I just thought I would tell the story of Joel's birth to help me remember the details for later down the road.
Starting on Wednesday Sept. 29th, I had a doctor's appt. with my ob. He checked me and I was 3-4cms. This time he told me that he added my name on the list to be induced Thursday in the hospital. This was followed by the statement that it may not happen if the hospital is busy, but a non-stress test would be in order if I don't. I was instructed to call the hospital Thursday morning before 7:30am. I continued through the day making arrangements for the kids and getting everything ready, all the while still preparing myself that Thursday may not be the day.
Thursday morning rolled around and I started the day out normally, waking up at 6:50am and getting the kids ready to go to Christa's. It was about 7:15am when I decided to get the phone and number ready to call the hospital. Just as I was doing that, the phone rang and it was the hospital calling to ask me to come in. My emotions were going nuts as I scrambled to get myself, the kids and Dave ready for the day where all life was about to change. We got the kids to the sitters for 8am and from there went to the hospital. We got there around 8:30am. We got registered and our nurse came to greet us and take us to the delivery room where she had me strip down into a gown and find a comfortable position on the bed. Our nurse's name was Judy. She informed me that Dr. Anstett just went into a scheduled c-section, so he wouldn't be in until later to break my water. In the meantime she started me on oxytocin to get contractions going. That didn't really make much of a difference for me, I couldn't really feel anything. My doctor came in around 11am and broke my water, and increased the drip. This brought on some very painful contractions. They were so low down and brought tears to my eyes everytime they happened. I lasted maybe 1.5 hours with this pain. Both my nurse and Dave were so quiet, I had on either side of me, them reading their magazines, while I was left alone with nothing distracting me but that pain. Finally my nurse looked at me and saw me crying and asked if I would like the epidural now. "YES PLEASE" was my response! It was maybe 12:45 when I received that. Which was painful in itself, but what magic it was. Once I had that, I was able to just sit back and relax! The nurse checked me at 4:30 and told me that I was ready, fully dilated and the head was right there. Another nurse named Brenda then came in. (Brenda was my nurse for Caleb and Amberly, she knew I was there, so she said she might as well be present for my 3rd too!) Both nurses chatted and called my doctor who was in his office. It would take him 5 mins. to come, and Judy said to Brenda, "He may be mad at me for calling him because I know he likes to see the ears when he comes in" Brenda then told her that she will get me to push just once to at least tell the doctor that I was pushing. So they had me push once. Then I heard Brenda tell Judy "well, he'll be happy now" implying that the ears were there! This was all so bizarre to me, because with Caleb, when it was time to push I could feel the severe pressure down below and my whole body was trembling. This time I could feel just a tiny bit of pressure, and that was it! Dr. Anstett came in and they had me push once. Then they had me push twice, and presto, Joel entered the world! I couldn't believe it, I kept saying "No way, No way!" Brenda took him over to clean him up and then my tears started to flow. It was so quiet in the room, with only 5 adults there, something I was so not expecting. The doctor continued to work below, I had torn a bit I guess. While he was stitching me up, he and Dave were talking about the 4th baby. Brenda piped up and said this was not the time to be having these discussions men!
It was just an amazing experience this time. God was with me the whole time. The kids came in with Dave's parents to meet their new little brother. The night went well with the young nurse I had. And we were able to get out in the morning. We were home by 11am Friday. My parents had stayed with the kids. Everyone is adjusting still.
Caleb seems to be having the most problems with Joel. He acts out and whines a lot. He's not his normal sweet self. But in time I know he'll come around. Amberly loves her baby brother. Often gives kisses and wants to look at him, and so far that's it, no threat of harm coming from her yet!
I'm adjusting o.k. One of the questions everyone asks me is if I'm nursing. I'm not. I told myself I would try, and I did. I did in the hospital and for the first full day at home and that was it. The memory of what I went through with Caleb came back, and fear of not knowing how much Joel was eating. My breaking point was when I was nursing and both Caleb and Amberly were in their bed crying out for mommy, and I couldn't go to them. Once I decided to make the switch, the wieght on my shoulders was gone and I felt a greater confidence in myself. Nursing is not for me. I know people would call me selfish for saying that. Believe me, I have suffered the guilt over it, and cried enough over it. But the bottom line is, Joel is thriving and happy and so is mommy.
Well, I could go on and on about Joel and what a good baby he is. We are lucky to get 4 hour stretches from him through the night. His fussy times are in the evening before our bedtime, where he seems to want to eat every 2 hours. But I'm o.k. with that. I do feel anxious each night wondering what he'll do, and if I'll get sleep. But again, the Lord has been truly good to me, and Joel has been amazing.
I better go, need to spend some time with Dave.
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Again, Still Waiting.....
It's Sunday evening and this little guy still remains to make a grand entrance. With each morning I wake up asking God if today will be the day, "please may it be today". By the time noon rolls around, the frustration starts to sink in, and my feelings of being uncomfortable are magnified, and I just wish it was time. Then by the time dinner is over and bed time routines begin and end, I sit and relax after the kids are tucked in now able to accept that today was in fact not the day. But begin to hope that I will get one more nights rest in before the big event.
This has been what my last 4 or 5 days have been like. I ride these emotional hills, and I'm tired of doing it.
Thursday's appt. was uneventful (as you may see) My ob entered the room with a regrettable tone declaring that it won't happen tonight with his help because the hospital was crazy busy, and there was a waiting list of women who needed to be induced. Deep down I felt that this was probably a normal story that he can tell, I have no idea otherwise right? He proceeded to check me, in the week since he last saw me, nothing changed. I was still 2-3 cm's dilated. This time he caused a little more pain as he stretched my cervix in hopes that this would help my water to break on it's own sooner than later. I left with another appt. booked for this coming Wednesday and feeling pretty discouraged.
From how he describes it, I understand why I couldn't be induced last week. They can't use the normal methods of drugs to induce such as cervidil, that they would give and then have you do whatever to wait for active labour. Because they will only induce by breaking my water, that requires a labour room, it's not like they can just break it and wait for something to happen. Then Dave has a buddy whose wife was on that waiting list to be induced last week, and he told him that there was "like 100 babies" born in those past few days.
I am really hoping that I won't make it until Wednesday, deep down I do hope things will begin naturally on their own. I never anticipated being pregnant still. I my mind I would have had this baby over a week ago already. Now the idea of him holding on for October is threatening me!
This has been what my last 4 or 5 days have been like. I ride these emotional hills, and I'm tired of doing it.
Thursday's appt. was uneventful (as you may see) My ob entered the room with a regrettable tone declaring that it won't happen tonight with his help because the hospital was crazy busy, and there was a waiting list of women who needed to be induced. Deep down I felt that this was probably a normal story that he can tell, I have no idea otherwise right? He proceeded to check me, in the week since he last saw me, nothing changed. I was still 2-3 cm's dilated. This time he caused a little more pain as he stretched my cervix in hopes that this would help my water to break on it's own sooner than later. I left with another appt. booked for this coming Wednesday and feeling pretty discouraged.
From how he describes it, I understand why I couldn't be induced last week. They can't use the normal methods of drugs to induce such as cervidil, that they would give and then have you do whatever to wait for active labour. Because they will only induce by breaking my water, that requires a labour room, it's not like they can just break it and wait for something to happen. Then Dave has a buddy whose wife was on that waiting list to be induced last week, and he told him that there was "like 100 babies" born in those past few days.
I am really hoping that I won't make it until Wednesday, deep down I do hope things will begin naturally on their own. I never anticipated being pregnant still. I my mind I would have had this baby over a week ago already. Now the idea of him holding on for October is threatening me!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Still Waiting
I'm here. Waiting for this little guy to come. Between you and me, I think he's pretty comfortable, and doesn't really want to come. I've been off since Friday, thinking each morning, today could be the day. But then the evening rolls around and I'm back in bed struggling to find a comfortable position and having difficulty sleeping in general.
Tomorrow I have an appt. with my ob. I'll be 40 weeks. Last week's appt. I had an internal done, and was told I was 2 cm's dilated, and my cervix was softening. He then proceeded to talk about what next week could bring if I make it to tomorrow. He's on call at the hospital tomorrow night, so he mentioned that perhaps he would have me come in and he would break my water and see what happens. He doesn't recommend that I go over by much, I think he's concerned about the size of the baby. So I'm not going to stop him, as much as I would love for things to start naturally on their own, I'm not going to try and break a record or anything. So I wonder now what he'll have to say tomorrow. I don't want to believe that tomorrow will be the day, he said it would depend on things at the hospital and stuff. So, again I wait. Wondering. Sometimes worrying. Eager. Bored. Ready.
Tomorrow I have an appt. with my ob. I'll be 40 weeks. Last week's appt. I had an internal done, and was told I was 2 cm's dilated, and my cervix was softening. He then proceeded to talk about what next week could bring if I make it to tomorrow. He's on call at the hospital tomorrow night, so he mentioned that perhaps he would have me come in and he would break my water and see what happens. He doesn't recommend that I go over by much, I think he's concerned about the size of the baby. So I'm not going to stop him, as much as I would love for things to start naturally on their own, I'm not going to try and break a record or anything. So I wonder now what he'll have to say tomorrow. I don't want to believe that tomorrow will be the day, he said it would depend on things at the hospital and stuff. So, again I wait. Wondering. Sometimes worrying. Eager. Bored. Ready.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Caleb's First Official Full Day of School
Today marked a big day in the life of our Caleb. He had his first day of Junior Kindergarten. He was really excited. The fact that he gets 2 lunches was a thrill, and when we would ask him about the upcoming day, his main focus was that he gets 2 desserts (such a boy). Dave took Amberly to the sitters as usual, where I stayed home with Caleb and prepared him for the day. I packed his lunch, and showed him all his food and what to eat and when. We picked out what shoes he wanted to wear to school and what shoes he wanted to take for indoors. We packed up his back pack with his lunch, shoes and a bag of extra emergency clothes. We headed out the door. (I made an attempt to feed him breakfast, and he didn't finish his toast, and wolfed down his yogurt) Once we got to the school, I walked him up to the crossing guard and greeted her. Then we went behind the school to his door where he was to line up. There he met Mason, his older buddy who is in his class as an SK. From there, he ran and greeted his babysitter Christa with a big hug, and all the other daycare kids were there telling him that they were going to find him at recess.
Then the bell rang. I walked him over to the line, and Mason made room for him. I asked Mason to be Caleb's big helper for me today and he said sure. I bent down and looked Caleb in his eyes and told him I loved him. Then I gave him a little squeeze and asked for a high five. The teacher then opened the door and in marched Caleb, no turning back. I had tears well up in my eyes as the teacher started to close the door and say goodbye to us parents. But I held my composure. I then said my goodbyes to Amberly and Christa and headed to work. Christa told me how she found McQueen cupcake papers and that she planned on baking him special cupcakes to commemorate his first day of school and I sighed and said "gee, I even forgot to brush his teeth, let alone think of something like that!"
