Wednesday, December 21, 2016

14 weeks

How far along:  14 weeks  (12.21.14)

Total weight gain/loss: 6 lbs?
Maternity clothes:  i still fit into all of my regular clothes just fine and have a long time probably until i'll outgrow them, but the beer belly look i'm sporting is anything but flattering.
Sleep:  pretty normal. 
Best moment this week:  being in atlanta!  hanging out with my family! 
Movement:  just around the river bend, I'm sure. Ha. 
Food cravings:  I've been doing well! I can eat pretty much normally. And there's a lot of stuff that tastes really good! The Brie from last night was really hitting the spot for me. 
Symptoms: nausea and
Gender:  my gut still says girl but I'm holding out hope for a boy too. However unrealistic that is.  We haven't even discussed boy names.
What I miss:  not a ton. I'm feeling alright about life. I wish I felt more affection towards my children, but I'm pretty sure I could write that every week til this kid is born. 
Milestones:  first full week not throwing up, except for a little one night that is barely worth noting. I think I'm over the real first trimester misery! 
Theme: the week of gaining weight. 

obviously, i didn't really do a thorough job for this week.  i didn't even answer all the questions...and maybe one question i stopped mid sentence.  whoops.  

and then i didn't even do an update for week 15. eh.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

13 weeks

How far along:  13 weeks  (12.14.16)

Total weight gain/loss: 1- 2 lbs? i try to remember to weigh myself most mornings but lately, the number hasn't been at all consistent. 
Maternity clothes:  yes.  right now i'm just at that awkward phase where i definitely have a belly but it just looks like I've been to too many holiday parties and drink a carton of egg nog a day. All of my clothes have a long way to go before I grow out of them, but very little is flattering right now. It's winter and I don't leave my house unless absolutely necessary, so I mostly wear leggings/yoga pants/sweats and hoodies. Going out requires a lot more effort to find something that doesn't look horrendous although I'm about ready to give up on that. In the mean time, sweaters, cardigans, and scarves (because they make my top half stick out farther than my belly) have been my go to camouflage.  
Sleep:  it's hit or miss. Brady has been sneaking into our bed and also kissing me and rubbing my arm and back in the morning which is all very sweet but makes for really crappy sleep. And my dreams have been more crazy than usual this past week (one time we were at the cabin and parts of it kept catching on fire while we were sleeping or fires would start under the cabin and I could see the flames through the wood slats and eventually I woke Chris up to evacuate because there were also huge fires really super close like at the top of the hill and he was annoyed that I woke him up because it seemed too precautionary and not quite necessary yet) which is distracting and exhausting. Also, my electric blanket on low means I wake up too hot, but if I turn it off entirely, I wake up too cold. Oh the issues. 
Best moment this week:  enjoying food at holiday parties... Especially Moe's BBQ and pretty much everything at Shanahan's. 
Movement:  just waiting still. I think I never trust that I'm feeling it internally until I can simultaneously feel it externally. I know it'll be in the next few weeks though which is crazy exciting. 
Food cravings:  so I was really looking forward to the BBQ at Moe's Friday night and it did not disappoint. I was pretty much absolutely loving everything I put in my mouth that night. And I was worried if I'd be able to handle much at Shanahan's because I was feeling sick that night and honestly, the food was so amazing except that I wasn't completely in love with my wedge salad or either of the desserts (creme brûlée and chocolate mousse). On Monday I stopped by sprouts after Brady and Elizabeth's doctor appointments (Monday was the best I've felt in quite a while, even if my headache started by 2) and was really craving a lot of things. I mean, I bought cauliflower because I wanted it with ranch and I got potatoes for roasting and a number of other things. I also bought one of those pre made wraps (because I was hungry and knew I had to drive home, feed kids, and get Elizabeth down for a nap before I could figure out something for myself to eat and by that time, I may have a headache and nausea bad enough that I can't eat) which I never ever do because they're so overpriced and sitting out (also probably not great that it was deli meat sitting out... But add that to my medium cooked steak, blue cheese, and Camembert and I'm pretty positive my np Shirelle would have had a fit... Whoops) and I chose roar beef which is totally unlike me but completely made sense with me being pregnant. And I ate almost the entire thing in the car on the way home. Best $4 I spent that day.  In case I haven't mentioned it lately... It is such an enormous blessing to enjoy eating sometimes! It almost always happens between 11am and 1pm because that's my sweet spot of the day for eating, but with all the holiday parties and just random stuff, there are so many times that I love food and it is such a huge blessing. It makes all the difference on my morale. 
Symptoms: nausea, vomiting (I think just Sunday night and Tuesday night) backaches, physically tired and out of breath,  irritable, lazy, sad, angry at my kids, horrific acne, dandruff (I don't remember this in previous pregnancies!), and honestly, I feel like my vision is slightly blurred which I guess is a really thing but now I'm wondering if it also contributes to my headaches. 
Gender:  i keep thinking about a boy lately but I think it's just wishful thinking. When I'm thinking logically (like about what on earth to name this child), I don't ever bother looking at boy names because it would be a waste of time. I still feel confident that it's a girl but would love to be knocked off my feet. I'll be super happy either way. 
What I miss:  not feeling so crappy all the time. My default is just this hard magnetic pull to my bed. It's just this general feeling of unwell with the constant headache and nausea and sadness and fatigue, etc. 
Milestones:  i think I'm in the second trimester now so that's exciting! Things went so slow until 9 weeks but have gone pretty fast (even if not pleasantly) since then. 
Theme: the week of headaches and nausea and hallelujah for holiday party food! 
What's different this time around:  
Extra:  I'm getting super freaked out about the depression setting in more. Like I'm just waiting and watching for the crazy to take over. I frequently spend time trying to remember why I want a life with kids and why I'm having more. Sometimes I just get so sad. Also, I lose my patience with my kids and it's like a reflex that I can't control and don't know when it'll happen. It terrifies me and I spend too much of my day stressing about it. Ugh, this is going to be so rough and I'm such a wuss. I'm so scared for what's to come. 

