Wednesday, May 30, 2012
I can't believe it's been almost a year....
I'm an awful blogger. It's been almost a year since I've blogged. I'm going to make myself start blogging more. I love looking back at the blog and reading all the little things the kids have said and done. I'm also going to try to go back through and blog for the past year. It's 12:30 am right now, so I'm just going to give quick updates on the kids but will go into more detail later.
Brenna is 5! She just finished up preschool and will go to kindergarten in the fall. She's still her sweet and kind self. She loves to learn and is always asking questions. She started dance last fall and is VERY good. She is still the most amazing big sister, and she would do anything for him.
Collier is now 3! And he is wild and crazy, but has sweet little moments. We call him our sour patch kid. He is a mama's boy. He still loves toy story. He wants to do everything that sissy does. He can be very ornery to her, but can also be protective of her. He can be very paticular about how things are done. And he let's you know if you did it the wrong way! He's just a fun little boy.
More tomorrow!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
What we've been up too!
It's been 2 MONTHS since I've posted! Where has the time gone!
My plan is to post some pictures later, but I'm waiting of the camera to charge. So this will just be a quick run down of what we've been up too!
Brenna
Miss B is done with preschool for the year. In the past we've kept her in the whole summer as well, but we just thought she could use a nice little break. Plus, this will give Wyatt a little more sleep, since the kids have been sleeping later than their typical 7am. She's doing great as far as education and learning. She has become a really good little reader. We got her the Bob books for Valentines and she can read 4 of them. She could probably read more, but I flaked and kept forgetting to have her read them. She's been reading every night though, and tonight she'll start book 5. She went to the dentist, and had no new cavities so that was GREAT! She did have 2 in August, but no more since. She has become obsessed with Rapunzel. And she is quite the little singer.....she can sing the songs in the movie pretty good! She continues to love all things Barbie. She loves doing their hair, and changing their clothes 2000 times a day.
Bubby
Oh....what has Bubby been up too?! Well...TALKING! I have never seen a 2 year old talk as much as him! He says pretty much everything. He continues to love Toy Story and Yo Gabba Gabba. His Woody doll is with out a doubt his FAVORITE toy. He loves popsicles...lol. He loves playing outside, and ask to go for a walk everyday. Wyatt said that every morning when he wakes up, he ask for Mama! Awww!! He is OBSESSED with his hat. We bought him a new Cub's hat, and it is the cutest thing ever. He has started to become a little brute when it comes to his sister. He has a temper and he likes to take it out on her.
Wyatt
Wyatt works a lot. He's working about 60 hours a week. It's not really unusual, but during the 1st quarter of the year, his work is typically slow, so he wasn't working nearly as much. Right around April, he started working the long weeks, and will most likely keep the schedule up until December. Just this past Saturday, he turned 31! Eeeek! LOL! Then on Sunday he accidentally put himself through our glass door. Luckily, he's okay!
Miranda
I haven't really been doing much different. I'm still working part-time at RK Dixon. I've really got into couponing. I've saved us quite a bit of money, and I really enjoy doing it! :-) Other then that, I've just been trying to manage this crazy life of mine.
Hopefully, I'll post some pics soon!
My plan is to post some pictures later, but I'm waiting of the camera to charge. So this will just be a quick run down of what we've been up too!
Brenna
Miss B is done with preschool for the year. In the past we've kept her in the whole summer as well, but we just thought she could use a nice little break. Plus, this will give Wyatt a little more sleep, since the kids have been sleeping later than their typical 7am. She's doing great as far as education and learning. She has become a really good little reader. We got her the Bob books for Valentines and she can read 4 of them. She could probably read more, but I flaked and kept forgetting to have her read them. She's been reading every night though, and tonight she'll start book 5. She went to the dentist, and had no new cavities so that was GREAT! She did have 2 in August, but no more since. She has become obsessed with Rapunzel. And she is quite the little singer.....she can sing the songs in the movie pretty good! She continues to love all things Barbie. She loves doing their hair, and changing their clothes 2000 times a day.
Bubby
Oh....what has Bubby been up too?! Well...TALKING! I have never seen a 2 year old talk as much as him! He says pretty much everything. He continues to love Toy Story and Yo Gabba Gabba. His Woody doll is with out a doubt his FAVORITE toy. He loves popsicles...lol. He loves playing outside, and ask to go for a walk everyday. Wyatt said that every morning when he wakes up, he ask for Mama! Awww!! He is OBSESSED with his hat. We bought him a new Cub's hat, and it is the cutest thing ever. He has started to become a little brute when it comes to his sister. He has a temper and he likes to take it out on her.
Wyatt
Wyatt works a lot. He's working about 60 hours a week. It's not really unusual, but during the 1st quarter of the year, his work is typically slow, so he wasn't working nearly as much. Right around April, he started working the long weeks, and will most likely keep the schedule up until December. Just this past Saturday, he turned 31! Eeeek! LOL! Then on Sunday he accidentally put himself through our glass door. Luckily, he's okay!
Miranda
I haven't really been doing much different. I'm still working part-time at RK Dixon. I've really got into couponing. I've saved us quite a bit of money, and I really enjoy doing it! :-) Other then that, I've just been trying to manage this crazy life of mine.
Hopefully, I'll post some pics soon!
Friday, April 1, 2011
Collier is 2........well....almost!
Collier will be 2 in 2 short days! It's so bittersweet for me. I never understand stood why parents got a little upset when they're children turned another year older, but now I get it. I'm not upset, just a little sad. A little sad that the baby stage is over in our house. Just in the last 2 days he's kind of potty trained himself. It started on Wednesday when he insisted on peeing standing up. Now he won't stop peeing in the toilet...haha. I think he definitely likes the "shooting" effect his pee has in the toilet...lol. :-) We also got him a new bed for his birthday, so I just feel kind of like all of a sudden no more baby. :-( But I'm definitely more excited about his birthday though. And to say I'm very proud of my almost 2 year old is an understatement! He is so incredibly smart and funny!
He is obsessed with Toy Story. He calls it yeehaw...so stinkin cute! He really prefers TS2 but B deleted it off the DVR. I think Grandma is getting it for his b-day though.
He also really likes Barney and Gabba is still a favorite as well.
He can count to 12. :-)
He says pretty much anything. Talking is definitely not an issue for him.
He is very polite. He says please, thank you, and welcome, when needed. This makes Mama very proud. :-)
He sings a lot. He loves singing Gabba songs, and he sings the "I love you" song from Barney...or Arnie as he calls him. Watching him sing he "I love you" song is one of the cutest things ever. He does the kissing and hugging part too! Precious!
He weighs about 27lbs and I would guess he's about 33-34 inches. We'll find out next week when he has his check up.
He LOVES to color and doodle. With out a doubt it's one of his favorite things to do. He's always stealing my pens and note pads and doodling on every page he can.
He is so ornery and he is very stubborn. He also has a temper and has no problem letting you know what's on his mind.
He adore his sister. They are very close. When she's at school he's kind of lost with out her.
There's a quick run down of the little guy. I'll post party pictures next week!
He is obsessed with Toy Story. He calls it yeehaw...so stinkin cute! He really prefers TS2 but B deleted it off the DVR. I think Grandma is getting it for his b-day though.
He also really likes Barney and Gabba is still a favorite as well.
He can count to 12. :-)
He says pretty much anything. Talking is definitely not an issue for him.
He is very polite. He says please, thank you, and welcome, when needed. This makes Mama very proud. :-)
He sings a lot. He loves singing Gabba songs, and he sings the "I love you" song from Barney...or Arnie as he calls him. Watching him sing he "I love you" song is one of the cutest things ever. He does the kissing and hugging part too! Precious!
He weighs about 27lbs and I would guess he's about 33-34 inches. We'll find out next week when he has his check up.
He LOVES to color and doodle. With out a doubt it's one of his favorite things to do. He's always stealing my pens and note pads and doodling on every page he can.
He is so ornery and he is very stubborn. He also has a temper and has no problem letting you know what's on his mind.
He adore his sister. They are very close. When she's at school he's kind of lost with out her.
There's a quick run down of the little guy. I'll post party pictures next week!
Sunday, March 20, 2011
I adore my children.......
........more and more each day. I know most parents adore their children, but I adore mine so incredibly much. Way more than I could ever imagine, and way more then they could ever know. Of course I love them, but I'm saying I adore all those random things about them, that only I, their mother, notice and think is special.
I adore that Collier has blond hair. I NEVER thought I would have a child with blond hair, and I'm sure it will darken, bur right now I love it. I also love that it always sticks up. I've been blessed with children who have crazy hair, and I love it.
I adore that 90% of the day, Collier has his shoes on. He brings them to me, and says, "Mama, shoes, pweeese?" I adore this. His shoes stink because he wears them all the time with out socks, and I love this. Yes, folks I love his stinky shoes.
I love that he calls Toy Story, "Yeehaw".
I love that when he grins, he squints his eyes so much you can't even see his eyes.
I absolutely adore that every time Wyatt calls me at work, Bubby HAS to talk to me. Even though I'm busy, and running out of time, I have to talk to him and hear his mindless chatter.
I love his smell. I know this probably sounds weird, but he has such a distinct smell. When he's cuddling with me, I breathe it in. I hope I can always remember this smell.
Collier calls yogurt, "yote". Make me smile every time.
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I adore the way Brenna says so some things. She calls coins, "twenties". No idea why, but I secretly hope she always says this.
I also love the way she crinkles her nose when she says things. She doesn't do it all the time, but it always makes me smile when she does.
She breaks out in song all the time. Sometimes I know the song, sometimes I don't. But I love it.
She always ask her dad, "How many days do you have laid off?" She obviously means "days off", she must remember him being laid off. It never fails that she ask him this.
I adore her enthusiasm, she can get excited about pretty much anything.
