The Peterson Family

The Peterson Family

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

3 Years!

We had our 3rd anniversary on the 14th and I got the day off of work so we could spend it together. We went to the temple and did sealings which we did on our first anniversary and around our second (we were out of town and no where near a temple so we went when we came back). I love doing sealings, it's like getting to renew our vows on a pretty frequent basis and I just love listening to the blessings. We also went out to dinner (courtesy of my in-laws) to Texas Road House while my parents watched the boys, then we went to Trafalga and went mini-golfing. It's very reminisent of one of our early dates and the first time I kissed my hubby in public. It was just fun thinking how vastly full the last 3 years of our life have been. We bought a house, had twins, renovated the house, took a trip back east, and now we are expecting baby number 3, and if all goes as planned just after this baby gets here my hubby will finally graduate!

In other news I'm very proud to report my children have actually getting better in church, it's still a struggle and there are definitely still goldfish, coloring books, cowboys and indians, ripped up bread, etc. involved, but it is getting better. On the downside my children have learned what a temper tantrum is and I don't appreciate it one bit. I really don't give them much mind when they do, just tell them to get up and move on. I'm hoping if I don't focus on it too much they won't think it gets them much and they'll stop.

Oh and tomorrow I'm thinking we are going to get to hear our babies heartbeat, I'm so excited!

Friday, August 3, 2012

Open letter to my ward:

I pray everyday for my children to behave better, to sit still at church, to just let them be occupied enough to avoid those tempting church aisles. I have no desire to let my kids run up and down the aisles, and I'm constantly embarrassed by it. Everytime Jameson runs to the front door and wants to play in the curtains my heart drops just a little and I hang my head in shame. I'm sincerely sorry if it is causing you problems with your children wondering why mine are behaving as they are. My options however are, let them run and have them be quiet so that you, others, and myself can hear; try to hold them in my lap and let them scream bloody murder; take them in the hall and have them scream bloody murder where I in turn get nothing out of being there and they possibly disrupt other classes; or just not bother to come in the first place because believe me that would be easier especially considering nap time is right in the middle of sacrament meeting. I know a few people that choose that last option and just don't come when it's nap time or when there is only one parent as is frequently my situation. I personally think it's better for me to be there, I think it sets a good example for my children that even though it's not easy and there are some places we'd sometimes rather be, that I come to church every week regardless because I know that's where we should be. I know there are people that do it better than I do. I frequently look at them whistfully and wonder why my kids can't just sit down at church. They do very well when we read scriptures every night and say our prayers, but sacrament meeting is hard for them. They do wonderfully in nursery during lesson and singing time, (I know because I worry and check up on them frequently). This is not an easy situation for me. I'm trying the best I can, which these days with how I've been feeling, is exponentially harder. Everyone wants to tell me what I am doing wrong and how to change their behavior and while it might have worked for them that does not mean it will do anything for me. Twins are hard, they feed off each other and if there was only one you can bet I'd be strapping that child down, but the 2 of them have me beat when my husband can't be there and they know it. I try desperately to keep them in our row, especially till the sacrament is over, I try to hold off snacks and small toys till then too and then try everything I can think of to keep them in the row, still I frequently end up wandering the halls wondering why I'm even bothering. I'm doing everything I possibly can to help them behave. I hope you notice the behavior is different when there are two of us there. I'm trying and that's the best I can do right now. I can't reason with them, they don't understand me well enough yet and I them. Some kids you can just tell to do something and work on it and that works. Not mine, they have a need to understand why. I'm really not a softy when it comes to discipline, but really there is only so much I can do to get a 2 year old to understand. It will happen in time, one day they will sit still for 30 minutes, then an hour, and more. For now my goal is surviving. If you would like me to go somewhere else let me know and we'll go try and find somewhere else where we fit in better.

Update, I suck and post tites...

I'm about eight and a half weeks in and I'm really thinking this pregnancy is vastly different from the last one. I'm not nearly as sick as I was last time. I still get decently nauseous, but no vomit yet, thank heavens. I have my first appointment on the 20th and then another one on the 30th with my actual OB. I'm kind of sad because I know I'm not getting nearly as many ultrasounds as I did last time. It probably seems odd that I was happy to be at the hospital every other week, but it was fun seeing my babies and I really felt like I knew who they were. This time it's going to be very different, starting with way less appointments. I'm still plenty nervous though. It was all my insane monitoring last time that caught my preeclampsia and I'm not going to have that this time (I think, I guess I'll know for sure in a couple of weeks) I just really want everything to go smoothly and more than anything get a happy, healthy baby out of this (and if I could quit my job anytime soon that would really be nice too).

Tyson starts school for the "last" time this month and he's looking for a second job, he really wants me to stop working too. It's a good thing, but I'm really afraid of never seeing him. I used to be a really independent person, but if there is one thing I've learned while he's been at scout camp this week is that I'm no longer that person, and I'm okay with that. Man I really like having him around, if I knew what he was going to be like as a husband and father he would have had to beat me off with a stick, I'm just glad he was really determined.

Anyways thats the gist, life is really busy and we are about to have out 3rd anniversary, 3 kids in 3.5 years, yeah we maybe nuts, but we love it!