Once arriving at work, I had a couple of co-workers ask me about how things went, and I was able to keep it together, but knew if one more person asked, I was going to lose it. So I went into my friend's office and balled my eyes out! I mean the total "ah ah ah ahhhh" sob. But after I got the tears all out I was o.k. and before I knew it, it was after 3 and I was heading out to pick him up. The bell rang at 3:30 and out he came, with smiles on. The teacher told me that she only had him and one other JK there today, and that he was great. No accidents, picked up the routines quickly and seemed to enjoy himself. Caleb walked up to me and I gave him a great big hug and he asked me to carry his back pack. Then he saw Christa, and gave her a big hug while she presented him with his special cupcakes. We made our way back to the van with Amberly and I asked him a million questions to which he answered "I don't Know" to. So I really have no idea what happened at his first day. I know he played with Mason at recess. Oh and I know that the teacher helped him get his button done up after going potty. He's so cute he says to me "Constantinou did up my button" He fails to put Mrs. in front of her name, so to him her name is just Constantinou! That makes me laugh. As a family celebrating his first day, we went to East Side Mario's for dinner with Dave's parents. We had a really nice dinner.
It's hard to see my little guy grow up and like my Mom said, it will be hard to see him come home with changes knowing that I've missed a piece of his life. It's really hard to let go. This is the first step to many life steps he'll be making. I want to cherish every moment because I know it will go by so fast and before I know it, he'll be a man!
I love you my dear gentle Caleb.
Monday, September 06, 2010
Trying to Control These Feelings
Oh dear. It's always in the evening when I feel bombarded, overwhelmed with emotions. Tomorrow is really just a normal day. The only thing different about it is I'm taking a later lunch to take Caleb to his school and meet his teacher. It's only 30 mins of my day, but I'm feeling pretty emotional about it. It's just craziness! Yesterday at church during worship time we sang how God never changes, and although I have sang this song countless times in the past, yesterday it touched my heart. As much as I dislike change in my life, I know I can always hold tight on the Lord because He never changes. I try to remind myself of this fact in moments like now where I feel attacked by the constant reminders of how much my life will be turned upside down in the next few weeks.
I worked hard to make sure I can be prepared for life to change in our house. Saturday Dave and I tackeled cleaning the house and completly finishing the final touches in the boys room. We set up the bassinet in our room, washed all things baby and even set the car seat in the van. We're ready for this little guy to come. I'm just not. I haven't begun to pack a bag for myself. I keep telling myself I want to go and get something special for Caleb and Amberly from the baby (Deb's idea) but never am I motivated to do this. We have a name for him (I think!) but we haven't ever firmed up a plan for when labour actually occurs. Who to call, when and stuff. I'm just hoping it will happen during the week, so the kids can maintain a regular schedule and be with Christa, she's their second home anyway. I know that anyone we call on for help will be here for us at the drop of a hat, but again, it's the fear of the unknown, when, how, where???
ANYWAY.....Sunday was a fun day. We went to church and from there headed to my parents for the afternoon. My entire family was there and it was great to see everyone. We went over to the O'ville fair. I think we made it extra special for Caleb. This year 2 Monster trucks were there. One you could ride and one that actually crushed cars for show. This impressed me big time. After watching too many hours of MonsterJam on tv with Caleb, to see one in person, close up and see it tackle cars was amazing! The quiet joy on Caleb's face made it all worth while. He rode the monster truck with Benji quite proudly. He even went on a few rides and then watched the demolition derby. He kept asking me when the Monster truck was going to come back, but I think he liked seeing the cars crash up a bit.
Well, I think I'm going to relax for a bit (or try too) Kids are sleeping, Dave is working (poor guy) so I noticed 27 Dresses was on Showtime, so I think I may watch that!
I worked hard to make sure I can be prepared for life to change in our house. Saturday Dave and I tackeled cleaning the house and completly finishing the final touches in the boys room. We set up the bassinet in our room, washed all things baby and even set the car seat in the van. We're ready for this little guy to come. I'm just not. I haven't begun to pack a bag for myself. I keep telling myself I want to go and get something special for Caleb and Amberly from the baby (Deb's idea) but never am I motivated to do this. We have a name for him (I think!) but we haven't ever firmed up a plan for when labour actually occurs. Who to call, when and stuff. I'm just hoping it will happen during the week, so the kids can maintain a regular schedule and be with Christa, she's their second home anyway. I know that anyone we call on for help will be here for us at the drop of a hat, but again, it's the fear of the unknown, when, how, where???
ANYWAY.....Sunday was a fun day. We went to church and from there headed to my parents for the afternoon. My entire family was there and it was great to see everyone. We went over to the O'ville fair. I think we made it extra special for Caleb. This year 2 Monster trucks were there. One you could ride and one that actually crushed cars for show. This impressed me big time. After watching too many hours of MonsterJam on tv with Caleb, to see one in person, close up and see it tackle cars was amazing! The quiet joy on Caleb's face made it all worth while. He rode the monster truck with Benji quite proudly. He even went on a few rides and then watched the demolition derby. He kept asking me when the Monster truck was going to come back, but I think he liked seeing the cars crash up a bit.
Well, I think I'm going to relax for a bit (or try too) Kids are sleeping, Dave is working (poor guy) so I noticed 27 Dresses was on Showtime, so I think I may watch that!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Last Day of August
Wow, September starts tomorrow. Really? Where did July and August really go? I can't believe how fast those months flew. Now we're heading into the month that will bring many changes for our family. A new baby, Caleb in school, not working. Lots of little things that require some kind of adjustment for all of us. This all makes me anxious. I don't know how to describe the emotion I feel, because it's weird. When I lay in bed at night I get that "homesick" feeling deep down inside. I tell Dave this and he always responds with "That's weird, you are home".
Today I handed in my maternity leave papers. I wrote down that my last day of work will be Sept. 17. My boss was glad that I was hanging in for so long, but my co-workers think I should head out now! I don't know how many times I've told people that I get more rest being at work, then I would being at home! While talking to my boss, we talked about Caleb starting school. I would have been totally fine with the conversation if only she didn't look directly at me and ask "And how are you feeling about this?" I got all emotional and blubbery! I cried just a little. I can't describe this emotion either. I worry big time about him. It's the first time I worry about him in the real world and if he'll get hurt emotionally, or I worry about him opening up a package to eat something, I have fear that he won't speak up and ask for help when he needs it. I could go on and on about every little detail that I've concerned myself with over the past few weeks, and it just seems that as the day draws closer I'm freaking out a little too much! Having said all this, I do know that he's ready, he'll be fine, and he'll love it. I do know it's all me that is creating this emotional wreck in my mind that I just have to battle with. And from what I've been told, I'm going to battle this for the rest of my life! He's my baby, he'll always be that to me. He's the sweetest little boy and I'm totally in love with him and all his cuteness.
Well. Goodbye August 2010. Too bad you didn't stick around a little longer, with September here, I have no other choice than to be ready for life to change.
Today I handed in my maternity leave papers. I wrote down that my last day of work will be Sept. 17. My boss was glad that I was hanging in for so long, but my co-workers think I should head out now! I don't know how many times I've told people that I get more rest being at work, then I would being at home! While talking to my boss, we talked about Caleb starting school. I would have been totally fine with the conversation if only she didn't look directly at me and ask "And how are you feeling about this?" I got all emotional and blubbery! I cried just a little. I can't describe this emotion either. I worry big time about him. It's the first time I worry about him in the real world and if he'll get hurt emotionally, or I worry about him opening up a package to eat something, I have fear that he won't speak up and ask for help when he needs it. I could go on and on about every little detail that I've concerned myself with over the past few weeks, and it just seems that as the day draws closer I'm freaking out a little too much! Having said all this, I do know that he's ready, he'll be fine, and he'll love it. I do know it's all me that is creating this emotional wreck in my mind that I just have to battle with. And from what I've been told, I'm going to battle this for the rest of my life! He's my baby, he'll always be that to me. He's the sweetest little boy and I'm totally in love with him and all his cuteness.
Well. Goodbye August 2010. Too bad you didn't stick around a little longer, with September here, I have no other choice than to be ready for life to change.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Now a Cold?
I'm having a rough week. I've got this chest cold that just sucks really! I'm coughing and gagging and flemmy and it's just not pleasant to live with. Today I've stayed home from work because I didn't want to expose the terrible sounds I make to fellow co-workers! I hope it gets better quick!
I've been really wanting to enjoy the last few weeks I have being pregnant. The best part about pregnancy is the baby moving, and this baby moves. It's just amazing. His little bum sticks right out mostly on my left side, sometimes I truly look lopsided! But generally when his bum pokes up it will move from the left side over to the centre of my belly and then back to the left side. The movement is so define and clear it's just amazing. I love watching it. Feeling it too is just wonderful. I can press on one side and actually feel him in there. I don't remember feeling this way with either Caleb or Amberly. Amberly was so small and in hindsight I should have known that because near the end I always struggled with feeling her move, I actually had to go to hospital one time to be hooked up and wait for movement. But so far with this guy, when I press down on where I think his bum is, he never fails to give me a nudge or a kick.
This past weekend a bunch of our friends and their families went to Earl Rowe park camping. Our family went. I drove a seperate vehicle and went and stayed with my parents for the nights, but it was fun. The kids all had a blast with eachother. I hope this will become a tradition for us all.
Well, I'm going to sit and drink a cup of tea and figure out what the make for my lunch. Then I will probably sleep for the afternoon before getting the kids....
I've been really wanting to enjoy the last few weeks I have being pregnant. The best part about pregnancy is the baby moving, and this baby moves. It's just amazing. His little bum sticks right out mostly on my left side, sometimes I truly look lopsided! But generally when his bum pokes up it will move from the left side over to the centre of my belly and then back to the left side. The movement is so define and clear it's just amazing. I love watching it. Feeling it too is just wonderful. I can press on one side and actually feel him in there. I don't remember feeling this way with either Caleb or Amberly. Amberly was so small and in hindsight I should have known that because near the end I always struggled with feeling her move, I actually had to go to hospital one time to be hooked up and wait for movement. But so far with this guy, when I press down on where I think his bum is, he never fails to give me a nudge or a kick.
This past weekend a bunch of our friends and their families went to Earl Rowe park camping. Our family went. I drove a seperate vehicle and went and stayed with my parents for the nights, but it was fun. The kids all had a blast with eachother. I hope this will become a tradition for us all.
Well, I'm going to sit and drink a cup of tea and figure out what the make for my lunch. Then I will probably sleep for the afternoon before getting the kids....
Monday, August 16, 2010
Loving the Kids
Caleb has been finished with soccer for a couple weeks now, but here's one action I captured, just before scoring a goal.
Caleb is now in his big boy bed. He keeps asking why his bed is so big. I just keep telling him that he's my big boy now. The other thing he keeps asking is if the baby is ready to come out. I tell him that he'll be ready very soon, he's still growing inside. Unfortunately this question is followed by the obvious "Mommy, how does the baby get out of your belly?" The first time he asked this I just laughed and really didn't know what to say. Now I just tell him that the baby comes out with the help from God, and that it's a miracle! So far this answer seems to satisfy his curiousity (thank goodness)
My parents were here for the day to watch the kids. Caleb is very much a Gramma's boy. Apparently he didn't want Grandpa to play with him, only Gramma! After they left he told me about everything he did with Gramma, how she played cars with him and that she took him outside and he played on the swing, slide and sandbox. He even whispered that she gave him smarties in the morning and after nap! Amberly was able to tell me that she watched the digger with Papa on the front porch. They had a great day. So much so that Caleb wasn't happy to see me at the end.