The other day, she was rocking her baby, and she had another baby sitting next to her. I asked her if her baby was okay and she said, "Yes, I'm just rocking him, he's boy, his name is Collier. And this is me (pointing to the other baby) and I'm you." I'm taking care of them, like you take care of me and bubby." What a special moment to me. I can't help but smile. I adore these little moments.
When I pick her up from school, she always runs to me saying, "Mooommmyyyyy!!" Like its been a week since she last saw me. I love that moment.
These are all moments and things that I forget, when I'm burnt out and absolutely exhausted from the many duties of being a mommy. I must remember that these are the things that I live for. The things that make me so very happy. The things I need.
I adore that Collier has blond hair. I NEVER thought I would have a child with blond hair, and I'm sure it will darken, bur right now I love it. I also love that it always sticks up. I've been blessed with children who have crazy hair, and I love it.
I adore that 90% of the day, Collier has his shoes on. He brings them to me, and says, "Mama, shoes, pweeese?" I adore this. His shoes stink because he wears them all the time with out socks, and I love this. Yes, folks I love his stinky shoes.
I love that he calls Toy Story, "Yeehaw".
I love that when he grins, he squints his eyes so much you can't even see his eyes.
I absolutely adore that every time Wyatt calls me at work, Bubby HAS to talk to me. Even though I'm busy, and running out of time, I have to talk to him and hear his mindless chatter.
I love his smell. I know this probably sounds weird, but he has such a distinct smell. When he's cuddling with me, I breathe it in. I hope I can always remember this smell.
Collier calls yogurt, "yote". Make me smile every time.
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I adore the way Brenna says so some things. She calls coins, "twenties". No idea why, but I secretly hope she always says this.
I also love the way she crinkles her nose when she says things. She doesn't do it all the time, but it always makes me smile when she does.
She breaks out in song all the time. Sometimes I know the song, sometimes I don't. But I love it.
She always ask her dad, "How many days do you have laid off?" She obviously means "days off", she must remember him being laid off. It never fails that she ask him this.
I adore her enthusiasm, she can get excited about pretty much anything.
The other day, she was rocking her baby, and she had another baby sitting next to her. I asked her if her baby was okay and she said, "Yes, I'm just rocking him, he's boy, his name is Collier. And this is me (pointing to the other baby) and I'm you." I'm taking care of them, like you take care of me and bubby." What a special moment to me. I can't help but smile. I adore these little moments.
When I pick her up from school, she always runs to me saying, "Mooommmyyyyy!!" Like its been a week since she last saw me. I love that moment.
These are all moments and things that I forget, when I'm burnt out and absolutely exhausted from the many duties of being a mommy. I must remember that these are the things that I live for. The things that make me so very happy. The things I need.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Quotes
I love quotes! I think that it's a great way to put feelings into words that make sense. The other day I was feeling kind of lost in this whole parenting thing, and so I searched for some quotes that kind of stated how I felt. The quotes below aren't neccessary what I was looking for, but I was intrigued by their truthfullness.
We worry about what a child will be tomorrow, yet we forgot that he is someone today.-Stacia Tauscher
This quote just kind of spoke to me. I think that parents are often so worried about creating successful adults, that we forget that they are are just children. We forget that in order for them to become those successful adults we must feed their creative and playful hearts. I often focus to much on what new things my children are learning, that I forget sometimes they just need to wrestle, cuddle, or mindlessly paint with me not asking them, "what color is this?", "how many are there?" Etc. Obviously, I want to create great learning opportunties, but sometimes they just want to play. They just want to be kids and have fun.
The thing that impresses me most about America is the way parents obey their children.-Duke of Windsor
This quote made me think a little.
First of all, I don't like the word "obey". My children are not dogs, and I do not expect them to "obey" me. I expect them to listen, respect, and learn from me. With that being said, I do listen to my children. How can we teach them to listen, if we don't listen to them? How can we expect them to respect people around them, if we don't respect them? My children have taught me so much about life. I am perfectly fine saying, that at times I have obeyed (listened to and respected) my children.
"When I was a child, my mother said to me, 'If you become a soldier, you'll be a general. If you become a monk you'll end up as the pope.' Instead I became a painter and wound up as Picasso."
-- Pablo Picasso
I LOVE this quote!! I think it might be one of my favorites. To me it just means, that whatever our children decide to be, we should encourage them to be the best. And I don't mean the best in a competitive way. We should encourage them to do things 100%.
We worry about what a child will be tomorrow, yet we forgot that he is someone today.-Stacia Tauscher
This quote just kind of spoke to me. I think that parents are often so worried about creating successful adults, that we forget that they are are just children. We forget that in order for them to become those successful adults we must feed their creative and playful hearts. I often focus to much on what new things my children are learning, that I forget sometimes they just need to wrestle, cuddle, or mindlessly paint with me not asking them, "what color is this?", "how many are there?" Etc. Obviously, I want to create great learning opportunties, but sometimes they just want to play. They just want to be kids and have fun.
The thing that impresses me most about America is the way parents obey their children.-Duke of Windsor
This quote made me think a little.
First of all, I don't like the word "obey". My children are not dogs, and I do not expect them to "obey" me. I expect them to listen, respect, and learn from me. With that being said, I do listen to my children. How can we teach them to listen, if we don't listen to them? How can we expect them to respect people around them, if we don't respect them? My children have taught me so much about life. I am perfectly fine saying, that at times I have obeyed (listened to and respected) my children.
"When I was a child, my mother said to me, 'If you become a soldier, you'll be a general. If you become a monk you'll end up as the pope.' Instead I became a painter and wound up as Picasso."
-- Pablo Picasso
I LOVE this quote!! I think it might be one of my favorites. To me it just means, that whatever our children decide to be, we should encourage them to be the best. And I don't mean the best in a competitive way. We should encourage them to do things 100%.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Valentine's Day
I know I still haven't posted Christmas pictures, but I'm gonna go ahead and jump ahead, I will eventually post Christmas pics.....
Since Valentines was on a Monday this year, and Wyatt and I work opposite shifts we decided to celebrate that weekend. And by "we" I mean our family. We're not really into the whole Valentine's Day thing as a couple. I don't think we've ever gone out to celebrate, and now that we have the kiddos, we take advantage of the day and celebrate the love within our family. :-)
So, Saturday I went shopping and got the kid's their presents, I also went and bought a kinect for the xbox, which we all LOVE! :-) So glad we got it. Then we had supper with Mimi and Poppy, and they watched the kids play the kinect. They also gave each kid a book and sucker for Valentine's Day. We also went to Borders that day, and Collier loved it. Brenna was at home sick, so it was just him, and he was absolutely in love with all the books. :-)
Sunday, Brenna had gotten sick through the night, so her and I were downstairs sleeping. She woke up about 6:30 and saw the presents I had wrapped for them. She was so excited and wouldn't leave me alone about them. I told her she had to wait until her brother woke up, so for the next hour she waited, and bugged me about opening the presents, and waited, and bugged me....you get the idea. Finally, Bubby awoke and it was present time. We got Bubby this huge Plex pillow (from Yo Gabba Gabba), and a new YGG book. We got Brenna a set of BOB books, a new fancy nancy book, and some barbie clothes. They each got a sucker and a small box of chocolates. Bubby was more excited about the candy, and Brenna loved her Barbie clothes. :-)
Later, we finished B's school valentines and made some valentine's day cookies. :-) We had a fun weekend! :-)
I didn't take any pictures that day, SHAME ON ME!! Oh well......we were too busy having fun!
Since Valentines was on a Monday this year, and Wyatt and I work opposite shifts we decided to celebrate that weekend. And by "we" I mean our family. We're not really into the whole Valentine's Day thing as a couple. I don't think we've ever gone out to celebrate, and now that we have the kiddos, we take advantage of the day and celebrate the love within our family. :-)
So, Saturday I went shopping and got the kid's their presents, I also went and bought a kinect for the xbox, which we all LOVE! :-) So glad we got it. Then we had supper with Mimi and Poppy, and they watched the kids play the kinect. They also gave each kid a book and sucker for Valentine's Day. We also went to Borders that day, and Collier loved it. Brenna was at home sick, so it was just him, and he was absolutely in love with all the books. :-)
Sunday, Brenna had gotten sick through the night, so her and I were downstairs sleeping. She woke up about 6:30 and saw the presents I had wrapped for them. She was so excited and wouldn't leave me alone about them. I told her she had to wait until her brother woke up, so for the next hour she waited, and bugged me about opening the presents, and waited, and bugged me....you get the idea. Finally, Bubby awoke and it was present time. We got Bubby this huge Plex pillow (from Yo Gabba Gabba), and a new YGG book. We got Brenna a set of BOB books, a new fancy nancy book, and some barbie clothes. They each got a sucker and a small box of chocolates. Bubby was more excited about the candy, and Brenna loved her Barbie clothes. :-)
Later, we finished B's school valentines and made some valentine's day cookies. :-) We had a fun weekend! :-)
I didn't take any pictures that day, SHAME ON ME!! Oh well......we were too busy having fun!
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Who I thought I'd be......
Today has been rough. I've been crabby and grumpy most of the day. Sometimes I just get in these funks, and I just need rescued my the madness I call my life. I decided I would blog and the following blog is what came from my fingertips. I feel a little more refreshed, and excited about my little life, so I guess my blog session worked. :-)
I am a mother, a young mother. I have 2 children, 4 and 1. I live in the same county that I grew up in, and only live 10 minutes away from my parents. I actually live a block from the very high school, that I hated and couldn't wait to escape from. Ironic huh?! I am everything that I thought and at times prayed I wouldn't become.
Let's go back about 10 years (omg...that makes me fill old..yes, I'm only 24).
When I was 14, I was a freshmen in high school. EVERY girl I knew whether I was friends with them or "frenemies" with them, had some type of boyfriend. Usually he was a couple years older and played football (and of course he had to wear the stupid letterman jacket, and if she was "special enough" she got to wear it along with his precious class ring). Of course these girls were convinced at the ripe age of 14, they were in love, and we're going to marry said football player and live happily ever after. I guess even at the age I was very cynical, and knew that they were pretty much nuts. I was pretty much the exact opposite. Even at 14, I knew that would not be me. I would not give into the stereotype.
