Awesome friends!!!

I have to say, I have the coolest friends! I feel so blessed. I feel so SPOILED! The girls in my ward have totally jumped in to help me with packing and getting ready for the move. They even sent a sign up sheet out in an e-mail and around in church to have people come help with packing, meals and babysitting. Both of my visiting teachers, who should not be doing much came to help. One recently had surgery and the other one is also pregnant. Ladies I don't hardly know (I just see them each week at Church) have come to help. WOW!!! What a great act of service! Not only that but the men, yes, the men from our ward have also gotten together and planned to help us move our stuff from this house to the other house. It actually isn't unusual for the men from church (no matter what ward you live in form Arizona all the way to Georgia) to help with a move. But, I couldn't believe we didn't even have to ask. They heard we were moving and asked when and said they would get help together. Isn't that AWESOME! I am so relieved. This has taken a lot of stress off the move. We have so much packing left to do but have also gotten allot done. I AM THRILLED!!!! And so VERY BLESSED!!!! AND to top it all off, they are throwing me a baby shower on Tuesday. How cool is that!?!

We found a house.

We are moving 4th of July weekend. Ugh! I am not excited. I have no Idea how we are going to do this. But, we are. I don't care if it puts me into labor early, I just don't want to go into labor too early and have something happen to the baby. I am really nervous about that. We are going with the house that is still in our ward. YAY! Call me spoiled, but I couldn't live in the other house that Tim wanted. There was just too much that was icky too me. The biggest thing was the kitchen and it was really small and icky. The kitchen in the new house is small too. But I can deal with it. At least it is clean. It is a 4 bedroom 3 bath (the 5th bedroom is the retreat off of the master bed room). That is a good amount of space for us. I've been spoiled in this house. It is so nice and spacious, I love that part. But, that is also the problem. It is too big for me. I am going nuts having to go up and down the stairs ALL DAY LONG!!! We will still have stairs but no basement. So one less set of stairs. So anyway, here are some pictures of the house we are getting....

Kitchen


Kitchen looking into "formal dining"/play room. No, it is not that color anymore. It is painted cream.

"Breakfast nook" I call it the dining room since the formal dining room I am using as a play room.

Family room

Retreat/Baby room (Scrapbook room) off Master

Master. looking into master bath

Girls room

Girls room again

Office/Guest room on Main floor -Tylers room up stairs looks about the same.

Back Yard

Cul-de-sac, I just found out that the house directlly across the street from us is the Strouds house in our ward. They have a boy Tylers age. YAY! He will be so excited!

What's new?!?!

Well, two things since my last post....My dad and we are moving AGAIN! Ugh!

My dad has gone in for 7 surgeries in 2 weeks on his leg. 3 of them were simple, flushing of the leg but he still had to be put under for it. His last surgery (on Thursday) was to do a "flap". It is like a skin graft but they take muscle with it. They have to do that because the opening in his leg (where the bone was sticking out)they can't close it. So they have to do a "flap". They had to stop surgery and put him in ICU because his heart was showing signs of stress. WELL YEA! What can you expect?!? You are taking a 72 year old man in for Surgery every other day. They need to slow down and give his body time to recover. After he has the "flap" surgery, he will be given two weeks to recover and then they will have to do one last surgery to do a skin graft. We are praying he makes it through these last two surgeries. It has been a little scary and all of this over a dang broken leg!

NEXT! We are moving. Yes, moving. We have been in this house a year as of August 1st. I don't want to move, but the owners of our house want us to buy the house or sign another year lease. We can't buy it. And we were thinking of moving to a smaller house w/smaller payment in January. But we weren't going to do that for sure. We just started thinking about it. We don't want to sign another lease here. But I don't want to move yet. So, it REALLY STINKS!!! Did I mention, I don't want to move yet? I wanted more time but they are totally unwilling to work with us. WHATEVER!!! So now we have to find a house and move in the next couple weeks before I have this baby. I'm so mad. I DON'T WANT TO MOVE!!! But, we really need a smaller house and a smaller payment. We found a house in our ward (AWESOME) but it is a little more of a drive for Tim to work (stinks) This house is my favorite out of all the ones I have looked at. We found another house that I don't like as much but it is closer to Tim's work, close to all the shopping in a GREAT area and a little bit cheaper and it is in our old ward that we lived in for two months. I really liked that ward and didn't want to move out of it when we did. Now, I have made friends here in this ward and don't want to leave it. I don't like that house but Tim REALLY likes it! AHHHH!!!! I'm going CRAZY!!!!! We need to decide FAST and I hate that! Why can't the house I like, be the one close to all the shopping and Tim's work and have the smaller payment and be in our current ward???? That would just be too perfect!!!