We're one step closer to being ready for the baby to come. His bag is now packed. I have a few things I need for the hospital. I'm just not sure how much to prepare for because I really don't know how this labour is going to end! I'm hoping for a VBAC, but I guess I need to be prepared for a 3 day hospital stay. I see the ob tomorrow and I think I'm going to voice my concern about how things will end and I hope that he may send me for another ultrasound. Who knows?
Caleb is now in his big boy bed. He keeps asking why his bed is so big. I just keep telling him that he's my big boy now. The other thing he keeps asking is if the baby is ready to come out. I tell him that he'll be ready very soon, he's still growing inside. Unfortunately this question is followed by the obvious "Mommy, how does the baby get out of your belly?" The first time he asked this I just laughed and really didn't know what to say. Now I just tell him that the baby comes out with the help from God, and that it's a miracle! So far this answer seems to satisfy his curiousity (thank goodness)
My parents were here for the day to watch the kids. Caleb is very much a Gramma's boy. Apparently he didn't want Grandpa to play with him, only Gramma! After they left he told me about everything he did with Gramma, how she played cars with him and that she took him outside and he played on the swing, slide and sandbox. He even whispered that she gave him smarties in the morning and after nap! Amberly was able to tell me that she watched the digger with Papa on the front porch. They had a great day. So much so that Caleb wasn't happy to see me at the end.
We're one step closer to being ready for the baby to come. His bag is now packed. I have a few things I need for the hospital. I'm just not sure how much to prepare for because I really don't know how this labour is going to end! I'm hoping for a VBAC, but I guess I need to be prepared for a 3 day hospital stay. I see the ob tomorrow and I think I'm going to voice my concern about how things will end and I hope that he may send me for another ultrasound. Who knows?
What Have I Done Today to Help Someone Who is Hurting?
On Sunday I felt something hard to explain in words. I don't know, maybe I'm very judgemental, maybe I hold onto my possessions too closely, but by the end of the night, I felt a lack in something that I felt God was trying to point out to me. We've been the recipient of some wonderful things. A dear friend told me she was going through her kids closets today and would I like the stuff that is too small for our kids. I truly appreciate that, and accepted, but was left feeling that I need to do something in return, owe her something. Then I started to think, have I ever returned the favour by passing it on to someone else? No. Or I have but not with a happy feeling, I had a hard time letting go. (It could be because it's hard to let go of baby girl things, but still....) Although I have received some wonderful things, I feel as though I don't know how to be a giver of wonderful things, that I can bestow on someone else.
On the same day I felt a conviction on how I treat people. I realized that I don't know how to treat someone I consider different and don't understand. There's a wall that I quickly put up and when approached for conversation I get short and full of one worded answers. I also am quick to jump into gossip, I don't want to miss out on anything.
Tonight I just finished watching a session of Joyce Meyer where her last question was, "What have I done today to help someone who is hurting." She also emphasized the power of our words and how there is life and death in our tongues. That our hearts are deceitful and what comes from our mouth is from the heart. I struggle with this a lot at work. As much as I would like to think I'm a "sweetheart" I really am not. I need to ask God for His help, and transform my heart to show love and compassion for those who are hurting, and for those who are different.
This post is probably confusing and all over the place, but by getting it out there, I think I have figured things out...
On the same day I felt a conviction on how I treat people. I realized that I don't know how to treat someone I consider different and don't understand. There's a wall that I quickly put up and when approached for conversation I get short and full of one worded answers. I also am quick to jump into gossip, I don't want to miss out on anything.
Tonight I just finished watching a session of Joyce Meyer where her last question was, "What have I done today to help someone who is hurting." She also emphasized the power of our words and how there is life and death in our tongues. That our hearts are deceitful and what comes from our mouth is from the heart. I struggle with this a lot at work. As much as I would like to think I'm a "sweetheart" I really am not. I need to ask God for His help, and transform my heart to show love and compassion for those who are hurting, and for those who are different.
This post is probably confusing and all over the place, but by getting it out there, I think I have figured things out...
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Names on the Mind
I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the fact that we know we're having a boy this time around. I don't know. What ever it is, it's getting to be crunch time and we still haven't named this little fellow! There's only about 5.5 weeks left (if that) and we can't settle on a name that we both like. There are 2 possibilities, but even still, I think about it all the time, and the more I think about it the more I grow to not love them! And then, there's the middle name, we haven't even begun to even think about that! YIKES!
There isn't much on our plate today, so I think we're going to enjoy the day and go out shopping. (Well I'll enjoy that, I'm not sure my man will) We have to get Caleb ready for school finding him a special back pack and lunch pail. I want to find a cute hospital outfit for this little one and a special soft blanket, just like the one my other two have as their special blankies. Maybe even look at the diaper bags. (They are like purses, I could use the one from before, but I feel it's time for a change!) I have the list from the hospital of all the "products" I'll need for myself and the baby, diapers, pads, all the things I don't really want to think about!
The house is almost set up and ready for when the big arrival happens. Caleb's bed was delivered on Thursday, and all the clothes are moved around and put in the proper rooms and places. The baby stuff is out and washed, folded and put away. The only thing left to do is find a shelf unit of sorts that will fit in a certain area of the boys room to put all the books and stuff that once sat on top of Caleb's dresser. That and I need to pull out the swing, bouncey chair, bassinet and mobile and get those cleaned and set up. We're almost there!
I couldn't sleep in this morning. 6am my hips were just killing me, and the little boy was moving so much that I just couldn't just lay there anymore. So here I am. I may crawl back into bed soon, for warmth. It's freezing in here!
There isn't much on our plate today, so I think we're going to enjoy the day and go out shopping. (Well I'll enjoy that, I'm not sure my man will) We have to get Caleb ready for school finding him a special back pack and lunch pail. I want to find a cute hospital outfit for this little one and a special soft blanket, just like the one my other two have as their special blankies. Maybe even look at the diaper bags. (They are like purses, I could use the one from before, but I feel it's time for a change!) I have the list from the hospital of all the "products" I'll need for myself and the baby, diapers, pads, all the things I don't really want to think about!
The house is almost set up and ready for when the big arrival happens. Caleb's bed was delivered on Thursday, and all the clothes are moved around and put in the proper rooms and places. The baby stuff is out and washed, folded and put away. The only thing left to do is find a shelf unit of sorts that will fit in a certain area of the boys room to put all the books and stuff that once sat on top of Caleb's dresser. That and I need to pull out the swing, bouncey chair, bassinet and mobile and get those cleaned and set up. We're almost there!
I couldn't sleep in this morning. 6am my hips were just killing me, and the little boy was moving so much that I just couldn't just lay there anymore. So here I am. I may crawl back into bed soon, for warmth. It's freezing in here!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Highs and Lows
This past weekend was such a busy one. It was rewarding, challenging, frustrating, heartbreaking all rolled up in just 3 days. Starting at the beginning, Friday I was up before the sun and picked up to head down into Toronto. Joyce Meyer was at the Air Canada Centre for a few days and I looked forward to going and see her. She is one pretty neat speaker. I believe people have a love/hate thing for her, you either love her, or hate her. She's very blunt, direct, practical and won't sugar coat much. But I believe people need to hear it blunt like how she offers, and I quite enjoy listening to her messages. Darlene Zschech was her worship leader, which was just the icing on top of the cake. I love Hillsongs. Here's the one and only picture I took that day...
There was a 10am session and a 7pm session. So the time in between that we walked up to the Eaton's centre, had lunch and wandered around that mall for a bit. Then headed down to the lake front and spent the rest of our time there. I definitely over did it with all the walking. My feet and ankles no longer resembled human! The 7pm session was fabulous. Her message was so great, and the worship was powerful, and the ACC was packed full. It was just amazing. The whole day was rewarding. I was home by 11:30pm.
Saturday the alarm went off at 6am. I literally cried to Dave asking him if that meant I had to get up. He said no, that he had to but that the alarm was going off again at 6:30am and I would need to be up then. You see, it was garage sale day. It was a very long day. I discovered that I really do not like the garage sale scene. Dave had a ball tournament, so Benji came for the day to spend with the kids while I was stuck bickering prices with random strangers! Things got wrapped up around 4pm, and my brother was relieved from his duties earlier than that. Dave didn't get home until after 7pm, so needless to say, rest was not received on Saturday.
Sunday when I woke, I debated the thought of staying home from church while Dave took the kids. Then I realized that this Sunday I could actually go and sit with my husband for the service. So I managed to get myself going for the day. Little did I know that when it came time to drop the kids off at the nursery, the scheduled worker didn't show. I was left there, with Christa and 7 kids. I didn't mind doing that, but when I have something in mind that I looked forward to and it didn't happen, caught me off guard. On our short 2 minute drive home, I bawled my eyes out. I was TIRED! After the kids were fed their lunch and put to bed, I went straight to bed myself. I slept for about an hour. Dave arranged to have his parents come over and stay with the kids for dinner while he and I went out to Montana's for a dinner date. That was nice.
I'm still recovering from the weekend. I don't get sleep much at night. I haven't been feeling well. In fact I was worried that all my activity this weekend may have thrown me into preterm labour, there were a few things I started to experience, but thankfully they seem to have past. It's way too early for that! But this baby is an athlete. He's forever moving, this I love, but there comes a point where I wouldn't mind a little bit of a rest! Maybe all this action on the inside will translate to a tired baby on the outside?
There was a 10am session and a 7pm session. So the time in between that we walked up to the Eaton's centre, had lunch and wandered around that mall for a bit. Then headed down to the lake front and spent the rest of our time there. I definitely over did it with all the walking. My feet and ankles no longer resembled human! The 7pm session was fabulous. Her message was so great, and the worship was powerful, and the ACC was packed full. It was just amazing. The whole day was rewarding. I was home by 11:30pm.
Saturday the alarm went off at 6am. I literally cried to Dave asking him if that meant I had to get up. He said no, that he had to but that the alarm was going off again at 6:30am and I would need to be up then. You see, it was garage sale day. It was a very long day. I discovered that I really do not like the garage sale scene. Dave had a ball tournament, so Benji came for the day to spend with the kids while I was stuck bickering prices with random strangers! Things got wrapped up around 4pm, and my brother was relieved from his duties earlier than that. Dave didn't get home until after 7pm, so needless to say, rest was not received on Saturday.
Sunday when I woke, I debated the thought of staying home from church while Dave took the kids. Then I realized that this Sunday I could actually go and sit with my husband for the service. So I managed to get myself going for the day. Little did I know that when it came time to drop the kids off at the nursery, the scheduled worker didn't show. I was left there, with Christa and 7 kids. I didn't mind doing that, but when I have something in mind that I looked forward to and it didn't happen, caught me off guard. On our short 2 minute drive home, I bawled my eyes out. I was TIRED! After the kids were fed their lunch and put to bed, I went straight to bed myself. I slept for about an hour. Dave arranged to have his parents come over and stay with the kids for dinner while he and I went out to Montana's for a dinner date. That was nice.
