Colt
Saffryn
Pierce
What do you think???
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Monday, October 29, 2012
Comparison
Let's see who baby Colt looks more like:
Colt
Saffryn
Pierce
What do you think???
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Colt
Saffryn
Pierce
What do you think???
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Better Late Than Never
This post is about taking Colt to the hospital when he was 6 weeks old. It is a few weeks late. I know it is all said and done, but I have had people asking about what happened. So for those few people and my memory here it is.
We took Colt to the hospital on a Tuesday...
So rewind a few days before that. Colt was being kind of fussy. Not inconsolable, just cranky. Remember the post about his big burp then feeling better? Well that made me wonder if he was having tummy troubles. There was one day in particular that my diet was awful (think lots of soda...hey it was a rough day with my girl and I needed a little pep. The diet coke was there so I just kept drinking) so I attributed his fussiness to that.
After a few days and nights of that we come to Monday night. He is not like himself at all. He won't sleep even when I am holding him. He woke up about every 30 minutes screaming. I tried burping him, rocking him, nursing him and got the same result. All. Night. Long.
About 6 am my older kids started waking up. I went to get Pierce out of his crib and he had vomited. It then finally occurred to me Colt might be unwell. After cleaning up Pierce I take Colt's temperature and it is 101.6. Oh dear. I call my pediatrician and they ask if I can be there in 15 minutes. It takes me 15 minutes to get out the door and everyone in the car so no! So they give me 30 minutes. Hmm I don't feel good about how urgent they are making this, but I keep thinking I'm sure it's nothing.
We get there and get to the room. The PA does a basic check on him and says he seems to look good. Phew, its probably nothing. There are no major red flags but they want to check his temp with their thermometer to see if he has a fever. After getting it rectally (poor baby) the nurse comes in to tell me it was 101.8 and they want him to go to the hospital like right now. I was NOT expecting this. I start asking why and get answers of, "fevers aren't normal in a newborn and can mean meningitis, infections, ect... He might get an IV, blood work and a spinal tap."
Hit the brakes!!! A spinal tap?!? On my 6 week old! I realize I cannot handle hearing anymore so I stop asking questions and put on a brave smile. At this point I have all 3 kids screaming at me. Pierce feels awful, Saffryn is antsy and Colt feels awful. I try to keep it together for the kids. I call Dan telling him he needs to get home NOW! I realize with Pierce sick I don't want to ask anyone to watch the kids and spread our germs which means I have to take Colt to the hospital by myself while Dan watches S and P.
I rush home from the pediatrician and try to pack a bag for Colt and me. My mind is racing and I am trying to appear calm and collected for my children's sake. Dan makes it home and I relay all the scary stuff the PA said to me. I let out a few tears then take a deep breath and take baby to the hospital.
On the way there I prayed for his health. I also prayed for my strength. How was I going to handle this by myself? The thought of my baby going through all of this was very hard to handle.
Get to the hospital and the admissions lady tells me my pediatrician has called ahead and wants me to go to the ER so he can be a direct admin. I am so worried. What is wrong with my baby?!?!
After going to the ER they send me straight to the pediatric ward and the doctors and residents and nurses come in. They start taking his vitals. His temp is still 101.8. They take his blood pressure with the smallest cuff ever. It was normal. His breathing sounds good, ears look good and there are no major red flags. The doctor and resident start asking me questions and really put me at ease. They make it seem as though this is not an emergency situation. They are very calm and smiling. They tell me he looks good but they need to do some things to be sure and try to find out why he has a fever.
They tell me when babies come in 28 days or younger they do a spinal tap no matter what. Colt was 45 days old so if he continued to eat well and have plenty of wet diapers they would hold off on the spinal tap and just do blood work. Relief swept over me! I think I can handle them taking blood!
The doctors left and 2 nurses came in. They first gave him a catheter and he over flowed the container!!! I was so proud. Lol. I know that is a weird thing o be proud of but that showed everyone he was well hydrated and made the need for a spinal tap go way down!!! Then they got an IV in and took some blood. Thankfully I have no fear of needles and they were quick. Colt was such a good boy! He was so cooperative and enjoyed the sugar water they gave him! That also helped me be strong!
Picture of Colt after his IV was placed. Poor poor baby.
