Yesterday after school about 15 minutes after we got home the phone rang. It was Hailey's buddy John. What? A boy calling for my daughter? They talked for a while and set-up a play date. Little Johnny will be coming to our house today. Then about an hour later her girlfriend Jessie called. They talked for nearly and hour! What do two 7 year olds talk about for an hour? According to Hailey it was mostly about horses and the slumber party they planned for next week. Jessie will also be coming over, but for a sleepover. Then as I was brushing her hair, she looked in the mirror and grabbed under her chin and said, "I need to get rid of this!" I said, "What? Your neck?" She replied, "No, the fat!" Mama just about had a mini heart attack. What!?! My little girl thinking she is fat? At 7? What is going on? A boy, a slumber party, and thinking she is fat? Is this high school? Clearly it is time to home school. I know I can't shield her forever, but I am just not ready for this.
Hank had his 9 Month check up today. He is the only baby I have had that laughed through his shots. The first one he was laughing so hard he didn't realize what happened. The second one he giggled and as she injected it he looked at me confused and with the third one he was laughing hysterically and it instantly turned into a cry. A baby can only take so much!
I guess we can no longer call him "Hank the Tank." He weighed in at 20 pounds (He feels so much heavier than that. Maybe my pediatrician has the same scale I do!), which is the 35th% and was 29 and 1/2 inches long, 80th%. A long string bean. We are happy to see January go. It has been one sickness after another. First it was RSV then Rotovirus, then a cold and now he has a double ear infection. The poor fella hasn't been able to eat well all month and his weight is showing it.
Aside from that and sleeping worse than a newborn, he is doing great. Hank has started to scoot and can get himself to sitting from his tummy. I am afraid he will be crawling by the start of next week. He also now has object permanence. Unfortunately I can't steal a choking hazard doll shoe away and replace it with a safe toy without a great deal of protest. The pediatrician said we are clear to venture into the finger foods and table foods. It all happens so fast. Wasn't he just my fragile, little newborn? Now he is ready to eat dinner with us. Amazing. We are eager for spring to come and bring health back to house.
My Aunt Kathleen got Hank a Horton for his dedication and the flower has been one of his favorite toys. He loves to wave it around and chew on it. It is delightful. He ends up throwing spit everywhere and if you are really lucky he will rub the slobbery flower all over your face. I am convinced there are little Who people on his flower telling him precisely when to swing it or rub it on your face.
The Lord has blessed our family with another pregnancy! We are praying for an uneventful pregnancy and a healthy baby in September. Oh, no. It is not Max and Kate plus 8. This will be my mom and Snork's 8th grandchild.
Kerrie and Clayton are expecting a baby that is due September 19th, 2009. This is exactly to the day, five years after R.J.'s due date! I have not been handling this no more baby thing very well, so I am excited that now I can just get my baby fix via their precious little bundle.
Congratulations! We are thrilled for both of you. I just have one request... I only have one niece and six nephews, so can you make it a girl? Oh, and one more request... Can the baby stay with me during the day? You can have her back at night. Love you.
This fold up bus has been one of the best toys we have had through the years. The kids still love to load all there babies on the bus and go round and round. It folds up very easily for storage in the closet, making it a mommy favorite too!
Not something you hear everyday, but I love my scale. He is better at lifting my self confidence than just about anything. A woman must have designed him, I am sure of it. He periodically just drops a half a pound here or there. He seems to be in tune with when I am feeling fat because he always seems to lower that number just when I need it most. It is like finding a pair of jeans that fit and say a size or two smaller than you really are. SOLD! It doesn't matter if they are puke green or bright orange. If those babies can get zipped and they say size 6, they just found themselves a new home!
It is amazing really. The kids weigh the same as they do at the doctor's office on my scale and both Max and I weight what we did in high school! Isn't that great?!?!?! As long as I don't look in the mirror, try to put on any of my pre-pregnancy pants, or weigh myself at my mom's house, I am dang skinny! Man, I love that scale. If the kids' weight is accurate, mine must be. I mean, it's not like it could just get off caliber at 100 pounds. Right? It is a digital scale, so I know its not human error. It must be right! I can't understand why it was on clearance at Target. This scale should be worth 100 times what I paid for it. Max should take some notes. He should just come home and say, "You look like a hundred and twenty five pounds today!" Although I wouldn't believe him the way I believe my scale. I would think he had ulterior motives, where I know my scale is just being honest with me.
1. Sick kids
2. RSV- scary respiratory bug that Hank had.
3. Rotovirus-terrible, foul smelling diarrhea and vomiting virus that prays on young children.
4. Karlie and Kaitlin’s gymnastic class on Tuesday
5. Bible Study on Wednesday
6. Library class on Thursday
7. Ballet and Tap on Friday
8. Hailey’s Karate class on Tuesday and Thursday
10. New Moon
11. I have had a change of heart and decided I like my saddle bags and lumpy belly just the way they are.
12. No clean clothes. See numbers 9 and 10
13. I am finding any excuse under the sun because the one time I did go, I felt so out of place that I don’t want to go back. I had my frumpy old sweats, my armpit stained shirt, and my old tennis shoes on. I hadn’t showered or put make-up on and I had a regular water bottle. I didn’t bring my iPod or a cell phone. I was ready to workout and burn some fat!
