quarter tank. Jill waiting almost an hour just to get down the road to extra foods and Britt was waiting as well to get to a different gas station. She was almost on empty. Parks was napping and the kids were still at school. Dust called and said go get gas. I woke Parks up and packed the van with what I had and drove down the road and picked up the girls who were walking home. Headed towards the gas station and I knew they would run out before I even got there. The line ups were huge and blocks away. I turned around and went to Jills. Luckily she had jerry cans in her garage. Enough to get us to Edmonton. It was amazing. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxPRm7oY0AnlpJj7-jLD0698KAqlICZvsLjM125tUc1e5bJlWVfiOTH40TqaW_mzvILLKH1yCTH113Gg611gFGcE3O1sGAPt1Juz-mdFJWM3sckSUyudAzMVMzQdlKCWpzdeV/s640/blogger-image-1613112763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxPRm7oY0AnlpJj7-jLD0698KAqlICZvsLjM125tUc1e5bJlWVfiOTH40TqaW_mzvILLKH1yCTH113Gg611gFGcE3O1sGAPt1Juz-mdFJWM3sckSUyudAzMVMzQdlKCWpzdeV/s640/blogger-image-1613112763.jpg"></a></div>A black leaf that fell on me while loading the van.</div><div><br></div><div>At around 3 we debated just leaving anyways. I told Britt to get over to us but she wasn't packed yet. I kept remembering things I forgot to pack like underwear and the hard drives and kids pillows so I would run back home and get them. I couldn't find the hard drives as we are still unpacking so much so I just grabbed my entire Mac desktop computer. Wrapped it in a towel and threw it in! Got back to Jills and Dust showed up. He said they closed the highway from sites right after he drove through. So crazy. He helped pack a little more and he remembered a few more things and ran home to get them.</div><div>Presley wasn't handling it very well. She was in tears and had anxiety. She was making herself sick with worry and it broke my heart. She said, "I don't want our house to burn that we just moved into." I just hugged her and cried and said, "I know hunny, I don't either. It's ok to be scared." </div><div>It's so hard to be strong for your kids when you're barely keeping it together yourself. We kept getting news of areas being burnt and friends homes being taken out one by one. Not knowing who would be next. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Jill and I hugged and cried and we decided to just go. We got in the vehicles and as we were driving away they announced the entire city was under mandatory evacuation. We got down a block and were in stopped traffic. After about 20 minutes I read the fire was supposed to hit Timberlea within 40 minutes. Right where we live and we hadn't moved. I started panicking a bit. Ok more than a bit. But I wanted to stay calm for the kids. We kept calling Britt and she wasn't moving either. She was up the hill a bit further back and running out of gas. She had a jerry can but didn't want to stop. She ended up getting out and someone helped her put a bit in. We started moving finally after about 30 minutes. Our plan was to go North to site which is where they told us to go because 63 south was now closed and blocked off. Travis and Jeff were both still stuck at site. Jill and Britt were just amazing and did this all on their own. </span></div><div>We got half way down Confederation and they had the north route blocked off and were sending people south now. Britt was still stopped in traffic and running out of gas again. I told her we had to go south and to get the police officer directing traffic to help her put more gas in. She had to make a decision to go north or south since they opened both by the time she got there. She had to decide to stay with us and get out south or go north to her husband. She called Jeff and he said go south. Our phones weren't working very well so it was hard to be in touch with each other. </div><div>As we drove traffic was flowing pretty good. It was quiet and calm and eerie. We were numb and just going through the motions. Doing what we needed to do and trusting what we were told to do. </div><div>The fire was everywhere, burnt grass and trees and buildings all around us. It was so surreal. 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People started jumping over into the northbound lanes so all 4 lanes were heading south and we were flowing pretty good just trying to get out of there. Meanwhile Britt called and said she went south. We were really relieved. Jill got ahead of us a ways so we told them to pull over at Gregoire lake turn off which is about 20 minutes outside of the city. </div><div>It took us an hour and a half to get out of the city. We all met up on the side of the highway along with hundreds of other cars lined up along the side of the road. Kilometres of vehicles. People who didn't have a clue what to do next, what their plans were and people who were just out of gas. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbI717u2iGRWezRifVuozn7OJuzszw8MfNJJBo7F47WuyJxdnce3zlnHKLDnnsG_VERghuUqsnWK_3M4ghFarx4WRMnzW04m3ZvWIN5Trb8a6IhQzSPEHyfyiMRHrt1OFycoX/s640/blogger-image-1068820107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbI717u2iGRWezRifVuozn7OJuzszw8MfNJJBo7F47WuyJxdnce3zlnHKLDnnsG_VERghuUqsnWK_3M4ghFarx4WRMnzW04m3ZvWIN5Trb8a6IhQzSPEHyfyiMRHrt1OFycoX/s640/blogger-image-1068820107.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEf5fVZKPfFMd3raYSUz2V2HNveB6bxGMq81GgE9K-c0qje8nGKaVdsStLMh_KLXQLeOd6Af-LC6VR8nO5BJsdYw1mZiByCuJKLE5LO_kxRnMbPjxGQfP-EVSim54WCN3MHpQ/s640/blogger-image-1039317180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEf5fVZKPfFMd3raYSUz2V2HNveB6bxGMq81GgE9K-c0qje8nGKaVdsStLMh_KLXQLeOd6Af-LC6VR8nO5BJsdYw1mZiByCuJKLE5LO_kxRnMbPjxGQfP-EVSim54WCN3MHpQ/s640/blogger-image-1039317180.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzGJcKD0_L8LJA387DUnV_3OlxhPxCGqM5x_ae8lPo1uNEb7aLDkK3u1DXZKJqy5nhIUPTKL6sBDyDRcgwSJjEm08_yaJm4JJVxkalz94DNqVgVvXusVA1oLcvTZTObpxAkAJ/s640/blogger-image--428663816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzGJcKD0_L8LJA387DUnV_3OlxhPxCGqM5x_ae8lPo1uNEb7aLDkK3u1DXZKJqy5nhIUPTKL6sBDyDRcgwSJjEm08_yaJm4JJVxkalz94DNqVgVvXusVA1oLcvTZTObpxAkAJ/s640/blogger-image--428663816.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We got a text saying Stephs boyfriend, Lee, had a house ready to take us in if we needed. We could barely text or call anyone so we told her we would take it. We decided to head there to Sherwood Park. Traffic was crazy. Cars lined up in Wandering River and Grassland everywhere. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjvuUJuZ9R7hjvK0v3nhE9_wK0wZGdUkCLA2p85CfzN6uiIXrgZjYdZM7AN5_6rjv7dna9UqdHtWCGrNcyoTo27FTikxgpqPPS7j34opX_VVOtbi4XomLEOLEHanULHzXfZ_h/s640/blogger-image--1238187561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjvuUJuZ9R7hjvK0v3nhE9_wK0wZGdUkCLA2p85CfzN6uiIXrgZjYdZM7AN5_6rjv7dna9UqdHtWCGrNcyoTo27FTikxgpqPPS7j34opX_VVOtbi4XomLEOLEHanULHzXfZ_h/s640/blogger-image--1238187561.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMGvTqFmqEgcgYTgtmHJ9Wi_2PaZHFY9T3_WawhIhnoV1upjD-unK7zdNRLklnHHYMndULDiuWzNX-AZ3I82CDI298BrjsL7ddw4k5852D06VvVZGvWT_Pcu2ErwPixfLJ5joY/s640/blogger-image-1822264753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMGvTqFmqEgcgYTgtmHJ9Wi_2PaZHFY9T3_WawhIhnoV1upjD-unK7zdNRLklnHHYMndULDiuWzNX-AZ3I82CDI298BrjsL7ddw4k5852D06VvVZGvWT_Pcu2ErwPixfLJ5joY/s640/blogger-image-1822264753.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEiX2_-FHIGf7uKHpYBh5GicM2O4Ei5-OWhT0kaYExDIwqRObfqWvdcerRmdMPL2PE7ngDA-qXtwTMKjxJCeexJh15Viiuos2xOBvqflGanwS84pCFv0RLEZHREdhs-kjtL9V/s640/blogger-image-1349755078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEiX2_-FHIGf7uKHpYBh5GicM2O4Ei5-OWhT0kaYExDIwqRObfqWvdcerRmdMPL2PE7ngDA-qXtwTMKjxJCeexJh15Viiuos2xOBvqflGanwS84pCFv0RLEZHREdhs-kjtL9V/s640/blogger-image-1349755078.jpg"></a></div><br></div>We had no service majority of the way so we couldn't tell family if we got out safe or not. We also couldn't keep in touch with each other much. Barely getting texts through here and there. When we were almost to Fort Saskatewan we finally had service and were able to get in touch with family. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We arrived in Sherwood Park at 5am. It took us 11 hours to get there which is normally a 4 hour drive. We made it. Exhausted in every way and ready to rest our heads and see what the next day will bring. </div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-63035101997233367392016-01-14T15:57:00.001-07:002016-01-14T19:10:55.909-07:00Balance<div><br></div>"How do you do it all?"<div>I get asked this allllll the time. So I thought I'd touch on this for a minute. </div><div><br></div><div>Everyone has priorities and you can mostly decide what comes first in your life. You have full reign on your life so you have to decide what matters to you and you just do it! </div><div>Some of my things are...</div><div><br></div><div>1. A newer one is a more organized house. This is something I've been working on over the years and the more kids I added to our posse the harder it got but I think I've got a good handle on it now. I definitely take advantage of child labour too. So smart. It's not actually doable and I have a messy house 99.9% of the time, we live in a box with 7 people so there's that... I keep up as much as I can but I'm a busy mom and some things just can wait! Like the shower... How often do you actually clean your shower? Doesn't it clean itself when you shower? No? Just mine? Dang that sucks for you. </div><div><br></div><div>2. My business. As a photographer I only do sessions outdoors so I don't like working through the winter because I hate the cold. Good thing I live in the tropics eh? I know the busy times of year for my work and that's when I dedicate more time to it. It's not always easy but it's so important I have accomplishments aside from my family. Sounds crazy I know but I want to be independent and do as many things as I can. I also like to contribute financially when I can. Just kidding, that's my money. Don't touch it husband. You pay the bills, I shop. For the necessities of course... </div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">3. Since last year I've been working on becoming healthy. Most of you know my recent health issues so I want to be as healthy as possible. Including going to the gym 4-5 times a week. I go after taking the kids to school and put Parks in their daycare and I absolutely love it! I stopped going in December and was so depressed, I missed it! I'm actually really good at eating but that's been learned over the last year and it's not easy but once you get the hang of it, it's great!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">4. This one I get all the time. I like to get ready. Some days I try harder and others, meh. I put makeup on everyday and make myself presentable and this is important to me so I make time for it! I also like to look good for my husband. Selena Gomez even said so, I just wanna look good for you baby. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I know how long I need for specific times and I can do it quickly or full out. It doesn't take much but I actually enjoy doing my hair and makeup. I feel so much better too! It boosts my confidence as well. Bonus.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">5. My kids activities. I've always wanted my kids to be involved in as many things as they wanted, so that they are. Kylas in gymnastics and robotics club at school. Jayci and Presley are in 3 dance classes and were in Bricks for kids at school. Laken is in dance all year and has been in gymnastics off and on as well. I want to get them back in swimming too. Jayci and Presley want to get into skating more next year so we will do that and drop a couple dance classes probably. Like, I can't do it all people. Let's be real. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I think it's so important to have balance but that also means taking care of yourself too, not just the family. So find out what's important to you or what you want to be important and prioritize your list. Mine is constantly changing and altering to our lifestyle but those are the basics right now and right now I have to go unplug a toilet and get my son off the kitchen table. Like I said. Priorities... Now does anyone want to put my kids to bed? </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Night y'all! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-73953661421950990772015-11-10T17:31:00.001-07:002015-11-10T17:51:36.583-07:00I doI feel like since I'm 30 now I can say I've learned lessons and teach others. So I'm pretty much a professor or something. <div><br></div><div>I'm pretty proud of my marriage to my husband. I'd say we have a good one going here. I have been with this guy for 12 years, I think, and I've learned a few things over the years on keeping our marriage going and happy. Here's what I've learned. My Mindy lesson for the day. I gave one on Facebook yesterday so here is today's.</div><div><br></div><div>1. This is definitely number one. </div><div>You have to communicate! Like for reals. Every frustration, every appreciation, every thought. Tell each other them! We all know I'm a huge open book so my husband gets that too. Poor guy. But I'll tell you a not so secret, secret. Guys aren't the smartest at reading women so you kind of have to tell them. Word for word. It's a fact. Sometimes I'm all annoyed or mad and he's like, "why are you mad?" And I say "you seriously don't know why I'm mad?" He says, "uh no..." Which makes it more annoying and me more mad. So don't do that. They don't know! I think I've finally accepted this myself. </div><div><br></div><div>2. Get to know each other. Everything! Know their limits of when to stop being a B to them. Or when they are worn out and need your support. Pay attention to their needs. Everyone has them. Like I need a massage every night. Sometimes he fails at this and then we go back to number one again... It's ok, this brings me to number 3.