Tuesday, December 22, 2009
At first I thought it was the psoas muscle, but after a little research I am fairly certain that I have Symphysis pubis dysfunction, which basically is pain caused by a misaligned or separated pelvis. Not so fun. But I am comforted by the fact that there is a name for what is causing all this pain.
Also, natural birth is recommend for women with this, so I'm right on track with that. Though thinking about being in labor on top of all of this is a bit overwhelming. One of those things where the Lord reminds me that HE is in control, not me.
Anybody else ever dealt with this before? As far as I can tell, there are no real treatments for it, other than being careful about certain movements and not lifting things. At least it will resolve itself after the baby is born, so that is encouraging.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
So, at the most delicious time of year, my doctor has suggested that I give up sweets.
On that note, Sharks said, "Mommy, 'Yikes' would be a pretty name for the baby."
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Still have to get some pics up from Peru...but there are a bunch on Facebook if you want to check them out. It was a wonderful trip; I just get re-tired thinking about all that I did to get there and back again.
For now, we are just trucking along. Sharks has croup, Deeds has a mohawk, Chet has finals, and I have a squirmy baby growing inside.
Tuesday is the day I have been looking forward to all semester - Chet's last final, after which my brother and sis-in-law have offered to watch the boys so we can go out. Sushi and a movie, here we come.
Today's conversation with Sharks -
Me: Buddy, what kind of pet would you want, if you had one?
Sharks: Probably a camel.
Me: What would you do with a camel?
Sharks: I would ride it and you could put a string on it and walk it round and round. Like in my Bible.
(Later I realized that he meant a donkey and he was referring to the Triumphal Entry.)
I am reading A Foxfire Christmas and falling in love with the simplicity of Christmas past. Oh how I wish it was still possible to give oranges, stick candy, and rag dolls for presents. Or receive them.
Ok, I am off to bed. Hopefully Sharks will have a restful, barking-free night.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
"If you are the slightest bit pudgy, you may want to reconsider that trip to Peru. Peruvian police have captured several members of a remote jungle gang that kills people for their fat. The fat is then reportedly sold on the black market for use in cosmetics."
First thought: Seriously?! Second thought: Cosmetics?! So now I have even more cause to regret those 10 lbs I put on last month...but thankfully I have a plan in case the baddies get me. Run. Away. Fast.
Lest you doubt my skills, let me just tell you that I raced my friend Lindsey in the rain the day before Deedo was born. And I won. Not a pretty sight, but still. I beat her in a foot race when I was very, very pregnant. (You will never live that down, Slowpoke.)
In other news, I am actually really excited about my trip. I even packed already, though my flight doesn't leave until 6am on Wednesday. Which means I have to arrive at the airport at 4 am. I have no idea what to expect from the trip other than that I will be with good friends. But most of all, I am excited to celebrate with my friend at her wedding!
Needless to say, I will be away from the blog for a week or so. I'll be sure to take pictures though, so check back next week for more from the Great Peruvian Adventure 2009.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Throwing the extra pumpkin away is simply not an option in our household (remember that my husband will eat things like this rather than throw them away.)
So when my sister-in-law passed on this recipe, I was thrilled. And it tastes a gazillion times better than the coffeemate version.
Pumpkin Spice Latte
1 cup half-and-half
3 tablespoons canned pumpkin
1/2 cup strong brewed hot coffee
3 tablespoons sugar
pumpkin pie spice, cinnamon, and nutmeg to taste
1. Combine half-and-half and canned pumpkin in a saucepan, place over medium heat and stir constantly. Heat until boiling but not burnt.
2. Remove the mixture and pour into a blender. Whip in high speed for 20 seconds.
3. Pour the mixture in a large cup, add coffee, stir in sugar, pumpkin pie spice, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Enjoy!
I use whole milk & just dump the sugar & pumpkin pie spice in the milk before I add my coffee. Last time I made it I actually didn't even blend it and it still tasted great (but in the future I plan on blending - it got progressively more pumpkin-ish as I got closer to the bottom of my mug.)
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
You know how it is: nose runs, sleeve wipes. Kleenex? Not even on the radar.
