Thursday, September 27, 2007

New Hairstyle


I called my sister Kim to tell her I just got back form getting my haircut, and she said, "You have to take a picture and put it on your blog!" So here it is. I love having short hair, because when it's long I always end up pulling it back into a pony tail and I feel like a "frumpy mom." But when it's short, I don't have to do too much, and I most always feel cute. Oh, and I bought my first tub of dry wax, which is the most sophisticated hair product I've ever used.

Note: I am not smiling, because every time I tried smiling I looked like Goofey. (My nose is swollen from all the nose blowing I've done in the last week.) So I just held up the camera and clicked.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Choices, Choices, Choices

Those of you who have heard how my delivery went with Alyssa, know that things did not go incredibly well. I labored for 22 hours and ended up with a c-section. Afterward, when I asked the certified nurse midwife if he thought I would be able to have a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean) in the future, he said that I could try, but that he thought it wasn't very likely. Fast forward to the next time I was pregnant, after asking the midwife what she thought about a VBAC, she did an internal exam and said that my pelvic opening was more funnel-shaped than most ladies' and she didn't think it very likely.

So when I got pregnant with Ethan, I figured that since two different midwives (aren't they supposed to be pro natural?) said that a VBAC wouldn't work for me, I went ahead and scheduled a c-section. Everything went great, the recovery wasn't too bad, and I healed extremely fast (for a section) and extremely well.

But now that I'm pregnant again, and nearing the end, I just keep thinking that it would be so nice to have a vaginal delivery and to not have to worry about the recovery from a c-section. I just wish that I would have thought this before Ethan came around, because now I have the history of two c-sections behind me, instead of just one.

So I've been talking with my sister (who just had her sixth baby, the last five being VBAC's) and looking things up online, and I feel pretty positive about the whole thing. The only thing is, I haven't been able to talk with my doctor about it yet. I tried to get in for a quick, just-talk-to-you appointment, but they didn't have any openings until two days before my next appointment, anyway. So Brian and I will go in on Friday afternoon to see what he thinks.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Priceless

Scrapbook Factory Deluxe
from Office Depot $43.99

Fairy wings for Alyssa's Halloween costume
Crib sheets
Nursing sports bra
Peanut butter M&M's and a cheap computer game
Dishpan tub to put Alyssa's school projects in
Gloworm for Baby's first Santa present
Puffs Tissues, with lotion
Birthday present for Brian
Crib mattress pad
Softsoap refill (milk and honey)
from Target $97.86

Fairy costume pattern, on sale
Snickers bar
16-month wall calendar
from JoAnn Fabrics $3.78

Very pink journal for Alyssa's Christmas present
Three children's books
from Ross $13.96

Dentist appointment with no cavities

Three hours of aimlessly wandering around
the stores of Hillsboro completely by myself
Absolutely Priceless

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It was so nice to get out and run errands all by myself this afternoon, but I found that after a while I started to miss the kids and Brian. Even though they make things more difficult (usually the kids, not Brian), they make things fun.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Yo Ho, and a Bottle of...Cider

The Jacks family had been stricken by the plague. Yes, we've gotten the horrible, awful cold that's going around. Yesterday I lived off of Thera-Flu, and I don't know if kids are supposed to have it or not, but Ethan took a couple sips of it, and he actually liked it. So for lunch today, Brian got the idea to give him some hot (okay, warm, he's not even two) apple cider to see if it would soothe his throat. He loved it! Now, my kids are drinkers. They love water and milk, and they drink a lot of it, but they're not the type to take their cups from the table. But once lunch was over, Ethan would not part with his cider. He took it with him to drink on the walk to Alyssa's school, and he kept trying to drink it when it was gone. We gave him another cup of it for dinner, because he didn't have much of an appetite, and he wanted to take the leftovers to bed with him. I wouldn't be surprised if all of Forest Grove heard the wails coming from our house when I took the cup away from him. That kids loves his cider.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Ta Da!















I just have to take a moment to brag about the beautiful bumper pad I made for the new crib. Brian wanted green, and I wanted something non-babyish, since it would be going in our bedroom. I had an idea of what I wanted when I started, but it turned out even better than I had imagined. Now we just need a baby and a blanket in there to soften things up a bit.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Latest Project


Ethan is famous in our family for ripping off his bibs half-way through a meal, so I copied a bib that Brian used when he was little to make bibs for Ethan and our new baby. I just used random fabric I had in my scrap tub in the garage, and they turned out pretty cute, if I do say so myself. The flower ones are for my niece, Eliza.