Then everyone left and said we will wait to see what the blood work says. A few minutes later the head resident came in and gave Colt some Tylenol. Colt then ate and went right to sleep! The first good nap he had in days! I just got to watch daytime tv and hold Colt all afternoon. After a few hour nap his fever had broken! What a great sign! A little while later the head resident came in and said his blood work looked great! No infection!!! Colt probably had the same virus Pierce has. They wanted to keep him overnight to make sure his fever didn't return and to watch his eating/diapers and overall fussiness. Huge relief!
Dan's parents rushed over to our house in the evening so Dan could come visit us! It was so good to see him. After I got a much needed shower he had to go back home. Colt fell asleep and had several 3 hour stretches which after the past few nights felt amazing!
The next morning he was still fever free and so much less fussy so we got sent home!
What a scare! Another reason why being the 3rd is tough...you catch whatever sickness your older sibs have.
When we got home he was so quiet and content which made me realize just how crummy he must have felt. I am so very thankful Colt got better so quickly. It is so sad seeing your children sick or hurting. Thanks for the love when we were there!!! I am always blown away by my friends and family!
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We took Colt to the hospital on a Tuesday...
So rewind a few days before that. Colt was being kind of fussy. Not inconsolable, just cranky. Remember the post about his big burp then feeling better? Well that made me wonder if he was having tummy troubles. There was one day in particular that my diet was awful (think lots of soda...hey it was a rough day with my girl and I needed a little pep. The diet coke was there so I just kept drinking) so I attributed his fussiness to that.
After a few days and nights of that we come to Monday night. He is not like himself at all. He won't sleep even when I am holding him. He woke up about every 30 minutes screaming. I tried burping him, rocking him, nursing him and got the same result. All. Night. Long.
About 6 am my older kids started waking up. I went to get Pierce out of his crib and he had vomited. It then finally occurred to me Colt might be unwell. After cleaning up Pierce I take Colt's temperature and it is 101.6. Oh dear. I call my pediatrician and they ask if I can be there in 15 minutes. It takes me 15 minutes to get out the door and everyone in the car so no! So they give me 30 minutes. Hmm I don't feel good about how urgent they are making this, but I keep thinking I'm sure it's nothing.
We get there and get to the room. The PA does a basic check on him and says he seems to look good. Phew, its probably nothing. There are no major red flags but they want to check his temp with their thermometer to see if he has a fever. After getting it rectally (poor baby) the nurse comes in to tell me it was 101.8 and they want him to go to the hospital like right now. I was NOT expecting this. I start asking why and get answers of, "fevers aren't normal in a newborn and can mean meningitis, infections, ect... He might get an IV, blood work and a spinal tap."
Hit the brakes!!! A spinal tap?!? On my 6 week old! I realize I cannot handle hearing anymore so I stop asking questions and put on a brave smile. At this point I have all 3 kids screaming at me. Pierce feels awful, Saffryn is antsy and Colt feels awful. I try to keep it together for the kids. I call Dan telling him he needs to get home NOW! I realize with Pierce sick I don't want to ask anyone to watch the kids and spread our germs which means I have to take Colt to the hospital by myself while Dan watches S and P.
I rush home from the pediatrician and try to pack a bag for Colt and me. My mind is racing and I am trying to appear calm and collected for my children's sake. Dan makes it home and I relay all the scary stuff the PA said to me. I let out a few tears then take a deep breath and take baby to the hospital.
On the way there I prayed for his health. I also prayed for my strength. How was I going to handle this by myself? The thought of my baby going through all of this was very hard to handle.
Get to the hospital and the admissions lady tells me my pediatrician has called ahead and wants me to go to the ER so he can be a direct admin. I am so worried. What is wrong with my baby?!?!
After going to the ER they send me straight to the pediatric ward and the doctors and residents and nurses come in. They start taking his vitals. His temp is still 101.8. They take his blood pressure with the smallest cuff ever. It was normal. His breathing sounds good, ears look good and there are no major red flags. The doctor and resident start asking me questions and really put me at ease. They make it seem as though this is not an emergency situation. They are very calm and smiling. They tell me he looks good but they need to do some things to be sure and try to find out why he has a fever.