I was going to be "something". I was going to flee from Mercer county and NEVER look back. I had big plans. I was going to go to college (and not the junior college), I was going to be a powerful business woman, and wear expensive clothes, drive expensive vehicles, and go on expensive trips. I was going to be tied down, and I was going to live my life for me. I was going to be everything that these girls acted like they wouldn't be.
Flash forward a mere 5 years later, and what do you find? A knocked up 19 year attending the junior college, still living in Mercer county.........I guess it was my destiny.
Now flash forward another 5 years, and I'm the mother of two children. I (along with a lot of people) certainly wouldn't have guessed that I would be responsible for two humans. Or better yet, that I would be pretty good at it?
Now I work part-time at a job that pays peanuts and doesn't even require a college degree. I spend most of my time wearing sweat pants and tee shirts, I drive a Nissan (mom car), and well I don't see an expensive island getaway in my near future. Instead of spending the day in a board room for a successful company, I spend the day wiping butts, scrubbing last night's supper off of dishes, scrubbing permanent marker off of my 1 year old son, and picking up 500 pairs of tiny barbie shoes.
I also spend the day listening to my 4 year old "read" her little brother stories. I get to watch my son, watch his big sister in amazement at all the "cool" things she can do. I then get to watch him copy everything she does while saying, "Mama LOOK! Mama watch this!" I get to her, "Mama, I love you", more times then I deserve. I get kisses and hugs, and just thoughts of admiration from two little people who have changed my life so much. I get to be their Mama. I get to be the person that they run crying to, when they get hurt. I get to the person that Brenna runs to when she has wrote the alphabet by herself and is to excited to even tell me. I am the person Collier ask for when he's ready for night-night. I get the unconditional love from the two most amazing people in the world.
I am so thankful that everything that mattered to me 10 years ago, means absolutely nothing to me now. I'm thankful that I met the "bad boy" and fell in love with him. I'm thankful that I skipped out in going away to college for that "bad boy". I am thankful that at 19 I got knocked up. I think that's when my life started actually being right. I'm thankful I'm not the person I wanted to be.
I am a mother, a young mother. I have 2 children, 4 and 1. I live in the same county that I grew up in, and only live 10 minutes away from my parents. I actually live a block from the very high school, that I hated and couldn't wait to escape from. Ironic huh?! I am everything that I thought and at times prayed I wouldn't become.
Let's go back about 10 years (omg...that makes me fill old..yes, I'm only 24).
When I was 14, I was a freshmen in high school. EVERY girl I knew whether I was friends with them or "frenemies" with them, had some type of boyfriend. Usually he was a couple years older and played football (and of course he had to wear the stupid letterman jacket, and if she was "special enough" she got to wear it along with his precious class ring). Of course these girls were convinced at the ripe age of 14, they were in love, and we're going to marry said football player and live happily ever after. I guess even at the age I was very cynical, and knew that they were pretty much nuts. I was pretty much the exact opposite. Even at 14, I knew that would not be me. I would not give into the stereotype.
I was going to be "something". I was going to flee from Mercer county and NEVER look back. I had big plans. I was going to go to college (and not the junior college), I was going to be a powerful business woman, and wear expensive clothes, drive expensive vehicles, and go on expensive trips. I was going to be tied down, and I was going to live my life for me. I was going to be everything that these girls acted like they wouldn't be.
Flash forward a mere 5 years later, and what do you find? A knocked up 19 year attending the junior college, still living in Mercer county.........I guess it was my destiny.
Now flash forward another 5 years, and I'm the mother of two children. I (along with a lot of people) certainly wouldn't have guessed that I would be responsible for two humans. Or better yet, that I would be pretty good at it?
Now I work part-time at a job that pays peanuts and doesn't even require a college degree. I spend most of my time wearing sweat pants and tee shirts, I drive a Nissan (mom car), and well I don't see an expensive island getaway in my near future. Instead of spending the day in a board room for a successful company, I spend the day wiping butts, scrubbing last night's supper off of dishes, scrubbing permanent marker off of my 1 year old son, and picking up 500 pairs of tiny barbie shoes.
I also spend the day listening to my 4 year old "read" her little brother stories. I get to watch my son, watch his big sister in amazement at all the "cool" things she can do. I then get to watch him copy everything she does while saying, "Mama LOOK! Mama watch this!" I get to her, "Mama, I love you", more times then I deserve. I get kisses and hugs, and just thoughts of admiration from two little people who have changed my life so much. I get to be their Mama. I get to be the person that they run crying to, when they get hurt. I get to the person that Brenna runs to when she has wrote the alphabet by herself and is to excited to even tell me. I am the person Collier ask for when he's ready for night-night. I get the unconditional love from the two most amazing people in the world.
I am so thankful that everything that mattered to me 10 years ago, means absolutely nothing to me now. I'm thankful that I met the "bad boy" and fell in love with him. I'm thankful that I skipped out in going away to college for that "bad boy". I am thankful that at 19 I got knocked up. I think that's when my life started actually being right. I'm thankful I'm not the person I wanted to be.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
A New Year!
Happy New Year!! I can't believe 2011 is here! It's always so exciting when a new year comes, it seems like a new start! :-)
Here's a little recap of our 2010!
January:
We lost Grandma Mueller. It was a sad time for our family, but it was a huge learning experience for Brenna. A day doesn't go by that she doesn't talk about Heaven, and the ones we've lost.
February:
Don't really remember too much here, except that we found out that the mass on Mimi's lung (she's a non-smoker) was NOT cancer! :-)
I also started my MBA.
March:
Wyatt ended his LONG 10 months of unemployment and started working at GPC. We both hated the hours, and he hated the job, but we were glad he was working.
We also found out Julie had cancer again. :-(
We also welcomed Carly, our new dog to the family.
April:
Collier turned ONE!! :-) We had a nice little party at our house for him, and he was spoiled with gifts.
We also celebrated Easter at our house. It's always fun when we get all the kiddos together.
May:
I did the HCG diet in April/May and lost close to 30 lbs! :-)
June:
Wyatt started back at Allsteel! This was a HUGE blessing for our family! :-)
Wyatt turned 30! Ahhh......lol! I tease him all the time that he's an old man!
July:
We just spent a lot of time outdoors, enjoying the nice summer weather. I also decided I was ready to go back to work.
August:
I started working at RK Dixon. I really enjoy my job and I see myself working there for a long time. I LOVE that I work part time. Such a blessing to have found this job.
September:
In March, my BFF got engaged. So in September we spent a lot of time doing wedding festivities! It was a lot of fun! :-) Such an honor for my family to be included.
October:
Miss B turned 4!!
Katie and John got married!
We loss Julie....
November:
Celebrated Thanksgiving! Had a lot to be thankful this year.
I quit the MBA program. I'm not usually a quitter but I realized it just didn't suite my life or my family's. I don't see myself working full time for a while, and if I completed it, I would have to work full time to pay the student loans...just didn't make sense. I might go back, I might not. Either way I'm content with my decision. :-)
December:
CHRISTMAS!! This was by far the best Christmas!
That's just a quick run through of 2010, and I still have post from 2010 to get on the blog so look forward to that hopefully today!
I think 2011 is going to be a great year for us. Wyatt and I are both working jobs that we like. The kids are growing and learning everyday, and it's a blast to watch them.
Some goals of mine for 2011 are:
*Be more organized. Some how I've become a hot mess, and it is a huge issue for me. I need to get back to being more organized and planned.
*More Community service.
*Lose more weight. I'm going to start the HCG diet again so I'm sure that will happen.
*Date nights with Wyatt. Now this is a hard one because he works almost every Saturday, so we might have to have date nights at home. Either way I want to spend more time with him and just him. :-)
*Do some work to our house. I have a list of stuff I've been wanting to do since we moved here. We've had either time or money constraints, and it hasn't gotten done. In 2011 it WILL get done. :-)
*Family vacations. We were planning on a Disney trip this year, but we decided it just made more sense to go the next year when Collier was a little older and can enjoy it more. We are however planning a St. Louis trip and an Adventureland trip! I also want to do some zoo, waterpark, museum, fishing, etc. outings this year too. Again this is hard since Wyatt works Saturdays, but I guess we will really busy on Sundays.
*Lots and lots of learning for the kids! I would like to see Brenna reading and learning math. :-) I would also like to see Collier learning the ABC's and numbers. Obviously, having fun while learning is a must, so no pressure on this one.
*A garden. Last year we attempted a container garden, it didn't turn out. I REALLY want to do an actual garden this year. Hopefully, we can get something to grow!
I hope everyone has a new year filled with laughter and happiness! :-)
Here's a little recap of our 2010!
January:
We lost Grandma Mueller. It was a sad time for our family, but it was a huge learning experience for Brenna. A day doesn't go by that she doesn't talk about Heaven, and the ones we've lost.
February:
Don't really remember too much here, except that we found out that the mass on Mimi's lung (she's a non-smoker) was NOT cancer! :-)
I also started my MBA.
March:
Wyatt ended his LONG 10 months of unemployment and started working at GPC. We both hated the hours, and he hated the job, but we were glad he was working.
We also found out Julie had cancer again. :-(
We also welcomed Carly, our new dog to the family.
April:
Collier turned ONE!! :-) We had a nice little party at our house for him, and he was spoiled with gifts.
We also celebrated Easter at our house. It's always fun when we get all the kiddos together.
May:
I did the HCG diet in April/May and lost close to 30 lbs! :-)
June:
Wyatt started back at Allsteel! This was a HUGE blessing for our family! :-)
Wyatt turned 30! Ahhh......lol! I tease him all the time that he's an old man!
July:
We just spent a lot of time outdoors, enjoying the nice summer weather. I also decided I was ready to go back to work.