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

tis the season for holiday parties

we kickstarted the season on saturday the 3rd with the big party day.  the day we'd originally planned to do nothing, but somehow over the course of that week signed ourselves up for abigail's previous sunday school teachers' baby shower (that we all enjoyed attending as a family and was conveniently located at the library), abigail's gymnastics birthday party of some twins in her class (during which, i shopped at old navy), and the norris's annual christmas party which was great as always.  the food was top notch (of course we brought a plate of brownies but everyone else brought delicious and creative everything-under-the-sun), the company was great, and the gift enchange was highly entertaining.  i left happy and sleepy and stuffed.  so that was saturday.

the following tuesday was our relief society christmas thing at the jones's house.  i wasn't really feeling up for eating, but loved sarah's freshly popped popcorn with coconut oil and pink Himalayan salt. i think i ate something else too... maybe some shrimp and a cookie?  i have trouble passing up shrimp at holiday parties but i ate far less than i would have because i didn't feel too hot.  it was super fun to hang out and talk to people and carpooling with sarah was the best because she makes me so happy.

the next night, wednesday, was honey's company party at punch bowl social.  the drinks were the highlight.  i got a carrot, apple, ginger juice (because i was feeling queasy and supposedly ginger helps that... i'm not convinced) and then had some of honey's chocolate milkshake (which was amazing) and later a hot chocolate (which i do like pretty diluted, but this was maybe even a bit much for me) that wasn't amazing but still warmed me up.  the food was mexican, which i couldn't bear to attempt to stomach, but i really enjoyed the crusty bread and especially the crustini bread toast.  that was the majority of what i ate.  oh, and raw cauliflower with ranch... that's always my favorite.  toast and cauliflower.  we also told everyone that didn't already know our great news and so hopefully people realized i just wasn't feeling well and not that i had a weird or bizarre reason for only eating cauliflower and plain toast.  the environment was fun (it's got a bar feel with games like ping pong, darts, foosball, bocce ball, bean bag toss, etc.) and i mostly hung out with jennifer... as i do at every company event.  i hope she likes me too and isn't just faking it because i'm married to her boss.  when did i become so insecure about myself?!

anyways... friday, at 4:30, we went to the holiday party of one of the companies chris works with.  we go to their holiday party every year and it's great because they always have pictures with santa so we get a santa picture with our kids every year without having to deal with going to the mall or another public place.  it was at moe's bbq (which is where honey's company party was held last year and this holiday party has been held at least once before) and i was dreaming all day of the bbq.  i was averse to bbq when i was pregnant with brady and have been hit and miss with it since.  but moe's has maybe my favorite bbq and the white sauce totally makes it.  and they had a bunch of awesome sides (the corn bread and mac and cheese especially), great salad (i've been craving crunchy lettuce and salads lately), and wonderful fruit and veggies (of course i went for the cauliflower again and all the fruit that i don't have the patience to buy and cut up)... oh, and the desserts.  little dessert cups with banana pudding and kind of trifle sort of concoctions.  i ate as much as i possibly could and was still dying to eat more.  also, of course it was extra fun because of the bowling.  the kids love bowling... and after they all did a game, i did a four person game mostly all by myself.  my legs and butt and back were literally sore for days.  whoops.  also, brady didn't cry about santa (abigail never has but brady did every year until last year maybe?), but elizabeth took that torch for him.  so, that was wonderful.

the next night, saturday, was our ward christmas party at church.  they didn't do a dinner this year (so we ate a late lunch at outback that afternoon and hung out at the castle rock library) and instead did just desserts.  i was planning on eating very little since i wasn't feeling well, but then i saw everything and it pulled me in!  i ate a lot of sweets.  also, elizabeth was super ornery (probably a mix of genuinely hungry and just ticked that i wasn't letting her eat cookies and chocolate cake) and it was kind of miserable because it was like a bad saturday night version of sacrament meeting (which, let me tell you, sacrament meeting the following morning with her was horrific and we arrived during the sacrament hymn... because i suck... and i had to take her out DURING the water prayer because she was screaming bloody murder... that was the extent of the time my bum sat on a pew... maybe i almost cried later... my emotions are not my friend) and i was just soooo ready to get home and to bed.

