I feel you, buddy. Exercising is hard work.
Another month that is! I am really beginning to question my productivity. Once upon a time, I used to be a productive person. Not just productive but dare I say creative. My sewing lately has been limited to mending projects and making my mom a new valance for what used to be my old room. My days now consist of getting my church work done, snuggling with Sam, teaching Alaina how to read and cleaning up what ever Sam spits out at me during meal time. It is a glamourous life I lead.
Actually this month was one of more illness for us. Sam had his first ear infection and due to his irritability he must have been channeling my thoughts and thought give me a double. But instead of mommy getting a nice stiff drink to help her sleep my sweet Sam got a double ear infection and he got to have the sweet nectar of meds known as amoxicillain! But, Alaina she went for what I thought was just a cold and an eye infection and walked out with the diagnosis of pink eye, sinus infection and bronchitis. Yes, my kids are just over achievers when it comes to illness we like to get as many and as much yuck as possible. I am having their rooms measured for big bubbles for them to live in for the rest of flu season as I type.
But, so you know that we all still survived here is Lainey and her Daddy snuggling in the teeniest craft ever. A super cozy UK fleece blanket. All the crafting needed was 4 straight lines and fringe…up my alley for the amount of time I am committing to crafting lately!
And, my little love bug and his first green beans. Mama is so looking forward to the gross diapers that solid foods will bring us!
Here is to being able to craft and create more and for a hopefully healthy November!
I remember the teething game well from the princess. That being said, I thought I remembered it coming a lot later for her. Her first little tooth popped in when she was 10 months old so feeling the little white mountainous ridges of baby teeth popping through of my little 4 month old caught me by surprise! They haven’t popped through fully but this little man needs something else to munch on besides his mama. (I won’t go into detail with any further as to not embarrass my brother who reads here) So, when I remembered about these mesh baggies for babies to gum stuff with I knew that was what my little prince needed. Frozen breastmilk cubes (sorry little brother, I ended up writing something that will make you cringe anyway) have been a lifesaver. He happily chomps these down like a champ and then my little buy stops the teething fuss and I am back to my happy little milky mess man.
In comparison here is a picture of my first little teether at 7 months. It should be noted that my little guy weighs more now than the princess did when she turned one!
Being a UK fan was never going be an option, son. It is part your heritage. Accept it and love it and do your best not to get disappointed when we suck, well because as of recent years we do. However, once upon a time we were good so we just rub that in other teams faces and pray we return back to our former big blue glory once again. That being said, nothing would make your dad prouder than if your first words were Go Cats!
Despite the non stop hand washing and basically showering ourselves in hand sanitizer, the princess still managed to catch the swine flu. So far it is much less mild than what I was expecting. Which I am thankful for however, we still have to be worried about the little one. At 4 months old he isn’t old enough for any meds, so we are praying that this illness leaves our house soon and the rest of us don’t get it.
Interestingly enough the day before she came home from school with an art project of a pig which I threw away. It must be my punishment for not keeping every thing she has ever scribbled on, which would be her preference.
A direct quote of the princesses night time prayer last night:
Dear Jesus, I love you. Thank you for the oceans, swimming pools, chocolate milk and Target. Amen.
There is beauty in her honesty!
Every time I say something about my kids it never ceases to make me giggle. After almost 4 months it is still surreal that I have two kids! School has been in session with has been an interesting transition. Sending your child to kindergarten has been an eye opening experience. Every other person in my childs life, I have chosen so to have a new teacher that I hear wonderful things about but haven’t seen them yet make me uneasy. I wish I could say it has all been peachy but we are still jumping over a few hurdles. We meet with the teacher tomorrow night so I am hopeful that her methods will become clearer for us and give the princess room to excel before I complain about it all!
But, now for an update on the kids (insert giggle!)
Isn’t she gorgeous? She is a big girl who rides the bus and plays soccer and loves Sunday school so much she wants to stay for extra services. For such a petite girl she has such a big heart but selective hearing when it comes to cleaning up her messes. Can we blame dad for those traits? Most likely not for those who know me well, she is a carbon copy of her mama.
Oh my ever loving baby love goes on and on for this kid. He is so stinking sweet. He is the ultimate cuddle bug and just loves life. He is always smiling. Someone needs to remind him how little he is because he is just hitting his milestones way to fast. Within days of learning how to roll over in succession, he is now practicing a new skill that I would have been happy to have him wait on but he is pretty proud of his army crawl. He is 4 months old next week. He was so worth the wait.
There is nothing sweeter than waking up to see these two smiling at you.I love my kids. (insert giggle, still so sublimely happy to have two of them!)
That my daughter is in kindergarten. I am not normally at a loss for words and can usually write lengthly blog posts about nothing and now here is something monumental and I have no words to describe it. Ok, it is going to take more than a week for the denial to wear off, because even though I am dropping this sweet child of mine off at school each day and watching her beam with pride as she runs to me off the school bus….it still doesn’t seem real that I have a little one in school.
I am pretty sure all of the fundraising and the constant form filling out will push me over the edge of this denial, but until then here are some pictures of my pride and joy before leaving for her first day.
and it wouldn’t be fair not to include the little prince
Oh and did you notice some bling on the princesses ears? Yep, she got her ears pierced. I am pretty sure it advanced her inner diva to be 15 years old instead of 5. It was a big week. Forgive me if I go back into hiding, life just seems to be going by way to fast.
Oh my! This is one of the first things that I ever attempted to sew and it was Custom JoJo’s Circus overalls for the princess’ 2nd birthday. I stayed up all night working on these and finished them just minutes before the guests arrived! I can’t believe this little one is now 5 and going to school in two weeks!
It never ceases to amaze how time seems to fly by while watching your kids grow. I remember the princess being born and savoring every second of her her drooly grins and belly laughs and now in two short weeks my little one will be going to kindergarten. I am currently living in denial that she will be going to school. I sent her to preschool but that didn’t prepare me. There is something about not being able walk her to and from her class that makes tears well up in my eyes. I am not ready for her to grow up. Normally, I would be on the ball with her first day outfit picked out and and her backpack all packed up and arranged but I am pretending that she isn’t going. Someone is going to have to come and hold me.
It was just over a year ago when my infertility had taken over me. I was no longer just upset but I had moved on to feeling hopeless and devastated. I remember taking the princess to her first day of preschool last year and getting back into the car crying, thinking how sad the next year would be taking her kindergarten and coming home to emptiness. Well, as irony would have it a few days after that day I found out that I wouldn’t have to experience that because I was finally expecting a new baby.
So, in 2 weeks I send my oldest to school and will come home to anything but emptiness, as my sweet little prince who we have longed for to complete our family will be with me. God is so good. But the time could slow down for just a minute so I can enjoy them as they only stay this little once.
