After 2 1/2 years...

I finally get pregnant...while we're living at my parents' house???

Of all the times for it to happen, why now? Not that I don't want it to...it's just...strange.

That being said, we're super excited. Kinda hoping for a girl, then we'll have one of each. But it doesn't really matter. Healthy is all we care about.

I realize people are meaning well when they ask how I'm feeling, but I usually just say I'm fine even when I'm not. Isn't it kinda personal whether I'm puking my guts out or not? Even if I am, I'd like to pretend I'm not, thanks.

EDD: AUGUST 3, 2011. Check out the floating baby thingy on my side bar. :)

Hi, I'm a working Mom

In 45 minutes I can: take a shower, get dressed, throw hair in a ponytail and do enough makeup to look decent. I find my picky 3 year old something to eat: leftover penne from Applebee's ("but I said noodles NO chicken!"), a "baby orange", egg nog, and strawberry banana V8 fusion that he insisted on buying because it's in fun little cans. I still have time to set out church clothes for my child, find my own shoes and socks, AND blog about it. Just enough time left to pry a screaming child off my leg ("Nooo! Don't go to wooork!") once he realizes that I'm leaving, make it out to the car without slipping on the icy driveway, and drive to work where my day REALLY starts.

Oh wait...I forgot to get myself something to eat. *sigh*

Positive Thinking

I try really hard to post positive things, both here and on Facebook. I don't like people feeling sorry for me. I hate asking for help. I'm pretty independent, and I like it that way.

It frustrates me when I see or hear people complaining about things sometimes. There are other, bigger, problems I'm having, that those things seem to small to even worry about. If THAT'S what you're complaining about, you have nothing to complain about!

I know my life could be worse. I have a perfect, healthy, little boy who makes me smile multiple times daily. I know life would be easier if we would have waited to have kids, but I can't imagine I'd be any happier. Also, I love my husband. We have our share of struggles, but remembering that we still have each other keeps us going.




Dig - Incubus

We all have a weakness
But some of ours are easy to identify.
Look me in the eye
and ask for forgiveness;
We'll make a pact to never speak that word again.
Yes, you are my friend.

We all have something that digs at us.
At least we dig each other.
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday.

If I turn into another,
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me.
Sing this song!
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone.

We all have a sickness
That cleverly attaches and multiplies
No matter how we try.

We all have someone that digs at us.
At least we dig each other.
So when sickness turns my ego up
I know you'll act as a clever medicine.

If I turn into another,
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me.
Sing this song!
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone.

Oh, each other
When everything else is gone.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohh
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh

If I turn into another,
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me.
Sing this song!
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone.

Oh, each other
When everything else is gone.

Oh, each other
When everything else is gone.

High Risk?

High risk car insurance should be for high risk drivers, right? People with a bunch of speeding tickets or who drive stupidly. Not for people who are poor and can't afford car insurance for a bit. So now I have to pay MORE for my car insurance? Doesn't that sound a little counter-productive to you?

Oh, and after two trips to the Driver License Division today I still don't have a valid drivers license because I have to wait 48 hours to get the proper policy paper. It's frustrating that it takes so much money and waiting on other people to be driving legal. Laws are made because of stupid people, and it makes those of us who are poor, but good people, even more poor.

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Today, I walked into the kitchen to help Mikey make himself a sandwich. (strawberry jam, sour cream, parmesan cheese, cheddar cheese, and bologna...that's another story.) Mikey says, "Mom, don't step in that" right as I'm stepping down on something. I lift my foot to see a now squished ball of brown stuff.
I ask Mikey, "What is that? Poop??"
Mikey: "Yep."
Me: "Where did it come from? You?"
Mikey: "Yep."
Me: "Why??"
Mikey: "I don't know..."
*Sigh* I love potty training for months and months...

So I clean up the floor. Then Mikey is kind enough to remind me. "Mom, you still have poop on your foot."

Thanks, kid.



(Oh, and he's eating his sandwich, and loving it.)

Food Blog

Yep, I have one.

I put a link to it on my sidebar.

There are only a few things on it now.

Nothing too exciting.

I like easy stuff.

Probably not "diet" friendly.

I don't pay attention, so I wouldn't know.

