Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Me and my. . .

THREE kids!!!!
C-section is scheduled! If all goes as planned, then Pumpkin will be out of my tummy and in my arms exactly two months from today.

Time to start making some baby preps around here.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

A common scene in our house. . .

Morning rolls around.

Graydon starts jabbering.

Little Miss Bella (plus all of her blankets and pillows) find their way into Graydon's crib.

Laughter ensues.

Our day has officially begun.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Bella's Activity Book

I can't take credit for this idea but it was so simple and clever that I had to make one.

1. A plain black 8x8 scrapbook that I wasn't using. (I recovered it in some extra fabric I had just to make it look cute).
2. Dry erase markers and extra flannel material for erasing. These are attached to the book with velcro. This particular set of markers actually came with their own erasers on the tips making the fabric only needed for the big erasing jobs. 3. Paper to fill the pages. Here are a few of mine.Bella's book has activities, writing practice, and coloring pages. I found some of these on the internet and made the rest myself. She's really into learning how to write our names right now - so I was sure to include those pages.This has already come in handy at church and a couple of outings.The best part of all - she loves it!!! She calls it her "scrapbook" and keeps it in a bag by the door.

When these pages get old, I'll just insert new ones. Lots of possibilities!!!

Friday, April 16, 2010

Life's a party!

Anything is reason enough for a party with Bella. If we're having grilled cheese for lunch, she will declare it a "grilled cheese party!"

Yesterday she decided to take it all one step further and decorate.

The reason? None - at first. Though it gradually evolved into a pretend birthday party for Daddy.

Streamers - made and hung by BellaTissue paper pom poms - she initially tried to attach them to the refrigerator with magnets and when that didn't work settled on the kitchen counter.
Balloons! Of course. And a snack area complete with plates, cups, and utensils.
I missed my photo-op with the party hats. Those were also included.

Turning an ordinary day into a celebration. . . that's my girl!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010


Can you tell?

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Breakfast this morning

Had my glucose test for Gestational Diabetes today. I am not a fast drinker, so to chug this thing down in five minutes was quite a feat for me- especially with my gag reflex in high gear and a burning feeling in my throat.

I find out the results on Friday.

Baby is sounding good. Heartrate was 140 bpm and I am measuring 28 weeks exactly.

I start going in every two weeks now and we will be scheduling the c-section this week.

Monday, April 12, 2010

28 weeks.

The first week of my last trimester.

The beginning of the end of this pregnancy.
(photo courtesy of Bella)

If you're looking at this picture and the words "big" or "huge" come to your mind. Feel free to keep that to yourself. Oh, and definitely do not say the word "twins" to me. I got that comment yesterday. It didn't make me happy.

A word to the wise: never use those words in reference to a woman. Even a pregnant one. We really don't want to hear it. "Cute belly" and "you're all belly" make us feel so much better.

Thanks. :)

Saturday, April 10, 2010

He awakens from his sleep

. . . and waits.

Sometimes he talkes to himself in there. Sometimes he is silent. I suspect that he is awake for much longer than I realize. I wonder what goes on during those moments between Graydon waking up and me coming to get him. It's not like I try to leave him in there for a long time. . . it's just that it's not always obvious exactly when he wakes up.

At 9:15 this morning, I was surprised that Graydon could still be asleep. His day usually starts somewhere around 7:30-8:00am. I quietly peeked in his room to check on him and there he sat. . .

in his crib
paci in mouth
holding his blanket
completely content.

As soon as I enter, he perks up and greets me. I try to discern his jibber jabber which is even less discernable as it's muffled by the paci. I just assume he is telling me all about his dreams and we "talk" about that for a little bit.

Before long I am chasing him around the room, trying to change his diaper.

This little guy baffles me. Never would I have pegged him as a happy riser who patiently entertained himself while waiting for Mommy to come get him. He was not that kind of baby.

But he's come a long way.

Thursday, April 08, 2010

A taste of summer

The calendar says April, but it's July out here. At least it feels that way.

We tried out the new sprinkler.Bella was in heaven.Graydon was cautious.But quite the cutie in his swim outfit and hat.While this glimpse into sumer was nice. . .

I'm looking forward to spring again.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Easter Sunday

"Why do you look for the living among the dead. He [Jesus] is not here; He has risen!" ~ Luke 24: 5,6

That is the ultimate victory. No greater reason to celebrate than that.

Andy's Easter morning began a bit earlier than the rest of ours with the sunrise service. I stayed home and let the kids (and myself) sleep in a little bit. I did the sunrise service with Bella a few times, but with Graydon it is just a bit much.

