Monday, February 29, 2016

my little foodies

I have to admit, when it comes to food, I’m proud of my kids.  They are growing up to be total foodies.  Especially the oldest.  L’s favorite food is salmon, usually followed closely by things like grilled zuchinni, stuffed mushrooms, crab, etc.  Truthfully, the other two would live on ramen (and I swear we didn’t raise them any different).  But all three of them are really good about trying new foods or eating a variety of flavors.  They love soup (especially my chicken salsa stew), tortellini alfredo, steamed artichokes, chicken pot pies, tikki masala and more.  Their favorite restaurant in town is a sushi place where they devour edamame and pot stickers.


Tonight I made pasta, knowing its always fast to make and that the girls love it.  As usual, L ate a serving size that you’d expect for her age.  A ate about twice as much, after dousing it with salt.  And E made it through even a third round, eagerly eating without any kind of encouragement or bribing.  But my favorite part is when she asks dad “Lady and the Tramp?”  Then, finding a long noodle, she feeds him one ends, starts herself on the other and meets him in the middle.  So cute!

getting ready for baby

My cute SIL asked if she could throw me a baby shower.  It’s not my first baby so I wasn’t sure at first.  But this baby is our first boy and it’s been four and a half years since the last.  So we decided to celebrate.  My mom and my two sister in laws threw a great party.  The amazingly cute invite announced a popcorn theme, “Ready to Pop”, and we ordered six foot sub sandwiches.  One of my sisters made lots of adorable cake pops in a variety of flavors and another made a TON of gourmet popcorn in favorite flavors at her family’s popcorn store.  My mom put together a few activities including a “wishes for baby” note that guests could fill out and a diaper station for guests to write notes on the diapers to give been a smile during late night changes.  And she surprised me with a game.  She made up a poster covered in baby pictures and I had to guess which pictures belonged to me or my three daughters.  I didn’t do as well as I would have hoped!  But actually got the same score as husband.  The shower was open house style with a handful of good friends that came at the beginning and stayed through the whole thing.  Other friends and family drifted in and out, open house style.  It was perfect.  It was fun and relaxed and I absolutely loved it.  I opened gifts at the end and was spoiled with tons of adorable baby clothes and diapers, exactly what we needed.  I put the gifts back into the bags as I went and then had the girls open them again later that day, much to their delight.

The next night, the girls found the “Wishes for Baby” game and filled them out as well.  They are so sweet and sincere and I absolutely loved it.

A week later, I went to my monthly Bunko party.  I love this group of ladies and had so much fun chatting and catching up over dinner.  We played our game with the usual teasing and talking.  And then as we finished, I realized the “prize table” was actually all wrapped gifts.  My super cute Bunko friends had done it as a surprise baby shower.  So I got to open all the gifts to find more adorable baby outfits and other necessities.

When I got home that night, Husband had been busy rearranging E’s room and setting up the crib.  So I’ve been washing clothes and organizing gear and getting SO excited.

Baby has 3 weeks left and I’m huge!  4 weeks til my due date but I won’t make it that far.  L was induced two days past her due date but she was so big that it prompted the doctor to recommend inducing A and E a week early, especially given the difficulty of my last trimesters.  So baby 4 has been tentatively given an eviction notice, if he doesn’t come within the next three weeks, we get to induce.  Of course I can’t help but hope he will come sooner but continually have to remind myself it’s unlikely.  I suspect that just like the girls, he will tease and threaten with plenty of contractions but wait until we actually kick him out.  I would love to experience labor without pitocin but it really just is up to him.  I am increasingly uncomfortable though so I continue to hope. I don’t remember being quite so uncomfortable so early with the girls.  I keep thinking that I must have forgotten just how those last few weeks feel.  I feel the baby low in my hips, causing pressure and sciatic nerve pain that makes walking difficult by the end of the day.  I’m still having contractions, sometimes regularly for hours, especially at night.  But fortunately, I’ve been through this before and recognize them as being prodromal labor instead of the real thing.  They tend to stay in the front of my belly, rather than the low cramping indicative of progressive labor.  I get out of breath easily and stuff like rolling out of bed is sadly difficult.  I'm SO big.  My belly, which has been growing straight out like a torpedo, is now sinking lower and lower.  He is literally hanging off the front of me.  My weight gain bothers me more than I’d like to admit but I’ve resigned myself to acceptance.  I haven’t eaten as well as I should of but neither has it been particularly unhealthy.  I’m just always hungry!  And often too tired to cook something I should eat, instead I grab the quick and easy stuff.  So now I currently weigh as much as I did with my first daughter (my heaviest weight), and I still have weeks to go.  Undoubtedly, he’s going to be big.  I was restricted from exercising weeks ago and have to really limit my activity.  But lately, I wouldn't trust my body enough anyway with how my hips regularly give out on me and how something seemingly insignificant can trigger hours of contractions.  I’m trying to organize and de-junk every room but my energy is fading fast so I’m not as productive as I’d like.  After the baby shower, I got to go on a little shopping spree and fill in the gaps for his wardrobe.  I refrained until then and honestly, haven’t bought much for the baby.  But that shopping trip was SO fun and we had a great time picking out cute things for our boy.  And I spend a lot of time reading my pregnancy books and websites to help myself mentally prepare for his arrival.  I really like reading other people’s birthing stories and the wide variety of experiences that are part of this crazy adventure. 