They tell me when babies come in 28 days or younger they do a spinal tap no matter what. Colt was 45 days old so if he continued to eat well and have plenty of wet diapers they would hold off on the spinal tap and just do blood work. Relief swept over me! I think I can handle them taking blood!
The doctors left and 2 nurses came in. They first gave him a catheter and he over flowed the container!!! I was so proud. Lol. I know that is a weird thing o be proud of but that showed everyone he was well hydrated and made the need for a spinal tap go way down!!! Then they got an IV in and took some blood. Thankfully I have no fear of needles and they were quick. Colt was such a good boy! He was so cooperative and enjoyed the sugar water they gave him! That also helped me be strong!
Picture of Colt after his IV was placed. Poor poor baby.
Then everyone left and said we will wait to see what the blood work says. A few minutes later the head resident came in and gave Colt some Tylenol. Colt then ate and went right to sleep! The first good nap he had in days! I just got to watch daytime tv and hold Colt all afternoon. After a few hour nap his fever had broken! What a great sign! A little while later the head resident came in and said his blood work looked great! No infection!!! Colt probably had the same virus Pierce has. They wanted to keep him overnight to make sure his fever didn't return and to watch his eating/diapers and overall fussiness. Huge relief!
Dan's parents rushed over to our house in the evening so Dan could come visit us! It was so good to see him. After I got a much needed shower he had to go back home. Colt fell asleep and had several 3 hour stretches which after the past few nights felt amazing!
The next morning he was still fever free and so much less fussy so we got sent home!
What a scare! Another reason why being the 3rd is tough...you catch whatever sickness your older sibs have.
When we got home he was so quiet and content which made me realize just how crummy he must have felt. I am so very thankful Colt got better so quickly. It is so sad seeing your children sick or hurting. Thanks for the love when we were there!!! I am always blown away by my friends and family!
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Thursday, October 25, 2012
Monkey
I have one little monkey and one in training...
Here is my monkey
Here is my monkey in training
Soon you will be a monkey, too!
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Here is my monkey
Here is my monkey in training
Soon you will be a monkey, too!
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Spoken Gems
While playing outside
Me: "Saffryn show me how fast you can run! Run to that tree!!!"
S: "umm maybe in a minute. I'm kinda outta shape."
A few minutes later after running to the tree
S: putting her hand on her side pretending to breath heavy, "I'm a bad shape momma. I'm a bad shape."
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Colt was sleeping in his carseat when we got home from running errands so I kept him in it and put it on the living room floor. After a bit he started to stir.
S: "Momma he is waking up!!!"
She runs to him. Puts her face right up next to his and says,
"Merry Christmas Colt!!!"
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After getting everyone dressed for the day
S: "Mom, now we are the dressed family!"
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After begging me to go on a walk all day we went for an afternoon walk. After several tantrums during the walk...
Me: "fun walk" (might have been a tad sarcastic...I know that is terrible but sometimes we have to add a tiny bit of humor into our day to stay sane)
S: in the most whiny voice imaginable, "NO. This was a BAD walk."
Me: laughing, "why?"
S: whiny voice continues "Because I is being difficult."
Me: laughing even more. "Okay now you know the problem so fix it!" Not sure how that comment was going to go over.
S: normal voice, "okay momma".
Finishes our walk without another tantrum. Lol...what?!?!
I was cleaning the kitchen while the kiddos are playing in the living room,
S: yelling to me from living room, "Mom what is this black thing?"
Me: "I don't know!"
S: still yelling, "Mom really what is it?"
Me: "I don't know. Is it plastic?"
S: "Mom you better come see this black thing."
Me: "really? Can I finish cleaning? Can you bring it to me?"
S: "MOM! Come see this black thing."
Me: "okay okay."
Walks into living room to find Crash had an accident on the floor. So glad she didn't bring it to me! Hahaha!!!
Sunday, October 21, 2012
K-State
These are a bit old, but enjoy anyway!
This was before the first home football game back the beginning of September. As you can see Colt was still very little and jaundice!!! I'm sure you also noticed Pierce was completely over taking pictures!
Well we all love K-State and are so proud of how great our football team is doing this year! KSU Wildcats. KSU Wildcats. Kkkkkk Ssssss Uuuuuu Wildcats!
