Unsuccessful and eventful

So, the picturing loading thing has been slightly unsuccessful...well, actually we've been kind of busy and we just haven't gotten around to it. Paul has been working hard to get the trampoline hole ready for the trampoline. It has been purchased, delivered, and put together. The hole is complete, and Paul is working on laying the cinder blocks. We cannot wait! We had visitors from Cedar City two weeks ago. Uncle Rand and Uncle Kett came for a Spring Break visit. Rand was a lot of help digging the hole. I think he got kinda bored with me. He would take his ipod and head to the backyard. Kett entertained the kids. We went to the Zoo, the park, and the pool. It was fun to have visitors, and we hope they enjoyed their time enough to come back again. We look forward to having the rest of the "Uncles" and Grandma and Grandpa Einfeldt down for Spring Break in April. While the Uncles were here, I went to Mesa for my college roommate's baby shower. I was her bridesmaid in 2006 just before Paul and I got engaged. She's moving back to Mesa from Texas after her and her husband graduate from Dental School. It'll be fun having her a little closer. She is also due a month after me, so having babies close together will give us an excuse for play-dates.
This past week I hosted preschool at our house. We learned about the letters "R" and "S". On Tuesday we Read Little Red Riding Hood, Ran, colored Rainbows and Racecars, ate Rabbit food (carrots and celery), had cRaisens and Rainbow cookies, ate on Rabbit plates and a Red table cloth. On Thursday we Sang Silly Songs, played with fake Spiders and Snakes, colored Stars and Snakes, ate Snickerdoodles and Sharks and Skittles while watching Sesame Street. This was my last time hosting because the next time I would be hosting is the week before the baby's due. We've really enjoyed having friends over and learning how to share and listen.
Paul spent most of the weekend perfecting the hole, gathering supplies, and starting the wall. I made him stop on Friday so we could go on a much needed date to the Olive Garden and Lowe's. The kids made him stop on Saturday for a picnic at the park and bubbles. I made him stop again that evening to take me to Emergency Room. Yeah, I know...again Molly? Bah! I was getting the kids out of the tub when I had another heart issue. I tried all the things they tell you to get it to come back down. After getting the kids dressed and watching a Shaun the Sheep, I laid on the couch to relax. By then Paul had gotten out of the shower, he noticed that I wasn't my play-on-the-floor self. He buzzed around getting the kids in the car to go for a "drive" while I tried more maneuvers to get my heart rate to normalize. When I determined that I could not get it to go down on my own, I headed to the car where the kids were watching the Incredibles. We called neighbor friends who had watched the kids the night before for our date, and they said they would do it again (we owe them BIG). We drove 45 minutes to the nearest ER. When we got there, they were gonna send me to Labor and Delivery because I am obviously ginormously pregnant, but after telling them I wasn't in labor, they determined that someone with a heart rate of 240bmp and almost 35 weeks pregnant was of "up most importance". It took them a while to figure out where to put me. The nurse in charge of the area they put me was having a rough night and kinda yelled at the person who brought me in for bringing a pregnant lady into her area, and that she was too busy to deal with me. It must have been a busy night for her. They finally got me to a bed, got me all hooked up, the doctor came to talk to me and determined that I knew more about what was happening than he did. By this time, Paul was pacing in the waiting room and I was getting a little panicked with the doctor and the nurse who had little knowledge about what was going on. The nurse almost gave me the wrong medicine...yeah, kinda scary. They finally let Paul back, and gave me the right medicine. The third time around isn't as scary...but I'd rather not have to go through this again during this pregnancy. I think my limit is once a pregnancy. My heart restarted, they gave me some fluid, watched me for a couple hours, did a doppler on the baby, and discharged me without further instruction. We'll see if I get any phone calls on Monday from my OB or Cardiologist. I was a little disappointed that the doctor didn't come back in and talk to me. I'm really fine. A little tired...but fine and anxiously awaiting this baby's coming. We got back just as Aislee had finally fallen asleep. Ewan had been asleep for a while, and Olivia was fighting with all her might to stay awake. Once we got home, it didn't take them long to crash. Paul helped me clean the kitchen since we left in such a hurry. We were a little tired too. I was able to sleep in this morning until 8:45a, (thank you Paul!) and lounged about in m PJs until noon. When it happened with the twins, I went into labor two days later, so we're taking things kinda slow, timing contractions, and drinking lots of water. Paul is a good, good husband and father. I hope I didn't scare him too much, even though I know the idea of being a 26 year old widower with four children under the age of three probably crossed his mind a few times last night.

Short and Sweet

I've been a pretty bad blogger these last couple of weeks. My computer, which is now seven years old, has lost the ability to get recharged. Sad, I know. I haven't been able to load pictures onto Paul's computer successfully, and I haven't really taken very many. Sorry. But, I will do a quick update anyway, and then get some pictures up hopefully this weekend. We'll start with the kiddos. They have recovered well from their sickness. They caught a little cold, but nothing really slows them down. We've been trying to spend a little more time outside to wear them out and the weather has been fantastic! I cannot wait to have a functional backyard! Olivia is approaching the "potty-train" by requesting to sit on it right before bed and when she wakes up. Most of the time nothing really happens, but she's interested. Aislee has shown interest only when Olivia does. We talk about the fact that they can only wear underpants when they've kept their diapers dry for a while. I'm not pushing it, and right now diapers are pretty slick (easy) since they know where they need to go to get changed, and all three of them have messies within 10 minutes of each other. Olivia is in-love with dogs! One of the moms in our preschool has two dogs, and Olivia cannot get enough of Jared and Layla. When I come to get her, she tells me that they are her dogs. One of the other little guys let's me know that NO, they're not her dogs. Aislee has figured out how to turn on and off all the lights and fans. She has also learned to turn their alarm clock off. If we could just get her to stay in her room until her alarm clock goes off...! They're both very excited for the new baby, and often yell, "get out!" "come play" and "my baby!" at my tummy. Ewan is...Ewan. He's figuring out that biting doesn't get him a whole lot but not nice looks from Mommy. He's a little book-worm and loves to be read to for nap time and bed time. He really likes yogurt and salmon (not together). He would spend all day outside with Dad if he could. He likes to give my tummy kisses and hugs. He's very good at hugging and cuddling. He really needs a brother someday so he won't think hair bows, pink tights, and baby strollers are normal. He gets pretty bummed when I'm putting Sunday dresses on the girls and have to tell him that he is a boy. Paul is staying busy with backyard planning, work, and keeping me as unstressed as possible. He's been very good at baths, dishes, floor playing, and toy room pick up. He doesn't like me reminding him how long (short) we have until the baby comes. As for me, bending over is a little more uncomfortable. Not being able to get close to the counter has made washing dishes, wiping counters, and cooking a little more difficult. My shirt always seems to get pretty wet after doing the dishes and I'm amazed at the things that I rub up against. I really shouldn't be surprised at any of this...I believe I was much bigger while carrying twins, but I could be mistaken! The last ultrasound indicated that this baby  is growing very well. Everything looks good and right on schedule. I'm hoping for a week and a half early...hoping!
I hope to get pictures on as soon as I figure it all out. Maybe I can convince Paul that I need a new laptop for our Anniversary...