Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Just a little brain mush.

I have so much to blog about but haven't been able to find the time lately. I think I may need to just have random brain dumps on here a little more often. I'm wearing myself out trying to remember everything...and then I don't. Case in point: I know there's tons I wanted to post about life and the kids but instead I just have a bunch of randomness floating around in my mind.

Like, how last week I went an entire hour in public with my shirt tucked up into my bra. At BSF no less. I talked to several of the nursery teachers, a few friends, made it through the hymns and was all the way upstairs in my class before I realized that the bottom half of my shirt was hiding. Thankfully I had a tank on underneath or I seriously would have died right there...but I was still mortified nonetheless. Breastfeeding fail.

And how my heart melted a couple of weeks ago when Harrison said those priceless three words to me for the first time ever. I love you. Shortly followed by I love you, Mommy. Um, SQUEE! I have waited almost 2 years to hear his little voice say those words. I'm pretty sure he could get just about anything he wants out of me once he realizes just how powerful that ammo is. If I wasn't in trouble before I definitely am now. (and we will just completely ignore the fact that 30 minutes later he had changed his tune and was instead whining No love, Mommy. No love. And not at all because I was relentlessly pestering him to repeat his new phrase. I would never, ever do such a thing. What am I, desperate?)

And how I am so, SO over reflux. What a joy-stealer. I know it sounds trivial but I just want to be able to dress my cutie-pie-of-a-daughter up in adorable outfits without them getting soaked immediately or having to pack several outfits, bibs, and burp cloths just to leave the house. She goes through a dozen bibs a day and we've even busted out Harrison's old ratty stained boy ones for her to wear when we're low on hers. When I was getting her dressed today I bent down to pick up an outfit out of the laundry basket and she projectiled all over the entire pile of clean clothes. Maybe it's just her way of telling me I shouldn't take 3 days to actually put them away, but still! Enough with the vomiting, please. Please?

And how I just recently chopped off more of my hair to hide the fact that I have "baby bangs". I thought it was just a fluke after I had Harrison, but I noticed I have 1 inch sections along my hairline growing in now as well. Google confirmed that changes in hormones after pregnancy can cause hair loss and the oh-so-flattering regrowth. So for now, I'm sporting some side sweeping bangs while I wait for the rest to catch up.

And how tomorrow is my very last day to have my son as a one-year-old. It'll be my final day to have 2 under 2. So does that mean life is about to get easier? I mean, 2 is a pretty easy age, right? Ha! I've been getting a taste of the Terrible Twos for several months now, and let's just say that I'm a litttttle scared of what's in store. But I'm also incredibly excited for what's in store...every day that stinker makes my heart smile.

And how I have SO much I need to be doing right now instead of this. Saturday morning is The Toddler's birthday party and I, being the completely-anal-retentive-type-a-ocd-overachieving-freak detail-oriented person that I am, have created quite the to-do list for myself. What can I say? I like a little pressure. Besides, I've had a lot of fun pinterest-ing. And I have the hot glue gun blisters to prove it. (Unfortunately, Harrison has one, too. Not a very proud mom moment for me...I felt terrible!)

And how I'm wrapping this up now because I really need to get back to crafting/cleaning/baking/generally rocking at being BA.


Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Thankful

I have so very much to give thanks for this year!

I'm thankful for these two little turkeys:


Speaking of turkeys, I'm thankful for a day spent cooking with my mom and grandma and eating my favorite meal of the entire year. And finally being able to thoroughly enjoy my favorite meal of the entire year after two consecutive Thanksgivings of being pregnant and sick. Ha!

I'm thankful for days like today, where we've had nothing to do and so we've done just that.

I'm thankful that despite the fact that it seems like we see one doctor or another on a weekly basis my family is in excellent health.

I'm thankful for my furry kids. Including this one, who turns eleven today. ELEVEN? I remember picking her out of the puppy litter like it was yesterday.


I'm thankful that it is now acceptable to blare Christmas music! Woo hoo!

I'm thankful for dear friends and family, near and far away.

I'm thankful for the unconditional love and grace from a God who loves each and every one of us!

Happy Thanksgiving! Or day-after-Thanksgiving :)

Hmm Steph, could you look any happier to have your picture taken?