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This was before the first home football game back the beginning of September. As you can see Colt was still very little and jaundice!!! I'm sure you also noticed Pierce was completely over taking pictures!
Well we all love K-State and are so proud of how great our football team is doing this year! KSU Wildcats. KSU Wildcats. Kkkkkk Ssssss Uuuuuu Wildcats!
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Thursday, October 18, 2012
Alone
I have been very fortunate to be surrounded by moms these last 4 years (almost 3 years with Saffryn and 9 months of pregnancy). Some moms have older kids, some have children the same age as mine and some have younger children (meaning their firstborn is the same age as my youngest). This has been one of the biggest blessings in my life. And let me tell you why!
Picture this scene.
You are at the park with your kids. You see this gorgeous mom who is incredibly put together. You get a chance to talk with her and she is super nice. It is obvious she adores being a mom. She just gushes about every positive achievement. When it is time to leave she calls her perfectly dressed kids. They come the first time. They all hold hands and easily get in the car. As they drive away you imagine her coming home to her perfectly clean house. She will spend the afternoon baking while her kids sleep for hours on end. She will have dinner ready for husband. They will all sit down quietly to eat and discuss their day. Her children don't make a mess intentionally, they don't scream or fight. After dinner they all read stories together and the kids willingly go to bed and sleep all night.
You then call your kids to leave. One is covered in mud because they somehow managed to find the one source of water in the whole state. The other one screams and throws themself on the ground because they don't want to leave. Your arms are full of kids and their crap as you try to leave this embarrassing scene as quickly as you can. On the way home the one kid is still screaming from having to leave...or some other reason, it is hard to tell when one tantrum ends and the other begins. The other child falls asleep so you know they won't be taking a nap when they get home. Your house is less than impeccable. There will be no baking and dinner (if you want to call what you have thrown together dinner) will be late. The kids don't eat but manage to make a huge mess, while being so loud you can't get a word out to your sweet hubby. Bedtime is a struggle as usual. Let's cross our fingers for sleeping through the night.
Phew. Then you lay your head down and wonder why it is so hard for you. Am I doing something wrong? You remember that awesome mom from the park and feel worse. If she can do it so easily, then why can't I???
Okay maybe that story was over dramatized (lol...or maybe not). But you get my point. Over the last 4 years I have felt that way. I have been around those awesome moms. And you know what? God has given me the chance to meet them a second time and go deeper. Then the same 2 things come out of her mouth, just like every other mom I get to connect with.
Thing 1: I struggle with something parenting related. It could be (and not limited to) sleeping, eating, potty training, obedience, balance, clean house, connecting with spouse, etc...
Thing 2: why is it so easy for everyone else???
Yup even that put together mom feels like it is easier for everyone else. She even asks frazzled little me for advice! Say what?!?!
And this is the whole point of this post (sorry it took me so long to get here):
YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!
Maybe you will not struggle with the exact same things, maybe you are going through period where things are flowing more smoothly, or maybe you are going through a stretch of chaos. But either way you are not alone.
Let me be the first to say it is hard. Really, it is hard for me. I don't have all the answers. Lots of times my children are the ones throwing the huge and embarrassing fit.
But let's not sweep that under the rug. Let's embrace it and talk about it. Why? Because if we are left feeling alone and discouraged we begin to listen to those little lies. You know those little lies: "you are a bad mom. Your children are exceptionally bad and disobedient. It IS just you. It doesn't get easier." Then we will believe them. Then we begin to become lethargic, discouraged, angry or any combination. We could resent ourselves, our children, our spouse or other moms. Let's not! Let's stop the lies!
Now don't get me wrong, I want us to gush over achievements! I want us to love the little things! I just don't want to be fake about the hard things. I want it to be okay to talk about challenges because at some point during you parenting years you will struggle with something! And how great would it be to have another mom come along side of you and say, "You are NOT alone! You are still a good mom! Your kids are awesome...they are just being kids." If we hide our struggles we won't ever get to experience that.
Okay this is a long (and potentially weird) and random post. I just wanted you to know that you are not alone. It is tough being a momma! I will always be as honest as I can about my experiences. This is intentional! I am so thankful for all the sweet mommas God has put in my life. ALL of you. When you get real with me it encourages me so much! It helps me be a better mom! Truly it does! So thanks!!!
