Saturday, February 26, 2011
The Little Grand Moments
So I have to write this down before I forget. I came home from work this morning to hear Brinlee try to talk. It was sooo cute! She would take a deep breath and as she exhaled, out came this high pitched, almost sigh, as if she had a rough night and was trying to tell me about it. But, luckily for Dave, she slept well and didn't have a rough night, so I guess it's just her way to start communicating with her voice. She continued to do this until I went over to pick her up, so maybe that was her way of saying "Mom, I'm ready to eat, but don't need to cry about it just yet." I think she liked hearing herself too. She also starting giggling over this past week. The kind of giggle that sometimes makes her little belly shake. I just love it! She really makes it easy on me as I don't have to do a silly dance or make I funny face to hear it either. A simple click sound of my tongue or helping her "clap clap" her hands will do it. Ah, the simple things....
Friday, February 25, 2011
Weighing In
So today is Friday, which for most means excitement as they look forward to the weekend, but for me it means weigh-in day. Ever since I joined the gym a little over 1 month ago, I decided Fridays would be the day I would weigh myself to check my progress. Notice the word progress at the end of the last sentence? That's what I expect after my Friday workouts and the past 4 have shown me progress per the scale, but today was different. It must have been because I was already cutting my workout time due to waking up late and needing to be to the salon for an overdue cut and color in the next hour, but either way it was not what I expected. I've been down 1 pound every week for the past 4 weeks which is when I actually started keeping track and then today happened. So, I step on the old style scale at the gym, you know, the kind that has weights across the top that you move to see how much you weigh, then looked at the number and thought there must be some mistake. So, I stepped off, reset the numbers to 0 and stepped back on. Nope, no mistake, the number from last week was the same as this week. No change. DANG IT! O.K. I'm being dramatic, no doubt, but would have loved to see another pound dropped. The funny thing about this is I'm not even big on the number, but got so caught up in the joy of seeing actual results on the scale, that I suppose I get a little wrapped up in it. Oh and really, why am I being so dramatic anyways? After all, I did not gain. Or maybe I gained muscle. Yes that's gotta be it! No really, I am over it and will continue to keep on working toward my goal. My goal is really just wanting to fit into all of my normal jeans, but wouldn't mind being back to my pre-pregnancy weight which is a far 10 lbs away. That's one of the reasons I decided to join the gym. I wasn't getting the results as fast at home. I used to say that there is no time to go to the gym with kids, but to be honest, I find I have more time and energy for them now than I did before I was working out. Plus, I have that insurance where if I go 12X per month, they will pay $20 of my $35 monthly fee. So, now I must go at least 12X which is great motivation in itself. However, I signed a 18 mo contract, so I'm bound to reach my goal, right? Lets hope this motivation continues or my pocket book and jeans will be disappointed. Oh and in case you wonder why I picked Friday as my weigh-in day, it's because I figured I'd have all week to work off whatever Saturday and Sunday binges would bring!
So, the weight is probably one of the biggest obstacles that comes after having a baby. The next physical thing that affects me is all these thick luscious locks that accumulate during pregnancy, shedding in handfuls once old hormones decide to show up out of the wood work. I swear I could make a wig with all the long strands that I shed! One day my shower wall is bare and clean, and the next day, pow, it looks as if their was a bar brawl going on in the bathroom and the brunette lost. At least I got to know what it felt like to have thick hair. Now my plan is to grow it out, with maintenance trims every so often, and donate it to locks of love. I've done it once before and decided to go so drastically short that Dave barely recognized me. I don't think he would like me to go that short again, so I have to get it pretty long for them to get a decent amount and still leave me with a decent amount.
Well, I know it's only been 3.5 months since Brinlee was born, so I try and tell myself to be patient (not easy for me), and all will be back to normal in no time. But, I'm human and have expectations, which is good I suppose, as long as I remember that change does not happen overnight
So, the weight is probably one of the biggest obstacles that comes after having a baby. The next physical thing that affects me is all these thick luscious locks that accumulate during pregnancy, shedding in handfuls once old hormones decide to show up out of the wood work. I swear I could make a wig with all the long strands that I shed! One day my shower wall is bare and clean, and the next day, pow, it looks as if their was a bar brawl going on in the bathroom and the brunette lost. At least I got to know what it felt like to have thick hair. Now my plan is to grow it out, with maintenance trims every so often, and donate it to locks of love. I've done it once before and decided to go so drastically short that Dave barely recognized me. I don't think he would like me to go that short again, so I have to get it pretty long for them to get a decent amount and still leave me with a decent amount.
