Memorial Day and Baby Mama Drama

For Memorial Day this year we went out to breakfast. We went to The Place, which is a different location of another place, (also called The Place) that Devin and I fell in love with when we were courting in Flagstaff. As we were waiting for our table, I of course had to use the bathroom. I took Sam with me. We were making our way through the restaurant when I saw a man out of the corner of my eye reaching for me. I just thought, "Oh great," assuming it was unwanted affection for my pregnant belly. I stopped and made eye contact with the man. It took me a few seconds to realize it was non other than John Barry, my father-in-law. There at the table with him were Brenda and Brooklynn. We made it a party and got seated sooner and had company on our holiday breakfast. (For the record, John was just trying to get my attention. He's not the belly touching type- for that I am very grateful. I've had random men touch my pregnant belly before and it made me hate life).

After breakfast we headed home for nap time and then out to Mesa to our friends Ryan and Kara's house. Sam and Mollie loved the pool and I loved hanging out with Kara and two of her friends I had never met before. The two friends were also converts to the LDS church. It was fun to talk about the things that were hard for us to get used to in the Mormon way of life (i.e. not shopping on Sundays, wearing modest clothing, etc.). And I just love Kara more every time I see her. How can you not love someone who openly talks about SWASS?

Mollie looked so dang cute in her swimsuit and pigtails

Ryan had made everyone hamburgers at their get together. They looked so good but my stomach was feeling a little bit funny so I passed. When we got home that night my stomach was still feeling weird. Weird turned into sharp pains going from my stomach to my lower back. I went to bed hoping I would wake up feeling better.

At about 2 in the morning the sharp pains woke me up. Normally I would think of these pains as me maybe just needing to go poo or something (sorry but true). Then I remembered, "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant." When they started coming faster and nothing seemed to help I got a little bit nervous. At around 4 in the morning I woke Devin up to give me a priesthood blessing. The pain didn't seem to subside but I was able to go back to sleep.

When I woke up Tuesday morning, the pains were still coming and going. Devin stayed home from work so that I could take it easy. I left a message at my dr.'s office to let them know what was going on and to see what I should do. They said what I thought they would, telling me to drink as much water as possible and to go straight to the er if the pains are coming every 10 minutes. Devin and I started timing them. Some came after 15 minutes, some after 45 minutes, and some after 8 minutes. By 11:00 p.m. I hadn't had any pain for almost 3 hours, so I just went to bed.

When I woke up this morning and started making the kids breakfast, starting the laundry and so on, they started up again. Dangit. So I called Devin, he came home from work, and off to the ER I went.


After some tests and ultrasounds, I was told that all is well! Baby girl is healthy and strong, and I am not dilated whatsoever. This is very good news since I'm only 32 weeks as of tomorrow.

They told me my pain was most likely due to the heat and that I should be drinking a gallon of water per day. Holy cow.


I am so grateful that everything is ok and that God protected my sweet baby. I am grateful that I decided to go to the ER so that I can have peace of mind. I am grateful that my whole hospital visit only cost us $150. We are uninsured so I didn't know what to expect.


Speaking of being uninsured...

We got a letter in the mail today saying our application for AHCCCS was denied. This means that we will be paying for baby #3 out of pocket. I am really wishing right now that I didn't have to have C-sections.

I don't know how we're going to pay to have this baby, but I do know 2 things: 1) She's coming whether or not we have insurance, and 2) Heavenly Father will provide a way. He always has for us and he always will.

The Free Zoo and Whole Wheat Pizza

Devin worked on a tile job until the wee hours of the morning today. Knowing that he needed to sleep and that he couldn't do so if the kids were home (there is no keeping them quiet), I packed up the kids and left the house. I didn't know where to go or what to do, but I somehow ended up at Cabela's. My friend Tatum once coined this store as "The Free Zoo." If you have been there, you know that there are life-sized animals on display throughout the store. They are all dead, but my kids are little and didn't seem to care. Not only is it free to walk around and look at all the animals, but it is air conditioned! How heavenly on a day like today to do something inside.

Sam and Mollie seemed genuinely entertained. We were even able to leave with only 2 minor tragedies occurring; Mollie having a nasty diarrhea diaper and Sam losing his toy car.





For dinner tonight I made the best whole wheat pizza I have ever had. I got the recipe here. I was pretty impressed with myself. Even Sam ate it, and he's not even that big of a pizza fan.

30 Weeks

I have 2 months left in this pregnancy. 2 very hot months left. The countdown is on!

Not only am I thrilled to meet our newest Barry baby, I am thrilled to feel like the old Allison again. I'm excited to have the desire to play with my kids rather than sit them in front of a movie. I'm excited to want to go for walks and move my body! I am excited to stop crying. This pregnancy is an emotional one. It's a bit ridiculous. I know Devin is excited for the crying to end too.

I am still eating healthy, and I don't feel like I'm getting rapidly and uncontrollably huge as I felt with my first 2. I'm definitely in the chubby zone, but not in the obese zone yet. Speaking of obese, I recently watched the show, "Obese and Pregnant." It made me feel a lot better about my weight gain :)

Thanks to our tax return and credit card points I am now the proud owner of a new camera, so I'm more inspired to blog again.


I just love my sweet little kids.