He still doesn’t have a name.  With the girls, we settled on a top three choices, with a favorite, but wanted to wait until her arrival to make it official.  So it really hasn’t surprised anyone that we haven’t announced a name yet.  (that doesn’t stop them from asking though!)  But for this little guy, we are having a much harder time deciding.  Even our “short list” is still changing.  We still stick to traditional, classic names but don’t have a favorite yet.  The girls occasionally offer suggestions but so far, the reigning favorite is the same as it has been all along: “Jellybean”.

I really will miss this.  As hard as pregnancy is, it's simply incredible.  I love the closeness and marveling at the miracle we are experiencing.  I love feeling him move, there's nothing in the world to describe it.  Yes often uncomfortable, sometimes even painful as he stretches pushing his head into my hips and pushing his feet so far I swear there are going to burst right out, but amazing.  I like watching his feet wander across the top of my belly, or sometimes can even see a whole limb raised up and moving across my belly.  He's definitely more active in the evenings and I'm grateful because that means Husband gets to feel him move too.  I love curling up around him at night just to enjoy feeling him move, knowing that this intimacy is comparatively brief before I have to share him with the world.  I love him so much already.

And this pregnancy has made me love and appreciate his daddy even more.  He is so good about helping me with girls, making an extra effort with the house and in taking care of me.  He spoils me with massages and doing my "honey-dos" or cooking meals whenever he can.  I love talking with him, planning and anticipating.  He's sensitive to my discomforts and does everything he can to help.  Recently, that even includes sending me to bed or at least lay down while he juggles everything else.


I’ve tried to think what has been different about this pregnancy than with the girls and in retrospect, can find differences.  I wasn’t as nauseated-sick, especially in the first trimester (which is why I immediately began gaining weight instead of losing—although I’ve always made up for it by the end).  But I definitely felt completely worn out and depleted.  With the girls, I couldn’t eat anything sugary or rich and the boy has been much more forgiving.  I still don’t really crave sweets though.  I have consistently craved a good turkey sandwich.  Another difference has been in my complexion (especially in the first half) and constant itching (especially in the second half), both of which can be blamed on hormones.  My least favorite difference (or at least I don't remember it being so bad with the girls) is that I'm always hot!  Especially when I start having contractions, I get so hot and sweaty and uncomfortable.

But one of the sweetest differences that I’ve enjoyed this pregnancy is involving my girls.  They love feeling him kick!  E loves to play with my belly and sings to him.  She's fascinated that my belly button is basically gone, having stretched out to be totally smooth.  A has been especially helpful.  At an early appointment, doc told A it was her job to help me drinks lots of water and she has been so sweet about bringing me drinks and refilling my water bottle.  L has probably had the least opportunity to feel the baby kick since she’s often at school or dance practice, but has been most excited about helping get baby gear ready or shopping for baby clothes.  She gets a huge kick out of when the baby has hiccups.  So we are slowly getting ready and eagerly anticipating his arrival.  Ready or not, I can’t wait to meet him.