Well, I know it's only been 3.5 months since Brinlee was born, so I try and tell myself to be patient (not easy for me), and all will be back to normal in no time. But, I'm human and have expectations, which is good I suppose, as long as I remember that change does not happen overnight
Thursday, February 24, 2011
My Little Loves
I often think about how these moments in my kids lives are going to pass so much faster than I would like. Everyday they say something that I just want to bottle up so I can re-live it again someday. You know, those moments when they are not being so funny or cute and you just want to have something to lighten the mood. I video them, but it's not the same. They tend to stop what they are doing and become obsessed with what they look like in the camera. Still fun to look at though. So, every once in a while I plan to write these moments down and that way they will not be forgotten. I wonder what their memories of this time will be. I wonder if they will remember some of the things I remember.
Lilah: She has this look where she wrinkles her forehead, gets a serious face and says "That's not beary nice Mason. Mom that's not beary nice, is it?"
About a month ago, she woke up, came into our room, went up to Dave and said "Dad, I need my diaper changed." Dave gets out of bed in a groggy state and sees bare buns running ahead of him covered in poop. Turns out she started the process for him. He chased "turd tracks" to Brinlee's room to find her diaper lying dirty side down into the carpet. Needless to say, I was awoke to the shower running and a cry coming from it and the Shark carpet cleaner running. Dave, being as awesome as he is, didn't even wake me to come help!
She's a little smarty. She knows too much as most kids do. She knows every capital letter of the alphabet, can sing "twinkle twinkle" and "are you sleeping", the alphabet, and can count to 11. She knows her shapes and her favorite is a triangle. Her favorite color is pink. The things that come out of her mouth continue to surprise me. She's a spunky little spitfire.
One morning Dave was changing her diaper and noticed she peed on her pajamas. Well, Dave has a potty mouth and says "Oh Lilah, you pissed on your shirt and your pants." Without hesitation, Lilah points to the door and says "I pissed on my bed too!" Yep, gotta watch what we say!
She is a jumping bean. I'm not exaggerating either. This girl jumps more than she walks. She also walks on her tippy toes more than she walks on the flats of her feet. I decided she would love tumbling and found a class for her in town. She loves it so much and does so well that when we had to re-enroll her, the teacher only had a class for 3-5 yo and was confident that Lilah would do just fine. She does do well and her favorite station is the trampoline!
She has a love for Brinlee that does not fade with time. Every morning she wakes up and sees Brinlee, she gets a high pitched "HI BRINLEE, HI BABY!" She puts toys in her crib and in the swing when Brinlee sleeps too. She always has to give her a kiss and hug before she naps or goes to bed. It's priceless! She's such a little mama.
Don't make her mad though! She has a temper that unloads bullets! She will drop to the floor, arch her back, and scream at a pitch that could shatter glass. Her arch in her back is so significant that her toes can touch the back of her head. She's been doing this since 9 mo. The only way I remember that is because we have it on video!
Mason: He's is my sensitive one. He has always been sensitive. As a newborn, his lower lip would quiver when he was so sad. His feelings get hurt easily. He's empathetic.
At this age, he's quite a story teller. I suppose it means he has a good imagination. For instance, he scratched his arm on the door and would tell people "Yeah, I just hurt myself on my dad's dirt bike."
He's been to the doctor more than most who are in their 20's and is actually pretty comfortable while there. One appointment was made because he had a jock itch that did not get better with over the counter creams. Dave was pretty sure it was going to fall off if we didn't get him into the doctor, so hence, an appointment was made. Well, while waiting in the filled waiting room, the doc came by, and Mason and Dave greeted him. Mason also stood up and says loud enough for all to hear, "Hey, are you gonna look at my wiener?" Dave says he could see people trying to hold back their laughs.
Him and Lilah fight a lot. But, I will tell you that at 18 months he shocked me when he layed eyes on her for the 1st time. I was so nervous that he was not going to adjust to a new person in our life, but words cannot describe the look he had when he first met her. It was as if he knew she was coming and he had waited so long to meet her. It was as if he knew her already. It was so sweet!
He loves to fish. Him and Dave go to the nearby pond in the summer and to the lake with my dad in the winter. Since he's quite the story teller, you can just about imagine how big the fish are that he catches. He always makes sure to include "Uncle Bob's gonna be jealous, right dad?" whenever he talks about how big the fish are!
He loves the water so much. He's a fish himself! He's currently in swimming for the second time and Dave said that the first day that they were there, the instructor was going over the rules while the kids waited next to the pool. Mason came right next to Dave and said, "Dad, I'm gonna jump in there." Dave told him to wait and about a minute later Mason says again "Dad, I'm gonna jump in there." Dave said he convinced him to wait and is sure that Mason didn't pay attention to the instructor because he was too excited about jumping in.