</div><div><br></div><div>3. Forgive each other! We've been over how the men are not perfect and neither are we... Ok we are like this close to it right? Maybe I could like make his lunches or something. Nah, I'll choose something else. I already have 5 kids to feed! Feed yourself you grown man. </div><div>But on a serious note we all mess up big or small so no ones perfect. Accept their apologies and get over it. </div><div><br></div><div>4. After you have kids, work harder. We are a prime example. We had a posse of children and one day it was like, "oh hey there person sharing my bed, who are you again?" Like seriously, you forget you're married. You can't even have a conversation until the kids are in bed and most times I work or he's on nights or we are wiped. Or... Ahem, I watch my shows. But whatever. </div><div>Anyways, date yo man. I'll say it again, communicate! Make time for each other here and there. Dust makes an effort to text me more and sometimes even call while on a break. Like once a month... But I'll snap chat him throughout the day. No not of that you pervs. I'll send what the kiddos are doing or how cute Parks is again bla bla bla. </div><div><br></div><div>5. Laugh. I've been kind of a crank lately with him on shut down which he's now done and I have realized that. I'm working on it and not snapping at him or being "feisty" as he calls it. I'm getting back to my happy place and away from my running away place. Being a mom is hard sometimes! </div><div><br></div><div>6. Look good for your spouse! I got to a point where I was lazy and didn't care what I wore or looked like most of the time but I realized I want to look good for my man. I cared when he married me so I put that effort into my hair, makeup and clothes. It seriously doesn't take long once you get a quick routine down. I'm working out and trying to get into shape. For him and myself though. I've had a few health issues arise this year so I'm trying to live a healthy lifestyle because I'm not getting any younger! Anyways just make a little effort like put on your cuter sweats and tshirt. So. me. What? I said effort. That totally counts. </div><div><br></div><div>7. Grow with your spouse and not apart. This is big too. Everyone changes, no one stays the same person in 10-30 years and so on. I'm definitely a different person since Dustin married me and so is he but we grew together and accepted those changes. I mean to a point. If they become a major ass then that's not ok. And women get your hormones in check! I'm definitely more "feisty" these days compared to the old ones which I feel bad for sometimes. Kind of. Whatever at least I acknowledge it. What is it Dr. Phil says? First you have to acknowledge the behavior then change? Meh. Baby steps counts. </div><div><br></div><div>Anyways those are my thoughts. My husband can drive me mental lots of times. Did I say lots of times? He's like a giant child. I have 6 children actually. Except I don't make his lunches... I probably drive him nuts too, he laughs at me a lot. When I'm angry and going off he just laughs and says he wishes he could record me. We balance each other. He's more laid back and I'm not as much or however you would describe me. "Almost perfect" could be one way to say it. </div><div>I asked him the other day "are you sure you wanna be married to me forever?" He laughed and then asked me. I said "well I'm kinda stuck, we decided to have a colony together." </div><div>I'm kidding, I wouldn't want anyone else. For real. He's perfect and so amazing to me all that mushy stuff, I definitely married my best friend. </div><div><br></div><div>There's some things I have learned so far. Now taking appointments for counseling. You're welcome. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguqeaVvln3_uCm3oZeBBEhYd95qC_lesREX28KOZJNvjrHO5kFbQilC4AFmk_9IF_ddv9IFJYo5mS0nzjc_cLjz7xThZfvYmJ0dDzohe0SXfCYWWSt5BRGirD-VHIADbazpePs/s640/blogger-image-301050512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguqeaVvln3_uCm3oZeBBEhYd95qC_lesREX28KOZJNvjrHO5kFbQilC4AFmk_9IF_ddv9IFJYo5mS0nzjc_cLjz7xThZfvYmJ0dDzohe0SXfCYWWSt5BRGirD-VHIADbazpePs/s640/blogger-image-301050512.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-36168999135815582252015-09-01T20:57:00.001-06:002015-09-02T13:43:58.822-06:00Family PhotosTo say I've been busy is an understatement for sure. I seriously can't fit everything in that I have going on. I'm trying to work, Dustin is working overtime, back to school, baby who had pneumonia and in and out of the hospital, softball playoffs, the normal mom routine etc etc. <div>BUT I had to stop and post our amazing family photos we got taken on holidays. I have been so busy I haven't even looked at them for days! That's bad. And you don't even know how excited I was for them. <div>I cannot WAIT to blow these up all over our new house in a few months. </div><div><br></div><div>I am so proud to say this is my family and to have these photos of them means the world. Professional photography is worth every damn penny. Plus Parks can now be on our walls. Poor kid. He's nearly one. Oh well. I had to wait to get photos with Kelsey who we went to before and I will only go to her. She sees my vision EVERY time and as a perfectionist myself that means a lot. I told her what I wanted and she nailed it. Thanks so much Kelsey!</div><div><br></div><div>Anyways, I'm obsessed. 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Like 110lbs. That was normal and it came naturally. So that was me and I was good with that. Then I had my oldest and gained a lot with her. Lost it all within 3-4 months, didn't do a thing to lose it. Twins, same thing. Laken, same thing. Then two years after Laken I got hypothyroidism, so I gained a few pounds and I was SO hard on myself! I felt huge. I think at most I weighed 113lbs. Now I had my boy. My weight has NOT come off of me like the others and it literally broke me down. I felt gross and disgusting and every person that looked at me I thought they were judging me on my weight. I've never been through struggling with weight and I couldn't handle it. I then decided to change my life, eating and working out here and there. Now let's be real. I have 5 kids AND work. I do not get to work out as often I can and you know what, that's ok! I eat healthy as much as I can. I'm actually becoming really good at it! I'm proud of myself. I went in for blood work for my swollen joints thinking it was rheumatoid arthritis and came back as hypothyroidism again and worse than before. It sucked. But I knew I would have to do what I could with it. I went on meds and even started brown seaweed extract? Who knows, I suck at taking it lets be honest but it's supposed to help with thyroid. So we will see. I figured that's why I wasn't losing my weight and wanted to blame it on that but this </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">whole thing is bull. It's bull crap!! </span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">This is NOT ok! It's not ok I think this way and it's not ok I feel this way! I have had 5 children out of this body. I've breastfed the crap out of these breasts and I've stretched my body 4 times for these 5 kids. Why the hell am I feeling like I need to be on the cover of the Victoria's Secret magazine? I shouldn't! I am healthy and I work out when I can and I don't give a rats ass how skinny I am. I will wear what I feel good in and I will be happy being healthy in my own body because this is life! This is reality! There's no photoshop in real life. </span><div><br></div><div>I have learned and come to realize these skinny and in shape people first, don't have any children, or they work their ass off for their body. And you know what, that is awesome for them. I would love to be like them and maybe one day I will. In the mean time lets smack a bitch (myself) to reality and be happy with what I've accomplished! This world is so messed up with image. It is NOT ok! </div><div>If you are doing your best to be healthy, because you are only given one body this life, then that is good enough. Who cares what other people think. Who. Cares! </div><div><br></div><div>I have such a strong opinion of this. Maybe because I had to go through the whole acceptance thing and I'm slowly working to my goals I have for myself and realize how hard it really is. I've never had to do that and I appreciate that. I have all the respect in the world for those who can discipline and have the time for that. I know it's attainable but you know what, my baby is not even 10 months old and if I'm 10lbs away from my pre pregnancy weight I'm ok with that. We as women go through so much to have these babies. SO MUCH. </div><div>I went swimming today and looked in the mirror and could pick myself apart with what I didn't like. How sad is that? I want to have a healthy body and I'm getting there but why are we so hard on ourselves? I don't wanna be in the picture, I hate my arms, I hate my legs, I feel like my face is fat when I smile, I have a muffin top in these pants... Those are only a few things I thought to myself the past few months. It sounds so bad when you say it outloud! </div><div>If you are living a healthy lifestyle then who gives a crap about what you look like?! Be happy with who you are, be CONFIDENT in who you are. Confidence plays a huge part in how you are perecpted. No matter what you look like. </div><div>Please love yourself. Please take care of yourself and just be happy! Because your kids don't care what the scale says. They care that you're happy. Teach them that life isn't about your image. </div><div>I've heard too many women be hard on themselves lately and it makes me sad to hear it. When they say it, I think, ya that's me too! Then it clicks, why do I think like that? I realize how sad it is. </div><div><br></div><div>I think, the only person who cares about it, is you. </div><div>You. Are. Beautiful. Beauty comes from the inside remember? </div><div><br></div><div>And I'm done. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-5104109630006900842015-07-06T15:17:00.001-06:002015-07-06T17:32:56.736-06:00ReadyAfter a lot of back and forth debate if I should blog this or not I decide why the hell not? <div><br><div>I do not live life to any ones expectations but my own. My husband and children are the main and most important thing in my life.</div><div>We live with love, we live with caring, we put others first and teach manners. We teach with love and kindness (well except at bedtime, like really kids go tooooo SLEEP) we teach how family is the most important thing. That there are rules and consequences for your actions. You be grateful for what you have. Set goals for yourself, aim as high as you want, because you can achieve anything you want too! You support others even if it's not what you think to be right. You be kind to everyone, no matter what, but also stand up for yourself and don't let others walk all over you. </div><div>Love your parents, they make mistakes and this is their first time being a parent so cut them a little slack if they mess up. Love your dad because he works his ass off for this family. Love your mom because she's going crazy figuring out how to be a good mom every day, all day and doing the best she can. </div><div>Aim to find the best husband possible, someone who treats you right. Who is motivated to provide for your family and treat you like gold. Someone who you also respect and look up too as a man and father. </div><div>Go to school and get an education, work towards something. You only live once so make it a count. </div><div>Forgive others. No ones perfect and people mess up, forgive them for the mistakes they make. Forgive yourself and the mistakes you make because you will but don't live with regrets. Mistakes are there for you to learn from. </div><div>Don't sit around and wait for someone to hand you life, go get it yourself. Be inspired in everything. Learn from everything. </div><div>Be healthy and active. Have fun every day. Laugh at things and learn to let things go. Don't worry until you have too. Love your family and be there for your siblings. They are the only ones who will always be there. Family is so important. </div><div><br></div><div>With all this being said. These are just a few things we try to raise our children with. We are not perfect parents we just do what we know is best for us and our children. I feel like there's been a huge elephant in the room for a few years now which has really been behind the scenes even longer. Dustin and I have left our church. We are more than happy with our decision and we know there will be speculation but we don't care. I am an open book so feel free to ask me anything. I won't debate and I won't persuade others to live how I do but I know this choice was the best choice for us and we have never been happier or closer as a family. This has been a journey for Dustin and I for years. That's all I want to say about that but I felt it needed to be put out there because there's a side to my life I always feel I can't talk about because of how I've been raised or other people in our lives. </div><div><br></div><div>There have been so many supportive people with our decision and we are really grateful for that. We appreciate respect from others and we also respect others. </div><div><br></div><div>I hope and pray to be the best parents we can be to these children. I hope I can be the best wife I can. I have so many goals in life I want to accomplish and with this family I have, I know I can. I have the hardest working husband I know. He's more than my husband but my best friend. I'm so grateful we have the same goals and desires in life, that's rare to find. I'm definitely one of the lucky ones. I'm lucky I could have 5 children. I know there are people who can't have children of their own and I never take a day for granted these little people are mine. No matter how crazy or stressed out I get I wouldn't change it for anything. It's worth it. </div><div>We love every friend and family member in our lives. There are some amazing people in this world. </div><div><br></div><div>Love everyone and remember you only live once... 