and then monday night was our last holiday party (thank goodness because we leave town on thursday and i need some downtime) and it did not disappoint.  honey got picked (chosen, appointed, elected?) to be on the parker hospital board to replace his dad having to leave to go on a mission and so this was our first year going to the parker hospital board holiday party... which i don't know the actual name of but i do know it included more than just the board members because the ceo and cfo and regional people and other hospital management were there... and it was great.  not as fun and carefree as say, a relief society activity where i'm friends with most everyone, but the food was phenomenal.  don't get me wrong, everyone i met and talked to was entertaining and friendly, i just felt really out of place.  i felt super young (one guy was talking to us about how he got his dipolma and letter to serve in the vietnam ward on the exact same day... it was fascinating) and frumpy (i didn't wear a dress or heels because my wardrobe choices are super limited if i don't want to show off what currently looks like a huge egg nog addiction) and just didn't know what to say.  but, as i said... the food!  it was at shanahan's, which is a super high end steak house.  the appetizers were bruchetta (the best i've ever had) and a cheese platter (i probably should have avoided it, but helped myself to some crackers and camembert anyway).  the meal included a wedge salad (not mindblowing but still good... too much bleu cheese dressing... which i also probably should have avoided... whoops) and i chose the steak... 14oz bone in, cooked medium.  it was huge and delicious.  the sides were mashed potatoes (which i'm convinced were one part potatoes, one part garlic butter) and grilled asperagus (as honey put it... "you'd think asperagus is just asperagus because what do you do with it, but honestly, the way they make it is amazing") and i ate til i was stuffed.  we asked for our steaks to go.  i really would have loved for all of it to go, but the way the sides were served, it would have been awkward to ask i think.  i've been day dreaming about those potatoes though since i woke up... holy cow.  maybe i can look up a copycat recipe online.  i told honey at least three times on the way home that my biggest regret of the night was not figuring out a way to smuggle home mashed potatoes.  so... i dream about going back but i don't know if i could enjoy the food as much if i was actually paying for it.  but, good news... they have their holiday party their every year so i can at least look forward to another steak next december.

so that concludes our 2016, holiday party marathon.  just kidding... it really wasn't that many.  i think it just seemed like it because it was all over the course of only ten days.

now, can someone come pack for me so i can just be in atlanta already?!?!

sorry for the silence

it's because i'm pregnant again.

i forget that anyone reads this blog besides me until i hear from liza and get the "i need you to post something!" texts.

i'm going to try not to completely fall off the blogging bandwagon, but honestly, i've already been slacking and pregnancy definitely doesn't help because i get depressed when i'm pregnant.  which means that i spend a lot of time in bed and that i don't have anything worthwhile to write about... and also, that i just don't care about writing anything because i typically just use this blog as a way of recording happy things that i don't want to forget.

but, i do want to let it be known that i am extremely happy to be pregnant and growing our fourth child (even if it makes me sad and angry about everything else in my life) and i will do my best not to totally suck at keeping up with occasional things on here.

and for anyone wondering...

i'm 13 weeks tomorrow.
my due date is june 21st.
i've been keeping a weekly pregnancy journal that i'll post (but probably back date) soon.
i'm accepting as many prayers as you'd like to spare time for that my sickness with be lessened, my headaches will be less severe and less frequent, and most importantly, that i will not get too sad or too angry and will somehow still manage to be a decent mother to my children.
also, i'm happy to answer any questions you have, so ask away.

thanks for the love and HI! to anyone that happens to ever check this still.

Monday, December 12, 2016

Brady at 4 years

brady will be turning 4 on sunday.  i remember i had high hopes of writing an awesome post for him when he turned two, including how we celebrated that awesome day (i took him to breakfast at IHOP while abigail was at preschool and we went to the library together) and never got around to it.  so, even though brady isn't quite 4 yet, here's a post for him... better early than never.  

brady has really turned out to be a great little kid.  his main interests include sweets, sports, and growing up.  he also loves anything to do with letters and numbers.  

he likes to watch a show while elizabeth is napping and normally chooses a learning show of sorts.  i would probably choose a magic school bus or thomas the train or rio, but brady almost always chooses a letter factory show or a show about numbers or sight words.  today he chose to watch "what's in the bible?" so i guess he's not totally predictable.  but he is getting super smart from all his shows (and we do practice with flash cards and stuff too) and knows all of his letter names and sounds and can read and sound out short words that follow the phonetic pronunciation that he's familiar with.  also, he enjoys texting on my phone.  it normally says something like "brady mom dad hi dad 0123456789" and then add about thirty emojis (aka "stickers") and repeat.  he can read those flip a word books but doesn't love them yet because they're not super easy.  it's hard for him to remember all the words in a sentence when he's sounding things out one letter at a time.  he hasn't picked up yet on the concept of word families but we're getting there.  

