November 2014

November started off with a little scare.

I was down making dinner when I heard Campbell scream upstairs. 

A different than normal kind of scream.

When I go to the top I found him with the cord from the blinds wrapped around his neck,

 gasping for air.

I guess he was looking at the neighbors out the window, when he slipped and fell off the ottoman. 

I am so thankful he screamed and I heard him. 

Scariest moment of my life, hands down. 

Then we got the shock of a lifetime. 

On the 10th some of my family was planning to come over for dinner. 

I was planning on having a margarita. 

That was until I had a little gut feeling to take a pregnancy test. 

No reason really. No symptoms or anything… just that still small voice. 

This was very annoying to me. 

I know I can’t get pregnant with out a little assistance. 

But I couldn’t shake it, and I just happened to have a test, so I took it. 

Negative. 

Well, maybe not. I took another glance, and what do ya know, a super faint positive. 

Positive.

POSITIVE!?

It was then that I saw myself in the mirror. 

The tears and shaking began. 

As I stood there, looking like a hot mess, in complete disbelief, I was quickly reminded of a few sweet little prayers Campbell had been saying. 

He had been saying he wants a baby sister for a while. 

A couple months ago I explained to him that my tummy is a little broken so we need a doctors help to have more babies, just like they helped us get him and his bother here. 

I told him we could pray and ask for my tummy to be all better.

So he did. 

He prayed for mommys tummy to be better and he prayed that we could have another baby in our house. 

It was sweet, but really, we have been praying this for about 9 years now. Its a matter of going through the motions for me at this point. 

Gut check. Prayers answered. 

What’s that they say about the faith of a child? :)

I still couldn’t believe that this happened for us. A true miracle. 

We kept the news a secret until I was able to go to the doctor and verify that everything was good and progressing just right. 

When we got to my moms for Thanksgiving I figured that would be a good time to break the news. 

We set the timer and just before the camera was about to take the pictures I said “say, Ivory is pregnant”

(Why did I make that face?!?)

Mom: Ivory’s pregnant!

Cole: wait, really?

"wahoo!"

We are due July 15th and should now the gender soon. 

I have had pretty much every pregnancy symptom this time around except vomiting. 

Much different than with the boys.

Based on that, my guess would be that this one will be a little lady, but then I had a dream about having a boy so now Im all confused. 

Campbell is so excited and tells us he will protect the baby and be nice all the time. 

Emerson thinks he is the one with a baby in his belly. 

November ended Campbell’s second soccer season.

Don’t tell Emerson, but he was not actually on the team.

You will crush his soul.

This season was a struggle. Lots of bribes and lots of tears. 

Until the last game of course.

5 of the 8 of us made it to Parowan for Thanksgiving to see my mom. 

It was a good time as always. 

That is until my mom broke her arm while we were playing capture the flag. 

She’s a tough lady (and a much better caretaker than a patient). 

The next day Emerson split his eye open for the first time. 

He’s got a nice little scar that the ladies will love someday.

Extra November goodies...

 “Emer, yets hugs!"