You are NOT alone! It is hard for all of us! But I know you wouldn't trade it for anything because I wouldn't either!!!
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Picture this scene.
You are at the park with your kids. You see this gorgeous mom who is incredibly put together. You get a chance to talk with her and she is super nice. It is obvious she adores being a mom. She just gushes about every positive achievement. When it is time to leave she calls her perfectly dressed kids. They come the first time. They all hold hands and easily get in the car. As they drive away you imagine her coming home to her perfectly clean house. She will spend the afternoon baking while her kids sleep for hours on end. She will have dinner ready for husband. They will all sit down quietly to eat and discuss their day. Her children don't make a mess intentionally, they don't scream or fight. After dinner they all read stories together and the kids willingly go to bed and sleep all night.
You then call your kids to leave. One is covered in mud because they somehow managed to find the one source of water in the whole state. The other one screams and throws themself on the ground because they don't want to leave. Your arms are full of kids and their crap as you try to leave this embarrassing scene as quickly as you can. On the way home the one kid is still screaming from having to leave...or some other reason, it is hard to tell when one tantrum ends and the other begins. The other child falls asleep so you know they won't be taking a nap when they get home. Your house is less than impeccable. There will be no baking and dinner (if you want to call what you have thrown together dinner) will be late. The kids don't eat but manage to make a huge mess, while being so loud you can't get a word out to your sweet hubby. Bedtime is a struggle as usual. Let's cross our fingers for sleeping through the night.
Phew. Then you lay your head down and wonder why it is so hard for you. Am I doing something wrong? You remember that awesome mom from the park and feel worse. If she can do it so easily, then why can't I???
Okay maybe that story was over dramatized (lol...or maybe not). But you get my point. Over the last 4 years I have felt that way. I have been around those awesome moms. And you know what? God has given me the chance to meet them a second time and go deeper. Then the same 2 things come out of her mouth, just like every other mom I get to connect with.
Thing 1: I struggle with something parenting related. It could be (and not limited to) sleeping, eating, potty training, obedience, balance, clean house, connecting with spouse, etc...
Thing 2: why is it so easy for everyone else???
Yup even that put together mom feels like it is easier for everyone else. She even asks frazzled little me for advice! Say what?!?!
And this is the whole point of this post (sorry it took me so long to get here):
YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!
Maybe you will not struggle with the exact same things, maybe you are going through period where things are flowing more smoothly, or maybe you are going through a stretch of chaos. But either way you are not alone.
Let me be the first to say it is hard. Really, it is hard for me. I don't have all the answers. Lots of times my children are the ones throwing the huge and embarrassing fit.
But let's not sweep that under the rug. Let's embrace it and talk about it. Why? Because if we are left feeling alone and discouraged we begin to listen to those little lies. You know those little lies: "you are a bad mom. Your children are exceptionally bad and disobedient. It IS just you. It doesn't get easier." Then we will believe them. Then we begin to become lethargic, discouraged, angry or any combination. We could resent ourselves, our children, our spouse or other moms. Let's not! Let's stop the lies!
Now don't get me wrong, I want us to gush over achievements! I want us to love the little things! I just don't want to be fake about the hard things. I want it to be okay to talk about challenges because at some point during you parenting years you will struggle with something! And how great would it be to have another mom come along side of you and say, "You are NOT alone! You are still a good mom! Your kids are awesome...they are just being kids." If we hide our struggles we won't ever get to experience that.
Okay this is a long (and potentially weird) and random post. I just wanted you to know that you are not alone. It is tough being a momma! I will always be as honest as I can about my experiences. This is intentional! I am so thankful for all the sweet mommas God has put in my life. ALL of you. When you get real with me it encourages me so much! It helps me be a better mom! Truly it does! So thanks!!!
You are NOT alone! It is hard for all of us! But I know you wouldn't trade it for anything because I wouldn't either!!!
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Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Respond Take 2
While on a date with your husband, how exactly do you respond to the waiter VERY enthusiastically congratulating you on your pregnancy (7 weeks AFTER you have given birth)???
