*Cue Circus Music*

***I wrote this last night but Blogger was being a pill and wouldn't let me post it.

Ok...I know two posts in two days is a bit excessive. But I would be remiss if I didn't eulogize the events that transpired today. In retrospect they are almost too horrifyingly comical to be real. But believe you me...they were.

Enter Eli...stage right. He woke up at a nice 8:30 thank you son. That was about the only thing positive he did for the day. First item of business: orange juice all over the carpet. That wasn't so bad. I cleaned it up and fixed us some breakfast. Breakfast ended up all over the floor. Cue the dog. That wasn't so bad.

As I was cleaning up from breakfast somehow I managed to whack my hand against the bookshelf in our kitchen. A few muffled profanities later led to the discovery of a massive bruise and some nasty swelling just below my thumb on my left hand. Lovely. Ice.

After nursing the hand a little energy kicked in and I decided to deep clean my kitchen. 2 hours later and things were shiny. Unfortunately all my cleaning brought back the nausea that had subsided during the morning. I had a really good day yesterday and I over did it. After two or three offerings to my favorite porcelain god I put Eli down for a nap and laid down myself. 30 minutes later he was up. Bad nap day. Headache commenced. Went to get Eli out of his crib only to find a massive poopy had erupted.

At this point I called my dear friend Katie. Katie is wonderful. She came over and helped me. No. She came over and saved me. She made me lunch, made Eli lunch, took Eli out for a walk while I napped, and helped me clean my living room...which was buried in toys and wrappers and what-not. Dinner was spaghetti and meat balls, but spurred the second bath of the day after Eli painted himself in sauce.

Ten minutes later I noticed an odd smell...a bad smell...coming out and around my son. Then I noticed poop...massive amounts of poop...coming out of his diaper. So much poop. On the carpet, on the chair he was sitting on, on him. I grabbed him, Katie grabbed stuff to clean the carpet, I dry heaved a few times, put Eli in his 3rd bath of the day, and we started the reparations.

Ten minutes after poop-agedon Dan came home. I was almost crying, Eli was sobbing, and Katie was still cleaning the carpet. Dan got Eli's pjs on and took him with him to run Katie home. I sat down for the first time in a few hours and thought about making a run for the hills. But I was too tired. So I decided to bore you all with this epic post.

That was my day. Here's to better days tomorrow.

(Crawling) Out of the Woods

Well...since I have absolutely nothing else interesting going on in my life I thought I'd give a little update on this whole baby making mess I'm in. It does seem like things may be getting a little better...yay! I can't tell if I'm just living with it better or if I'm actually feeling better. I still have zero energy and get super sick at night but mornings and afternoons are getting better. At 11 weeks now, I'm hoping things clear up sooner than they did with Eli..which took until a good 16 weeks to get feeling %100.

I do, however, have another strange problem that maybe someone out there can help me with. When I was in labor with Eli I remember feeling the most intense brunt of the pain in my right hip. It was a searing deep pain that wouldn't go away during the contractions. Now pregnant again, I've started getting pain in the same joint. It's so bad that I wake up two or three times a night in intense pain that won't go away. I haven't taken anything for it, mostly because I'm pumping myself so full of Zofran right now I hesitate to add any more chemicals to the mix, but I really need to find a solution. Sometimes when I wake up in the morning I have to limp around for a few hours because of the pain. Could it just be the baby is getting bigger? I don't remember this little jewel with Eli at the beginning.

That is my whining for the day. Other than the constant reminders of baby, life is going very well for us. Eli is the funniest little thing. I can't get enough of him...unless I've had too much of him...in the which case Dan takes him for a walk.

A Few of My Favorite Things

I've been so caught up in myself lately what with all this being sick and what-not that I really need to spend some times focusing on the good things in my life. Last night Dan asked me how I was feeling and it hit me that even though I may temporarily feel like crap, I am so blessed with so many things health and life related. Here is a short list of all the things I am thankful for right now, in no particular order.

*I have the best husband in the world. He really has shown his true colors these last few weeks with me being down and out. He cleans, cooks, changes diapers, and most of all takes care of me with so much love and thoughtfulness that I quite often feel very undeserving.

*Eli is a stellar kid. He is the bright spot in every day. I can't get over how independent and smart he is! Each new day brings a new trick, a new skill, or a new word. Man I love that little guy.

*I am thankful for a wonderful place to live. We really do have it good here. We have a great back yard, a lot of usable space inside, and good neighbors.

*I have been so amazed lately to find out once again that I really do have the best friends in the whole world. These last few weeks we have received so much service, so many calls, and so much love. Good friends are what make living in Utah County so much more tolerable for me.

*My faith. Yesterday I was unable to attend church and Dan had our home teachers come over and bless the sacrament for me. I am so very grateful that I have the power of the Priesthood in my home. I feel it daily. I am thankful for my Savior who bore all trials and knows all suffering. I am thankful for inspired church leaders who continue to give poignant and needed counsel. I love the peace the gospel brings into my life. I love the comfort of the Holy Ghost. And I love that I can be with my family for eternity.

*Last, I am grateful for my parents. They are so dear to me. Last week they came down and spent all morning taking care of Eli and cleaning the house. I constantly amazed at how much energy and love they share with all their children. Life is so much better when they are around.

That was mostly an exercise in pulling my head out of my shirt and seeing how much good there is in my life. I have so many blessings. So much love in my life. Now onward and upward to happier times and calmer tummies.