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Valentines

               On Friday, each of the girls came home from school bursting with stories about their valentines day parties and an armful of cards and treats from their friends.  So they sorted and snacked and played.
In the evening, Husband and I went to a Valentines dinner hosted by our church.  It was an adults only activity so we left the girls with a friend for the evening and called it our date night.  We were assigned to a table with three other couples, none of whom we knew.  Two couples were older and then the other couple was close to our age and isn’t active in our ward.  But I think the seating arrangement was more inspired by the fact that we are both hugely pregnant.  In fact, our due dates are only two dates apart so we joked about racing to delivery.  
               The evening was a lot of fun with a buffet style pasta and salad bar and potluck desserts.  One of our neighbors is a well known musician and he played emcee for the evening, hamming up the intros and we started the evening and then playing piano through dinner.  After dinner there was a mini-talent show as each auxiliary was responsible for providing a number of some sort.  There was plenty of talent and comedy and we had a great evening.  But after two hours, I was pretty uncomfortable and we had to slip away as soon as we could.
               The second part of our Valentines weekend was with the kids.  We had lots of cousins to play with including my brother (and his 5 kids), my SIL (and her 2 kids) and 2 of my cousins (and their collective 6 kids) plus our 3 kids.  Definitely a houseful!  They spent the morning playing at McDonalds during the baby shower (more later), visiting the horses at Grandpas house and then sledding at the park.  They lasted much longer than I thought they would but were having such a great time they didn’t want to stop.  Eventually they came back to the house and mostly settled in for a movie (Book of Life) and popcorn.  We had a quick dinner of sandwiches leftover from the shower and then a mini-valentines party.  They made a little flower craft and decorated heart shaped sugar cookies.  We had talked about some other activities but they were pretty worn out from their busy day.  So my cousins took their families home and the rest of us settled in for another movie (by then I was sent to bed with contractions which fortunately disappeared sometime in the night) and a cousin sleepover.
               On Sunday morning, husband and I made a big breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and chocolate chip pancakes (much to everyone’s delight).  The rest of the cousins said goodbye and we got our little family ready for church.  Husband and I both taught Primary and the kids were especially full of energy and excitement.  So we were eager to get home and settle in for a quiet evening.  We watched a movie, Husband and I visited a neighbor and then made dinner together.  I put a special Valentines treat on everyone’s plate and the girls were thrilled with that as their Valentines surprise.  Eventually we got them settled into bed and Husband spent a few hours working from our home office while I went to bed.  Cause we’re super romantic like that.  (or just very pregnant and up against some big work deadlines.)

January

dang it.  Let’s get caught up.

Skiing—the girls are crazy little snow bunnies.  They’ve been out a handful of times now and are picking it up quickly.  We’ve had three skiing Saturdays so far.  Daddy takes one of them out in the morning for some one on one coaching.  Then I show up around lunchtime to feed them and trade kids.  Meanwhile E keeps me company and begs to go.  Unfortunately, she has to wait until next year (mostly for dad’s sanity).  However, last time, E got to spend the day cross country skiing with grandpa and loved it.  She got to have a one-on-one date with him and “ski like the big kids”. (not quite but she was still thrilled)  L and A also got to spend a day at ski school as part of the Epic Kids Ski program.  I took them to the resort at 9 am, got them fitted with gear and found their instructors (easier said than done but we got it figured out).  And then they spent the whole day skiing.  Their class had four students including them.  They skied through the morning, had lunch at the resort and I didn’t pick them up until 3.  Their instructor reported that they both did great.  A more easily distracted but had fun anyway and is working on smooth turns and using a turn to stop.  L responds well to coaching though and was even working on jumps!  My crazy kids.  And now they can’t get enough.