Do you run out of the restaurant crying? No, but I sure felt like doing that. Do you gently (or not so gently) correct him? Well I probably should have done that. But I was too embarrassed! I would then have to live with the very awkward realization that he has said out loud that my stomach is less than desirable. Do you order 2 croutons and some water then run 5 miles? Ha! I was hungry...so no. Instead I mumbled a "thanks" with my head down and silently begged him not to ask any more questions and look around for a big hole to crawl into. I then realize I can't order the alcoholic drinks I was planning to. The first ones in almost a year...darn! I mean I could have but I didn't want to answer anymore awful questions. Gah!!!
So the moral of the story is: NEVER ASSUME A WOMAN IS PREGNANT!!!
It is not a real confidence booster if you are in fact NOT pregnant.
The worst part (besides no longer being able to even pretend to impress your husband) was the guy was so nice. He was so sincere and friendly. How can you be angry with someone so nice? Ya...you can't. And somehow that makes me feel worse and even more embarrassed.
So that my friends is what having 3 under 3 looks like. I will be kicking off my new work out routine TODAY!!! Haha
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Do you run out of the restaurant crying? No, but I sure felt like doing that. Do you gently (or not so gently) correct him? Well I probably should have done that. But I was too embarrassed! I would then have to live with the very awkward realization that he has said out loud that my stomach is less than desirable. Do you order 2 croutons and some water then run 5 miles? Ha! I was hungry...so no. Instead I mumbled a "thanks" with my head down and silently begged him not to ask any more questions and look around for a big hole to crawl into. I then realize I can't order the alcoholic drinks I was planning to. The first ones in almost a year...darn! I mean I could have but I didn't want to answer anymore awful questions. Gah!!!
So the moral of the story is: NEVER ASSUME A WOMAN IS PREGNANT!!!
It is not a real confidence booster if you are in fact NOT pregnant.
The worst part (besides no longer being able to even pretend to impress your husband) was the guy was so nice. He was so sincere and friendly. How can you be angry with someone so nice? Ya...you can't. And somehow that makes me feel worse and even more embarrassed.
So that my friends is what having 3 under 3 looks like. I will be kicking off my new work out routine TODAY!!! Haha
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Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Goodbye Water
It is that time of year where we say goodbye to water and hello to rice in the table!
Welcome Fall!
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Adventures With Three
Here is a little sneak peak of what life looks like with 3 littles! Be warned it is a long sneak peek. Sorry!!!
Colt wasn't seeming like himself today. He was a bit fussy and wouldn't let me put him down. He would dose in my arms but as soon as I put him down he would wake up screaming. I had a feeling his tummy was bothering him and kept trying to burp him. No luck.
So while Saffryn and Pierce were eating at the table and after my oh so nutritious lunch of beef jerky and grape tomatoes (the kids got the last of the bread for their sandwiches and the fruit. Moms always come last. Lol) I was up putting things away while holding Colt.
Suddenly he has the hugest burp ever. It sounded like it should have come from a full grown man and not my 5 week old! Awesome! Tummy problem solved! 5 seconds later he has the hugest spit up ever. It gets all over me, the floor and of course himself. There is no getting around this one, he HAS to have a bath.
So I put Colt on a blanket on the living room floor. He is so happy now! Poor fella. Back to the kitchen to clean up the floor. Then to the bathroom to clean me up and get his tub. Saffryn realizes something "exciting" is going on and abandons her lunch. She joins me in the bathroom. "Can I help mom? Can I?" hmm.. I truly don't see any way she can help."You can watch."
Typically I think bathing a small baby is a 2 person job, but considering another set of adult hands were not going to magically appear that leaves me to do it. I try to get organized because I won't have the luxury of asking another adult to get something if I forget. I grab a towel, diaper, clothes, wash cloth, soap and clean blanket.
Pierce is now screaming because he got left at the table by himself. Ok...I better take care of him. Drop items off by a now sleepy and happy Colt. Get Pierce all cleaned up and set him off to play. Go and get the tub filled with warm water while keeping an eye on the kids who have found baby brother on the floor.
Go get baby brother and items. Put the towel on the counter and open it so it will be ready. Saffyn runs and gets her stool so she can help. Pierce runs to get the other stool so he isn't left out. Both stand as close to me as humanly possible! LOL!