I'm still recovering from the weekend. I don't get sleep much at night. I haven't been feeling well. In fact I was worried that all my activity this weekend may have thrown me into preterm labour, there were a few things I started to experience, but thankfully they seem to have past. It's way too early for that! But this baby is an athlete. He's forever moving, this I love, but there comes a point where I wouldn't mind a little bit of a rest! Maybe all this action on the inside will translate to a tired baby on the outside?
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
Things on the Go...
It's odd, when I should be taking things easy, it seems that life has become crazy busy! This past weekend was a little nuts. Leading up to the weekend, I thought, well, not much happening, should get things done. Little did I know that getting things done required me to work! ha ha ha. Friday night Dave got home and we moved the kids furniture around. Now the crib is set up and ready for this little one to arrive. It's in Caleb's room with the change table/dresser. Amberly graduated from the crib to the toddler bed with flying colours, it was like she's always been in it. Caleb is currently sleeping on an air mattress. We know what bed we're getting him from Home Hardware, but it's a matter of ordering.
Saturday we did more sorting of toys, clothes and general stuff. My mother-in-law is having a garage sale this weekend, so we're going to set up a table of things. Then we drove out to the farm to meet Norma. She took family pictures for us and I just wanted to see her, I haven't in AGES! We had a great time, and it felt so great being there. I miss it very much.
She took most of the photo's on her own camera but used our camera for a few, so that's one of them. She'll mail us the disc of hers which I can't wait to see. Leaving the farm we went out for dinner and the kids were as good as gold and I just truly enjoyed my afternoon. Seeing Norma, watching the kids run free with Sophie, and seeing peace on my hubby's face, it was amazing.
Sunday we headed to church and after that went to Elora with friends to have a picnic lunch at a park with a free splash pad. The kids had a blast. After that, we came home and just relaxed somewhat. We continued to work and put things in order. Mike and Joy came over after dinner to show us pictures of their trip to Brazil. It was a good day.
Monday we headed to my parents for the day. My family was there to celebrate birthdays. Mine, Sally's and Denise's. The kids had a blast again. The freedom of running around without worry suits them well.
I saw my ob today. I lost 2 pounds. Probably because I'm sick again! It's amazing how it works, 4pm rolls around and I'm feeling gross. So I feel like a bird in the evening, barely eating anything. Tonight was Caleb's last day of soccer. He even scored a goal! He had a great night and season. I'm sure we'll do it again next summer.
This Friday I'm taking the day off of work and heading to Toronto with friends to see Joyce Meyer and Darlene Zchech(sp?) I'm so looking forward to it. But it's going to be a long day. We're leaving Elmira at 5:45am and probably not getting home until 11pm or later. Then I have to be up at the crack of dawn Saturday morning for the garage sale. Man, whose idea was this anyway? Oh well, I'll survive, I hope! I just hope it doesn't bring on labour, I know how much easier it is to have this little fellow inside instead of out!
Saturday we did more sorting of toys, clothes and general stuff. My mother-in-law is having a garage sale this weekend, so we're going to set up a table of things. Then we drove out to the farm to meet Norma. She took family pictures for us and I just wanted to see her, I haven't in AGES! We had a great time, and it felt so great being there. I miss it very much.
She took most of the photo's on her own camera but used our camera for a few, so that's one of them. She'll mail us the disc of hers which I can't wait to see. Leaving the farm we went out for dinner and the kids were as good as gold and I just truly enjoyed my afternoon. Seeing Norma, watching the kids run free with Sophie, and seeing peace on my hubby's face, it was amazing.
Sunday we headed to church and after that went to Elora with friends to have a picnic lunch at a park with a free splash pad. The kids had a blast. After that, we came home and just relaxed somewhat. We continued to work and put things in order. Mike and Joy came over after dinner to show us pictures of their trip to Brazil. It was a good day.
Monday we headed to my parents for the day. My family was there to celebrate birthdays. Mine, Sally's and Denise's. The kids had a blast again. The freedom of running around without worry suits them well.
I saw my ob today. I lost 2 pounds. Probably because I'm sick again! It's amazing how it works, 4pm rolls around and I'm feeling gross. So I feel like a bird in the evening, barely eating anything. Tonight was Caleb's last day of soccer. He even scored a goal! He had a great night and season. I'm sure we'll do it again next summer.
This Friday I'm taking the day off of work and heading to Toronto with friends to see Joyce Meyer and Darlene Zchech(sp?) I'm so looking forward to it. But it's going to be a long day. We're leaving Elmira at 5:45am and probably not getting home until 11pm or later. Then I have to be up at the crack of dawn Saturday morning for the garage sale. Man, whose idea was this anyway? Oh well, I'll survive, I hope! I just hope it doesn't bring on labour, I know how much easier it is to have this little fellow inside instead of out!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
A Quiet Night
This week at Christa's is "Camp" week. Yesterday she took the kids to the Floridale dam and went fishing. Caleb caught 10 catfish and even Amberly caught a couple. They set up their tent in the back yard and made crafts revolving a campfire. Today was more events surrounding the camp theme, and tonight she's having the kids sleep over in the tent! So my son was so excited today. He got to take his sleeping bag and pillow and pj's. Amberly didn't stay, she's quite young and I didn't want to hold Christa back from certain activities with the older ones. When I came to get Amberly, Caleb was so happy not to be leaving! I actually got a big hug and kiss from him before he said "Bye Mommy" and "Bye Amberly". He was excited that Amberly had to go home and not him!
I miss him terribly though. I have the homesick feeling for him.
I asked Amberly what she wanted to do with Mommy tonight and she said she wanted to ride in her stroller. I said that was a great idea and after supper we would do that. Well I totally forgot that Benji took the stroller home for us due to our lack of space on the weekend. When I told her that, she again repeated the issue to me over and over again. All I could do is laugh. "Unckey Benji has my stroller" and the tone in her voice, it sounds nasally and almost raspy, it's hilarious. We had our bike stroller which was fine for her, but even on our walk she brought up Benji and the stroller. She's just so funny. More and more every day she's getting more words and more personality, I just take in every moment. She's beautiful. Dave and I love her so much!
After getting her to bed, Dave went to baseball, and now here I am, home in a very quiet house.
I miss him terribly though. I have the homesick feeling for him.
I asked Amberly what she wanted to do with Mommy tonight and she said she wanted to ride in her stroller. I said that was a great idea and after supper we would do that. Well I totally forgot that Benji took the stroller home for us due to our lack of space on the weekend. When I told her that, she again repeated the issue to me over and over again. All I could do is laugh. "Unckey Benji has my stroller" and the tone in her voice, it sounds nasally and almost raspy, it's hilarious. We had our bike stroller which was fine for her, but even on our walk she brought up Benji and the stroller. She's just so funny. More and more every day she's getting more words and more personality, I just take in every moment. She's beautiful. Dave and I love her so much!
After getting her to bed, Dave went to baseball, and now here I am, home in a very quiet house.
Monday, July 26, 2010
An Adventure in the Wetness
In a convoy of 3 vehicles, my brother's Benji and Stephen, along with Sally, Krista, Brooke, and us drove through some rain heading to Goderich to camp for the weekend. As we approached Point Farms the sky seemed to brighten up which brought some relief. After a few visits to the registration office we found our sites for the weekend, and began to set up camp. It didn't take Amberly 5 minutes to get covered in mud. Our site had a couple good sized puddles. So the easiest thing to do was just strip her down.
The humidity was thick, so on top of the wet conditions, my body felt constantly damp. Lake Huron was such a refreshing retreat. The water was the perfect temperature. All the kids loved the beach.
We were lucky to avoid rain for Friday night, we had a nice campfire and got the kids settled nicely. The campfires seemed to be a favourite for the kids.
Amberly took comfort in this tiny bath. She's pretty adorable. She's going to fit in well with 2 brothers. No fears of getting right in the mud and getting all dirty. No hesitations towards bugs, it's a reflex to swat or squash any bug that is close by. And yet, look at her beauty....
Saturday wasn't too bad. It rained heavy in the afternoon, but before that, everyone (except for me) went for a nice hike and we got down to the lake for a little bit to cool off. Our kids had a nap in the afternoon, and that is when the heavy downpours arrived. It lasted for a while, but it didn't dampen our spirits. Once it was finished, we were able to enjoy a good supper and a beautiful sunset down at the beach.
I do know that I won't camp in August with my hubby. This past weekend was a bit too much for me. The awkwardness of bending down to get in tents and getting up from the ground from sleep seemed to pay a price on my pelvis. The bathrooms weren't conveniently placed, so I had quite the walk to get to them. At night I had to get up 3 times to go to the bathroom, I just peed outside of the tent! And to get going in the morning Sunday after waking up didn't go over so well with my stomach. After enjoying some blueberry pancakes, I was hit quickly with the urge to puke. Which I did, behind our tent. However, despite all those experiences, we made good memories, the kids loved their time, and I just enjoyed being with family for the weekend.
Some funny things that I won't forget is Steve was roasting a weiner over the fire while Sally was having issues of lighting sparklers for the kids. She asked Steve to do it, and he proceeded to say "Well you come over here and hold my.....hot dog" There was a pause in that sentenced and I just burst out laughing....Another thing was we hooked up our dvd player in the van for the drive, and when we were leaving Sunday, we were going to go to Goderich for a bit. I didn't turn them on. Well Amberly repeated I don't know how many times "Mommy, my tv's not working" I would tell her I didn't turn it on and she would stop and think about it and say "oh" only to turn around and say "daddy, my tv's not working" The drive from the campground to Goderich was filled with her repeating the issue about the tv and my responding to her that I didn't turn it on.
The humidity was thick, so on top of the wet conditions, my body felt constantly damp. Lake Huron was such a refreshing retreat. The water was the perfect temperature. All the kids loved the beach.
We were lucky to avoid rain for Friday night, we had a nice campfire and got the kids settled nicely. The campfires seemed to be a favourite for the kids.
Amberly took comfort in this tiny bath. She's pretty adorable. She's going to fit in well with 2 brothers. No fears of getting right in the mud and getting all dirty. No hesitations towards bugs, it's a reflex to swat or squash any bug that is close by. And yet, look at her beauty....
Saturday wasn't too bad. It rained heavy in the afternoon, but before that, everyone (except for me) went for a nice hike and we got down to the lake for a little bit to cool off. Our kids had a nap in the afternoon, and that is when the heavy downpours arrived. It lasted for a while, but it didn't dampen our spirits. Once it was finished, we were able to enjoy a good supper and a beautiful sunset down at the beach.
I do know that I won't camp in August with my hubby. This past weekend was a bit too much for me. The awkwardness of bending down to get in tents and getting up from the ground from sleep seemed to pay a price on my pelvis. The bathrooms weren't conveniently placed, so I had quite the walk to get to them. At night I had to get up 3 times to go to the bathroom, I just peed outside of the tent! And to get going in the morning Sunday after waking up didn't go over so well with my stomach. After enjoying some blueberry pancakes, I was hit quickly with the urge to puke. Which I did, behind our tent. However, despite all those experiences, we made good memories, the kids loved their time, and I just enjoyed being with family for the weekend.