Steph and Addison

A turkey giving birth to Rick. Even though turkeys don't actually give birth.

Hunter, striking a pose

Michelle, taking a nap on the stairs?

Steve, carving the turkey and doing a little trash talking about the quality of the knife selection

The Boones! Love these people.
Zoe and Harper

Getting a little football action in

Learning some moves


Fun at the park

Julian, the soccer pro
The Thomsons. Love this family, too!
My grandparents

My bro and his girlfriend. The first girlfriend he's ever introduced to the family, I might add ;)

Harrison and Uncle Connor

Harrison and Beda. Can you tell he is a bit of an attention hog?
The Boyds, Thanksgiving 2011
 

Friday, November 18, 2011

Oxygen and Tee Pees

This week has been one of those weeks where you feel like you have so much going on that you forget to come up for air. Today, I feel like I finally caught my breath. Oxygen is nice. I need to remember that.

A good portion of Tuesday was spent at the hospital, holding my breath. I mentioned that Harper's pediatrician wanted her to have an ultrasound because her head was measuring larger than normal. I did a really good job of not getting too nervous or worried about it...after all, her brother has a pretty big noggin himself. But that all changed when the radiologist was concerned because her fluid levels were elevated and they wanted to do further testing on her. He asked us to wait in the waiting room while he consulted with her pediatrician and was going to squeeze us in for a ct scan. Unfortunately for my nerves the term "squeeze" meant waiting and worrying and googling diagnoses on my phone for the next 2 1/2 hours. I'm so thankful that Rick insisted on going with us. And I'm so thankful that Mary insisted on sticking around and was therefore able to pick up Harrison from school while we were stuck at the hospital.

There is just something completely wrong about seeing a baby on a hospital bed. She looked so tiny. She must have known I was worried sick because she was flashing us the biggest smiles while the doctor was strapping her to the table. She didn't fuss one bit. I think she must have thought she was being swaddled up for a nap or something!

The test results came back later that afternoon and her doctor called me to discuss them. She has something called benign subarachnoid effusions, which basically means she has excess fluid on her brain located in pockets its not supposed to be pooling in. But, praise God, it is a harmless condition that typically alleviates itself by age 2. He said that unlike hydrocephalus, her fluid volume isn't causing any brain deformities or damage at all and the scan came back showing a perfectly formed brain. She won't need any further testing or screening unless she develops any symptoms. The only thing we have to be careful about is that she's at a little bit of a higher risk of having subdural bleeding if she has any head trauma, but other than that she is perfectly fine. Believe me when I say I could have bear hugged her doctor right through the phone when he told me that!

Wednesday was filled with BSF and lunch with girlfriends and lots of cooking and baking. Our small group had our Thanksgiving meal that night and I made a couple of dishes to take. I also baked pumpkin bread for Harrison's teachers and  cupcakes in waffle cones for Harrison's class' craft project I mentioned before. I was a little worried about the tee pee project there for a while. They kept tipping over and spilling batter all over my oven. I had to open the windows because of all the smoke but in the end I think they turned out to be pretty cute!

Thursday was Harrison's Thanksgiving Feast. I also had a doctor appointment that morning, so I had to rush to get him and all the party supplies and food dropped off to make it all the way across town in time for my check up. Is it creepy that I'm a little sad I won't need to see my OB again for an entire year? I've been a regular for the last couple of years and it's going to be weird not seeing him all the time, ha! (He did tell me I could fix that and just get pregnant again. Heh. Sorry Doc, I don't like you that much.) After my appointment I had to immediately rush back to Harrison's school to start setting up for the party. Harper did great -- she actually slept through the whole thing and I got to give her brother my undivided attention. It was so fun seeing him in the classroom setting with all of his friends!








Thursday, November 17, 2011

Friday (as in last)

So....I'm a little behind on finishing up my Week in the Life series. It's kind of fitting though. I'm behind on a lot of things right now so blogging about how crazy life is lately is no exception. This will be the last post in the series and after reading through the other four I'm kind of thinking I picked the wrong week to document. It was pretty out of the norm considering we went out of town one of the days and then Harrison was visiting his grandma for two of the days. Oh well...it still gives a glimpse into the chaos that is life right now and it was kind of fun to do. Time consuming to keep track and write about all of the details, but I know I'll so appreciate looking back and reading it later!