Manage to clean Colt up by myself while keeping little helpful hands at bay! Yeah!!! Drain the water and put Colt on the towel. Pick him up and he has he hugest pee ever. What is with this kid and the LARGE quantities of grossness today?!?! Pee is now all over the floor. Two kids are all over the place and I have a cold naked baby. Oh did I forget to mention Crash? He is also right behind me getting into everything. Gah!
Okay first thing I decide I need to cloth this baby before ANYTHING else comes out of his body. His clean towel is no longer clean so I ask Saffryn to run and get me a clean one! Thank goodness she does!
We all head to the living room to get him dressed. Pierce feels the need to point out every body part on Colt. Saffryn is trying to help me towel him off! Finally manage to get him dressed. So glad he was so happy, that made this so much easier!
Realize it is after 12:30 and Pierce needs to go down for a nap. Oops...first I need to clean up the floor. The troops follow me in and we do a clean up of the floor. Colt stays in the living room happy as can be! I need to have a burp like that!!!
I Gather a wondering Pierce and get him to his room. Change his diaper, put on his shirt and turn on his music. Saffryn comes running in, "Mom, Colt had another spit." "Okay. Don't touch it. I will be right there. Just sing to him." She runs off. I pray she doesn't sit on him or something. I get Pierce in his crib.
I go see Colt. I thankfully see no spit up! He is however fussing a bit. Give him his binky and he is out cold! I take a quick picture of him looking so so cute! That is a 3 month outfit by the way...just sayin.
Take him to his swing in my room (he is really funny about the swing. More about that in another post).
Phew...2 down 1 to go!
Long story short Saffryn has been having a hard time adjusting to everything. She has started acting out during nap time to get attention. So after discussing this with my MIL and Dan I decided to spend some of nap time giving her special time. Kind of stinks for me (okay, who am I kidding, it TOTALLY stinks for me. That cuts my quiet time in half and pretty much ensures I will not get a nap. But I remind myself that in 5 years I won't care if I had naps or not, but I will cherish time spent with my daughter and be so glad I took time out to meet her needs).
So now it is special time with Saffryn. We play a new memory game I got just for her. Disney princess memory game...fun! She is really good at it, too! Thirty minutes later we clean up the game and head to her room for her new "special story time" otherwise known as books on tape. I get her all set up with her book and cd going and remind her of the new rules: she can listen to the story as many times as she wants, she can read other books and/or she can play with her animals (no I don't even mention the word sleep anymore.). When bunny wakes up she can come and get me.
Leave room and take a deep breath! Ahhh!!! A tiny break! (until either someone wakes up, or Saffryn leaves her room before bunny wakes up and needs redirection). Well lunch hasn't been cleaned up yet, bath stuff hasn't been cleaned up yet and Crash needs to be let out. But you know what...I decide to blog about my day instead! Dishes can wait, but I don't want a memory to slip away unrecorded!!!
So that is my super long sneak peak of about a two hour period of time at my house. Can we say CRAZY?!?!
Haha! Life is certainly an adventure with 3 young children, but I am glad we get to have these adventures together!
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Colt wasn't seeming like himself today. He was a bit fussy and wouldn't let me put him down. He would dose in my arms but as soon as I put him down he would wake up screaming. I had a feeling his tummy was bothering him and kept trying to burp him. No luck.
So while Saffryn and Pierce were eating at the table and after my oh so nutritious lunch of beef jerky and grape tomatoes (the kids got the last of the bread for their sandwiches and the fruit. Moms always come last. Lol) I was up putting things away while holding Colt.
Suddenly he has the hugest burp ever. It sounded like it should have come from a full grown man and not my 5 week old! Awesome! Tummy problem solved! 5 seconds later he has the hugest spit up ever. It gets all over me, the floor and of course himself. There is no getting around this one, he HAS to have a bath.
So I put Colt on a blanket on the living room floor. He is so happy now! Poor fella. Back to the kitchen to clean up the floor. Then to the bathroom to clean me up and get his tub. Saffryn realizes something "exciting" is going on and abandons her lunch. She joins me in the bathroom. "Can I help mom? Can I?" hmm.. I truly don't see any way she can help."You can watch."
Typically I think bathing a small baby is a 2 person job, but considering another set of adult hands were not going to magically appear that leaves me to do it. I try to get organized because I won't have the luxury of asking another adult to get something if I forget. I grab a towel, diaper, clothes, wash cloth, soap and clean blanket.