He's quite the handful in church.

This Daddy's-boy makes a beeline for the front when he sees his favorite person - Daddy. When I try to keep him with me, I (as well as the rest of the church) get to hear just how powerful this little guy's lungs can be.

How grateful I am to have the nursery.


The kids and my morning began with the children's Sunday School program.

Bella's Easter bonnet - with all the frills upon it!
This whole creation was Bella's design. I had envisioned little flowers and eggs and maybe a butterfly springing up from Bella's hat for the Easter bonnet contest. She wanted a rainbow. Little pieces of colorful paper glued on. Those were her instructions. When she saw that I had a bunch of colorful fabric scraps to use. . . all the better!

She kept it on all morning and won the prize of "Most Colorful".I didn't even bother with creating a hat for Graydon knowing that he would never keep it on. I managed to get this quick photo of him just before he ripped the ears off of his head.
He won the prize for "Most Handsome."

I agree.

On second thought, maybe I could have made him a hat. He did seem to appreciate Bella's.
This Easter was exactly how I always envision Easter to be.

A lovely spring day. Sunny and warm. Flowers blooming and birds singing. Evidence of new life all around.

We soaked it in after church.
While Graydon napped that afternoon, Bella hunted for her basket.

It was hiding under the piano.
Her gift: Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses - her ultimate favorite movie. The one she hopes to get every time we go to the library, but it's never there. (I guess a lot of other little girls like it as well.)

Now she has her very own and her reaction was exactly what I had envisioned: pure delight! She thanked us several times over the rest of the evening.
Bella hid Graydon's basket in the play kitchen and then led him right to it after he woke up.He got some treats of his own. We enjoyed a simple Easter meal and topped off the evening with a trip out for ice cream.

I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter celebration!

Saturday, April 03, 2010

A lazy afternoon

Warm sun. Gentle breeze.
Flowers springing up.
A freshly mulched yard.

Time on our hands.

A child's imagination. . . A new "cave" (according to Bella) to explore. Music in the air. And joy all around. A beautiful day.

Thursday, April 01, 2010

15 months old!

I love this age - this in-between time when I can embrace Graydon as my baby and my big-boy-in-the-making. He is very much my baby when we snuggle together and rock before sleep times. I treasure when he uses my shoulder for a pillow and drifts off to sleep. I could put him down, but I don’t. Not for a while anyway. These are moments that I will absolutely miss.

I know it.

Then there are those moments when he is very much my big boy. Like at meals, for example. He’s got molars. . . and he wants to use ’em! How did he let me know this? Simple. By throwing the cut-up pieces to the floor and then whining for the food on my plate. I watched him eat a full slice of pear and what-do-ya-know. . . he bit off little pieces and chewed them up. Yes. He is ready. We know he's finished when he starts throwing food again or he fanatically waves his arms around, signing "all done". His signing and verbal vocabulary are both growing. In addition to 'all done', he signs 'milk', 'thank you', 'baby', and 'please'. I've got to say that the 'please' one is hard to resist. As soon as his chubby fingers start circling over his chest, I pretty much give in to whatever he requests.

I'll get stronger. Eventually.

There's a mischevious side to this little man. He's at the beginning stages of discerning right from wrong. At least some times. I'll be watching him and he'll, let's say, reach for an outlet. But before actually touching it. . . He stops. Looks at me. And waits - at least for a moment. What is Mom's reaction going to be? Will it be the same as last time? Yes, Graydon - my reaction is still the same. And, no - you can't play with the outlet.Does that always stop him? Not a chance.

I suppose listening skills come later.
He's definitely got the patience of a one-year-old. And by that. . . I mean that he has none.

It's hard to wait for Mommy to hold him when she's cooking dinner over a hot stove. It really stinks when he has to wait for us to get him out of the high chair. And, it's no fun to take turns with big sister when playing with Daddy (which is what's going on in this photo).
But he's gotten so good at entertaining himself. I really think our lives all changed around here when Graydon became mobile. He was suddenly much more content. He revels is his increased independence and this whole world (or at least, house) all around him that is waiting to be discovered.

I must admit that this joy is as much mine as it is his.When crawling turned to walking and walking turned to running, my ability to photograph this kid took an all-time low. Which is why this is the only photo I have of him smiling and looking at the camera.If you could see below where the photo cuts off, you'd see that I have him pinned down while my foot tickles him.

You gotta do what you gotta do sometimes. Graydon is 15 months old now. In three months, we'll call him an official Big Brother.

Big Brother - such a "big boy" thing to be.

But I have no plans to stop calling him My Baby Boy any time soon.