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So you all know what that means? We have to entertain all of the children ALL of the days! <div>So many people couldn't wait for summer holidays, while in the back of my mind was...Disaster in the house all day. All the kids around ALL day. I have to keep them happy ALL day! When you're used to majority of them gone to school you kinda get down time and the house stays clean for like two hours... Then you eat another meal. But you can even do laundry AND fold it. I know, amaaaazing. I remember one time I even made banana bread... Just kidding I made it more than once. Twice. I made it twice. Just ask my sister how many times I had rotten bananas sitting on my counter and I would say, "I'm going to make banana bread." I ain't lyin. </div><div><br></div><div>So today I took my kids with my sister Britt and her kiddos to the parade and then to Mac island events where it's INSANE. Oh let me point out last night I snapped my ankle while running across first base in softball and it may be sprained or broken or something, whatevs. So I wrapped it. That helped. Kind of. I nursed while we made it through the gigantic crowd, Kyla pushing the stroller and as we go I am constantly counting my kids. Isn't that why we had 5, incase I lose one we still have an army? Kidding. </div><div><br></div><div>But I literally came back and had to lay down and I didn't move for like an hour. Kids fended for themselves and I was paralyzed. Exhausted. So I made the kids clean up (hello mystery clean up) and sent them outside. </div><div>I then asked Laken what they wanted for supper. She said, "pizza!" (We like never have that...) and I said "I don't have any pizza" she goes, "uh ya you get it from the mailman at the door, remember?! I guess that's what mailmen deliver these days. </div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So we had waffles. I really need groceries. Kyla said, "this is the best Canada Day supper EVER!" Jayci pipes up "ya it is because you couldn't cook anything so we got GOOD food!" </span></div><div>Uh, thanks? Trust me, I would cook waffles and KD everyday and be the best mom in the world! </div><div><br></div><div>So, since it's summer, "mom can we switch beds tonight?!" Sure. Then you're in bed by 730. Which turned to 8... Then they need drinks, they are hot, one stubbed her toe. Weird how that happens when you're in bed! One has a scratch on her foot from... Yesterday! One is freaked out by her sisters doll on the shelf. All the while I'm bathing baby so he sleeps better, he's teething and it's my favorite. So Dust just gets home, goes up and puts baby back to bed and helps one or two kids with what they need. Comes down, Parks cried again. He goes "ugh!" I said don't even, you just got home. He's like "I know the kids just need this and need that." Welcome the the past 2 hours Hun! TAP OUT. </div><div><br></div><div>But in all honesty, we do have great kids. It's just sometimes insane! My girls will always step up to help and constantly help with Parks if he eat something off the floor or well, eats something off the floor. He's like a vacuum. If it's food I really don't care! 5th kid guys, at least he's getting some nutrients with his grazing right? </div><div>Kyla's a little mom and the twins have really stepped up lately and it's great. We do live in a small house for only a little while longer and they know how and where they should help. We did their lemonade stand this weekend again and I asked them what they wanted to save for this year. Last year they saved almost $200 for holidays. They all said to buy a house. It was amazing. They understand how things don't come free and you have to work for them. We are grateful for Dust working all he can and me working while raising these 5 kids! Trust me it's not easy working lately but I'll do what I can to help. I want to get to an amazing place in my career one day so baby steps for right now. </div><div><br></div><div>Anyways, Happy Canada Day friends!! We sure have awesome people in our life and are grateful for every single one and to live where we live. My husband has an amazing job where he gets to work overtime and has opportunities some don't. We've worked hard to get here and are thankful every day for that. </div><div><br></div><div>I think all my kids are asleep so that means I can go to sleep too! Ha ya right. </div><div>Night all. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyaf3TQzGWKexKMnhv5bic2mXxBiw4m3uZmmJn09sHZfGif_sXp-gz1caUOR8XwytL9ul4mCljo6JjBUpaqxWz8E2HLHdOmqcy_eAtm_yNY4AZ0SY0SQj3jQf0mKIapboQSFR/s640/blogger-image--925345658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyaf3TQzGWKexKMnhv5bic2mXxBiw4m3uZmmJn09sHZfGif_sXp-gz1caUOR8XwytL9ul4mCljo6JjBUpaqxWz8E2HLHdOmqcy_eAtm_yNY4AZ0SY0SQj3jQf0mKIapboQSFR/s640/blogger-image--925345658.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-81607242745386995572015-05-24T21:29:00.001-06:002015-05-24T22:26:30.951-06:00Random ramblings<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I am sitting here waiting for my son to get tired so then I can go up to my room and work. So why not blog? I was going to clean but meh, it's over rated. Besides its just going to get messy again anyways in the morning. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div>So lately I've been a single mom. It's been fun. But not. We have had so much going on lately, it's crazy! At this moment I don't remember what that is specifically but I tell ya we have been busy. Dust has also been working lots of overtime. The weather is warm and I am LOVING it so I get outside as much as I can! Go with friends to the park or walks or BBQ's and just be outside everyday all day. I already have a tan and it's May! So happy.</div><div> </div><div>Ok let's talk about it. Post. baby. body. I could get into the perks of it like the cellulite, the stretched out belly that ain't ever going back or having to throw your boobs up over your shoulder to wash your stomach... Those things are all super fun and all but this is a little different. </div><div>I have had a MAJOR struggle this time around bouncing back like I usually do. Maybe my body's like, eff you, you had 5 kids so this time you actually have to work for it. Last pregnancies I was super lucky to bounce back within 3 months without working out or eating healthy. It was amazing. This time not so much. So I guess I have to actually try, like most people... I know poor me right? I wasn't the best with exercise while pregnant either. Definitely regretting that. I have never exercised actually. So now I'm more than I have ever weighed and it has been so hard on me! Like I would think about it all day, every single day. It was bad. I was embarrassed to go out of the house and when people looked at me I hated it. Isn't that bad? I was so unhappy with myself. So I decided to make changes but I tell you, it's not easy and it definitely doesn't happen overnight! A lot of it is a mental thing I found. You have to change your entire mentality of life. I decided to start with my eating and it's been a gradual thing and now it's become a habit. I never thought I'd be a person to say that! I no longer crave sugar or junk or pop. I WANT healthy food and I love it! I'm slowly losing my weight and I'm finally feeling confident again. I have had to over come that obstacle of thinking it's about a number but it's not, it's about how you feel! I definitely am not where I want to be but that's ok, it's a work in progress and I'm willing to work to get there. I workout as much as I can but even just a 20 minute circuit at home with weights makes a huge difference I've found. You don't have to run for an hour on the treadmill for it to count! I'm finding it hard to get the time to work out between my busy life and working now but I'm making it happen. I don't know how to explain it all and it's not about looking amazing (well kind of that) but it's about a lifestyle! It's SO important. I want to live a long and healthy life for my kids so I have to start now. I told Dustin I had kids all in my twenties and now my thirties are going to be about me. My work, my body and healthy goals, being in the best stable place of my life. We all know how unstable you are pregnant... So I've learned how important it is and i've learned how hard it is to get there! </div><div><br></div><div>Anyways, I wanted to share what I've been going through because I can't believe how hard it's been on me losing my baby weight. We are so hard on ourselves and it's not fair. I do not want to raise my kids like that. It's not about being skinny it's about being healthy. I am so proud my kids make healthy choices and they know how important it is. </div><div>I want to take some before and after pics but not quite yet. Maybe soon! </div><div><br></div><div>In other news, who hates cooking supper lately? All in agreement say, "I". I'm on my own food diet schedule so my kids get a totally separate meal and it's driving me mental. I need to find a balance. I eat a lot of salmon and my kids hate it so I have to plan this stuff. I have no motivation left some days! Speaking of motivation. My kids have NOT been listening good lately. I decided we needed to make some big changes fast. I decided to no longer be their friend but their mom. So I took away the iPads and Wii U and Saturday I gave them a ton of chores. They were in TROUBLE. I was so worn out of yelling and saying things a hundred times so it was time. Guess what. It totally worked! I left for Laken's gymnastics and the 3 girls were left doing the chores and I firmly explained why they were doing this. I was at my whits end and I even started crying. I was so worn out by being mad all the time that all I could do was cry!</div><div> I came home and the house was clean! Before I left they asked what they do when they finish what I told them to do and I said then find something else and clean that! So they did they even swept the bathrooms! I came in and Jaycis like "mom, we are going to listen to you the first time you ask us to do something." It was AMAZING. I can't believe it worked! Since then it's been a huge difference! Parenting is freakin hard. It's exhausting and it can be chaos and it is seriously the toughest job in the world! It's a challenge for me on a daily basis. I'm no perfect parent and I always feel like I should be better in so many ways and feel so guilty but one day at a time right? I totally got this. </div><div>I've got my husband and Dr. Phil, so I'm set. </div><div><br></div><div>This baby is not going to sleep so I can work. It's like he knows. Daddy's on night hundred and moms exhausted and he really doesn't care. Thanks baby.</div><div><br></div><div>But seriously, look at that face. He's the bomb. Being a mom really does rock most the time. But I would be lying if I said it wasn't the hardest thing I've ever done. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjWWCkwZFu9G1X_1X-VeCLKlNVBiBuiEX17mLGJNMMFACUKirbm23XV_bT-bx3wdjK4-0vimd0ASzUrroso3IyMQHHvk_Tc9qn1ibBtWYIqkWGhlPARaxpjU9MCuE4VqyDk8X/s640/blogger-image--2049108569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjWWCkwZFu9G1X_1X-VeCLKlNVBiBuiEX17mLGJNMMFACUKirbm23XV_bT-bx3wdjK4-0vimd0ASzUrroso3IyMQHHvk_Tc9qn1ibBtWYIqkWGhlPARaxpjU9MCuE4VqyDk8X/s640/blogger-image--2049108569.jpg"></a></div> </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-45127067749136360062015-04-21T20:51:00.001-06:002015-04-21T20:51:39.721-06:00Cram em all inThe children I mean. In our house. Our tiny townhouse. What were we thinking?<div><br></div><div>Right now this baby hates sleep. He's like, hell no guys. I've let him cry to sleep for naps which is like 15 mins, yay. But bedtime... He shares a room with Kyla so she comes out in minutes "I CANT SLEEP!" Poor girl. So she is in our bed and he's crying it out. This is the first night I've let him cry at bedtime. Now before everyone gets all judgy on the CIO (cry it out) as people call in now, I did it with all my girls and it worked and they could sleep through a tornado. So there. </div><div>But anyways, the other 3 girls share a room as well. These rooms are side by side. You can see how that goes over well. </div><div>We are buying a house this year if it kills us!! For reals this time. I CANNOT wait. But really when trying to buy an $800,000 house it doesn't happen overnight. So we decide to have babies instead... </div><div><br></div><div>This house NEVER is clean. If it is it's when all the girls are in school and Laken doesn't move. It's messy in literally seconds with this many people. I don't know how we are doing it in here but we are! We are amazing. I know. Just kidding, I know people have it worse than us, bla bla bla. So I'm so grateful for our home. Actually no I can't even write that out, it's a lie! I hate this house. </div><div>Both of us are working as hard as we can this year to get our house. Our realtor will hate me because I know exactly what I want. Yes "I", because really all Dustin cares about is the basement layout and that we get a garage, which is where he will proudly display all his hunting. Those animal heads are not allowed on my walls. He married the wrong girl for that. Like can you say, nightmares?! Creeeepy. Plus we all know how much I love animals... </div><div><br></div><div>Anyways, that's what we are up too lately. I've said this before but we are taking donations. </div><div>Anyone? Anyone at all. Someone's gotta feel bad for us enough don't ya think? Some rich oil guy maybe. We tried winning the dream home, nope that plan didn't work. I guess we actually have to work for it now. Stupid. </div><div><br></div><div>It's all stupid guys. Anyways I am nursing Parks to sleep again... That worked well didn't it? </div><div>I was hoping to blog longer but this will have to do. I have so much to update on. Next time. </div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-37212760153819959542015-03-20T20:09:00.001-06:002015-03-20T20:09:03.062-06:00For realsSometimes I vent. Ok fine, all the time. Hey talking is good. Keeping it in, bad guys. <div><br><div>Life is so repetitive! </div><div>Let's feed the kids. Clean the house. Who am I kidding, like tidy the one main floor people see. Change the baby. Throw the laundry in, oh hell I forgot to change the laundry over last time, redo laundry. Feed baby. Baby nap. Maybe shower? Clean house... Again. How the eff is it noon already?? Feed kids AGAIN. Clean up mess from feeding said kids. Remember all the things you remembered while in bed last night. Wash daughters gym wrist bands, she's asked like a hundred