June 5th - Another eventful day!

Well our trip to AZ has come to an end. I leave back to GA tomorrow. But I couldn't leave without another BIG eventful day! (Not by choice)

As most of you know, my parents live on a citrus farm and my dad works it himself. He is 72 years old (Next week) and retired and so that is his full-time hobby. He gets up early and goes to work on whatever needs to be done around the farm. He LOVES it!!! Well, at about 10:30 this morning, my sister was in the shower and my mom was still in her room (I think in the shower too) I was the only one to answer the phone. My dad called and asked me to come get him on the other side of the citrus orchard. He said "I fell out of a tree and I think I broke my leg." My dad does not call anybody for help. He will come in bleeding and hobbling before he will call. So I knew it was bad when he asked me to come get him and when he said "I think I broke my leg". I am so grateful he has a cell phone and that he keeps it on him. If he kept it in the truck or something he wouldn't have been able to call. So I asked my niece to run and tell my sister what happened so she could watch my kids when she got out of the shower and then asked my 16 year old niece and 13 year old nephew to come with me because I knew I would need help with my dad. And we ran out the door. As I was looking for my dad, I saw my 17 year old nephew who was looking for grandpa for some other reason (a major blessing) so I told him to follow me and then a minuet later I saw my other 20 year old nephew who is married and has a job but luckily wasn't at work today and so he was over mowing his dad's lawn (another big blessing!) He saw me and I waved at him to come over. I know the lord put them there right when I needed them. Being 8 months pregnant and knew I couldn't lift my dad up myself. And I wasn't sure if my niece and nephew that I brought with me would be enough help. We found grandpa (my dad) he was laying on his tummy, on top of a ladder that was on the ground. OUCH! He was up in a palm tree trimming the limbs and a friend of his called him asking if he could get some citrus from my dad. So he was getting out of the tree and as he put his foot on the ladder, the ladder fell. So he was hanging there and he thought he could just scale down the tree but little limbs on the tree gave way and he just fell right to the ground instead. He says he landed standing but then when his leg broke he fell. So anyway, my strong nephews lifted him up off the ground and got him into the car. Then my brother pulled up. He looked at my dad's leg and told me to get him right to the ER! He had a compound fracture. A bone was sticking out of his leg. So I took him to the ER. I stayed with him until my mom showed up. She came right after they did x-rays and I took off. One of my brothers came and my other brother was on his way so the ER room was getting too crowded. So I left. I needed to get back home anyway. But after the x-rays, they said he broke both bones in his leg and broke his ankle. They had to do surgery today and put medal rods through his heel and leg above the break and attached a big metal plate. He has to stay in the hospital til' at least Monday maybe longer, I'm so bummed we are leaving tomorrow. But at the same time I am so glad I was here to help and so glad that this happened at the end of our trip so we could spend as much time as possible with him. The kids and I went down tonight after his surgery to say good-bye. He has to have another surgery in 2 or 3 weeks to actually fix the break (I guess to cast it?) because they couldn't fix it today. I guess it was so badly broken. He will be in a wheel chair for a long time! Which wont go over well with my dad. He can't sit still for very long. And they say his ankle will never be the same. I am so glad my parents have an elevator in the house so he doesn't have to sleep on the couch. He can go upstairs to bed. Anyway, It was a very eventful day!

Up date: June 8th- My mom called today, my dad is still in the hospital and she said they are moving him to Scottsdale Memorial Trauma Center. I guess they feel like the break is so bad they need a Trauma Specialist to work on it. WOW! Totally crazy! I feel so bad for my dad.

Here are some pictures....
On Saturday (a week before) Riding in Grandpa's truck. Going to feed the cows...


Helping grandpa feed the cows.

Kenna thinks the cows stink...



WARNING!If you have a week stomoch, DO NOT look at this next picture....



Friday at the ER (bone sticking out of his leg)...


Visiting grandpa after surgery...

Good-bye hugs for Grandpa...



Some of the cousins that came to visit grandpa that night...