Saturday, January 31, 2009

I Don't Think That's How It Works...

Bay: "Mom, can I hold Pres?"
Me: "Sure. Actually, if you would change her bum, you would save me five minutes."
Bay: "Okay. And if I do it slow...I can save you even more time!"

Friday, January 30, 2009

Things Currently Irritating Me

*The headlines about Jessica Simpson gaining weight. Seriously? Who cares? The woman is as much of a sexpot now, as she was in her daisy dukes. Leave her be. It's about time a woman in the media is at somewhat of a normal weight. Why are we acting like she is stealing purses from little old ladies or beating small children?

*My cold hands. No matter what I do...they won't warm up!

*Grown damn women that act like they are 15 years old. Maybe you used to be "all that and a bag of chips". Maybe you were part of the "in crowd." You are now 35+ years old. Grow up and learn to shut your mouth about things that do not concern you. And FYI...just because "so and so" said something...doesn't mean it's true. You are a big girl now....start acting like one.

*Someone in my house named "I Didn't Do It" or "Not Me" stopped the recent Biggest Loser from recording. As soon as I find them...they are in trouble.

*Blogs debating whether or not the Duggar family should have more children. If we are going to debate who should/shouldn't have more children...and I'm not sure we should...shouldn't we start with the parents who are on welfare, because they just don't want to work? Can we leave the family alone that has no debt and receives no government assistance?

*Dumb movies. The Pineapple Express. Enough said.

*Killing myself at the gym...only to have the scale go UP. Yeah, yeah, it's muscle. I know.

*People complaining about people complaining about the President. Dems had the last eight years to moan and whine and now it's the Reps turn. "Taking turns" - it's a handy little manner taught in Kindergarten. Get over it.

*People that look at me like I'm crazy and mean, when I tell my child, in a restaurant, to sit in their chair or I will take them out to sit in the car with me. Would you rather I let them run all over the place? Probably not.

*My bank changing the order of the automated system and screwing with the order of my world. "Checking" has always been number 5. Now it is number 4. All that was achieved by this change was making me say "****!" every time I call and push the wrong choice.

*Knowing that I can pay $.42 to send a letter across the country and it will arrive in 3 days...but I order something online and pay $11.99 for faster shipping and it takes 10 days to go across 4 states.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Beautiful Unhappiness

My poor baby girl. She is having a rough time and is still crying quite a bit. You can't help but love her beautiful little face anyway.

"She sticks this huge bow on my head and expects me to smile?"
She looks like she's trying to find an escape route! "No more kisses, Mom!"

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Playing Photographer

My wonderful friend Sharon directed me toward Picasa 3 today and I. Am. In. LOVE. I have been playing with my pictures all day and seeing what I can come up with. I took this picture (taken by my other wonderful friend Mickey - with my son's "help") and did this and that till I was happy.


I can't even believe it's the same picture. I took one random little picture that probably wouldn't have even made it to a scrapbook page...and turned it into a beautiful picture of Avery.
Have I mentioned that I'm in love?
Have I mentioned that Picasa 3 is free and you just have to download it?
Thanks, Sharon!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

If You Kiss This Toad...'ll find a Princess!

Well, If It's Gonna Snow...

What's a mommy got to do, to get a snow day around here?
It snowed all day yesterday and today it is an absolutely freezing 9 degrees. I was really pulling for a snow day today.
When I was a kid, it was not unusual for us to get 2 or 3 days off in a row, because of snow. Of course, I lived in Massachusetts then...but still.
I LOVE snow days! I love bundling the kids up and taking them outside to build snowmen, shovel the neighbors driveways and have snowball fights. On a really good snow day, we even go up to Grandma's and spend hours riding sleds behind the 4-wheelers.
There's nothing like little kids coming in from hours of playing in snow. Their cold, red, little noses. Their chattering teeth. Their excitement over hot chocolate and warm cookies. Their snowmen that last, long after the day is done.
Those are the types of days that kids remember for a lifetime.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

This Isn't A "Change", I Wanted

***I know I may upset people with this post. I won't apologize, but I do ask that you respect my opinion.***
I'm severely upset at Obama's recent activities. I had high hopes for the man. I figured I'd give him the benefit of the doubt and hoped he would bring about changes that I would be proud of. It took all of three days for me to be thoroughly disappointed.
In simple terms: my tax money is now going to help pay for abortions in other countries.
I am absolutely livid. Of all the things wrong with the world and our country...this is one of the first things that he chooses to give his time to?
I read this..."Population Action International, an advocacy group, said that the policy had "severely impacted" women's health and that the step "will help reduce the number of unintended pregnancies, abortions and women dying from high-risk pregnancies because they don't have access to family planning."" and just could not believe that people think this way.
Reversing Bush's policy DOES NOT reduce the number of unintended pregnancies! Killing a baby DOES NOT mean that it never existed!
Regardless of any view I have on abortion...why is this one of the first things being addressed? What about all the jobs we have been promised? What about the housing situation? What about the economy, period? I'm much more worried about my friends and family that have lost their jobs and are struggling to live...than I am about reversing a policy that shouldn't be reversed in the first place.

