What NOT to sell

At a yard sale that is. My mom and I went to a yard sale this morning. I am always amused by SOMETHING found at every sale. It's totally true that "One man's junk is another man's treasure." I saw a little "sompin sompin", and INSTANTLY saw a SUPER cool shelf, but it was really used as a mantle at one point. I bought it and have some awesome intentions for it, a little makeover and it will display something of importance. (SOMEDAY) prolly not anytime soon.

We walked down the street to another garage sale and as we approached, I noticed a disturbing pile of something that aught not be shared, and a woman walking away with her loot from said pile. Why would you want someones used this:

WHY??????

They were very much BATHROOM towels, and they were very much USED BATHROOM TOWELS. But not used to the point that you would cut them up and use them as dish cloths, or when you are cleaning up paint. These towels were going home with this woman to dry off a nakie bod, and hang on a towel rack.

My case and Point:

We should NOT share items with strangers that we use to dry off our nakie parts. Just like we don't share our undies that cover said nakie parts. It's just not right.

Curiosity Killed the Cat

I have been wondering for the last 8 months, what it was going to be like to be a mom of a two year old, and a mom of an infant, AT THE SAME TIME. I was really stressing about it, because I really don't think I can handle it.

I spoke too soon.

When we brought Bailey home from the hospital, I had braced my self for many months of sleepless nights, but she slept 8 hours our first night home. I know, crazy!!!

Well, I brought precious Peter home from the hospital on Friday, I won't mention his weight, but at 6 ft tall, and not as bright eyed and bushy tailed as I had imagined. He has been an okay eater, He doesn't like bath time very much, but we manage. Sleeping has posed the biggest challenge. Potty breaks, and fluffing pillows,.. and just no sleep period. Poor guy! ;)

All jokes aside,.. Peter is doing pretty darn well. We did have a minor trip to the Emergency Room again today. His breathing had become a lot more labored, and he sounded EXACTLY like a humidifier(if you know what that sounds like). I called his Doctor, and he freaked me out that it was going to be a Pulmonary Embolism(many-a people DIE from those) But after just 6 hours in the ER we came home with a prescription for his Bronchial Pneumonia. Bailey and I went for a few hours to be with some family, and I can ALREADY tell a HUGE difference in his breathing. He is completely off the pain killers and said that his leg doesn't hurt at all, which is GREAT!!

I am no super woman, and I will be the first to say,.. Man this sucks. I kept thinking that Peter will be over this the week the baby is due,.. but my calculations were off by two weeks,.. so when we have a two week old, he will have his casts off and be able to bare weight on his leg,................. and then he leaves for a week fishing trip in Alaska. BLARGE! After our ER trip today, I am pretty sure I am clinically insane. Yesterday, I got a shower,.. hey, it's a feat these days! And whilst in the shower I washed my face(I know the acne all over would prove me otherwise) and after a few seconds of scrubbing, I realized the lavender sent is my CONDITIONER, not face wash. Not to mention the emotional break down I had in my OBGYN's office this morning. I dropped Peter off at the ER, and walked across the street to my OB's office. I was one of the first patients there and so the nurse calls me back, she weighed me(-2 lbs!!!!!!) And this is how our conversation went,

Nurse:"How are you today?"

Me: "I'm alive, which is saying a lot for my week." (the tears started) "My husband crashed his motorcycle and broke his leg," (the hysterics start)"And I don't want to have this baby,......EVER!!"

Nurse: -silence-

yeah,.........................................

Then I continued to tell her all of my crazy pregnancy concerns, which they quickly disproved, and I'm pretty sure that they have me down as a lunatic and a hypochondriac. Oh well,..

So, We are all still alive, and I am grateful, but,...

FREAK GINA!!

Can this be over now??

Please!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!

The REAL reason I think this sucks so bad:

Peter just takes such good care of me ALL the time,.. not only is he unable to wait on me hand and foot, but the role is totally reversed. I LOVE taking care of my man, don't get me wrong! I am just ULTRA lazy.

Woe is me.

Peter I LOVE YOU!!!

Poor Poor Peter!

Well,.. not a TON has happened since my last post, but I am pretty bored just chillin' here. I think both my ankles are the same size as Peter's One, BROKEN ankle(well, leg really),.. and I only wish I were kidding.

Peter is doing pretty well. The pain meds were making him sick, but other than that,.. he is doing GREAT!! What a trooper!

So here are Peter's X-Rays

Before surgery

Post surgery. 11 pins, 2 screws, 1 steel plate.

Bailey got to come visit today, and both Bailey and Daddy were very happy about that. Peter hadn't seen Bailey since Monday night (weird schedules between work and Bailey's odd sleeping patterns) Those two are just the bestest of buddies. Bailey was happy to help Daddy eat his lunch.


Then Bailey decided she needed to be the patient and eat her "pitches". Someone can't say chip.