Mason is not shy and will talk to anybody. I think he'd make a good politician with his story telling and ability to talk to anyone!
Brinlee: She is so content compared to how Mason and Lilah were as babies. There can be quite a bit of chaos going on here with Mason and Lilah and she can sleep right through it. I think she looks a lot like Mason. So far her eyes are blue and I wonder if she too will have blue eyes. How crazy would that be?! Dave says she's a "Mama's girl" so I'm gonna enjoy it while I can!
There are so many more stories that I have, but this is what comes to mind right now. We need to cherish these moments!
Lilah: She has this look where she wrinkles her forehead, gets a serious face and says "That's not beary nice Mason. Mom that's not beary nice, is it?"
About a month ago, she woke up, came into our room, went up to Dave and said "Dad, I need my diaper changed." Dave gets out of bed in a groggy state and sees bare buns running ahead of him covered in poop. Turns out she started the process for him. He chased "turd tracks" to Brinlee's room to find her diaper lying dirty side down into the carpet. Needless to say, I was awoke to the shower running and a cry coming from it and the Shark carpet cleaner running. Dave, being as awesome as he is, didn't even wake me to come help!
She's a little smarty. She knows too much as most kids do. She knows every capital letter of the alphabet, can sing "twinkle twinkle" and "are you sleeping", the alphabet, and can count to 11. She knows her shapes and her favorite is a triangle. Her favorite color is pink. The things that come out of her mouth continue to surprise me. She's a spunky little spitfire.
One morning Dave was changing her diaper and noticed she peed on her pajamas. Well, Dave has a potty mouth and says "Oh Lilah, you pissed on your shirt and your pants." Without hesitation, Lilah points to the door and says "I pissed on my bed too!" Yep, gotta watch what we say!
She is a jumping bean. I'm not exaggerating either. This girl jumps more than she walks. She also walks on her tippy toes more than she walks on the flats of her feet. I decided she would love tumbling and found a class for her in town. She loves it so much and does so well that when we had to re-enroll her, the teacher only had a class for 3-5 yo and was confident that Lilah would do just fine. She does do well and her favorite station is the trampoline!
She has a love for Brinlee that does not fade with time. Every morning she wakes up and sees Brinlee, she gets a high pitched "HI BRINLEE, HI BABY!" She puts toys in her crib and in the swing when Brinlee sleeps too. She always has to give her a kiss and hug before she naps or goes to bed. It's priceless! She's such a little mama.
Don't make her mad though! She has a temper that unloads bullets! She will drop to the floor, arch her back, and scream at a pitch that could shatter glass. Her arch in her back is so significant that her toes can touch the back of her head. She's been doing this since 9 mo. The only way I remember that is because we have it on video!
Mason: He's is my sensitive one. He has always been sensitive. As a newborn, his lower lip would quiver when he was so sad. His feelings get hurt easily. He's empathetic.
At this age, he's quite a story teller. I suppose it means he has a good imagination. For instance, he scratched his arm on the door and would tell people "Yeah, I just hurt myself on my dad's dirt bike."
He's been to the doctor more than most who are in their 20's and is actually pretty comfortable while there. One appointment was made because he had a jock itch that did not get better with over the counter creams. Dave was pretty sure it was going to fall off if we didn't get him into the doctor, so hence, an appointment was made. Well, while waiting in the filled waiting room, the doc came by, and Mason and Dave greeted him. Mason also stood up and says loud enough for all to hear, "Hey, are you gonna look at my wiener?" Dave says he could see people trying to hold back their laughs.
Him and Lilah fight a lot. But, I will tell you that at 18 months he shocked me when he layed eyes on her for the 1st time. I was so nervous that he was not going to adjust to a new person in our life, but words cannot describe the look he had when he first met her. It was as if he knew she was coming and he had waited so long to meet her. It was as if he knew her already. It was so sweet!
He loves to fish. Him and Dave go to the nearby pond in the summer and to the lake with my dad in the winter. Since he's quite the story teller, you can just about imagine how big the fish are that he catches. He always makes sure to include "Uncle Bob's gonna be jealous, right dad?" whenever he talks about how big the fish are!
He loves the water so much. He's a fish himself! He's currently in swimming for the second time and Dave said that the first day that they were there, the instructor was going over the rules while the kids waited next to the pool. Mason came right next to Dave and said, "Dad, I'm gonna jump in there." Dave told him to wait and about a minute later Mason says again "Dad, I'm gonna jump in there." Dave said he convinced him to wait and is sure that Mason didn't pay attention to the instructor because he was too excited about jumping in.
Mason is not shy and will talk to anybody. I think he'd make a good politician with his story telling and ability to talk to anyone!