And multiple shirt changes all day long are not very enjoyable. For either of us.
I started scheming ways to teach Sharks the importance of wiping his nose elsewhere. Like on a tissue or hanky. But that seemed impossible, because there are moments when I don't even realize he's been sleeve-wiping all morning until it is much too late.
Enter my amazing invention #1 - like babylegs, but with the express purpose of protecting sleeves. Wipe away, little buddy, your sleeves will stay snot-free all day long! Mommy can simply change out your Sleeve Savers.
Then I realized that Sleeve Savers are not the answer because they do not address the real problem. The real problem being the nose-on-sleeve wiping.
Enter amazing invention #2 - same idea, except that the Sleeve Saver would be made of the scratchy side of velcro. Put it this way. The sleeve would lose its status as #1 BEST and EASIEST (not to mention GROSSEST) place to Wipe Nose. I bet it would only take one wipe for the little dudes to come running for a kleenex.
Chet said it is certain to become a big seller, right up there with baby wigs.
P.S. I just googled "Sleeve Saver" because it was such a good idea I figured someone had already beat me to it, and this is what I found. WOW. I have no words.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
"Ooh, there's white and yellow [cheese]. How awesome is that!"
"Pops, praying is fun. Actually, it's heee-lar-ious."
"Let's name the new baby God. Or Avi [what he calls my dad]. Or Bob."
Monday, November 2, 2009
Until I stepped on the scale yesterday and realized that I had indeed done it again. Ten pounds in 3 weeks. Believe me when I say that I am not averse to pregnancy weigh gain. Not in the slightest. There is something I love about getting bigger and bigger, odd though it might be. My sister and I even came up with some wonderful phrases to describe each trimester of pregnancy - pleasantly plump, large and in charge, and finally rotund and no fun. I just think this time, healthy weight gain would be better. So far, I have been all about the sweets.
So to ease my conscience (and to make use of our year-long Y membership) I went to work out yesterday. Nothing ambitious, mind you. Just 2 miles in 30 minutes on the eliptical. (Let's be honest, even Sharks could do that.) But it was great.
In fact, I enjoyed it so much, I took the kids back to the Y in the afternoon to go swimming. They loved it. I wasn't sure how it would go, seeing as the last time we went swimming, Chet was with me. But loading them up with flotation devices worked. For the first time ever, Sharks tried to swim without his arms flung around my neck.
By the end of our swimming time, he didn't want me to touch him at all. Victory!
Friday, October 30, 2009
I don't know if there are other moms that also struggle with this. My attempts at routine and scheduling are not intense, yet somehow I cannot manage to stick to a plan. Most of my friends describe how their husbands have to tell them to rest and to take a break from cleaning and tidying up. I am pretty sure that has never (and will never) happen around here. I am especially conscious of this lack of consistency as I raise my children, as I alluded to here. If there are others out there like me (hello? do you exist?) I would love to hear how you combat this.
I actually stuck with the schedule on top for about three weeks. Then I got sick, overwhelmed, and the thought of digging out of the hole I created for myself (example: laundry) was more than I could handle, so I gave up.
Because he loves me, my hubs knows when I need a little encouragement to get back on track with my schedule. Check out the note he left me this morning - it made me smile. He even gave me something to look forward to. Sweep, mop, then a cup of tea. (No, the incentive of a clean kitchen floor is not enough to get me going. I've been trucking along just fine with the floor exactly as it is, thankyouverymuch.)
But because I love my husband and because his note was so endearing, I followed his instructions and now I am enjoying my clean floors. And my tea.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
(Sorry I chopped off my head.)
To be honest, I used to be totally freaked out by them and didn't understand why parents would choose to give those creepy looking headed blankets to their babies. But, then I had my own children and realized that I liked the idea of a washable blankie-buddy type thing.
Anyhoo, we picked out one of these Angel Dear blankies for each of them, and then a friend of Chet's gave each of the boys these super cute and floppy Silly Buddies, so they sleep with those as well. And since I have an intense desire to be completely equitable with my children (probably because my siblings and I tease my mom relentlessly about having a favorite child - hey, Nate!), I really wanted to be sure this new baby has both types of lovie.
