I want to scream!!!!!!!!!!!

So, I have been nervous all day thinking of tomorrow. I went and had a great morning with my mom and sister and my boys to take my mind off of everything. And wouldn't you know, I get home and there is a message saying my ultrasound has been cancelled. So, until then, we will just keep wondering. It is taking all of my efforts to not swear right now.

Saying goodbye to a fond friend...

 

Today was a hard day for me. This happens to be the only picture I have of my dog Sully, but sadly today he had to be put to sleep. I thought I had prepared myself for this day, especially since I hadn't lived with him for almost 7 years, but I cried like a baby. He was old, 14 years old to be exact, and blind. He also was a diabetic and recently was diagnosed with cancer. I am glad for the memories I have of him, he was always a puppy at heart. I am also glad that my boys got to have a little time with him. And, when we went to say goodbye today, Ethan asked if Heavenly Father was going to take care of him now. We love you Sully!

The big day!

Thursday is our big day...we find out if everything is healthy with this new little one and of course, what it is. My bet is on a boy...I think that is what we specialize in! I will update on Thursday...wish us luck!

Finally, something to do in the winter!

On Saturday, we decided to brave the cold (and someone's fears) and take the boys up to Monte Cristo to snowmobile. Ethan has been before, and LOVES it, so I decided if you can't beat them, join them. I scrounged up snow clothes and away we went. And I have to say, it was a blast. If you don't know me, you wouldn't know that I am challenged when it comes to 4-wheelers and snowmobiles. (I rolled a 4-wheeler and it landed on my back, chipping a vertebrae in my back when we were dating) Needless to say, I was afraid. Not for my boys, but for me. Never put it past me to get hurt on something like that. Ethan was in heaven riding "his snowmobile" that we stored in our garage for my parents last summer. He grew very fond of that thing. Aiden did so good, I was so proud. He has always been a little bit leary of the machine, never wanting to sit on it if it was started, so I didn't think he would want to ride. But, after the struggle to get all his snow clothes on, and an even bigger fight to wear his helmet and goggles, away he went with Bompa. I guess I have to take rider safety classes or something, because I can tell that we will be doing this as a family a lot more in the future!

 

Me and Aiden before he freaked out and wanted to go home.

 

My twins, Scott and Ethan in their matching helmets. Are we creating a monster???

 

An attempt at a family photo. Aiden was cold and ready to go home by now.

Another reason I love Ethan...

Today we spent the day getting the house clean, especially since Scott was home today. At lunch, my sister in law called and invited us to lunch, and we decided to go. I needed to change my clothes before we could go out, and I am just at the right size where I look pregnant but maternity clothes still look funny. I found a shirt that kindof worked and did the "does this look funny on me?" over and over to Scott, who was getting frustrated. Ethan was hearing all of this and said, "mom, you don't like this shirt? I like this shirt. It's really cute, you look freaking cute mom." So, I wore the shirt, even if I didn't like it.

Don't want to blow the horn too early...

But, maybe we are finally done potty training. I know if you read my blog, you have read my struggles with potty training. However, I think we turned the tables tonight. We went to dinner with our family, and Ethan said, "Dad, I need to go to the bathroom." Off they went, and came back with #1 success. A few minutes later, "Dad, I need to go again." (Seriously, like 10 minutes later) Off they went, and again #1 success. Scott wanted to actually eat his dinner tonight, so the next time Ethan announced he had to go, I got to be the lucky one. Off we went, knowing that he had told his dad he needed to go #2. Well, we have never had success on the big toilet, so I thought it was going to be another practice run. He told me to turn around and go away, so I told him I would turn around. Before I could turn around, he said, "Mom, I did it!" And there was a beautiful poop, in the big toilet, at Red Robin of all places. I have dreamed of this day for 7 1/2 months. (Yes, we started working on this in July) I don't want to totally start celebrating yet, because it would be just my luck. But, I am sooooo proud of him. And by the way, before we left, he did it again!

At least I'm not the only one...

So, yesterday I was relieved to find out that I am not the only one moping around my house, miserable because it is too cold to go outside and I am really sick of all this white crap. Ethan said to me, "Mom, I want to go outside...I miss our grass." I couldn't have said it better myself!