The one where it takes forever...

 We almost always go to the cabin for Labor Day. Its one of the last times we get to go up for the year (we traditionally try to go around our anniversary in October before they officially shut it all down, but we dont know if we can go this year). We left Friday evening...later than I had hoped to, but Jace had work and I was doing laundry to go and trying to get my prescriptions filled before we left. I think by the time we got something for dinner and filled up with gas and got off it was around 6:30 ish. Mom and Jeff had left 45-60 minutes before that. I should also mention, that we had the dumb cat with us. Its important to the story.

The stupid highway going into Payson has had a lane shut down all summer because of the fire in June. Because of that it added on an additional 2 hours JUST TO GET TO PAYSON.

It was all stop and go traffic...and it made Nash vomit E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E. We stopped at the gas station to clean him and the car up. Mom and Jeff had stopped to eat in Payson, so we now were almost caught up to them. We finally got back on the road, 15 minutes behind everyone else....only to get COMPLETELY stopped in Star Valley. We inched forward for over an hour, only to get stopped in front of Pete's Place (if you know you know). Mom calls and says its a bad traffic accident, but they are letting cars go through alternating between sides. Her car and Jeff's made it and she promised it wouldnt be long for us.

We were at A DEAD STOP for another hour. I finally had lost my mind...it was midnight at this point and we werent even HALF WAY to the cabin. We had been on the road almost 6 hours. SIX! 

I had Jace get out to see what the heck. A guy started driving back toward Payson yelling out his window that he talked to someone in charge and they had completely shut down the highway because of fatalities and they had no idea when they would open it back up.

So...heres the deal. Nash barely fell asleep around 11:15, and its almost 12:15 now....we have been on the road for almost 6 hours with a CAT who hasnt peed in who knows how long. We have no idea how long we might be there. I turned our car around and drove an hour and a half-ish back home. We walked in our house at 1:30 AM. The cat miraculously DID NOT pee in my car or even meow more than once or twice the WHOLE TIME. Nash whined and cried alot home because he was bummed about not going to the cabin.

I woke up Saturday and did some laundry and decided that we would try again, but go up the Globe way (its traditionally a half hour longer of a drive, but last night made me wary of going Payson). We had to fill up the car with gas AGAIN because of the dumb drive the night before. We left Thor at my parents house (my dad was at home). It felt like it took forever, but was still shorter than if we went the other way. We got to the cabin around 2 pm or so.

I'm glad we went, Nash had so much fun with all of the cousins and even got to drive one of Uncle Gary's quads all by himself! They played make believe, built sandcastles, made a fort, and ran around. 

Nash did launch himself off his bed the first night and landed full force on my uterus. I basically couldnt breathe for like 15 minutes. That was fun.

We planned on leaving around 3 ish, but Jeff's minivan wouldnt start around 10 AM and he trouble shooted ALL DAY. We hooked the battery up to our car--battery was fine. Dad was on the phone...he thinks its the starter. Wain starts trying to figure something out. Jeff and Joe go into town to see about towing it but its Labor day and no one is open. We FINALLY loaded the girls up in our car, and jeff's stuff in mom's and we left around 6 or 630 and left his minivan at the cabin. 

We got home before 930 pm last night. 

It was a doozy of a trip. I do not recommend most of it. lol

Moving Forward

Woo boy. August was the literal WORST.

We started online school the same day that I had my IVF transfer. I was on bed rest and then sick or sore (oh how sore!) from all the meds and shots that I had to do everyday. I was crampy and nauseous (all good signs indicating pregnancy), I lost 5 pounds (I lose weight at the beginning of my pregnancies). 

Then 12 days after that we found out that we lost our babies. 4 days after that we had a conversation with our doctor who told us that we had been pregnant and that i will be miscarrying those babies in the next week or so. 

I miscarried our babies.

All the while still homeschooling, and working.

Then we reached out to discuss another transfer. My IVF coordinator Daina set it up. Our next transfer is scheduled for October. I have to be on birth control pills and other meds while we monitor my lining and other things leading up to it. 

We are nervous.

But we are ready to move forward.

We don't want to be stuck in the sad. In the what ifs. We have more embryos waiting. Its time to keep going.

I'm also really ready for school to start back up again, even for 2 days a week (which is their modified schedule). Everyone in the freaking state has started back up already...why not us?! People are doing Prenda schools--no masks, kids together. Our numbers are going down, not up.

The CDC released information basically owning up to numbers being inflated. Covid is real (our net door neighbor KaraLyn is a nurse had it, so did our neighbors Gary LeSeuer, and Lana Stradling, and Shelice Millett) but its not as deadly for the general population as they have made it out to be. People have lost their livelihoods, the world is in complete chaos, places like New York and California are STILL under lock down 6 MONTHS INTO THIS. 

We are ready to move forward. Yes, our lives will never be the same, but we are ready for our new normal and for people to stop acting how they are acting. We are ready for the election to be over in November so the Democrats and Republicans stop using the American people as their puppets. 

We are ready to move forward past all the blazing HOT weather we are having. Arizona has broken all sorts of records on how many days in a row we have had temps over 110. We have basically not had any monsoon rains.

September in our house is better known as "Sucktember" and I really hope that that doesn't hold up this year. August was sucky, I don't need September to be as well.