We blessed Charlie in February. I'm just now posting these. Story of my life right now. But man is this boy cute. And heavy. And I still feel blessed just to be his mom.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Blessed
We blessed Charlie in February. I'm just now posting these. Story of my life right now. But man is this boy cute. And heavy. And I still feel blessed just to be his mom.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Six on Sunday
1. This week we registered Addie for kindergarten. As we approached the school, she was wide-eyed and exclaimed, "This looks like a really nice place." While I was busy filling out papers, she was busy looking around, recognizing some kids from church and checking out the social scene. She told me "I'm just looking at all of these kids and wondering who is going to be my new friends!" She was pretty much adorable and now many things are referenced in terms of things she wants to accomplish before she goes to kindergarten.
2. My brother and sister-in-law were in town this weekend and allowed Pat and I to have a much needed break yesterday. We started out by taking Addie and Sam out for a double date, and Sam thought the term double date was hilarious. We had fun with the kids, dropped them off and ran errands, then came home for a bit and went back out for dinner. It was a good day, I must say. Back to real life this week.
3. After about 2 1/2 weeks off dairy, we've reunited and it feels so good. I took Charlie to the doc on Monday and he pointed out that since Charlie had immunizations 2 days before the bloody diaper, it could've been a reaction to the rota-virus vaccine. When Sam had that one it caused vomiting for a couple of days, so I should've been on my toes. We're still going to rule out some things, but he seems much improved. So relieved Charlie seems to be doing great (all 18 pounds of him!) and dairy is back in my life.
4. Sam is getting his tonsils removed in April. The ENT was very thorough in her explanation of how bad his recovery will potentially be. She prepared me to expect it to feel like I have a newborn again for about two weeks. Then she asked, "Do you have a newborn?". Well, he'll be 3 months this week, so 4 months by the time we do tonsils, but still, essentially, yes. Oh boy.
5. I visited In-N-Out 3 days in a row this week. I had a milkshake each time. I'm now on In-N-Out strike if I don't want my stomach/bum/thighs/etc. to go Out-Out-Out.
6. Last week Addie put on hairspray herself one day before school. She looked like most little girls do when they apply hairspray for the first time. I couldn't hold back the laughter, but tried to not hurt her feelings by explaining that I remembered doing the same thing when I was learning to use hairspray. Later she told Pat on the phone, "Dad, today I learned about hairspray." A lesson all women must learn at some point, I say. Now is a good a time as any, especially before she starts kindergarten.
2. My brother and sister-in-law were in town this weekend and allowed Pat and I to have a much needed break yesterday. We started out by taking Addie and Sam out for a double date, and Sam thought the term double date was hilarious. We had fun with the kids, dropped them off and ran errands, then came home for a bit and went back out for dinner. It was a good day, I must say. Back to real life this week.
3. After about 2 1/2 weeks off dairy, we've reunited and it feels so good. I took Charlie to the doc on Monday and he pointed out that since Charlie had immunizations 2 days before the bloody diaper, it could've been a reaction to the rota-virus vaccine. When Sam had that one it caused vomiting for a couple of days, so I should've been on my toes. We're still going to rule out some things, but he seems much improved. So relieved Charlie seems to be doing great (all 18 pounds of him!) and dairy is back in my life.
4. Sam is getting his tonsils removed in April. The ENT was very thorough in her explanation of how bad his recovery will potentially be. She prepared me to expect it to feel like I have a newborn again for about two weeks. Then she asked, "Do you have a newborn?". Well, he'll be 3 months this week, so 4 months by the time we do tonsils, but still, essentially, yes. Oh boy.
5. I visited In-N-Out 3 days in a row this week. I had a milkshake each time. I'm now on In-N-Out strike if I don't want my stomach/bum/thighs/etc. to go Out-Out-Out.
