Merry late Christmas and happy new year!

Ok, so I know I keep saying this, but here it is again...Im back! ;-)

So all this time we were planning on hanging around here for Christmas, but at the last minute we decided to tough out the seven hour drive and head up to where our families were congregating. The man's and my parents both live in the same town, so thats nice. Though sometimes its hard to devide your time between the two without hurting anyones feelings!
We were there for 9 days and it was sooo much fun. And we were sooo ready to leave! ;-) Christmas was great. The man broke the cardinal rule and bought me a pair of jeans. Jeans and I haven't really been getting along lately, so I was supprised when they fit and they actually looked good. Soon I won't be able to wear them though, seeing as how I will be getting fat!!

In more recent news we have all been a little sick around here. As soon as we got home we all got really bad allergies and snotty noses ( ew, gross..I know!) plus the kids have pretty bad coughs! So needless to say we have been lazing around not doing much! My house is suffering the consequenses! So today I have to do all the laundry and scrub down the bathrooms and such. I did read today that my friend Kim loves to clean bathrooms..wanna come and do mine!? ;-) She also tagged me for a thingy that I haven't done yet, so that will be coming up soon! Its good to be home and writting again. I know you all have missed me! =-)

And we're back!

Ok, so it has been a while hasn't it? I just needed a little time off to re-charge! So here I am, back in full swing...hopefully. It was nice to hear that I actually had people reading my stuff and liking it enough to miss it! ;-)

So first off I want to say that I love being pregnant. It might not have sounded like it previously, but it really is true. Since I got knocked up I have lost 10 pounds! This is like the best weight loss program in the world! I never lost weight with any other babies. For some reason this time around I am super sick and the stinky smell of food just turns me off! I think I am getting over it now though, so lets all pray that Ashleigh doesn't balloon up over night!

Christmas is in a week and I can't believe it. I still have shopping to do! The kids are super excited and I finally had to make a countdown chain out of paper so they would quit asking me, " is it Christmas today?" No, we still have about 40 days my dear! ;-)

We live in Boise and the weather here is so mild that I am pretty sure we are still in September. It has snowed twice I think and both times it melted right away. Its raining outside right now and I doubt it will turn into snow before we go to bed. We might wake up to a little, but by the afternoon, it will all be gone. It doesn't seem like Christmas without snow. I don't know how people in warm states deal with it! Though I must say, we moved here from Rexburg Idaho and anyone who has ever lived there for a winter will say that I should feel lucky! That place is crazy. You better not go outside with a snotty nose or the minute you breath in it freezes inside your nostrils and your nose immediately falls off to shatter on the ground. And it is so windy that even if your are wearing five shirts and a coat made for the arctic, you still have frostbite on your chest when you get home. So needless to say that even though its sad to have bare ground on Christmas morning, I would rather that than the other!

So you guys, its good to be back. I will try hard to write more often. I do have a lot to talk about and it will be good to hear from you guys again! Till next time!

I must have been in a bad mood..

Do you ever post a blog thinking that its fantastic and then go in the next day to re-read it and discover that it really was a tad little bit off?

I think my last post sounds a little harsh, and whiny and well, a lot like a little baby!

Sorry about that. My usual happy-go-lucky personality must be hiding behind my exhaustion. Though it did feel good to vent a little, so maybe we can all just forget the entire episode!

So today is Friday! I'm excited for the weekend. It will finally be December. Why has November dragged on for sooooo long? Hopefully tomorrow we will go get our Christmas tree and we can finally have a place that looks nice to stash the 50 (ok, so maybe only like 10..but still..it looks like a lot more!) gifts my mother sent down with my sis after thanksgiving. ( wow, that was a long sentence!) They have been piled up in the corner of my front room and my children are going crazy! The Boy thinks they are ALL for him and cannot grasp the concept of possibly having to share them. Little Girl just loves all the pretty wrapping and wants to tear it off and keep it forever. I just want to know what is in the REALLY BIG ONE labeled Ashleigh. Oh yeah, I'm just as bad as my kids I suppose. But I have refrained from picking it up and shaking it to hear what rattles around. Mostly due to its mammoth size, but also because I like surprises!