brady's favorite sport is probably baseball, although when you ask him his favorite sport, he almost always pulls out a random one that he doesn't even pay attention to.  i think baseball is actually his favorite sport, but hockey is the one he plays most often at home.  he likes to watch all sports and regularly (like several times a week) asks chris if they can go golfing today.  

he also really wants to grow up soon.  he's always talking about how he wants to be a dad when he grows up.  why?  because he wants to eat treats whenever he wants.  the last few days he wants to be a dad and a cowboy.  he always wants to be a dad and something else and gets stressed sometimes when i don't remind him that these things are not mutually exclusive.  he gets excited when we go to sprouts because "yeay! i want to buy grow food so i can be big like a dad!!!!"  and "yeay! i want to eat lots and lots of broccoli so i can grow big like dad!"  i worry sometimes that he's too readily wishing away his childhood.

brady would probably tell you his best friends are bodie and talan.  he plays with bodie when i volunteer at abigail's school and when my friend janel volunteers at her kids' school.  he is also friends with marshall at church and likes the two next door neighbor boys even though we haven't been able to play with them for a few months because of life being busy.

brady is still the kid of ours requiring the least amount of sleep.  he gets tired some days but i try not to let him nap unless his behavior is horrendous that day and i literally just can't take it anymore.  because when he naps, he has a harder time falling asleep at night and i like lights out to be at 7pm.  he falls asleep shortly after abigail at night and then wakes up during the night and sneaks in bed with me (seriously so annoying) or sleeps til 6am when he sneaks in bed with me (also annoying).  except that when he sneaks in in the morning, sometimes he falls asleep, and sometimes he stays awake while gently rubbing my arm and back and gently giving me kisses on my face and arm.  it's honestly the sweetest thing ever except that i hate it so much because it gives me about a 90% chance of waking up with a migraine.  but seriously... who taught this kid to do that?  he's not trying to wake me up... he's just gently rubbing my arm and giving me kisses.  

brady still looooooves elizabeth.  he's started getting annoyed when she gets into his stuff or ruins something he set up or was working on, but really, he loves her so much.  he and abigail are like a divorced couple still trying to live under the same roof.  it's very love hate.  brady is so quiet and chill and mature when he's around just me, but the second he's also around abigail and/or elizabeth, he's crazy and immature.  he's always trying to be silly and make them laugh.  they love/hate it.  i normally just hate it.  whoops.  but he has such a great heart.  we left the doctor's office today and the nurse said he should choose a sticker for himself and his sister (elizabeth), but as he opened the sticker box, he got super excited to choose a sticker for abigail and was solely focused on finding the best sticker for her.  i'm actually the one that found a sticker for brady for him to keep for himself.  

so, that's brady.  he is super driven and focused which is great when he needs to get dressed or get something done... drives me crazy when he's all "can i have a treat?" thirty times before noon.  he's mature and sweet sometimes and crazy and annoying at other times.  he's also started throwing abigail level tantrums in the last two months... wondering if this is connected with halloween (because it's since then that his candy obsession has become a problem) and wondering how it will progress.  anyway, he's such a fun kid.  he's turning out way better than what i would have guessed 4 years ago.  

and brady's stats at his doctor's appointment today...

height       3' 3.25''       28%
weight   33lbs 9.6oz    30%
bmi           15.33          39%

he's a very proportionate guy... and finally starting to wear some 4T stuff which he is THRILLED about.

happy birthday little guy!

