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The title could also be called, I don't know what to post.... I haven't been using my camera so I don't have any new pictures. I'll do my usual and make a list of random things.

* I love my book group. We are reading a book on Abraham Lincoln called Team of Rivals but it is a gazillion pages long, I haven't started it yet, and I have only a few more weeks to finish. I still haven't finished Little Women from last month. I hate that (not the book, just the unfinished book).

*I'm soo very tired. I have vented on facebook about this but I figure I should mention it here since this is kinda like a journal and someday I might actually get the blog published in book form. So back to the tiredness. Maren hasn't been sleeping well for the last 2 months but has been a nightmare the last 2 weeks. How can someone so cute get away with murder? She is so adorable in the day, I can't be frustrated longer than a minute. She has been waking up about every single hour. I've been dying in the meantime. The postpartum anxiety flared up big time with the little sleep and so I was about to start taking anti-depressants. A number of things have happened since then and I am doing better. I'm still exhausted though. On Sunday during church, we finally found the culprit- a new tooth! I thought it was teething but when Tylenol didn't help and since she was only just 5 months (early for my kids) I didn't know what was going on. Since Sunday I have given her some Motrin a few times and she has slept better. Sheesh! I hope the next teeth aren't as bad. One day she will be sleeping through the night again.

* We also started solids with Maren and she LOVES them. She can't get enough of food now and grabs at anything we eat or drink. Each roll of fat tells you how much she likes eating. I'll put a video at the end. Too cute.

* So a series of unfortunate events have occurred... (hey, that sounds like a good book title, I should write a book :), first was my broken arm, then another leak from our upstairs bathtub through the kitchen ceiling causing pealing paint and drywall, then I discovered a whole costco sized package of meat in the fridge that I forgot to freeze. All of this when I was going mentally insane. I'll blame the meat on the sleep deprivation. Good thing was that all I wanted to do was laugh at the crazy life I was in at the moment.

* Cross my fingers but we may get to go on a cruise. At least that was before we discovered the leak. :) I need a vacation.

* We got Netflix, again. Plus all my favorite show are coming back on and there is so much to watch! Besides, I can hardly wait to see Emma!!!!!

* I dream of going skiing. Lame arm.

* I'm in love with my yoga class.

*My house is now only mostly a wreck. Sometimes it is actually clean. Improvement! Anyone have an awesome idea in how to organize toys??? I need help in that area.

* I have had so many gifts from the Lord lately. I have met people that have changed my life and I know they were sent to help me. I have learned things, read things, changed things in my life that are all making me a better person. These have all been witnesses of God's influence in my life and I really have needed to know He is there. It has been amazing!

* Somehow Brigg is learning and growing, no thanks to me. I'm very relieved.

* Potty training starts in February, heaven help me.

* I've also decided that in order to keep me from the mental institution, we need a bigger vehicle. I am so tired of Kallie laughing as she kicks Brigg in the face and scratches him and the yelling from Brigg as she does so. My kids need separate benches.

* I've also started going to counseling to see if it helps at all and to try and get any frustrations out that could have come up in the future. I want do whatever possible so the postpartum anxiety doesn't happen again because someday I might actually want another baby. I came back from the counseling appointment yesterday so frustrated that my fridge ended up getting cleaned! Yay for clean fridge, boo for counseling. Granted, I'm going to the BYU counseling center because it is cheap so I get what I pay for I guess. I just think my counselor isn't cutting it for me. 1. he is a he 2. he isn't even married so he probably thinks I'm a crazy woman and 3. I just talk the whole time, then there is an awkward silence so I talk more and then our time is up. At no point have I gotten any suggestions or help in what to do about what I have talked about. I don't need to pay to talk to a stranger about my problems, I have plenty of people who listen to me cathart. That is why I was frustrated. That is why my fridge is clean.

* This last Sunday's church entertainment provided by my family: We were in sacrament meeting and I noticed one of my friends in the ward stuggling with 2 of her four screaming children. Her husband serves in the bishopbric of the singles ward here and so she is alone every sunday with her kids. Anyhow, I rushed up to help sit with her 3 kids while she took one out into the hall. Her little 1 1/2 year old boy didn't like the looks of me and started crying so she took the two kids out. Meanwhile, my kids decided they were jealous and started screaming a few rows back. I ended up taking a kid out to the hall myself. Meanwhile there were giggles and snickering going on in the congregation. So much for trying to help.

* My kids are cute.

* My husband is hot.

* This new post is done, Maren exploded in poop.