My mom came down yesterday and took Bailey for the day and night, and Grandma and Grandpa Robbins (both sets and both people Bailey calls "punka" and I LOVE it!) spelled my mom and took her for tonight and tomorrow. Bailey was SOO excited to go with "punka" and the party they were going to, and didn't even care to say good bye to mommy and daddy. Sometimes we are chopped liver. Once we said she was going to a party, she didn't want Party Punka to let go, she was GOING TO THAT PARTY!

We love punka!

Break a Leg Babe!

I didn't mean it literally!! Sheesh!

I started out my day with hearing this from Peter,...

"It looks like it might rain, but the weather says No, Do you think I should take my Scooter to Work?"

"Well as long as you don't care if it DOES rain, Go for it!"

MAN,.. I'm a bad wife and I'm retarded! This is proof to all, to not ask me questions within 20 minutes of me being out of bed and active in the morning!

Well I went about my day,.. getting ready, cleaned the house, finished the laundry, paid the bills(well wrote the check anyway) and got Bailey ready to drop off at the sitter, so we could go to the Temple(kinda).

4:20 hits, and I am like,.. what the heck Pete,.. where are you?

My phone rings.

I answer, thinking to my self, "it's raining and he wants me to come pick him up"

A woman on the other line???? WHAT THE HECK,.. I will KILL her! ;) Actually sheer panic ran through my body.

Said woman says, "Your husband wants me to tell you not to worry, but he got in an accident on his scooter, and he thinks he broke his leg."

OH REALLY!????!?!?!?!?!?!

Bailey was in her car seat before I was off the phone with said strange woman on my husbands phone.

My brother and sister-in-law live 2 miles away, THANK GOODNESS! I dropped Bailey off,.. BAWLING! and sped AS FAST as I could to the scene of the accident. I cut a lady off just as I pull up and she flips me off, and was all ticked at me, until she saw me BAWLING and RUNNING(waddling) as fast as my memory foam ankles can take me across the street, then I hope she thought, "oh, I'm a piece of crap", (but I only for a second). I got there JUST as the ambulance drove off.

BAH!

Of course I am thinking the ABSOLUTE worse. As in,.. Broken Leg=Both Legs were wrapped around his neck, choking him, he couldn't breath through the blood gushing from his head, and the ambulance people are holding in his brains with their bare hands. Yes, I am morbid. But luckily I walked into the ER and he was just strapped to a back board, and although both knees were pretty road rashed, his leg hurt, and there was a little speck of blood coming from his ankle.

Ahhh,.. What a relief. Both my brothers were there within minutes, to administer a blessing. They got him some morphine and other than them moving his foot a BUNCH for all this retarded stuff,(okay, okay, it was important) I don't think he was in too much pain.

We waited and waited and waited to hear about the x-rays. I was keeping an eye on that speck on his ankle, and came to realize that the pool of blood was growing far too fast for the size of the wound. It looked like maybe they nicked him when the cut his pants, but Nope,.. the very tip of the broken bone had JUST BARELY poked through the skin. Really,.. the wound was MAYBE 1/6th an inch long.

Peter ate some pop-tarts that his sweet wife gave him.

I got in HUGE trouble for feeding him. How was I supposed to know they were going to take him to surgery, they weren't telling me ANYTHING?!?!? Plus the Dr. had a stick,.. I'll let you finish that sentence!

Finally at around 10,.. they wheeled him off to surgery.

So I am sitting on THE most uncomfortable furniture, waiting to hear he is out of surgery, just feeling Chloe kick, and thinking,.. Oh,.. Peter is going to get his cast off THE WEEK I am due,.. GREAT!! The next 6 weeks are going to be SOOOO fun!! YEA!!!!!!

My mom came to save the day. Brought me some comfy clothes, and in situations such as this, a camera and a laptop! Hey,.. I gotta blog it! ;)

Just waiting patiently to get his very own epidural!! He actually wasn't very excited! See the pink in the bottom right corner,.. #1 real men wear pink #2 His shirt was SHREDDED! But his skin isn't,.. I'll explain in another post. They put his hair net on, and I laughed at the lady and said,.. "whatcha covering up?" Then I told Peter it would make more sense to have nets for his eyebrows, since there was more hair there, than on his head.

I decided against the bloody picture. Your welcome!!

Home stretch People!

33 weeks down

this means:

7 weeks to go

49 days left (I'd be okay with less!)

Till I get to snuggle with my this:

(ooh,.. Naked babies are the best! well maybe a diaper is good cause they pee a TON!)

Who will hopefully survive through having one of these:

(a crazy big sister who might want to eat her, or smack her over the head with something hard, but hopefully just smother her in kisses) Don't even worry, I do have minor panic attacks thinking of what is to come from this

Yeah yeah yeah,.. she looks so sweet an innocent, and usually she is, but when she isn't, WATCH OUT!

But then I GET to start a this:

NOT convinced

So all those that have had boys, or have had both, look at this ultrasound picture and tell me what you think. I defiantly don't see man parts, but I don't see girly parts either. Should I get another ultrasound?? HELP? I really want to get the baby's room started and finished!

Fabric Hunt is Over!!

