Sometimes...............

Sometimes, its really hard

being a mom of a lot of kids, today was one of those days, Makenna bawled and bawled after waking up from her to late of nap, we were trying to play games with the kids and she made it impossible, the older kids were being loud and I was trying to hold the baby and nurse him at the same time. Someone was getting hurt at some point and bawling, tattling on someone, someone getting yelled at!!! I just wanted to run away.

But, I didn't, and as I watch my children tonight playing a silly game together, guiding the little ones, my heart is soothed and I once again feel that I can do another day, that Makenna's constant kisses to Caden wont send me through the roof!!

Life is good!!

Introducing................

Caden Allan Taylor, Born December 9Th at 9:23 a.m. weighing in at 7 pounds 12 ounces and 20 inches long. Little Caden has stolen all of our hearts. He has brought so much love into our home, and we thank Heavenly father for yet another, sweet spirit to come into our home, we hope and pray that we can make heavenly father proud, that he sent this sweetheart to us. He is like holding a little piece of heaven!! Nobody is immune to him, everyone wants to be near him, kissing him or holding and kissing!!

We love you our sweet boy!!!

So Im.........

Kinda freakin out. Its really, really, really close. I know, I know, # 8 and your really going to freak, but ya, ya I am!!
Don't ya know it really really hurts, the baby part no not that part, just the birth part, it really hurts. So ya about this time, every time I kinda freak out! I keep thinking OK so what if this is the time that I cant handle it and cave in and get a epidural, what if my kids see me loose it, what if my kids loose it. Not to mention, I'm just kinda feeling crazy thinking this is it I'm done, last baby!!
What is wrong with me, I kinda just feel like screaming!!!

He really does have a heart of gold!!

So picture this. wait, wait, wait. Don't picture this at all.
So its the end of a long day, my back and hips are killing me at this point. I'm getting ready to get into the bath, I'm standing in front of the mirror, yep now you can only imagine the things I'm thinking. Colton, my 4 year old walks into the bathroom, he looks at me and he says, oh mommy look, look mommy at my sweet baby Caden, oh mommy it is getting close huh, cause I can tell he is getting big. Oh mommy, I just love my baby Caden!!
So yep, I was put in my place by my sweet little 4 year old, made to really think about and ponder what is really important, so kudos to you my sweet son, and thank you!!

Check em out.....

My Awesome friend Jenn with finnegan photography, took all these amazing pictures, these are a few of my favorites. But honestly I love them all and it is really hard to say if these are truly my favorites, but I love them!! So a BIG thank you to Jenn, check her out Here

LOOK.......

Jake's first hunt, he was so stinkin excited, actually truth be told I had 2 boys that were very excited, I think Randy put life on hold for 10 days!! They didn't even see anything until the regular hunt was over! But the day after they saw alot of bucks, they came home so excited to just see them even though they didn't get any good shots, they were just happy to see some!!

They actually

didn't get a good shot until Sunday, the last day of the hunt, they said they stopped to umm, go to the bathroom.....Jake finished first, said dad, dad, I see something, Randy says ummm, OK son just a minute. Randy turned to look just as the deer picked his head up, and they both were like, wow!!

Jake got into position, got a perfect shot the first shot, clean through the neck, shot a couple more times, but the first shot is what brought him down!!

Needless to say they were a couple of very happy boys, Sunday night!!

Randy took that deer around Monday, and showed it to so many guys, so funny to me. To watch my sweet hubby go into the bank and come back out with all these ties, all come to check out the kill.

The inspector said it was one of the biggest he had seen through the whole hunt, which of course made his head all the bigger.

But we are very proud, he was a 4 point, 27 inch spread!!

The butcher said he only had one bigger.

Happy boys for another year!!

News...........

So, well I guess I've got some!! Here is my official anoucment, ya I know what your thinking, well your probably thinking a couple of things at this point, and umm can I blame you...uh NO!!
Yep, its number 8, am I crazy, uh if you didnt know that well then I guess you dont know me very well!!
Was it planned, umm am I that crazy, NO!!
I know, I waited a long time to tell ya, but really was I ready to face everything, all the comments, the ridicule, the dont you know what causes that, the dont you have a T.V.!! Whatever, I am


ready do your worst!! LOL
so you probably noticed, we are getting a sweet little boy. Yep this evens us up, 4 boys 4 girls, and yes everyone is very excited!!


