Well...here we are nearly 3 months since the time I last posted. What can I say? I'm a slacker. I mean I truly do miss blogging, but when I think about sitting down and trying to get caught up, it is just SO overwhelming!
But I still have a lot of things to get recorded that happened over the summer and I am determined to get it all down! I also have some fun stuff going on right now that I want to share with all my friends, so I've got to figure out how to fit blogging back into my days!
After my awesome girls left, I had just a couple of short weeks before Tanielle's and my Summer Boutique we had been working on. Remember I am totally exhausted from this pregnancy at this point...
We had some fabulous vendors lined up that were all coming to Tanielle's to set up booths in her fabulous yard, and we started promoting it like crazy.
The day of the boutique arrived, and we were exhausted but also excited and above all, NERVOUS! It was our first event, and we were so anxious to see if people would come. But they did! We had great traffic, and were so relieved.
During the middle of JULY in one of the driest years on record in Utah (a desert anyway), the heavens opened and released a torrential DOWNPOUR on our heads. But worse - onto the booths and products, and creations of all our fabulous vendors! I'm talking crazy wind, rain that hits your face so hard that it hurts, and anyone standing in it is completely drenched in a matter of seconds.
Most of the vendors had set up their booths and then left, since we were collecting all the money and then writing them each checks for the items they sold. We jumped into action and, starting at the booths with the most easily damaged merchandise, started tearing down the displays as fast as we could and getting our vendors' products out of the rain.
It took a good 2 hours before everything was dismantled, and all the vendors had arrived to pack up their merchandise and we got the yard cleaned up and everything loaded back up into Tanielle's garage, and Hubby's trailer.
As I walked into my house, I realized that I was so cold, exhausted and just downright achy, that I wasn't even sure I was feeling up to the effort it would take to change into some dry clothes!! But I REALLY had to use the bathroom - you know how it is when you're pregnant.
That's when I discovered the bleeding. And it was a LOT. My heart stopped. I was of course terrified. It was the weekend, my doctor wasn't in, and all I got from the on-call doctor were instructions to go to bed, stay off my feet, and what things to look for that would indicate I should get myself to the ER. I was told to call my doctor on Monday morning and let him know what was going on.
Monday also happened to be my birthday. When I called my doctor, the bleeding had stopped and I was told to continue to stay off my feet until my scheduled appointment on Thursday. I got to spend my birthday on bed rest, and still had to wait until Thursday before I would really know for sure what was going on. I am not a patient girl. And I love my birthday, and it was lame.
Thursday rolled around, and Hubby and I went in for my appointment. We had heard the heartbeat at my 10 week check up, so I figured it should be easy to find now that I was at 12 weeks. That wasn't the case. My doctor searched and searched for what seemed like an eternity, and could find nothing. I was numb. I just kept thinking that my kids would be heartbroken - they were so excited to be getting a new little brother or sister.
My doctor escorted me down to the small ultrasound room, where after a moment of searching, he was able to point out on the screen where the tiny heartbeat was just pulsing away. I'm sure it goes without saying how relieved Hubby and I were in that moment.
Since I hadn't had anymore bleeding I was told I could resume regular activity. I thought life was getting back to normal. But the trials were just getting started.