Friday:

Don't remember if Harper slept through the night or not. I think we were up for the day around 6:30 because I had to feed her, get us both bathed and ready, eat breakfast, pack the diaper bag, and get to Mom's house by 9.


8:30a.m. - I do remember this is when Harper had her first blowout of the day. Always right when we're trying to get out the door but I was grateful that it was before we got out the door. I changed her and treated her clothes and diaper pad cover and crossed my fingers that it wouldn't stain because I had dressed her in a super cute outfit.

9:00a.m. - Got to Mom's house. On time. Woo hoo! Picked her up and headed into Houston for the Nutcracker Market. WOO HOO!

9:45a.m. - Got to the Reliant Center and nursed Harper in the car before we went in. They don't allow strollers because it is super crowded so I loaded her up in my Baby K'Tan and prayed she didn't puke all over the place :)




10:00a.m. - Entered Mayhem and tried not to get freaked out by the insane number of people in my personal space. Began the shop-till-we-drop fun that is the Nutcracker Market!


11:00a.m. - Harper had her second diaper mishap the day. She was strapped on my chest and I could feel the warmth and was very afraid of what I was going to find when we surveyed the damage. Thankfully it was contained. Whew! My mom offered to take a turn carrying her and I gladly accepted.

11:30a.m. - All the pooping must have pooped out Harper. Hardy-har-har. But seriously, how cute is it that she fell asleep in the carrier?



12:30p.m. - All the shopping worked up quite the appetites. We ate ridiculously priced baked potatoes and paid an absurd amount of money for a bottle of water.


1:00p.m. - While I was sitting there eating lunch I felt another diaper bomb go off. This time I knew it wasn't going to be good. We went to change her and yep. Leakage. Just a little spot, though. Certainly not enough to warrant the 5 mile trek back to the car for a change of clothes. Yes, I just dried it up and let her stay her poop-stained outfit. But did I mention it was just a little spot? And that we were parked really far away? And that there was a lot of shopping to be done? Yes, my hygiene standards have taken a severe nosedive over the last 2 years. (Don't judge!) Who would have ever thought that so much poo could come out of such a sweet little cutie like this?


1:30p.m. - We located the least crowded spot we could find so I could nurse Harper.

2:00p.m. - Yet another diaper dilemma. This time it did warrant the long voyage to the car. There was a group of ladies tailgating next to our car. About 8 women sitting in lawn chairs drinking wine and eating hors d'oeuvres...talk about your die-hard shoppers, right? We changed Harper and headed back and luckily a bicycle taxi took pity on us and our heavy load and offered us a free ride. He was a genuinely nice kid. It was very refreshing to find a genuinely nice kid.


3:00p.m. - Another nap in the carrier. Sweetness.


4:30p.m. - The fifth and final diaper disaster occurred and we decided to call it a day. Made the trip back to the car and cleaned her up and nursed her before we got on the road.

5:00p.m. - Houston rush hour traffic, how I SO don't miss you! It was pretty nice taking the HOV lane and speeding by the stopped cars. I never got to do that when I was commuting.

6:00p.m. - Rushing by this point to get myself freshened up and Harper fed and putting together food and craft supplies to take with me to book club. This was the first meeting for our west campus girls and I got the chance to meet some nice ladies. We just hung out and played a game and ate. It is so refreshing to get a mommy-free night in when I can!

12:00a.m. - Got home and nursed Harper again. Got ready for bed and I'm pretty sure I was asleep within 20 seconds of my head hitting the pillow.