6. Last week Addie put on hairspray herself one day before school. She looked like most little girls do when they apply hairspray for the first time. I couldn't hold back the laughter, but tried to not hurt her feelings by explaining that I remembered doing the same thing when I was learning to use hairspray. Later she told Pat on the phone, "Dad, today I learned about hairspray." A lesson all women must learn at some point, I say. Now is a good a time as any, especially before she starts kindergarten.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
My favorite Valentine
In this series of posts about the goings on of my valentines, I'm most overwhelmed to write this one.
-Pat has been nothing but 100% amazing since my dad came. He's by my side always helping with care for my dad or care for our kids or our home, and he is my true help-meet.
-He's starting a new job (because we felt like we needed a little more life change right now. :) ) Still at the same company, but working for the local division in a senior-level position instead of for corporate. It will be a great move for him and I'm so proud of his desire to learn and grow in his career.
-I have never been more aware of the importance of the priesthood in our home, and I'm so grateful for a husband who holds the priesthood and uses it to bless his family. I've had my fair share of hard days lately. And break downs. And he's always there to step up and lead and bless. And I couldn't do any of this without him.
Pat is currently: incredibly patient, an amazing dad making time for our kids and giving them the attention they need right now, taking the baby so I can take naps when possible, understanding to the max, supportive when I need to leave the house, thoughtful and genuine, the love of my life
-Pat has been nothing but 100% amazing since my dad came. He's by my side always helping with care for my dad or care for our kids or our home, and he is my true help-meet.
-He's starting a new job (because we felt like we needed a little more life change right now. :) ) Still at the same company, but working for the local division in a senior-level position instead of for corporate. It will be a great move for him and I'm so proud of his desire to learn and grow in his career.
-I have never been more aware of the importance of the priesthood in our home, and I'm so grateful for a husband who holds the priesthood and uses it to bless his family. I've had my fair share of hard days lately. And break downs. And he's always there to step up and lead and bless. And I couldn't do any of this without him.
Pat is currently: incredibly patient, an amazing dad making time for our kids and giving them the attention they need right now, taking the baby so I can take naps when possible, understanding to the max, supportive when I need to leave the house, thoughtful and genuine, the love of my life
All about Charlie
Oh, my baby love.
-Charlie is the gentle giant. Weighing in at over 16 pounds at his 2 month check, he is definitely my biggest baby (Sam weighed around 14 pounds at 2 months) and his chub is irresistable. He has rolls in places I've never seen them before and looks a lot bigger than a 2 month old.
-We blessed our boy last weekend and had a great time with family in town. When pictures finally finish downloading (they've been at it for an hour since I started this post) I'll get them up. He looked oh so sweet and his blessing was perfect.
-Charlie is testing my dedication to nursing with a new-found cow milk protein intolerance. As a girl who has always proclaimed ice cream as my favorite food, it's a bit of a struggle, but we're making it through. It was rather disheartening to find a diaper full of blood, especially given Pat's issues. Hopefully eliminating dairy from my diet will resolve all of Charlie's issues.
Charlie is currently: a spit-up machine (I've taken to using receiving blankets as burp cloths which still end up soaked by the end of his post-feeding burps), smiling on cue, sleeping fairly well except when the binky is lost, loving naps in the swing, cuddling my cares away
-Charlie is the gentle giant. Weighing in at over 16 pounds at his 2 month check, he is definitely my biggest baby (Sam weighed around 14 pounds at 2 months) and his chub is irresistable. He has rolls in places I've never seen them before and looks a lot bigger than a 2 month old.
-We blessed our boy last weekend and had a great time with family in town. When pictures finally finish downloading (they've been at it for an hour since I started this post) I'll get them up. He looked oh so sweet and his blessing was perfect.
-Charlie is testing my dedication to nursing with a new-found cow milk protein intolerance. As a girl who has always proclaimed ice cream as my favorite food, it's a bit of a struggle, but we're making it through. It was rather disheartening to find a diaper full of blood, especially given Pat's issues. Hopefully eliminating dairy from my diet will resolve all of Charlie's issues.
