Feeling all sorts of thankful for the time I was able to spend with my family on my babymoon. When we were packing up and leaving my husband looked at me and said lets go home and have a baby ~chills~ I loved making lasting memories as a family. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
Hudsons big day is this Saturday and we can’t wait for him to become a member of our Church. He is wise beyond his years and has a heart of gold. I couldn’t ask for a better son. I remember when I first found out I was pregnant with him praying for a son. Dallin traveled a ton when we first were married and I wanted a man around the house, and God gave me Hudson. I love how he is protective of me and can sense how I am feeling. And now I’m choked up. The other day we slept at my moms and all his cousins wanted him to come and watch a movie with him and Hudson bold faced just told them I want to hang out with my mom. I coaxed him to go but he said he wanted to just be with me. I hope we always have this kind of relationship.
Well I wish I had one.
Lately: ever since we got home from NJ Briton has been complaining about his belly. I noticed this after every meal and at night he would start screaming. These night screams have been happening ever since he was 2!, when I weaned him from breastfeeding. We took him in and they said he’s experiencing “night terrors” and I’ve been super sensitive to anything we watch (I was nervous even after Toy Story 4).
Since he is older (4) and can explain to me about his “nightmares” he told me he screams bc it feels like there is a tiny baby in his tummy eating him. (you can tell he has a mom who’s expecting lol) I recently put it together that he’s not having nightmares, that he’s actually in PAIN!!!! (I wrote about this on his 2nd bday post see post here)
So for about 10 days I made note of every time he would complain, and after what kind of foods. I took him to Lion King and he was crying about the buttery popcorn, anytime he eats cereal, donut, saltine cracker, etc, etc
I decided to take him on Sunday when he yet again was curled in a ball on my bottom stairs. I can’t stand watching him like this and its been really amping up lately.
We’ve been to Insta Care, ER, and pediatrician. Last night they decided to have him cut out all dairy and see how does for a couple of days (if he doesn’t have an episode then maybe he’s lactose?) but if he does then well be doing allergy testing and checking further for gluten intolerance.
Hoping for quick answers and that we can get our Briton back to his old happy self.
Came home last night from our date to Holland telling us all about this fairy garden she and the babysitter made. It was too late and dark to see and to go visit it outside so we went in the morning and oh my word was I impressed. (see instagram for refrence)
On Saturday the puppies are officially old enough to leave their mommy and go to their new homes.
The puppies are ready, but why aren’t I?
Maybe because tonight when we showed up to look at our puppy Brooklyn took a dog toy and threw it at the tv and broke it. So instead of paying for a dog tonight we had to buy a $1800 tv!
I took it as a sign and we walked away empty pocketed and still no puppy.
But who knows maybe I’ll get soft and go back on Saturday, after all, I already bought all the fun supplies. It’s just now initially twice as expensive as I thought it was going to be, but really can you put a price on love?!!!!
Or maybe, I just call it a loss and be done with my infatuation of the idea of one day giving my children a puppy.
soaking in all the sunshine ☀️