I became very self conscious as I sat on the exercise bike and took in the people at the gym. Apparently you are suppose to look like you just got done showering after your workout before you even start your workout. Your workout clothes should be nicer than your regular clothes and should accent your rump and chest fairly dramatically. You should be listening to your iPod while running on the treadmill, watching the TVs and texting your friend (I don’t even know how to text, much less text and run at the same time). The really good ones can take a drink from their fancy metal water bottles too. I have a lot to learn about getting in shape gym style. I thought going to the gym was going to be easier than doing it with kids like I have in the past. Now I see, I fit in more with snot nosed kids than the gym kids.
The laundry goes undone. The dishes are piled high in the sink. There are no blog posts. The bills are not paid. Toys are scattered upon the floor. The house is a bloody mess. The kids can be crawling all over me, playing with scissors, or coloring on the walls and I don't even notice it as anything more than I would gnats. They asked, "Can we have candy for breakfasts?" I replied, "Ah-ha," not really registering what it was they were saying. Anything to keep them quiet so I can continue with my new love. I spent three days wrapped up on the couch, the bed, walking with it in my hand to wipe bottoms or change diapers. I devoured page after page into the night, sacrificing my precious sleep.
I have been bitten by the Twilight series. I read the first book in three days, which is quite a feat or defeat, depending on if you are judging the time it took to read with four kids or the state of affairs at the house. I have been sucked into a teen romance novel between a vampire and a high school girl. Sick. But it is oh so good. I am now onto the second one. There are more intellectual reads out there, but this has so much passion and suspense. The nice part is that it is similar to Romeo and Juliet in that they are star crossed lovers. Vampires and people can't get too close, or he might slip and kill her. It really is a thrilling story line. So if you want to let your house fall into a downward spiral, or you have nothing to do for a few days, I strongly recommend you take a bite into Twilight! I will let you know in a few days how New Moon is. It has started off so good I literally had to make a deal with myself not to touch the book all day yesterday. There was just too much to be done.
Well, we didn't drop off the face of the earth. Hank had his first serious respiratory illness. I was a Nervous Nelly waiting to see how he would fare. He had bronchiolitis, which is a viral infection often caused by RSV. It causes babies and small children to cough and wheez due to the swelling in their airways. This is the one parents of babies worry about next to the flu. For five nights I had to sit up with Hank sleeping on my chest so he could breath. I think the virus tries to drowned them in their own secretions. It has snot been very fun around here with a sick little guy and an exhausted mama. But we are on the mend and now all the goo that was in his lungs has to come out over the next week. Good times! This bug gives new meaning to the term snot nosed kid!
Sometimes the best laid plans of mice and men go astray. Mine certainly did. Once we found out Hank was going to be a boy I planned out a beautiful for room for he and Kaitlin to share. The colors were boy enough but soft enough for our little lady. There were ladybugs and dragonflies, cars, plains and boats. It is my favorite room in the house. All the furniture matched and it all went together so nicely. That is, everything but the two children it was meant for.
A toddler and a baby don't exactly make good roommates. One or the other is waking up all the time and then you end up with two kids awake instead of one. Babies sometime take a while getting back to sleep, so this becomes a chore to say the least. So we made a room swap. We now have a girls dorm going on and they have declared "NO BOYS", but if you read the fine print, Daddy and Hank ok.
Doesn't that cherry toddler bed that matches Hank's crib look fantastic with the white bunk beds?
Hailey's white desk got swapped with Kaitlin's bed, so now neither room matches. I am sure people think we are favoring Hank as the only boy by giving him his own room and making the three girls all share, but I had no plans for this!
But everybody is sleeping better and Kaitlin loves the endless sleep over. Getting her and Karlie to quiet down for the night is like getting house full of preteens on a slumber party to go to bed!
Oh, don't worry. I am still completely head over heels for Max. In fact I marvel that I love him for fiercely today than I did 10 years ago. But with all that being said, I realized that I married the wrong man. Ya see I am one of those baby women. I love babies! Hank is at my most favorite age, 6-9 months. They are so fat and cute. They are sleeping well, even if its not through the night, it is enough sleep to make you feel like an alive human again. They can't crawl yet. They can't say no yet. They just sit and smile, giggle and adore you. They love nothing more than to be snuggled in your arms. Its like baby heroin for me!
