I've had 20 whole weeks I could have been updating and didn't...

I've been on bedrest for what seems like ages, and I could have been blogging and updating and just haven't. It's sad....  So here is my giant update and we'll see how much better one might get at updating.
I don't even think anyone follows me any how lol..

So you ask why have I had 20 whole weeks to be updating and haven't? Well I've been on modified bedrest for 20 whole weeks and have another oh 5ish weeks left to go.

Why have I been on bedrest you ask? Hyperemesis Gravidarum

 What is that? It is extreme, persistent nausea and vomiting during pregnancy that may lead to dehydration, weight loss, lightheadedness and fainting.

Treatment=

Small, frequent meals and eating dry foods such as crackers may help relieve uncomplicated nausea.
You should drink plenty of fluids. Increase fluids during the times of the day when you feel the least nauseated. Seltzer or other sparkling waters may be helpful.

Vitamin B6 (no more than 100mg daily) has been shown to decrease the nausea in early pregnancy.

Medication to prevent nausea is reserved for cases where vomiting is persistent and severe enough to present potential risks to you and your unborn baby. In severe cases, you may be admitted to the hospital, where fluids will be given to you through an IV.

so I was put on a medication pump to give me medicine 24/7. I haven't gained an oz...I've lost 35lbs , passed out in the shower, and at the dr's office...have multiple ultrasounds(which is always fun) and in general felt like crud for the past 20 weeks.

Luckily my weight loss and sickness hasn't seemed to hurt the baby one bit, he's growing, thriving and getting huge =o) oh yeah, I said he didn't I? yes we are having another boy and we are so excited.

He will be here around the 16th via repeat c-section. I am excited to get him here safely and start to feel better and somewhat normal...
well that's the short of my update..maybe I'll be better, probly not but life goes on =o)

I am sooo bad at posting, I'm trying to get better!

I am officially out of the 1st trimester. In these past 13ish weeks we have found loads of information.

Firstly I never thought we'd ever have a reason for my loosing 9 babies. Yes you read that right 9! That's one baby for every year of my marriage. It felt like torture and it felt like I was being punished for something I'd done in a past life. But alas I had my two beautiful babies and I adore them and thus I was happy. I was content that I would not carry another baby to term. I was content that we'd grow our family through adoption. And wouldn't you know out of the blue I had a dream we had a baby at Christmas so I took the test that night, fully expecting it to be negative just like the other 500 tests I've taken in the past five years. Low and behold after washing my face I thought I was seeing things at 11pm. There was a faintly faint second pink line. My adoring husbands response to my positive test was that the test must be expired. I firmly argued the test was fine, well before the expiration date next year, and as long as it wasn't opened there was nothing to worry about. His smart self responded but you opened it when you peed on it. Ugh I coulda shot him. So the very next day we purchased 5 more tests. 2 digital and 3 first response early result. I took one digital and one of the regular ones and sure enough both were positive. Then I started doing the math...I was just barely pregnant lol. just 4wks to be exact! Do you know how long the first trimester is when you find out that early? Any how, I was pregnant, I called to get an early HCG draw so we could make sure the numbers were going up. The stupid nurse told me not to worry about it as they don't do that unless there is bleeding or cramping. Um hello I have a history of early miscarriage and no real dx yet because I never found out soon enough to really be able to know anything! Oh well so I waited.

I finally made it to my first ob appointment where they were so kind to do an ultra sound, to my horror she said she couldn't find anything in my uterus. Well actually she couldn't even find my uterus. SO over to the higher tech ultra sound machine, where we saw the most beautiful little flicker of a heart on a little bean. I was measuring 6wks 5 days at what we knew to be my 7wk appointment so well within range. Then came the ontorage of blood tests. To this day we are at a total of 32 vials of blood. 16 that first day and the rest have been in little bursts. I had to do an early glucose tolerance test, and then they decided to try and find out why I miscarry so much. I've never gotton an answer before so I wasn't expecting one now.

One of the final two tests they took was a test for a specific gene defect. MTFHR, low and behold I have a defect. The result of the defect is not being able to process ameno acids and those higher ameno acids cause blood clots.
The fix- extra folic acid to help process the ameno acids. so hopfully I will be good from here on out.

We have a wiggly baby that is growing strong and is actually 5 days ahead. Life is indeed good

And baby makes 5...

Life has had some crazy twists and turns. I never thought that I'd get to feel the joys and pains of being pregnant again. I am ecstatic but scared to death. I have seen the heart beat, and our little bean on ultra sound so that much we know is good. I would like to be in my 2nd trimester so I could enjoy myself instead of being a worry wort. Luckily I'm as sick as a dog most days all day long so I know I'm still pregnant haha. Our little surprise is due 12/23/2009. After 5 years we are finally going to have another little humlette!