Some funny things that I won't forget is Steve was roasting a weiner over the fire while Sally was having issues of lighting sparklers for the kids. She asked Steve to do it, and he proceeded to say "Well you come over here and hold my.....hot dog" There was a pause in that sentenced and I just burst out laughing....Another thing was we hooked up our dvd player in the van for the drive, and when we were leaving Sunday, we were going to go to Goderich for a bit. I didn't turn them on. Well Amberly repeated I don't know how many times "Mommy, my tv's not working" I would tell her I didn't turn it on and she would stop and think about it and say "oh" only to turn around and say "daddy, my tv's not working" The drive from the campground to Goderich was filled with her repeating the issue about the tv and my responding to her that I didn't turn it on.
Monday, July 19, 2010
It was Lovely
Our week was wonderful. I didn't know what to expect with this cottage that we rented. I'm so used to spending a vacation in a tent, what a pleasant change we encountered. It had all the comforts of a home, but it wasn't home, it was a nice relaxing change. The kids loved it. We went to the beach every day, we fed chipmunks, watched the rabbit graze the grass, swatted mosquitoes, played games, watched movies, ate good food. It was an amazing, restful time.
I think my favourtie part was seeing my husband actually relax and see his enjoyment on his face. At home, we're so busy with things, having to be in places at certain times, and at the cottage, I could watch my amazing husband lay on the floor and put a Dora puzzel together with his daughter, and sit at the table and colour with his son and listen to the kids just "chat" with him. Don't get me wrong. Dave is an amazing father, he always spends time with the kids and helps with them entirely, but maybe the difference of this past week, was that maybe I was able to actually sit back and watch his relationship with the kids, something I don't normally take in while at home. Here they are the 3 of them. This cuddle routine happened almost every night.
We stopped in at the local convenience store to buy a bag of peanuts to make friends with the chipmunks. The 2 kids waited patiently on the steps for them to arrive.
This was at the beach we went to every day. The kids again loved this part. If you were to ask them now what their favourite part of the cottage was Caleb would say splashing in the water and Amberly would say "Beach".
On Wednesday we took a day trip to Port Elgin. I wanted to see Deb and Shaun and their newest edition William. What a cutie he is, very much like his big brother I think. While there, we also took the kids to the beach and rode the little train around their part.
I think we'll do this again next year. With a little babe to watch, I think the cottage idea is much more appealing than tenting for a week. Although don't be surprised if we change our minds when the time comes.
One funny story....There was a deer head mounted on the wall in the living room. How the kids didn't notice this right away is beyond me, but it wasn't until Dave said "That deer is plugged in" that they actually looked up and saw it. Literally at the same time, they both had panic appear on their faces. Dave climbed the ladder that was close by (it was leading to a loft) and pushed a button, and the darn deer actually sang. It opened it's mouth and started to utter "I'm caught in a trap" all the while swinging his head up and down and side to side. Well, Caleb was totally terrified, he ran into the kitchen screaming. So quickly Dave shut it off. I was able to calm Caleb down and took both kids to the bathroom to brush their teeth (yes this all happened just before bed!) Dave turned the tv on, and the sound of that sent Caleb into another panic "He's doing it again Mommy, he's turning it on again Mommy" Poor kids. Another day or so after that, we discovered the deer was connected to a microphone, so I was able to sing "A B C" into it, and that was o.k. the kids didn't run from the room, but they both continued to stare at it with fear in their eyes. Amberly would go to bed and look up at it, and I told her to say nite nite to it and so her little voice would tremble a little bit and say "nite nite deer" It was hilarious. If I were to ask Caleb to tell someone about the deer, he will say "No, I won't talk about the deer Mommy".
It's things like this that I want to remember. I love my kids DEERly!
I think my favourtie part was seeing my husband actually relax and see his enjoyment on his face. At home, we're so busy with things, having to be in places at certain times, and at the cottage, I could watch my amazing husband lay on the floor and put a Dora puzzel together with his daughter, and sit at the table and colour with his son and listen to the kids just "chat" with him. Don't get me wrong. Dave is an amazing father, he always spends time with the kids and helps with them entirely, but maybe the difference of this past week, was that maybe I was able to actually sit back and watch his relationship with the kids, something I don't normally take in while at home. Here they are the 3 of them. This cuddle routine happened almost every night.
We stopped in at the local convenience store to buy a bag of peanuts to make friends with the chipmunks. The 2 kids waited patiently on the steps for them to arrive.
This was at the beach we went to every day. The kids again loved this part. If you were to ask them now what their favourite part of the cottage was Caleb would say splashing in the water and Amberly would say "Beach".
On Wednesday we took a day trip to Port Elgin. I wanted to see Deb and Shaun and their newest edition William. What a cutie he is, very much like his big brother I think. While there, we also took the kids to the beach and rode the little train around their part.
I think we'll do this again next year. With a little babe to watch, I think the cottage idea is much more appealing than tenting for a week. Although don't be surprised if we change our minds when the time comes.
One funny story....There was a deer head mounted on the wall in the living room. How the kids didn't notice this right away is beyond me, but it wasn't until Dave said "That deer is plugged in" that they actually looked up and saw it. Literally at the same time, they both had panic appear on their faces. Dave climbed the ladder that was close by (it was leading to a loft) and pushed a button, and the darn deer actually sang. It opened it's mouth and started to utter "I'm caught in a trap" all the while swinging his head up and down and side to side. Well, Caleb was totally terrified, he ran into the kitchen screaming. So quickly Dave shut it off. I was able to calm Caleb down and took both kids to the bathroom to brush their teeth (yes this all happened just before bed!) Dave turned the tv on, and the sound of that sent Caleb into another panic "He's doing it again Mommy, he's turning it on again Mommy" Poor kids. Another day or so after that, we discovered the deer was connected to a microphone, so I was able to sing "A B C" into it, and that was o.k. the kids didn't run from the room, but they both continued to stare at it with fear in their eyes. Amberly would go to bed and look up at it, and I told her to say nite nite to it and so her little voice would tremble a little bit and say "nite nite deer" It was hilarious. If I were to ask Caleb to tell someone about the deer, he will say "No, I won't talk about the deer Mommy".
It's things like this that I want to remember. I love my kids DEERly!
Friday, July 09, 2010
Heading Out for Holidays
Motivation. I'm trying to find the motivation to actually start the process of packing and getting ready for our week away. This year we've rented a cottage up the Bruce Pennisuila. It's a new adventure for us, something we haven't done before. Our friends are heading up to Lake Superior with out us this year, and although there's a big part of me wishes to be going with them, I'm glad we'll have beds to sleep on and a retreat from rain if need be.
So instead of folding the newly dried laundry I'm sitting here, blogging. I know I should get in gear, get our clothes folded, then wake the kids up from nap and start packing a week's worth of clothes for each of us (it's always more than a weeks worth, try like a months worth because you never know what will happen with a 3 and 2 year olds!)
We hit the road Sunday. Tomorrow morning we'll spend getting ready, getting groceries together and then Dave and I have a wedding to attend for the evening. Sunday I'm sure we'll be all miserable trying to make sure everything fits and that we in fact have EVERYTHING we'll need. But once we're in the van and on our way, I think I'll finally flip into holiday mode. It's a lot of work getting ready to go away for a week with children. But I know in the end it will all be worth it! (and we're only 20 mins from civilization as opposed to an hour in Superior, so if we forget something, it's not a big deal!)
So instead of folding the newly dried laundry I'm sitting here, blogging. I know I should get in gear, get our clothes folded, then wake the kids up from nap and start packing a week's worth of clothes for each of us (it's always more than a weeks worth, try like a months worth because you never know what will happen with a 3 and 2 year olds!)
We hit the road Sunday. Tomorrow morning we'll spend getting ready, getting groceries together and then Dave and I have a wedding to attend for the evening. Sunday I'm sure we'll be all miserable trying to make sure everything fits and that we in fact have EVERYTHING we'll need. But once we're in the van and on our way, I think I'll finally flip into holiday mode. It's a lot of work getting ready to go away for a week with children. But I know in the end it will all be worth it! (and we're only 20 mins from civilization as opposed to an hour in Superior, so if we forget something, it's not a big deal!)
Sunday, July 04, 2010
Saturday, July 03, 2010
My Baby Girl is Two Today
Amberly turns 2 today. I got a little choked up this morning watching her play with some of her new babies and equipment. Maybe it's these crazy pregnancy hormones or maybe it's just the realization that my baby girl isn't a baby anymore. She's quite independent, spunky and adorable to boot, and Dave and I just love her to bits. She's full of energy and attitude! She makes us laugh unexpectedly, like today when she said "Caleb don'ted me" or she gets this deep tone in her voice when she's about to agree with you and out comes "O K" like a monster. She's my little girl. I find it hard to believe that it was 2 years ago already that I experienced that crazy labour and delivery. It's not something I look back on fondly, especially now, knowing that I'm in for something unexpected again in about 12 weeks. But I do remember seeing that tiny little girl for the first time, all wrapped up so tight in her daddy's arms and asking Dave, "Is she perfect?" She was such an alert little girl, watching her watch me in that hospital room. Even though it was a scary delivery and hard to forget, I got the best thing out of it, and I know it was all worth it, and I would do it all over again for the precious miracle that God blessed us with.
Yesterday began her birthday festivities when my whole family came for the day. We celebrated not only Amberly's birthday, but Brooke's 5th and Buddy's birthday as well. We all went over to the pool and swam for a good hour, then back to play inside and out. We had a pizza party really, and it was just a fun filled day. Amberly was spoiled with a couple of babies, some new clothes and jammies, an outdoor chair, Dora playdoh and a book. She also aquired some money which we used today by outfitting her with her very own life jacket. Tomorrow we'll have Dave's parents, Mike and Joy and some of our other friends over with their little ones to celebrate as well.
We had a great Canada Day. We headed on an adventure to a place we've never been before. We went to Downey's Farm just north of Brampton. I've never been there before, but used to drive past it often in my younger years. It was a strawberry festival and admission was free. It was a lot of fun, perfect for the kids they thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Meetings new animal friends, playing in sand, climbing on ships and tractors and watching dogs run crazy after balls. We had fun. The picture above was done by moi! We were heading out to a baseball game, and because I miss the fireworks (way too late for our kids!) I thought I would make the game festive, and the kids loved it!
Monday, June 28, 2010
Changing it Up
Had a bit of fun playing around with my blog settings, as you can see.
It's a Monday and once the kids are in bed, there isn't much for me to do. Tonight Caleb had soccer. As each week passes, he seems less interested in being there, and it can be a little embarrassing. Once the game starts going, he's in there running and chasing the ball, but the first half of warm up exercise and activity, he doesn't want to participate. What to do?
I had an ob appt. today. To my shock, I gained 8 pounds in 4 weeks. I was not impressed, actually a little freaked out! That has never happened to me before. The doctor told me not to worry about it, everything is normal, all blood work is coming back regular, my bp is normal. He chalked it up to either being water retention with this heat which he said in the summer months weight will go up and down or he said it could be a sign that I've got a big baby. But he also told me not to stress out about it. I don't know, I'm a woman, it's hard not to stress out about that! Everyone around me has commented about how big my belly has gotten just over this past week....I don't know! I need to take a picture of this belly of mine, I haven't yet taken one of this pregnancy!
