The Silent Soliloquy

So Jeff and I came home from shopping to find 2 snowmen in front of our door!! It was hysterical!!  See the pics that I added to this blog.  Well when we came up to our door we could hear our neighbors giggling.  They came out and told us that they did it, and even funnier is that the snowmen can slide around so we could move them.  Later that evening we had to go up to Kaysville to finish taxes and whenwe came back the snowmen were gone.  Jeff and I were really sad.  Our neighbors informed us that the "higher powers" aka Wymount Management told them they had to get rid of the snowmen b/c they posed a risk of creating ice.  So our neighbors decided to kill the snowmen by smashing them against the tree.  It was a sad and gruesome end to them and we were very upset that wymout would make us kill our precious pals.  This is in dedication to the snowmen Rick and Steve.   Steve is the small one....

So last night I was watching Trading Spouses, which I don't plan on making a habit of since it wasn't all that great.  For all of you who don't know about Trading Spouses its this show where they trade one spouse from two families for a week, at the end of the week the traded spouses decide how their new family will spend $50,000 dollars (on vacation, house repairs, music lessons, debt, pretty much anything).  I was talking to Jeff and I said that the only reason I would bother to do that show would be to get the $50,000 prize money.  Anyhoo I had this dream that it was 6 years in the future.  Emily was going to turn 7 soon and I had 3 other children. There was David Alexander (Alex), my 5 year old, and twin 3 year olds Sarah Elizabeth (Sarah) and Ben (Benny when with Carver family).  Well I traded with this woman who has 4 grown children all above 18 who still lived at home.  Then my dream went into 3rd person and I was an outside observer on how Jeff was dealing with the new "wife."  To make a long dream short, on Saturday all the Johnsen came to visit our family for a barbecue at a park.  My brother Doug had succesfully served a mission and was going to USU, in 2 years of being there he got married and at the time of my dream had 1 year old girl.  My brother Matt had a small apartment near my parents, was working full time at a call center and was dating a girl he met there.  My sister Tori was tearing it up as a single freshman at BYU living in the dorms.  Sunday then arrived and Jeff had the woman go with him and the kids to church and then to Grandma and Grandpa Carver's place for Sunday dinner.  For some reason, probably b/c they were going to be on t.v., the whole Carver family was present.  Now here's the real funny part.  Besides mine and Jeff's 4 children there was Jon and Misty's 3 children.  They had a 5 year old girl named Keely and twin 3 year olds, a boy and girl.  That's right, that would mean that Misty and I had twins at the same time!  She was currently pregnant with her 4th.  Ben and Norma also had a 3 year old that was a boy and Norma was pregnant with the 2nd baby.  Dan and Julie had 2 children,  girls that were 4 and 2, and she was also pregnant!  So like the year that me, Misty, and Norma were pregnant, it happened again that 3 wives were pregnant at the same time; Misty, Norma, and Julie.  And last but not least Brian and Annie had a 2 year old girl.  So there you go, the future as my dreams see it.  Johnsen's: 5 grandkids! Carver's: 14 grandkids (including unborn)! How great is that! So now lets see how well we follow this future dream of mine!!!!  I hope ya'll have fun with this!

-Beth

So one of my good friends (*cough* Tammy) has mentioned that I haven't updated my msn space in forever, so in response to this I posted new pictures and now I am posting this here blog.   Um to begin with I thought I'd talk a bit about Em.  I am of the opinion that I have a bipolar baby but then it dawns on me that perhaps all babies are bipolar. One minute they are laughing and giggling, just jolly and gay and then next they are a demon from the netherworld that whines, complains and screams.  Its funny how this correlates with when they are hungry, tired or need a diaper change.... hmmm.. thoughts to ponder.  Well for the most part she is a joy and when she plays peek-a-boo with you you suddenly remember that she is worth all those sleepless nights.  Sometimes I wonder if she will ever sleep through the night but I don't have high hopes.  Anyways she can stand when helped and stand for a little while when holding onto the couch or something else.  She can sit for long periods on time and just play with her toys (makes life pretty easy for her father and me). Anyway enough about that, I thought I would also take this time to make an announcement.  If you didn't know before you'll know now, Jeff's pregnant again...umm you know what I mean.  The tentative date is Sept. 15, 2007.  We'll know more after the first ultrasound.