Well folks,.. The Fabric hunt has finally come to an end. Which fabric did I get??? Well neither,.. I couldn't justify $20 a yard,.. so I found something else. Paisley of course because,.. let's face it,.. I'm obsessed. I don't know why,.. I don't wear it, and I don't plan on decorating anything else in my house with it, but when it came to the baby's room, I just couldn't see any other pattern. I know,.. I'm weird, which you all knew. So here is the fabric,

I don't know what fabric is going where but the Paisley is defiantly going to be the bulk of it.

The gnawed on crib (thank you my little beaver who I call Bailey) is dark wood, and I plan on putting up some bead board, and painting the room a light lime green,.. I may regret that decision. The other day I saw this AWESOME chandelier type thing at Bath and Body that I LOVE, but thy obviously don't sell decor,.. so I took a close look at it, and am going to make my own, Maybe I will share my secrets when I am done making it! ;) I have a SUPER cute Lime green rocking chair that my cute husband got me(the main reason I decided against the bright pink, orange and yellow). I will OF COURSE post pictures when I am done,.. which may be never, keep in mind! I am REALLY good at starting things and never finishing them.

I have been busy making headbands for little Chloe, so I hope she doesn't surprise us and by that I mean,.. she is a he and has a weiner and not a china.

Expect a fun mother's day post in the days to come,.. let me just say,.. my husband is AMAZING!! And that crazy kid running around that makes me a Mommy(or a Daddy,.. yes I am STILL called daddy!), is pretty amazing too!! I sure love them! Thanks for making me a mommy(or a daddy) and someone to celebrate!!

Triplets?

Yesterday Bailey and I were just chillin, Fine,.. we were watching Lion King, YES together! Anyway, Bailey crawled up in my incredible shrinking lap and looked at me and patted my tummy and said Baby, and I said, YES!!! Good job! Then she patted the other two lumps and told me they were babies and I said, No,... not babies, and she said, YES! And then screamed YES!! So I guess we are having three babies,......? I have been SUPER worried that this ONE baby who is currently practicing her acrobat moves is actually a HE,..? The ultrasound wasn't THAT convincing.

I will clarify.

NO-this is not me! I wish! Look at those arms!?

YES-This means my boobs are EACH as large as my stomach,....... when I am 7 1/2 months pregnant. Bah Humbug! Tear!

p.s. I need help, remember how I am indecisive? Well I found two fabrics that I REALLY like for Chloe's room but I can't decide which one I like better. Vote! and quick like cause I gotta get crack-a-lackin on this baby stuff. 9 weeks left!!! Well,.. I am hoping more like 8!

Baby Chloe

Peter and I,.. Actually I,.. have decided that Robbins baby numero dos will be named

Chloe Marie

Chloe cause it's cute, Marie because that's my middle name, I know Marie is SUPER original. I'm still not 100% set on Chloe Marie, but I'm pretty sure when she makes her debut, she will be Chloe to me. I am praying again that she gets her Daddy's hair,.. well the hair her Daddy HAD. See,.....

Oh my goodness,.. he was (still is) so DARN cute! I LOVE that sweater.

How could I NOT want that for my baby girl? I prayed and prayed that Bailey would get it, but the poor child got my hair instead. STICK straight, every curly haired women's dream, and my worst nightmare.

My Dr's appointments are short sweet and to the point. I pee in my little cup, wait to see the Dr, tell him nothing new, and hear nothing really all that new in return. Other than this last time his words of advice were, eat red meat, and don't go to Mexico.

Check and Check!

2 years ago today I was sitting in a hospital room, holding Peter's hand BAWLING, because I had jaundice, and was in INCREDIBLE pain that had lasted an ENTIRE week. My Dr(who I really liked, he just didn't understand) thought I had heartburn and it took VERY advanced jaundice (meaning my skin was YELLOW, and so were the whites of my eyes) for anyone to do anything about my pain. I sat in a hospital bed for 4 days, ate NOTHING, was pumped full of IV fluids and antibiotics for a pancreatic infection, and many shots to develop Bailey's lungs (just in case)stop contractions, round the clock fetal monitoring and each of those 4 days were spend in a Labor and Delivery room just in case they had to induce me. We were SUPER blessed that we had AMAZING health insurance because after it was all over I was curious as to what the hospital billed the health insurance company, and it was well over $80,000. YES,.. $80 GRAND!

We were blessed that I didn't have to have surgery while pregnant, and Bailey was able to bake a little longer until she came out PERFECTLY cooked.

So what I am saying is that I am glad that my Doctor's appointments are short, sweet and to the point. I am grateful that things are going MUCH easier with Chloe.

Decorating her room is proving to be just as big of a challenge as Bailey's room was. I had a vision of a color palate but am unable to find ANYTHING that I like. I am changing it because MOST everything I have fits but I want to use them in Bailey's room still.

I am a big fan of BRIGHT colors, always have been, always will be, prolly. I REALLY like lighter colors, but I am just more drawn to the bright.

So Bailey was my PINK and GREEN girl, and Chloe is going to be my PINK, YELLOW and ORANGE girl.

kinda like this......

So,..if you notice any crib bedding that is bright PINK, YELLOW and ORANGE, let me know!!