Mr & Mrs Smith

Christmas is an exciting time for new things, new gifts & treats. It's fun to think about giving gifts to our children or receiving some ourselves. I know some people love this opportunity, but I'm not in love with the gifts per say. I do love the idea of giving of course, and seeing our children get excited over something new. But it gives me anxiety to give, wanting to give something that is valued. I have the same issue with receiving, I want it to be worth that person's cost. Mr Smith may tell you I still love receiving packages. I mean even if you bought it, who doesn't love getting them, but sometimes it can become too much. Perhaps I just don't have the gift of gift giving. My kids still don't know what to ask for & are only starting to show interest in particular things. I have a hard time at this age too because gratitude doesn't always come naturally & I despise nothing more than not appreciating a gift. I may sound like a hypocrit...

Hello Family & Friends! As this year comes to a close, I wanted to reach out to you & let you know how grateful I am for your support & love over the years. And although Mr Smith may never say those words aloud, I know he appreciates you too =) If anything, it's those who keep me grounded & sane that he couldn't thank more. 2017 has been a  special  year of waiting & changing. We're very grateful for our many blessings. I appreciate the inspiration a friend gave me to put this pdf together to reflect on the blessings from this year (& moments of growth). We are still adjusting to Boise, but Eric is enjoying his new work atmosphere and has received strong confirmation that Boise is home. I'm sure my confirmation will come in time, ha! I am only working around 10 hours a week remotely now. Baby is doing well. As far as nausea goes, this has been my best pregnancy.  Lexi & Dallin have grown so much & it's a cherished gift to...

It was definitely a great visit when we got to see this wiggly little baby & find out Lexi is going to have a SISTER! Mr Smith was wishing for a boy mostly because Lexi & I were really hoping for a GIRL! I'm so excited to go back through all the little girl things again; I was not ready to go back through little boy stuff so quickly. Dallin will do well to be smooshed between all this estrogen. They also confirmed that I was measuring 2 weeks behind when based off the last period date, but since I told them I'm not average & that I KNEW I was two weeks later, then all is well. April 22 is the due date for this bundle of joy! In all honestly, April is a really great month to have a baby even if the girls hate sharing it later on. And our deductible resets April 1st so I'm glad it's after that! Outside of some mental exhaustion, indigestion, weight gain in the booty (I'm already 15lbs heavier, yikes!), gas, some acne & typical aches & pains, a...

Mom will always want a good pre-trick or treating photoshoot. It's a circus at this age, but at least Dallin was willing to play his part for a short time. I love the costumes that live on. Gammi made Lexi a Mouna outfit this year. We forgot the necklace in the shoot, but we somehow managed all other moving parts. She has the best real smile, but it's impossible to get it at the same time as Dallin. So see the below individual shots thanks to Dad's participation.  Lexi was beyond excited and on the way home said this was the "best day ever". However, we were a little disappointed she would forget to say trick or treat and follow up it up with thank you. We told her we wouldn't go to anymore houses if she couldn't remember. I think the big bowl of candy just took over her mind. Dallin did better than expected and was pretty territorial over his bag most of the time. He wouldn't speak (public speaking makes him nervous), but he walked up there once ...

I guess it's still fall, but it feels like the freakin winter. The one where your bones freeze. And it hasn't even snowed yet. But I love Idaho! Everyone says this, so I even accepted it and made the sign that says Idaho is home. It's "resting" in my home in Idaho (because we haven't hung a single thing on the walls). I've accepted this. I'm embracing it. Because Mr Smith tells me NOW that he got a very clear answer that "this is home". I guess I just need to work on being inspired in the same way. Or maybe it'll come to me differently. We are different people after all. But I'm also still the biggest skeptic in life sometimes. I just feel like I can't be immune from anything. Maybe that's humility, I'm not sure. But it would be nice to find a place that feels like home #lifegoals I haven't had much photo inspiration as of late. There was a beautiful three week period of orange and yellow leaves that I complet...

I have the worst memory, otherwise you'd think I'd know my baby stuff by now. I know to ask more questions than just assume stranger doc knows best, but two kids and no Mr Smith easily has me flustered. It was supposed to be a quick first apt. Just tell me there is a heartbeat. It's the best part, right? Well, I didn't expect to have to deal with a cervix / internal uterus check with two kids today. It completely flustered me more as she walked out of the room matter of factly. Why didn't I just say no, I don't think that's necessary? Because I didn't want to tick a doctor off today? She already ticked me off when she wouldn't believe me when I said I was 12 weeks pregnant, not 14 weeks. I tried explaining that my periods were 40 days apart and I actually tracked this one, "we'll see" at the 20 week apt, but what I should have said was "you mean 18 weeks?". I'm ready to switch offices, at least physicians. The other d...

Another pumpkin joining this crazy patch in 6 months! Another April baby! (and I hope it's another girl too; only Dad wants the boy). I feel a little overwhelmed already, but it's always exciting to picture snuggling a baby. I just pray this one is either chill or at least likes sleep!  I feel like this has been my best 1st trimester. Although I've felt nauseous & exhausted, the straight nausea only lasted a few weeks and then I'd just get highs & lows. I only threw up some cheese grits. And I think Mr Smith has cleaned more pots these last few weeks than the last 6 years combined... Now, the nausea is basically gone. I just have some food aversions to the smell of peanut butter & Little Caesars pizza. I haven't done much these last 6 weeks outside of move (we found out we were pregnant the weekend before). Hopefully we'll start to get out a little more now! We started enjoying some October festivities at Farmfest, a nearby pumpkin patc...

Just for the record Dallin hadn't slept well since he was sleeping well in my 18 month post. I jinxed us. Last night was the first time since then that I slept from 10-730 and it felt like heaven. We stayed with Dallin in nursery today because we can't trust him with other kids. He doesn't tolerate anyone being annoying or taking something from him. He still grabs at us when he wants something and only recently started to be "soft" and "show love" to say he is sorry, but only to us. I do not know why he pinch grabs! It's annoying though, especially when it's the cheeks of his sister or other kids. We just wish he would use his words, but I'm guessing it has something to do with his slow communication. It's getting better. We've added a few more words, but still pretty slow going and not often or on cue. "Bye Bye" and "baby"  And since he started teething (hence the restless nights, runny diapers, nightly...

Note: I've only take 5 minutes of photos with my camera since the move. I've become really terrible & it's sad because they have so many cute moments that go uncaptured. Only a few words: Mama! (the most popular), Dada, Banana "nana", No "Ugh Ugh", Yes "Uh Huh", Thank you "ank who", Here you go "heh ho", More "mah mah!", Dog's bark "who who", "Uh Oh!" But he understands a ton. I can ask where his shorts or shoes are and he will go get them. Or ask him if he pooped and he will point to his diaper and then go grab diapers or wipes and lay down. I'll say, go ask dad, and he will. I'll say put this in the trash, do you want a treat or where is sister, and he knows. I'll tell him if he is ready to eat, to go get in his chair, and he will go and climb up in it.  He will give me a high five, but refuses to wave hello or goodbye. You'd think those are the easy word...