August:
I started working at RK Dixon. I really enjoy my job and I see myself working there for a long time. I LOVE that I work part time. Such a blessing to have found this job.
September:
In March, my BFF got engaged. So in September we spent a lot of time doing wedding festivities! It was a lot of fun! :-) Such an honor for my family to be included.
October:
Miss B turned 4!!
Katie and John got married!
We loss Julie....
November:
Celebrated Thanksgiving! Had a lot to be thankful this year.
I quit the MBA program. I'm not usually a quitter but I realized it just didn't suite my life or my family's. I don't see myself working full time for a while, and if I completed it, I would have to work full time to pay the student loans...just didn't make sense. I might go back, I might not. Either way I'm content with my decision. :-)
December:
CHRISTMAS!! This was by far the best Christmas!
That's just a quick run through of 2010, and I still have post from 2010 to get on the blog so look forward to that hopefully today!
I think 2011 is going to be a great year for us. Wyatt and I are both working jobs that we like. The kids are growing and learning everyday, and it's a blast to watch them.
Some goals of mine for 2011 are:
*Be more organized. Some how I've become a hot mess, and it is a huge issue for me. I need to get back to being more organized and planned.
*More Community service.
*Lose more weight. I'm going to start the HCG diet again so I'm sure that will happen.
*Date nights with Wyatt. Now this is a hard one because he works almost every Saturday, so we might have to have date nights at home. Either way I want to spend more time with him and just him. :-)
*Do some work to our house. I have a list of stuff I've been wanting to do since we moved here. We've had either time or money constraints, and it hasn't gotten done. In 2011 it WILL get done. :-)
*Family vacations. We were planning on a Disney trip this year, but we decided it just made more sense to go the next year when Collier was a little older and can enjoy it more. We are however planning a St. Louis trip and an Adventureland trip! I also want to do some zoo, waterpark, museum, fishing, etc. outings this year too. Again this is hard since Wyatt works Saturdays, but I guess we will really busy on Sundays.
*Lots and lots of learning for the kids! I would like to see Brenna reading and learning math. :-) I would also like to see Collier learning the ABC's and numbers. Obviously, having fun while learning is a must, so no pressure on this one.
*A garden. Last year we attempted a container garden, it didn't turn out. I REALLY want to do an actual garden this year. Hopefully, we can get something to grow!
I hope everyone has a new year filled with laughter and happiness! :-)
Friday, December 31, 2010
Christmas Crafts
Here are just 2 of the crafts the kids this Christmas. Brenna made a snowman and they painted ornaments. They also made reindeer, wreaths, and colored Christmas pictures, but I didn't take any pictures of those crafts.
Making her cotton ball snowman.
Painting Christmas ornaments.
Silly boy! Notice the paint on his lips.......
Making her cotton ball snowman.
Painting Christmas ornaments.
Silly boy! Notice the paint on his lips.......
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Falling down the stairs........
When we were looking at this house to buy (over 2 years ago) one of my biggest concerns was having a child fall down the stairs. And a couple weekends ago that happened. It was absolutely terrifying. Here's the story.
Lola, 60 lb-clumsy dog, had ran upstairs. Well she's not allowed upstairs because she tears things up. So I ran up after her, and Collier followed me up. I didn't think much of it. He's great on the stairs, goes up and down them all the time. When I got to the second landing, Collier was at the first landing (so 13 stairs). I yelled at Lola, and she came running and turned the corner and before I could do anything she bumped Collier backwards. Him falling down the stairs probably lasted 3 seconds, but to me it felt like a lifetime. It was so slow motion, and there was absolutely nothing I could do. I watched him roll head over heels down the steps several times, and I screamed bloody murder. Brenna was about 6 or so steps up, and I'm very glad he didn't hit her and knock her down as well. I felt awful for Brenna because she was so upset. Once Collier hit the floor I rushed to him. He was screaming. Okay....that's good. That means he's still alive (I know that sounds awful but it was a long and hard fall). I gathered him up immediately and started cuddling him and checking him over. I called Mimi who is a nurse, and after her calming me down and assuring me he was probably fine, I was able to breathe a little. I called Wyatt to come home though, since I thought an ER trip was necessary. He might have been acting okay, but I'm not a nurse/doctor and had no idea if he had any head trauma (most of the fall/tumbles were on his head).
Once we got to the ER we had to wait around an hour or so. This was very unusual because it usually isn't that busy (at least anytime we've been). When we got there we knew the little guy was okay. He was acting like a monster. Messing up the Christmas tree, running and hiding from us, and tormenting his sister and cousin. :-) Once we got back to the room they looked him over real quick and said it looked like he was just fine. The doctor said they could do a CT scan if I really wanted it, but they would have to sedate him. In my opinion and the doctor's it wasn't worth the risk of sedating him. At the point if he had any head trauma it would definitely be showing. So then we went home!!
I can't put into words how blessed we are. This accident could have become very serious. It's scary to think about what could have happened. I'm just glad we have some angels watching over us. :-) They kept my little guy safe. :-)
Lola, 60 lb-clumsy dog, had ran upstairs. Well she's not allowed upstairs because she tears things up. So I ran up after her, and Collier followed me up. I didn't think much of it. He's great on the stairs, goes up and down them all the time. When I got to the second landing, Collier was at the first landing (so 13 stairs). I yelled at Lola, and she came running and turned the corner and before I could do anything she bumped Collier backwards. Him falling down the stairs probably lasted 3 seconds, but to me it felt like a lifetime. It was so slow motion, and there was absolutely nothing I could do. I watched him roll head over heels down the steps several times, and I screamed bloody murder. Brenna was about 6 or so steps up, and I'm very glad he didn't hit her and knock her down as well. I felt awful for Brenna because she was so upset. Once Collier hit the floor I rushed to him. He was screaming. Okay....that's good. That means he's still alive (I know that sounds awful but it was a long and hard fall). I gathered him up immediately and started cuddling him and checking him over. I called Mimi who is a nurse, and after her calming me down and assuring me he was probably fine, I was able to breathe a little. I called Wyatt to come home though, since I thought an ER trip was necessary. He might have been acting okay, but I'm not a nurse/doctor and had no idea if he had any head trauma (most of the fall/tumbles were on his head).
Once we got to the ER we had to wait around an hour or so. This was very unusual because it usually isn't that busy (at least anytime we've been). When we got there we knew the little guy was okay. He was acting like a monster. Messing up the Christmas tree, running and hiding from us, and tormenting his sister and cousin. :-) Once we got back to the room they looked him over real quick and said it looked like he was just fine. The doctor said they could do a CT scan if I really wanted it, but they would have to sedate him. In my opinion and the doctor's it wasn't worth the risk of sedating him. At the point if he had any head trauma it would definitely be showing. So then we went home!!
I can't put into words how blessed we are. This accident could have become very serious. It's scary to think about what could have happened. I'm just glad we have some angels watching over us. :-) They kept my little guy safe. :-)
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Christmas Tree
We put up our Christmas tree tonight. Brenna has been harassing me for probably a month about the tree. So she was extremely excited when I said we were going to do it tonight. Brenna loved putting all of our "SPECIAL" ornaments on the tree. The special ones are the ones they have made or their hallmark ones that we buy each year.
Here are some of the pictures. They're not the best because I'm using Julie's old camera (and it's old...lol). Mine decided to quit working at Halloween. (Luckily, I'm getting a new one for Christmas!) Also, there's only a couple because my computer wouldn't upload must of them.
The kiddos together. Very lucky I even got this picture. Collier kept kicking and hitting Brenna every time she got in a picture.
Him and Chancey are like best buds!
Yea...she has a dress on. No one tells Brenna she can't wear a dress, even in the dead of winter.
Their 2010 hallmark ornaments! Bubby kept carrying his around and didn't want to put it on the tree. Finally he set it down, and I grabbed it, and hung it up.
We've also been trying to do a Christmas activity each day.
Day 1: We wrote a letter to Santa.
Day 2: We decorated the windows with Christmas decorations.
Day 3: We went to Disney on Ice. Technically, its not a Christmas activity, but DOI always comes a couple weeks before Christmas, so for our family it has kind of become a little Christmas/Winter tradition.
Day 4: We made Rudolph pictures with or feet cutouts and hand prints. I'll have to take a picture of them.
Day 5: We made chocolate covered pretzels and put up the Christmas tree.
Activities for the upcoming week involve:
1. Coloring Christmas pictures
2. Watching Christmas movies
3. Making ornaments
4. Make a Christmas tree picture
5. Drive around and look at Christmas lights.
We probably won't do something every single day, unfortunately there isn't always enough time, but I'm definitely trying to incorporate Christmas as much as possible.
Here are some of the pictures. They're not the best because I'm using Julie's old camera (and it's old...lol). Mine decided to quit working at Halloween. (Luckily, I'm getting a new one for Christmas!) Also, there's only a couple because my computer wouldn't upload must of them.
The kiddos together. Very lucky I even got this picture. Collier kept kicking and hitting Brenna every time she got in a picture.
Him and Chancey are like best buds!
Yea...she has a dress on. No one tells Brenna she can't wear a dress, even in the dead of winter.
Their 2010 hallmark ornaments! Bubby kept carrying his around and didn't want to put it on the tree. Finally he set it down, and I grabbed it, and hung it up.
We've also been trying to do a Christmas activity each day.
Day 1: We wrote a letter to Santa.
Day 2: We decorated the windows with Christmas decorations.
Day 3: We went to Disney on Ice. Technically, its not a Christmas activity, but DOI always comes a couple weeks before Christmas, so for our family it has kind of become a little Christmas/Winter tradition.
Day 4: We made Rudolph pictures with or feet cutouts and hand prints. I'll have to take a picture of them.
Day 5: We made chocolate covered pretzels and put up the Christmas tree.