Amberly has learned the art of tattling. It's quite funny. She'll come to me and say "Mommy, Caleb hurt me" or "Caleb pushed me" always something about Caleb. Yet, Caleb may have touched her, but she's mastered the art of dramatics! It becomes hilarious to me when she blames her Daddy for something. She came crying to me the other day telling me that Daddy pinched her. I asked Dave what happened and he said that he told her to watch that her fingers don't get pinched in the door. Funny how she can put on an oscar performance over nothing. She's also doing this at Christa's. She's too little to know when she's not telling the truth, so at least she's using her words instead of having a physical reaction, but we need to work on what is worth saying and what is worth just moving on with.
We're gearing up for Amberly's 2nd birthday this coming weekend. Should be fun. Then summer officially begins as we enter into a very busy July where we have no weekend that is free, we're going to be off in different directions until August rolls around. Crazy times! But fun times with great chances at making lasting memories.
It's a Monday and once the kids are in bed, there isn't much for me to do. Tonight Caleb had soccer. As each week passes, he seems less interested in being there, and it can be a little embarrassing. Once the game starts going, he's in there running and chasing the ball, but the first half of warm up exercise and activity, he doesn't want to participate. What to do?
I had an ob appt. today. To my shock, I gained 8 pounds in 4 weeks. I was not impressed, actually a little freaked out! That has never happened to me before. The doctor told me not to worry about it, everything is normal, all blood work is coming back regular, my bp is normal. He chalked it up to either being water retention with this heat which he said in the summer months weight will go up and down or he said it could be a sign that I've got a big baby. But he also told me not to stress out about it. I don't know, I'm a woman, it's hard not to stress out about that! Everyone around me has commented about how big my belly has gotten just over this past week....I don't know! I need to take a picture of this belly of mine, I haven't yet taken one of this pregnancy!
Amberly has learned the art of tattling. It's quite funny. She'll come to me and say "Mommy, Caleb hurt me" or "Caleb pushed me" always something about Caleb. Yet, Caleb may have touched her, but she's mastered the art of dramatics! It becomes hilarious to me when she blames her Daddy for something. She came crying to me the other day telling me that Daddy pinched her. I asked Dave what happened and he said that he told her to watch that her fingers don't get pinched in the door. Funny how she can put on an oscar performance over nothing. She's also doing this at Christa's. She's too little to know when she's not telling the truth, so at least she's using her words instead of having a physical reaction, but we need to work on what is worth saying and what is worth just moving on with.
We're gearing up for Amberly's 2nd birthday this coming weekend. Should be fun. Then summer officially begins as we enter into a very busy July where we have no weekend that is free, we're going to be off in different directions until August rolls around. Crazy times! But fun times with great chances at making lasting memories.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Finally
For some reason, I have had issues posting pictures, so here are a few....
Caleb watering his watermelon plant.
Here's Amberly bringing her pumpkin plant over for some planting!
Here are my 2 gorgeous babes, they are getting so big. I love this picture!
Caleb watering his watermelon plant.
Here's Amberly bringing her pumpkin plant over for some planting!
Here are my 2 gorgeous babes, they are getting so big. I love this picture!
Monday, June 21, 2010
Could It Be?? A Potty Genius??
I may be jinxing this but what the heck. Amberly is doing amazing with the potty! It all started last Tuesday (not even a full week has gone by) when Christa happened to put Amberly on the toilet to just humour her when low and behold Amberly peed on command! She was so excited she called me at work. We decided to continue on down the road, I pulled out her Dora Easy Ups and sent some with her on Wednesday. Christa reported that Amberly successfully peed 4 times that day. (still having accidents obviously but still she was going for her) Thursday was a long day, she sometimes would go, and sometimes not go, but I perservered. Friday, she stayed with my friend for the morning and successfully went for her, staying dry that whole morning. I put her in a diaper for her nap, which she wet, but continued dry in the pull ups for the rest of the day. Saturday she went with Caleb to my in-laws trailer for the weekend, not sure how she did, but she continued to use it. Today, she actually started telling Christa that she had to go! Even when I got there to pick them up, she was finishing her snack, and got down and in a panic said "Mommy, I go potty" and she ran to the bathroom! We got home and she pooped on the potty for me, and continued dry! I'm just amazed! If I can pull this off with out a hitch I'll be so thrilled. However, I'm not pulling out the panties just yet, I figure if we can go another week of this, then we'll make a special shopping trip to the store for her to pick out some special ones!
My weekend was wonderful. Friday was a long day, I had to go for my 1 hour bloodwork so my friend took the kids for me. Then after the kids naps I took them to Walmart to get Dave a Father's Day present. Caleb picked it out all by himself, an xbox game. Then home again to see a glimpse of Dave before heading out for the annual Daycare party. We have the best babysitter in the whole world. She gave out gifts, planned games and prizes and made a speech thanking us all for having such wonderful children! ha ha ha! Saturday morning Dave's parents came bright and early and took the kids to their trailer for the rest of the weekend. Dave was in a ball tournament, so I had the whole day just to myself. It was great. I did an extensive clean of the house which wasn't so fun, but then I went out shopping and found a few new maternity clothes to wear, and picked up my Dad a gift. Oh, and I went to Burger King for some take out. I know it sounds terrible, but I never go, Dave would never take me, and I just craved some onion rings so bad! Then I spent the afternoon watching movies, taking a nice long bath and just doing NOTHING!! Dave got home after 5pm and took me out for dinner. It was so lovely! We got home and took a nice leisure walk around the neighbourhood and watched a movie. I think my most favourite part of this time was Sunday morning. I was able to get up at my own pace. It was quiet. I had no demands. I just crawled out of bed, made a bowl of cereal and watched anything I wanted on tv. I sat and did nothing for a good hour. I never get to do that anymore. I'm not a morning person, I don't enjoy getting up and having to get things done right away, but as a mother, doing nothing is not possible anymore more unless I get up at 5am and I'm not about to sacrifice sleep! Sleep is becoming harder to find these days!
Dave and I headed up to pick the kids up at the trailer and supplied a pizza lunch for his Dad, then we headed to my parents for the rest of the day. It was a beautiful day, and the kids had a great time. I'm sad the weekend was over. Maybe I'll get this opportunity again sometime, but for now, I'll just look back on this past weekend with fond memories!
My weekend was wonderful. Friday was a long day, I had to go for my 1 hour bloodwork so my friend took the kids for me. Then after the kids naps I took them to Walmart to get Dave a Father's Day present. Caleb picked it out all by himself, an xbox game. Then home again to see a glimpse of Dave before heading out for the annual Daycare party. We have the best babysitter in the whole world. She gave out gifts, planned games and prizes and made a speech thanking us all for having such wonderful children! ha ha ha! Saturday morning Dave's parents came bright and early and took the kids to their trailer for the rest of the weekend. Dave was in a ball tournament, so I had the whole day just to myself. It was great. I did an extensive clean of the house which wasn't so fun, but then I went out shopping and found a few new maternity clothes to wear, and picked up my Dad a gift. Oh, and I went to Burger King for some take out. I know it sounds terrible, but I never go, Dave would never take me, and I just craved some onion rings so bad! Then I spent the afternoon watching movies, taking a nice long bath and just doing NOTHING!! Dave got home after 5pm and took me out for dinner. It was so lovely! We got home and took a nice leisure walk around the neighbourhood and watched a movie. I think my most favourite part of this time was Sunday morning. I was able to get up at my own pace. It was quiet. I had no demands. I just crawled out of bed, made a bowl of cereal and watched anything I wanted on tv. I sat and did nothing for a good hour. I never get to do that anymore. I'm not a morning person, I don't enjoy getting up and having to get things done right away, but as a mother, doing nothing is not possible anymore more unless I get up at 5am and I'm not about to sacrifice sleep! Sleep is becoming harder to find these days!
Dave and I headed up to pick the kids up at the trailer and supplied a pizza lunch for his Dad, then we headed to my parents for the rest of the day. It was a beautiful day, and the kids had a great time. I'm sad the weekend was over. Maybe I'll get this opportunity again sometime, but for now, I'll just look back on this past weekend with fond memories!
Monday, June 14, 2010
Nothing Too Eventful
There hasn't been much going on in our household lately. I guess we have been just tied up with the normal day to day routine. The summer weather brings many commitments, Caleb has soccer Monday nights which he's loving. Dave has baseball 2 days a week, and church meetings and stuff seem to fill our weeks. It's exhausting. My doctor appointments are all in full swing now, and work becomes interesting socially, as I find it hard to work certain people and I struggle to appreciate some individuals. I do manage to have a good laugh or two during my time there which makes it all worth it. Today my boss gave me a brand new bike helmet for Amberly. It was too small for her daughter and she wouldn't take any money for it. Val took a look at the helmet sitting on my desk (might I add my boss's daughter is 5 and it was TOO small for her) and asked if I biked to work or something! I can be witty sometimes, so I replied with a no I didn't I drove, I always feel safer while wearing a helmet behind the wheel. We both laughed really long about that!
I was going to post some pictures of last week. The kids had grown some pumpkin and watermelon seeds at Christa's and we took them to Grampa to plant at The Acre. But for some reason it won't let me upload tonight. I'll try again another time!
Well, I guess I better go and get ready for bed. It's been a long day....
I was going to post some pictures of last week. The kids had grown some pumpkin and watermelon seeds at Christa's and we took them to Grampa to plant at The Acre. But for some reason it won't let me upload tonight. I'll try again another time!
Well, I guess I better go and get ready for bed. It's been a long day....
Monday, June 07, 2010
Growing Up Way Too Fast!
Tonight I had a Kindergarten Information night to attend. Being there, I was flooded with emotion. Thoughts crept in my mind, "what if Caleb gets bullied?", "what if he has an accident and get embarrassed?" or "what if he doesn't like his teacher?" And many, many more as they continued to discuss things. At the dinner table tonight I was just watching him and thinking to myself, he's entering a phase of life that is a long long time. School is a long time. I, myself, didn't always have the best experiences at school. Watching Caleb made me sad, knowing that my first born is now growing up so fast, I feel like I'm losing a bit of him, and at this moment I can understand why mom's want to keep their kids home with them and not send them to school. Ahhh, it's just overwhelming.
These past two weeks have been terrible. Going back to the long weekend, Amberly became really sick on the Sunday night, vomitting through the night and on Monday. I stayed home with her on Tuesday while Caleb went to Christa's and Dave to work. Everything was going well that day until that evening she vomitted again. Dave then stayed home Wednesday morning but I then had to take that afternoon off so Dave could get to work. She finally seemed all better by Friday. Dave had a project he had to do which required him to work Friday night and Saturday. Well, wouldn't you know it, I become totally sick Saturday. I was vomitting consistantly every hour or 2, not being able to keep a mouthful of water down. Thank the Lord my in-laws were home for the weekend as opposed to being at their trailer, so they came and took the kids for me. At one point I was about to call my mom and ask her to come by any means possible because I was scared about being alone. I was shakey and just not good at all. But yet again, just moments before I was going to make the call, Dave called and said he was on his way home. He then took care of me. But I was out of it. Sunday morning I woke up really sore, but it was over. That's not the end of the story. Dave woke up on Monday vomitting. It was now his turn. He was down and out for the whole day while I returned to work and the kids to Christa's. Monday night I again vomitted. Woke up Tuesday feeling crumby but forced myself to go to work, and Dave returned to work as well. Through out the morning I kept feeling dizzy, so my boss sent me home. Wednesday morning, get a call from Christa, one of her kids now had this flu. Obviously didn't send our kids, so Dave took the day off of work again, which seemed good at the time because he again was feeling sick himself. Thursday....all seemed to return to normal, my parents came down for the day, I had an ob appointment which went well. Had to park in the parking lot beside the doctors office. When the appointment was over, I had to run through the pooring rain to get to the car. Get in the car and take a big sigh, looked up only to see what??? A parking ticket!!! I'm telling you.....
