The Moore You Know

For about a week or so I have been feeling baby sensations.  But this week I felt my first real movement.  It seems pretty early but they say the more kids you have the earlier you feel movement.  I had a nice body part moving across my belly.  I couldn’t see it from the outside but I pushed a little and felt the little guy/girl start moving about.

Lance and I have been married for about 8 1/2 years now.  We each have our quirks and irritating habits.  Probably one of the hardest for me to deal with is Lance snores.  I’m a light sleeper and so it can actually wake me up in the middle of the night.  Early this morning about 4:45 I got startled awake hearing, “mom.”  So being startled awake (fight or flight kicked in) without even thinking I ran into the twin’s bedroom.  But when I got there they were both completely asleep.  So I tucked them back in and returned to my bed.  And then I realized that it wasn’t the boys yelling it was Lance snoring really loud that abruptly woke me from sleep.  Depending on how tired I am or how many times Lance wakes me up determines how hard his shove is and how loud my, “roll over” is.

Every once in a while the boys will play pretend and one of them will be mom and dad.  Well I was listening in once and they were arguing because no one wanted to be mom.  They both wanted to go off to work.  I was a little sad thinking how unappreciated I was.  But today in the car they were talking to each other and Chiler said something to the effect that dad (Lance) was a mommy.  And Xander quickly corrected him and said no dad is not a mommy yet.  So I felt a lot better because I’m higher on the evolutionary scale.  One day Lance can only hope to be a mommy.  : )

SInce the boys were born I haven’t really considered Sunday a day of rest.  It’s actually the opposite.  It is probably the most stressful day of the week.  I have to get three kids up and ready, looking good.  Then Dax misses his nap (not an enjoyable experience for anyone) and I have to pack snacks that can substitute as lunch because of the 11am start time.  But my problem really is, is that since Dax turned 18 months and is old enough to get into nursery I thought my Sundays were going to get better.  But they are not.  Dax doesn’t really like nursery and screams anytime I try to leave him in there.  And by the time I get two four-year-olds through sacrament meeting (which is 15 minutes too long for boys their age) I’m ready to pack up and be done for the day.  My mom has mentioned a few times that when they first joined the church primary and Relief Society were throughout the week.  I used to think how inconvenient that would be.  But now I just think of having an hour/hour and half long church on Sunday and think that it’d probably be great.

One of the funniest SNL sketches is Chris Farley’s “motivational speaker.”  It just hilarious.  It’s up there with Mike Meyer’s hyper hypo child.  But in the sketch Chris Farley repeatedly says that he lives in a van down by the river to help “motivate” the kids to not turn out like him.  When we were in Utah last my dad taught Chiler to say that he lives in a van by river.  Well now Chiler has turned it into an insult.  If he wants to make fun of you or something he’ll say, “you live in a van down by the river.”  Thanks dad! 

Here’s a link to the sketch for anyone who hasn’t seen it:  http://uncutvideo.aol.com/videos/7adbdab28790e2c0552821d0396798bf

Here’s the sketch with Mike Meyers and Nicole Kidman too:http://www.imeem.com/people/2u8QyMe/video/U7GTyoXQ/snl_nicole_kidman_mike_meyers_the_hyper_hypo_kid_tv_vide/

On Sunday, we go to chuch have sacrement meeting then towards the end we start to clean up (pick up toys, put away food) to get ready for classes.  Well we usually start doing this around the last song because, let’s face it, the kids don’t sing and Steph and I shouldn’t sing.  Any way, after the first 2 speakers we had a rest hymn that was sung by the whole congregation.  It was funny to watch Xander start to take the last bites of crackers before handing them to me.  He took a last drink of water before giving me the sippy cup.  He was getting ready as he always does before we end.  We let it go on for a bit because he was being cute and we could stop giggling.  We finally had to tell him there was still one speaker left.  Luckily he didn’t complain, but wanted the crackers and water back.  I think that is a good reason for  mixing up the programs on Sunday.  It keeps us on our toes.

I took and failed my one hour gestational diabetes test.   And what was so devasting about that is that I was only 13 weeks along.  So I’d be on a diet for 6 months.  I quickly spiraled into depression knowing that I would fail the 3 hour test and thinking about all the holidays I wouldn’t be able to eat anything at…Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years…  But much to my surprise and happiness, I passed for now.  I have to retake the 3 hour test again when I’m 28 weeks along.  But that’s after Thanksgiving.  So I’ll take it.  All carb foods better look out.

We never experienced having one child.  We never had that opportunity when that one child had a good night’s sleep we all got a good night’s sleep.  It seems that there’s always one that has issues.  Lately, my one has been Xander.  He keeps getting up in the middle of the night.  He just wonders into our room.  Last night he laid at the foot of our bed and fell instantly asleep.  But a week or so ago he came into our room over to Lance side of the bed and was just standing there.  I said, “Whatcha doing Xander?”  To which he replied, “Smelling dad’s side of the bed.”  I’m not sure if Lance’s side of the bed had been stinking recently or something.  But I just took him back into bed and he fell asleep.  So I’m not sure why Xander’s waking up in the middle of the night but at least he’s providing me some entertainment when it’s time for me to get up and go to the bathroom.

(UPDATE: Lance – Just to set the record straight, it doesn’t stink.  I just think we have a weird child.  After this happened, I made sure that all the knives were out of reach.)

I had to go to the doctor to get tested for gestational diabetes (more on this later) so I took the boys.  When we arrived at the doctor’s office Chiler asked very excitedly, do we get the baby out today?  Nope, we still have a few more months for that.

Yesterday when we were in the car Xander found and swallowed a coin.  He kept coughing trying to get it out.  Finally I said Xander you can’t get it out now, it’s in your tummy.  Then, excitedly, again, he said mom I’m going to grow a baby in my tummy now.  Nope, sorry, that’s not how it works.

The other day I was laying down and Lance said to Dax that there’s a baby in mama’s tummy.  Dax hurried over to me and laid down on my stomach.  He was saying, NOW there’s a baby on mom’s tummy.  I’m not sure how excited he’s going to be not being the baby anymore.

Xander said really wise words without even knowing it.  I love the olympics.  I get addicted to the TV.  More so this time because I don’t have two new infants to take care of.  But what I like about it is the triumphant stories and the fact that everyone comes together.  I don’t watch the news I think it’s depressing.  War, gas prices, poverty, disaster.  It’s all really sad!  But all of a sudden the world has come together.  You have the 33 year old female gymnast competing for Germany.  In a sport dominated by 16 year olds, she is doing amazingly well and she did it for her son that is in remission from Leaukemia.  Then the come back of the Men’s 4 X 100 free style relay.  AMAZING!  I had to rewind it just to see the incredible last leg catch up and claim victory.  The USA Men’s Gymnastics team after losing their two key members due to injury comes back and gets the bronze.  Man, China’s team was unbelievable!  There are countless stories from Zimbabwe, China, Australia, US.  For a couple of weeks it almost feels like there’s hope, like the world got a bandaid.