Easter Come and Gone...phew

Easter is usually pretty stressful for me, I have to make sure the kids have easter clothes for church, baskets and that we have our family gtg, and then of course a yummy easter dinner. This year I put way less into the baskets as normal. The kids got new clothes still which I adore, and our family gtg went off pretty nicely.

The kids had a blast and the family time was great. I miss when my whole family used to get together and we'd all have fun. The next goal is to plan a get together before mom passes. I don't want it to be a sad time when all of us get together again. Last time we were all together it was at Dad's funeral, we didn't know how to act, we were happy we were together but sad Dad was gone. I want to know how to act and know it's ok to be happy when we are together...

Some times I feel like the blonde...

Bob, a handsome dude, walked into a sports bar around 9:58 pm. He sat down next to a blonde at the bar and stared up at the TV.The 10 pm news was coming on. The news crew was covering the story of a man on the ledge of a large building preparing to jump.The blonde looked at Bob and said, "Do you think he'll jump?" Bob said, "You know, I bet he'll jump.." The blonde replied, "Well, I bet he won't."Bob placed a $20 bill on the bar and said, "You're on!" Just as the blonde placed her money on the bar, the guy on the ledge did a swan dive off the building, falling to his death.The blonde was very upset, but willingly handed her $20 to Bob, saying, "Fair's fair. Here's your money." Bob replied, "I can't take your money. I saw this earlier on the 5 pm news, and so I knew he would jump."

The blonde replied, "I did too, but didn't think he'd do it again."

Bob took the money...

Have you ever just wished something would come out different. No matter how hard you try though it just doesn't? As much as that poor blonde wanted that guy to not jump, he was always going to do it.

I just feel like the blonde sometimes.

Spring Break..

I wish I could spring break with my kiddos. I really think there are alot of things that could change in work structure and ethics. It should be perfectly acceptable to work only 2 days a week and get paid the same money. It should also be perfectly acceptable to have spring break and christmas break and summer vacation.

I know that the reality is tha'ts not happening unless I become a teacher but I really think it would be nice.

Or I'll get my dream and a fairy god mother will come around and let me be a SAHM again

Any how, my fantabulous mom is with the kids this week, they are planning a trip to the zoo with my sister and her girls, and maybe even the pool. i'm super jealous

More funny stories.

Here are six reasons why you should think before you speak - The last one is great!
Have you ever spoken and wished that you could Immediately take the words back...
Or that you could crawl into a hole?
Here are the Testimonials of a few! people who did....


FIRST TESTIMONY:
I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow
and asked loudly, 'How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?'
I turned around and walked back out and never went back.
My husband didn't say a word... He knew better.


SECOND TESTIMONY:
I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store.
He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said,
'I think I like playing with men’s balls'


THIRD TESTIMONY:
My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a
variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case,
the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help.
I replied, 'No, I'm just looking at your nuts.'
My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget.


FOURTH TESTIMONY :
While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release
some pent-up energy and ran amok . I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons.
I told her that if she did not start behaving 'right now' she would be punished.
To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, 'If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!' The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter.


FIFTH TESTIMONY:
Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch, in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, she was clean. Then I realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said 'No'. I kept thinking 'Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes with me.' Then I said, 'Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?' 'No,' he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soooo, I asked one more time, 'Danny did you have an accident? This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, Bent over, spread his cheeks, And yelled, 'SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!'
While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better, thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!


LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY:
This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks.


What happens when you predict snow but don't get any? We had a female news anchor that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked:
'So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?'


Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard !

Why we giggle like school girls every time we hear Palm Sunday...

So the joke goes something like this:

there are all sorts of special holidays for special people.
we have mothers day for our mothers.
we have fathers day for our fathers.
we have grandparents day for our grandparents.
and for our single guys... we have palm sunday.

Because of that joke, I can't hear or see the phrase Palm Sunday without busting out with tear jerking laughter. I try to be grown up, I try to hold it in, but ultimately I just can't.
Especially when we see signs that read such silliness as this

PALM SUNDAY SERVICE 8 am
Join us for Repentance every Sunday at 9am

Then a little further down the road you see

Palm Sunday 10am
God is watching over you.

or by far my favorite, I still laugh about his one

Come on Palm Sunday
This is God we are talking about, don't jerk him around.

So a few Sundays ago we were at church with our friends, When suddenly to our surprise the Mission President started talking about Palm Sunday...I turn my head to keep from laughing out loud, and look at Brian, who is even worse at controlling his laughter on the subject. He is nearly purple from holding his breath, frantically thumbing through the hymn book, pretending that he is looking for the closing hymn. He had the funniest smirk on his face, and I knew he wasn't looking for the closing hymn, it was 15 minutes away! So we made it through the meeting,

We got to our dear friends house for brunch, we hold our breath, bide our time until all the little kids were out of ear shot when we both fell down with hysterical tear jerking laughter.