Friday, January 23, 2009

the world: through the eyes of PRESLEY

As the newest member of the family, I feel that all the attention should be on all times. I've found that it is helpful to refuse to sleep and be incredibly fussy during extremely stressful and/or busy times of the day. My particularly favorite times to demand to be held are: when Mommy is making dinner, trying to use the bathroom or attempting to work.
I've also discovered that my siblings are very talented at screaming singing and I love to join in with them. Together, we all harmonize quite well. Mommy likes it so much, that it sometimes makes her cry.
I'm learning quickly to distinguish the differences in Mommy's clothing styles. When she wears a t-shirt and pajama pants, I've come to recognize this as her "Mommy Uniform". This means that she will be close to me all day and be able to address my concerns quickly. When Mommy wears other types of clothing, straightens her hair and does her make-up, it means that she has some where to go, or that someone is coming over to visit. I don't want her to forget about me during times when she is away, so I always make sure to leave her a little spit up love on her shoulder (And down her shirt. And in her hair. And down her back.)
I also make sure that Mommy knows how much I love her, by refusing to be put down. I know that she loves to hold me and put me to sleep. So, after some gentle rocking and back pats, I close my eyes and lay really still. When I can feel Mommy get up reeeeaaaally slow and very carefully walk to my crib and gently lay me down, I stay still just long enough for Mommy to feel sad that she's away from me. Then, I cry as loud as I can, until I see Mommy walk over to my crib and hear her say, "Presley Amber!" She says it in such a tired way, that I know she's happy to hold me again.
I know that she loves me, because late at night, after I've kept her up for hours, when she's holding me and thinks (yet again!) that I've finally fallen asleep...she holds me close, kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear, "Baby girl...even when you exhaust me to the point of tears, I love you more than life. You are more wonderful and perfect than I could have ever hoped for."

So, I make sure I wake up crying a few minutes after Mommy has fallen back to sleep. Why allow her sleep, when the baby of her dreams is laying right here?

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Rock-A-Bye Baby?

Presley has been screaming for the last hour and has finally stopped.
Want to know my secret?
Avril Lavigne's song "Girlfriend" is BLARING out of my laptop...on repeat.
She likes the song!
Rock on, baby girl. Rock on.

White House Or Bust

Bailey has decided that Daddy needs to run for President. Oh boy, does this girl dream big! She thinks it would be great, because "...there would be lots of room for Avery and Luke to run around in the White House and they have maids! We would never have to do chores and we could just sit and relax all the time!"
We tried explaining that being President is a really big job and well, to be honest...Daddy just isn't cut out for it. Although...maybe he would get votes...I'm sure other men would like him to declare the deer hunt a national holiday!

Happy Birthday Malia!

Malia Tricia
01/20/09 7:57 pm
8 lbs 8 oz 21 inches
My beautiful niece was born on Tuesday! She is incredible cute and very chubby! We really had to giggle when we compared her to Presley. She is already longer and out weighs my teeny little peanut!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


Two Months Old

My beautiful, baby girl is two months old today. I can't believe how fast time is flying. It seems like only yesterday we were struggling to stay pregnant and now she is developing such a personality.
She had her two month check up today and is doing so well! Her doctor was very happy with her progress and her weight gain. He came into the room laughing, saying that he was certain that the nurse had made an error on her weight. She is now 8 lbs even and 20.75 inches! He was incredibly happy with her weight. He said that he didn't expect her to weigh that much, since we are doing breast milk only...we aren't supplementing/fortifying with formula at all. She is still very much on the tiny end of things...just barely at 5% (so, 95% of other 2 month old babies are bigger than her), but that's to be expected. He was happy to hear that she has rolled over twice already. She is right on track!
I just look at her and giggle. It's funny to know that right now, at two months old, she is still smaller than Ryleigh and Luke were at birth. I love this extended newborn period.
AND...more good news...her doc doesn't think it's colic, but just an immature gut. So, I am allowed milk, but only one glass a day. He also suggested that I cut out all spicy foods, garlic, onions, ect. and see if that helps. Apparently just tattling on her to the doc is all I needed to do - she has been the most perfect baby today. No crying or fussing at all! I'm thankful for the small things...especially her!

