Fiber Muffins

I told my Mom and Dad this story and they laughed so hard that I just had to put it on the blog. I have decided that I am not going to be a scrapbooker so this blog is going to be the tell all. I am a little late on this story as it happened over a month ago when I was in the throws of nausea and constipation, but it is still as funny as ever.

There I was, miserable and trying to figure out anything to do to get the constipation to go away. I anxiously called my doctor searching for answers to my major bodily dilemma. Unfortunately, there is very little medication that a pregnant lady can take to get her poop on so I was recommended a heavy dose of prunes, fiber, prune juice, vegetables, bran and did I mention prunes? Of course, in the throws of nausea not one thing on this list sounded palatable, but I was desperate! So I went to the store looking for anything with fiber, prunes or bran in the title. As I was walking down the aisle I saw "Fiber One" Muffin Mix. It was like a homing beacon calling my name. If I had to do fiber, having it in an apple cinnamon muffin was definitely a plus. Add a big gulp of prune juice and I thought I would have a winning combination. Well, I brought it all home and scheduled my muffins for the next morning's breakfast.

The next morning I made the muffins, got one of them down and prayed that it was going to be the magical ticket (it wasn't). At least they were palatable! Plus I had breakfast for the next 11 days. I carefully put the remaining muffins in a plastic bag and stored them in the fridge.

Bob had been out of town for about 4 days through all of this and while I had shared with him my constant dilema, I hadn't shared all my dieting secrets. So he came home on the Thursday of that week at about 10pm at night and was starving. I was sound asleep and completely unaware of what was happening. He opened the fridge door looking for any vestiges of left over food (no such luck with nauseas pregnant lady living there for 4 days straight). Like a moth to a flame his gaze settled on the plastic bag with muffins. Perfect late night snack! He pulled them out and downed about 6 of them then quietly headed to bed.

The next morning he was up bright and early working away. When I woke up about 2 hours after him I headed to the kitchen to continue my regiment of fiber muffins and prune juice. I opened the door and was shocked to find all but 5 of my muffins gone. What happened? So I asked Bob about it and without hesitation he said that he had eaten them. "Those were high fiber muffins honey, they are supposed to help me get regular" I told him. His response was priceless. He turned to me like he had just had an "aha" moment and said, "THATS why I spent all morning in the bathroom, you made me eat poopin' muffins!"

At least they worked for one of us!

Five Months and Counting!

Hallelujia! I think I am over the hump. I still don't feel perfect, but I am far from miserable! Yeah! Maybe the all day sickness won't be an all pregnancy sickness! I have missed a lot over the past month, so I am going to give you a run down of the Month of May!

May was a good overall month filled with the exciting news of moving and the ever present nausea. It is so cool to see my tummy get bigger as this little one continues to make his/her presence known. I think that I am finally "noticeably pregnant" instead of just chubby. All is happy and the baby is perfect in every way. May brought screening tests and some genetic exams for me and the little one. With Bob's history, the doctor recommended we get tested. On May 4th, I headed into the doctor's office for the ultrasound and consult. I was nervous and at peace (is that possible?). I have been completely at peace that this little one is just perfect and completely nervous about the what ifs. Silly me! This little one is happy, healthy, moving and squirming around like a pro. Praise the Lord! The ultrasound was really interesting too because to get the measurements they really need the baby to be laying on its back and my little one was standing on its head. So uncooperative! I had to walk up and down the halls, cough, touch my toes, jump up and down and drink a whole bottle of water. Finally after all of that nonsense the baby flipped and we got the shot. Perfectly perfect in every way!

Mother's day came next and how special it was. This year was my first ever mothers day and it was a neat feeling to wake up in wonder at the way life is going to change and the new role I am taking on. Bob bought me the sweetest card and we went over to my family's house for an afternoon of Mom's. My Mom was in Colorado, but my precious grandma was here and we lavished love on her.


Mother's day makes you remember those women who are so significant. A mother's touch and love are felt through generations. I know it is late, but from this mommy to any others, Happy Happy Day!

We spent some of our time with Anna and Caleb's little one, Josiah. I will tell you what, that little boy could steal anyone's heart. He is so much fun now as he has gotten mobile! He just loves the big dogs. He pulls Rocky's tail and pets him. He is not a tiny bit afraid when Rocky towers over him or kisses him. We even watched Josiah crawl right under Big ol' Rocky to get where he wanted to go. Oddly, big dogs don't scare him a bit, now my kitties, that is a different story. All one of the cats has to do is look at him and he bursts into tears. We took Josiah to the park and went down the slide.




He just loves being outside and his smile is the biggest when he is out in the world. He dances too. It's like a little head bob, but it is super cute! We are surely going to miss that little guy when we go. The Longmires and the Fields are working on some kind of arranged marriage situation in the event we have a girl. We will let you know how that works out.

We also celebrated Mason Weatherly's birthday. At 5 he is all excitement and energy. Matt and Tara, our dear friends had all of us over and we swam and ate. Perfect summer afternoon. I didn't get many pictures, but here is one of the girls.


The month ended with my dear cousin Chelsea coming home. She and her husband Curtis are both Marines and they live on the East Coast. We see her so rarely since Curtis is still actively serving the country. I decided it was high time we stopped everything and took a picture. I am amazed at how quickly we all grow up. I can still remember Chelsea and I getting our pictures taken when we were all of about 8 (me) 4 (Chels). Now we are married, I am having a baby and she has served proudly for 5 years.


Well, in a nutshell, that was the past month. I am hoping to do a little better with the blog now that I am feeling a little more like a human everyday. The next blog is going to be the "Its a..... blog, so stay tuned!