Learning from experience

Sooo. This thanksgiving turned out to be a doozy! Thanksgiving eve me and my mom, whom i was supposed to have thanksgiving with, got in a huge fight. Something we have not done since i was in about the 11th grade. We normally get along like best friends, well, other than my husband she IS my best friend. She text me saying, "you probably need a break from me we wont come over tomorrom for thanksgiving." I was heartbroken. I was mad at her and didnt want to see her, but it was thanksgiving and wanted to have a great time with my family. Needless to say i finally bit the bullet and called her, said i was sorry and that i loved her. The conversation didnt turn out as i had expected, but it was a step forward. I text her telling her to come over anyways. I started cooking when low and behold i ran out of propane!! yes, i ran out of the one thing i need to cook my thanksgiving feast and keep my big ol house warm. Luckily me and my mom had mostly reconsiled and i loaded all of my uncooked food into my buick (shes a brute) and headed to cook my thanksgiving dinner at my moms house. We were supposed to eat at 1 and is was like 12:45 when i STARTED cooking. I was stressed trying to get things done. I needed to do stuff at my house and i needed to do stuff at my moms house. How the heck was i supposed to be in two places at once? beats me. and my "other half" and not being so helpful as him and one of his younger brothers was consumed in what i would rather like to call "the devil", but is more commonly known as call of duty. SOOOO i finished cooking a ham, sweet potatoes, green bean cassarole, and rolls at my moms house, loaded it all BACK into the buick and headed back to my house. I had somehow gotten my husband to do one thing in the mean time wich was set up the fryer outside because this year i was frying my very first turkey!

All of the food was cooked and ready to eat EXCEPT the fried bird. i went to check the oil temp and it was somewhere in the 400's so knowing that it wasnt even supposed to reach 350 i quickly shut off the burner. Well when i put the turkey in at the right temp i had no idea how to light it again because my husband had left to get drinks. I called him, got the directions, but no one had a lighter! and with no propane i couldnt just light something on fire with the burner. Me and my mom ran back and forth with a little piece of paper that we had lit from the toaster for about 20 minutes and i finally found something to light the fire with. Just at the same moment Ryanne Willis my brothers girlfriend emerges with not one, but TWO lighters that she had! hmmm.. well Rye, bad timing! haha. We finally got the bird going good and steady when i went to pull it out i thought CRAP! i burned it because the skin was all blackened. I seriously thought that this had to be the WORST thanksgiving ever!!!

Earlier i had talked to my wise old grandma and told her all of the trouble i was having and she told me, "well any trials you have to work for will only make the outcome better." Well i love my grandma and she was right. we sliced into the black turkey to find the most juiciest plump perfectly cooked turkey i had never seen! it was delicious to the max! The whole dinner turned out to be very great. And the best part was that i had all of my family there to share it with. I am so thankful for Jesus Christ who was the ultimate example of humility and kindness and that even when he was being hung on the cross he showed forgivness to the men who beat him saying, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”

I am thankful for his teaching by example because i know my thanksgiving would have been a lot less thankful and a lot lonlier had i not reconsiled with my mom.

Rhiot updates

Orange Gatorade is my favorite

So much is going on these days and i love it! i love being busy and i love seeing people! Just today i got my hair colored, which i love btw, and i went to my brother in-laws jr. high wrestling meet and made a delicious breakfast for dinner!

My baby son got his first tooth yesterday! Its just a little jagged bit of tooth popping out of his gum! I love it and am extatic that he is getting so big and growing up, yet it saddens my heart that my baby is turning into a boy! I am so looking forward to raising him and being able to teach him things, i just hope i can instill good morals and goals into him! i sure will try my best!

Mogollon is going to state! YAY! its super exciting for me and Braden this year because we each have brothers that are playing! not to mention they are two of the star players :) i SOOOOO hope they win and i have a good feeling that they will!

My dad is going to the state game this weekend and will finally meet his grandson! I am happy about it! i havent seen him the entire time i have been married which is now 1 year 3 months and 9 days. but whos counting?


whats new with you?