So tomorrow the tree and I will bring out all of my decorations and it will be beautiful. And my house will be lovely as well. My mommy gave me a bunch of decorative stuff from her house last year, so it will be nice to actually have something to put up. Although I have no shelves or books cases, so its going to be interesting to see where it all ends up. I might suffer from a heart attack by the end of this month from trying to keep my babies away from all my nice, fragile and oh so important to me Christmas decorations that will all be crammed onto the front room coffee table!

So Happy Holidays to everyone. I am requesting addresses from everyone who might want to receive a Christmas card and family letter from the Browns, so feel free to let me know! I am also looking for awesome, terrific and amazing gift ideas for 27 year old men. Of course its not for my husband...ha ha ha..I already know everything to get him because I am a great, all knowing wife, its for someone else I know......yeah that's it, someone else I know who wants to know what to get HER 27 year old husband. You believe me, right?

Third time's a bust..

I love being pregnant. At least I thought I did. Do I remember that far back?

First five years ago, and then three?

I do recall my first pregnancy with my son. I was 19 and skinny and fit and, if I may say so, pretty freakin cute. At least that's what everyone was saying... I loved it and I was hardly sick and I thought, " this is a piece of cake!!"

And then I gave birth... with no drugs.

I think I was in some mountain woman frame of mind where I thought that if my ancestors could do it, by George, so could I!

Boy, did their lives suck!

And baby number two.

I was excited, I was happy, I was not in as great shape as I used to be.

And we had stairs!

So, I spent a lot of time throwing things up to the top of those stairs and finding good excuses as to why The Man needed to go up there. " Oh and could you pick up that stuff that seems to be accumulating around the the last couple of steps? No, I have no idea how it all got there."

I was never really sick, nauseous yes. But in general, it was a pleasant experience.

And now we come to prego Ashleigh round three.

I won't even sugar coat it and say I'm a little behind in my exercise, or that I'm just not 19 anymore. I am fat people, big. I can not go up and down my now hated stair case more than twice in a row without stopping to catch my breath. Its sad, I know..but you have seen those stats I posted over there. I'm not as little as I once was. ( though since I got pregnant I have lost six pounds..)

This pregnancy is killing me!

I have never felt so much like a piece of doggy poo in my entire life. And If I have, it definitely didn't last this long! I can hardly eat anything, the smells alone make me want to run screaming for the sanctuary of the toilet bowl. I have no energy and my husband doesn't remember what I used to look like, pre- all day PJ's and hair from the Adams family.

He does however think its funny to casually suggest that twice as sick might mean twice as many babies in there.

I casually suggested he shove that comment somewhere where it might help him to know what it would feel like to give birth to those two babies.

Anyway, why am I laying this all out for you? Why am I dumping my load. Well, because it feels better to do it, darn it and I want everyone to know that I am not ignoring them or finding new friends who are cooler and more fun. Oh no, I would never.....


I'm just sick out of my mind and the thought of leaving the house and having fun just makes me want to vomit.

It also makes it hard to want to sit in one place staring at a computer screen and trying to come up with something witty and funny enough to entertain you all so you'll want to keep coming back. I JUST CAN'T HANDLE THE PRESSURE!

Plus, my hormones have a mind of their own and I can't be held responsible for what I might say or do! ;-)

So there might be a lag in posting, if you haven't already noticed. Hopefully in about one month( and then six months after that..) this will all just be a remnant of some horrible nightmare, bits and pieces of which I can remember, but most of it blessedly gone from memory. Its Heavenly Fathers sneaky way of tricking us into having more children. ;-)

Keep your heads up and send " feel better and lets hang out" vibes my way and soon Ashleigh will be back to her old self again! Only just a lot fatter.....

The Discovery

Last night in the tub The Boy discovered part of his " manhood" that he didn't know he had. He was actually quite concerned about it, wondering why he had them and why he couldn't just rip them off. ( oh yeah, the thought of that sends pain shooting through my legs...) I very calmly and rationally explained to him that it would be very painful if he tried and that he needed them for later use in life, when he grew up to be a man and got married and wanted to have babies. " but why?" he said so innocently. " If you ever want to have babies, you have to keep them", I said. " And if you have any further questions about this, go see your father."



Its special bonding moments like these that make being a mother totally worth it........... ;-)