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

11 weeks

How far along:  11 weeks  (11.30.16)
Total weight gain/loss: 1 lb
Maternity clothes:  no. but i'm definitely a lot thicker around the middle so i wear either hoodies or shirts that aren't at all fitted around my waist.  
Sleep:  it was super annoying for a while that i felt like i couldn't sleep in past 6:30, but then in the second half of thanksgiving week at the hilliers, i was somehow able to start sleeping in... sometimes til 10 or 10:30! those days were great.  
Best moment this week:  maybe thanksgiving day? i enjoyed eating the dinner and was generally feeling happy that day. i threw up that night when i took my pills, but it didn't cloud the feeling of the day. saturday i just felt kind of annoyed at life and saturday night i felt super sick and eventually threw up.  sunday was maybe my worst day yet.  and since i've been home, i spend a lot of time in bed and trying to not be upset with my kids.  so... yeah, i guess day one of the week was my best day.  whoops.
Movement:  sometimes i feel like i can feel movement, but i know it's not the real deal because i'm feeling it too high in my stomach and i know my babe is down low because it's still so early in the game. i'm excited for when it happens though.
Food cravings:  i don't always hate eating and i can't tell you how amazing that is!  i ate a ton on thanksgiving because it was good and hitting the spot.  i really loved the green bean casserole (although i will say those green beans didn't come up nicely that night) and the turkey (which wasn't appealing to be at all in the days to come) and the apples from the apples and yams.  i also enjoyed the key lime pie and coconut cream pie.  i ate til i was stuffed and it's kinda humorous that i was still confused every five minutes why i still had this horrible headache.  my headaches are typically so closely associated with hunger that i just couldn't make it make sense in my head.  ha.  
Symptoms: nausea, vomiting, acne (have i forgotten to mention that the last two months?! holy crap i look so ugly), headaches, lightheadedness, fatigue (my body hates standing.. like it's constantly begging to sit or lay down again), irritability, apathy, being over emotional, angry, depression.  man, this is so fun!
Gender:  my feeling is completely girl. i keep wondering if i should pay for the blood test and find out the gender sooner (12 weeks) or if that would just be a waste of money because honestly, aren't we already positive that it's a girl?!
What I miss:  being consistently happy. i know i'm slipping into pregnancy depression already and it's scaring the crap out of me.  i didn't remember it happening so soon before (i thought it wasn't til at least 14 or 15 weeks, but looking back at my posts with elizabeth, i seem to be right on track).  i've been holding it together decently i think except that wednesday night i totally broke down.  i'm a terrible mother, i'm consumed with feelings of guilt and worthlessness and inadequacy, and i'm terrified to take any medication for it so i feel like i'm stuck between a rock and a hard place choosing to damage the child inside of me or the children outside of me.  i know millions of women take anti-depressants just fine during pregnancy... but what about the ones who end up having kids with birth defects or children that are later diagnosed with autism?!  would therapy actually work? right now, my best idea is to pay for a mother's helper to come over and be with me and the kids from the time i get abigail from school until chris gets home from work.  i know i would either be kinder with someone else around, or i would be okay going to my room while a babysitter lovingly cared for my children.  i'm nervous to talk to chris about it.  i haven't even mentioned to him yet that i'm getting depressed already.  add this to my list of failings.  maybe some brilliant revelation will come to me and solve all my problems.  well, not all my problems... just this one.  
Milestones:  i think my morning sickness is starting to get better.  i feel like i'm entering the time frame where i trade in morning sickness for depression.
Theme: the week of feeling a little of everything.  good day, vomit day, happy day, depressed day... i got it.  
What's different this time around:  with abigail, i despised eating and would often sit in front of a plate of food and just cry because i could not bear to eat it, despite my body being so weak and starving and it didn't let up one single second until i hit 14.5 weeks.  this time, i've been able to find (and enjoy!) food that i can eat, even if i do get super nauseous at night and end up throwing up.  i'm definitely throwing up a lot more this pregnancy.  this week, i threw up thursday night (thanksgiving), saturday night, sunday felt like food poisoning all day and i threw up in the car (thankfully i'd had chris get me a plastic bag from the gas station we stopped at so i had one ready) on our drive back to colorado, and then again before i went to sleep that night.  i've been really close to throwing up every night since, but have managed to breathe deeply and walk around and wait for my stomach to stop clenching.   
Extra:  i'm just through the moon excited that i have been feeling better some days.

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Playing house

"Let's pretend we're mom and dad."

"Oh, okay. So I call you Chris and you call me Carrie?"

"Yeah, and you call me honey and I call you honey."

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Halloween

10.31.16

We all started out the trick or treating in a bit of a bad mood, but several houses in and we were doing great. I call the night a success. 



Sorry for the lack of quality photos. No pictures this year of when Abigail's hair actually looked like Elsa or Brady with his baseball props. And Elizabeth is pretty much just a normal girl in a ladybug dress. Which she didn't even trick or treat in because I put her in footie pjs and kept her in her stroller the whole time. The differences between a first and third child. 

Now, who's looking forward to thanksgiving? I'm counting down the days. 

Famous last words

11.8.16 

"Mom, B is for bug. And bugger. And booger. B is for booger."

And then he fell asleep. 


P&P with a 3 year old

"Mom, can we watch that video with the four ladies in white dresses?"

I thought he must have seen an ad or something on my phone so I scrolled up but there were no videos or ladies in white dresses. A few more questions led me to figuring it out though. 

I found the pride and prejudice you tube tab on my phone. "Yeah! That one!" 

Who knew he was such a fan?! And then of corse I couldn't stop cracking up at his commentary. "Is that one mr. Daaaahhhcy?" I couldn't figure out why he was saying it like that until I realized... Oh the British accent. He's pronouncing it like they do! Ha. So now he knows about mr. Darcy, mr. Bingley, Jane, and Lizzy. He has declared Jane his favorite. Although so is mr Darcy. And once he realized that Lizzy is just a nickname for Elizabeth, that became less confusing for him too. 

I've never been able to get my honey to watch this with me, but don't worry... My Brady boy is loving it with me. 

Friday, November 4, 2016

Love notes


We'll get there, right? 

