The Flake Family

Ugh...this is reminding me too much of when I kept a journal...a real one...and I'd force myself to write even when I was not wanting to or didn't think I had anything to write about.

When I was a 'kid'. I kept a diary.I spelt words wrong and talked about silly crushes I had on boys. I kept it locked. My brothers read it. My Grandma Barrett bought it for me at Pic-N-Save. I still have it. It's gray with little pink hearts. She bought my cousin Natalie one at the same time. I am pretty sure hers was pink with gray heart. I just had a couple of years under my belt as far as being in school goes. My Grandma passed away when I was 9 years old. I should dig it out and share some entries with you. Maybe someday....when I am not feeling so lazy. Then there's the journal my moms best friend Dolly gave to me when I was baptized. It is sheets of paper in a folder. The pages have cute pictures on them and little writing promps. I filled that one up too....mostly with misspelt words and thoughts about how big of meanies my brothers were. Then I bought a pretty little notebook one time while we were here in Arizona on a family vacation. It snaps shut and has pictures of cherubs on it I think. That one was from my Jr. High years and probably has some pretty comical entries that were very serious at the time. I remember ranting about my mom and how "she just doesn't understand"...and there might be an entry or two about a certain sister of mine who I thought was pesky! (love ya Tiff) I filled that one and moved on to a medium sized blue on sometime in High School. I've had serious thoughts about burning that journal. Too many silly teenager drama entries I think...although I haven't looked at it in years. Who knows...maybe it's full of nothing but my beautifuly worded, delightful insights on life. (ha) I don't know that I filled this one. I know I talked about meeting Brandon and going on some dates...then I stopped with that journal. After that, I started keeping a journal for Kaitlyn, then Adelin, then Weston which I have written in less and less since starting this blog. I emailed a weekly letter to family and friends for a long while, but I stopped that when I started blogging too!  But, like I have said a bazillion times, this is my journal. Sometimes that fact shoots me in the foot because I will keep secrets from my blog...stuff I don't want people to know yet. For that, I have Kristin and Angela whom I tell everything to wheter they like it or not. I should print my emails to them as a journal...that would probably be a more truthful record....but don't worry ladies, I am far too lazy for that. Anyhow...I don't know what my point is. I just thought I better blog and this is what's comin' out! I love that about blogging too. I like to sit and type and see what comes of it. I delete a lot of entries. I had one typed about me finding out that I was pregnant and all those details. Did you know that I took 5 pregnancy tests? 4 from the dollar store. (I lied to the cashier and told her that they were for a gag gift....she is my friends mother in law and I didn't want any rumors to start. She said, "You've had enough kids, you don't need one of these to know if you're pregnant or not". Wrong-O!) Some of those tests turned positive and one didn't give any lines, so I bought one at Wal-Mart (not too much further up the list of creditable places to buy pregnancy tests)...but that's the one that convinced me....along with all the blood work that I had done over the next week. I started on progesterone and took that nasty stuff until I was 13 weeks along....I was 14 weeks according to my ultrasound...and it freaked me out a little to stop taking it a week sooner than I thought I should....but that just goes to show that freaking out does ya no good! (remind me of that later okay?)

Maybe I should do an update on the family.