So yep heres the news Im prego, due December 19th with a sweet little boy!!

Graduation

My sweet baby girl, Michale has graduated. Its crazy, madness I tell you. I just can hardly believe how fast it flew by. It seems that just a few years ago she was just born, or taking her first steps, or crying over a scraped knee, and know, just look at her, in the blink of an eye she grew up. Just look at her, I just cant get over it, she has just turned into this amazing young woman, and she is leaving and going away to college, thank goodness not to far away. Just SUU, but none the less away. I am very excited and very proud of her, she is truly an amazing young woman!!

Finally

So after over three long years, my sweet boy has been given freedom to eat what he wants again, or in other words, no more braces!!! Whoo hooo!!! He was so excited he could not wait. Well it was definitely worth it!! His teeth look so so good!

Jake's main food groups have been star burst, skittles, mambas, popcorn, nuts, a Carmel apple, and who knows what else! Super fun Congrats my sweet boy, your teeth look great, Dr. Simister is awesome!!

Why??

Why, that is my question, I search for an answer and cant seem to find one. Oh, everyone has an opinion, but I don't want an opinion, I want an answer!!!
Why when someone has so much, do they always want more, why can we not be satisfied with what we have? Why, when someone has hungered for a baby for years, and you know they would be amazing parents, why, why can they just not have that sweet little baby, or why when they finally do there are problems? Why, the woman that can get pregnant, but never carry it to term?? Why one baby and not a second??? Why send them to the home that they are going to be hurt in or abused or used? Or worse thrown away?? Why, Why? Help me understand, I know, I know, and frankly I don't want to hear, "whats meant to be" Honestly Hate that!! I know I could go much deeper, and really delve into the whys but honestly this is what I want to know right now!! Why, Why?? So my next question What happens to that little baby that you miscarried? Does it go to heaven having recieved all the bady it needed to? Does it go back and have to wait for another chance? Do we forget them, and move on do we just move on???

So proud!!!

My sweet baby girl is just months away from graduating high school and heading to college. That's how it feels anyway, I know realistically more like almost a year, but it feels like it is coming so fast. Sometimes I just want to slow time to a halt, and others well....you know, anyway i am so excited for her, she just had her senior s.e.o.p. meeting with her counselor, ( couldn't go since I still cant walk) her dad met her there and I am so sad I missed it, she called me so excited, she was told that as long as she scores well on her a.c.t. test she can go to any college that she wants!!! She is so so so excited, and seeing and feeling her excitement, well you just cant help but be excited for her. I kinda thought she would just go to, S.U.U. but I don't think so now. I think she wants to try to get in some where that not just anyone can go to. So I have a feeling that we are going to be touring some colleges pretty darn quick!! Great job sweet girl, you have worked hard to earn this!!

On a side note, I went to the doctor on Wednesday (I was getting pretty nervous cause I still couldn't walk) and found out that I have torn my hip flexer muscle, that muscle is responsible for taking most of the pressure of your leg, for moving your leg forward and lots of other stuff any way it makes sense, it sucks but makes sense, so he said it should start getting better by this weekend that it was probably peeking out at that point and I should be back to running in a few weeks!! Crazy stuff!!
I have to tell you though that I have the most amazing, wonderful, patient, kind, loving, husband ever, he has taken such good care of me not complaining at all, and I tell you I have been up stairs almost the whole time, he has helped me out of bed to the bathroom, whatever I need, taking care of the kids, picking up, dropping off, he has just been wonderful!! I am so stinkin lucky!!! Love you sweetheart!!

End result!!!