Much to our surprise we are questioned as to what we could be possibly laughing so hard about.
All we could giggle out was Palm.....Sunday..... right away one of my friends gets it and starts laughing with us. His poor wife, we have corrupted her, she still didn't get the joke. We tried to hint at it, saying Palm...Sunday...Get it? Get it? The poor dear she just didn't get it until her husband started swaying his fist in front of him in an up and down motion...which of course caused even more laughter.

She did finally get it, but she didn't think it was quite as funny as everyone else...
She is definitely the grown up of the group.

So will you ever think of Palm Sunday the same? I know I've been corrupted forever!

A sudden case of gravity-from Nov 08

I came down with a sudden case of gravity.

Gravity, It's a great thing. It's what keeps us grounded.On most days that's a great thing. However once in a while we can all come down with a hard case of it. On those days you mostly wish gravity didn't exist.

My case in point. Just a normal Sunday night, was taking the dogs outside to potty, one of the usual things I try to accomplish before bed.

When I being the chicken that I am, heard a noise in the woods.

Now these are not just regular woods, these are scary dark woods. And we all know what's in scary dark woods right? Scary dark things.... exactly

So I being the brave person that I am, scooped up the puppy and ran inside. Then suddenly from nowhere, GRAVITY just hit me. Like a ton of bricks even.

I just collapsed. I tried not to fall on the poor puppy so I kinda half threw him into the house, while I landed in a big mess on the back porch.
Though hurt as I was, there were still big dark scary things after me, so I continued into the house as fast as I could, and locked the door behind me of course.

Then and only then was I able to take an inventory of my injuries. My right leg was scraped from bottom to top. My left leg scraped and bruised, but wait, my right knee and ankle were beginning to double in size, slowly tripple in size. I knew that coudln't be good. So off to the ER I went.

But wait. Since we all know (except for Grandma Humecky lol) that the love of my life is waiting in limbo in TX to come home, that he wasn't here to drive me to the ER. And of course it was Sunday night at 11pm so the kids were asleep. There was no way Grandma Briggs would be able to drive me to the ER. How the heck was I going to get there.

Now we had a few options, A, I could drive myself. But how dangerous might that be, a maimed person trying to drive in an emergency...probly not good.

B, call and ambulance, now that is feasable, however after I get done at the ER, how does one get home?

...So we settled on option C, a late night call to our good friends and former visiting and home teachers. Without a moments hesitation, they were here to take me and my mangled leg to the ER.

A couple hours and few xrays later, we had a diagnosis. Not exactly the one I was hoping for but, a diagnosis none the less. I have a chip fracture of my distal fibula. In real peoples terms, a broken ankle. OK great, so what does that mean for me? Approximately 6 weeks in a cast, and the inability to chase after my kids. Super.

So I put a call into the Red Cross to see if I could get a message to my dear husband. They were nice enough to throw in my contact request, a request for him to be sent home to help care for our kids. Well great, I wasn't even expecting that. So a few hours later I get a call from my Dear love, he's calling to find out what exactly happened. So I had to relay the whole embarassing story to him, he chuckled, said he was sorry and he'll report back to his commander.

The commander apparently was asking him to get the story, and also asked very steernly"Humecky, did she do this just to get you home faster?" Are you for real? What kind of fool could purposely break their ankle, and for that matter who would even try? I guess someone super desperate. While I'll admit it half crossed my mind, wondering what it would take to get him home via the emergency red cross connection, but really was I ready for what that meant? No certainly not, I didn't want anything major enough to warrent emergent leave to happen. So I passed on that idea.

Any how, here I am drugged up, leg elevated on the couch, where I've been for the past two days. Wishing I wasn't so dang afraid of the dark

...The moral of the story...If one is afraid of the dark, It might be better to have your 7 year old who isn't afraid take the dog out.

My Kidsare fantastic

My loverly kids baked me a cake yesterday. Madilyne put sprinkles on it, she was very proud of herself. Even better as I walked through the door my kids were showering me with kisses, hugs and all kinds of cute little gifts.

Madilyne and James made me a comic book, I think mostly by Madilyne. It was a stack of papers with little stick people colored on and folded.
It was a good day.

The other day we took some pictures, to get ready for invitations for James' baptism and Madilyne just cause...

So if I think that I actually had followers lol, I might blog a little more!

I haven't been the best at blogging since I started working full time. I have a few new goals and desires, and one of them is to blog more! So I am also going to link my blog to facebook...shocker huh!

I am working hard towards being at home and available for my kids, but still being able to make the money I need to.