times. Try and feel like a good mom and do something productive with the kids. Ha just kidding again, go play on the iPad...in the basement. Why do people show up when the house ISN'T clean when I clean it ALL THE TIME?! I just vacuumed and the floor looks dirty. These damn couch pillows and blankets are over rated and NEVER properly stay put. As if I live in a show home and they stay there. Hilarious. When did I mop last? Or clean the upstairs bathroom shower? Does it matter it gets washed every day anyways when people shower right? K cool. Line up shoes, hang up coats. How is it supper?! Cook supper. No one likes peas, or this sauce... It has RED things in it. Well duh. I should have known. Eat it or starve. I am not a Resturaunt peeps. Home work. Tidy rooms and get the bleep in bed. </div><div><br></div><div>That's not just one day specifically, more like a jumble of random things but I am TIRED guys! So tired. When the husband works all this overtime to buy us a house that I swear will never happen... It's exhausting. We have the worst luck. (Taking donations at any amount by the way, maybe I should do one of those go fund me things. I'm sure people will feel bad for us and donate right?) But he works his ass off for us and it's great and all but man my sanity pays for it! </div></div><div><br></div><div>I don't want to seem like life is always rough because it's not! It's just busy. Non stop. Sometimes I just need a break. I need ME time!! I don't even remember what that's like! Dustin gets to leave everyday and be himself at a job. Today I told him I would totally go in for him, I could forsure be an electrician. I'm smart, I'll figure it out. I think some day soon I will be locked up and gone cray cray. I feel it comin. </div><div>Maybe I just need a house. Somewhere to stay organized with some space. I think we deserve it. I don't know what to do different lately but just keep going and we will get there. We chose to have these 5 little people and would never trade anything for that but sometimes it's so frustrating just when we think we are getting close, something else comes up. It's funny once we get into a house how much money we will actually save each month. It doesn't make sense at all but it's true. We will be on the housing plan with Suncor but it's just getting there. It's so frustrating and I don't know what else to do to get there but we just keep plugging away taking one day at a time and staying positive. Some things are so easy for some people and some things are so so hard!! I would just love for it to work out for us this year. I have the hardest working husband in the world. He would work day and night if it was offered to get us a house and he does! I'm so grateful for his career and our future he has given us. It's been a process but I know it'll be worth it. </div><div><br></div><div>These little people are the best thing that have happened to us and if we have to live in a box I would because some people have it way worse than us so I try to be thankful for what we do have every day. So these days where I can barely function I'm so tired and worn out, it's so worth it. It really does sound crazy doesn't it. All that chaos and stress each day is actually worth it! </div><div><br></div><div>There is nothing in life without goals. To constantly get better and somewhere new in life. I always life live as if it's our only chance at everything because It really is! You're only young once and you only live once, so make it a good one! </div><div><br></div><div>I realized this was a very personal post for me, more than usual because it hit a spot that eats at us daily and I've shed many tears over. I know everyone has their struggles and ours are minor compared to many. I'm grateful for what we do have. I see it in these 5 faces every. day. Love them. </div><div><br></div><div>And I need a nap. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeaF92GE8e-nKc9sM6OpPg3Gg2lrrI3-cyZtUbX5X4IWGjL1dMyOMZyKVy55zLcD_Mx90LWO-FogTjKuCxtdP3uakKX29zhVHdA-WarSmmbrcmA1ZCLJg0smXk8QVDNNZqQh6e/s640/blogger-image-1208154768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeaF92GE8e-nKc9sM6OpPg3Gg2lrrI3-cyZtUbX5X4IWGjL1dMyOMZyKVy55zLcD_Mx90LWO-FogTjKuCxtdP3uakKX29zhVHdA-WarSmmbrcmA1ZCLJg0smXk8QVDNNZqQh6e/s640/blogger-image-1208154768.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-74439797435979258762015-03-08T23:06:00.001-06:002015-03-08T23:16:08.576-06:00International woman's dayGuess what... I'm blogging so I'm bored as can be! So since today it's International Woman's Day. I, of course think about how amazing of a woman I have become. <div>Just kidding. </div><div>I actually did reflect on who I am as a woman and had some thoughts come to mind.</div><div>This year I turn 30 and I can't say enough how much I have learned in my twenties. </div><div>I had 5 kids, including twins, moved a few times and have done numerous small companies etc. But none of this can explain how much I've grown as a person and how I've become who I finally think I'm meant to be. </div><div><br></div><div>I reflect on myself a lot. Am I a nice person. I think so. Am I forgiving. Depends how bad you piss me off. Am I patient. Ask my husband. Am I happy. Ask my therapist... kidding. </div><div>These are some things that are important to who I am so I'm constantly working on them and more, many more. </div><div>There's one thing I have learned that is so important in becoming a good mom and wife and that is to take care of myself first. I used to think it was selfish but I saw the downfall when I didn't take care of myself. I went through some postpartum after having Laken off and on and it was really hard. I realized who was there for me in life and who I can really rely on in times of need. I also learned how important it is for me to be happy and healthy in order to be the mom and wife I need to be. If times get tough, which trust me they do, I make sure I do not let myself get to the point where I'm sinking. I have amazing sisters, an amazing husband and an amazing sister in law who I would say are my most important people I can rely on. Sometimes just talking it out is all I need. Holding it in just makes you crazy. Sometimes it's literally Dustin taking Parks while I cook and clean. Who knew I would actually WANT to do those things but just being me in my own head while I focus on a task truly helps escape the chaos sometimes. I mean I'd take a spa day too... Ahem, Dustin. </div><div><br></div><div>I am in NO way perfect. I get impatient, I yell at my kids, my house is never 100% clean, we have kraft dinner and sandwiches for lunch way too often, and I don't sit and read to my kids every night. Hell I don't even read. That's why we have Kyla. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">But you know what, I never stress about these things. I don't stress about the small stuff and that makes a huge difference in my life. I also don't let other peoples stresses or drama get to me, it's not allowed. If it doesn't affect my husband and kids I brush it off.</span></div><div><br></div><div>Another major thing I do want to touch on is how much I've let go of what other people think about me. I used to care. I cared about the choices I made in life if people approved of them but I (we) came to the realization that no matter what choice you make in life, there will always be someone who doesn't approve. ALWAYS. So we choose what's best for us and our kids and that's all that matters. No one else's opinion matters. This has changed our life in the best way and we are the happiest we've ever been! It's amazing when you start living your life for you and not others. It's also cool to see who accepts you for the way you choose to live! </div><div><br></div><div>I can't explain the amount of growth I have done in the last 5 years. I'm still Mindy, and I still feel like I'm 16 questioning who gave me all this responsibility! But, I'm becoming everything I WANT to be. I try to be the best of me I can be everyday and that's all that matters. I hope I can set an example to my girls of what kind of woman, mother and wife they want to grow into. Even if it's one thing they look up to me for then I will feel like I've conquered the world. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwBsMD9pt4AOX5xOTt83HjEycdEHbZ4UdrxEDf8X3OGOzsF5rZVV9QhdzHWpFM4swOmuCHH9QP8Zcg2kMh5vopFs0SB5clyIBYlwCz43ykEI5-JB2Hi8EHCL481NbFMRRWH7G/s640/blogger-image-480061154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwBsMD9pt4AOX5xOTt83HjEycdEHbZ4UdrxEDf8X3OGOzsF5rZVV9QhdzHWpFM4swOmuCHH9QP8Zcg2kMh5vopFs0SB5clyIBYlwCz43ykEI5-JB2Hi8EHCL481NbFMRRWH7G/s640/blogger-image-480061154.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-55267523248299440842015-02-24T20:42:00.001-07:002015-02-24T20:45:24.577-07:00Friends for lifeAlrighty. My favorite time if day. Bedtime. It's teachers convention week and I have a house full of kids with croup. So as Juan Pablo would say, "es not ok". <div>Plus it's night 3 of night shift for the other half. But we are surviving. On top of this all, I've cooked supper every night. I know right. I deserve a medal or something. </div><div><br></div><div>So anyways I want to do a post of a few things about two of my favorite people. Jayci and Presley. </div><div><br></div><div>When I was pregnant with these twin girls I read a book on, well, twins. One thing that always stuck with me is they talked about them being individuals and how to not group them together all the time as the "twins". I mean of course I call them that here and there but I have always tried not too. When they were born it was fun to dress them in twinner outfits that were two different colors but as soon as they started school I wanted them to be separate people so I no longer bought them clothing that was the same. If I do it's shoes or jackets or something like that but I try not to get the same. I can't handle spending twice the money on the same shirt and pants. I'd rather buy two outfits and their wardrobe has more options. So you can see how it's been great lately when all they ask is that they want to dress the "SAME MOM". Well that bit me in the ass didn't it. Well too bad. So they find things that are similar. </div><div><br></div><div>It's so great how close they are. They are best friends and love spending time together. One time we were sitting at the table and Presley was asking if her and Jayci could have a day with just them and no other sisters around so it could be their twin day. So I planned this entire special day and went all out... Who am I kidding, I totally forgot like 5 minutes later until right now. Whoops. Clearly she did too... </div><div><br></div><div>I was debating splitting them up in school next year but they really don't want to be so maybe the year after. I want them to become separate people and find their own group of friends and see how it goes. This year there are 3 sets of twins in their class! All girls! So they are actually really best friends with the one set of twins. It's awesome. Oh they also have a "friend" named Andrew. They have this little love triangle between the 3 of them. They talk about kids having crushes but of course they don't have a crush on anyone. You should see Presley's face when we ask. Straight as can be with a little "no" and she will not crack. BUT they both draw him pictures and his mom sends me pics of them. I die. </div><div><br></div><div>It's funny how it doesn't really feel any different having twins now. Compared to them as babies hauling around two car seats, nursing two at the same time (for a year), waking up in the night to two babies. All that stuff is over and we just have two girls who look alike and are the same age! The other day I got asked if they were triplets. Them and Kyla... The two girls are so tall. They are in the 99 percentile for their height. Guess they take after their dad and Kyla takes after me. We always said it would be funny to see how tall our kids turn out with us two being so drastically different. </div><div><br></div><div>Anyways this baby won't stay asleep. It's like why bother going to bed when you're going to wake up anyways. It's harder being woken up, right? Ya right, I love sleep. I'm so happy my kids can get up and fend for themselves for breakfast and let me sleep. They rock. We taught them how to pour a bowl of cereal and turn on the tv like as soon as they could walk. So smart. </div><div><br></div><div>Well off to get this boy back to bed then watch real housewives. One of my favs. Getting entertainment out of other peoples drama is the best. Too good. And maybe I'll change my shirt. I've smelled like baby puke for a few hours now. Good thing my husbands not home or he wouldn't come near me. On the other hand maybe I should wear this shirt tomorrow again... </div><div><br></div><div>I'm off. We love these two sweet girls. They really are beyond thoughtful and have the biggest caring hearts I've ever seen. Makes me one proud mama! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQla0HkpwgRF1B0NpX9EwFFmNM7kFv0yrPSONRww3PsV-zgtjuKKZGzmFYOyDNihqk2m74X5euXAWTknIFL4aBlsI-_xD5dWFimjNz_ZcL8qh4fA9nMvizenYSRZFImW2k0iLD/s640/blogger-image-117134092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQla0HkpwgRF1B0NpX9EwFFmNM7kFv0yrPSONRww3PsV-zgtjuKKZGzmFYOyDNihqk2m74X5euXAWTknIFL4aBlsI-_xD5dWFimjNz_ZcL8qh4fA9nMvizenYSRZFImW2k0iLD/s640/blogger-image-117134092.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYidscrNgZTiyW9Bx3Aa82E8ckgiG_ty2tWdKEknzrxQsQioYcho4nunhiP_y5Xoy0Hui0R0ONOrRzvJ89PHVsa1SI7yx6jJ-N6B2MvxP_oI105seb1LuLrfYlf1GmlJ6pcwIB/s640/blogger-image-216336859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYidscrNgZTiyW9Bx3Aa82E8ckgiG_ty2tWdKEknzrxQsQioYcho4nunhiP_y5Xoy0Hui0R0ONOrRzvJ89PHVsa1SI7yx6jJ-N6B2MvxP_oI105seb1LuLrfYlf1GmlJ6pcwIB/s640/blogger-image-216336859.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZEuCiJAtopVCl_onEN78nsXkpUBLIpIUDlPefjEY-MwDM0HPYZyK6piN-pm8Fga8NV6seIqQW70roZ0umn8j8aZvhhVfu9NUpPOssZZHia8BJjcovRF5P_43_Y8O3sbVw9px/s640/blogger-image-1045065594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZEuCiJAtopVCl_onEN78nsXkpUBLIpIUDlPefjEY-MwDM0HPYZyK6piN-pm8Fga8NV6seIqQW70roZ0umn8j8aZvhhVfu9NUpPOssZZHia8BJjcovRF5P_43_Y8O3sbVw9px/s640/blogger-image-1045065594.