Pierce is now screaming because he got left at the table by himself. Ok...I better take care of him. Drop items off by a now sleepy and happy Colt. Get Pierce all cleaned up and set him off to play. Go and get the tub filled with warm water while keeping an eye on the kids who have found baby brother on the floor.
Go get baby brother and items. Put the towel on the counter and open it so it will be ready. Saffyn runs and gets her stool so she can help. Pierce runs to get the other stool so he isn't left out. Both stand as close to me as humanly possible! LOL!
Manage to clean Colt up by myself while keeping little helpful hands at bay! Yeah!!! Drain the water and put Colt on the towel. Pick him up and he has he hugest pee ever. What is with this kid and the LARGE quantities of grossness today?!?! Pee is now all over the floor. Two kids are all over the place and I have a cold naked baby. Oh did I forget to mention Crash? He is also right behind me getting into everything. Gah!
Okay first thing I decide I need to cloth this baby before ANYTHING else comes out of his body. His clean towel is no longer clean so I ask Saffryn to run and get me a clean one! Thank goodness she does!
We all head to the living room to get him dressed. Pierce feels the need to point out every body part on Colt. Saffryn is trying to help me towel him off! Finally manage to get him dressed. So glad he was so happy, that made this so much easier!
Realize it is after 12:30 and Pierce needs to go down for a nap. Oops...first I need to clean up the floor. The troops follow me in and we do a clean up of the floor. Colt stays in the living room happy as can be! I need to have a burp like that!!!
I Gather a wondering Pierce and get him to his room. Change his diaper, put on his shirt and turn on his music. Saffryn comes running in, "Mom, Colt had another spit." "Okay. Don't touch it. I will be right there. Just sing to him." She runs off. I pray she doesn't sit on him or something. I get Pierce in his crib.
I go see Colt. I thankfully see no spit up! He is however fussing a bit. Give him his binky and he is out cold! I take a quick picture of him looking so so cute! That is a 3 month outfit by the way...just sayin.
Take him to his swing in my room (he is really funny about the swing. More about that in another post).
Phew...2 down 1 to go!
Long story short Saffryn has been having a hard time adjusting to everything. She has started acting out during nap time to get attention. So after discussing this with my MIL and Dan I decided to spend some of nap time giving her special time. Kind of stinks for me (okay, who am I kidding, it TOTALLY stinks for me. That cuts my quiet time in half and pretty much ensures I will not get a nap. But I remind myself that in 5 years I won't care if I had naps or not, but I will cherish time spent with my daughter and be so glad I took time out to meet her needs).
So now it is special time with Saffryn. We play a new memory game I got just for her. Disney princess memory game...fun! She is really good at it, too! Thirty minutes later we clean up the game and head to her room for her new "special story time" otherwise known as books on tape. I get her all set up with her book and cd going and remind her of the new rules: she can listen to the story as many times as she wants, she can read other books and/or she can play with her animals (no I don't even mention the word sleep anymore.). When bunny wakes up she can come and get me.
Leave room and take a deep breath! Ahhh!!! A tiny break! (until either someone wakes up, or Saffryn leaves her room before bunny wakes up and needs redirection). Well lunch hasn't been cleaned up yet, bath stuff hasn't been cleaned up yet and Crash needs to be let out. But you know what...I decide to blog about my day instead! Dishes can wait, but I don't want a memory to slip away unrecorded!!!
So that is my super long sneak peak of about a two hour period of time at my house. Can we say CRAZY?!?!
Haha! Life is certainly an adventure with 3 young children, but I am glad we get to have these adventures together!
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Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Respond
How exactly do you respond to your toddler saying, "Today was a fun day!" when in actually the last several hours have been some of the most unpleasant hours spent together in recent memory?!?!
Hmm...well I guess you suck it up, give her some grace and forgive her, find a picture of the two of you that makes you smile and remember all of the great qualities God has given her.
I guess that is how you respond.
Oh and jump for joy when the hubby comes home!!!
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Hmm...well I guess you suck it up, give her some grace and forgive her, find a picture of the two of you that makes you smile and remember all of the great qualities God has given her.
I guess that is how you respond.
Oh and jump for joy when the hubby comes home!!!
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