Brinlee: She is so content compared to how Mason and Lilah were as babies. There can be quite a bit of chaos going on here with Mason and Lilah and she can sleep right through it. I think she looks a lot like Mason. So far her eyes are blue and I wonder if she too will have blue eyes. How crazy would that be?! Dave says she's a "Mama's girl" so I'm gonna enjoy it while I can!
There are so many more stories that I have, but this is what comes to mind right now. We need to cherish these moments!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Are you done?
Are you done? I get that question a lot now that my 3rd child is born. It's a pretty easy one, but yet not so much. I never like saying yes because it's not entirely true. So, I must go on to explain our plans for the future so not to leave out the fact that we in fact are not "done." You see, ever since I can remember, I've wanted to adopt. I swear if I could have, I would have adopted when I was in kindergarten. I've always liked the idea of caring for someone who needed me. I suppose that's part of the reason I became a nurse. In my senior year of high school we were asked to write a letter to ourselves that we would read 5 years from graduating to see how much we have changed. I wrote that as a part of my life plan, I wanted to adopt. It's just always been a part of my plan. So, when I get asked if I am done, the answer is no. I am done being pregnant, but plan to adopt in a few years. I have to include that in my answer because essentially there is another human being who is going to be just as much a part of this family whether they grew inside of me or not. So, I am explaining that answer quite often and probably will be for a while as people are curious and to me it cannot be answered as just yes or no. If I say no we are not done, people will think I'm going to be knocked up again, but if I say yes we are done then that means they think our family is complete.
I look forward to the day that we adopt. Many wonder where will we adopt from and how old will this person be. I haven't the slightest idea. I am trusting that God will guide us when it is time and until then try not to think about the details too much. There are too many children out there without good homes and it would be an honor to be able to provide a loving home to one of them.
Then, people wonder if we have permanently done anything to make sure we are no longer going to get pregnant. That ones an easy one to answer. The answer is no. I'm a "what if" thinking kindof girl and you just never know what can happen in the future, so if something tragic were to happen, and lets not get to detailed here, I would hate to no longer be able to have the ability or Dave to have the ability to have more children.
I don't mind the questions, but I sometimes wonder if people wish they didn't ask since they get more of an answer than anticipated.
I look forward to the day that we adopt. Many wonder where will we adopt from and how old will this person be. I haven't the slightest idea. I am trusting that God will guide us when it is time and until then try not to think about the details too much. There are too many children out there without good homes and it would be an honor to be able to provide a loving home to one of them.
Then, people wonder if we have permanently done anything to make sure we are no longer going to get pregnant. That ones an easy one to answer. The answer is no. I'm a "what if" thinking kindof girl and you just never know what can happen in the future, so if something tragic were to happen, and lets not get to detailed here, I would hate to no longer be able to have the ability or Dave to have the ability to have more children.
I don't mind the questions, but I sometimes wonder if people wish they didn't ask since they get more of an answer than anticipated.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
So here it is
Wow, creating the title is a lot harder than I thought. I started with "Just Be" but that didn't seem to have enough description. Then went to "Me and Mine" but Dave said it sounded selfish, which I would hope anyone who knows me wouldn't think so, but I suppose if others want to read and don't know me, then they may also think that way. So, I decided on "Me and Everything In Between." Well, actually Dave came up with it and although I thought it was a bit lengthy, I thought it was fitting and also less stressful to just go with it than actually keep racking my brain trying to figure out another name.
Why a blog? Well, I am a big fan of journaling and although I don't plan to vent as I have in my journal, I love that I can express my thoughts a lot faster than actual writing. I'm a little nervous about this though. I always have worried about what people think of me and can take things to heart more than I should, so I feel like a part of me will be opening up a somewhat vulnerable side of myself.
So, Me and Everything In Between is fitting as it will be a glimpse into my mind and also a look at my hubby and kids. They are very entertaining and I want to share some of the hilarious and what I consider precious moments in our lives. So here's to a beginning of what I hope to be a positive experience. An outlet to reflect, look back, and learn.
Why a blog? Well, I am a big fan of journaling and although I don't plan to vent as I have in my journal, I love that I can express my thoughts a lot faster than actual writing. I'm a little nervous about this though. I always have worried about what people think of me and can take things to heart more than I should, so I feel like a part of me will be opening up a somewhat vulnerable side of myself.
So, Me and Everything In Between is fitting as it will be a glimpse into my mind and also a look at my hubby and kids. They are very entertaining and I want to share some of the hilarious and what I consider precious moments in our lives. So here's to a beginning of what I hope to be a positive experience. An outlet to reflect, look back, and learn.
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