Our new house!

No this isn't it, but if you ask Tate and Allie it's the best part. This is our backyard and the "clubhouse"

I should take another picture because in the left corner we have a nice black hutch-type thing to put the DVD player and movies and stuff on. It's super cute and looks a lot better than that little table. I love the wood floors!

The kitchen. I didn't take a picture of the fridge, but it's like two fridges put together it's ginormous! If I could stand the sight of food I might be able to fill it.

This is the master bath with it's gold walls. No I am not fond of the gold. Painting is in the near future.

Yay, finally a real bathtub! It's a deep jetted one, but I would have been happy with just something deep enought to bury me up to my chin in.

I know this isn't the coolest picture but a real laundry room is so nice compared to a laundry closet, plus there is a third bathroom just off of it.

Allie's room. We had to go buy some flower decails to cover up all the nail holes until we can get around to filling them in and painting.

Tate's room. I tried to get a picture with it clean, but it's so big he insists on pulling out all his toys all the time. (Don't you love how his airplanes are all lined up nice and neat though.)

My room.

So we are officially moved in, well minus the bonus room attached to the detached garage. I didn't take a picture of that cause it is a mess. I thought getting the house all put together would help things settle down, but Friday night Alex came home from a shift limping and wincing. Apparently he had hurt his knee while running from a burning building caring two children, four cats and a parakeet. Yeah right. Actually he was jumping out of the fire truck and twisted it. He heard a pop and had hardley been able to walk since. We went to the insta care after workmens comp. finally gave us the go ahead and even though he still needs an MRI they're pretty sure it's a torn maniscus. So he'll probably need surgery.

I am doing good with school so far, but I am sooooo sick! I can hardley eat and because I can barely force food down my throat I have zero energy and even my daily routine of taking care of the kids is so exhausting I find myself falling asleep moments after sitting down. I don't think I've lost weight so that's good, but man this has got to start getting better or else...well I guess I can't really do too much about it, but I won't be happy.

Man we are dramatic.

Big Changes!

It's been a while since I last posted, but that's because life has been...well CRAZY! So here is the reader's digest verson:

-There was going to be an opening on St. George Fire department for volunteer who they would be hiring from in the next little bit, but there's a catch you have to live in St. George. We think to ourselves. Well if we happen to find the perfect place to move in town that is in the right spot that they'll be hiring and is also close to Alex's real estate office and the college then we'll do it. A week later we found just that. So we packed.

- About a week before the move school starts (I'm taking two online classes) and I find out...I'M PREGNANT! Surprise!

- Day of the move we find out that Alex didn't get accepted into St. George recruit camp because...now are you ready for this...because we were not living at the St. George address at the time of application. "Seriously, we are moving like as we speak." Too bad.

-To late now. So we load all our stuff into three trailers and park them at Alex's parents until we can get into our new place. We finally get the okay to move in and what do we find. A house that was not cleaned very well and a garage full of someone else's crap. And now at only 5 weeks I am already feeling sick. ALL THE TIME!

- But thanks to some very nice neighbors that suddenly appeared out of no where we got everything moved in and together with one very anti-change child (Allie) and one that loves to antagonize her I have been unpacking by day and doing homework by night.

-Things I've learned:
Endometriosis does not always mean infertility.
Do not attempt school with a needy two year old.
Do not move with said two year old when you are pregnant, you just don't have the patience.

The good news is, Allie will have settled in by the time the baby gets here and will hopefully have calmed down, Tate already has names picked out so no worries there, we have really great neighbors and the house it cute. I'll send pics when I get another second to just do nothing.