Babymoon and a Birthday in San Antonio

 It's been a busy month, but with all that's been going on we were determined to go on our "babymoon" - a nice romantic trip for Josh and I before the baby comes. We briefly talked about going to New York, but at this time of year there is no better place to be than the great state of Texas. So for my birthday/babymoon we headed to San Antonio, our favorite Texas city.

It was so lovely it almost makes me angry that we are leaving this gorgeous weather. It was sunny and in the 70's the entire trip, we were hardly indoors. We walked along the riverwalk every afternoon for lunch, and came back in the evenings for a late dinner and to "people-watch" as all the night clubs opened up. I desperately wanted to feel young and pretend that we were going clubbing too, but then I look at my giant belly and realize I'm a mother of 4 and I wouldn't look very sexy trying to dance while I'm obviously knocked up.

The Riverwalk was busier than usual this weekend with graduates from the Air Force base in San Antonio. Well, we're guessing it was graduation, because a lot of them had families touring the streets with them. It made us proud to see all of these young men and women so happy and proud to be serving their country.

We have been to San Antonio many times, but haven't experienced many of the"tourist" attractions there, other than Sea World. This time we took a tour through Tousseaud's Wax Museum and Ripley's Believe It Or Not museum. They were both a little...creepy...but definitely a unique experience.

 

(me and Beyonce, and William &Kate)

 

Josh and Lance. We still like him, even though he's a cheater ;)

Everything's bigger in Texas! For Saturday breakfast we went to Lulu's bakery for my 4 lb cinnamon roll. Since it was featured on the show Man v Food, I always want to stop there to pig out. We ate leftover cinnamon roll for most of the ride home!

 

32 years old, 3 and 1/2 kids, and 9 years of marriage. This may be our last babymoon, but we hope to take anniversary trips every January from now on. Nothin better than a weekend away with this guy :)

Sarah's trip to the temple



 

Just after Christmas, my little sister Sarah went through the Lubbock temple for the first time, for her personal endowment. We are all so proud of her for making this decision, as usually people wait until they are married or going on a mission before they go through the temple. But Sarah is different. She was more spiritually prepared than I ever was, and it was a beautiful experience for all of us who got to be there with her.

Our family - minus Chelsea who was stuck babysitting!

 

Our dear friends the Whitesides came up from Houston

 

Josh and Scouting

 

Josh has been the president of Young Men's organization in our church for the past 5 years or so, since we lived in Aberdeen. He really really enjoys it, and has developed a great relationship with these boys and the other leaders in the organization. The best part is that our church is very actively involved in the Boy Scouts of America, so Josh is a certified scout leader and gets to plan all sorts of high-adventure activities to help these boys earn their badges and get experiences that will help them achieve their Eagle.

Sometimes I want to complain about the time he spends away from home for these scouting activities, but when I pause to think about it I realize what a great person he is because of it. He strives to be better to be a good example for these boys, and he gets to do things that me and the girls wouldn't do with him. I think Heavenly Father knows that as a dad of 4 girls, this guy needs some "boy time" :)

Here are some of the activities he's been a part of while we've lived in Texas.

 

 

Fishing Trip off the Texas Gulf Coast

Four-Wheeling adventures

Canoeing at the Minnesota Boundary Waters Canoe Area

 

And lots of other camping, hiking, and outdoor adventures 

 

Old home, new home

Things are happening fast! In December Josh was offered a great job in Billings, Montana, and of course when he accepted they wanted him there ASAP. The following week we were on our way to Billings to look at houses. Then the day after Christmas, our Midland home was on the market.

 

We are fortunate to be moving at a time when Midland is booming. Housing is outrageously priced, and there's not much available, so we were at a real advantage. Our house went for sale on December 26th, and my phone was ringing all day from relators wanting to come show the home. In 24 hours we had 7 showings lined up, and a full-price offer. Thank goodness I only had to keep the home clean for a day! And thank goodness my parents live in Midland...we camped out at their house for a day and a half.

 

At the end of this month the house will no longer be ours. As I think about how quickly it sold, I realize what a great home it is, especially for a family. As with every home we've been in, there are so many memories this place holds for us, and so many little things about the home that I didn't realize I would love so much. Like the wine fridge that we kept stocked with juice boxes, and the oversized laundry room where we dropped off all our shoes and coats.