Here are our picks for Hutch #3.
So, can you guess what we found out today?
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Here. Now you can laugh too.
We had a good laugh over that one.
In case you are wondering, we do not practice NFP. We have hoped to, and would still like to, we've just never made it very far. (Note to self: NFP + Adult ADD= baby.) Every single time I begin taking my temperature I have found out that I'm already pregnant. (19 days of high temperature...pregnancy.) Apparently the key to effectively using NFP is to take your temperature before you get pregnant.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Why oh why, do you insist on talking in an awful Southern accent every time you are around a Southerner for even a minute? Please stop with the "Yeehaaaws." Yes, it made your show at the Texas State fair a misery to watch.
Yes, I kept watching, but only because most of it involved fried food. And I finally found a fried food I do not think I would try: fried butter. I am fairly certain the real name for that is "heart attack." A freshly fried Corny Dog, however...
(Sidenote: the guy who makes fried butter is apparently a frying genius and only has to work 3 weeks out of every year, during the fair. The rest of the year he spends dreaming of other things to fry. A professional fryer, if you will. Not to be confused with a professional friar. Anyway, if you see me with a deep fryer, don't bother me, I'll be working.)
I am curious about what you have tried that is fried. The extent of my weird fried things experience would have to be a deep fried pizza from the chippy (fish & chip shop) in Edinburgh. (It was goooood, in case you are wondering.) They did make deep fried Mars bars, but I never tried that. Ah, the regret.
Friday, October 23, 2009
It was totally worth it - I loved laughing and being together. Thankfully, I don't have any pictures of the dancing experience, fun though it was. But here are a few of us at dinner and dessert.
Since I like to keep it simple, this Butternut Squash Soup has become a fast favorite around here. Easy to make, not too much chopping, and delicious. And there are only 5 ingredients, so it's not going to break the budget either. What more could you want on a crisp, fall day?
So here it is. Enjoy!
Butternut Squash Soup
(from The Joy of Cooking)
Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
Place cut side down on an oiled baking sheet:
1 medium to large butternut squash, halved and seeded. Bake until squash can be pierced with a fork (about 1 hour).
(I actually just throw my squash in the oven like a potato and roast it. My knives aren't very sharp and it is much simpler to cut and seed the squash once it is soft.)
Let cool, then scoop the pulp from the squash skin and discard the skin. (And the seeds too, if you use the whole-roasted option.)
Melt in a soup pot over medium heat:
3 TBS butter
Add and cook, stirring until tender (5-10 minutes):
2 large leeks (white part only), chopped
4 tsp minced peeled fresh ginger
Stir in the squash along with:
4 cups chicken stock
Bring to a simmer and cook for 20 minutes. Puree until smooth.
Return to the pot and stir:
2 cups chicken stock
1 1/2 tsp salt
Heat through, and serve with cilantro and toasted squash seeds.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Check out the video clip if you have a minute...it's pretty interesting.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Sharks loved feeding the animals, completely without fear. He even reached into the cage to pet the camels. Last year he panicked. He also really enjoyed the tractor ride; last year, he screamed the whole time. It is nice to see the growth a year brings, even in something so simple.
My memories from last year were of a relaxing time, picking apples slowly and wandering around the pumpkin patch with Sharks. At that point, Deedo wasn't even 3 months old, so I carried him in the Ergo the whole time. Oh, how things have changed. Not so relaxing this time around. Very fun, but oh so different with two little ones to chase after and carry, though I'll be honest, Chet did most of the chasing.
We have a picture of Chet and I from last year, so I made sure to take another one this year. Turns out, Chet was wearing the exact same shirt both times. (Just to show our support for Niedlov's, even from afar.)
See? Same shirt! (This year above, last year below.)
And finally, the family picture. Once again, check out the difference a year makes.
Last night I went in to check on the boys before I headed to bed as per usual. First I checked Deedo, then Sharks. Except that when I went to check on Sharks, I saw this:
Saturday, October 17, 2009
What?! Ok, son, how did you do that? Can you show mommy what you did?