Return With Honor

We dropped Cody off at the MTC last week. Poor Bay and Ry had a really hard time knowing that he is leaving for two years.
We love him so much and we can't wait to see him again!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Horrible Happiness

I was unintentionally put in my place tonight, by a friend of mine.
I'm struggling with Presley. She cries and cries and won't let me put her down and I don't know how to fix it. I would do anything in this entire world to make her feel better.
I was complaining telling my friend about it tonight and venting over the fact that I am exhausted.
My very smart friend told me, "Think about it like this: no matter how horrible it's the last time that you get to do this."
My friend is right.
I need to appreciate the fact that right now, she loves me so much, that she wants me to hold her all the time. I've already seen how quickly children grow up. Before I know it, she'll be too busy exploring her lay in my arms.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Hellish Hail

Bailey: (holding her scriptures open) "Mom, I can't say this word."
Me: (reading "hell") "Oh, you mean hell?"
Bailey: "Yeah, I can only say it when it's falling down."
Me: (thoroughly confused) "Falling down?"
Bailey: "Like the snow. When the white chunks are falling down."
Me: (finally getting it) "Oh, you mean hail!"
Bailey: "Helllll."
Me: "No. Hail. Hay-el."
Bailey: "Helllll"
Me: (cracking up and trying to pronounce them carefully) "No. Hail is snow. Hell is the opposite of Heaven."
Bailey: "Oh! Hail."
Me: "Right. But you can say hell when you are reading the scriptures."

My kids are always good for a laugh.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Have I Mentioned That I LOVE Cheese???

We've had a visitor in our home the last two weeks or so. This visitor has really overstayed their welcome and I'm more than ready for said visitor to be on their way.
Our visitor's name is Colic.
Colic has taken my beautiful baby girl and turned her into a crying and fussy, beautiful baby girl. After much research I found that she has the classic "cries in the evenings, extra gassy, spit-uppity" colic. It usually hits about 2 weeks after birth. Here's the kicker though...with a premature baby, it doesn't hit until 2 weeks after the due date...not 2 weeks after birth. It's amazing to me that her body knows that and actually, I'm quite grateful. It gave me seven weeks to fall in love with her...before she turned on me. :)
One of the biggest triggers in breastfed babies seems to be the Mom's consumption of dairy products. The hormones in cow products can last in breast milk for 2-3 weeks, so I have to give it up at least that long to see if that's what's causing it. She has her two month old check up next week, so I'm going to talk to her doctor, too, to make sure that I'm on the right track.
Do you have any idea how many things have milk/milk products in them? Ugh. I'm going to be eating meat and salad (with dressing that doesn't contain milk!) for the next forever.
However, I'm just looking at the bright side...I'm on a forced "diet" that will help with my weight loss. Let's hope it works and I'm able to get some more sleep. Not being able to eat cheese AND no sleep...just wouldn't be bearable!

Monday, January 5, 2009

I'm Choosing Mine

I went to the gym today - - for the first time since being put on bedrest all those many months ago.
I was aprehensive about going again, since it had been so long, but I'm sure glad I went! I climbed on the elliptical, turned on my music and it all came flooding back. All those good feelings I had when I was going to the gym before and when I was achieving my weight loss goals.
I am running this year's 4th of July 5K. I am. Yup. Gonna do it.
So, today I started my running regimen that will get me to that goal. I was up to 2 miles at the very beginning of my pregnancy, but now it's like starting all over. But, that's okay. I remember how excited I was when I hit every milestone and it will be fun to feel that accomplishment again.
There was a quote up at the gym today that I really liked:

"Your health and your appearance are a choice.
The pain of discipline or the pain of regret.

Feeling better about life.
I'm taking both - - one day at a time.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Just When You Think You Know It All

This is my 5th baby. You'd think that I have everything under control and I'd know how to handle anything that comes my way. I'm finding that this is not the case and I've been thrown a curve ball with this one. Postpartum depression.
Is it due to her premature birth and the stress that came with that? Is it due to the fact that she was my first emergency c-section, when I had planned on another natural birth? Is it due to the fact that she's the 5th child and I'm cracking under pressure? Is it due to the fact that she is my last baby and I'm having a hard time accepting that? Is it due to the fact that I started exhibiting depression symptoms during the pregnancy?
I don't know. All I know is that I haven't been myself since she was born. I go see my doctor for my follow up appointment next week. I'm going to talk to him then and see what we can do about getting me back on track. Obviously the medication I'm on now isn't working.
I want to wake up in the morning and feel like I've slept good. I want to have enough energy to do what needs to get done. I want to get my butt back to the gym and pick up where I left off. I need to start feeling better.
So, if it seems like I've dropped off the planet - not commenting on blogs - not returning phone calls/texts/emails - that's why. But, I'm working on fixing it. One day at a time.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Some"bunny" Stole My Heart

Little Miss Pres loves to get in the bath tub with me. Sometimes I think I like to get her wet just to see her in this cute towel! :)

You've Got The Cutest Little Baby Face!

A Soapy Situation

If there is a way to make a mess and have kids will figure out how to do it. The kids thought it would be fun to play with the hand soap in the bathroom. At first, they were just putting in on their chins and pretending to have a beard like Santa. And then...this happened...
"Mom! MOM! There's soap in my eyes!"
Avery, the creative one, figured out how to play in the soap without getting it in her eyes...

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Happy New Year

I rang in the new year with Josh, Bay and Pres.
And strep throat.