Activities for the upcoming week involve:
1. Coloring Christmas pictures
2. Watching Christmas movies
3. Making ornaments
4. Make a Christmas tree picture
5. Drive around and look at Christmas lights.
We probably won't do something every single day, unfortunately there isn't always enough time, but I'm definitely trying to incorporate Christmas as much as possible.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
A new blog
The point in this blog is to keep a journal for the kids. 40 years from now I don't want to have all these pictures, and struggle memorying what we were doing, where we were, or how old the kids are. I plan on printing this for them when they are older. The problem is that I started this blog shortly after Collier was born. So I don't have the written memories of pregnancy with Brenna, Brenna's first couple of years, my pregnancy with Collier, and Collier's birth. So I have started a new blog where I am slowly going to add all of that info in there. That way I can't print that information and make a complete record of the kids' lives. So here is the blog title for those who might be interested. :-) Obviously, it won't be as detailed since I can't remember as much as I can now...lol. But I plan on posting pictures and milestones. I'll probably take a lot of stuff out of B's baby book too.
http://thebeginningyears.blogspot.com/
http://thebeginningyears.blogspot.com/
Breastfeeding
So...I usually don't post about these types of things. I try to keep this blog about my children and their daily activities, but I felt the need to vent and maybe when my children are older this vent session will help them in some way.
When I first got pregnant with Brenna I was asked if I was going to breastfeed. My immediate reaction was NO!! I was 19 and very uncomfortable with the idea of latching a child on to my breast, and the thought of doing this in public mortified me. There was no way it was going to happen. My own mother, who formula fed, said she thought I should give it a try. My brother was always sick as a child and had severe ADHD and other issues. I think my Mom felt guilt for my brother's issues and her not breastfeeding might have been the cause (her words). So anyways, when my Mom told me too think about it, I partially did, but I was still not comfortable with the idea. I had NEVER seen a child being breastfed. I didn't know any mother who breastfed. I had no education on the subject.
When I was about 5 months pregnant, Wyatt told me that his cousin Kristen BF and that they were talking to him about it and all the benefits. First of all, I was interested because Wyatt was. Second of all, I was interested because another young Mom did it. Not only did she BF, but she was proud of it! Hmmm...Maybe this was a possibility?! Then I saw CNN with Angelina Jolie and she BF. Now I am VERY embarrassed to admit that a celebrity is what encouraged to me BF, but it was part of it. So now I knew BF was an option. I still wasn't convinced.
At my 38 week appointment, I met the woman who would eventually deliver both of my children. I woman that I admire a lot, and that I wish I knew one a more intimate level. Okay, yes she's seen my "who-hoo" and hell she's even cut me open. So I guess I do know her on an intimate level, but I wish I was friends with her. I wish I could just hang out with her and she could give me loads of information on parenting. I admire her. She asked me if I was going to breastfeed. I had already told the nurse probably not, but she asked me as well. Again, I said probably not. I remember her telling me something about ABC's....lol..and about how the baby already knows how to breastfeed and that I really should consider it. She kind of lectured me on the subject and tested my information on the subject. I realized I knew nothing, and that it was something I should do. I don't know what exactly made me change my mind, but at the point I decided to breastfeed.
A little over 2 weeks later Brenna was born via emergency c-section (that's another post). I remember the first time I fed her like it was yesterday. The nurse showed me how. And she latched on and it HURT. Every time I nursed her a nurse would have to be in the room because the latch was so messed up and because I was in so much pain. I remember one morning (probably the first morning we were home) I woke up so engorged I couldn't even latch her on. My Mom went to buy a breast pump so I could pump some milk, so Brenna could latch on. I remember sitting there crying holding my screaming child that I was unable to feed. I didn't know I could hand express the milk to relieve some pressure. The hospital had given us free formula, so I that's what I fed her. She gobbled it up, she was hungry. After that I struggled to breast feed her. She would literally "eat" all the time. She never latched well. I was in pain, my nipples were bleeding. So I started pumping all the time. I remember at my 1 week appt, Dr. Pagadala asked how breastfeeding was going. I told her I was pumping and giving her the milk. She said that won't last, its way to hard, you need to put the baby on the breast. I tried that night to put her on the breast. Again, the pain was unbearable. Dr. Pagadala was right. Pumping wouldn't last, I wouldn't trust my body, and the milk in the bottle after a pumping session would become less and less. The amount of formula Brenna was getting would become more and more. It was depressing, I had failed. She was only months old and I had already failed her.
Brenna thrived on formula, never had spit up issues, constipation, anything unusual. She's always been extremely smart, well above her age group. She continues to be very healthy and smart. I don't think formula harmed her at all. Although, I still have guilt. But as a parent I have guilt about a lot of things.
On to Collier. I knew he would breastfeed. I knew it would be successful. No bottles or formula was to be brought into our home. I didn't even have a pump the first 5 months. Why? Because that's where I went wrong with Brenna. Without a pump or formula, I had no choice to breastfeed Collier ALL the time. I breastfed him in public. It empowered me, I felt brave! We had a perfect breastfeeding relationship. His latch was perfect, I was never sore. Never. He was a pro. I had some issues with family. I remember my father in law telling me that your not suppose to put your tits in a baby's mouth. Yea...it bothered me. But we just kept nursing, ignoring rude comments...uneducated comments. When I started school back up Collier would start having a formula bottle her and there. I was fine with that. Since I had not pumped for the first 5 months, I had no back up milk, so that was the trade I had to make. Also, his sister was primarily Bf, and she is great. Slightly before a year he weaned. We didn't do self weaning, but I didn't cut him off cold turkey either. It was more of an "encouraged wean". However, when he started normal milk, he started have a slight "allergic reaction". The doctor advised us to put him on soy or lactose milk. At the same time we found out Brenna was lactose intolerant (she had some issues for a while that I finally put the pieces together). I'm sure if I would have BF him a little longer he would have probably had a better introduction to milk.
So there you have it my history with breastfeeding. I wouldn't say I'm a lactavist or anything like that. I would say that I'm a proud mother who made educated decisions about the health of my children. I have friends who have formula fed and who have breast fed, I don't think better of one group as opposed to the other one. What I do feel is anger and sadness that in today's society WOMEN...MOTHERS...are still making rude and hurtful comments about those who breastfeed. Now...I will say that I know some people who make rude and know it all comments about those who formula feed as well. But I guess those don't usually bother me as much. Like I previously said Brenna was primarily formula fed, and she's pretty much as close to perfect as you can get. And I'm not just saying that because she's my daughter. Socially and academically she is ahead of where she needs to be. Also, health wise she's just fine. So...formula did just fine for her. For some reason I guess I do get a little defensive when I see people make comments about breast feeding, and I think the reason is, is that I feel like their attacking my judgment and parenting skills. I feel like they're saying I'm harming my child. When in reality, I'm doing what is natural.
On FB I saw where a little mini debate that had started about breastfeeding. And some women were saying so many hurtful things. Why have women let society do this? Why have women let them feel like if they use their body for the natural intended things they are some kind of sicko and bad mother. Why? But some women (usually the same women who claim bf is inappropriate) are perfectly fine with teenage girls wearing inappropriate clothing, or have no problem with how the society has objectified women. Do we really need a celebrity list of who has the best lips, breasts, or legs?! What about if that time and energy was spent on actually educating young women about breastfeeding and child birth. What if we has women actually took pride in what our bodies can do. Women shouldn't feel ashamed at what we can do, and we certainly shouldn't hide the fact out in public. When I was trying to breast feed Brenna, I refused to feed her out in public. I would go and hide in a bathroom or car to breast feed her. Or I gave her pumped milk. The "best" part was when I left my screaming newborn with my mother in HyVee so I could run and hide and pump in the bathroom. Yes....I did that. I let society to that to me. Now with Collier that was NOT going to happen. I breastfed him in public and each time I became more and more confident in my skills. And luckily, I never got a rude comment or stare. Half the time I don't think people were even aware of what I was doing. The important thing is that I took a stand against our society. I put the people's feelings around me aside, and did what worked for my and my son. I'm hoping that more women will do that.
Oh....and one of my "favorite" comments I hear from women about breastfeeding is, "I don't know if I could do that. I'm just to uncomfortable, my breast are sexual." Really? I can assure you that anytime I fed my kids, the LAST thing I was thinking about was sex. I'm pretty sure that I along with other women, I was thinking about my child. I was thinking about how amazing my child was, I was soaking up the cuddling moments.
Oh..and another little story. When Collier was circumcised he wouldn't eat. A nurse actually brought in a bottle of formula for me give him. Really!? Because if he won't latch onto the breast, that means he's going to latch on to a piece of latex/silicone!?! Does that make sense? Luckily, I had done my research, and I knew it was completely normal for him to not eat after that. ( Would you want to eat after that?) I told my Mom where the nurse could hear me, that she better not even bring that formula over to my baby. And if she did I would throw it at her (give me a break I was in pain). The nurse was smart and left the room....lol. It's just ridiculous to me that she would do that. Actually it's idiotic, and sad since she was a member of the health care profession. Luckily, I had an amazing (and young) nurse who came in, and with her help and encouragement Collier started nursing a couple hours later. :-)
Well...that's my story. I hope I didn't offend any of my mom friends who have formula fed. Like I said I have no issues with it. I am a formula feeding mommy too. What I have issues with is ignorant people who make rude comments about a subject that they really have no business even talking about. And I have issues with the way society has OVER sexualized the female body, and because of that women are afraid, ashamed, and uncomfortable with breastfeeding. I hope in the future women will no longer allow that to happen.
When I first got pregnant with Brenna I was asked if I was going to breastfeed. My immediate reaction was NO!! I was 19 and very uncomfortable with the idea of latching a child on to my breast, and the thought of doing this in public mortified me. There was no way it was going to happen. My own mother, who formula fed, said she thought I should give it a try. My brother was always sick as a child and had severe ADHD and other issues. I think my Mom felt guilt for my brother's issues and her not breastfeeding might have been the cause (her words). So anyways, when my Mom told me too think about it, I partially did, but I was still not comfortable with the idea. I had NEVER seen a child being breastfed. I didn't know any mother who breastfed. I had no education on the subject.
