Friday, January 30, 2009
Pictures
I do have pictures to post, friends. I'm waiting for my hubby to bring home batteries for my camera. Why is it that he keeps the battery charger in his office anyway? UGH!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Fond Memories
I was reading a devotion this morning and the author started out by reminiscing about life in her first home. That got me to thinking about Bill and my first home.
It definitely wasn't anything special. It was quite small, actually. I was scared of the basement. It was a nice, finished basement, but in the summer, there were several scary wolf spiders that crawled around...ewww. I didn't have a pantry, and we had to pull the kitchen table out every time we had anyone over to eat. The master bedroom was so small that one side of our bed had to go against the wall, so every time I woke up, I had to crawl out over Bill. The neighborhood was a tad scary. I once had a random female (obviously on some kind of drug) ring my doorbell at midnight and ask for Herb.
But, there was something about that home. It was our first home together. We made it ours. We updated, painted, planted a ton of flowers and worked a garden. We brought Luke home in that house. The neighbor boys were so sweet. We took them under our wing, and they spent quite a bit of time at our home before we had kids. There was always something to watch as I looked out my kitchen window while I was either cooking supper or doing dishes.
I miss that house~maybe I just miss being in Lincoln. Every once in awhile, Bill and I take a jaunt down West A street to take a peek at the house on SW 10th. I wonder if the new owners changed anything. Did they paint over my red wall in the kitchen? What about all of the flowers in the back...are they watering them?
Is it weird to have an emotional attachment to a house? I'm sure I will feel sad if/when we ever move from this one as well. I think it's because one of my jobs as a stay-at-home mom is to make a house a "home". I take pride in wherever I live. But, most of all, it's important to keep in mind that just because I may leave a home, it does not mean that the memories leave too.
It definitely wasn't anything special. It was quite small, actually. I was scared of the basement. It was a nice, finished basement, but in the summer, there were several scary wolf spiders that crawled around...ewww. I didn't have a pantry, and we had to pull the kitchen table out every time we had anyone over to eat. The master bedroom was so small that one side of our bed had to go against the wall, so every time I woke up, I had to crawl out over Bill. The neighborhood was a tad scary. I once had a random female (obviously on some kind of drug) ring my doorbell at midnight and ask for Herb.
But, there was something about that home. It was our first home together. We made it ours. We updated, painted, planted a ton of flowers and worked a garden. We brought Luke home in that house. The neighbor boys were so sweet. We took them under our wing, and they spent quite a bit of time at our home before we had kids. There was always something to watch as I looked out my kitchen window while I was either cooking supper or doing dishes.
I miss that house~maybe I just miss being in Lincoln. Every once in awhile, Bill and I take a jaunt down West A street to take a peek at the house on SW 10th. I wonder if the new owners changed anything. Did they paint over my red wall in the kitchen? What about all of the flowers in the back...are they watering them?
Is it weird to have an emotional attachment to a house? I'm sure I will feel sad if/when we ever move from this one as well. I think it's because one of my jobs as a stay-at-home mom is to make a house a "home". I take pride in wherever I live. But, most of all, it's important to keep in mind that just because I may leave a home, it does not mean that the memories leave too.
Friday, January 23, 2009
A Little Bit of This and That
A couple of mini stories for you...
Last night, we went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant in Columbus. About half way through the meal, Luke says, "Wait a minute! I think we forgot baby Katelyn!" He didn't see that she was there, in her carseat on the floor.
At church, there is a kids bathroom in between the nursery and Luke's Sunday School room. During Sunday School, I was in the nursery nursing Kate. Luke was using the bathroom and must have heard me chatting with the other moms. Anyway, he opens the door to the nursery. Much to my surprise, he has his pants down. Fortunately, his underwear were up, but unfortunately his "package" was hanging out the side of his underwear. It was a proud mommy moment.
I have to admit...I hide from the Schwan's man...literally. When I hear his truck coming down the street (yes, I can hear his truck) I shut all of the lights off and Luke is instructed to not make any sound. Why do I do this? I can't believe I just admitted that to anyone. Anyways, today we had a lot of the lights on in the house, which is quite unusual for us...I try to be as "green" as I can. I heard a truck and instructed Luke to help me turn off all of the lights. As the truck neared, we were still turning off lights. Bummer...I thought I was caught. Busted.
Good thing it was the UPS man.
Last night, we went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant in Columbus. About half way through the meal, Luke says, "Wait a minute! I think we forgot baby Katelyn!" He didn't see that she was there, in her carseat on the floor.
At church, there is a kids bathroom in between the nursery and Luke's Sunday School room. During Sunday School, I was in the nursery nursing Kate. Luke was using the bathroom and must have heard me chatting with the other moms. Anyway, he opens the door to the nursery. Much to my surprise, he has his pants down. Fortunately, his underwear were up, but unfortunately his "package" was hanging out the side of his underwear. It was a proud mommy moment.
