What a DAY!

Wow! Today is officially over! I am crawling my tired pregnant swollen body into bed as soon as I post this! It has been a jam packed day! We began this morning at Denny's with my 'rents for breakfast (because despite a plethora of restaurant choices I am the parent of a picky toddler and I knew they would offer something she would actually eat!). We had to do it early (well, we had to leave the house at 7:50-which is early for us) since I had a Dr. appt. at 9:30 and let's be honest getting my child anywhere early is impossible. So of course we were running late and didn't actually leave until 5 after 8. We arrived at Denny's and surprisingly were seated quickly and received prompt service. Alyse ate most of her french toast and some of her chocolate milk! We then headed to the Dr.'s office. Grandma and Grandpa wandered the temple grounds with my Aly girl while Russ and I went in for my appointment (I am so grateful the temple is kitty corner from the office, that was so helpful!) We we were promptly called right back to see the doctor (a huge improvement from my 2 hour wait at my last appointment) and despite the horror of making an almost 9 month pregnant woman stand on a scale it wasn't too bad. We did the blood pressure yada yada . . . then we waited for the doc. So far a GREAT AND PERFECT DAY - - - THEN! He came in and checked to see how the baby was and if he was moving into position . . . he discovered however that our little man is breech! He took me into another room to do a quick ultrasound and make sure his findings were correct. Yep! That boy is breech alright and we are only weeks from delivery so the chances of him turning on his own are only 10%. He took us into yet another room to discuss our options. We opted to wait a week-see if he turns on his own. I will go back on Thursday and if he is still breech we will schedule a procedure at the hospital to have my Doctor try to turn him, there is a 50% chance that will work, if not, we will schedule a C-section. I was really hoping to go drug free this time around, but I am highly doubting that my doctor will encourage a drug free C-section. I guess the best laid plans change. Our goal of course is a healthy baby and whatever needs to be done to make that happen we are okay with.
We left the appointment a little in shock, met up with the 'rents and our little miss sunshine to head to Ponderosa Ranch (the reason for my parents trip was to check this place out for a possible reunion site next year). We decided to go through Zion since they have just let us drive through and not have to pay in the past and it was the much shorter route. Well, of course they said we needed to pay and so we decided to go the alt. route through Kanab. This was a LONG drive (esp. since we were only about 13 miles from the place when we were at the mouth of Zions). Luckily Aly took this opportunity to take a nap. We finally arrived after a difficult time finding the road to get there and were so excited and ready to have lunch! Only, because of our detour, we missed lunch and dinner won't be served until 6:00. It is now 3:30 and we have a hungry toddler, a hungry pregnant woman, and 3 other hungry adults. No worries we are here we will check it out! Overall the place was fun. Lots to offer and a GREAT swimming pool. Their tent sites are atrocious, rocky, dusty, and on a hill so you would be rolling on top of each other all night long. The cabins however were fine and the much better option. After a very short stop (because we are starving mind you) we decide we are going to go back through Zion anyway since we have no desire to take the long way around again.

The drive through Zion however is majestic! WOW! I am still in awe of its beauty. Alyse of course LOVED driving though the tunnels and kept asking for "more, MORE!" And I must admit that while we were driving I forgot about how hungry I was! We stopped at a restaurant in Springdale and ordered some very overpriced, lacking in flavor food (which mind you we were starving and food always tastes BETTER when you are hungry so just imagine how it would have tasted if we were only a little hungry). We also received some of the WORST service ever! The cute girl who sat us (probably 15 years old) was very friendly, then our waiter came to take our order and just seemed impatient and annoyed. He took our order, walked away and we never saw him again (note: the place was not busy there were maybe 4 other tables full in the ENTIRE place). The cute hostess girl brought us our food but we never once got a refill on our $3 drinks nor were we asked how everything was or if we needed anything else! Wow! It was nice to be with family however and it was great to be able to give my dad his father's day gift in person and not have to mail it. But my favorite part was when I got a card and a gift certificate from my parents (mentioning, that they hope Russ has a nice father's day-but addressing it to me) do I have to share my gift with him because it's 'Father's Day' weekend? His mom gave me a card for mother's day . . . so maybe it is only fair right? We'll split it 50/50! Anyway, I am incredibly grateful for the card and I am very excited to do some shopping, I just always feel a little guilty that I seem to get the fun stuff and Russ gets to watch me enjoy it! He has had a rough week and could use a little spoiling. Sorry hon! I promise I will buy you something GREAT! And it is all about YOU this weekend let's make it a Father's Day to Remember! Date night tomorrow?

Anyway, I spent hours in the car today and my feet look like sausages, my head is also pounding (which is why I am not asleep already) I tried to go to bed early after I put Aly down and at 9:30 I gave up and took a bath to try and relax my legs and feet. I am hoping my tylenol will kick in soon and I will drift off to sleep (if you can actually call it sleep - I haven't had a decent night of sleep in weeks, my body is not cooperating!) The other night Russ actually found me on the floor because I rolled over in pain, and right off the bed (which is a King and is not really easy to do), I no longer had sharp shooting pains in my new position on the floor so I just stayed there. How sad is that? Sorry this post is so pessimistic, you now know all of my whining and complaining! I am just to that phase of pregnancy when you are looking forward to it being done and getting your body back, but I am so grateful to be pregnant and I do realize what a blessing it is to bring another little life into this world. Tomorrow all SMILES!