This is the only home Scarlett knows. She loved her room so much that we just can't get her to move in with Claire yet. Lydia and Claire grew even closer as sisters sharing their room. The top bunk was rarely slept in because they always want to be with each other.

We loved our playroom. I have decided that every home we live in needs 2 living areas: one that stays clean, and one for the kids that will likely be always messy. The girls are never in their rooms, they spend most of their day in the playroom, unless they're outside. And our backyard was a perfect size - big enough for our two big dogs, a playground, and plenty of concrete to ride around on.


We will miss our Midland home. We will miss our Midland friends. We will miss West Texas. But we are looking forward to our new adventure in Billings.

My mom looked after the girls while Josh and I spent a few days in Billings. It was nice to be alone, nice to experience a little bit of winter and a change of scenery. We saw so many deer - even an albino!

Billings is small - about the size of Midland - but it is still the largest city in Montana. We look forward to living closer to more outdoor activities, and closer to the temple.


Billings, Montana LDS temple

We found a wonderful house just west of the temple, and we'll pass by the temple every day on our way to work or school. It's a great reminder of the strong Latter-Day Saint community in Billings, and a great comfort to us as we move so far away.
We are really looking forward to our new home. This is the dream home that I remember looking at online, dreaming about, and thinking...someday. But with the sale of our home, the ridiculously low interest rates (thank you slumping economy..) and low property taxes in Montana, it fit our budget. Josh said to me "baby, I'm going to make your dreams come true." Usually he's talking about something entirely different when he says that.

The best part is the neighborhood. There are green belts and play areas throughout the neighborhood, and it backs up to "the Rim"..a mountain ridge with trails for biking and hiking. Then last weekend I contacted our new bishop to ask about the church and the area, and he said that in our small neighborhood alone, there are at least 20 houses that are LDS. They jokingly call it "mormonville" or "new Nauvoo".  It warmed my heart to hear that, to know that I will be in good company among other families like my own.

So, now the countdown is on. Three more weeks and the movers come and pack up our life and take it up north for our next adventure!

Christmas 2012

It was a very busy Christmas season for us, to say the least. We were busy travelling for family and for doctor appointments, and now we are in the middle of moving! So we also fit in a house-hunting trip to Billings Montana the week before Christmas. The season is busy enough with all the Christmas parties and activities, which we took part in as much as we could.

 

First, the tree. While it seems most families are turning to fake trees, we are stubbornly loyal to our tradition of picking out and setting up a live Christmas tree. Even if it does take a whole day just to get it to stand up straight and get all the lights and decorations on, we love the smell, and we love the tradition.

 

Then, the company Christmas party. During the day there was a party for families, with a full breakfast, crafts, treats, a movie, ..and Santa! Then the couples party was held that evening.

 

And when your company is doing well, Santa doesn't send you home with just a candy cane. The girls each got a full bag of gifts!! Spoiled...

 

 

Here's a few pics of Lydia's school Christmas party. Unfortunately Josh and I were in Montana for Claire's, and Grandma Taylor went to her party.

 

Lydia's best buds Kate and Gentry. She has made such good friends here, it gets harder each time we move to take her away from her dear friends.  

 

We made gingerbread houses, ornaments, reindeer food, and decorated cookies!


On Christmas Eve our friends the Huffmans had a family party, and we had the kids do a Nativity.

The Milnes, Tews, and Murdocks joined us. My girls were the angels. Scarlett didnt participate much. She's more of a crooked angel anyways.

 

Then...Christmas Eve!!

 

And Christmas morning

 

Santa brought the girls a new car and new play kitchen, along with some other things they specifically asked for (like Stompeez.....dang those TV infomercials!). Mom and Dad mostly got them stuff for the cold Montana winter. Grandma & Grandpa Taylor got them their guitars...which Scarlett is particularly fond of. She loves to rock out. And Mimi and Papa got them their cozy sleeping bags.

 

Some of the traditions we continue each year...