It should be smooth sailing from here on out.....IT SHOULD BE!!
These past two weeks have been terrible. Going back to the long weekend, Amberly became really sick on the Sunday night, vomitting through the night and on Monday. I stayed home with her on Tuesday while Caleb went to Christa's and Dave to work. Everything was going well that day until that evening she vomitted again. Dave then stayed home Wednesday morning but I then had to take that afternoon off so Dave could get to work. She finally seemed all better by Friday. Dave had a project he had to do which required him to work Friday night and Saturday. Well, wouldn't you know it, I become totally sick Saturday. I was vomitting consistantly every hour or 2, not being able to keep a mouthful of water down. Thank the Lord my in-laws were home for the weekend as opposed to being at their trailer, so they came and took the kids for me. At one point I was about to call my mom and ask her to come by any means possible because I was scared about being alone. I was shakey and just not good at all. But yet again, just moments before I was going to make the call, Dave called and said he was on his way home. He then took care of me. But I was out of it. Sunday morning I woke up really sore, but it was over. That's not the end of the story. Dave woke up on Monday vomitting. It was now his turn. He was down and out for the whole day while I returned to work and the kids to Christa's. Monday night I again vomitted. Woke up Tuesday feeling crumby but forced myself to go to work, and Dave returned to work as well. Through out the morning I kept feeling dizzy, so my boss sent me home. Wednesday morning, get a call from Christa, one of her kids now had this flu. Obviously didn't send our kids, so Dave took the day off of work again, which seemed good at the time because he again was feeling sick himself. Thursday....all seemed to return to normal, my parents came down for the day, I had an ob appointment which went well. Had to park in the parking lot beside the doctors office. When the appointment was over, I had to run through the pooring rain to get to the car. Get in the car and take a big sigh, looked up only to see what??? A parking ticket!!! I'm telling you.....
It should be smooth sailing from here on out.....IT SHOULD BE!!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
African Lion Safari
It was a rainy day, but we endured it anyway. The kids loved it. It was so neat seeing Caleb take in all the sights, he was quiet but you could tell he was really enjoying himself. Amberly had fun too, but for different reasons. She just loved splashing in puddles, running in circles, riding on a bus.....
You can just see Caleb's quiet joy here.....
This lion frightened Amberly a bit. She wrapped her arms around my neck and insisted on sitting on me...
The kids taking in all the sights....
Caleb was a happy boy that day...
Here are the elephants in for their swim...
Caleb's highlight was riding this little train...
My highlight was obvious, riding the elephant with the kids. Dave's cousin Sharlene is on the back because I needed one extra adult....It was so neat!
This was a talented artist for an elephant.
So that was our day at the Safari...
You can just see Caleb's quiet joy here.....
This lion frightened Amberly a bit. She wrapped her arms around my neck and insisted on sitting on me...
The kids taking in all the sights....
Caleb was a happy boy that day...
Here are the elephants in for their swim...
Caleb's highlight was riding this little train...
My highlight was obvious, riding the elephant with the kids. Dave's cousin Sharlene is on the back because I needed one extra adult....It was so neat!
This was a talented artist for an elephant.
So that was our day at the Safari...
Friday, May 21, 2010
U2 - I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight
Posted this for a couple of reasons. Number #1, counting down the days till I can see U2 live again in Toronto. July 3rd will be here before I know it. Number #2, love the lyrics of this song. Number #3, Dave just left for the long weekend for his guys golf weekend. This being the first day of him being gone, has been terrible. The kids are from another planet, and I'm experiencing frustration like I can't believe, it's practically moving me to tears. Although, tears are not uncommon for me these days, but tears over their bad behaviour is. My refuge currently is their nap time, they are both in their rooms and for once today, all is quiet up there. During this time, I'm praying for a couple of things. First of all, I'm praying they wake up in their usual selves. The loving, gentle, fun and entertaining selves. Second, I'm praying for patience to fill me up so much I overflow with it. Third, I'm praying that I can take the opportunity I have with my kids and enjoy every second, instead of wishing the time away so fast that Sunday night is here before I know it.
I have plans for this weekend although I'm not sure the weather will be on my side. Tomorrow the big plan is to go to African Lion Safari. The other wives that have been left behind by their husbands are also going, making it to be a day of 4 moms and 8 (.5 counting the one inside!) children. I'm excited about this because I can't remember the last time I was there. I remember pictures of me with my family there, I had the famous pixie cut, which would make me anywhere between 4-7 years old I think! The plan is to go even with threat of rain. Sunday I can't decide if I'll go to church first, or maybe just spend the day at my parents. We'll see how the previous night is! Dave is supposed to be home early evening, so I'm hoping to watch this pasts week's episode of Lost and then the grand finale. Monday is supposed to be nice, so I may venture out to some place to get some things to plant in our garden. Otherwise I don't know what Monday will bring.
I'm going to assess the sleeping situation upstairs now....
Monday, May 17, 2010
Like Clockwork
This little baby is very predictable. Every evening for the past week or so, he's been very active with his kicking. Kicking so hard that Dave is able to feel it! I love this time of pregnancy. It makes it so magical and special. It by far makes up for the way I feel!
Yes, I am having a boy. I'm able to say this now because my Mom was o.k. with finding out, so I don't have to try and keep it under wraps anymore. As to a name, well, first Dave and I have to agree on something. And once we do, I think we'll keep it to ourselves until the birthday arrives!
My dad has been keeping himself busy with little projects that we throw his way. This was his latest creation which I am amazed at how amazing it turned out. He built this table and chair set for the kids. From scratch. With wood my brothers brought home from their work that would have normally been disposed of. Isn't it beautiful?!?! The kids totally love it. I have made a rule however (for now) that lunch and dinner are to be eaten at the big table while dessert is at the small table. This solves the problem of super huge messes and having to always get up from our seat in order to help the kids! Caleb loves the table so much that every time we go to have a meal he repeats the rule to me, making sure that I know he gets to sit there for dessert!
Maybe the next project could be something for outdoors, maybe a clubhouse?!? (hint hint)
I'm off for another ultrasound on Wednesday. They didn't get a good enough shot of the heart's outflow, so I'm going back for another one! I'm excited about it, plus I get another opportunity to confirm that he's a boy!
Amberly has been driving me nuts with diapers! Christa (babysitter) and I thought that she must be ready to potty train. She tells us when she's gone, and tries to remove her diaper on her own as she doesn't like being wet. She does this sucessfully at bedtime, where I'll find her naked! But after some trial we then decided that she's not quite ready because she can't make herself go yet. Even when offered a reward that she really really wants, she can't make herself pee. Caleb would do this all the time, every time I sat him on the potty he would naturally go, but Amberly doesn't know how to yet. So we firmly tell her not to touch her diaper and some days that works. Most days I'm fixing her or cleaning up an unwanted mess. But I know, this too shall pass!
Yes, I am having a boy. I'm able to say this now because my Mom was o.k. with finding out, so I don't have to try and keep it under wraps anymore. As to a name, well, first Dave and I have to agree on something. And once we do, I think we'll keep it to ourselves until the birthday arrives!
My dad has been keeping himself busy with little projects that we throw his way. This was his latest creation which I am amazed at how amazing it turned out. He built this table and chair set for the kids. From scratch. With wood my brothers brought home from their work that would have normally been disposed of. Isn't it beautiful?!?! The kids totally love it. I have made a rule however (for now) that lunch and dinner are to be eaten at the big table while dessert is at the small table. This solves the problem of super huge messes and having to always get up from our seat in order to help the kids! Caleb loves the table so much that every time we go to have a meal he repeats the rule to me, making sure that I know he gets to sit there for dessert!
Maybe the next project could be something for outdoors, maybe a clubhouse?!? (hint hint)
I'm off for another ultrasound on Wednesday. They didn't get a good enough shot of the heart's outflow, so I'm going back for another one! I'm excited about it, plus I get another opportunity to confirm that he's a boy!
Amberly has been driving me nuts with diapers! Christa (babysitter) and I thought that she must be ready to potty train. She tells us when she's gone, and tries to remove her diaper on her own as she doesn't like being wet. She does this sucessfully at bedtime, where I'll find her naked! But after some trial we then decided that she's not quite ready because she can't make herself go yet. Even when offered a reward that she really really wants, she can't make herself pee. Caleb would do this all the time, every time I sat him on the potty he would naturally go, but Amberly doesn't know how to yet. So we firmly tell her not to touch her diaper and some days that works. Most days I'm fixing her or cleaning up an unwanted mess. But I know, this too shall pass!
Friday, May 14, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
A Love Revolution
What will I do today to help someone else other than myself? I need to purposefully think about this and even step out of my comfort zone in order to help someone other than myself. But God is pointing this out to me, and I want to be a part of The Love Revolution.
Full of Baby
This week looks like a busy one, with appointments all revolving around this baby. Yesterday, Dave and I took the day off to celebrate our 6th anniversary as well as see our baby at our ultrasound. It was a great day. I can't tell you how amazing it is to see this little one inside! Despite the discomfort of a full bladder and board of a table, it was exciting. With Caleb and Amberly we waited to find out their sex until they arrived. Since we have one of each, we thought this time we would find out what we're having. I wasn't sure I wanted to, only because I love anticipating things like that, but Dave was sure he wanted to, and as the time drew near, I just wanted to know. We still haven't decided if we'll tell people, I have to be selective of who I tell, because my Mom doesn't want to know. So for right now and for here, I'll keep it under wraps. I would like to say one thing though. Because we know, I do feel a bond growing stronger more and more. It's just all wonderful.
Today, I had my first appointment with my OB. When I first walked into his office, he smiled and said it was about time, and that this time around we're going to aim for the most routine labour and delivery possible! We relived my last 2 labours and then discussed my options for this labour. He's fully confident that I would have a successful VBAC, but he's willing to do what ever I ask. At this point I too am hoping for a VBAC. He just laid out the risk and then proceeded to tell me what to be aware of. There can't be any inducing with a VBAC so I need to be prepared to go over due, and if I'm overdue by 10 days, then c-section it will be. As well, if I do go into active labour and I don't progress in dilating in a good time, then c-section it will be. Otherwise, it could potentially be a successful labour!
Thursday I head to Orangeville for my final appointment with my family doctor. It was just a coincidence that all these appointments happened in one week, but I'm o.k. with seeing and hearing my baby's heart beat on 3 different occasions in one week!
Baseball season has begun, and all seems right in my world right now. It's been a great week overall. (Plus it's only Tuesday!)