It was a completely exhausting day, but lots of fun! I seriously can't believe we were there for 7 hours without a stroller. Harper did SO great. She didn't fuss at all and loved looking at everything and getting tons of attention from people. Last time I went to the Nutcracker Market I was HUUUGELY pregnant with Harrison and was trying to walk myself into labor. (It didn't work.) I remember thinking that it was a good thing I wasn't having a girl because I would have gone broke with all the insanely adorable girly boutique items they have there. Well this year I got to actually get a few of them. I was practicly giddy. Courtesy of Mamaw, look at how precious this little smocked Christmas dress is:



A great way to end a great week!
Total number of people swarming through the market: 1.2 billion (or at least it felt like it)
Total number of miles walked: If I had to guess, probably 5
Total hours I carried a 17lb baby strapped to my chest: 6 (I think I may need back surgery)
Total number of strangers who felt it is completely acceptable to touch my baby: I lost count, but at least 10. I know her chubby cheeks are incredibly enticing, but come on. Boundaries people, boundaries!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Thursday

1:00 a.m. - Harper woke up crying. I was already 10 minutes into nursing her before I remembered the doctor suggested I stop nursing her when she wakes up in the middle of the night. Oops. I swaddled her and put her in her swing and she went back to sleep.

6:30 a.m. - Time to get up. I fed Harper and had to get in a few snuggles with both my kiddos. Harrison made it through the night (the few other times we've let him sleep with us he usually ends up back in his crib very quickly after kicking us in the face) and I so I enjoyed a few minutes of cuddling before he had a chance to wake up and put a stop to it.


7:00 a.m. - I got up to get Harper changed (after another blowout...I feel like I have a newborn again!). Harrison got up shortly after and I fixed him breakfast. Just waffles and a banana today because I was sleepy. He was sleepy too, and not in a very good mood. He threw a fit because I tore his waffle in half. Then he threw a fit because I wouldn't give him his Go Diego Go cup (it is not spill proof).  After he ate (or didn't eat) I changed his diaper and got him dressed. Then I got myself ready. Then I made a note to go buy a flat iron today! I finished packing the bags and loading the car and fixed me breakfast. Pop tarts in the car....breakfast of champions!

9:00 a.m. - Time for Pee Wee School. Harrison threw a fit because Harper was riding in the stroller and he wanted to ride in the stroller. Even though he never wants to ride in the stroller when I put him in it. He refused to walk so I ended up carrying him and pushing the stroller at the same time. And carrying his backpack, my purse, and the diaper bag. And who says I don't get my exercise?

9:15 a.m. - Once a month our church has a leadership development program for about 80 people and I volunteer to help clean up after it's over. It's convenient for me since I'm already there dropping off Harrison and I can just bring Harper with me. I sometimes feel limited in what I can do to serve with little ones and even though it's not much I'm so glad to help out where I can. Plus, I get to use an industrial sink to wash dishes in. Takes me back to my high school days working at Taco Bell, ha ha!


10:30 a.m. - Harper was pretty fussy and even after I fed and changed her she wasn't too happy. She is just so tired after our long day yesterday so we had to leave a little early.


11:00 a.m. - We got home and Harper stayed asleep in her car seat for about 30 minutes. When she woke up I changed her diaper and out of her pukey clothes. I fixed lunch and made a couple of phone calls. I also got a phone call from our insurance agent asking if my husband had passed on her message to me. The answer to that is no, in case you were wondering. :) Apparently our flood insurance expired last month...she said that fema had sent us two letters about it...which I'm sure we received but have no recollection...whoops. Just one more reason I feel like a disorganized mess these days! I picked up the house and put a load of laundry in. I fed Harper again and then it was time to go get Harrison.



2:00 p.m. - Here comes Harrison! He came sprinting down the walkway hand in hand with his friend Brody. I love seeing him with his friends. He ran to somebody else's momma though, and I didn't love seeing that. Ha. But once I said the magic word "Mamaw" he quickly cooperated and got in the car. His teacher told me that he wouldn't take a nap but that they put him in the crib and he just played in there and was fine. I had to laugh because I used to sub at preschool and the very few kids that ever had to be put in the cribs were the wild ones. That's my son alright, ha!

2:30 p.m. - I forgot that I still hadn't packed his bag to go stay with his grandma. I asked him if he wanted to help me and before the words were out of my mouth I knew that was a bad idea. I've mentioned before that he's very opinionated about his wardrobe...well that goes for the clothes he packs as well. I would put the clothes in and he would throw a fit about them and grab them and toss them back out. And he had a complete melt down when I put his blanket and bobo and stuffed animal in there. You could definitely tell he was ready for a nap!