Friday, October 28, 2016

An average Friday

Today I showered, got us already, dropped Abigail at school, dropped brady and Elizabeth at the church with Janel who was setting up for trunk or treat, and then headed to Abigail's school to do sight word testing with the kids in her class. That was from 9:15-10:45 and then we came home and ate, hung out, put Elizabeth down around for nap, Brady watched a show, I collected vt reports, honey got home by 2 but then worked forever. At 3:30, we left to walk to school (except Brady rode the gator) to get Abigail and stopped by the playground on the way home. We asked Bri and Kelsey if they wanted to go to Texas Roadhouse with us so we went at 5:30, had a long wait, slow service, delicious food, and fun conversation. We didn't leave til probably 7:30. It felt like forever. We put kids to bed and then honey watched the news and the avs game and I read part of my people magazine. Brady caught Abigail's cough which is proving to be the end of the word. Because Abigail doesn't even know she's sick ("mom, listen to my voice! I just woke up and it sounded like this! Weird, huh?") and Brady is on the verge of death. His voice was lower today, some coughing today (ugh, when kids don't have the skill set to cough the right way to actually get their throat clear), and then he came to me in bed crying because his throat hurts and honestly, it sounds croupish again. But I think all his coughs sound like that when he gets sick. ; ( 

So that's our Friday report. 

Friday, October 21, 2016

My kids are great

I typically don't like brag posts, but I do feel like I publicly complain about my kids enough that maybe I'm okay this time writing about their awesomeness. But feel free to skip it if you want. I'm going to attempt all positivity in this one. 

Abigail: when Abigail when into kindergarten last year, she only knew one letter. The letter A. Like the first letter of her name AND of the alphabet. She could maybe sometimes get the letter B or C, but it was less than 50% of the time. And even though she could recognize the letter A, she couldn't even tell you what sound it made. So yes, even though she went to preschool, when she entered kindergarten, she could recognize one letter and knew the sounds for zero letters. Right now though, just two months into first grade and she is an amazing reader. She's comfortably at an F or G level and I've had to start getting her a lot of level two books at the library because the level one books for most series are too easy now. She recognizes so many words and is really good at sounding out the ones she doesn't know. She's also very fluid and confident in her reading. Every single day, I am blown away at the transformation over this last year. It's just been especially in the last two months that thibgs have taken off. It's so great that she can read to brady now and that she can even read a lot of normal picture books (not "easy reading" books) like duck on a bike. Also, along with this, the kids in her class all get ten new sight words to practice each week. She's already mastered all of the first grade sight words and is now onto the list of second grade sight words like poison. Also, because she normally learns them after reading through them just one time, we've started to practice spelling them and writing them to make it more worthwhile. She's also great at math and worksheets that require answering questions or following directions. Writing is probably the hardest thing for her, and even that is improving with practice. 
Also, she must have gotten it from Christopher because I am not a competitive person, but she is ultra competitive, which is exhibited at school in the form of being the very best listener. The kids have start charts where they earn a certain number of stars on a color paper and then they move up to the next color level and fill that chart with stars. A month or so ago, Abigail told me about the two girls in her class that were already at the next level and how she wanted to beat them so she would be the first one to get to the new level... Well, she's passed one of them, so, according to the star charts, she's the second best listener in her class of 21 students. It makes me less of a hater about her competitiveness. 






Brady: a couple of weeks ago, Brady expressed a bit of interest in some letters. She knew the letter B because it was the first letter of his name. They he learned A for Abigail and E for Elizabeth. And then he started asking about a few more. I thought it was awesome when he knew five letters. And then he knew 9 and then 19 and then he knew all of them. I think the pack of flash cards we've been using was purchased from the dollar store years ago, but Abigail never used them (obviously... See above 👆🏼) and they were still in mint condition. Well, no more. They are well worn and the letter Z is lost (so we use the card for zoo instead). Brady uses them every day. Sometimes he just gets them out and tosses them in a pile as she lists off the name of the letter. Sometimes he looks at the picture on the back and goes them rough them all like "V is for vest, P is for pig, Q is for quilt." And the other day, he decided to put them in alphabetical order (which required a lot of singing on his part as he would have to sing the ABCs every time to know what came next) and did it almost entirely by himself. I think I only needed to help him three or four times. It's a small obsession for him. He truly has a love of letters. He reads letters to me a lot and asks what word it spells. When I was putting in a leap frog letter factory movie for him (because now he also only wants to watch letter shows... For the most part), he was all R E A D  D V D... And the screen flickered to the  previews before I could even look at it. But since he knows all of his letters I knew that it was the read DVD screen. He's just so quick and spontaneous about it. So, he can recognize ALL uppercase letters, most lowercase letters (especially depends on the font), can trace many of he letters correctly (he does this on the titles of books before we read them... traces the letters while he says them out loud), and he know what sounds they all make. So yesterday I started trying to teach him to sound out three letter words. He wasn't really getting it. He could make the sounds but couldn't hear/recognize a word from it.  But this evening I tried it with him again and it clicked! He was so excited (although not even half as excited as I was because I am through the moon about this) and Abigail is so excited too. So we did a TON of words with the flash cards. Mostly the CVC (consonant vowel consonant) words, but he even got STOP when I did that one (probably because he reads stop signs every time we drive somewhere). Yesterday he wanted to use my phone to write words. He wrote BRADY and DAD by himself. Probably because those are his two favorite things to spell. But he can also spell zoo and when I asked him to sound out and spell mom, he got it correct. He asked me how to spell "nuffin" and was talking himself through it all "nnnnnuffin... So the first letter is N. N for nuffin."  Someday I'm gonna have to tell him they're actually called muffins, but emotionally, I'm just not ready for that yet. So, the next step for us is getting those flip a word book from the library and just continuing the practice making short words with the flash cards. And maybe have him watch the non-letter factory phonics DVD that is better about stressing when letters can make more than one sound. He's so eager to learn more but I have a feeling we're gonna need to pace ourselves so he doesn't get overwhelmed. Like tonight when he read "kit" and then added and E and didn't understand why that made kite. We're not quite ready for "the silent E on the end makes the vowel say its name" or any other semi complicated rules. I'm just thrilled with where we're at and that he's so excited about it and eager to learn. 
Aside from his quick and eager love of learning, he is just such a mature kid. He is helpful and kind and just acts so much older than 3. Also, he's really into fashion and appearances and that's a lot of fun. Except that he's obsessed with tucking his shirt in. I didn't teach him that but he's noticed that baseball, soccer, and basketball players all do it. 