I have to admit...I hide from the Schwan's man...literally. When I hear his truck coming down the street (yes, I can hear his truck) I shut all of the lights off and Luke is instructed to not make any sound. Why do I do this? I can't believe I just admitted that to anyone. Anyways, today we had a lot of the lights on in the house, which is quite unusual for us...I try to be as "green" as I can. I heard a truck and instructed Luke to help me turn off all of the lights. As the truck neared, we were still turning off lights. Bummer...I thought I was caught. Busted.
Good thing it was the UPS man.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
When the Mom Goes Down
So, now that I'm a mother of two, there is one more thing that I will have to work out. What happens when the mom doesn't feel well? What is a mother to do? If I just had Kate, no big deal. She sleeps away the day anyways. But, I have this little 3-year old munchkin that is full of energy. Every time I lie down, he is crawling on me, trying to open my eyes or tugging at my hair (Luke's favorite past time).
I'm not too sick. Not to be graphic, but on top of being worn out, I have a clogged milk-duct that hurts like the Dickens. The problem is, whenever I get tired, the duct hurts. What's the solution? Katelyn is now only waking up once in the middle of the night (hooray!). But, last night, Luke was up when Katelyn wasn't. He saw a light on and came out to explore at 3:00. Bill scadoodled him off to bed. Then, he woke up shortly there after to go to the bathroom. Then, Katelyn was making her typical baby noises. I could not get her to burp for the life of me at her feeding, so when she laid down, she kept spitting up. That kept me up too. UGH!
I'm so thankful that Bill will be home soon. He will be able to stay a few hours until he has to go back to work at 2:00. I'm so fortunate that he has a job that he can come home if need be. But, until then, PLEASE tell me what you do when you're sick and you have little ones to care for. Especially, when you're sick, it seems like they're a tad more demanding, aren't they?
I'm not too sick. Not to be graphic, but on top of being worn out, I have a clogged milk-duct that hurts like the Dickens. The problem is, whenever I get tired, the duct hurts. What's the solution? Katelyn is now only waking up once in the middle of the night (hooray!). But, last night, Luke was up when Katelyn wasn't. He saw a light on and came out to explore at 3:00. Bill scadoodled him off to bed. Then, he woke up shortly there after to go to the bathroom. Then, Katelyn was making her typical baby noises. I could not get her to burp for the life of me at her feeding, so when she laid down, she kept spitting up. That kept me up too. UGH!
I'm so thankful that Bill will be home soon. He will be able to stay a few hours until he has to go back to work at 2:00. I'm so fortunate that he has a job that he can come home if need be. But, until then, PLEASE tell me what you do when you're sick and you have little ones to care for. Especially, when you're sick, it seems like they're a tad more demanding, aren't they?
Monday, January 12, 2009
Kate
Here are some more pictures of Katelyn. Enjoy! She just had her 2 week check up this morning...healthy as can be and 8 lbs 8 oz! Another 11 ounce week. No wonder I feel like I'm nursing all of the time-I am!
Friday, January 9, 2009
On Being a Mother of Two
Gosh...it has been forever since I've blogged. This moment seems perfect. Luke is catching his afternoon t.v. show and Katelyn is still sleeping, due to wake up any minute for an afternoon snack. Being a mother of two has treated me very well. I can't complain. Of course, this is only day number two of being on my own with the kids, so give it time, right?
I have noted some observations of being a mother of two that I'd like to share with you.
1. Who in the heck packages newborn socks? Come on! How many plastic T-looking thingys do you have to stick through a pair of socks? But, while you're at it, you may as well staple the socks to cardboard as well. Sheesh! With being a mom of two, taking time unraveling things like this really irks me.
2. I'm finding that I'm getting my shower in much, much earlier. Before Katelyn, Luke and I would snuggle in my bed for awhile. Then, I'd get up to make breakfast and maybe sometime mid-morning, I'd saunter to the shower to get in. Not now! I'm ready to go before Bill even leaves for work. Actually, I feel better about not wasting time, and I'm sure Bill likes that I'm up and around with him too.
3. I'm do more activities with Luke. Luke and I would play a lot together before, but now, we have more focused activities that we can do while Katelyn is sleeping. Yesterday, we played games. Today, we played play dough. Super fun. Monday we're making cookies.
4. I have, somehow, slipped myself into some non-maternity jeans. Of course, they are a size bigger than what I'd normally wear, but I'm definitely feeling good about the weight loss. Now, as for shirts to wear...I have one. I need something that my "nursing chest" will fit into. Only XL will do...sigh.
5. Speaking of nursing...I feel like I am exposed most of the day (even though it is only every 3 hours). But, this time, I am enjoying it. I sit here in the living room while I nurse Kate and either think, strategize, plan or pray. I've been listening to quite a bit of music too.