Survivor


When I went outside this morning to move the toys out of the rain, I found one little flower that survived the heat spell that happened when we were out of town (and therefore not watering) for a month and a half this summer. It's a fighter!

Thursday, September 13, 2007

What in the World is Wrong With My Children?

5:45. 5:45! That's when Alyssa showed up in our room, asking if it was morning time. Brian growled, "It's WAY too early," and turned over, leaving me to escort her back to bed without waking Ethan. She told me that her wreath, the 18-inch wreath covered in purple ribbon and white Christmas lights that I had recently made her, wasn't working. She was still scared. This wreath brightens the room enough for her to read books before she falls asleep at night. It creates no shadows for monsters or bad guys to hide in. It casts a cheery glow all around a pink bedroom, just so a certain little five-year-old doesn't get afraid when she wakes up in the middle of the night. How could she be scared?

I assume that after I tucked her into bed, that she actually lay down for a while and kept quiet, because I didn't hear her until after Ethan woke up at 6:15. 6:15! What does a one and a half year old have going on during the day that he has to wake up so early? I heard him holler, then I heard him giggle, then I heard Alyssa singing the beaver song she learned in kindergarten, and the two of them laughed hysterically at each other for the next forty-five minutes.

It was actually really cute. I didn't mind. The part that bothers me about the kids waking up so early is that Alyssa comes into our room every five minutes to see if it's time to get up yet. And each time I tell her that I will come and get her when it's time. I think we're going to buy them a clock. We'll put it in their bedroom, and tell Alyssa that if the first number isn't a 7, then please stay in bed.

I don't mind getting up early; I actually enjoy it. When I'm not pregnant I wake up at 5:30 to read scriptures and go to the gym, and it feels great. But I just don't want to get out of bed before 7:00 when I'm pregnant. And there's something about getting up early for your own reasons that's so much better than getting up early and starting your work-day (because I'm a stay-at-home-mom) the second you wake up. Man, if I was getting paid, I could clock in the moment I opened my eyes and clock out just before brushing my teeth. And I would be rich.

So we've tried everything: pushing bed-time back an hour, taking them to the zoo to wear them out ( okay, that's not why we went to the zoo, but you'd think it would work), asking them to sleep-in in hopes that it will have some effect. Nothing works. And they're waking up earlier each day!

Well, maybe the clock thing will work, but if you find me blogging at 4 in the morning next week, you'll know that it hasn't.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

I'm Your Weather Man

Today the weather is overcast and slightly chilly. Fall is coming, and it's beautiful!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Party Animals

After living just outside of Portland for three years and going to countless 2-Dollar Tuesdays, we've finally bought a membership to the Oregon Zoo. So now we don't have to wait until the second Tuesday of each month to enjoy the animals! Here's some pictures from today's trip (2-Dollar Tuesday, I know, but it's what started this whole thing):

Alyssa and Ethan in an eagle's nest

Alyssa posing on a rock

Ethan just climbed through the log. He did it four times!

Sitting on a tractor, obviously

Here's Ethan lovin' the "mister"

The lorakeets are our favorite part of the zoo

Brian made a lot of friends today

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Z Z Z z z zzz

I am a co-sleeper. I didn't really plan on being one, and Brian and I never even discussed it before Alyssa was born, but once she arrived we found that we just couldn't put her down at night. She was like a glorified pet that you beg your mother to let you have sleep in your bed. Except that she didn't have fleas. So while we were in the hospital, Alyssa spent much of her non-eating hours sleeping on Brian's chest, and she continued to sleep there at night when we brought her home. Our first night out of the hospital, Brian and I actually fought over who got to hold her when we went to bed.

Ethan also slept in our bed, but he and Alyssa slept differently from each other. Alyssa wanted to stretch and move when she was awake, but she refused to sleep if she wasn't snuggled next to a warm body. Ethan is our cuddler, but halfway through the night, even as a newborn, he would want his own space, so we would put him in a bassinet beside the bed.

In our family, it's when the baby reaches about six or seven months old and begins to take up more space in the bed that Brian announces that he's not getting very good sleep, and the baby needs to move to a crib. And that's when my sleep goes down the hole. I know a baby is supposed to be able to sleep through the night around three or four months, but because my babies get used to nursing whenever they please, they don't. So I put the baby to bed, and then I'm up three, four...ten times a night with a crying baby who just wants to eat and go back to sleep.

So now that baby number three is coming soon, and Ethan is still in the crib, we needed to have a place for our baby to sleep. He'll sleep with us at night-time, but we need a safe place for him to nap, and then a safe place for him to transition to when Brian starts losing sleep. But I'm hoping that this time around, when the baby gets kicked out of our bed, I won't start losing sleep too.