Elizabeth: she continues to be my angel. She is the happiest and smilest baby I've ever encountered. Even our babysitters make comments about how much she loves to clap about every little thing. She's my "unpacker" and loves to unpack drawers and cabinets and my purse and basically anything that contains anything else. To her credit though, she's very good at cleaning up when she's in the mood for it. Her favorites to unload are the cabinet by the fridge (with all the sippy cups and water bottles) and my bathroom cabinet under my sink that has nail polishes, lotions, and hair stuff. When she cleaned that one up the other day, I found a stuffed toy penguin standing nicely next to my lotion and hairspray. Kids are so fun. 
Elizabeth doesn't talk much but she can say please, all done, mommy, daddy, and cheese. Please and all done are adorable when she says and signs them, but cheese is probably my favorite because she can just be sitting somewhere, see me get my phone semi in position, and she looks directly at me, smiles, and says "CHEEEESE!"  She likes the food cheese, but hasn't had it enough to really understand that it's the same word. But when she see my phone in a position that I might take a picture, you better believe that half of the time, I don't have to say a single word. The girl is a ham. 
She's a master as going up and down stairs (she still hasn't fallen down the stairs yet but I don't think we're in the clear yet) and has been for a loooong time. She can steer her walking toy with expert skill. And just within the last three days, she's started to stand on her own. Just in the middle of the floor she uses her arms to push her up to standing. I know Abigail never did this because she walked first before she learned to stand in place and I honestly don't remember Brady doing this. So she's my first and it's really fun and exciting. Especially because she giggles and laughs and claps like crazy every time she does it. She knows that we all love it and go crazy for it and boy does she love to perform for us. She can maybe stand for two seconds at best, but she's improving really fast over the days that it's been happening so I expect her to have increased her time considerably by this time next week. 
Also, she eats like a pig and sleeps like a cat and cuddles like a baby monkey. I never have to worry if she's eating enough food or eating healthy enough food. She always sleeps when I want her to and more (although whoops that she sleeps with her binky 100% of the time now because I'm a softy about her molars) and her bedtime routine consists of drinking sips of water from a sippy and then putting her head on my chest for a minute before I plop her in the crib. And honestly, she's the most cuddly baby I've ever met. Abigail was about as cuddly as a fish and even when I would hold her on my hip, she would kean so far out that it was like she was harnessed like a rock climber that had to make sure they remained at a 90 degree angle while repelling from a cliff. But Elizabeth, oh my heavens. I don't even really carry her on my hip. When I hold her, it's typically on my belly and he head on my chest. It's as if she's in and ergo but without the ergo. When she's tired or sad, she'll put her cheek on anything she can find. She'll do it to Brady or Abigail or my calf if I'm standing up and she wants comfort. And the thing is, she's immediately comforted as soon as her cheek touches my calf or chest or anything. Sometimes I'll just offer her the palm of my hand and she'll use her two hands to pull it to her cheek so her face is resting in the palm of my hand. It is amazing. True story: when we were at sprouts on Wednesday, she was strapped in shopping cart and had twisted her body around semi backwards to watch best and me out outle food on the conveyor belt at the register. As I reached over the cart (from the opposit end from where she was sitting), to grab a head of cauliflower, she extended her had so that her cheek could make contact with my chest. It was the most awkward thing ever I'm sure to anyone that may have been watching, but I stayed for a few seconds to give her that moment. Because what other kid does that?! She extended her upper body as much as she could to meet my upper body that was reaching for cauliflower so that her cheek could make contact with my chest as we both leaned over a metal shopping cart. That is the sort of stuff that she does all the time. 95% of the time I pick her up, her head goes straight to my chest as her body and belly melt into mind and we just stay like that for at least five or ten seconds. It never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever gets old. I could try every minute of my life to express how much I love this and I would still die having failed. I can't never begin to explain the joy this brings me. I always thought Abigail was a perfect baby but we've all acknowledged that Elizabeth has taken that spot now. I didn't know this level of perfection existed in a baby. I know I didn't do anything to deserve this but believe me, I'm making up for it in gratitude. She is amazing. Also, I'm enjoying it now because Abigail is currently my most difficult child (by far) and if this trend continues, Elizabeth will be a nightmare on steroids. BUT we just don't know those things right now so I'm just loving my little baby. Also, did I mention she dances? That's adorable too. Like the other kids, she goes crazy for Bastille and she's been really liking the Andrew McMahon fire escape song. 





