So, the day after Christmas Randy and I were laying in bed talking about the plans for the day... I always go shopping the day after, I love it, but then what? Play in the snow? Take the kids to the "dizzy" park? Madagascar 2? What should we do? We hadn't decided yet, so we were just going to see where the day took us. When I got up to go to the bathroom, all my plans went out the door, a feeling that I know all too well...... A KIDNEY STONE!!! That's right, I was going to give birth instead of play that day. I was so mad. I decided to try to shop, so I took do pyridium (dialates the urinary tract to make the stone pass "easier") and headed out to Target. I got as far as the gas station and decided to go back home. On the way home, I noticed that our friend, Paul was in front of me, so I texted him to go to my house for a blessing. Thank goodness he was there in no time, Randy and Paul gave me a Priesthood blessing and I was off to the doctor's office to get pain pills. This would be my 6th kidney stone since April 2004. At least I know the tricks.... pyridium, percocet, and more water than a camel would drink. Unfortunately, I have to take enough percocet that I can't function as a mom. I'm lucky that Randy was there. I was pretty much delirious the whole day. Thank goodness for Heather bringing dinner, I was thinking the kids would be happy with popcorn, she's so considerate. So, 19 short hours later, I gave birth to a stone that I named, "Little Big Juan" (sounds like One). This one was one of the easier ones I have had, no hospital and not a lot of throwing up, so it wasn't a bad labor. Next time, I'm going right to labor and delivery and asking for an epidural!!! When I was in Heaven and filled out the questionaire, the one that asked if I wanted to get stoned, I thought it sounded like fun and marked YES... that'll teach me.