This is always about the time that I start planning on how to get my next fix. I start thinking about how soon I can convince Max to let me get pregnant. That won't be happening this time. That is where the wrong husband comes into the picture. I should have married a Mormon or Roman Catholic or some guy who was off his rocker enough to let me keep having babies until my uterus fell out. Really, I would. I would keep popin out babies until I physically couldn't, enter Tubal Ligation. If it were in my hands, those babies wouldn't be tied and I would be planning baby #5. I know you have to move on at some point, but couldn't it be when Hailey was old enough to start having kids of her own? Then I could just transfer my fix from my own line to hers. I can't imagine going TWENTY years without a baby! This is agony! I am sure I will go through withdrawals. I am just going to have to find something else to get my high from. But what could possibly match this?Hopefully all of you know me well enough to catch the joking nature of this post. If you happen to be Mormon or Roman Catholic or one of those guys that is off your rocker could you have your wife call me. I have some questions for her.
Something about being cooped-up inside, eating and eating and eating, the cold weather, and the post holiday lull create a powerful desire in many to change. I imagine it was this cyclical pattern that led to setting New Year's Resolutions. I am not immune to these desires. I want to change. My problem is I want to change in so many ways. Last year I set out with 13 resolutions. I wish I could gleefully report that I succeeded at all, but it was more like half. So lets review what I did accomplish and what got tabled to this year.
1. Make more time for Max and I as a couple. I want to go on at least 6 dates this year as opposed to our 2 last year.
Smashed this one! Thanks to a very faithful babysitter (my mom) we went on numerous dates with rock climbing being one of our best!
2. Learn to give or throw away more. We love taking everyone's stuff and have a hard time letting go of stuff long after it has served its purpose.
This one is still a work in progress. I have donated a lot this year and given away all my baby stuff (sniff, sniff).
3. Start a daily devotional.
I never made a daily devotional but did start attending a ladies Bible Study. I love going and spending an hour and half with women and God. The study gives me the direction and guidelines I need. So I think I will put this in the accomplished side.
4. Compete in the Tri For the Cure's Buddy relay team this August. Since Version 4.0 won't be out until May, that will give me only 3 months to train. I think I can do it if I only have one event (the swim) to train for. We will see how tired I am.
5. Lose baby weight by New Year's.
The scale says the right number but I still can't fit in my jeans. Do you think they shrunk sitting in the dresser for over a year?
6. Take one vacation to somewhere.
7. Clean my bathroom more. The guest one gets regular cleaning, but since no one sees mine it gets neglected.
8. Not be a "frumpy" mom. Warning Max- this may involve shopping.
Is it possible to get even worse than frumpy? Now not only do I wear clothes that look as tired as I feel, they all have Hank vomit stains all over them. I am sure Max can't wait to come home and nuzzle up to my sweet scent of freshly puked peas and breast milk. This is definitely tabled to 2009.
Failed. I bought some new little toothpicks. Maybe that will help this year. Going strong so far all four days this year!
10. Knit something.
11. Sew something.
12. Read at least 4 books. My Secret Unicorn and Dragon Tales don't count.
What a loser! I read 2 books, and I had to wait to do this post so I could finish the second one. I read Plain Truth by Jodi Picoult. It weaves a good tale of when the Amish world intersects with the American judicial system. Very entertaining. The second book I read was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. So pathetic, I know. Hailey's peers are reading it and I wanted to proof read it to see if I thought she should read it. It was a cute book but I decided to not let Hailey read it. I think she could have handled the reading level but she is a very imaginative girl and I think it is a bit much for her, especially when killing unicorns is involved. So I guess I have to add two books in addition to the four I want to read this year.
13. Learn how to budget.
1. We started the New Year off right with a family bike ride. Hank went for his first bike ride. This was a good warm up for the training Max and I will be doing this year. We have decided to do a triathlon together. We are going to try and do an off road one in July. I am excited and scared to do a coed triathlon. The Tri for the Cure was a women's only triathlon and it was a very safe and supportive environment with all makes and models of women. I imagine a coed one won't be quite as laid back but I am really looking forward to doing it with Max! It should be interesting training with four kids. I thought three was a challenge.
Last year we started a day of new for New Year's Day where we wear something new, eat something new, watch a new movie, and play a new game. This year, once again the new item for everyone was undies and socks. I can always count on Santa to provide those in the stocking! For our movie, the kids chose Kung Fu Panda. The kids had seen it before but Max and I had never watched it. It was a cute family movie. Our new game was Jenga which even Kaitlin could play with us. Kaitlin actually won one of the rounds.We tried two new foods this year. Hailey had seen pink cheese at the market and has been begging me to buy it. I thought it was mold making it pink and tried to persuade her otherwise but she was sure she really wanted to try the pink cheese. Karlie thought anything pink must taste good, so I grabbed that and a star fruit just in case the cheese was a bomb. The cheese is called Windsor Red Cheese and gets it color from wine, not fancy mold. It is very creamy and smooth. The kids liked it much more than the star fruit. We had a really nice day of new but somethings never change, notice the laundry waiting to be folded in the background? :)