Charlie is currently: a spit-up machine (I've taken to using receiving blankets as burp cloths which still end up soaked by the end of his post-feeding burps), smiling on cue, sleeping fairly well except when the binky is lost, loving naps in the swing, cuddling my cares away
All about Addie
This girl never ceases to amaze me.
-She is a sensitive soul which although it can be trying sometimes, it may also be one of her greatest strengths. It's been sweet to watch her think about my dad as she goes about her day, drawing pictures for him (which include fancy illustrations like his cane) or stopping to play cards or show him her Barbies. I really appreciate her including him.
-She is a huge help. She loves Charlie and always wants to hold him. She's the first to run back to get a burp cloth or diaper or whatever I need (and luckily if she's not around, Sam's happy to help, too). She's tickled pink when Charlie smiles at her and coos, and I love watching that nurturing instinct in my sweet girl.
-She is oh so girly. Sometimes this means oh so dramatic. Always it means oh so concerned with her appearance and her accessories and her lip gloss and her clothes. Oh, her clothes. We've gone the rounds so many times about what she wears. I miss the days when I could dress her in whatever I wanted. I miss the days when putting on shoes did not start world war III. But I appreciate her desire to look her best. And I pray that I can instill a healthy body image and confidence in her so that she realizes no amount of accessories or lip gloss or clothes can make her any more beautiful than she already is.
Addie is currently: eating as many grape tomatoes as I'll let her eat, concerned with making healthy choices and helping my dad get better, listening to my every word and trying to figure out how the world works, nervous and excited about kindergarten in the fall (registration is in 9 days!), writing letters and drawing pictures with reckless abandon, playing with Sam the majority of every day, amazing me with her maturity and her love
-She is a sensitive soul which although it can be trying sometimes, it may also be one of her greatest strengths. It's been sweet to watch her think about my dad as she goes about her day, drawing pictures for him (which include fancy illustrations like his cane) or stopping to play cards or show him her Barbies. I really appreciate her including him.
-She is a huge help. She loves Charlie and always wants to hold him. She's the first to run back to get a burp cloth or diaper or whatever I need (and luckily if she's not around, Sam's happy to help, too). She's tickled pink when Charlie smiles at her and coos, and I love watching that nurturing instinct in my sweet girl.
-She is oh so girly. Sometimes this means oh so dramatic. Always it means oh so concerned with her appearance and her accessories and her lip gloss and her clothes. Oh, her clothes. We've gone the rounds so many times about what she wears. I miss the days when I could dress her in whatever I wanted. I miss the days when putting on shoes did not start world war III. But I appreciate her desire to look her best. And I pray that I can instill a healthy body image and confidence in her so that she realizes no amount of accessories or lip gloss or clothes can make her any more beautiful than she already is.
Addie is currently: eating as many grape tomatoes as I'll let her eat, concerned with making healthy choices and helping my dad get better, listening to my every word and trying to figure out how the world works, nervous and excited about kindergarten in the fall (registration is in 9 days!), writing letters and drawing pictures with reckless abandon, playing with Sam the majority of every day, amazing me with her maturity and her love
All about Sam
A few things I need to record for posterity about this energetic 3 year old boy.
-Sam has a friend named Danny. Danny came to play recently because his mom helped me out and kept my kids while I took my dad to another appointment. Danny told his mom he wanted to come to "Bam's house" soon. I told Sam that Danny wanted to come to "Bam's house" and Sam said, "dilly Danny, I not Bam, I Dam." He still has trouble with those S's. I'm equally amused to hear him call the neighbor's dog, "Die! Dum here." The dog's name is Sky. Can't you tell?
-A few weeks ago Sam was getting in trouble and I asked him what he wanted me to take away (usually a toy or movie or some beloved item goes into time-out). Without missing a beat, he kept playing and said "Charlie." I guess I know how he feels about his new baby brother. It was hard not to laugh as I tried to communicate that taking Charlie away wasn't an option.