It's mostly for me to remember how I made something.

So I can make it again, if we liked it.

You're welcome to try anything.

Let me know how you like it.

Click Here.

Memorial Day

By some miracle I got Memorial Day off work. (Wait, we're allowed to request off holidays?? Since when? I've only worked Christmas Eve, New Years Eve, Valentine's day, AND Mother's Day...no big deal) So, we joined my grandparents, my parents, and three of my younger siblings on a trip up to Montpelier, Idaho (where my grandparents grew up) to visit a few cemeteries where some ancestors are buried, including my grandpa's parents and 3 of his siblings who didn't live to be adults. We also stopped to look at the houses where they used to live, and the locations of the old Burgoyne store. There's also a museum, where in the basement is a lot of stuff about the Burgoyne family.

Here's a picture of all the girls in my grandma's graduating class from Montpelier High School.
(Grandma is in the 2nd row from the bottom, 2nd from your right.)

My great-great-grandpa's cash register. It still works!

A picture of the original Burgoyne General Store

A quilt someone made based on the above picture.

Does the bear want to eat Mikey, or his cookie??

A sign in the restroom at one of the rest stops on the way...I thought it was funny that adults need reminding. Then I looked at the floor. The sign wasn't working.

My dad and my two younger sisters, Katrina and Cristal

Mikey looking at Bear Lake

Me, in the very back seat of the van.

My mom: driving teacher.

Katrina, who turns 16 in less than 2 weeks: driving student.

Tim: nephew entertainer.

Mikey: Toy Story Magnadoodler.

Joshua, loving the music I put on the iPod for him the night before.

Nie Nie's Ten Things

From CJane's blog.

I'm not saying her ideas are horrible. They're nice, for her. From what I remember from when Mikey was a new baby, I disagree with most of them. I'm a big believer on doing what works for YOU with a new baby. I don't follow a rule book. Listen to advice, and follow what you want. And this is MY blog, so I'm going to put in my comments. :)

10. Babies are babies- they are not little adults. Please don’t dress them as one. One example comes to mind: Babies who are under 6 months (at the very least) shouldn’t wear jeans. They still sleep very often and there is nothing more that I hate than sleeping in Jeans. Soft, cotton and cuddly are my 3 guidelines.

Mikey has always been my little man. I know that we had both basketball shorts and jeans in the size 0-3 months. If he would have appeared uncomfortable, believe me, I would have noticed and changed his clothes. Heck, he was wearing a polo shirt and (soft) jean shorts in the hospital before we even brought him home. We also rarely dressed him in cutesy bear print etc clothing. Most everything he dressed him in had a sports related picture or print.

9. I love my babies in soft, soothing colors. Nothing bright and distracting. You need all the peace you can get. Just like you want to paint your bedroom a color that calms and de-stresses you, babies should be dressed the same.

I don't remember every paying attention to the colors we dressed Mikey in. Just whatever we liked.

8. Breastfeed! (if possible, of course.) And, pretend you’re the baby. What would you like and enjoy? Chances are your baby will too (i.e.: sleeping, eating, held close, sung too and so on)

I did breastfeed, for 6 months, and loved it. I hope to do it again, hopefully longer, with any future children. Another reason why I want to be a stay at home mom in the future.

7. Wrap. Wrap babies tightly in a lightweight swaddling cloth. They seem happier and it helps the baby feel secure. But, be sure to know when babies need some time to be unwrapped to kick and coo.

Mikey hated being wrapped up. After leaving the hospital, we tried, but no matter how tight we wrapped him, he always figured out a way to wiggle his arms out. We gave up after a couple of days.

6. Ask your husband and other children to help. I asked my older children to help wash binkies, help lather lotion on baby after the tub and pick out babies clothes. They seem to enjoy that task because it helps them feel like a part of the excitement.

I didn't have any older children, but my husband definitely helped out, without me even asking him to. Mikey was his baby too, after all.

5.Sing. I have the worst voice in the world. My baby doesn’t care, and loves to hear me sing. Heck, if Cjane can sing and her babies like it, then so can I! Sometimes, I make up songs and tunes as I go. After baby is asleep you can tell your husband the awesome song you just made up and laugh your head off.