Road trip—we spent a long wonderful weekend with cousins.  My BIL needed to put a new roof on his house with a quickly approaching deadline from the insurance company.  So we left early Saturday morning and spent the drive reading, playing, snacking and watching movies.  The men got right to work and the girls immediately dove into playing with their cousins.  They spent the whole weekend playing with toys, watching movies, reading, dancing, building forts and teasing.  The weather was perfect to run loose in the backyard and we took short field trips out for playing at the park and shopping.  They spent each night in a big cousin bed on the floor watching a bedtime movie.  I really enjoyed the time lounging about.  I wasn’t particularly useful for roof construction (or anything else really) but I got to spend lots of time chatting with my SIL and relaxing.
        On Monday evening, the men had finished as much as they could in our three day weekend together so we packed up.  Instead of going home, we continued down the road to Las Vegas so Husband could take care of some meetings the next day.  We drove into Las Vegas to check out the nighttime strip but didn’t stay long since traffic was a nightmare.  So we settled into our hotel for the night.  The girls think that any hotel is a great adventure and eat it up like crazy.  They love the novelty (and the Disney channel) so we explored a bit before baths and bedtime.  The next morning we helped ourselves to the breakfast buffet and decided, much to their dismay, that it was too cold for swimming.  (We had been hopeful since it’s Vegas and much warmer than home, but the gray skies and impending rain scared us off).  So we drove into Vegas to drop Husband off at his meetings and then returned to our room for more lounging, cartoons and snacks.  We stayed until check out time and then did a little shopping.  We found a Disney store outlet and browsed for awhile and had lunch.  Then we drove up and down the strip a few times, trying to see as much as we could of the hotels and spectacular displays.  (I wasn’t brave enough to actually park and take them walking through any of them though.)  We did eventually park and make our way into the M&M store though and had such a blast!  The girls browsed the merchandise, picking out an outfit for the baby, a present to stash for Father’s Day and begged for souvenir M&Ms to eat.  We watched the 3D movie, which E loved and cheered and talked through nonstop, A watched completely enthralled and L actually shied away from, not liking the 3D effect.  After, we got to meet Red and take pictures with him.  We spent over an hour in the M&M store before we left to find Husband and begin our long drive home.

L’s dance—January was a busy month for L’s dance team.  With competition season quickly approaching, she has had extra rehearsals to attend and even a few performances at a local high school’s halftime show to get them used to performing.  Her dance team, the Starlights, is doing a military themed routine which she absolutely loves.  I tend to favor the ballet and jazz while this particular routine is more precision and hip hop.  But she loves the fun, funky energy of it and it has really challenged the girls.  It’s definitely a difficult routine and I’m glad they got to practice performing it.  After the half time performance, we went out to the local pizzeria with two friends on the team and their families.  I think that especially made her night and she had such a blast.  She’s also in a second competition routine, with the Starlights plus two other teams (different age groups), for “mini production”.  It’s danced to a song from Rio and the girls are dressed like colorful, tropical, unbelievably cute birds.  They also preformed both routines at the company showcase in January, which is done at the high school auditorium.  It doubles as a first performance experience for the girls and a “reveal” to all the parents and families that support the girls.  We got there earlier enough to have great seats and even little sisters loved watching the routines (E provided hilarious commentary about her favorites that we had to laughingly shush.)  Competition season was really hard on her last year and she struggled with feeling like she had no play time.  I worried she was over scheduled but having two neighborhood friends on the team this year has made a big difference.  She loves it and goes eagerly to practices, I’m so proud of my sweet little spunky dancer.

Swim date with cousins—One of the girls’ longtime favorite activities is going swimming.  The community pool is amazing with waterslides and a play area.  So we had a fantastic cousin weekend, starting with the dance showcase.  Grammy picked up Mimi, one of the cousins that L is especially close to, and joined us at the dance showcase.  Then we had a late dinner and dessert before crashing for the night.  In the morning, Husband took L and Mimi ice fishing (not much success but they had fun).  Then we were joined by my brother and his family with lots more cousins to play with.  We met them at the swimming pool where the kids eagerly dove in and made rounds of the slides and hot tubs and obstacle course.  Once everyone had their fill, we met back at our house for dinner.  The kids ate really well, especially for a soup bar and I was proud of them for trying new things (doesn’t always go so well at big family events) and we settled in for gourmet popcorn and a movie.  Unfortunately the power went out halfway through, which was met with plenty of drama and rather entertaining.  So even though our evening got cut short, it was such a great weekend.

A’s art—A is taking art again, well into another session and loving it.  She’s moved into an older class which I think has been a great way to challenge her and having tons of fun.  Her projects usually take 1-2 weeks and are always very bright and energetic. 

L’s piano—Asides from dance, L continues in piano lessons as well.  It makes her Monday schedule very busy and often exhausting but I’m proud of the way she keeps up.  Her favorite is jazz and she’s learned increasingly complicated pieces that really give her the chance to get into it.  My favorite is still the classical pieces, which she picks up easily.  She has applied for an upcoming music festival, despite the timing of dance performances and baby’s arrival.  March is going to be VERY busy but I think it will be a great experience to compete and be adjudicated.  In addition to the assignments from her class, she’s working on an additional song for an upcoming special occasion and is bursting with excitement about it.  She gave Grammy a preview and was a little concerned when it moved her to tears!  The official unveiling won’t been for a few more weeks but will be such a sweet and special occasion.