When I was about 5 months pregnant, Wyatt told me that his cousin Kristen BF and that they were talking to him about it and all the benefits. First of all, I was interested because Wyatt was. Second of all, I was interested because another young Mom did it. Not only did she BF, but she was proud of it! Hmmm...Maybe this was a possibility?! Then I saw CNN with Angelina Jolie and she BF. Now I am VERY embarrassed to admit that a celebrity is what encouraged to me BF, but it was part of it. So now I knew BF was an option. I still wasn't convinced.
At my 38 week appointment, I met the woman who would eventually deliver both of my children. I woman that I admire a lot, and that I wish I knew one a more intimate level. Okay, yes she's seen my "who-hoo" and hell she's even cut me open. So I guess I do know her on an intimate level, but I wish I was friends with her. I wish I could just hang out with her and she could give me loads of information on parenting. I admire her. She asked me if I was going to breastfeed. I had already told the nurse probably not, but she asked me as well. Again, I said probably not. I remember her telling me something about ABC's....lol..and about how the baby already knows how to breastfeed and that I really should consider it. She kind of lectured me on the subject and tested my information on the subject. I realized I knew nothing, and that it was something I should do. I don't know what exactly made me change my mind, but at the point I decided to breastfeed.
A little over 2 weeks later Brenna was born via emergency c-section (that's another post). I remember the first time I fed her like it was yesterday. The nurse showed me how. And she latched on and it HURT. Every time I nursed her a nurse would have to be in the room because the latch was so messed up and because I was in so much pain. I remember one morning (probably the first morning we were home) I woke up so engorged I couldn't even latch her on. My Mom went to buy a breast pump so I could pump some milk, so Brenna could latch on. I remember sitting there crying holding my screaming child that I was unable to feed. I didn't know I could hand express the milk to relieve some pressure. The hospital had given us free formula, so I that's what I fed her. She gobbled it up, she was hungry. After that I struggled to breast feed her. She would literally "eat" all the time. She never latched well. I was in pain, my nipples were bleeding. So I started pumping all the time. I remember at my 1 week appt, Dr. Pagadala asked how breastfeeding was going. I told her I was pumping and giving her the milk. She said that won't last, its way to hard, you need to put the baby on the breast. I tried that night to put her on the breast. Again, the pain was unbearable. Dr. Pagadala was right. Pumping wouldn't last, I wouldn't trust my body, and the milk in the bottle after a pumping session would become less and less. The amount of formula Brenna was getting would become more and more. It was depressing, I had failed. She was only months old and I had already failed her.
Brenna thrived on formula, never had spit up issues, constipation, anything unusual. She's always been extremely smart, well above her age group. She continues to be very healthy and smart. I don't think formula harmed her at all. Although, I still have guilt. But as a parent I have guilt about a lot of things.
On to Collier. I knew he would breastfeed. I knew it would be successful. No bottles or formula was to be brought into our home. I didn't even have a pump the first 5 months. Why? Because that's where I went wrong with Brenna. Without a pump or formula, I had no choice to breastfeed Collier ALL the time. I breastfed him in public. It empowered me, I felt brave! We had a perfect breastfeeding relationship. His latch was perfect, I was never sore. Never. He was a pro. I had some issues with family. I remember my father in law telling me that your not suppose to put your tits in a baby's mouth. Yea...it bothered me. But we just kept nursing, ignoring rude comments...uneducated comments. When I started school back up Collier would start having a formula bottle her and there. I was fine with that. Since I had not pumped for the first 5 months, I had no back up milk, so that was the trade I had to make. Also, his sister was primarily Bf, and she is great. Slightly before a year he weaned. We didn't do self weaning, but I didn't cut him off cold turkey either. It was more of an "encouraged wean". However, when he started normal milk, he started have a slight "allergic reaction". The doctor advised us to put him on soy or lactose milk. At the same time we found out Brenna was lactose intolerant (she had some issues for a while that I finally put the pieces together). I'm sure if I would have BF him a little longer he would have probably had a better introduction to milk.
So there you have it my history with breastfeeding. I wouldn't say I'm a lactavist or anything like that. I would say that I'm a proud mother who made educated decisions about the health of my children. I have friends who have formula fed and who have breast fed, I don't think better of one group as opposed to the other one. What I do feel is anger and sadness that in today's society WOMEN...MOTHERS...are still making rude and hurtful comments about those who breastfeed. Now...I will say that I know some people who make rude and know it all comments about those who formula feed as well. But I guess those don't usually bother me as much. Like I previously said Brenna was primarily formula fed, and she's pretty much as close to perfect as you can get. And I'm not just saying that because she's my daughter. Socially and academically she is ahead of where she needs to be. Also, health wise she's just fine. So...formula did just fine for her. For some reason I guess I do get a little defensive when I see people make comments about breast feeding, and I think the reason is, is that I feel like their attacking my judgment and parenting skills. I feel like they're saying I'm harming my child. When in reality, I'm doing what is natural.
On FB I saw where a little mini debate that had started about breastfeeding. And some women were saying so many hurtful things. Why have women let society do this? Why have women let them feel like if they use their body for the natural intended things they are some kind of sicko and bad mother. Why? But some women (usually the same women who claim bf is inappropriate) are perfectly fine with teenage girls wearing inappropriate clothing, or have no problem with how the society has objectified women. Do we really need a celebrity list of who has the best lips, breasts, or legs?! What about if that time and energy was spent on actually educating young women about breastfeeding and child birth. What if we has women actually took pride in what our bodies can do. Women shouldn't feel ashamed at what we can do, and we certainly shouldn't hide the fact out in public. When I was trying to breast feed Brenna, I refused to feed her out in public. I would go and hide in a bathroom or car to breast feed her. Or I gave her pumped milk. The "best" part was when I left my screaming newborn with my mother in HyVee so I could run and hide and pump in the bathroom. Yes....I did that. I let society to that to me. Now with Collier that was NOT going to happen. I breastfed him in public and each time I became more and more confident in my skills. And luckily, I never got a rude comment or stare. Half the time I don't think people were even aware of what I was doing. The important thing is that I took a stand against our society. I put the people's feelings around me aside, and did what worked for my and my son. I'm hoping that more women will do that.
Oh....and one of my "favorite" comments I hear from women about breastfeeding is, "I don't know if I could do that. I'm just to uncomfortable, my breast are sexual." Really? I can assure you that anytime I fed my kids, the LAST thing I was thinking about was sex. I'm pretty sure that I along with other women, I was thinking about my child. I was thinking about how amazing my child was, I was soaking up the cuddling moments.
Oh..and another little story. When Collier was circumcised he wouldn't eat. A nurse actually brought in a bottle of formula for me give him. Really!? Because if he won't latch onto the breast, that means he's going to latch on to a piece of latex/silicone!?! Does that make sense? Luckily, I had done my research, and I knew it was completely normal for him to not eat after that. ( Would you want to eat after that?) I told my Mom where the nurse could hear me, that she better not even bring that formula over to my baby. And if she did I would throw it at her (give me a break I was in pain). The nurse was smart and left the room....lol. It's just ridiculous to me that she would do that. Actually it's idiotic, and sad since she was a member of the health care profession. Luckily, I had an amazing (and young) nurse who came in, and with her help and encouragement Collier started nursing a couple hours later. :-)
Well...that's my story. I hope I didn't offend any of my mom friends who have formula fed. Like I said I have no issues with it. I am a formula feeding mommy too. What I have issues with is ignorant people who make rude comments about a subject that they really have no business even talking about. And I have issues with the way society has OVER sexualized the female body, and because of that women are afraid, ashamed, and uncomfortable with breastfeeding. I hope in the future women will no longer allow that to happen.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
A letter to Santa
Dear Santa,
I've been a good girl. I've been nice and thankful. I've been nice for teachers, and nice to my brother. I've been nice to my Mommy and Daddy. I watered my plants and ate all my food at school. I also make good pictures for my Mommy. For Christmas I want toys. I want a really big barbie house, and some new barbies. I want a barbie that lights up. I also want a new Ariel, Tinkerbell dress, and new crown.
My brother wants a new dump truck, and he can just play with my toys that I get.
Love,
Brenna Fisher
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Halloween!
The Fisher version of Princess and the frog! :)
We had a fun Halloween this year. Since Halloween fell on a Sunday, we were able to go to Mimi and Poppy's house on that Saturday, and then we went trick or treating around Joy on Sunday. We also visited Uncle Rod's and Great Grandma Fisher's house.
We had a fun Halloween this year. Since Halloween fell on a Sunday, we were able to go to Mimi and Poppy's house on that Saturday, and then we went trick or treating around Joy on Sunday. We also visited Uncle Rod's and Great Grandma Fisher's house.
Brenna is 4!
This year we had B's party at the park. It was a beautiful day, and we really enjoyed the day with family and friends. (Although it was bittersweet because a very important person was not there, although she was there in spirit). I think the park is definitely the way to go! The kids had a blast, and I had very little clean up. :-)
After her party she came home to a nice suprise from Aunt Tatie.
Our little Minnie Mouse!
Blowing out candles!
Iron Man 2!! Her fave!
The little brother!
The girls!
The birthday girl with her cake. The cake didn't turn out as expected, but B was impressed.
*If I remember correctly she weighs 33 lbs and is 37 inches tall. She's a little thing!
*She wears a 3-4t in shirts, 4t pants, and a size 8 for shoes.
*She is in love with super heroes. She loves watching Iron Man, Spiderman, Jackie (a Jackie Chan cartoon), and Avatar.
*She still loves everything Princess, and she has recently really got into Barbies.
*She is a rock star when it comes to the alphabet and writing. She is still working on numbers and understanding the whole number concept. She absolutely LOVES to learn. She is always asking to do her "homework".
