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I'm in a lot of pain. Not going to lie. Every single one of my facebook statuses lately has something to do with barf. It's all I do. Treyson now runs around the house making barfing sounds. WE're struggling with talking, but barfing noises? He's an expert

The thing about being sick, in any condition, is the emotional toll it starts to take. Waking up, every. single. day. and feeling awful. Not being able to sleep bc your throat hurts so bad from stomach acid. It's like....hell. But, being sick means those babies are still in there cooking, and for that i am forever grateful. It has also strengthened my relationship with my mother in law and husband more than anything, as I have to literally depend on them for EVERYTHING. I am grateful for that.

I've had quite the "series" of unfortunate events. Which, honestly, are somewhat humorous to me. Perhaps this is TMI, but hopefully, you will find it as funny as me.

I went on Zofran (an anti-nausea). It sort of worked. I got so constipated, I developed horrific hemmorroids which bled so much I thought I was having a miscarriage and hurt so bad I couldn't sit down. literally. I developed a horrible hacking cough which keeps me up all night leading to further exhaustion. They think I'm allergic to Zofran b/c of the coughing. I have to stop using zofran (no other anti nausea med works for me). I start puking every hour again, and coughing, and sore throat and headaches from the puking all continue. I lose 7 lbs in 2 weeks. I puke so hard my body aches and I often pee my pants WHILE puking (you contract a LOT of muscles! haha) THEN, I wake up the other morning with pasted shut eyes. Goopy nastiness. Turns out, I have blown up tons of blood vessels in my eyes. It hurts

Exhibit A:

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(yes. I do have make up on. I had to take treyson to the doctor and makeup is my only help at this point!)

I really can't wait to see what is next. What orface of my body will fail me?

As sucky as this is, I can't help but laugh! The adventure has started with a bang FOR SURE.

SO grateful for my relatively healthy life pre-pregnancy. Something I will never take for granted again!

Lace

(Circa 2003)



Today is my best friends birthday. She has been my best friend since we were 14. We met at EFY and have been together ever since. We've been through a lot together. She was the instigator for the first time ever sneaking out (Don't worry mom, it was at HER house). She waited up for my freshmen year just to make sure I was okay when I was out a little too late. We put up with each other's ridiculous dating escapades (I think the "candle" night tops them all....). I tried to hide her mission papers from the bishop. I got engaged when she was still gone. Now, she lives in AZ and I live in Idaho. She's working on a masters. I'm working on making babies. She's the kind of friend who i don't have to talk to for months and when we do talk, it's like we just saw each other yesterday. Consistant. Strong. I love her.

Act Don't Ask

I learned a lesson today. I wanted to share it.

I have had a million people call me and ask if they could do anything for us.
I REALLY do appreciate it and it has been amazing, but I tell them no because there is really NOTHING we NEED.(I do; however tell them we will need LOTS of things come March!)
Then, tonight, someone showed up at my door with a HUGE meal.
Even though, I couldn't keep it down, it was such a relief.
We didn't NEED a meal. Trevor and Trey are fine with frozen foods for awhile. I am fine with saltines and watermelon. But, it made us feel so loved. It was more than the food.

I was so impressed that this person ACTED instead of ASKED.
I WANT to be more like that.

Peace

Can you tell I've been a little worried lately? It is still absolutely amazing to me how directly Heavenly Father answers prayers. Why does it seem so abstract at times? The answers I have received lately have been some of the most powerful in my life. He is REALLY there.

I found this video today. Maybe it will remind you of the things it did me.

Weight

45 pounds.

The amount of weight my doctor suggested I gain.

FORTY FIVE POUNDS.

I know I have to do it for the sake of the two babies, but I am having such a HARD time accepting it.

I never realized how obsessed I am with being a certain weight.

And everyone keeps saying, "That's awesome. You can eat whatever you want!"

All I can think of is the millions of miles I'll have to run next summer.

And yes, that is a selfish thought.

And yes, I will do it.

But, please remember the day when I was a size 4.

I am so vain.

And by the way, at 10 weeks pregnant. I look like I did at 5 months with Treyson. :)

This will be the one and only post I do about my body.

Promise.

RyRy

First off, my sister in law has becoming amazing behind the lens. she has real talent.

That being said, I love love love this picture of my brother and neice. It brought tears to my eyes (then again, so does everything lately). I just love my brother. Anyone who knew us at BYU knows how close we are. Now we are on different sides of the country, focused less on each other and more on our new families - but I still think he the greatest brother alive. Nothing is better than seeing him as a Dad.

AND he has big muscles.

Just a Memory

Every time I'm leaning over the toilet (PS. You never realize how disgusting your toilets are till your face is in one....any amazing cleaning tools out there?), Treyson comes behind me and scratches my back.

It's like he just KNOWS something is wrong.

Lotta love out of that little body.

Of course, this is followed by him chasing me around with the fly swatter and screaming "DIE~!!".

I swear he picks up on the strangest things I do. (I hit flies. Not people. Though with my mood swings lately, it might start being people.)

And Just when I Thought I had a Plan.....

I am pregnant.

I am pregnant with twins.

I am NOT joking.

I wrote a long post about how I feel, but decided to delete it all. I am just in complete shock. Utter comatose shock. No there are no twins in our families. No I am not on any fertility treatments.This possibility was not even on the radar.

It's still very early and who knows what will happen, but I chose to tell everyone because I don't want to live in fear. (Even though that is all I feel right now.) The twins are measuring right. Have strong heartbeats and are in the "ideal" position (seperate sacs/placentas). We know whatever comes our way, we will need support.

We are due March 19. Trevor is happier than I have ever seen him. Treyson wonders why his mom is so lame and always sitting by the toilet. I am....in shock and so sick.

All I can tell you is that I have such a strong testimony of Heavenly Father's divine Hand in each of our lives. There have been things, so specific, which have happened to our family this past year. At the time, I never understood a thing. Now, it makes sense. Whatever happens. No matter how hard or sick or happy things get, I know that we are watched over and being molded into the best Sons and Daughters of Him. This experience will cause Andrea to grow more than I ever bargained for.

We are blessed.

(And perhaps, going to need a LOT of counseling)

Thank you for being our friends and family.

We love you all.

Please send diapers.

{PS did anyone read my post awhile ago about "family planning"? Lesson learned. Life has no plans.}

ADDENDUM: To those of you who have called/texted/came by/etc. PLEASE forgive me if I don't get back to you right away or forget or just don't call you back. It is NOT personal. I am just so tired and so sick and trying to chase an 18 month old around. For some reason, it's easier to just blog or email than tell the same story a thousand times while barfing. (i did get a new nausea prescription. fingers crossed)

Forgive me. Thank you for your love.

Mutual Rodeo

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