  OK so you should know me by now and now it is time for the ranting section of my blog.  My rant starts

 with a show I was watching while feeding Em.  I don't remember  which talk show it was but I remember the host was a black guy if that means anything to anyone, anywho they were having a show on School Shootings and they had an "expert" child pyschiatrist there.  She was like "I don't mean to take the side of the shooters but..." doesn't the but imply that she is taking their side?  I get that they are abused kids who are mercilessly picked on yadda yadda yadda.  You know Jr. High and High school were no picnic for me either.  I was fat, really fat, and I had a haircut that made everyone think I was a lesbian.  I was spit on, sat on, ignored (by teachers also), and in general teased so much I came home c rying almost everyday from school.  I also watch a lot of violent shows and movies.  My favorite movies were the Lethal WEapon series, Die hard series, numerous war movies, the Matrix movies, and the list goes on and on.  My point is that I suffered pretty close to the same things some of these kids they talked about suffered and I never shot anyone or even think of it.  I don't think it was fair on the Pyschiatrist to blame these kids want to kill ppl on the fact that we let them play paintball, watch violent movies, play violent video games.  I did all those things and never wanted to shoot someone in real life.  I think the difference is that perhaps those kids' parents may not have been paying close enough attention or even talking to their kids about their lives.  My parents asked about my day and they actually cared.  I don't know this is just my opinion but I don't think that violent movies, video games, and paintball are the reason these kids did what they did.  They may have had a predisposition to it, but I believe it is mostly because they were mentally ill and no one saw that.  I don't think that the violent things should be blamed or at least more blame should be placed on the parents and children themselves.  I'm not saying that violent movies or games are ok (however I do enjoy them), I'm just saying that it should be up to the parent to set rules and boundaries and to follow up on those guidelines.  I hope this all makes sense and I would love to hear whether you agree or disagree or any further arguments you may have.

--Beth

So here is my first blog on being a mom.  My baby has been home from the hospital since 2:00 pm on Saturday  and its so true, there is no sleep involved.  In fact I don't know when the next time I'll get to sleep is. I wish I had Jon's (jon carver) ability to go with very little or no sleep for long periods.  I ended up giving up and taking Emily into mine and Jeff's bed just to sleep for 2 hours this morning at 7.  But the good news is is that she is getting better at sleeping in her crib and I think it has something to do with the fact that Jeff tilted the mattress down so that it was more like what she slept on in the hospital.  She's also getting better at sucking on pacifiers and that helps a bit too.  Now if only we could get her to sleep through the night... oh wait... that doesn't happen for like a year.  Great.... Seriously though, despite the lack of sleep, I love having her here and not in my tummy.  I can sort of bed over again and see my toes!  I've lost 10 pounds already woo hoo!!!  Well got to go cause I do want to try and get some rest before I feed her again at 1 am! Yikes! and it gets worse! I have to feed her everything 2 to 3 hours! Anyways, byebye.  Night night.  Laters.

  --Beth 

So far it has been pretty good, this pregnancy.  I've thrown up a few times and I've had upset stomachs but overall not to bad.  Jeff and I went to the doctors appointment the other day and he put a fetal heart moniter on my stomach, so the other we got to hear the baby's heart for the first time.  That was really exciting.  The doctor tried to joke that it was twins but I wasn't to happy about that and quickly informed him that that was not funny.  Twins would be nice someday but right now that would be difficult.  He thinks that I'm somewhere around 14 to 15 weeks, but we won't know for sure for awhile.  My first ultrasound probably won't be until February.  Well see ya guys later.

Can sleep talking be genetic?  It appears to be so, with 4 of the 5 brothers experiencing I can say that that's pretty conclusive evidence.  Well I have anouther humorous sleep talking story for you guys.

 

So until a few nights ago Jeff hasn't really been talking in his since the nightmare incident I spoke of in a previous blog.  If he had been talking it wasn't interrupting my sleep.  So a couple of nights ago or maybe even a week ago Jeff started talking again.  At first it didn't register what he was saying but then I heard him say "I already said it once."  I ignored him and tried to go back to sleep when he said really loudly "Beth stop talking to me when I'm trying to sleep!"  I hadn't said anything and I hadn't even moved!  Jeff and I had had a conversation about him not wanting me to respond to him when he sleep talks because it wakes him up, so apparently some random neuron fired, sparked that memory, and my husband yells at me in his sleep for something I didn't even do!!!

 

Well this morning around 4 or something, Jeff says something about the crispiness or something or other. Me, having a dream about work, thinks he's talking about the chicken but then it dawns on me that he's asleep and can't possibly know about the chicken in my dream. As I get ready to brush it off he says "so what do you think?" I jokingly respond really quietly "it doesn't matter cause your asleep." And Jeff responds "actually I'm awake." LOL!! It was totally weird.