So, there's my brag post about my three kids. In the day in and day outs of things, it's sometimes easy for me to forget their awesomeness (except Elizabeth... We all remember hers because it's impossible to forget or ignore) and I needed to make sure I got this exciting stuff down. Because seriously, it's so exciting and we've been doing a lot of celebrating around here as a result of it. 

Sleeping in

I know, I suck at blogging. It's hard to keep up on everything so then I end up doing nothing. 

So, here's my short little post instead. 

I lock my bedroom door at night to keep out my children. But then Chris leaves for work early in the morning and unlocks it so it still frequently wake up with a sleeping Brady next to me. But Chris is out of town in Utah right now, so this morning I woke up around 7:30, so the sound of Brady shaking my bedroom door, confused that it was still locked. I unlocked it and we climbed in my bed. He was instantly out and I dozed in and out of sleep til 8 when my alarm was going off and I heard Abigail coming down the stairs. She did some stickers in the kitchen before I got her at 8:15 and had her get dressed and eat breakfast. Then I packed her lunch and did her hair and we even did some stickers together.i had her to school shortly after 9 (after a stretch of barely making it on time) and when I got home, both kids were still sound asleep so I read on my phone in the red chair until Brady woke up at 10:30. We got back in bed to read out of our big Disney stories book and I saw Elizabeth sit up in her crib. It's almost 11 now and she still hasn't made a noise but we'll go get her soon. This was probably the most perfect morning I could have hoped for. 

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I lied, I didn't go get her soon. She stayed sitting up in her crib for an hour and then put her head back down at 11:30. And then popped her head back up by 12:30. I guess we all needed a lazy morning. 

So I got her out at 12:45 and was thinking that maybe I'd just have her skip a nap and then go to bed early. Except that at 2:30, she was sensitive. Like even if I gave her a binky, she wouldn't just crawl around and play (even though I was watching Janel's two youngest so she had plenty of kids to entertain her)... she wanted to be held. So I thought to myself that maybe I would just put her in her crib for 30 minutes or so for her to have some peaceful resting downtime. She fussed a bit but eventually fell asleep. For about four hours. I'm blaming her two right molars. She's just not herself and I'm glad I didn't try to get her out of bed earlier this morning. So, even though I didn't get her out of her crib til 6:45 or something, I put her to bed at 8:45. This baby just needed to sleep things off today. Bless her precious little heart. 

Mt. Rushmore

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Thursday, October 13, 2016

Free day in South Dakota

After our kind of late arrival in rapid city, South Dakota, somehow every member in our family quietly and independently woke up by 7:06. 

Honey got ready and left for work while we got ready and went down for breakfast.  Our waiter was really nice, it was really good, and we had a whole table of food. It was annoying not having a buffet though. The kids kept wondering where the food was. I guess there are pros and cons to everything. 

By 9:41, we were ready for the pool. They walked there exactly like you see here. 

This is my body that thinks Luke warm food feels burning like fire... Hovering his feet over a hot tub. Kind of like how we gather around a campfire. 

What happens when she sees herself in the camera on my phone. 

Hot tubbing. 

I gave her the binky because it's not super fun to sit in a stroller and watch your siblings swim for a few hours. It's hard for her to suck on s binky without her check finding something to snuggle. 

She's so good at smiling for the camera. 

And then we had been there a couple hours and I had just a few more visiting teaching emails to send out so I told the kids just a few more minutes. And when I looked down next, she was out. 



She only slept for 30 minutes and then couldn't get settled again. But by the time we left, we'd been there for just under four hours. In an indoor pool. With no friends, toys, or treats. That still blows my mind. And Elizabeth stayed in her stroller the whole time with no complaints at all. The girl is an angel. Also, my other kids know she's my favorite and they don't even blame me. Probably because she's their favorite too. Also, I love that Brady loves pushing her in the stroller or shopping cart or whatever. He's so good at that and I love the extra help. 
To the playground. 

Ha. 




Find the three kids. 

And to the playground again. 




Who knew South Dakota could be so pretty and enjoyable? This is just a great trip so far especially considering that day stranded at the hotel without a car was suppose to be our most difficult.