I was so excited about this marathon, it really meant a lot to me, having lost the weight once getting pregnant, and having to loose a lot of it again. Having done it once I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it again. I lost the weight, I ran and ran, then during the summer we decided to get a family membership at the Washington rec. center. I thought wow maybe I can get Michale to start working out and help her loose some before school starts. So as in perfect Jennifer style, I plowed right in, running any where from 4-10 miles every morning then going to the gym in the evening with Michale doing classes any where from 1-3 hours. Well, obviously it was just to much and something had to give, and it was my right hip, it started with just feeling like something deep in my hip just needed to pop or stretch, something, but did I stop or slow down, hmmm Jennifer, NOPE!! (idiot) So of course it got worse, and then I had to slow down, if not stop a lot of things, I tried sports massages, chiropractor, nothing seemed to help, I kept trying to figure out what in the heck I had done, so I got on trusty old google and put in my symptoms and wala, there it was made perfect sense, and hmmmmm what did it boil down to OVER USE!!! (duh no brainer there) But it is the muscle that is in charge of your leg to move it forward, to just lift your leg, or kick.

So this is the end of July that I finally get it figured out, so I really back off and go to just running, and I sllllllllllooooooowwwwwwwwweeeeeddddddddddd way down, so slow I kept thinking people could walk faster then I was running! But it did get better, and I slowly got faster, and faster, I kept my weekly runs down to save my body for the long Saturday runs, it was feeling better I could still feel it, it definitely was going away, and the worst part was that I could feel the beginnings in my left hip. So After my last long run of 20 miles 2 weeks before the marathon, I decided that I wasn't going to run at all except 10 on Saturday that I would just spin, so that's what I did.

Saturday brought a beautiful morning, (even if it was 3:30) I was so excited, it is going to be a great run, I really wanted to beat my time of 4:29 and I really felt like I could my goal was between 4 to 4:15. It started amazing I was actually in front of the 4 knowing they would pass me but that's OK, I was cruisin and I felt great, yep the 4 passed me but I was OK with that. We got to the down hill and I could really pick it up, I was flyin and it felt great......................around mile 18 I could really start to feel my hip rearing its ugly head, but I paid it no attention and kept going, at mile 19 I stopped for muscle rub, by my 20 I stopped to stretch and walk or hobble, got barely running again, and by this time down hills are killing me and I'm thinking this feels like labor!! By mile 21 I stopped for more rub, and just thought to myself you cant quit now, your not a quitter Jennifer, by this time I see my second poster that my amazing friends made for me, cute little butterflies and all and I knew they were going to be there waiting for me and I knew I could make it that far. So I pushed on, as I got into town and all of the wonderful support out there, people yelling you can do it, you can do it, in some ways maddening just be quiet and let me run, but then I thought about it, and thought this is life, they want me to succeed, they want me to make it, it was hurting like full blown push the baby out no drugs, baby crowning!! But, I kept going stopped for more rub at 23 and 24, and just as I came off diagonal there they were, I smiled and bawled at the same time knowing if I stopped and I wouldn't be able to start again, Renee took pictures, I could hear Chris and the kids yelling for me, and there was Jen by my side telling me I could do it, it meant so much to me that they were there, that I had them to look forward to, (oh by the way the 4:15 and the 4:30 had passed me) Friends are an amazing thing, I am so thankful for all they did for me!! Jen ran with me to tabernacle, I only had a mile left, as I came down for the final stretch there was another amazing friend, that I have been best friends with sense we were 3, Connie and my 2 girls Michale and Merissa and of course I'm bawling again the girls ran me in Michale running in front telling me I could do it, and Merissa constant by my side. Ending time 4:48. The most disappointing thing is I felt GREAT, I could have done had my hip been acting right! But it didn't and when I stopped I limped, and the girls came in and I leaned on them, Randy came and carried me out of the park, any pressure on my leg sends shooting pains, it crazy, should I have stopped, I don't know. As I lay here in bed, not even wanting to drink anything because that means I will have to get up and go pee, and I even need help to go the few steps to the bathroom!! Randy got me upstairs yesterday and here I have stayed, just the thought of trying to go down stairs makes me want to vomit, even just moving my leg hurts. So the thrill of finishing is bitter sweet, yes I'm glad I finished I am a fighter and I always will be, but man I am hurting!!