3:00 p.m. - Mamaw and Aunt Laura were in town for the Nutcracker Market (I get to go tomorrow!!!!) and came by to pick up Harrison to take him to visit for the weekend. He's gone several times now but it is still hard for me to see him go. I know he has such a great time and that he's in good care but I still feel so sad when he leaves. I'm pretty sure I am impossible to please because when he's destroying my house and throwing fits I would pay big bucks for some quiet alone time but when I have quiet alone time I miss my little stinker like crazy.


 
4:00 p.m. - Harper took a pretty decent nap this afternoon and I spent it finishing the blog post for yesterday. I totally should have been more productive but have been in a bit of a funk since Harrison left. You don't realize what a presence a toddler has in the house until they are gone. The quiet is kind of starting to get to me a little bit! It makes feel all anxious...like something's not right or something. I told you I'm impossible to please.

5:30 p.m. - I got Harper up and changed her diaper. We swung by my hair salon to pick up the flat iron and hair dryer I ordered. Rick is working late again tonight since we were out of town yesterday and I didn't feel like cooking, so I stopped by Taco Bell to pick up dinner. I rarely eat there but I guess ever since washing the dishes I've had it on my mind. We came home and I ate my sad dinner at the table in silence and felt pretty lonely. Cue the violin, please. :)


 
7:00 p.m. - I fed Harper carrots and bathed her, then nursed her and swaddled her cute little tushy up and put her down for the night. I'll feed her one more time before I go to bed and then I'm going to do my best to be strong and not give in if she wakes up in the middle of the night. It's so hard when all you want to do is sleep and you know if you just nurse her you can go right back to that sleep. Rick's going to be pretty late tonight so I think I'm going to open up my bible and do my study and then maybe watch a little bit of Cougar Town on dvd and catch up on my blog reading. And try to get rid of these blahs!!!


Number of times I hugged my baby and told him I was going to miss him like crazy: a ridiculous number that I can only get away with for the few short years I'm still stronger than him
Number of times I cried: 0
Number of times I teared up: like 4 or 5
Number of days I'll be able to give Harper my undivided attention: 4

Wednesday

6:30 a.m. - My alarm clock woke me up. I immediately jumped up to check on Harper, because my alarm clock woke me up!!! She was sleeping peacefully and I can't begin to tell you how refreshed I felt after a night with solid, uninterrupted sleep! I was feeling great and really excited because today was very out of the norm as far as what our typical Wednesday looks like. Yesterday afternoon Rick found out that he needed to go out of town for business and asked me if I would want to tag along. Um, heck yeah I would!! Harper woke up a few minutes later and I got her up and fed her.

7:00 a.m. - I had a little pep in my step because I love waking up to find The Hubster home. He usually gets up so dang early that I don't see him until night. It also makes getting me and the kids ready a million times easier with the added help of their daddy. I picked out their clothes and he got them dressed while I packed the bags for our day trip. He entertained them while I got ready. I'm sad to report that my flat iron died half way through fixing my hair. RIP, my beloved chi. I need to get my hands on a new one stat, because nobody wants to see my hair without that miraculous 30 minute transforming process. Trust me on this one!

8:30 a.m. - We are loaded up and ready to go. Wednesday mornings I have BSF (bible study fellowship - it's a great international bible study. I participate in a ladies' local chapter and I love it). Usually I take the kids with me and they go to their respective classes, but today Rick kept them while he went to wash the car. BSF is usually from 9-11 but I just stayed for my group discussion and skipped the lecture so we could head out of town at 10. I missed the last 2 weeks because of sick kids so I was really thankful I could make it this week. Before he dropped me off we stopped by Mornings Kolaches for some breakfast. YUM!




10:00 a.m. - Rick picked me back up. I nursed Harper in the car and changed her diaper. Then we hit the road! It's about a 2 1/2 hour trip. Both kids took naps on the way there. I relished in the silence and enjoyed the beautiful sunshine and good conversation with my hubby.




12:30 p.m. - We got to our destination. One of the reasons I was so excited to tag along on this trip is because it was to the town where Rick's family and my best friend Ashley live. My MIL, two nephews, Ashley, and my crew all had lunch together and I was so glad to spend time with them!