We had a good Christmas. Brandon and I were totaly sleep deprived. By Christmas morning, I had gotten about 6 hours of sleep over the past 48 hours. I was so tired. We had a great morning here at home with the kids loving every mintue of it! Then went over to Brandon's moms house for a while, then came home because we planned to drive down to Mesa that day. I took a shower and then was doing my hair so that I could try out the new straightener that Santa brought me...and while I was doing that....two of my little darlings (names starting with "A" and "W") decided to play with play dough. From the report we were given on the incident, Weston stayed at the table, but Addie ground it into the carpet...then decided to do her 'paint by number' on our new couch! Red paint and play dough...it was not a pretty sight. That was enough to get me sent to take a nap by Brandon. I was in tears. We didn't go to Mesa that day. But, I did get a nap and I ended up having a nice long talk on the phone with my Grandpa Newbold. He's good at putting life back into it's proper perspective. Brandon cleaned up the mess our dear sweet child made and I was able to get the rest of the house cleaned up and that made me feel human again! We drove to Mesa on Saturday stopping in Payson to eat, Addie threw up there...but acted fine. Then we went to my parents house. They watched the kids that night while we went out to dinner with Angela and Kevin who were down from Texas for the holidays. That was fun!...but I over ate badly at the Cheesecake Factory. We walked the mall then went to look for a new vaccum for my mom. Hers broke...and for her....a vaccum is like a ventilator...using it keeps her alive! :) We stayed at Brandon's moms place there in Mesa. Sunday, we went to church with my parents and had dinner at their house...my mom made Chicken Devon...which is my all time favorite. Brandon and I also went over to visit Eric, Kim and Cooper. He's so cute! I held him for a good hour. He reminded me what newborn poo looks like when I changed his poopy diaper! I am terrible and didn't even take my camera (for pictures of him...not the poo) but it was fun to meet him and to visit with Kim and Eric. That was Sunday...and in the middle of the night, I awoke to the sound of Adelin throwing up. It was awful. Brandon ended up going to buy medicine at around 3 a.m. It seemed to help and she slept until 8 a.m. then she woke up and got dressed like she was feeling fine. Then we realized she was still sick when she couldn't stay off the toilet for more than 3 minutes. (sorry for the details...but that's the best way I could think to put it) Poor girl. We got her some childrens Imodium AD, she took a nap and then she was fine. She was eating a corn dog by lunch time. We still didn't know if she was better or not.....so we stayed another night in Mesa then drove home Tuesday. By Wednsday, Brandon and I both felt pretty bad with coughs and sore throats and messed up sinusis. Brandon came home from work early and we took turns taking naps. Thursday morning Brandon woke up and still felt bad, so he stayed home from work which turned out to be a real blessing because I got the stomach flu and couldn't keep anything down all day. Bradon felt good enough by night time to take the kids to his mom's house for the party she was having there. I stayed home and waited for my mom, dad and aunt deanna to come. Oh...and I read my book. Then, my dad called to say they were in Heber (1/2 hour away) and I thought I better go see what the house looked like since I had only been out of bed for a hour that day. It was sort of messy and so I forced myself to clean up. I felt like I did when I was a kid and knew my mom would be home so I'd hurry and clean up the house. She's where I got my "clean gene". She didn't like to come home to a messy house and neither do I. Messes are hard for me....they make we cranky...I try to not let them....ask Brandon, I have gotten better about that since we got married. Having kids makes it impossible to have a clean house all of the time...so I have been forced to ignore things but I can only handle it for so long. Anyhow. I knew my mom would start cleaning the second she came in the door if I didn't have it done already. We didn't have too exciting of a New Years Eve. We watched TV and went to bed late. Then Friday I went ahead and didn't stop my mom and Aunt Deanna from doing my laundry. I still felt weak from being sick, but thank goodness was able to eat and drink....that's my excuse for not stopping them. :) Saturday I was feeling even better and my mom, Aunt Deanna and I went to a store in town that is closing down. We bought some cute material for the babys quilt. (My mom makes quilts for her grand-babies...my Great Aunt Deanna makes quilts for all the babies too...in fact, I think she made me two for Weston!) Anyhow...it's super cute material with little cowboys and horses on one of the materials and then the other has covered wagons, cowboys and cactus (or should I say, "cacti"). My mom still has some material left over from Weston's quilt, so she will use some of that along with what we bought. It's gonna be cute!

Okay...so I think that's enough typing for now. I will check my spelling later...maybe.

 School starts again tomorrow (groan) and so I better go so we can get Miss Kaitlyn to bed!

P.S. If you read this whole post...then bless your heart...and mine because it means you really DO love me!