A sad blind woman

I just paid a visit to the friendly neighboorhood optomotrist for an eye exam. I finally have a suitable pair of eye glasses, a pair of perscription sunglasses and I thought it was time to try contacts once again.

Mind you, my eyes get very dry and the last time I wore contacts it only lasted 20 minutes until my eyes were so dry that I had to take them out.

Verdict: the best type of contact for my eyes (because of the drying out) unfortunately Doesn't come in my perscription. NOT EVEN CLOSE. They cut off at a +6 (still pretty high, if you know anything about optometry) and I will need a +8, possibly higher. :) Yay!

So we're going to try a step down, which goes up to a +8 (I hope I don't need anything higher). We'll see if I can bear to wear them for more than an hour.

In the meantime I will continue to wear my cokebottle eye glasses and accept the fact that I will probably never look like everyone else, but thats okay. Glasses can be cool..... can be.

Jeremiah

This post is really just to show off some great pictures that were taken at Greg's department party of Jeremiah. I don't even know who took them, but I think he's so cute.

Going Natural

Whenever anyone is pregnant EVERY SINGLE PERSON seems to ask them one question (among many) "Are you having an epidural?" And everyone seems to have an opinion on the matter. I am no different. With both my kids I had completely different experiences. Pictures are worth a thousand words:

That was Jeremiah. I had an epidural, internal monitor, oxygen, episiotomy, I passed out while pushing and therefore Jeremiah was delivered via forcepts. And after he was born, I didn't have enough energy to left my arms enough to hold him, Greg held him first. Grrr.. If I look like a zombie (a chubby zombie) that's because I was, I don't remember a lot of it.

And this is with Leah. No epidural, no episiotomy, no forcepts, no passing out, no oxygyn, but a lot more pain (this is obviously not taken during a serious contraction).

And this is me holding her for the first time (sorry about the low cut hospital gown).

All in All: The first time around I didn't have any pain but I was SOOOOOO uncomfortable. I had all the "uncommon" side-effects from the epidural (severe shakes, drop in blood pressure, LOOPYness) With Leah, I had A LOT of pain, but at least I could deal with that, I could move around, I was in control of all my faculties.

I don't have a moral argument for whether or not to go natural, both my kids were healthy AND alert right after birth, but I would do it again naturally if i had the choice.

(The inspiration for this topic is my friend/cousin who's pregnant, there is a lot of birthing talk going around the female circles of my family these days, so it's on my mind)

Pumpkin spice and everything nice

My camera is sadly abandoned down in Provo at the moment, left from a wonderful baptism celebration for Trevin, but I thought I'd share my thoughts today.

My three year old is having a rough day. I don't know what it is, but he won the priviledge of taking a nap this afternoon. :) So now I am sitting here watching my beautiful little girl eat a pumpkin cookie that we made this afternoon and drink a large cup of milk. She looks like someone put crumbs in a salt shaker and went crazy all over her body, face, hair, etc. But she's lovely.

There is something about all things Pumpkin that seems to make everything fantastic. Having a rough day? Make a pumpkin pie, Abra-Cadabra, magical day. (this only works in the fall and winter, mind you, spring and summer have different magical foods). Anyway, I love fall, and I mean LOVE fall. I feel like it's quickly slipping away from me, what with the frigid temperatures that are gracing the salt lake valley, but I will NOT let fall slip through my fingers too early. It is not yet winter, and until it is, I am going to enjoy every last minute of Fall.