12:45 p.m. - I took Harper out to the car to change her diaper. Luckily I was just in time to prevent yet another Poo Situation. Her antibiotics are giving the poor girl some issues in that department.

1:45 p.m. - We got done eating and I fed Harper in the car. Harrison was very, very sad to see his Mamaw and cousins go. After she finished we went back to Ashley's work, which is also where Rick used to work many years ago and where he needed to handle the business we came to do. Pretty convenient, right?

2:00 p.m. - The next hour and a half was spent trying to keep Harrison from destroying the office. Actually, trying to keep both of them from destroying the office. Harper might not be mobile yet, but she has her own weapons of destruction.




3:00 p.m. - The approximate time I realized I had poop on my leg. Thanks, Harper! I've come to terms with the fact that I can't avoid the vomit, but I draw the line at poop! Unfortunately, however, I didn't pack any extra clothes for me, so I spent the rest of the day with poop on my leg. :/


3:30 p.m. - After I cleaned up the leaky diaper mess and changed her clothes and changed Harrison's diaper, the three of us went with Ashley to pick up Joel from school while Rick wrapped up his meeting. We went back to Ashley's house and hung out and Rick met us there. I fed Harper and the boys played. I didn't hear a peep out of Harrison -- I really need to look into borrowing a big brother for him to play with when I need to get some things done. Ha! Oh, and she had a giant bowl of left-over Halloween candy sitting out on the coffee table. I'm pretty sure I consumed no less than 4,000 calories of sweet goodness. I have zero self control!




5:30 p.m. -  Since we didn't want to get stuck in Houston rush hour traffic and our small group meeting was canceled anyway, we hung out and stayed for dinner. We decided to take the kids to Chuck E Cheese. We are nice parents like that. This was my as well as my kiddos' first time here...and for the sake of a good time I just chose to not think about all those icky germs. I also let Harrison have a root beer for dinner. It was really more of a he-stole-Rick's-and-refused-to-give-it-back-without-a-giant-nasty-fight-so-we-shook-our-heads-and-surrendered type of situation, but whatever. Regardless, I'm learning to let go a little...it's only taken me two years but it's progress. We all had a great time playing!








7:00 p.m. - Back on the road again. We decided to start driving and see how far we could get before Harper wanted to eat. We got about 5 minutes, ha! So we pulled into a parking lot and I fed her and we changed both their diapers. They were both extreeeemly tired and overstimulated after our busy day. After we got them back loaded into their car seats we put on Madagascar 2 for Harrison to watch (for the gazillionth time...but strangely I'm still not completely sick of it yet). Harper had other plans. She sometimes gets to the point of exhaustion where nothing consoles her. This was one of those times. She screamed and screamed until I couldn't take it any longer and made Rick pull over. She was just so worked up and my stomach was in knots.  I rocked her for a few minutes and then put her back in the car seat. She was wide awake but at least she was calmed down. The second go around she only cried for about 2 minutes and finally fell asleep.

8:30 p.m. - We stopped at Buccee's for a drink and restroom break. Love that store! It's pretty much the only public restroom that doesn't make me shudder. I drove the rest of the way while Rick slept. Harrison, however, did not. That boy is a fighting-sleep champion. He was deeply engrossed in his movie and his sucker.

10:00 p.m. - Finally made it home. Rick gave Harrison a bath and brushed his teeth while I fed Harper and then fixed Harrison's lunch for Pee Wee School tomorrow. My heart was filled up from our great day and I didn't want it to end, so after some persuading I got Rick to cave and let Harrison sleep with us. He doesn't get to do this very often (a. because he thrashes violently, and b. because he prefers his crib. As sad as it makes me, he is by no means a cuddler.) but he is leaving to go stay with his grandma tomorrow for the entire weekend. I really felt the need to try to steal as many Harrison snuggles as I could get.

10:30 p.m. - We were all so exhausted and ready for bed. And this is why this post is so late. Ha!

Total hours spent in the car: 6
Total minutes spent listening to an exhausted baby scream in the car: 30
Total number of germs encountered: I refuse to think about it
Total number of meals I had to cook: 0
Total number of hugs to and from loved ones: I didn't count but they were great

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