Today, I had my first appointment with my OB. When I first walked into his office, he smiled and said it was about time, and that this time around we're going to aim for the most routine labour and delivery possible! We relived my last 2 labours and then discussed my options for this labour. He's fully confident that I would have a successful VBAC, but he's willing to do what ever I ask. At this point I too am hoping for a VBAC. He just laid out the risk and then proceeded to tell me what to be aware of. There can't be any inducing with a VBAC so I need to be prepared to go over due, and if I'm overdue by 10 days, then c-section it will be. As well, if I do go into active labour and I don't progress in dilating in a good time, then c-section it will be. Otherwise, it could potentially be a successful labour!
Thursday I head to Orangeville for my final appointment with my family doctor. It was just a coincidence that all these appointments happened in one week, but I'm o.k. with seeing and hearing my baby's heart beat on 3 different occasions in one week!
Baseball season has begun, and all seems right in my world right now. It's been a great week overall. (Plus it's only Tuesday!)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Saying Goodbye to a Dear Old Friend
Yesterday was Sunshine's last day with us. Over the past week she had not eaten much if anything, she was constantly breathing heavy and sneezing and coughing, and Dave and I knew that things weren't looking good. But I didn't want to think about the possibility of what needed to be done. I had always told Dave when the time came, I didn't want to know. Well, the time came on Monday. I didn't know. I went to work had a normal day. But when I got home with the kids and was spending time with them Caleb told me that Sunshine went to the doctors. I proceeded in asking questions and he told me that Sunshine was in a cage. I asked him where is Sunshine and he then said that she was in a cage in the car with Daddy. It was then I knew that Dave took her to the vet. When Dave came home I asked him about it and he confirmed that she was gone. I burst into tears. And then spent most of the evening crying. Even Caleb asked "Mommy, will you stop your tears?" I do regret not being able to say goodbye. But I have peace in knowing that this past week I treated her with love and took care of her.
Over the past few years I felt her becoming more of a pain, a nuisance, because I always had to clean up after her and coming home with kids in tow and having to find puke on the furniture was not a pleasant thing. But as much as she was a pain, she was dearly loved. I think even poor Dave had a hard time doing what he did.
Sunshine would have been about 17 or 18 years old I think. I remember her as a young kitten and I think I would have been 14 or 15 when we adopted her into our family. Caleb now thinks that Sunshine is in the clouds with Jesus.
It still brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it, but I know it was for the best.
Goodbye my Sunshine. I will miss you dearly and think of you fondly!
Over the past few years I felt her becoming more of a pain, a nuisance, because I always had to clean up after her and coming home with kids in tow and having to find puke on the furniture was not a pleasant thing. But as much as she was a pain, she was dearly loved. I think even poor Dave had a hard time doing what he did.
Sunshine would have been about 17 or 18 years old I think. I remember her as a young kitten and I think I would have been 14 or 15 when we adopted her into our family. Caleb now thinks that Sunshine is in the clouds with Jesus.
It still brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it, but I know it was for the best.
Goodbye my Sunshine. I will miss you dearly and think of you fondly!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Worries
I'm at the stage where I feel constantly worried about this baby inside of me. Sometimes I think I feel the baby, and most of the time I don't and that worries me. I tell myself that I'm being silly for worrying so much. But I just can't seem to stop. I wish I had one of those heart monitors that the doctors use to listen to the baby's heart. But I don't, so I shall just wait patiently for my next encounter with this little baby. I go for my ultrasound on May 3, that alone makes me a bit nervous, I kind of wish I could see the doctor before the ultrasound, because I wouldn't want to find out during an ultrasound that something is wrong. See, I'm just blubbering on about this worry and fear that consumes me. But I'll again try to NOT do it and worry!
My little angels are sleeping right now, and all is quiet in the house. I'm going to take advantage of this quiet time and watch some tv and maybe even have a nap myself!
Aren't they sweet?
We've had a busy morning, out for some groceries, library program and even a visit to work to celebrate a co-worker's 40th birthday party. Actually the past few weeks have been really busy with things going on around here. But it's all good!
Well, off I go for some rest!
My little angels are sleeping right now, and all is quiet in the house. I'm going to take advantage of this quiet time and watch some tv and maybe even have a nap myself!
Aren't they sweet?
We've had a busy morning, out for some groceries, library program and even a visit to work to celebrate a co-worker's 40th birthday party. Actually the past few weeks have been really busy with things going on around here. But it's all good!
Well, off I go for some rest!
Friday, April 09, 2010
Under The Weather
There's snow in the air. It's really cold outside. And I don't really mind. I'm sick. I have a head cold, and I'm still not feeling well otherwise. I'm overly tired, having joint issues, and most of the time I feel disconnected from lots of things. As much as I want to crawl under my covers and hide away for at least a day, I know I can't. So I continue on with the normal responsibilities of everyday life. It's just today seems extra hard.
I think I shall draw myself a warm bath and crawl into bed for a short nap before my kids wake from theirs....
I think I shall draw myself a warm bath and crawl into bed for a short nap before my kids wake from theirs....
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Recent Pictures
It's been awhile since I've taken pictures or even posted pictures. So here is just a few.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Oops, Well I Guess I Forgot to Mention....
A part of the reason I feel like I'm in a "lull" and have no motivation is all due to a specific thing. I'm having another baby. So what comes with that is feeling really sick all the time, feeling overwhelmingly tired, and over the top emotional.
I never have felt well when being pregnant. I wish I would, but with past experience, I am in for a long 9 months (well 3 of them are behind me). Yes, call me crazy, lots of people have already. When I told my boss, first she didn't believe me, second she told me I need to abstain and thrid she covered her mouth in shock. She told me she has never been this shocked by news of this kind before. Granted she's thrilled for me, and totally believes I'm carrying twins (which I'm hoping very soon will be ruled out!)
We're excited about it, I just need to get over my current physical feelings. I try to think past them and when people ask how I'm doing, I try to cover it up with positive feedback, and yet in my quiet times, I really do just sit there and cry.
We always knew we wanted 3, Dave would have been happy to wait 5 or 6 years, but I would be old by then and because I know what I go through, I just wanted to get it over with! ha ha ha! Plus I always wanted them close in age, I know it's going to be hard, but rewarding.
So September 23, 2010 we should have a new Snyder to welcome into the world. (If it holds out one extra day it would be my Grandma's birthday, and even though she's not with us any more to see her great grandkids, she loving them from above!) I'm hoping the babe's not in too much of a hurry, because I don't want to ruin Caleb's first school days, a couple of ladies have already told me how their siblings ruined their first days of school and they say they are scarred for life, so I've been warned!
I'm having a baby!
I never have felt well when being pregnant. I wish I would, but with past experience, I am in for a long 9 months (well 3 of them are behind me). Yes, call me crazy, lots of people have already. When I told my boss, first she didn't believe me, second she told me I need to abstain and thrid she covered her mouth in shock. She told me she has never been this shocked by news of this kind before. Granted she's thrilled for me, and totally believes I'm carrying twins (which I'm hoping very soon will be ruled out!)
We're excited about it, I just need to get over my current physical feelings. I try to think past them and when people ask how I'm doing, I try to cover it up with positive feedback, and yet in my quiet times, I really do just sit there and cry.
We always knew we wanted 3, Dave would have been happy to wait 5 or 6 years, but I would be old by then and because I know what I go through, I just wanted to get it over with! ha ha ha! Plus I always wanted them close in age, I know it's going to be hard, but rewarding.
So September 23, 2010 we should have a new Snyder to welcome into the world. (If it holds out one extra day it would be my Grandma's birthday, and even though she's not with us any more to see her great grandkids, she loving them from above!) I'm hoping the babe's not in too much of a hurry, because I don't want to ruin Caleb's first school days, a couple of ladies have already told me how their siblings ruined their first days of school and they say they are scarred for life, so I've been warned!
I'm having a baby!
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Whoa, it's March
Sorry I haven't posted anything recently. Things just seemed to be in a lull and I'm tired. I don't really like sitting on the computer much. Well aside from Facebook I guess. I've even lacked in the photo department!
Yes, the time change. Tonight will be the true test on how well the kids do. Amberly cried for a while at bedtime which she doesn't normally do, but she's quiet now, so that's a good sign. Caleb will be next, we'll see how that will go. I'm grateful for the dull day, because I think it helped with the bed times, at least it's still somewhat dark out for bedtime.
Caleb's new found love is Monster Jam. We tape it for him each day and he watches them before his bedtime. He knows the names of all the trucks, and with help from my brother and a few others, he has begun his own Monster Truck collection. Christa has even built ramps out of Popsicles sticks for him. (She's amazing, I'm sure I've said that many times!)
Amberly is growing up so fast. In fact I think she may catch up to Caleb in height soon. She's got so many words and she is stubborn to boot! This part of her makes me frustrated easily, but at the end of the day, all I can do is laugh, right? We've had no success on the potty front with her, but I will continue to oblige her when she asks to sit on the potty.
This past weekend I attended a conference in Toronto with Beth Moore. She's a wonderful speaker. The praise and worship times were amazing, and there were lots of times where the band stopped and we only heard our voices, and man that was really amazing. As much as I had a great time with the girls, I was exhausted. So much so that when I got in the door I just sat down and cried. When did I get so old?
Not sure what is next on the list for events coming up, Easter is always a good time. I'm looking forward to that. Oh and with this week being March break, my sister-in-law Sally is hoping to bring the girls down on Friday for a play date. My kids love them. We were at their place last week, and on the way home Amberly kept asking for "Book" Ha ha ha! Krista is at the perfect age where she enjoys entertaining Caleb and it works out so great! So once I know for sure, I will use their visit for leverage when it comes to good behavior from Caleb. (I know I know, but it works so well!)
Yes, the time change. Tonight will be the true test on how well the kids do. Amberly cried for a while at bedtime which she doesn't normally do, but she's quiet now, so that's a good sign. Caleb will be next, we'll see how that will go. I'm grateful for the dull day, because I think it helped with the bed times, at least it's still somewhat dark out for bedtime.
Caleb's new found love is Monster Jam. We tape it for him each day and he watches them before his bedtime. He knows the names of all the trucks, and with help from my brother and a few others, he has begun his own Monster Truck collection. Christa has even built ramps out of Popsicles sticks for him. (She's amazing, I'm sure I've said that many times!)
Amberly is growing up so fast. In fact I think she may catch up to Caleb in height soon. She's got so many words and she is stubborn to boot! This part of her makes me frustrated easily, but at the end of the day, all I can do is laugh, right? We've had no success on the potty front with her, but I will continue to oblige her when she asks to sit on the potty.
This past weekend I attended a conference in Toronto with Beth Moore. She's a wonderful speaker. The praise and worship times were amazing, and there were lots of times where the band stopped and we only heard our voices, and man that was really amazing. As much as I had a great time with the girls, I was exhausted. So much so that when I got in the door I just sat down and cried. When did I get so old?
Not sure what is next on the list for events coming up, Easter is always a good time. I'm looking forward to that. Oh and with this week being March break, my sister-in-law Sally is hoping to bring the girls down on Friday for a play date. My kids love them. We were at their place last week, and on the way home Amberly kept asking for "Book" Ha ha ha! Krista is at the perfect age where she enjoys entertaining Caleb and it works out so great! So once I know for sure, I will use their visit for leverage when it comes to good behavior from Caleb. (I know I know, but it works so well!)
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