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXDzNgJjk2mlxJYcmxNBVf8jrt_vwQppl-hozYiuslUFhvMZwySbuapgkJv8v1FdWbyF1tE4gXxn_TtmcboJSjqo_sVQ0yzWFNDEnTdIsEGxE-mahcBrPRBJiTxtyx7h3kSOY/s640/blogger-image--426868662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXDzNgJjk2mlxJYcmxNBVf8jrt_vwQppl-hozYiuslUFhvMZwySbuapgkJv8v1FdWbyF1tE4gXxn_TtmcboJSjqo_sVQ0yzWFNDEnTdIsEGxE-mahcBrPRBJiTxtyx7h3kSOY/s640/blogger-image--426868662.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlUAA6ss099HxrISydR3V1bFdW5QmC3B71mxIIOsBUtIxJOWiqy8jweGwihkNHZOkbVHQzOQXC_ap6E5dfvidZd2yV4umZme-qjVowkcvVZEAJfw5ZGq0kXXRqUJ0NwbrdWkN/s640/blogger-image--683851922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlUAA6ss099HxrISydR3V1bFdW5QmC3B71mxIIOsBUtIxJOWiqy8jweGwihkNHZOkbVHQzOQXC_ap6E5dfvidZd2yV4umZme-qjVowkcvVZEAJfw5ZGq0kXXRqUJ0NwbrdWkN/s640/blogger-image--683851922.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGsAC70TLCnxKpWyOJmcH_rycPp1I0KjbHdQ6Iea9wJ9CEy5S4p27kWIQfUb42nW-FI8egxC0T3D2ZiT_PxNRskGEEm_z4PQWoY9UvDyEHTr5BnWTWhwmyx1E5web5wo0HUpZY/s640/blogger-image--1134508513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGsAC70TLCnxKpWyOJmcH_rycPp1I0KjbHdQ6Iea9wJ9CEy5S4p27kWIQfUb42nW-FI8egxC0T3D2ZiT_PxNRskGEEm_z4PQWoY9UvDyEHTr5BnWTWhwmyx1E5web5wo0HUpZY/s640/blogger-image--1134508513.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIOZo0tep_gnkOHtSx22nQTVcYRo2WFLDHLyvCkSEgzNr9m8CjNA9UdfukS2-2P3LcuDBl6ugL_RzsmOBMgVAlReMht7FYGj38OTt3cJZR6mhF0oaU0ZuOobyZ3-vku6kBp0BM/s640/blogger-image--33288526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIOZo0tep_gnkOHtSx22nQTVcYRo2WFLDHLyvCkSEgzNr9m8CjNA9UdfukS2-2P3LcuDBl6ugL_RzsmOBMgVAlReMht7FYGj38OTt3cJZR6mhF0oaU0ZuOobyZ3-vku6kBp0BM/s640/blogger-image--33288526.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-85840113168415590502015-02-10T20:52:00.001-07:002015-02-10T21:00:04.567-07:00Sure!Oh goodness. My patience is gone and I'm spent. It's like I'm the energizer bunny and I have no choice to keep going and going... <div><br><div>Oh sweetie you peed your pants for the hundredth time, sure I'll help you get new ones. </div><div>Oh you don't want that for supper? No problem, you can be done. </div><div>You have no clean clothes? Sure I'll wash them. </div><div>You're fighting with your sister AGAIN? Sure I'll referee that damn chaos. </div><div>You don't like the 100 shirts I bought for you? You bet just keep wearing your favorite 3, no problem hunny!</div><div>You want to scream and laugh in the shower while your baby brother is napping, go for it. Sing some songs while you're at it. Or slide around on the floor of the tub. That's super quiet when you do that. You bet.</div></div><div>You wanna argue with me over why you got in trouble? Well I'll just stop and you tell me how I should of handled that. You are after all. 8. You're the smartest in the land! </div><div>Oh hi girls, welcome home from school, just plow through the house and throw your school papers wherever. I'll get to them later, it's all good. Alllll good my friends. </div><div>Your sister had the iPad and wants to play minecraft and you don't like it because you want to play so you stole it and told her she's not allowed. You are totally right. If anyone gets to play, it's you. Duh.</div><div>Is your mitten not on right? It's ok just keep freaking out in the grocery store while I get your brother in his car seat. It totally helps. In fact just keep saying it over and over. That ALWAYS works. </div><div><br></div><div>Some days it's like a downward spiral eh? Some days I don't want to have the patience for these shenanigans. That's a really ugly word written out by the way. Shenanigans. </div><div>Anyways, they know how to push your buttons some days! I love my kids, I really do. But man alive. If I could record my days sometimes I'd make a fortune. Not everyday, but some. You just gotta keep going though! No one else is going to do it for ya. No one else can be their mom or dad. In amongst all this chaos tonight, lucky Dustin gets to run off to work while I get to tuck these 5 kiddos to bed. It's more like throw them in, put the blankets on, kiss, see ya. Pure bliss right there. </div><div><br></div><div>Well. Tomorrow's a new day.</div><div>I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">got this. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xa0Qi7eTk-mKF-cVpwCG2t_2u8yr7WwNujM0H1w8HW-IXxOLgqFMQe19Nqr6YDFIy7U8wBn4n46RhduqO3HLpsMyJcHkhwL-SYJchN2v00xYoIPw9BR-HjjXWY4P4gjItyty/s640/blogger-image-984211372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xa0Qi7eTk-mKF-cVpwCG2t_2u8yr7WwNujM0H1w8HW-IXxOLgqFMQe19Nqr6YDFIy7U8wBn4n46RhduqO3HLpsMyJcHkhwL-SYJchN2v00xYoIPw9BR-HjjXWY4P4gjItyty/s640/blogger-image-984211372.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-87233584747187057822015-01-30T11:38:00.001-07:002015-01-30T12:04:04.584-07:00FiveHow do I do it? Which I get ALL the time. Well let's go through an average day for myself. <div>Wake up at 645 get the girls ready for school, baby fed and changed, start the car and leave out the door for 8am school. Get back home and put Parks down for a nap (usually in the swing but we don't judge right?) Then I re clean the tornado everyone left in the house. Shower or just get myself and Laken ready. Do a couple loads of laundry and fold them. Call my sister in the states some days because both of us have the busiest lives ever. Feed Laken and I lunch somewhere in there. Tend to Parks if he's fussy, feed him, change him... You get the idea. Then at 215 we leave to get the girls. On gymnastics/dance days which is is 2 and 3 times a week we come home and all 3 older girls get their dance/gym stuff on, scarf down a snack and we run downtown to drop Kyla off to gym. Then up back to dance, drop the twins off, then go home for about 15 mins then pick the twins back up again. Then home and eat supper which usually I have to have cooking or in the slow cooker or it's something quick to throw together. Try and fit homework in there somewhere... Then we go get Kyla for 7 and come home. Bedtime snack for the younger ones and supper for Kyla, then pjs, brush teeth and bed for 8. Then Kyla bed because she likes to take her sweet time. Then Parks bed... </div><div>I get to clean up the tornado once again and then my now new routine includes a workout even a quick one matters and then I watch a show or two and then bed! LOVE my show time. I've been watching Greys on netflix and it's my happy time. I have lots I pvr as well so I'm always good to go.</div><div>That's an average day for us. </div><div>These are a few key things for myself to stay sane. </div><div>1. Constantly tidy. If you leave it it becomes a huge job later and that really sucks. </div><div>2. Make your kids help with the tidying! This one is huge. We live in a smaller place so it gets messy FAST. Also they need to appreciate how to take care of a home and respect it. </div><div>3. Plan meals and prep. Ok I slack on this one sometimes and I always regret it but it helps so much when I do this! </div><div>4. Get yourself ready everyday, even if it's throw on some simple makeup and freshen up that hair. I've been experimenting with my makeup these days and I'm loving it. Simple shadow, blush, mascara, brows (a must!), and lipgloss. You'd be surprised how quick it can be and it makes you feel so much better! </div><div>5. Have a good husband. ;) I could NOT do it without Dustin. Plus he has an amazing new shift that let's him be home a lot more and it's a life saver. </div><div>6. On down days where they aren't busy with activities, get the bigger chores done. Bathrooms etc. </div><div>7. When you do a load of laundry FOLD IT and PUT IT AWAY! This one took me a long time to actually get in the habit of and since I've done it it's made a world of a difference!! And it's not even that hard. Who knew!?</div><div>8. Take time for yourself!! Everyone is different in what works and I still sometimes don't always know what I need to get that me time but it's very important.</div><div>9. Make your kids afraid of you. Just kidding. Well kind of. Discipline is THE most important thing when being and parent and it's probably the hardest! You're kids need to respect you as the parent and it may come across as mean but you are the PARENT first not their friend. Too many kids these days have no respect for adults and mine will not be those kids. I think this has been a main reason why I have well behaved kids. I LOVE the book written by Michelle Borba called the Big Book of Parenting. It's awesome. Any problem you're having with your child is in there and it tells you exactly how to deal with it. I can't suggest it enough. </div><div><br></div><div>So those would be my main points on "how I do it". It's chaos some days and I the first 3 months of Parks life are kind of a blur but we made it through and are back into a normal life routine. </div><div>I got married young and had kids young and pretty much had to learn as I went. I had to figure what worked and what didn't. I try not to let the little things get to me. I said "try"<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> Dustin, so stop looking at me with those judgey eyes! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My kids are amazing. I couldn't have 5 kids without them being so well behaved and I'm forever grateful for that. Don't get me wrong there are days where I'd pay someone to take them. Kyla and Laken will be the ones to give me grey hairs I'm sure of it! I rarely sit here and make my kids crafts or bake with them. Ain't nobody got time for that. I teach my kids to be creative on their own and not depend on me for keeping them entertained. My kids could be in an empty room and still keep themselves happy. </span></div><div>I'm definitely not "super mom" as I hear all the time. I fail. I wanna give up. I threaten to run away at least once month and you'd be entertained by the texts I send my husband some days. But. I love my life, I LOVE having a big family! It's the best decision we've ever made and I'm so lucky to have this family. It's constantly changing and we are growing together and we have one amazing future to look forward too! But if one more person asks me if I'm having another baby I may punch them. The answer is HELL. NO. This body is done. It's maxed out. It's stretched out. And my sanity is hanging in there, so let's not push it. K? K. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-19796070787733055252014-11-08T19:22:00.001-07:002014-11-08T19:43:18.623-07:00AmnesiaNo body tells you these things ya know. On what to expect when becoming a parent. The list is a mile long and that's just for me! Can you imagine the list for each parent out there? Every kid is different so then the way you parent is different.<div>It's funny what we take for granted. I've been through this baby thing before but we get this disease as moms where you forget everything right after it happens. Such as delivering a baby, waking up a million times in the night, or hauling around a car seat, which by the way I have bruises on my leg from. For real, numerous bruises! Who makes these things? They should be shot. At least pad the sides or something genius. I'll invent it. I already patent the idea so don't steal it.<div>Before Parks was born, I got a full nights sleep, I got to shower everyday, I was even bored a lot. I know, who's bored with 4 kids?? Me. Well I ain't bored no more! You know how I always got comments on "how do you do it?!" Or "you must be so busy!" Well I was busy but honestly my kids are so independent and really well behaved, and I taught them to be like that, that I had the time I needed to shower, cook, clean (which is so overrated by the way, like who does that anymore?) but I was sane. These days, not so much! <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">As I type this my 3 year old is yelling at me "mom I got a really big poop out, it's so big! Come wipe my bum." Awesome. So while I'm nursing I wipe the bum. It's all about multi tasking. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Anyways, this brings me to my baby. He is colic. We thought at first he had reflux and he's still on the meds but nope nothing changed. I got him another appointment because my sanity was going out the window and yep he's colic. I haven't had a colic baby before so this is all new to me. I guess 1 out of 5 is pretty good. It's a good way to seal the deal too! If anyone wants to invent a medication for colic, you'd be a millionaire.</span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">But for reals, I'm going insane. Some days are better, some are bad, and some are holy hell I'm gonna jump out of the moving car into oncoming traffic bad. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Ok that's a little exaggerated, I take back the oncoming traffic. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Some things are timed so perfect. Dustin just got switched this week to a new shift. It's 6 on, 6 off. He will get 6 days off in a row! All my sanity can come back! He's on his last night shift then 6 days off. I told him I'm taking a good break while he's off, see ya in a year or so, I think I pumped two bags of milk for him, you'll be good. By the way, no one tells you, pumping sucks. I've always hated it. I literally have two tiny bags pumped and those become gold ya know. I'm very proud of those bags. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I always said, I'm not having kids just for right now I'm having them for the future. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I can't wait to have this big family to watch grow up and everything that comes with it. My love is spread to so many people and I couldn't be happier. (Well aside from all the colic shiz) All the sleepless nights and raw nipples are worth it. These little people friggin rock. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">That's all for now. I needed something to pass the time for these night shifts and that's what's on my mind. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Looks like I'm back to blogging! </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhB8MzXiNzYAjMxnQBGQ3pORbOZonV3opMyYt4o4yA36yJm6NVdLgtcHBGO99VWtII6kCbPzpA7jZTm9cvaRbD6nFN0DW02cT1WcUflwF66KJjEOltrz0LPBsHNk_BteDI728X/s640/blogger-image--499915261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhB8MzXiNzYAjMxnQBGQ3pORbOZonV3opMyYt4o4yA36yJm6NVdLgtcHBGO99VWtII6kCbPzpA7jZTm9cvaRbD6nFN0DW02cT1WcUflwF66KJjEOltrz0LPBsHNk_BteDI728X/s640/blogger-image--499915261.jpg"></a></div><br></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkTlGFGyegoGE0IxP08FzRgGRBAiQH2yCHD7xSY-UNebkSSjEGmZGnWGc2v951r59IMFHQNMZCIZWKw2xyKqfSe17P4Um2sh0fF1C0btnuVPukxq4qHCHhDL5Ou1apK_L76T89/s640/blogger-image-812856192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkTlGFGyegoGE0IxP08FzRgGRBAiQH2yCHD7xSY-UNebkSSjEGmZGnWGc2v951r59IMFHQNMZCIZWKw2xyKqfSe17P4Um2sh0fF1C0btnuVPukxq4qHCHhDL5Ou1apK_L76T89/s640/blogger-image-812856192.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-55360181671645833502014-11-06T22:21:00.001-07:002014-11-06T22:32:18.462-07:00ParksI have a son. <div>I also have 5 kids! It sounds crazier when you say it out loud. That's a lie, it IS crazy. But I love it. </div><div><br></div><div>I figured it was time to document his birth story before I forget it. Because that's what happens when you have babies, you forget things. And I had 5, so I'm screwed. Try remembering your kids birthdays AND birth years when someone asks on the spot. Bad mom. Bad. Anyways back to the story. I woke up at about 6am with some cramping but didn't think anything of it because it happened a lot and would just go away eventually. Dust was off but he had a side job he left to go do at about 8. I had a prenatal appt at 11 and Dustin was going to be back home to watch the girls. I showered and started getting ready when I clued in the cramping was getting stronger. It hit me I could be in labour. So I text Jill to see if she could take the girls so Dustin could come with me to my appt. Ya I still wanted to go because my labours are very long so I figured I have plenty of time if I was and he could tell me at my appt and I could go home for a bit. So we went to my appt and at this point I was having to breathe through contractions. The doctor was at the hospital and the wait could have been hours (usually is) so they told me to just go to the hospital which was a block away. So we did. Got checked and put on the monitor and yup was in labour but early labour, I think I was 2-3cm. So she told us to go to the cafeteria and grab some food and come back. So I decided we should go home instead, pack bags for the girls and get what I needed. Still contracting away. We dropped off the girls bag and I was hungry so we went to Tim's and got food. Who doesn't do that? But Dust made me stay in the truck so I wasn't having contractions in line... Anyways, a couple hours later we went back to the hospital. I was 4cm... Told ya, long ass labours. So they decided to admit me and then said they'd help me get going by breaking my water in the next little bit. I got admitted at about 1pm. We waited and waited, I walked a bit and paced the room. There was only one doctor on call and he ended up getting called to back to back emergency c sections. I think it was 6 or 7 and my contractions got really strong so she checked me and I was 4-5. Killer. At about 11 the doctor finally came in and broke my water. Half hr later my contractions were getting painful so I decided to get an epidural because I was exhausted. I needed to rest a bit before baby came. Got the epidural and a little but later they put me on the drip. I fell asleep as soon as the epidural kicked in for about an hr. They checked me and I was still 5cm so that's when they started the drip while I was sleeping. 30 minutes later I was screaming in pain and yelling at the nurse that the epidural wasn't working. She checked me and I was 9 almost 10 cm. She told me to turn on my side and within minutes I said I was needing to push. Doctor was in there and I started pushing. One push and his shoulders were out, he actually told me to stop in the middle of pushing... Then told me to cough and he was out! It was long then super insanely fast! I went from 5-10cm in 30 minutes and I felt it all! Oh and our photographer barely made it, she walked in as I was ready to push! She was lucky to get the pics she did because it was so fast. She came earlier to take some pics while I was in labour then left for a bit. </div><div><br></div><div>So that's his story. </div><div>Parks Dustin Francis </div><div>6lbs 10oz and 20in</div><div>Sept 13th 2014 3:40am </div><div><br></div><div>Dustin chose his name and I loved it. 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Lots to catch up on! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-1090166644580144382014-06-09T12:19:00.003-06:002014-06-09T12:25:11.006-06:00My pregnancy necessities <div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
So I figured since this is the last time I'm probably going to be pregnant, i'd document a little more about it.</div>
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I'm a simple gal. Well for the most part... Anyways, I don't have very many "needs" while i'm pregnant but here is a list of what I DO need! </div>
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1. Diclectin- I am sick every single pregnancy. This time it hit me a little later but because I was so sick, I was pretty sure it was a girl again. So I take diclectin the entire time. If I think I'm in the clear, I stop taking it and pay the price. Kind of like today. Although I didn't decide to stop taking it, I just fell asleep two nights in a row in bed while watching tv. I gave Dustin the responsibility of making sure I take it and my prenatal vitamin. He is so much better at it than I am. Except when he falls asleep in bed too! So i'm sure feeling it today. The crappy thing is even if I take it in the morning, it does nothing! So I'm pretty much sick the whole day...</div>
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2. Coconut oil- This pregnancy is the first time I used it but I rub it on my belly after I shower. I love it! It's oily but meh. Not that I care about stretch marks since too much since I already have them but maybe I'll be lucky and the old ones will just re stretch again and I won't get new ones! Does that happen? I dunno. </div>
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3. A tan- When I first got pregnant I warned Dustin that I was going to do everything it takes to make myself feel better while pregnant. One thing I wanted was spray tans. I feel so much better when i'm tanned! So I got a few and they were awesome but they are pretty expensive so I invested in a self tanner and it is AMAZING!! I will never spend money on a tan again. It's called St. Tropez Bronzing mousse. It is the nicest color! Even just one coat is a nice simple glow and if you want to be darker a couple days later put more on. It's not orange at all. I got it at shoppers and it was $50 but worth every penny. It doesn't rub on on my clothing or wash off after one shower. It really is awesome stuff. </div>
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4. Get ready- I get asked ALL THE TIME, "How do you have the time to get ready with 4 kids?" Well I make time! My kids are used to me taking that time to get ready so they never bother me, I've trained them well ;) I feel WAY better when I get ready. Even a small freshen up. Wash face, makeup and a messy bun and put something decent on. Sweats and a cute tshirt totally count! As long as I feel half dressed i'm good. Lately it's about comfort when i'm home so I live in my sweats or black sweat shorts and a T or tank. Done. </div>
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5. Slurpees- enough said.</div>
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6. A good wardrobe- This is something I didn't have before and I felt so gross the entire pregnancy. It's so important to have clothes you feel good in, especially pregnant! I'm a budget shopper so I have made a couple orders to<a href="http://www.pinkblushmaternity.com/" target="_blank"> Pinkblush</a> and they have THE cutest maternity clothes and the best prices by far! Anything else I have boughten is from regular stores in larger sizes. But it makes such a difference to have clothes I actually feel good in! Also I have bought a few pair of pants that aren't maternity but I purchased the <a href="http://www.motherhoodcanada.ca/Product.asp?Product_Id=923820111&MasterCategory_Id=MC32" target="_blank">Baby Belt</a>. That thing is genius. I highly recommend that. </div>
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So they asked for Furblings for their bday and I've told them over and over no. Kyla got a Furby for her bday and I said one is enough. But the day before their bday we were in walmart and they were just sitting there on the shelf. I had too. Besides their bday morning Jayci's like, "I know what we are getting for our birthday, a furbling!" So thank goodness I got them. I think they were a bit excited! <br>
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We also got them our original plan of new bikes! They can't even ride them. They still have training wheels on their small bikes. The next nice day we are teaching them on the smaller bikes with no training wheels! I'm determined this year. Last year I just wanted to pull my hair out. ha. <br>
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So that's it! I would highly recommend having a party at Menchies anyday!! Happy 6th birthday girls!! </div>
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<br>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-63011798453856946812014-06-02T18:07:00.001-06:002014-06-02T18:07:18.330-06:00Goin on a bear hunt"Hey babes, you wanna go for a drive tonight together and maybe see if we can see a bear?" <div><br></div><div>That's the question I was asked on Friday night by Dustin. I thought to myself, a quiet drive with my husband would be awesome. So relaxing and quiet plus some time together. Little did I know the drive meant "road trip" for over an hour out of town and on bumpy ass side roads. I fell asleep on the drive so I had no say in the moment. I played the good wife and just went along with it. We finally headed back but every side road he saw looked like a "good spot" to get a bear. So we pulled in and off roaded some more. Oddly enough the bear we did see was right off the highway in the tree line. He tried to shoot it, I waited in the truck, but the bear smelled him and ran. </div><div><br></div><div>It was definitely nice to get some alone time! But I'm not the best hunting partner while pregnant, sorry babe. I don't think I'll be his first choice next time...</div><div><br></div><div>Speaking of, I have been owning this pregnancy! Cleaning all day, running kids here and there. Not one little mess to find in my house. I became a little OCD. This week that feeling has passed. I have ZERO motivation and feel huge! I'm measuring 3 weeks ahead and I'm only 22 weeks. My back is starting to hurt and my energy is gone. I was so excited how smooth sailing I had it... Son of a. </div><div>But I have a long ways to go still, so I'll just take it one day at a time. I think I grew a lot more these past two weeks so that didn't help. There's no gradual growing here. It is the fastest growing belly I've had! Oh and I didn't even gain weight this month! So weird. Anyways, enough of the pregnancy. That was supposed to be a separate post. But I ramble sometimes. Deal with it.</div><div><br></div><div>Here are some pics from our "little drive".</div><div>And no I didn't shoot the gun. Hells no. Not that thing. Especially pregnant, I couldn't even hold it up. I clearly wanted a pic to look bad ass. Don't be hatin on my wardrobe selection either. 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Moi.<br />
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That's right, after a very long time I am back to blogging! I have been wanting to start up again for a while and there's so much going on in our lives that I need to start documenting it again. I love reading back on old posts and they seem like yesterday!<br />
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Dustin got a new job out at Suncor! All our (his) hard work it finally paid off and he got the job we've been working towards. This job opens so many doors for us and we are so so excited about it!<br />
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I stopped doing photography over the winter. It's too damn cold and I hate the cold, so I took a break while Dustin started his new job. Also I couldn't work with his schedule, being new he pretty much was all over the place and any overtime he took it. There wasn't time for me to work, which I was totally fine with. After the winter I had to start doing something. When we first got married I went to hair school and then had kids and never went back to it. So I decided to take a hair extension course! I love it! But I haven't been doing too many of them, between our schedules with the girls in activities and Dustin working it doesn't leave much time or energy for me to work.<br />
But one other major reason i'm not working much is we are expecting baby #5! Now let me get into the details, because we all know I like to overshare...<br />
Since Laken was born I never felt like we were done having kids. Dustin on the other hand would ask me WEEKLY "do you think you're done?" He would particularly ask when i'm in the worst moods or the kids were driving me crazy. He learned to stop doing that pretty quick! So last summer we were talking on a trip to Edmonton and he told me he could see us having another baby. I was like "wait, what? ok hold on... i'm not ready!" A few months went by where we would talk about it seriously because Laken was almost 3 and we didn't want a huge gap between her and the last. In December I had some conditions... I really wanted a fall baby, always have, and since all 4 of our girls are spring (within a month of each other) I really didn't want another spring baby. I didn't want a Christmas baby and I wanted to be pregnant through the summer for once. I am so sick of layering and bundling and not being able to breathe in winter being pregnant! So that left us with one month to try for a baby. January. We said lets do it. If it's meant to be, we'll get pregnant. And who woulda thought, we did! We were both beyond shocked but so happy!<br />
