Friday, April 27, 2012


I found out I was PG about a week before Christmas.  I planned to surprise Chris on Christmas morning with the news.  I dodged every possibility of him finding out all week, and amazingly he was surprised!  This is actually one of the only situations where I announced on my own terms.

I "kept it a secret" for a pretty dang long time I thought.  Much longer then with Cam.  At least I thought I did.  When I was almost 12 weeks, the sibs went to dinner at The Olive Garden in SLC, which is where I told Gug when I was expecting Cam.  We figured we'd do the same thing again. We told her!  She didn't act that surprised.  Then with a very guilty expression she explained that soon after Christmas, she had gotten on on HER computer and it pulled up MY account and MY new due date.  Outed.

2. Fertility Charting
Later that night we met up with my parents at their hotel room and told them.  AGAIN, my mom said she had looked in some folder in my master bathroom.  She didn't know what it all meant, but she thought that I was probably prego.  SERIOUSLY?  My mother, in my master bathroom, looking through things?  Fertility charts?  Positive pregnancy tests?  Wow. Outed.

3. Kelsey
Chris and I had told Kelsey while it was just us 3 at my parents house a few weeks before my 12 week surprise (but not really) announcement.  But I hadn't told any extended family.  The Monday before my cousins left for the MTC we had an Adams' family party.  Everyone was sitting in a circle, eating cake and ice cream when Kelsey said, "Mar, have you told everyone about . . . . "  No I hadn't yet.  Thank you for bringing it up.  Outed.

4. Georgie
I told my friend Joni at her house one day, but failed to mention that it was not yet public knowledge.  Apparently, "we haven't really told anyone" doesn't mean don't tell anyone.  Anyway, she told her famberly and her Dad came in to the dental office in the next week or so.  The dental office peeps didn't know yet, but George mentioned it and then they knew! Outed.

5.  My Belly
For the past 3 or 4 weeks I have been outed by my growing belly.  The warmer weather, tighter clothes and the growing uterus combined made for a pretty obvious POP.  I started getting the double takes and squinty eyed looks at church and in class a few weeks ago.  So if you've seen me, you know.  Anyway, at this point the news it out!

22 weeks tomorrow, little girl, starting to feel her move.  A lot.  Thankfully. Due Sept. 1st.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

A First

The Moody's went on their first EVER camping trip, all lone. 
"Together, but alone" (Meredith)

We stayed pretty close, the campsite was just up in Huntsville.

It wasn't very campy, because there was a house on either side of us and the next "site" was like 6 feet away, but we were the only ones there so it was still fun.  It was a good experience to see how we did, what we really needed and what we forgot! 

It was mostly cold in the morning, because a lot of the heat from the fire went towards cooking breakfast.

Cam fell asleep in the tent about 8:30pm, so Chris and I played Phase 10 around him.  It was not super comfortable, but it was super fun. 

I did NOT sleep well at all.  My lower back ached from the first of many times that I woke up.  It was pretty awful.  Maybe foam pads aren't going to do it for me anymore.

Have to document that I WAS there.

The camera died pretty early on, so picture scenery is limited.  The next step is to take some friends camping for company, because it got a little boring now and again.  Who's in?

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Nightmare on Main Street

I have been eating more Paleo.  Or at least thinking more Paleo.  I got a great cookbook called EveryDay Paleo.  A lot of the recipes call for ground beef and pork sausage.  A few weeks ago we bought half a cow (300lbs) and half a pork (80lbs).  We fit as much as we could in our fridge freezer, then bought a little deep freezer to store the rest.  We put the deep freezer on our bedroom patio (the one most of you didn't know existed), because it has an outlet and we never go out there.

Yesterday afternoon about 2:15pm my worst nightmare occurred.  I needed some more pork sausage, because I was going to make some yummy Crockpot BASEBALL sized meatballs for Sunday lunch.  I open the patio door, (smell something funny), walk out to the freezer, and see it.  Blood.  A lot of blood, covering almost half the patio.  Open the freezer.  It's not freezing, it is only cold.  Everything has melted down.  Have I mentioned blood everywhere?  (Chris later explained to me that it isn't exactly 100% blood, some blood stuff, some water, etc)  It was a MIRACLE/BLESSING that Erica and Jared were over, because Chris had just gone to work.  So, Jared stepped up and stepped in.  Erica came out to see for a second, but the smell made her sick.  I went to call Chris and it took me like 60 seconds to push the right button I couldn't even think straight.  $1000 down the drain, because the freezer wasn't working?!?!?  Called Chris, told him, hung up.  Talked with Jared about what to do.  He and I put it all in bags (blood everywhere) and filled up our cooler and laundry basket with the meat.  Drove it to his parents house and loaded it in their deep freezer.  Thank you Wards!  Got a hose, came home, hooked up the hose, I found an additional hose in the clubhouse.  I warned my downstairs neighbor that I was "rinsing off my patio" (failed to tell him it was cow blood coming over the edge) and if anything got on his I would come clean it off too.  Washed off the patio, scrubbed so hard some of the flooring came off too, double checked with the downstairs man ("It's just water!  It's fine!"), then rinsed off the first floor guy's patio.  Talked with the owner/builder to see why the outlet stopped working.  He was basically no help.  Rinsed out the now bloodied laundry basket and cooler. 

For the most part I figured the nightmare was over by now.  I started looking up what was ok to refreeze, what may be spoiled, etc.  The internet told me that as long as it was cold like it had been thawed in the fridge it could be refrozen.  So that is what we're doing.  Re-freezing it.  Pray my friends.  Pray that it is ok.  Anyway, the nightmare wasn't over because when I opened the fridge, there was blood everywhere.  Yet again.  So, I cleaned out the fridge, re-packaged a bunch of meats, and prayed that could be the end of it.  All the while I was nearly negligent if not belligerent to my poor tired child.

That night when Chris got home I just kept asking him to tell me it would be ok.  Even if it wouldn't.  And that is the worst part about this, until that beef is gone and nobody has gotten sick, I won't stop worrying about it.  I won't stop regretting that I didn't check that freezer every hour of every day.

I still feel the stress of those few hours, because I started bawling to Kenzie today at church about Camden not wanting to go to Nursery.  My eyes are still stinging.  My feet hurt.  My gluts hurt from carrying a heavy cooler down the stairs (thanks adrenaline!).  I have been cleaning the house like a psycho-lady.  Soaked the garbage can in soap, cloroxed it inside and out, cleaned every room, did all the laundry.  I just want that blood smell OUT of my existence forever.

I will be FOREVER in debt to Jared for dropping whatever he had planned to do after getting home from a weekend BYU Track trip (maybe spend some time with his 4 week old son?  Just maybe?)  to help me as my ox was in the meyer.

Also, I am appreciative of Dave Kennedy who while telling him this story tonight said, "What's the worst that could happen?  You get food poisoning?  Ah, you'll be fine."  Thank you x a million, but that doesn't mean you can all stop praying.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Photo Booth

I love PhotoBooth because the pictures taken there tend to be forgotten, and are a treasure to come upon.

Often used to see if Camden is asleep when I can't see his face.

Which is what brought me back to it today.  Yes, he was asleep, with grape juice on his face.

Friday, April 6, 2012

3 Years

After nearly 3 years of living where we live, I completed a project.  The stars aligned for this beaut.

Thanks to this manly man.
Our previously "blacked out" window.
Is now aesthetically pleasing.  :)