Monday, August 11, 2014

#3

I know no one really reads this. And I know that those who do already know that we are expecting baby #3 (right?), but it only seems right to briefly document how this pregnancy is going...

I'll be 16 weeks on Wednesday.

The doc is 90% sure it's a girl.

We have a name but aren't sharing.

I chose this name. I had to make a deal with Russ to get it, though. Let's just say that IF we have a #4, and IF that baby happens to also be a girl...her name is already chosen as well. And I don't like it!

I absolutely hate the first trimester. I think our house is still recovering from 2 months of complete neglect (while I took unreasonably long naps and spent my waking hours trying not to vomit whilst keeping my children happy). Anyone want to come mop my floors and clean my bathrooms?

Owen is super excited to have another sister and he thinks we should name her Owen.

My pants started feeling too tight the week before I even got a positive pregnancy test. I look more like 22 weeks than 16 this time around. I suppose this is normal for an already stretched out uterus and I should just embrace it, yes?

I am getting really excited to have another one. I'm not in denial of how hard it will be with 3 at home, but I'm just excited to work through those hard first few months and get our new normal routine down and snuggle with my new baby!!!

I am convinced that God knows we can't handle another Elsie (aka non-sleeper/super temperamental/feisty as all heck, etc). If we are going to be having more than 3, this better be an easy baby! (And I should add in that Elsie has really mellowed out in the last 3 months...it was the first 15 months of her life that were ridiculous.)

Russ is still in denial. He'll get over it. :)

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

A Dislocated Elbow and Other Fun Randoms

I have now successfully dislocated both of my childrens' elbows. I don't think I'll be up for any mother of the year awards any time soon. Two or three Sundays ago I was leaving church with the kids. Elsie hates to hold my hand, but we were crossing the parking lot. I grabbed her hand, she jerked away, lost her balance, and fell right on the hot asphalt. I was worried about her getting burned (asphalt in Phoenix in July is HOT) so I hurriedly reached down and grabbed her arm and pulled her up into my arms. She screamed the whole way to the car and I was sure she had burned her hand on the asphalt. As I was buckling her in she sadly stopped crying and with her good hand pointed to the bad one to show me what was wrong. Poor girl. So I took the kids home, set her on the couch and brought her a boo boo birdie (an ice pack) for her to rest her hand on. I got her a drink and crackers and started up a cartoon and she was soon really calm. After watching her for about 45 minutes and seeing that she wouldn't move her left arm to do anything, I remembered that that's what Owen looked like when he dislocated his elbow a year or so earlier. I went over and slowly bent her elbow and she went into hysterics. Awesome. I waited another few minutes and tried it again to be sure it was the elbow. It definitely was. So I loaded the kiddos up and headed to urgent care to get this girl put back together again (all while wishing desperately for my normal Sunday afternoon nap). We were literally the only patients at the Phoenix Children's Urgent Care which was great! We got right in, the doc felt her arm and popped that thing right back into place. I always feel dumb when I get emotional at the doctor, but I couldn't help it...she was crying so loud when he was touching it! The doctor asked me if I was okay and I assured him I was just fine. When this happened to Owen he was quite a bit older, so they brought him in some fruit snacks and put it up and he reached right for it with his bad arm and we knew that everything was all better. The doctor said that the younger ones are usually a little more slow to trust that their arm will work. So he brought in a sucker and made me hold down her good arm. She literally stared at the sucker and lusted after it for like 3 minutes. He held it a little closer to her hand and she finally went for it and forgot all about her hurt elbow. Phew!
These pics are from before I realized that her elbow was dislocated...she was like a little zombie:
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Two days later at the doc because Owen had an ear infection. Thank goodness he still has a tube in his right ear. His infections don't hurt him too bad since the tube releases a lot of the pressure. Owen has never been wrong about having an ear infection when he tells me his ear hurts.
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Buddy's current favorite toy is this set of magnets. They're pretty bomb.
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She stole Owen's frozen Gogurt and has never been happier.
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Buddy at the dentist. He did awesome.
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"Mom, do you want me to come snuggle with you?" This is his favorite way to get out of bed when he's supposed to be asleep and it usually works.
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Right after Elsie threw up an entire sippy cup of vanilla almond milk on me. Poor girl was having a rough week!
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Cuddles with daddy. She stayed like this for almost an hour and when he got up, realized that she had peed all over him! It was kinda funny.
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Yesterday the two neighbor girls came over for some play time. They helped me roll out some soft pretzels and wanted to watch them bake. Too cute.

Monday, August 4, 2014

Whiting Reunion

I love camping. Russ does not. Okay, he does love the being outdoors bit but he just hates sleeping in a tent with his bad back. But he sucked it up for me (I may or may not have given him a choice :)) and we headed to my family reunion this year. This area of AZ is by far my favorite. It's just so pretty! We ended up having a great time and are so glad we went!
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Grandma behind the wheel...watch out!
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You can't tell, but it was pouring rain in the background of this picture. Rain was a big part of this trip and I liked it!
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Chateau Perkins in the background.
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The kids were fascinated by this worm. A perfect example of why kids need to go camping!
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My dad's still pretty cool, even at the age of 73. :)
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Pretty glad that I decided to buy those cute rain coats on the clearance rack of Target a few months ago. $5 each, dry kids...so worth it!
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I tried a new foil dinner this year...stuffing, chicken, fresh broccoli, and cream of chicken soup. 15 minutes on each side. They turned out pretty great! Owen even gobbled it up (after 45 minutes of refusal, but whatever).
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Buddy finally decided that s'mores are delicious, as opposed to his usual insistence of just eating straight marshmallows.
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She slept almost an entire 45 minutes like this on a super noisy and bumpy trail. Every once in a while, while still asleep, she'd reach her hand over to mine just for a little security. It was adorable.
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Owen carried this "broom" with him for the entire 45 minutes as well. Goof ball.
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On top of Greens Peak.
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My dad making us feel like slow pokes.
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Nephew Gavin.
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A bunch of kids (mostly) returning from the annual ride up to the top of Green's Peak. Owen was devastated that he missed the trailer on the way up and had to ride in the Rhino. But it was all okay because he got to ride on it on the way back. :)
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Pit stop on our drive home. Ham sandwiches and OJ (in other words, whatever was left in our ice chest!) I gotta say, our kids have become pretty darn good travelers. They did great (for a an 18 month old and 4 year old) both ways. Our little troopers!

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Little Boy

Owen was assigned to give the opening prayer and recite the first Article of Faith in Primary today at church. This may not seem like a big deal, but Owen is kinda known for not willingly doing things that are outside of his comfort zone. I think he's mostly just shy and doesn't like a lot of attention (unless it's on his terms). So the last time he gave a prayer in Primary I pretty much gave it for him while he stood next to me all whiney/mopey-like. Not a good experience for either of us. So we practiced his A of F every day this week and even went down to the church one night so he could practice saying it nice and loud into the microphone. I was super happy when he came into Primary and ran up to sit next to me at the front of the room and kept asking why it wasn't his turn to do his assignment yet! He did an awesome job at both and with only 3 cues, said the Article of Faith almost entirely by himself. He was so proud of himself and was asking after church when he'll get to do it again. I sure was a proud mama! Go buddy!