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So we announced when I was 13 weeks and my poor family was ready to shoot me because I wanted to wait to announce it. But i'm glad we did.<br />
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The Announcement pic! </div>
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So each pregnancy has been different how we found out what we were having. Kyla was a surprise, the twins we found out and told everyone, and Laken, Dustin and I found out but no one knew we knew, so it was a secret the whole time except to us two. So this time I obviously had to find out (just incase it was a boy maybe this time...) and so I wanted to go all out and do a fun gender reveal party! Jill was nice enough to host it for us and it was so much fun!! I bought silly string and Dustin, me and the girls each had a can and sprayed it all at once. It was seriously so much fun! My parents had to work so my three sisters were on facetime and Dustin's parents and other sister were on speaker phones. We had some close friends and Jill and the kids and it was so awesome. We videoed the whole thing so i'm going to try and post it!<br />
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So for those who don't know... We are finally having a BOY!!! My girls are over the moon. All of them wore blue because they wanted it to be a boy so bad! Dustin is so excited too, but he's seriously so awesome. He said to me last night, "I don't want the girls to ever feel left out because I have a boy now, I'm still taking them fishing, hunting and quadding with me." I died. He's the best.<br />
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Only a few more months of this family pic with all girls!</div>
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Team Blue!</div>
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(There would have been a lot of disappointed people if it was a girl!)</div>
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Team Pink! (had a few hopefuls)</div>
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HALLELUJAH!!! </div>
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Talking to Greg and Shirley! </div>
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We couldn't be more happy!! And the amount of calls, texts, messages, comments etc from people is so overwhelming and we couldn't appreciate them more! We seriously know some awesome people and are so grateful for all the love and support we have. We are so lucky.<br />
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Here's to blogging again, making boys finally, and the happiest times in our lives!<br />
Until next time! (Which won't be another year, promise. No really, I do.)<br />
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So since Dustin has had his ticket he's been working 24's at work, which has been crazy but I'm used to it now. Which I NEVER thought i'd say! When he's home, he throws off our entire routine and it's almost like, "Um excuse me... get out of my way or don't touch my tv shows!" etc. Speaking of, does anyone else slack off when their husbands home because you expect them to step it up and help? Well I just assume he should take over but that never happens... Whatever.<br />
So this past weekend I got to go on a girls trip with my mom and sisters. Yay! We met up in Southern Alberta and it was BUSY. We put on a baby shower for my cousin Mel, and the next night a baby shower for Kristy, and then the next day was my cousins wedding! I came home more exhausted than when I left! I took the whole day to recuperate. It was definitely nice flying instead of driving. But I decided i'm not a fan of flying alone and next time Dustin and I are going somewhere nice!! We need a vacation SO bad. He's never been on an airplane and I went on my first place last year when I went to Oregon to see my sisters. We are a little sheltered... But while I was gone, Dustin ROCKED being the stay at home parent. Seriously. He had the house cleaned constantly, did the girls hair, laundry, cooked meals, got Jayci and Presley to a bday party, and even took all 4 girls to the ward dance. He's like, "You can get a full time job and i'll stay home with the kids, this is easy! I even have kept the house clean..." Um what are you trying to say?? Trust me dear, the novelty wears off and after a week you'll be saying, "man I don't feel like picking up all day after everyone, or I don't feel like cooking a nice meal that the kids won't even eat..." I think he's just so tired of working every day that this felt like a nice break for him, something totally different and he had fun doing it! But some days, it's not so fun... Like when your two year old locks herself in the bathroom in the dark, or she gets into the bag of sugar and spills it everywhere while eating it by the spoonfuls, or getting up everyday and getting 4 girls to school on time... and I could go on. It gets exhausting yo! I guess i'll just have to leave longer next time... <br />
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I honestly don't have much to blog about lately. We have been kind of boring and just taking it one day at a time here to get our goals accomplished and where we want to be in life. We need to buy a house but I think it'll take a little longer than expected, which is fine. I want to be in a good position when we go to buy an 800,000.00 house! I know. Crazy... <br />
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So the latest is i'm trying to plan Kyla and Laken's birthday party. Kyla wants to do a joined party with her, so I was trying to figure out how to work that. I decided to make the party 3 hours long and the first 2 hours will be Laken's and the second 2 hours with be Kyla's. That way they can overlap but still have their individual spotlight for an hour. She picked Hello Kitty theme which honestly is the easiest theme since it's freakin EVERYWHERE right now. Laken loves it too so it works.<br />
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Jayci and Presley were having a conversation with me the other day and I asked them how they were twins. They said because they were sisters and that they can feel each others owies... Not sure what that means but I have told them before, so I explained it again and was talking about who was born first etc. Then Jayci said she didn't like it when people mix up their names and everyone does it. Including me! Presley said she didn't like it either. It broke my heart because when I was pregnant with them, I read a book on twins and one of the main things was to make sure they stay as individuals and when people mix them up all the time it can be damaging to them. So i've thought about this a lot since then and worried about when that day would come and so when she said that, I was so stressed about it and felt so bad. It honestly made my stomach churn because I couldn't imagine how annoying it would be to constantly be called someone else and no one ever knowing who you are! I even dreamed about it that night. So I ordered some colored feather hair extensions and decided to cut one of them some bangs. That morning I woke up, came downstairs and said, "ok girls, remember how we talked about how you don't like people mixing you up? I'm going to cut one of you bangs! Who wants them?" Jayci jumped up and yelled "ME!" So we went upstairs and chopped them off. She LOVES them! I also told her teacher how it's bothering them and she is going to make and extra effort to not mix them up. I've also been really good so far since then and haven't mixed them up once! Go me! Good mom points right? Ya right, i'm the worst mom ever, I always get them mixed up! They change constantly and sometimes I honestly have to look hard! Terrible. Who ever said the mom always knows, was wrong! It's more like, the mom knows 75% of the time...<br />
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I want to do a Christmas post but I want to do this post first because it's more exciting!<br />
Dustin wrote his final on the 21st of December and we found out he PASSED!!! We are so excited. We have worked so hard to get here and it hasn't been easy! Dustin started his apprenticeship right when we had Kyla, almost 7 years ago... Crazy. He was in his first year of school when we found out we were expecting the twins. So we moved to Fort Mac! He had a great job opportunity and lived with Jill and Travis for a few months until we could apply for the low income housing here. We had the twins and Dustin got a job out on site as a second year. Our goal the next year was to get him through school again. Our goal was to do school twice in one year. Once in the spring and again in the fall. He made it through Spring and in the Fall he was registered but worried financially we couldn't do it again. I honestly didn't care how poor we were or behind on bills we were, he was doing school! And he did! So he was a 4th year! The next spring was our plan to get him back to get his ticket. Well that's when we found out I got <a href="http://the-francis-family.blogspot.ca/2010/08/surprises.html" target="_blank">pregnant with Laken</a>... So school got put on hold since we couldn't afford to do both and I needed him around for the birth and in trade school you can only miss 3 days until they kick you out. Anyways that year passed and then we tried to register him again the next spring but they filled up so fast we couldn't get him in! So we registered for the fall and I didn't care what it took, he was finishing that school! He is always concerned about finances, so I booked myself solid for photos (which was a bad idea and I paid for later) but it did help financially. Anyways, while Dustin was in school, Jayci had her tonsils out, Kyla had a specialist appointment, I found out about my health issue (which i'll update on later), Halloween AND Christmas! I'd say we had a lot of obstacles to get here but he did it and we can FINALLY move on with our life! He can get a better job out on site and we can get a house this year and pay off a lot of things! It's crazy how long we have been talking about him and "WHEN he gets his ticket" and now he HAS IT!!<br />
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I can't imagine the pressure that's been lifted off his shoulders, even though he never says anything, I know he has been so stressed about providing for a family of 6. He has done great and worked so hard. I know he is going to do awesome in his career. He's been told on numerous occasions that when he has his ticket he'll do good things and the guys at work even joke how he's going to be their boss. He's such a people person and anyone who knows him, loves him. He doesn't have an enemy in the world and is nice to EVERYONE. He's such a great example. The girls adore him and are so excited when he gets to be home. They day he passed his test they surprised him at the door with a huge "CONGRATULATIONS DADDY!" Presley yelled "Happy New Year!" But close enough... <br />
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Hi!! I'm alive!<br />
I don't even know where to start. I think I'm going to have to break this up into two or three posts! <br />
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To quickly summarize at why I suck so bad at blogging lately... I've been a single mom while Dustin's been in school since October 1st, running a photography business that was way too busy for me to handle, staying up till 1 and 2am editing, Jayci had her tonsils and adenoids out in Edmonton, Kyla had a specialist appointment in Edmonton, kids weekly activities, and dealing sick kids.... And so on.<br />
So I'd say I don't get any extra time to blog anymore! I hate it because we've had so much going on and I haven't even been able to document it.<br />
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Let's start with Jayci's surgery. It went so well! It started out a little rocky at the beginning because the nurse decided to tell her everything that was going to happen... My kids are worriers so when it's something new you just do it, don't warn them, then it scares the crap out of them and they won't do it! So she was bawling to the point of not even getting into the hospital pj's or taking the Tylenol. I told the lady to stop talking about it to her and she insisted, but I was right. Duh, I'm only her mom...<br />
After that we had to wait a bit until they called us in so we distracted her and took her to the gift shop and hung out with grandma and grandpa Francis who came up specially for her surgery so she was so excited about that! <br />
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Then it was time, only one of us was allowed to go in and she wanted Dustin, but he knew I was a nervous wreck and couldn't not go, so we convinced her to let me take her in. <br />
It was the weirdest thing though. She sat on my lap and they said to hug her so her arm was hanging behind me and she jumped so I held her tight and looked and they were giving her the IV which they never mentioned. Anyways she was crying and they said to put her up on the bed so she was sitting and dangling her legs off the side. I noticed them giving her medicine in her IV and I asked what it was and they said it's the stuff that will put her to sleep. I was told it was a mask but ok, so then I asked how long it takes to kick in. The nurse was standing behind her and right then she fell backwards into her arms and she laid her down and they said right now! There she was out cold on the bed as honestly it was the weirdest thing seeing her like that. Then they said I could leave and I was all flustered and said it was crazy and started crying and they were walking me out! All of that in probably 5 minutes! It was a lot to take in especially since I was nervous for her. <br />
So we waited and we went up to the room she was being brought too and after about 45 mins they brought her in. She was tired and actually not too bad. She did hurt pretty bad a couple times then she went to sleep for 4 hours! People stopped in to visit but she was out the entire time. After she woke up she was doing pretty good! We just had to make sure we kept the pain meds up.<br />
