I'm A Blog Slacker

I know...I know...I haven't posted a blog for about a good ten years now. I would like to say that I have been just too busy being a mom, but really Claire goes to bed at 8 or 9 and she goes to bed so very easy. Not even a fight. So basically I don't even really have an excuse for not posting. I could have said we've just been too busy moving, but we've been moved in for about 3 weeks now and our computer was one of the first things we set up. One of the reasons I haven't posted is because I can't post any of the pictures I want because of various reasons that would be too hard to explain and too boring to read so I will spare you the boring details. So, I decided that I would write a blog about the events in our lives that don't require a picture. And one of those events be very glad that there is no picture. One event is that I went back to work on August 18. :( It was pretty hard. I cried the night before. It was only one glistening tear that fell down my cheek because I found out that if I cry around Claire she looks at me and thinks to herself, "Man, my mom is a basket case." Monday morning came around and I donned my scrubs and headed out the door with my nifty name tag and my stellar stethoscope to go play with Dopplers, speculums, urine, and pregnancy wheels. Doesn't that just sound like fun. I took a picture to work of her to display on my desk for all admirers that stroll past. I found that looking at her picture just made me miss her more. Things are working out pretty well though. Dallin probably gets less sleep than I do. He watches her during the day and then I watch her at night while he goes to work. I basically don't see Dallin until the weekends. I'm starting to forget what he looks like.

Another event is that Claire rolled over yesterday. She did happen to roll over once on like the 28th or 29th of August but I'm not counting that because A. I think she did it on accident and B. Nobody saw it. Yesterday though she did it several times from back to front and front to back. She is getting so big. It is a little sad but oh so exciting to see her change. A couple Sundays ago it was our first Sunday in our new ward. I was sitting in Sunday school holding Claire and I don't know where Dallin was...sluffing or something and Claire was all fidgety and grunting a lot. Now, I know all you experienced moms out there probably already know what her problem is and what is in store for me. Little did I know...all of a sudden I hear her fart and feel it because my hands are underneath her bum. I think to myself, "Oh no" because I know that lately her poops have been really explosive. Either that or her diapers suck...probably the latter. So, I'm afraid to lift her up to see if her onesie has turned brown because one time I did that and it literally dripped all over me and I didn't want that to happen and to have people in my new ward see so I just sat there a moment contemplating on what to do. I moved my hands a little bit and I felt goo. I think to myself, "Oh crap!" Quite literally. I just got up really quick and ran outside to the grass. There was poop EVERYWHERE! It was all over Claire, all over my dress, all over my hands, all over the burp rag...EVERYWHERE! So I proceeded to change her on the lawn which I accomplished with a whole package of baby wipes and two diapers. Then I used another package to clean my dress off. I had to go back into the church with a poopy dress to find Dallin because he had the d*mn keys. I found him and we went straight home. The positive thing is it got me out of church early :) Just kidding mom...sort of.

Anyways this blog is getting way too long and because there are no pictures I'm afraid that people will see how long it is and not read it. So if you have read this far Congratulations! I know you are a true friend.