- The Elf on the Shelf "Sookie Cookie" is here for his 4th Christmas with the Viets. He doesn't show up until the tree is up, and he watches the girls every day until Christmas, and reports to Santa at night while they sleep. I sometimes catch the girls apologizing to the elf for something they've done, but in most cases they are tattling on one another.

- The first gift under the tree is our "Gift to Jesus". For family night we each think of things that we are going to do for others as our gift to Jesus, then write them down (or color a picture) and put them in a gift box. The girls usually have relatively easy ones. Lydia went through all her toys and filled 2 large bags of things to donate to Helping Hands. Claire picked out a gift to donate to the Angel tree at school. And Scarlett helped me make simple treats for the bus driver and the mailman. Josh and I try to push ourselves just a little bit more, and its very rewarding in the end.

- On Christmas Eve I prepare a batch of Debbie Viets's cinnamon rolls to bake in the morning. They are never as good as hers, but they're still pretty good.

- Christmas is always at our house. After 2 kids, we resolved to never travel for Christmas again, and it has been so nice. Christmas takes alll day long to get through, because we get to take our time and aren't rushed to be anywhere or host anyone. The house is a mess and we love it. Its ours. It's a very Viets Christmas :)

Yes, I have FOUR girls!

The week after Thanksgiving we had the most important doctor's appointment ever. We were going to find out the sex of our baby. We were very anxious about this because, as mentioned earlier, this is probably our last baby, and we really really hoped for a boy just so that we could have that sense of closure that we really are finished. We took the girls out of school so that they could come see a video of the new baby, and that made this very special for all of us.

Although common sense led us to believe we were having another girl, we still looked at ANY other possble signs that this would be a boy. My cravings were different, I was a little more sick in the first trimester, and - most significantly - my girls had prayed for a brother. SO I thought - well, there's still a chance!

The ultrasound technician started the scan and went right to the baby's bottom to check the sex.....It's a Girl! (and she really didn't sound excited either). Josh and I were just silent. Our hearts sank a little. Josh's only comment was "Well..guess we'll have to try again"...(to which I gave him a nasty glare). But then we pretended to be really excited because Lydia and Claire were there, and they were disappointed too. We watched our little daughter's movements on the big screen, watched her hiccups, watched her kicks, watched her scratch her little head, and are proud to say that she is a perfectly healthy baby, growing a little ahead of schedule. We are so SO blessed.

But...I still had to cry a little. Especially being so hormonal. I cried into Josh's shoulder. I cried into my best friends shoulder, who has all boys and understand what its like. What its like to have people comment all the time on your family. "Aww...your poor husband" or "So...you're still trying for a boy, huh". Or that everyone you've ever met wants to know the sex of your baby more than anyone elses, so there's about 250 people that I have to tell "No, we aren't ever going to have a son". And then there's my husband. I must admit that one of the great joys of having daughters is doing things with them that I did when I was a little girl - watching Beauty and the Beast, collecting Barbies, doing dance and soccer,..the list goes on. But Josh won't have a son to share his baseball card collection with. Or to coach his football team. We had a long drive to Dallas later that day and had time for all of this to sink in, and it really was a tough day for us.

Then our mom got sick. Very sick. We got word while we were in Dallas that our Mimi was in the hospital after having a stroke, and they had found a brain tumor. A malignant, cancerous SOB. We drove from Dallas up to Kansas to be with her. My mother in law raised 5 boys and never got the daughter her heart desired. When I walked into the room she just put her hand on my belly and said "Oh sweetie.. I've been there... I used to wear trench coats when I was pregnant just to avoid the comments".  As ill as she was, she was able to make me smile, and I couldn't help but think of her life and her amazing family. I realized in that moment that she hadn't missed a thing by having all boys. Her experience was different, but still just as wonderful and fulfilling as if she'd had a girl in the mix. Because she was a great mom.

So now we're "over it". Josh was over it a lot quicker than I was, as men usually are, and he is so excited about our upcoming move to Montana, and taking his girls hiking and fishing and camping. Now I do feel silly about getting so emotional over something that is so...petty. But a pregnant woman has a right to do that :)

Our fourth little angel will be here April 10th! (Well, probably a few days early)