L’s swimming—L has also begun swimming lessons once a week as part of the school’s PE program.  I was more nervous than she was, since it involves being bussed over to the intermediate school and juggling swim gear and changing clothes, etc.  But of course everything is fine and I think she looks at it as playtime, more than PE class.  I imagine this is especially because she’s had swim lessons for the past four summers so my girls are already strong swimmers. 

Baby update—Baby is doing great.  We had a particularly rough weekend with frequent and increasingly intense contractions.  (Sundays are the hardest, especially because church is right during my usual “rest” time so I’m sitting upright in uncomfortable chairs instead of laying down, usually don’t drink enough water and because our building is obnoxiously hot by the third block.)  So during one particularly rough Sunday, I had a definite increase in contractions.  I assumed they were Braxton Hicks, like I’ve had so much with each pregnancy.  But after two days, I started spotting.  After a quick call to the doc looking for reassurance, he had me come in, get checked and concluded “things were starting to move along”. But since I was only 29 weeks, I’ve had to cut back on all my activities and be much more careful to avoid going into true labor.  So much to my dismay, no more exercising (I was hoping to teach another week or two at that point and then hopefully take classes without teaching for a few more weeks after that).  I still teach my water aerobics class but only because I can stand poolside and coach them without exerting myself at all.  I miss being at the gym, especially for the satisfaction of a good workout and for the socializing.  But I’m using the extra time to do some decluttering and organizing and cleaning at home.  I still have a particularly rough evening about once a week or so (with regular contractions) and my girls are really good about giving me time to lay down and bringing me water.  Fortunately, we haven’t had any more fire drills or trips to the hospital to stop labor.  I have to make it to March at the minimum, especially since our hospital doesn’t have a NICU.  So if I go into labor too early, we would most likely be transferred to another hospital.  More baby stuff later.

Library—one of the girls favorite activities is to go to the library.  (yep, big nerds.  I love it.)  I can actually bribe them to do extra chores with a promised trip to the library.  The library here has a fantastic reading wall with little nooks in it.  So they pick out books and curl up to read or they play on the computer.  We’ve also been more dedicated in our nightly reading lately.  The girls were given a copy of Little House in the Big Woods for Christmas and we started reading a chapter every night.  Once we finished, we checked the second book out of the library and our whole little family is thoroughly enjoying it.  Somewhere in my parents’ storage is a very old, yellow box set that my great grandma gave to my grandma who gave to me.  So I’ve held off buying and we just borrow for now until that precious treasure surfaces.

 Grandma day—Also in January was the one year anniversary of Grandma’s passing, followed shortly by Grandma’s birthday.  We had a special dinner and visited the cemetery.  L in particular still has occasional rough moments and we’ve really embraced the idea that Grandma is now our angel to watch over them.  I finished the “Grandma bears” with my sister's help, sweet little teddy bears made from Grandma’s pajamas, and sent them to each of Grandma’s siblings and gave them to our girls.  It was very healing for me to do this and I think has been a great comfort to L as well.  It’s hard, but we’re doing ok.


quote of the day

I love to tickle and play with my girls.  While I was ferociously devouring A’s toes she declared “Mom! You can’t eat daughters! You can’t eat my toes!” I answered, “why not? I made them! I made them in my tummy!” Suddenly serious, she answered “but mom, I made you in my heart.”

special leader

Yesterday E was “special leader” at preschool which is the teacher’s brilliant way of assigning one student to be her helper for the day plus getting the kids to bring their own snacks.  And the kids love it!  So she was super excited.  But to make it even more exciting, this week her class is working on the letter “P”.  Nearly every week she has asked if Penny, her stuffed animal panda, can go to school with her.  And I’ve always had to say no.  About two weeks ago, she figured out that when her class does the letter “P”, Penny the Panda could come as her sound and tell item!  So she was awake, dressed and ready for school in record time.  She picked out popcorn to take as the snack and told Penny all about the exciting day she would have.  Then after school, she had to wrap Penny up (swaddle-style) in a little purple baby blanket and made her take a nap after her busy day.