-Sam recently watched Super Why about the tooth fairy. He was telling me all about losing teeth and how the tooth fairy would then come visit him. I assured him that not only would she visit, but she'd give him money when he lost a tooth. "Oh, so I can buy a new tooth." Makes perfect sense, now doesn't it.
-A couple of weeks ago Pat went in to tuck Sam in and found his head covered in some thick sticky substance. We quickly discovered the uncovered tub of vaseline with tell-tale finger marks having scooped out a large amount. He then rubbed it all over his head. Despite multiple hair washings the next day, we couldn't get it out, so I gave him a hair cut later that night. When asked what he was thinking, he quickly replied, "I wanted my hair pikey (spikey). I needed product." Some things remind me quickly that he has a big sister.
-Sam is currently: obsessed with my dad's cane, always on the lookout for treats and trying to avoid nutrition, still loving his Christmas and birthday stash (Star Wars, firemen, and Batman are found everywhere), filling his bed every night with the most random of things to be found around his room, snoring like a trucker and getting ready for a consult to have his tonsils removed, wearing pull-ups on busy days and underwear when we're home all day in hopes of potty training starting to sink in, holding my hand when we're out and about and melting my heart
-Sam has a friend named Danny. Danny came to play recently because his mom helped me out and kept my kids while I took my dad to another appointment. Danny told his mom he wanted to come to "Bam's house" soon. I told Sam that Danny wanted to come to "Bam's house" and Sam said, "dilly Danny, I not Bam, I Dam." He still has trouble with those S's. I'm equally amused to hear him call the neighbor's dog, "Die! Dum here." The dog's name is Sky. Can't you tell?
-A few weeks ago Sam was getting in trouble and I asked him what he wanted me to take away (usually a toy or movie or some beloved item goes into time-out). Without missing a beat, he kept playing and said "Charlie." I guess I know how he feels about his new baby brother. It was hard not to laugh as I tried to communicate that taking Charlie away wasn't an option.
-Sam recently watched Super Why about the tooth fairy. He was telling me all about losing teeth and how the tooth fairy would then come visit him. I assured him that not only would she visit, but she'd give him money when he lost a tooth. "Oh, so I can buy a new tooth." Makes perfect sense, now doesn't it.
-A couple of weeks ago Pat went in to tuck Sam in and found his head covered in some thick sticky substance. We quickly discovered the uncovered tub of vaseline with tell-tale finger marks having scooped out a large amount. He then rubbed it all over his head. Despite multiple hair washings the next day, we couldn't get it out, so I gave him a hair cut later that night. When asked what he was thinking, he quickly replied, "I wanted my hair pikey (spikey). I needed product." Some things remind me quickly that he has a big sister.
-Sam is currently: obsessed with my dad's cane, always on the lookout for treats and trying to avoid nutrition, still loving his Christmas and birthday stash (Star Wars, firemen, and Batman are found everywhere), filling his bed every night with the most random of things to be found around his room, snoring like a trucker and getting ready for a consult to have his tonsils removed, wearing pull-ups on busy days and underwear when we're home all day in hopes of potty training starting to sink in, holding my hand when we're out and about and melting my heart
Monday, February 1, 2010
February?
Wow, I guess my silence on the old blog was a big enough statement letting everyone know how we're doing. :) Actually, we're adjusting quite nicely. Things got changed due to insurance reasons, so after the week of fun with Amy, we were off to Boise on Monday to go through training, and we drove back Wednesday, the 20th. So, today is day 13 and so far so good. In some ways it's harder than I ever imagined. The pace of life is hard to keep up with, but I know it will continue to improve and we will continue to adjust. The daily routine includes foot care and putting on TED hose, checking blood sugars 4 times a day and administering insulin at least twice a day, more often as needed, making healthy low-carb meals for my dad on a fairly strict schedule, usually at least one appointment every day be it doctor or physical therapy, helping with exercises, and taking care of my own family. When it comes right down to it, we have been so incredibly blessed, and that is how we are making it through. I'll be back to post soon. My kids have done too many cute things lately I don't want to forget.
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