*She loves music. Taylor is still her fave, but she will listen to pretty much anything if she can dance to it. She still calls Taylor her girl, and she says that Lady Gaga is my girl...haha.
*She loves having her picture taking, and she immediately strikes a pose when you get the camera out.
*Her favorite food is Macaroni and Cheese and popcorn...lol.
*She is absolutely fool of personality. She is sassy one minute, being the class clown the next, and then she is a little cuddling sweetheart too.
Brenna,
You are an absolute joy, and I don't think I could be more proud to be your Mother. The things you say make me laugh and smile, and I love your sassy and silly attitude. You are beyond smart, and I'm so proud that you have such a drive for learning. You are a great big sister, and you take pride in your role. I hope you continue to have such a big heart and kind spirit. You are a true blessing, and I love you very much.
Hugs and Kisses,
Mommy
After her party she came home to a nice suprise from Aunt Tatie.
Our little Minnie Mouse!
Blowing out candles!
Iron Man 2!! Her fave!
The little brother!
The girls!
The birthday girl with her cake. The cake didn't turn out as expected, but B was impressed.
*If I remember correctly she weighs 33 lbs and is 37 inches tall. She's a little thing!
*She wears a 3-4t in shirts, 4t pants, and a size 8 for shoes.
*She is in love with super heroes. She loves watching Iron Man, Spiderman, Jackie (a Jackie Chan cartoon), and Avatar.
*She still loves everything Princess, and she has recently really got into Barbies.
*She is a rock star when it comes to the alphabet and writing. She is still working on numbers and understanding the whole number concept. She absolutely LOVES to learn. She is always asking to do her "homework".
*She loves music. Taylor is still her fave, but she will listen to pretty much anything if she can dance to it. She still calls Taylor her girl, and she says that Lady Gaga is my girl...haha.
*She loves having her picture taking, and she immediately strikes a pose when you get the camera out.
*Her favorite food is Macaroni and Cheese and popcorn...lol.
*She is absolutely fool of personality. She is sassy one minute, being the class clown the next, and then she is a little cuddling sweetheart too.
Brenna,
You are an absolute joy, and I don't think I could be more proud to be your Mother. The things you say make me laugh and smile, and I love your sassy and silly attitude. You are beyond smart, and I'm so proud that you have such a drive for learning. You are a great big sister, and you take pride in your role. I hope you continue to have such a big heart and kind spirit. You are a true blessing, and I love you very much.
Hugs and Kisses,
Mommy
Talking
Just a quick little post about the kids. I had some things that I wanted documented. :-) (Side note--not sure what's going on with the different fonts...I can't get it to all match.)
These days I hear a lot of talking from these kids! Obviously, Brenna talking isn't anything new, but the complexity of her conversations is growing and she understands way more than most kids her age (I think so anyway). She has a crazy memory, and I'm just amazed at the things she says.
Collier is a little talking fool! I'm also amazed by this because Brenna didn't really start talking until she was 2. And she literally woke up one day and started having full conversations. I also have 2 nephews that didn't speak this much. Obviously, the fact that he has little kids around him has helped. Collier can say pretty much anything. He is literally picking up a new word everyday. He is also starting to say sentences. Some new words are Mimi, Papa, Ray-Ray (his cousin), meanie, mine, juice, lay down (today he said "lay down Mama"). Those are just the new words of that I can remember of the top of my head. Before I know he's going to be talking as much as Sissy.
"Mom, you know I'm not gonna be 4 for ever." I said, "yes, I know this." Then she said, "Pretty soon I'm gonna be 5, then 6, then 7, then 8, then I'm gonna be big and be a Mommy." I said, "I know someday your going to grow all up." Then she said, "But I'll be your baby girl for always!"
The following is just some little things, I have posted on FB that B has said. I wanted them here in the blog, so I just did a quick copy and paste.
"Mom, you know I'm not gonna be 4 for ever." I said, "yes, I know this." Then she said, "Pretty soon I'm gonna be 5, then 6, then 7, then 8, then I'm gonna be big and be a Mommy." I said, "I know someday your going to grow all up." Then she said, "But I'll be your baby girl for always!"
Conversation I had with B. Me: Brenna go pick up your toys! B: But whose going to help me? Me: I'm not helping you, but I can guarantee I will help you throw them away if you don't go pick them up. B: I'm not helping throw my toys away. Me: I'll throw them away by myself. B: You don't throw them away, you just put them... on the front porch. See Mom **walking to the window** I can see them out there.
A Brenna Random: "Hey Mom, don't forget to get the deers some food." Me: Ummm...okay. B: "You know the Christmas deers?" Hahah! Someone's excited for Christmas!
She told him that she doesn't like the Bears, she loves the packers. haha! First the Vikings now the Packers, she sure does know how to break her Dad's heart. ;-) She told her Dad in a very serious tone, "Dad, I don't like bears. They have big teeth and they wil...l bite me!" Haha. Such a silly girl!
Brenna just said, "Wyatt, I really like the purple team. I want them to win, because purple is my favorite color!" I love purple and pink!" She was talking about the Vikings..lol. Wyatt's a hardcore Bear's fan....lol. (Oh..and yes she thinks she needs to call her Dad, Wyatt..drives me nuts!)
Miss B is sad. She said she wants a big sister and she doesn't think it's fair that Bubby gets a big sister and she doesn't....hahah. I told her I couldn't help her out with that one. I asked her if she wanted a baby sister and she said, "NO MOM! I told you no more babies!" hahah!
Brenna was just showing Collier pictures of him when he was a baby. She said, "That's you Bubbers. I was so proud of you, and you're my baby brother forever!" I could cry! Such a sweet little girl and proud big sister.
I was just looking at pictures of my children, thinking how precious they are. Then.....I hear a very sassy girl say, "MOM! Get in here and wipe my booty!"
Just argued with Brenna about "Super Why's" real name being Wyatt. I said it wasn't, she was just hearing things. I looked it up online, she's right. She said, "see mom, I'm right, you're wrong." Guess I should leave the cartoon trivia to her.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Julie.....
I don't know if this post even makes sense. I've been writing a little bit here and there for the last month. I just feel it's important write this up, so my children can read about Julie when they are older.
On October 10, 2010 my dear friend and sister-in-law lost her battle with Stage 4b cervical cancer. She had been sick most of the spring and summer. In September, she was told the cancer had reached her lungs, and she was put on hospice care. She left us a couple weeks later.
This has been extremely hard on our family. Brenna absolutely adored her Aunt Julie, and we know she held a special place in her heart. Collier wasn't as close to her, but that's because he's younger and didn't spend as much time with her. He definitely knew who she was though.
My first memories of Julie are actually as "Alex's mom". Alex, her son, is the same age as me, and I remember seeing her at school functions. Later, I actually met her as "Wyatt's Sister-in-law", little did I know that she would become a very important person in my life. Julie and I didn't become close until I became pregnant with Brenna. She was so excited that the family would have a little baby around. She started buying things for us, inviting us over for supper or camping, and generally just taking an interest in our lives. When Brenna was born, they instantly bonded. Julie would cover over on her lunch break to watch Brenna so I could get a shower, do a little housework, or homework. She generally just wanted to help. That was one of her best qualities, she always took such an initiative to help others. When Brenna was 3 months old I went back to school, and found myself needing a babysitter, so I asked Julie. She was so excited to have her weekly "dates" with Brenna.
For 2.5 years, Julie watched Brenna once a week. Sometimes I wouldn't even have class, but she still wanted her. I never worried when she had my kids. I ALWAYS knew she took such good care of them, and that she truly loved them. Through out these years, we became amazing friends. In some ways she was a best friend to me. I could tell her anything. Complain to her about anything, or just sit around and laugh. In some ways she was a big sister to me. Guiding me through rough times in my life, and enjoying the good times with me.
When Collier was born, she kept Brenna over night and brought her up that morning. I was extremely picky about who I wanted at the hospital when Collier was born. Brenna's birth was so rough and hectic, so I didn't want a lot of people at the hospital (my attempts at trying to keep things calm). Julie, however, was someone I wanted there. **Side note--she wasn't there. The doctor took forever, and she had to go to work.** When both my kids were born she came and cleaned my house and did all my laundry. For those who don't REALLY know me, have no idea how much I hate laundry. She did ALL of my laundry, it was a LOT....lol. But again, Julie always had to find a way to help out.
When I was in the hospital with my gall bladder issues, she came over to help Wyatt watch the kids. Again...always helping out. At holiday gatherings or parties, Julie was always the first one to show up. She'd come in and say, "What do you need me to do"? She was always the last one to leave too, because she had to help you clean up.
When Julie got sick again, I tried to help out as much as possible. I remember her crying at times, because she was never the one to need help. I always told her not to worry about it, she had done so much for me. I told her it was my pay for her watching the kids. She always kind of laughed at that.
In August I started my new job. I remember I was stressed about who was going to watch the kids. Here she was sick with cancer, and she said, "As soon as I feel better, I'll watch them for you." At that time, we both thought she would get better, but I remember telling her the last thing you need to worry about is my babysitter issues. But she actually felt bad that she couldn't help. It was like it was impossible for her to put herself first. Not many people have that quality, and she unknowinly did. She didn't realize how amazing and selfless she was.
When I started working, I wasn't able to help her out as much. I did and still do feel horribly guilty about that. I went from seeing her 2x a day, too once a week. I know she understood, she kept telling me to worry about me, but it wasn't the time to worry about me. I know she was really proud of me when I did get a job, but I wish I could have gotten the job later. If I would have known, that those would be the last couple of months with her, I wouldn't have taken the job.