I stayed the night in the awesome comfy hospital bed with the awesome pillow... Actually I hardly slept because she was hurting lots and had to pee lots from the IV. In the morning she was doing awesome! The doctor couldn't believe how good she was doing. He said her tonsils were blocking 90% of her airway! And her adenoids were huge. Thank goodness we got them out! <br />
She got to eat pancakes that morning and ate them all! We bought her a ton of gifts. I spoiled her like crazy and don't care one bit! I'd say it's a good time to spoil your kid and she loved it!<br />
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So we got discharged and brought her home! The week after was pretty rough, she hurt a lot and we really had to keep up the Tylenol and Advil for pain but she wanted to get up and play all the time. I was paranoid because they said if she had any bleeding or complications to take her to emerg and they would fly her down. Which we didn't want at all. So i made her rest as much as I could. After that week she was doing awesome, her throat looked amazing and we took her for her follow up with our pediatrician here and she couldn't believe how healed she was already! I was so happy. <br />
She lost some weight but at least she is all better now! I'm glad it's over and she we don't have to worry about her being sick all the time. She loves that she isn't sick anymore too. She always asked howcome Presley isn't sick all the time like she is. It was sad. So yay for being all better!!<br />
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Going home!! yay!!</div>
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Ok that's all I have time for for today! But at least it's a start! I'm surprised i've survived these last 3 months. I can't wait for him to be done and he's worked so hard so i'm excited for him!! I'm excited for the future and what it holds for him. he's so successful and has so much potential that he'll do great things.<br />
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Oh and I don't want any of my Alberta friends to miss out on my giveaway! It's for a FREE photography session of your choice!! Has to be in the 2013 year and for anyone in Alberta since i'll be traveling South a few times next year. (Winner has to be willing to work with my locations if outside of Fort Mcmurray) Just click on the picture below to be taken to the giveaway! It's simple to enter!! I'm SO excited about it!! <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660255.post-24069163065655997632012-10-30T12:25:00.000-06:002012-10-30T12:29:33.638-06:00Halloween part 1The girls got invited to a kids Halloween party on Saturday at my friend Amanda's house and she hired me to come and do some photography there. She had this little area all set up and I did shots of each of the kids there. It was super cute! I am so glad she did that so I could get decent shots of the girls in their costumes!<br />
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Kyla wanted something really scary. Man this kid is just like her dad. We went into the Halloween store here and she ate it up, she even wanted to go into the back which is the scariest section. She originally wanted to be a dead cheerleader but the costumes were cheapy looking and not the best, then she wanted Monster High, then we found the Dead Prom Queen and that was really scary so she liked that one. She rocked it!<br />
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The twins on the other hand walked into the halloween store and started freaking out. Pretty sure they thought they were gonna die. I totally swore walking in because these stupid huge spiders jump out and you and scared the crap outta me. Anyways, it was a total gong show with Jayci and Presley, they were TERRIFIED. So we stuck them in the car while we quickly picked out the costumes we needed. They wanted to be Thing 1 and Thing 2, they picked it out when I was scrolling for ideas online and I thought, no that's ugly, so I re-vamped it a bit... ha.<br />
I ordered the tutus because I like to be crafty but i'm not crazy, so ordering was WAY easier for me. Sometimes it's so much easier to have someone else make it and pay to save time and work. I also ordered their hair pieces from there too. I did make the shirts and the tights are from the Halloween store. I think they looked super cute and can't wait for all of them to dress up for school Tomorrow. Trick or treating on the other hand will be in parkas and we'll have to haul out our sleds with the dogs. Just kidding, you think I own dogs?? ha. Never. We have had SO much snow this last week, it's insane, depressing and I HATE it.<br />
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Laken's costume was easy. Britt was at costco and called me and told me how cute it was so I said, get it! And that's it. She looked comfy and warm and cute! There were 3 Zebra's at the party though! It was funny.<br />
She wasn't feeling the pictures so I only got a couple of her. My fav is her fishy kiss face. I just want to grab it and kiss it! <br />
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Here are the costumes! Kyla did all her posing on her own, all I did was say "act like your dead"... so she did!<br />
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My very own Thing 1 and Thing 2!<br />
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So tomorrow is both Halloween parties at the school and then we have Trick or Treating with The Andersons, should be a fun filled, busy day!<br />
Then Thursday we go to Edmonton! Just Dustin, Jayci and I. It's time for Jayci's surgery... I'm freaking out inside about it but anxious for it too, then she can finally be healthy and i'm not worried everytime someone is sick so she doesn't catch it. Her surgery is Friday and she has to stay over night in the hospital one night and we will be back Saturday night hopefully. Jill is watching the other girls for us, thank goodness because it's going to be a lot to deal with so it's so nice they were able to take them for us.<br />
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Hope everyone has a Happy Halloween tomorrow and i'll post all about our day and the surgery when we get back! :)<br />
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So what's the latest on us. Well, Dustin started school on the 1st of this month! Crazy right?? He's doing pretty good. He said he's had a hard time focusing with my health issues and finances. I told him the reason he is going to school is to "help" in the finance department so he needs to get over it! It's only like 8 weeks left! And we are fine, he just stresses way too much.<br />
So far so good and then our life can completely change! Hallelujah!<br />
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I've been insanely busy with my photography. Like INSANELY. At the beginning of summer I started getting numerous emails about photo sessions! It was crazy. I hadn't even done any marketing or anything, I would just post the photos I was working on, on facebook. So I started booking them in. By the end of summer everyone wanted "fall" family photos done so I knew it would be a busy season, which was a good thing because it was more income for us while Dustin's in school. So I have had a session almost every single day and can barely keep up with editing but I know it'll die down as soon as fall is over, so I'll just enjoy doing my job and meeting so many new people which is honestly one of the best parts! I love meeting all these new people. It's crazy but majority of my sessions I don't even know who they are until the day of our session!<br />
I desperately need a new camera and a new computer, like BAD. I'm just trying to make it through Dustin's school with what i've got and pray for the best! Obviously people like my work, even with a crappy camera... So I can't wait to see how much better my photos get with a new camera.<br />
I also joined a dance class with a bunch of my awesome mom friends and it is seriously SO much fun. We are in an adult hip hop class and we are AWESOME. We have a performance in January and one in the spring. It's just so much fun to get out and do something like that. I am so glad I joined. I've always wanted to join a dance class and it's wicked! <br />
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Kyla has been a busy girl, she started and finished swimming lessons (i'm not doing that again until winter is over!) and she goes to dance once a week. She is loving hip hop though. They even did a performance at the Princess Pageant here in town last week, it was so dang cute. They did it to Justin Bieber "baby". She is getting so big and grown up, it blows my mind. She's reading books and spelling words like crazy. She is one smart little girl. She definitely takes after her mom...<br />
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Jayci and Presley are LOVING school, and are both seriously so much smarter than I thought! ha. It's true though, they can both write their names, they know every letter in the alphabet (like which is which) and can count to 23. They can spell our whole family's names and are very artistic. Man can they draw. Kyla too actually. Give them all and pen and paper and they'll be busy forever!<br />
They also did swimming lessons and that didn't go over too well. Presley did pretty good (as in no death screams) but poor Jayci thought she was going to die when her teacher put her in a life jacket and wanted to see if she could float on her own. Every single person was staring at my kid who thought she was drowning. They were referred to "private sea otter" lessons for next time. ha. Oh well...<br />
They are also in gymnastics and absolutely LOVE it. They ask every day, "how many more days until we can go to gymnastics again?" So i'm glad they love it. It's a huge gong show though, the volunteering is retarded and the place is crammed wall to wall when we have to drop them off or pick them up. It's a mad house. Oh well, at least they love it.<br />
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Laken. Oh Laken....this kid is hilarious. She has so much personality, you could sit and watch her all day and be entertained. She is a super happy little girl (other than her 3 molars that I just realized came in, I thought my child had turned into the devil) Between her face expressions to her little tiny voice and no fear of the world, she's perfection. She jumps into every photo taken and pulls this huge "cheese" grin. It's hilarious. She climbs on EVERYTHING and isn't afraid to fall no matter where it is. She has gibberish talk she does, can't understand her one bit, but she understands you and she is dang smart. She is hauled from one place to the next for all the other girls or me and Dust and is happy as a clam! We love our peanut and can't believe she is 18 months!! What the... <br />
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Well there is a mini update on us! We've been crazy busy from one thing to the next. Driving to and from school and kids activities, then Dust comes home from school, I go do a session then come home and either go to dance or edit, and sometimes (only sometimes yay) Dustin does a side job for some extra cash. Our life is CRAZY. I wonder if it'll ever slow down. Probably not because I don't know how to...<br />
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Here are a bunch of unorganized pics of our latest! They are mostly on instagram, if you want to follow me my name is "mindust". I'm way better at that now than blogging.<br />
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The twins have had many random naps together. Literally "together"</div>
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The twins ready for school.</div>
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Took Laken out for some pics with her little witch outfit I bought her forever ago. No it's not her real costume... But so dang cute!!</div>
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At school with Tobin, getting their shoes on</div>
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My bday evening with my favorite people. Jill made my awesome cake and Dustin bought me a new purse! The girls made me some super cute cards too. I'm sure lucky!</div>
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my adorable purse. (It's been about 3 years or more since i've gotten a new one, I always just used the diaper bag!)</div>
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Raining with winter coats on...</div>
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Kyla ready for school one day. Had to snap a pic, she made her outfit. Ps: Why is it world war 3 when it comes to picking her outfits?! Or doing her hair! Man alive.</div>
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Me and my Honeys at our hip hop class. First day yo.</div>
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Dustin's first day of school! (He doesn't look tired AT ALL)</div>
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Kyla at her swimming lessons!</div>
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The first day we had to dress in our winter gear. So depressing.</div>
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Me and my gangstas out on a girls night! Love these people.</div>
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One of my ultimate favorite photos that was taken by accident. Seriously. Tear...</div>
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Dustin taking off the tattoos that the girls put on their faces the night before I wanted to take photos in the leaves. Dust said he had no idea, Kyla called him out and said "ya you did!" ha. So I made him take them all off. Fag.</div>
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Laken's first pigtails that totally count! I never do them thought because they are a pain in the butt. But cute!!</div>
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Actually she asked what it was for so I showed her and she wanted some. So now she smells lovely.</div>
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