Fall

I guess it's my turn to update. I have a sister in WA, NV and OR, whom I rarely see, and I dont get on FB as often, so I really have no idea what anyone is doing, and the other way around.
Should I start at the top and work my way down? Or just start where my brain tells me?
First, anyone want to come to my house and help me play the game 'what is that smell'? Serious. I have taken out garbage, compose, and can't pin point anything. But I can smell it.
Second. I need change. I am dying for change. I need something different. I am ready willing and able to move. Trent, not so much. I feel like I am stuck in a rut. I think maybe some of it comes from home life right now. Trent has been working 12 hr days, then coming home exhausted. For 4 months now.( Being salaried makes it so there is no overtime pay. Bites rocks). So, home life is all on me. And with 9 kids, that is hard. I have been almost dreaming about getting a job in the evenings just for a break. A little adult interaction. I don't want to feel this way, but I do. I have littles who are whiny and bigs who want nothing to do with anyone but each other. The 2 oldest are mean to the 3rd, and I am at a loss as to what to do to encourage them to be kind to him. It really makes me sad to see them treat each other like that.
The baby, as beautiful as she is, isn't gaining weight. So I feel bad trying to get her to sleep better at night (she is getting up 2-3 times). Which adds to my funk, you know, being really tired.
Twins are potty trained. Which is so awesome. 1 kid in diapers. There was something awesome about going to costco and not buying 60$ worth of diapers and wipes for the 2 of them.
Our 4th got her palate expander last month. It has already made a difference in her mouth size, she has a little more room in there, but the appliance itself gives her a bit of a lisp. I can't wait to see how it helps after all is said and done. She gets brackets on her front teeth in 3 weeks then they stay for 9 months. The price of that is pretty much the kids swimming lessons through the winter. Then #2 gets braces. I think it's just going to snowball from here on out.
We have had a few school issues with #4, which was one of the reasons I have wanted to move. Utah really has the worst school programs for kids with disabilities. She could really use an aide for some of the day, and there is no money for one.
Everyone else is pretty much the same. Now that Halloween is over we can start planning Thanksgiving, which we will be doing here with my parents. I enjoy staying here and cooking. It really is my favorite holiday. I hope it snows. I am glad the over excitement of Halloween is over, that never helps in the scheme of things. And then there is Christmas. Weeks and weeks of excited littles.

 We have taken a few little trips. We went to Yellowstone twice, which was so much fun, but just intensified my desire to move to Idaho. This was one of our trips, where we stopped at Quake lake, and then drove through Ennis Virginia and Nevada City MT.
Trent ended up with Plantar Fascistic and and was diagnosis with arthritis in my back, which was the reason for my hip pain. But, the medication I was put on, decreased my milk supply, right when the baby was diagnosed as having a failure to thrive. And, she would not take a bottle. It's been an interesting fall. And just because it is life, it has its ups and downs. Highs and lows, and we all survive, and are better for it.

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Little Squeak

I really didn't intend for 3 months to pass. But it happened. Life happens in months now, not weeks. Not days, not hrs or even minutes. Our new little one is growing faster than I am happy with. She's added a new level of hectic. I'm not sure if it is her, or the fact that it is summer and all kids are home, or maybe it is the fact that the twins have decided they want to be naked. So we need to either tape them into diapers, or potty train. The potty training isn;'t going very well. Or maybe it's the fact that Trent gave me his camp and work away from home dates and I have 3 whole weeks with no husband. I was feeling very overwhelmed. Or maybe it'sthe fact that I have 3 huge family things I  am hosting this summer. Or maybe it's the fact that on top of all of that, the money Eva used to qualify for through SSI has been cut down 90%. Anyway, it's been kind of a depressing go around. On the brighter side. Look at that smile. I love this new little Squeak. The other day, it was particilarly loud here and the baby couldn't fall and stay asleep in the swing she slept it. My room doesn't work because I run and that would wake her up, the twins room wouldn't work because they were still were taking naps in there. Which they have since given up. And the other rooms are down stairs so I couldn't hear her if she cried. I picked her up and looked around thinking, where am I going to put this baby. My solution? She now has her very own closet. She has a nice comfy quiet hall closet. She is back to taking 3 hr long naps and sleeping 7 hrs at night.

I Don't Mind the Wait

There are no pictures. I don't have a cord to put the pictures from my camera to my computer. I can figure out how to put the pictures from my phone to my computer. Well, I probably could. But I don't want to. I am feeling like a slug lately. Doesn't everyone at 37 weeks?What is this nesting thing I have heard about?Well, I nested before. With baby number 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and even a little with the twins. This time, it is all I can do to keep things cleaned up behind 5 6 7 and 8. Funny thing is, I am usually dying to have a baby by this time. I have no desire to bring a baby home right now.
1, little kids are sick. EVERYONE is sick at church, and if everyone is sick there, schools are filled with sickness. No thank you. I know 3 families who have had shildren hospitalized with RSV in the past week.
2. I don't want to wash stuff. I still don't have baby clothes or a car seat out.
3. having a baby here, is a little scary. Most likely we will have bili lights, and daily bili checks. We've had reflux more than our fair share of times. And with reflux, comes colic.
4. There is a good chance we will also have orthopedics appts along with everything else. US #1 tech said yes club foot, dr said no. US #2 tech said yes club feet dr said no. US #3, yesterday tech said yes club foot, dr said no. And we still haven't gotten a look at her face. What about her cleft? There is too many unknowns. On the plus side, her heart looks perfect.