6. My back and neck hurts...I can't count the number of times I'm bending, lifting, adjusting and looking down. I've also gotten quite good at getting up off of the floor using no hands because I'm holding Kate. Aren't I impressive?
7. It's a huge challenge to get out of the house. I did it for the first time yesterday all by myself. Of course, I only went to Rising City to visit a friend, but that's a huge undertaking. It's all about strategy, especially in the winter time. "OK, who gets their coat on first? Which side of the car will Luke get in and out of? Where's Katelyn's blanket? Oh, no...did she just poop? I have to plan to nurse before I leave. Oh, no. Luke...do you really have to go to the bathroom?"
This whole ordeal takes extra time!
8. I look forward to outings more! Bill has a basketball tournament on Saturday and so I'm going to Lincoln to spend the day with my folks. I'm excited to go! I'm especially excited to go for an afternoon at Target...all by myself. I appreciate this sooo much more now!
9. Luke is doing just fine. Right after Katelyn was born, I worried for Luke and his adjustment. It has been a piece of cake for him and there is nothing like seeing him care for his sister. He wants to hold and kiss her and wants to be involved in all of the ins and outs of caring for her. I feel blessed.
10. I am thankful for friends. Of course with just one child I was thankful for friends, but with two children there is nothing like getting a card in the mail or a special phone call because someone is thinking of you. It's amazing the support we've received...especially when it comes to meals! I am so thankful.
Of course, I've learned a lot more about mothering two, but I thought 10 was a nice, round number (I know, I know...OCD attacks again). So, thank you to all of you, my friends, who have prayed for us and thought of us. You support helps out. More than you know!
I have noted some observations of being a mother of two that I'd like to share with you.
1. Who in the heck packages newborn socks? Come on! How many plastic T-looking thingys do you have to stick through a pair of socks? But, while you're at it, you may as well staple the socks to cardboard as well. Sheesh! With being a mom of two, taking time unraveling things like this really irks me.
2. I'm finding that I'm getting my shower in much, much earlier. Before Katelyn, Luke and I would snuggle in my bed for awhile. Then, I'd get up to make breakfast and maybe sometime mid-morning, I'd saunter to the shower to get in. Not now! I'm ready to go before Bill even leaves for work. Actually, I feel better about not wasting time, and I'm sure Bill likes that I'm up and around with him too.
3. I'm do more activities with Luke. Luke and I would play a lot together before, but now, we have more focused activities that we can do while Katelyn is sleeping. Yesterday, we played games. Today, we played play dough. Super fun. Monday we're making cookies.
4. I have, somehow, slipped myself into some non-maternity jeans. Of course, they are a size bigger than what I'd normally wear, but I'm definitely feeling good about the weight loss. Now, as for shirts to wear...I have one. I need something that my "nursing chest" will fit into. Only XL will do...sigh.
5. Speaking of nursing...I feel like I am exposed most of the day (even though it is only every 3 hours). But, this time, I am enjoying it. I sit here in the living room while I nurse Kate and either think, strategize, plan or pray. I've been listening to quite a bit of music too.
6. My back and neck hurts...I can't count the number of times I'm bending, lifting, adjusting and looking down. I've also gotten quite good at getting up off of the floor using no hands because I'm holding Kate. Aren't I impressive?
7. It's a huge challenge to get out of the house. I did it for the first time yesterday all by myself. Of course, I only went to Rising City to visit a friend, but that's a huge undertaking. It's all about strategy, especially in the winter time. "OK, who gets their coat on first? Which side of the car will Luke get in and out of? Where's Katelyn's blanket? Oh, no...did she just poop? I have to plan to nurse before I leave. Oh, no. Luke...do you really have to go to the bathroom?"
This whole ordeal takes extra time!
8. I look forward to outings more! Bill has a basketball tournament on Saturday and so I'm going to Lincoln to spend the day with my folks. I'm excited to go! I'm especially excited to go for an afternoon at Target...all by myself. I appreciate this sooo much more now!
9. Luke is doing just fine. Right after Katelyn was born, I worried for Luke and his adjustment. It has been a piece of cake for him and there is nothing like seeing him care for his sister. He wants to hold and kiss her and wants to be involved in all of the ins and outs of caring for her. I feel blessed.
10. I am thankful for friends. Of course with just one child I was thankful for friends, but with two children there is nothing like getting a card in the mail or a special phone call because someone is thinking of you. It's amazing the support we've received...especially when it comes to meals! I am so thankful.
Of course, I've learned a lot more about mothering two, but I thought 10 was a nice, round number (I know, I know...OCD attacks again). So, thank you to all of you, my friends, who have prayed for us and thought of us. You support helps out. More than you know!
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