"No, Mommy, can't show you, because it hurt my tooth." (He was totally incredulous that I asked that, as though I was asking him to hurt himself again.)
Then why do you have a bump on your forehead? (Still trying to figure that one out.) The only thing I can think of is that maybe he used the drawers as stairs to climb up the dresser, but how he managed to fall and hit his tooth (no evidence of any injury around his mouth) and get a goose egg on his head at the same time I have no idea.
Clearly he has been getting out of bed again when he is supposed to be sleeping. Did I mention that I ended up moving his bookshelf out of his room? I couldn't figure out the best way to discipline him for removing all of his books (yes, it happened again. and again.) and seeing as I am pregnant and tired, I opted for the momentary satisfaction of knowing those books will not be all over the floor after every nap. I guess he needed something new to do - hence the dresser climbing.
Second thing Sharks said after nap time: "Mommy, have a question for you. What is an ultrasound?"
Oh, boy. That little dude remembers every word he hears. I explained that it was how the doctor can check on the baby and take a picture to make sure the baby is healthy. He said, "Oh, I don't think so."
So I asked him what he thinks.
"I don't think anything, Mommy."
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Come back inside when we get cold. Watch the rain some more. (Actually, the cold just got to me - Sharks would have kept right on standing out there if I let him.)
We wait for the mail. Our mail carrier is a sweet lady named Ouida (pronounced weed-a) who always remembers the boys' names and stops to chat every day. One day she told me I better get myself some echinacea to help prevent illness. Which is true. Just not something I was expecting her to say.
And the winner is: Amanda! I will head to the post office tomorrow to mail your tasty chocolate bar to you.
Thanks for participating, everyone!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
It's a website where you can type in the names of the children you already have and it gives you suggested names based on the names you entered.
And the names it suggested for us? Wow. I think the site must not have known what to do with our kids' names.
Golden, Hooper, Dovie, Crispus, Acacia, Frost, Alexander, River...and on it goes.
But when you add them together, it's pure magic. Let me introduce you to Golden Crispus. No one would ever make fun of that kid. Sheesh. Sounds like the love child of McDonald's and Hardees french fries.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Second most commonly heard phrase: "Mommy, Deedo has another booger!"
Bring on the Kleenex.
So, since we are feeling miserable (again), I am going to live vicariously through you. Every time we get sick this fall/winter, you have a chance to win one of my favorites. Favorite what? you ask. Just wait and see. And don't go wishing sickness on us.
This time, I am wondering what do you do to keep your family healthy during flu season.
Add your comment for a chance to win my favorite chocolate bar (you can choose from Vigor, Tranquility, or Sexy.) If you have no healthy tips for me, well, go ahead and enter anyway. Don't be shy, this is chocolate we are taking about.
Winner of this AMAZING giveaway (Pioneer Woman's got nothing on me) will be announced sometime Thursday.
Monday, October 5, 2009
To be honest, the whole Shabby Apple website is pretty and worth looking at for the photography alone. I assume it is just an online store and it kind of reminds me of a more structured and personalized Anthropologie.
Every single piece of clothing makes me drool - each one is a piece of art. Like this for little girls and this for the ladies. But then, wonder of wonders, they also have maternity. Check out this gorgeous dress. Not exactly in my price range, but a girl can dream.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I am having the hardest time finding a blue maternity dress (anything from royal to navy) to wear for my friend's wedding.
This is the look she is going for, so I have a lot of freedom. But still, I am struggling to find something I like.
(photo from the knot.com)
I have looked EVERYWHERE I can possibly look online and have come up with diddly squat, unless I am willing to spend $200. I think you can guess what I think of that.
Friday, October 2, 2009
14 loads of unfolded laundry.
Here I go...wish me luck!
On the other hand 'luck' will mean that 'luckily' a friend came over to help with the clothes. Of course God could use the means of a friend for speedy folding.
(Yes, that is a double bed covered in clean clothes.)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sharks loves to sing and I am happy to encourage it, especially in the car since we have no radio or anything. And I finally caught him singing when he couldn't run away and got him on video.
Before we head back for more fun in the fort.