A photo a week of most of my kids

Since Tatum was in Lake Powell last week with my mom I do not have a picture of her.

I couldn't have this be an officially numbered week for photo a week of my kids..

It just wouldn't be right if I didn't have of all of them.

I'm nothing if not mommy guilty.

So.

A photo sequence of

 "The babies."

Jack

 Sienna

Hey JackJack!

Come hold Sienna so Mama can take a picture!

"HOLD ER HOLD ER!"

Aaannd 

The end...

But Hey.

Guess what.

These photos were taken on a Wednesday.

Do you want to know what happened on Thursday at 10 am?

I was talking to my sister Kasey on the phone.

We were talking about how we wished we got to see each other more..

With Tatum being in Lake Powell, 

my life was boring and lonely and wide open for whatever the heck I wanted to do.

So.

I packed up my two stinkers and headed to Emery County.

On a whim

BY MYSELF

In a matter of 30 minutes.

Can you even fathom what this means?

I am at THE LIGHT!!

That light at the end of that "first year" tunnel that so many people told me about..

They were right!

The first year of having 2 babies is a little taxing.

And you basically just have to hang around your house.

Unless you are among the brave people that I see on the Facebook that venture out with a 3 week old and a 20 month old.

They do exist.

I have seen them.

I have told Ryan about them

I have compared myself to them

I have coveted their bravery.

But mostly Ive felt bad for them that they were crazy enough to do such nutty things.

Doing crazy things is not in my body.

I can't make myself do things I don't want to do

and I don't like to do hard, scary, or crazy things.

Like skydiving.

Venturing out with 2 babies

and Dieting.

But now.

I'm there.

I'm amongst the living.

Ive even started considering pinterest activities again.

But. considering them was all I ever really did.. 

So that's not so impressive.

What I'm saying is.

I keep saying that I'm almost "back to my old self"

But this time I really mean it!

Because! Hello!!

I took on a 2.5 hour drive for a sleepover 

ALL BY MYSELF!

Am I the only one that has an out of body experience for the first year of babyhood?

I'm not saying I don't love and enjoy my babies.

It's kind of the opposite.

I'm just so enveloped in it that I have a hard time balancing other things AND babies.
So what I'm saying is.
Call me.

Which brings me to my next thing.

THE DENTIST!

My endodontist told me this little gem this week

"mother nature whispers before she screams"

Well.

Write that one down kids.

She's been whispering to me for about 2 months now.

And let me just say..

I went to the dentist about 2 months before I got pregnant with Jack and I had no cavities.

Ive had great teeth in my adult life.

But.

Several of my teeth have been bothering me lately..

Ive made appointments and canceled appointments and made more appointments and cancelled more appointments.

I did finally get into the dentist where he filled one cavity, showed me several others on the x ray and let me know that I needed to get into an endodontist (root canal dude) pretty quick

I made appointments and cancelled appointments and then made appointments and cancelled appointments.

And then.

On Friday night I woke up in the middle of the night to 

"mother nature screaming"

If you will.

Ive always prided myself on my pain tolerance.

But.

This pain was the most unreal thing I ever could have imagined.

Pain was radiating from the center of my cheek up to the top of my head, down my neck, and into my shoulder.

Promise.

I would have rather given natural child birth

 to a 3 headed child

While suffering from a migraine

And a paper cut from a POSTER BOARD!!

So anyways.

Through some secret tactics that have to do with prescriptions that were totally mine

and friends in high places, I was able to make it through the weekend and to my appointment on Tuesday.

Wherein my endodontist informed me that my abscess tooth had led to a bone infection?!

Okay sicko.

Is that not the sickest thing you have ever heard?

I had to be sedated to have it all taken care of

(root canals in 3 teeth, and a tricky laser thingy)

..And although I cried a little because

A. I like sympathy from my husband, and 

B. I kind of get scared of being sedated because I might not wake up and then my kids wont have breakfast in bed on their birthday's anymore,

It was actually a nice little nap.

I went under at about noon..

(It's a pretty good thing I'm not a dentist.. I'm not so sure I would be able to resist a little nitrous nap every now and again.. That stuff is caa ool!)

 ...and woke up at 7.

I gave Sienna a bath, and put her to bed.

Which now thinking back I don't think I was qualified to do that, because I don't actually remember it

.

And then.

 I ate a delicious grilled cheese and tomato soup that Ry and Tate had whipped up.

Then, went back to bed until 7 am.

It was lovely.

Wanna know what's not lovely?

1. they gave me a shot under my tongue to wake me up and it still hurts 

and 

2. The amount of money we have spent on dental work this year could have bought an 

amazing lliposuction  hot tub.

Lamesies.