Thursday, February 26, 2009

Ahh.. Hair..


So I don't take the greatest pictures, unless it is my drivers licence.. What is up with that.. Also, please ignore the huge breakout on my chin.. AHH.. Having babies messes with me.. I really love my new hair cut! Thanks to Lisa who cuts my hair! She does an awesome job. To bad I can't style it like she does!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Hair Cut...

So yesterday I cut off all of my hair. I am going to post pictures as soon as I can.. I totally love it and can't wait until I can fix it the way the sweet girl does who does my hair.. I really need to learn how to use a round brush and a hair dryer at the same time on my own hair.. I can do it on others but not when it comes to my own..

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

6 Random things about ME...

Here it goes...

1. I watch Days of Our Lives almost every day and have since I was in Jr High School. There is something about that show that I just can't escape. It could be the devil possessing people, Stefano killing John Black again.. Or Sami scheming again.. I love DOOL!

2. I love my feet! But I love them more in the summer time when I have a flip flop line! Totally stupid, I know!

3. Being under pressure is one of my favorite things. When I worked, I loved the deadline. Now, my deadline is when I have company coming over and I want my house to be super clean.

4. I love to rearrange my house. El hates this about me, but he does it for me anyway. Now that i'm not pregers any more, I can help him.

5. Remodeling is the most amazing thing ever! Good thing I married El, because he likes it too. Next on my list, is to paint the bathrooms (after I have done my kitchen)!

6. I love little baby stinky feet! I smell Helams feet all the time, and it isn't that they stink (they don't) but they have a baby stink that I love!

So I tag who ever wants to do this!!!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

My Love...

Okay so I know this is a bit late, but better late than never or "better out than in".. (quote from shrek)

The first time I saw El in a convergys hallway, I was on my way to work. Not looking forward to it, because at that point I was hating my job.. I looked up and out of no-where there was this guy, walking into the lunch room.. Our eyes met and he said "Hey cutie"! First, who says that to a stranger? Second, EL does.. He was a flirt and still is.. From that moment on I think that was in june of 01 I stalked him for like a month. Not kidding, I stalked him. But only at work stalked. No outside stalking, because that would have been crazy.. (but I am crazy)

I asked him out first. It really wasn't an offical date, it was just lunch.. We talked and it was awesome. From that day on, we talked almost everyday (except when he went to the murphy reunion that was in logan) (i missed him.. i was sad) And we have only been apart for a couple of reasons since then.. First, when I broke up with him, and second when he went on all of his work trips..

El is by far the coolest guy. I love him so much. Not only because he is a great father & husband, but because he is totally my greatest friend! He makes me laugh everyday. I am so blessed that he is mine!!! (yes, i say that possessively) I think we have a great marriage and partner ship! I am so glad that he flirted with me in that hallway all those years ago!!!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

One Month.. Of "crazy"...


Dear Helam,
Today marks the first of many months you have been here with me. Looking at me, watching me, snuggling me. I would like to just tell you how much you have meant to me for more than just this one month.
In January of 2008, your dad and I were in attendance of one of our good friends sealings in the Salt Lake Temple. Up to that point, we had prayed about having more children and never received a firm answer. We thought that your brother Gannon would be our last. Until this sealing that is. While we were listening to Elder Hinckley speak to Heather and Daniel, a shock came over both your dad and I. We knew that we were to have at least one more. What an amazing feeling. We knew that our family would expand again.
Then May came. I woke up to a vivid dream. I then woke your dad up and told him that I was supposed to take a test on that day. And there it was. The two lines saying I was pregnant! I was overjoyed and freaked out at the same time.
I would like to let you know, that I will never forget how much I cried the day I heard your heartbeat. Or the first time I saw your tiny body on the ultrasound machine. I will never forget how afraid I was, even after they told me that you looked like a very healthy baby boy.
Then you came. I was so happy. You were beautiful, stunning. Your fingers were fat and long and you had huge feet. Your hair was the most beautiful color I had ever seen. I got to watch you have your first bath. It was an amazing experience. I will never forget how you felt inside my belly. How you would kick and turn and hiccup. What an amazing feeing, but I am so glad that you are here with me.


Not long after I had you, I woke up in a pool of blood. That must have been Heavenly Fathers way of telling me “this is it for you girl”. I have never been so afraid in my entire life. I remember looking in your fathers eyes and seeing his calm reaction to it all. He was trying to reassure me. His eyes were the deepest blue I have ever seen. Even with all my hysterics, he was brave!
The fear I had then was nothing like the fear I have everyday with you, or your brothers and sisters. I worry for all of your health, for the world that you are living in, and for the day that I might loose one of you.


Over the last month, I have had many people use the word “strong” when referring to me. I am not as strong as I would like, but I can say that I receive my strength from many women. My Mom, who raised three daughters alone. My grandma, who not only raised four of her own children, but she helped her mother with her siblings and has helped in the rearing of the numerous grandchildren and great grandchildren. My Aunt, who has lost a child and still presses forward each day to keep her family together. They have all shown me how to be a better mother and for them I am grateful.


I like to refer to myself as “crazy”. Not crazy for having seven children. But crazy for having a husband who I am still madly in love with. Crazy for being excited to have your sisters arrive home from school and be so loud I can’t hear myself think. Crazy for being ready for anything that each one of you tosses my way. I like to be this “crazy”.

Helam, I love to watch you. I love how you consume me! I love the way you make tiny sounds all of the time. I love the little hairs on your ears. I love how you hold my fingers all of the time, like you never want me to let you go. Just know that I won’t! You will always be my son whom I love dearly. You and your siblings mean more to me than anything in this world. So how is that for “crazy"?!?