The morning she died, I was in absolute shock. Absolutely heartbroken. I knew that since she was on hospice, she was dying. I got that. NEVER did I think it would happen so soon. I'm glad that she's no longer in pain, but I also have my selfish moments and wish she was still here. Family gatherings are really hard. Every time I go to her house, I get teary eyed. I get sad when people say "Rod's house", instead of "Rod and Julie's". Everyday Brenna tells me that she missed Aunt Julie, and I can say is say, so do I. I'm hoping that since Brenna is 4 she will remember her Aunt Julie. All I can do is talk to her about her, look at pictures, tell her stories, etc. I hope she is forever influenced by her Aunt Julie, and I hope she takes pride in knowing such a wonderful person.
Some of my best memories of Julie are:
**When Brenna was a baby we had went grocery shopping and on the way home Brenna was SCREAMING. So I did what I knew to do, break out singing....haha. I started singing "Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird" song, and Brenna stopped crying. If I stopped singing, she instantly started up again. By the time we got home, Julie and I were both singing...lol! Little Miss B kept quiet though!
**The first spring we lived in our house now, I was pregnant. Me and yard work don't really get along well, especially being 8-9 months pregnant. All of a sudden one day, Julie came over and started doing yard work. Apparently, she thought my yard was screaming for someone to help it. Wyatt and I thought she was absolutely crazy. But before to long she had us out there working too.
**One time when I had taken her over for a chemo treatment. The nurse asked her, if I was her daughter. Julie said, "Yea..she mine as well be."
**Some of my greatest memories, are of Julie being with my children. She always was one to get down and play with the kids. She didn't just watch them for you, she played with them, it was fun for her. I don't know how many times I went to pick Brenna up and she had made something. She might have colored, baked, "helped" in the garden, etc. Brenna used to beg to go to Aunt Julie's house, and for obvious reasons.
Julie,
I miss you greatly, but I am thankful for our friendship. I cherish the memories that I have, and I know someday those memories will bring a smile to my face instead of tears. I thank you for being such a great friend to me. And more importantly, thank you for being such an amazing person to my children. We love you very much.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
I'm thankful for.......
Thanksgiving is here again! Each year, it seems like I have more and more to be thankful for. I've really been trying to count my blessings ALL year long, but Since it's Thanksgiving, I think it's a great time to actually write them all out.
1. Healthy Kids. I think in everyday life it's easy to forget how big of a miracle it is that your children are healthy. It's not a given that we will have healthy children, and it's definitely something to thank God for everyday. Not only are my kids healthy, but they are smart and funny. My kids are an absolute blessing! They always make me so proud!
2. Wyatt. Okay..he drives me absolutely batty and I could probably strangle him 80% of the time.....but I love him. :-) I am so blessed to have such an amazing father for my children. To say he's amazing is an understatement. He's a 100% hands on dad! He gets up every morning with the kids (I'm at work) and takes care of them. I NEVER have to worry about them when they are with him. To me that should be a given, but I'm finding out that most dads we know aren't like him. I'm proud to say that he's my baby daddy. ;-)And again, he drives me nuts, but he's good to me. He accepts and loves me even at my worse. I don't even know if I like myself at my worse...lol...so that's saying a lot. ;-)
3. My parents. Okay..again...they drive me crazy. Usually after a couple hours with them, I'm ready to hide somewhere. Plus,their daily calls and treating me like a 12 year old can get old, but I love them. They're great. Once I had kids, I was able to truly understand how much they love me. And I'm pretty sure they love my kids like 10x more, so I'm grateful that we have such supportive people in our lives.
4. Great friends. Need I say more?!? Everyone needs great friends. I have friends that understand my busy and crazy life. They get me. They get my humor and sillyness. They laugh with me and they're also there to listen when I'm a crying hot mess.
5. Wyatt's job. Wyatt was laid off this time last year, so it's great that he is working now. Very, very, grateful that he works a job that he likes and is able to provide for us.
6. My job. I have a job that I like, and I get to work with a great group of people I get to be "Miranda" for 5 hours a day, and then I get to come home and be "Mommy". I absolutely love working part-time, and I'm so grateful that I work for a company that understands I am Mommy first. :-)
7. And of course I'm thankful for a warm house to live in and warm food in our bellies.
1. Healthy Kids. I think in everyday life it's easy to forget how big of a miracle it is that your children are healthy. It's not a given that we will have healthy children, and it's definitely something to thank God for everyday. Not only are my kids healthy, but they are smart and funny. My kids are an absolute blessing! They always make me so proud!
2. Wyatt. Okay..he drives me absolutely batty and I could probably strangle him 80% of the time.....but I love him. :-) I am so blessed to have such an amazing father for my children. To say he's amazing is an understatement. He's a 100% hands on dad! He gets up every morning with the kids (I'm at work) and takes care of them. I NEVER have to worry about them when they are with him. To me that should be a given, but I'm finding out that most dads we know aren't like him. I'm proud to say that he's my baby daddy. ;-)And again, he drives me nuts, but he's good to me. He accepts and loves me even at my worse. I don't even know if I like myself at my worse...lol...so that's saying a lot. ;-)
3. My parents. Okay..again...they drive me crazy. Usually after a couple hours with them, I'm ready to hide somewhere. Plus,their daily calls and treating me like a 12 year old can get old, but I love them. They're great. Once I had kids, I was able to truly understand how much they love me. And I'm pretty sure they love my kids like 10x more, so I'm grateful that we have such supportive people in our lives.
4. Great friends. Need I say more?!? Everyone needs great friends. I have friends that understand my busy and crazy life. They get me. They get my humor and sillyness. They laugh with me and they're also there to listen when I'm a crying hot mess.
5. Wyatt's job. Wyatt was laid off this time last year, so it's great that he is working now. Very, very, grateful that he works a job that he likes and is able to provide for us.
6. My job. I have a job that I like, and I get to work with a great group of people I get to be "Miranda" for 5 hours a day, and then I get to come home and be "Mommy". I absolutely love working part-time, and I'm so grateful that I work for a company that understands I am Mommy first. :-)
7. And of course I'm thankful for a warm house to live in and warm food in our bellies.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Collier is 18 months!!!
Well...he's almost 19 months...like I said before I'm a little delayed on the blogging!! I've also been in denial that my baby is going to be 2 before I know it. :-(
He has learned so much in the last couple months. He TALKS a lot, much more than Brenna did. He's not really putting words together yet, not on a normal basis anyways, but he says a lot of single words. His newest words are brrr, help, Mimi, Grandma, and owwww. He says owww all the time...lol. He constantly yells, MOM! MOM! MOM! LOL! I'm at his beck and call. He also calls Wyatt, Mom. I find this hilarious and weird all at the same time. Dada was it first word, so he knows how to say it but doesn't care too, I suppose? He still continues to be extremely ornery and a little crazy. It's very normal for me to find him standing on the dining room table or end table. He loves to dance and give kisses. He is definitely a cuddler. He loves to yell at the dogs, and give Chancey kisses. He is always sneaking up the stairs. I've noticed if I pretend to not notice he only goes up a couple stairs and comes right back down. If I make a big deal out of it and chase, then he runs up the stairs. He still LOVES Yo Gabba Gabba, but he also likes Barney, Dinosaur train, and Blue's Clues. He LOVES books! Brown Bear, Brown Bear is with out a doubt his favorite book, he constantly brings it to me to read to him. The following are just some random little facts about C-man.
*Still wearing 2T clothes, size 5 diapers, and size 6 shoes.
*Got his molars at 17 months.
*Is obsessed with his blanket and sippy cup, he must have them in his hands when he goes to bed.
*He weighs about 25.6 lbs and I believe he was 32 inches in height.
*He loves to color. :-)
*He still loves to eat! Cottage cheese his probably his favorite food.
*He doesn't really play with a lot of toys. He likes to find random things like the pots and pans, shoes, dvds, etc to play with. He does really like his blocks though.
*He loves to wrestle with his Sister. I'm not over exaggerating when I say they wrestle like they're 5 and 7, not 4 and 1. They are both pretty rough.
*He loves to have his picture taken, and he says "cheese".
*He likes to pretend to talk on the phone.
*And last but not least he loves his sister. They play so well together, and he copies everything she does. :-)
Collier you are such a joy, and we love you very much!
He has learned so much in the last couple months. He TALKS a lot, much more than Brenna did. He's not really putting words together yet, not on a normal basis anyways, but he says a lot of single words. His newest words are brrr, help, Mimi, Grandma, and owwww. He says owww all the time...lol. He constantly yells, MOM! MOM! MOM! LOL! I'm at his beck and call. He also calls Wyatt, Mom. I find this hilarious and weird all at the same time. Dada was it first word, so he knows how to say it but doesn't care too, I suppose? He still continues to be extremely ornery and a little crazy. It's very normal for me to find him standing on the dining room table or end table. He loves to dance and give kisses. He is definitely a cuddler. He loves to yell at the dogs, and give Chancey kisses. He is always sneaking up the stairs. I've noticed if I pretend to not notice he only goes up a couple stairs and comes right back down. If I make a big deal out of it and chase, then he runs up the stairs. He still LOVES Yo Gabba Gabba, but he also likes Barney, Dinosaur train, and Blue's Clues. He LOVES books! Brown Bear, Brown Bear is with out a doubt his favorite book, he constantly brings it to me to read to him. The following are just some random little facts about C-man.
*Still wearing 2T clothes, size 5 diapers, and size 6 shoes.
*Got his molars at 17 months.
*Is obsessed with his blanket and sippy cup, he must have them in his hands when he goes to bed.
*He weighs about 25.6 lbs and I believe he was 32 inches in height.
*He loves to color. :-)
*He still loves to eat! Cottage cheese his probably his favorite food.
*He doesn't really play with a lot of toys. He likes to find random things like the pots and pans, shoes, dvds, etc to play with. He does really like his blocks though.
*He loves to wrestle with his Sister. I'm not over exaggerating when I say they wrestle like they're 5 and 7, not 4 and 1. They are both pretty rough.
*He loves to have his picture taken, and he says "cheese".
*He likes to pretend to talk on the phone.
*And last but not least he loves his sister. They play so well together, and he copies everything she does. :-)
Collier you are such a joy, and we love you very much!
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