I mentioned before that we looked at the Arm's Reach Co-Sleepers, and weren't too pleased with them. Then I started looking at the play yards with bassinets, but upon reading the guidelines for them, once we'd be ready for the baby to move in to the bassinet permanently, he'd be grown out of it.

I went to bed on Thursday very depressed and confused. Brian had all sorts of suggestions, like putting the baby to sleep in a drawer, box, or laundry basket, (His sister actually made a very cute bassinet out of a large laundry basket with her last little girl.) but none of his suggestions met my criteria for the perfect baby bed.

Then on Friday Brian came home from school just before we left to take Alyssa to kindergarten, and he mentioned they were having a yard sale at the Hinman House just up the street. We walked on over on the way to Alyssa's school, and there in the driveway was a beautiful, three-sided crib. Actually, it does have four sides, but one of them is currently off, which is how I'm going to leave it.


I measured it all out. There is exactly enough space in our bedroom to put the changing table against the wall, the crib next to that, and the bed next to the crib. We'll leave that fourth side open, giving us our very own co-sleeper. We'll have to put the fourth side back on when the baby gets older and can pull himself up. We wouldn't want him crawling onto our bed during nap time and falling off onto his head.

So that was a very long and drawn out (or shall I say protracted? Who had Mr. Bullert at CBC?) way of saying we bought a crib for the baby. And even if my reasoning doesn't make much sense, it's exactly what I was looking for without even knowing I was looking for it. I've been looking at bedding sets online (those puppies go up to $900, just for a blanket, bumper pad, and crib skirt!) and couldn't find anything that I really like. So now I'm excited to make the bedding for it, and I can't wait until it's time to set it up.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Playing House

Brian and Brooke are right. I have been "nesting." I got up early on Monday (not by my own choice, though - our kids like to wake up at 6:30) and started by cleaning out the kitchen cupboards. I made a huge list of things to get done (wash down walls, mop, put refresher on wooden floors, wash dining room table and chairs, etc) and I got everything done except doing something about the stinky diaper pail, which I tackled the next day. I even painted my toenails, which is not easy with an eight-month-pregnant belly in the way.

I've got an excel file of things to do before the baby comes, things to buy before the baby comes, food to freeze, and food to store in the garage. Right now we're in the market for a pack-n-play or bassinet to put in our room, since Ethan's still in the crib. (Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.) We were going to get an Arms Reach Co-Sleeper, but after looking at one in the store, I wasn't too impressed with the quality. So right now we're looking for something that will be easy to use after the c-section that will allow us to have the baby sleep with us, but also give us the option of putting him down somewhere else.

Yesterday I felt like a real mom. My baby went to school! Ethan and I walked her to class, and she made two friends on the way. She walked right in, and I had to call her back to get a hug. Ethan fell asleep on the walk home, so I was free to read baby magazines (which I pick up at the doctor's all the time, but they're all the same!) and make cookies for three o'clock snack.

So I've been cleaning and planning and cooking, and we have just eight more weeks until this baby comes. Sometimes it seems like forever, and sometimes it feels so close. I'm so excited to meet him and to not be pregnant anymore, but I also want time to slow down so I can enjoy September and Brian's birthday and Halloween. But time will move forward at it's own pace, and I'll just have to be content with what it chooses to do. Meanwhile, I think I'm going to go clean the bathroom and organize the game closet.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Kindergarten, Here We Come!
















Today was Alyssa's very first day of school! Today we just went in to meet her teacher and get acquainted with where everything is. Alyssa had a great time! We filled out her "Mom will pick me up" card, got her picture taken, painted a picture, and took a self-guided tour of the school. When we were done with the tour, I asked if she could find her classroom all by herself, and she did great!

Alyssa's already made a friend. She's so friendly and outgoing, that I'm not surprised. She started talking to a little girl named Brittany while she was painting, and they hung out together the rest of the time. She had so much fun that she said she didn't want to wait until tomorrow to come back. I think Alyssa's going to have a fabulous school year!

Saturday, September 01, 2007

How to Get Rid of These Flies?



We still have about five flies buzzing around our living room. Sometimes they venture off to other areas of the house, but mostly they're just going in circles around the dead center of the living room. When will their party end?

They don't land, so I can't swat them with a fly swatter. Ethan sure gets a kick out of watching me stand there, swatting at the air. I haven't killed a single one.

If we can't get rid of these flies by Monday, I think we're going to fog the house, or set fire to it, or something.