The Devil has blue eyes!

this is our little mans very first halloween! We dressed him up as a little devil and went around to the trunk or treats. He didnt really care for the costume, but he scored me and Braden some nice loot :)

his poor little face is all red from daddys facial hair

The mom hair diaries

Lately i have been sporting this one quite a lot. its a great "second day" hair-do
ya know, the one where you washed and did your hair the day before, but you arent going to today? well this is what i do. i tease up the front and part it and simply bobby pin it back straighten all of the whispys down by my face and im ready to go! its super easy and takes me about 5 minutes! i love it. i used to have super long blonde hair that i would curl everyday before i had my son, but shortly found out that its not too realistic anymore since im a mom, especially since most of my getting ready involves rushing to take a shower while my son cries in his swing. So i ask you, WHAT IS YOUR "GO TO" MOM HAIRDO?

Picture mania!

Now that i have a beautiful baby i want to snap pictures of him all the time!
here are some new ones!

My Birthing Story

It was excatly 10 days before my due date and i had an appointment with my midwife at 9am, she stretched my cervix and ruptured my membranes to get things going. I REALLY wanted to have this baby so i started walking, and walking, and walking some more. At about 3pm i started having some contractions but nothing serious i waddled around on my birth ball and ate some dinner all the while i was at my moms house. My husband got there around 7pm and i decided that we should go on a walk, well i didnt even make it to the next stop sign before we had to turn around because my contractions had intensified ALOT. We went to the midwifes office and she checked me, not even dialated to 3! She told me to go home and take a bath that we might have this baby the next day or so. I got home and hopped in the bath, it helped the contractions a lot so there i sat in the bath talking to my husband and eating otter pops. I decided i had had enough of the bath situation and as soon as i stepped out of the bath BAM my contractions hit me like a ton of bricks. So there i lay, on the couch writhing in pain while my husband played his xbox, but that wasnt enough entertainment so he popped some popcorn! so there i was in the worst pain of my life and my husband was enjoying himself over there just munching away on his popcorn. Finally i talked him into going back over to my moms house, so between contractions i hustled my butt into the car. I layed on my moms couch for probably one 30 minutes before i decided it was time to go to the hospital. Off we went, me and my husband in our can and my mom and aunt in theirs. By this time it was about 9:30 pm. The 45 minute drive to the hospital was THE WORST car ride i have ever taken. I was SO uncomfortable and just silent trying to focus on my breathing, every so often my husband would look over and ask if i was ok. We pulled into the emergency room all the while i was puking into my 3 year old step sisters easter bucket (that got left outside under the car). We ran between contractions into the waiting room (they were less than a minute apart now) i slunked myself over the ladies desk in a bad contraction and asked her to "just give me a minute." People could definantly tell that i was about to have a baby so the other people in the waiting room were moving out of their chairs for me While another pregnant lady casually was walking into the emergency room as well carrying her bags, makeup on, hair did and guess what??? they wheeled her out BEFORE ME! To say the least i could have killed her. Finally a man brings a wheel chair to take me to the OB and when i get there they didnt even have a room ready for me, nope so i was stuck in the "monitoring room." 5 minutes pass, no nurse, 15 minutes pass, no nurse. Finally my mother had my husband go get a nurse to tell her that i was having contractions less than a minute apart. The nurse arrives and is asking me some routine questions when i ask if i can get a little medicine and she says no not untill she checks me, so very sarcastically i say "ok then check me!" She mosies on around to get ready to check me and she says "OH! your a rim!" not knowing what that was i ask ok so how many centimeters am I? and she exclaims that i was dialated to 9! all of our faces dropped!!! So in a huge hurry i had to change into a gown and get wheeled into a room, my midwife had to be called to come from 45 minutes away! Oh and at 9 centimeters dialated NO MEDICINE ALLOWED! So approximately 45 minutes later at 11:40 pm almost right after the midwife got there i pushed me out a healthy baby boy!
he weighed 6lbs 11oz and was 20 1/2 inches long! We named him Rhiot Stephens