New Blog...

So, I've decided to start a new blog in order to document our lives while in the Army... check it out! I promise it'll be REALLY awesome (read: probably bore you to tears, but just humor me!)

www.lifeasthewifeofanarmydoctor.blogspot.com


Eventually I hope to come back to this blog and starting writing again once our lives have been handed back to us-you know, once Dave is no longer in the Army.

Yep, It's Really True....

We really are having another baby! We are due on October 9th. And I'm sure most of you have the same question the doctor did-----yes, this was planned! We're very excited!

"Oops, We Did It Again...."

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Wow...can't believe it's been 3 months since I've posted on here! I've had so many things to post about, but life has been a bit crazy, and my mind is failing me at the moment...so, I'm posting a very random story today (because lets be honest, when am I not random?)...

Before I tell this story, let it be known that I do NOT condone the behavior that I am about share with you in any way. Especially if you are my children. Or the young women in my ward. Don't say I didn't warn you.

It was my senior year of high school and a friend and I had been hanging out one evening. It was nearing midnight, so we decided to head back to his house. We happen to have a few eggs in our car. Of the unboiled sort. (You know where this is going, right?) So, we decided to use them. On a passing vehicle. (Read: Bad idea. Don't try this at home. Or in your car.) So, as the next oncoming car approached, we threw an egg, hitting the car right in the middle of the windshield.

We looked in our rear-view mirror and saw the car flip around and start coming after us.

So, we decided to one-up it. We too flipped around and just as we were passing the car, we again threw an egg. And again hit the car right on the windshield.

Again we saw the car flip around and start pursuing us. And again we flipped our car around. Except we had no eggs left. We did, however, happen to have a carton of milk. So, we threw that at the car. And nailed it.

After that we decided we'd better book it to my friend's house so we wouldn't be late for curfew (Because we apparently were trying to make some good choices??). We pulled into the driveway right on time.

And then another car pulled in right behind us.

With eggs and milk all over it.

And his dad stepped out of the car.

So, after a long day of helping to take care of 6 children (currently at my sister's since she just had a new baby...) I received a phone call from Izak's school. I thought about not answering, but figured, if his school is calling at 8pm, it must be important. And boy was it ever! I am soooo glad I didn't miss this vital-to-my-life information. Here was the message I received:

"Hello. This is your Principal. That's principal with a p-a-l, not p-l-e. We recently sent out a newsletter before we had the chance to edit it. We apologize for spelling "Principal" with a p-l-e instead of a p-a-l. A good reminder to check our spelling before we send out any information. And please remind your children to check their spelling as well. Thank you. Have a good day."

Phew! I was VERY concerned when I received that newsletter and have been stewing for days as to what I should do about this catastrophe.

I will sleep well for the first time in days. Thank you Ms. Principle Principal!

I swear I use to be Cool...

So, before I share my most recent experience at my awesomeness in social situations, here are some explanatory details....

I work with the children at our church, which is called primary.
When we're assigned to a certain program within the church, it's called a "calling".
We have a "bishop" which is like a pastor, who extends these "callings".

Okay...here is my conversation this past Sunday at church...

Primary President: So, I was talking to the bishop and he said he was thinking of calling Sue to work with us in the primary. I can't remember her last name though.
Me: Was it Sue Sylvester?
Primary President: No, that wasn't it.
Me: Are you sure??! That name sounds really familiar.
Primary President: Umm, Kate, that's because she's from Glee.

See what you all are missing by not hanging out with me more? Even the dumbest of you (Lets not get into who that would be.) would feel smart when you're with me. It's one of my many, many talents.

C-Sections

Okay, all I have to say is I don't know why anyone would CHOOSE to have a c-section (other than for medical reasons, of course). I mean, considering how nauseous you get, to the point of having to lay down completely flat on your back during the operation... And then, after all is said and done, the fact that you have to be taken out of the operation room in a wheelchair.... it sounds awful to me. And if it's that hard on the (student) doctor, I can only imagine how hard it is for the patient.

What? What's that you say? How is Dave's OB/GYN rotation going? I promised him I would not divulge any embarrassing details on this blog, so you'll have to ask him personally. No, really, please ask him.