There are a few reasons I am excited. I LOVE having a baby. Heck, you'd think so, I have almost 9 of them. I am excited to meet her. I have also been doing pretty well on my GD diet. She measured 7 lbs 4 oz yesterday. And is finally sitting in the right position, head down facing back. Now, stay.
I found out my midwife has a due date almost a full week past where I think I am and where my LMP puts me. And almost a full week past where this last US put the baby.  Since she won't induce me until 39 weeks, (which puts me at 40 weeks) I will most likely be having this baby on my own. Which I haven't done since #1. I am a little nervous, my labors are quick. But I am GBS negative, so I won't need antibiotics. I feel a little better about just showing up in time to deliver. Trent wants to schedule this. I don't blame him. Knowing is nice. It's easier. And it doesn't require waking any one up in the middle of the night to watch 8 other kids. I would rather not be hooked up to anything this time around. My midwife has agreed to break my water if it comes to an induction. They usually don't want a mom with 'advanced maternal age' and diabetes to go past 39 weeks.
Maybe we'll get lucky and labor ill start on it's own at 38 weeks. I guess no one knows. It truly is one of those things you can't rush or predict. Though heaven knows I have tried.

Hey, found a picture. She is her father's daughter.

This Dream

I keep having this dream. It happens every few weeks. The idea and setting are the same, the only thing that is different is place the plane crashes. I am always at home with my whole family here, and I am looking out my back window. I am watching this airplane come towards my house and I am thinking "what do I do, there is nothing I can do". So I just stand there. At the last second it veers east and hits the grocery store parking lot. My house gets pummeled with burning debris and I have a few minutes to run frantically locating everyone, and getting everyone out of the house. This time I looked out of the babies window, and there were already truck backed into my yard picking up the debris. One of the men on this crew looked at me and asked me if I was going to go put that fire out because their job was clean up, not fire fighting, so they couldn't clean it up until it wasn't on fire. I ask him if it was a gas tank and wasn't it going to explode, and he replied 'well, you better hurry then'. The whole time I am assessing damage to see if we could still live in the house, because I am not moving back in with my parents. (that whole part is a little comical to me. My house would have to be hit be an airplane to have to move in with family. Of any sort)
My kids always end up okay, even though the babies room has been hit in a few dreams. Sometimes I am able to get my kids together as the plane is crashing, and we get into the basement. (that must be my safe place because that's were we hold up in case of a zombie apocalypse  too.)
Last night, my final thought as I was waking up....... maybe I can get a new house out of this. Maybe these dreams are about still not having the main parts of my house finished, and just wanting to get out of it. A little extreme? maybe.

This are going pretty normally around here. If you haven't heard yet, we are having a girl in march. I am tired and my joints are stiff. But, I am old. And tired. And pregnant.
My in laws sold there house of 30 + years. Kind of huge.
We just go on from day to day. Nothing too exciting. Which is prefect. Our ward split a few months ago. Which caused me to be released from RS President, and Trent called as YM's president in our new ward. I kind of miss it. I liked having something important to do. Well, important out side of the house. And then, I don't miss it.
Trent is registered to start school in January, which I am so excited about. It's time.

Doritos

I hate them. They are on that list of foods, only kids will eat. Like Twinkies, Cheetos, marshmallows, any sugar cereal, hotdogs, fast food, suckers, Sweethearts, Necco wafers, fruit snacks. Okay, in a pinch, these things can be consumed by adults, oh I just remembered Velveeta, but not enjoyed. Or, on a trip, as in car food. Why do I even bring this up? My kids are on a Doritos kick. And, I have to admit, I like those Chili Limon ones. What I don't like is what we used to refer to as Cheeto herpes. You know that orange stuff left behind on your hand after eating a few. The desert part of the childhood Cheeto consumption? As a parent, I  hate the stuff. It's on the wall, it's on the couches, it's on the shirts, because after the fingers are licked, they are then wiped down the front of the clothes, or if mom is watching, on the shorts. And, because they are into the chili limon flavor, it's bright red.

 I feel a little guilty giving out my blog address with so few posts in the past year.

 It's already mid June, summer is in full swing and we're as busy as ever. We have already taken the kids camping, the older three are in their school summer program and # 4 is begging to go back to school.

This first picture is from #7's bout with fifth's disease. How we got that in our home again, I will never know. Both babies got it this time, after avoiding it in January. It is not fun. But, I am glad they got it as babies. Trent had it in Feb. and it was rough on him.
This summer is looing like it will be a hot one. But oddly enough, I am not minding the heat this year. Anything over 80 to me is miserable. But this dry heat makes 90 not so bad..
Our babies have very different personalities. #8, is feisty, serious, and will not hesitate to push her brother around. Number 7, is a big bowl of smiles. Someone asiked me the other day if he was always smiling. Yes, he rarely cries and takes his sisters beating pretty well. They are completely opposite. Even in the food they like. I will put the same thing on their tray for dinner, and he'll eat the meat and potatoes, she'll eat the fruit and cottage cheese.
# 1 turns 12 on the 30th. for her birthday she wants us to take her to do baptisms . We are so excited she wants to start her 12th year this way, and wants us to take her. # 2 turns 11 2 days before that. He will be in his dad's scout group and gets to go camping as an 11 yr old scout on Friday.
We're gearing up for our week of birthdays, (#4 turns 7 July 1st) and my sister should be having her 1st baby with in the next week. I took all of them to the Dinosaur park last week, and even came home with everyone. # 8 is starting to stand, and taking a few steps. I am excited for this summer. I am excited for all the big things happening.

The Big One

My babies turned one.