We had to take in our 4Runner for maintenance this week. So Cory called and made an appointment and then twenty minutes before we were supposed to leave he decided to go help a friend move a fridge. Now that was all fine and dandy until I realized that he had taken our other car. I know, I know, it doesn't seem like much, but believe me... it was. So here I am driving the squeaky maintenance car while I go meet Cory so that we could drive over together. By this point I am mad. He knew I wanted him to take the other car, and DE-liberately decided to annoy me (which is NOT hard!). So he follows me over to the dealership and is trying to motion through the window exactly where I am supposed to take the car and blah blah. I'm getting so stressed by this point and all the annoying car salesman are eyeing me wondering what on earth I am doing. I'm motioning out the window what an idiot Cory is for not just driving this d*@$ car. Poor guy. So we finally get it figured out and I am so bugged. It was the wrong day to cross me, and he did. (I hope you know I am laughing as a write this!) It all sounds so silly, but hear me out people, THESE HORMONES MAKE YOU CRAZY! Not all the time, but the times they do- WATCH OUT!
Fast forward.. I can't remember if it was the same day, or the following day, but Cory was in the line of fire again. I can't remember why, but I'm sure it was because he was in the wrong. :) My mom, Cory and I were sitting at her house trying to decide what we wanted to do for dinner. We'd had these Olive Garden gift cards absolutely BURNING a hole in Cory's pocket for months, and I am not a huge fan, but being the angel (haha) that I am, I was like, "Oh yeah, sure, I'll go!" to which Cory replied, "Heidi, why don't you come with us to be the buffer?" BAHAHAHAHA Yep. My mom came on our date to save Cory and we had a gay old time. Thanks mom, you really are a gem.
Following the OG, my mom and I sent Cory on his merry way home, and we took a trip to Hobby Lobby in search of a puzzle to help get my mind off things. We roamed the aisles and it was swell up until I saw a pregnant girl with a toddler and I totally judged her for being pregnant. I wanted to go up to her and say, "So I know it's pretty straight forward, but HOW ON EARTH did that baby get in your belly? And how do I get one in mine??" I'm sure she would've loved to have a birds and the bees chat with me in the middle of the store.
Early in the week I had a major meltdown. Life came crashing down and tears were shed and I was in the middle of bawling my eyes out (at my parent's house as usual) and Cory said, "I got my semen analysis back! Do you want to see the results!?" And I was thrilled. There's nothing like a good semen result to pull you out of a funk. No more tears were shed that day.
Our anniversary was on Wednesday and my mom watched our dogs and we took a mini road trip down to the Little Sahara sand dunes to take some bridals, it's tradition. Our friend designs wedding dresses and she was kind enough to let us take one and go shoot. It was SO fun! We listened to some good ol' Kenny G, Kenny Loggins, and yep, you guessed it, Kenny Rogers on our way down and it was blast. I've got a thing for Kennys right now. Okay, and Return to Pooh Corner got my heart strings like... Anyway, there wasn't a soul in sight at the dunes, which made it nice when I needed to go to the bathroom. I just dropped those drawers like it was hot and did my business. Cory couldn't believe his eyes, but let's be honest, port-a-potties are way worse. AMIRIGHT??
Any who, it was a much needed getaway and it was wonderful. We picked the canines up and drove home to go through the pictures! And as we were going through them Cory was trying to "call" which one he was going to post, which just irked me. And then he wanted to hurry and edit the ones he wanted and then Chopped Liver could look through the rest of the pictures. K it wasn't that bad, but it was. He took his pictures and left me for dead and I just wanted his help. So I finally got it figured out, alone, mind you, and I airdropped them to myself and I had my post all written up for our anniversary and yep, my phone died. Who, you ask, did I take it out on? Why Cory, of course. Poor guy didn't even see it coming. Tears. Were. Welling. haha He was so sweet. He's like, "I'm so sorry. How can I make it up to you?? Do you want to get in bed together and watch Bachelor?" And I'm sheepishly like, "Yeah.." And we did and it was great. But man, I am telling you guys, when I am done, I am DUN! My tolerance level, especially at nights, is ZERO!
Also, here are a few of my faves from our anniversary shoot. It was so peaceful and enjoyable!
Other new things that happened, I got a big purple/green bruise on my belly from a shot. Its' the first time that happened and holy soreness. My garment line hits right on the spot and every time Indy jumps on me she hits it and man, it's just been so sore. Can I get some cheese for all this whine??
Things that have gotten me through this week:
-Cory. As irritating as he is, he totally walks on water. I'm obsessed with him.
-My family. Family time always seems to take my mind off things and get me out of a mood. They are always good for some laughs. Especially when we play Musical Chairs for FHE. I die.
-Willie Nelson, Enya, and just music in general. I listen to them for hours when I take baths and they just soothe this tired, achey (old) soul. Willie sings a mean harmony.
-Food. Costa Vida especially. See's Candy. They just get me.
-Bed. Gosh darn it, that thing is my best friend. Whenever possible, I curl up and doze and it is just bliss. What is life without sleep? Horrible.
-Prayer. That's a big one. And the power of positive thinking. I'm a firm believer in karma, and whatever we throw at the universe, she throws back. So lots of positive thinking for me, because I want positive things in return. Sue me.
-Priesthood blessings. I had my dad and Cory give me blessing right before I had that meltdown I was telling you about. It was so comforting and talked a lot about having peace and reverence throughout this process. I had asked for one because I was having some really bad anxiety with my upcoming appointment that I had on Friday (I'll get into the details of that in a minute), and I just wanted to feel comfort. It was just what I needed, and my dad's voice just soothes me and makes me cry. Cory and I listened to the blessing again on our way to our appointment on Friday, and it helped me go in there feeling peace and like everything was going to be okay. I'm such a believer in the power of the priesthood and it has blessed me so much!
So, first I want to talk about reverence for a moment. I've been thinking a lot about it ever since my angel dad gave me that blessing. He talked about how we are working with God to help bring his children into the world! I hadn't thought of it that way before. What a magnificent blessing! And truly, I have felt the reverence through the process, as I have felt God's hand in my life. I'm so grateful for modern medicine, and instead of feeling picked on, I've tried to feel more gratitude that we even have this option. I don't know what we would've done without it!
I was super anxious about our appointment on Friday morning because she had mentioned to me earlier that if they saw any cysts on my ovaries at that appointment, then we'd have to stop the cycle and wait for them to go away, which could be months. I was having a really hard time feeling peace. I had some pain in my ovaries, and I have a history of cysts, so I was freaking out. All this time. All this money. I was just PRAYING that we wouldn't have any set backs because Cory is leaving for the summer in a few weeks and I just really wanted this to be out of the way.
We said a prayer together before we left, and on the way we listened to the blessing again, and everything at the appointment went perfectly. I almost kissed the girl giving me the ultrasound when she said everything looked great. I went in the bathroom afterward and just thanked my Heavenly Father. Following the ultrasound was more blood work (joy!), and I found out later that day that my levels were perfect and to proceed with my calendar. Hallelujah. So much gratitude! This trial is really teaching me how to be grateful no matter the circumstance. Even if I sort of hate it. :)
I'm also more aware of the angels in my life. There have been so many people who have come out of the wood work and helped us through this. So many people. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, but truly, my cup runneth over.
Oh, and I almost forgot to write about how much I forget these days. That's one of the biggest things I've noticed this week, is how forgetful I am. I've forgotten that I've invited people over on certain nights, I leave things places because I forget to pick them up. Seriously, it's bad. Don't trust me with anything because, no doubt, it will get forgotten. I apologize in advance.
Until next week!
Emmy
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