I don't sing. I do, occasionally, now when Mikey makes me sing the Spongebob Theme Song, but that's about it.

4. Buy a couple of nice button down shirts. They are easy to nurse in, and functional. But, be sure to buy flattering ones make you feel and look beautiful.

When I was nursing, I thought this was ridiculous, and still think it is for LDS women. I had to lift up my garment top anyway, so what was the point?

3. Rocking chair. A mother MUST have a rocker. It is a age old classic and natural soother. It helps baby settle down and it creates a bond that mother (and Dad) can have with baby.

I never had a rocking chair. Wish I did. Maybe next time. At the time, (and even now, for the most part) every piece of furniture we owned were hand me downs, and no one handed us down a rocking chair, so we went without.

2. Stay home. My favorite time is after my babies are born when I can just stay home enjoying cuddling, and nursing baby. I was never in a hurry and planned to run my errands when Christian was home. That way baby can nap when he wants and you are low stress. Plus, putting baby in and out of that darn car seat, asleep no less, is the worst.

We took Mikey everywhere. I hate staying at home ALL THE TIME. We took him to Applebee's to meet our coworkers when he was just 2 days old. I wasn't going to become a hermit just because I had a new baby. (Premature babies, I understand why you don't want to take them out, but Mikey was a healthy baby, and of course we weren't completely careless, so he was fine.)

1. Thank God for your sweet heaven-sent baby everyday!

This one, I can agree with 100%. :)

You want this.

Unfortunately, you can only have it if you live in or around Davis County Utah.

For those of you who fall in that category, here's where reading my blog makes you a step ahead of everyone else. I can give you hints to the great deals coming up on GoDealGo.com.

*HINT* Tomorrow's deal is half price for a hair cut at Crazy Beautiful Salon in Bountiful. **

I'm definitely buying this one.


PS This is Joshua's deal...meaning he gets paid for this one. So...help me out and get yourself a good hair cut for a cheap price, okay?

PPS Tomorrow is also Joshua's birthday.

Go Deal Go

Joshua has a new job. Again.

It's a brand new company. I'm slightly nervous about it.

He turned down an offer for a manager position for Village Inn, because honestly, how many restaurant managers do you know who like their job?? In all my years in a restaurant...I can't think of a single one.

Nights, weekends, holidays off. I'm not sure I know what that's like. He's promising that I'll be able to quit my job soon (Don't tell my GM, Pam!) and have those hours off WITH him. (Weird, huh? What's it like to see your husband when he's not sleeping?) But who knows what "soon" will actually turn out to mean...2 months? 6 months? A year? I would love to be home in the evenings to make sure my son gets dinner (as opposed to snacks of poptarts, cookies, and donuts) and to actually put him to bed at a decent time (he was awake till 1 am last night).

This better work. My son needs me. (lol)

Believe it or not, you can help. Especially if you live in Davis County. If you don't, they'll be spreading to your area soon. First other areas in Utah, then across the country, so keep checking back.

Here's how you help. Go to GoDealGo.com. Put in your email address. They'll send you an email every day for the deal of the day. You get great deals, my husband makes money. Deal?

They did a trial week. We bought the vouchers sold two of those days. The first day: Tasty's Donuts in Kaysville. We paid $5 online, printed off a voucher worth $10, then took it to Tasty's for some yummy sandwiches and donuts.

Easy, right? Right now the plan is to officially launch on April 19th. You can go to the website and subscribe now, then you'll get a reminder email.


PS If you own a company and would like to be featured for a day on the website, Joshua is the guy to talk to. He knows a thousand details that I don't, so don't ask me any questions, save them all for him.

How to be Obnoxious

Go to a restaurant during half-price appetizer times.
Tell the host you don't know how many people will be coming, maybe 6 or 7.
Try to cram 14-16 people in a 8-9 person booth...the one you insisted on sitting in.
Order $10 appetizer samplers, knowing you're only going to be paying $5 for them.
Make several modifications, each one a little different. (at least making them the same would be much simpler for the cooks to understand)
Drink lots of water.
Ask for lots of lemons, limes, and ranch dressing, and leave lots unused.
Leave, on average, 50 cents - a dollar per person for a tip.
Repeat every Tuesday night at 9 pm.