Monday, January 31, 2011
Then I grocery shopped because we needed a few things for the dinner. And the boys refused to go into the babysitting even though I had driven past three other grocery stores just to get to the one that has babysitting.
Then I cleaned some more. And Sammy spent way too much time in his swing. So much, in fact, that he slept in it. And he got himself into this crazy position:
That kid is sound asleep with his face buried in the side of the swing, his little fist tightly holding the liner. I mean, hasn't he ever heard of SIDS? But he likes to sleep that way! I always find him cuddled up against the side of his crib. He loves to nap on the couch with his face buried in the couch. It's crazy.
Then I made roast and potatoes for dinner and had a grand time with our new friend and the missionaries. It made me thankful that in my adulthood, I can make new friends so much easier than in my awkward youth.
Then I finished off this project.
My Mom got these silk pieces (samples really) from one of her tenants who sells fabrics. I chose these ones for a pillow to go on our bed.
I never knew how easy sewing pillows is! I mean, it's just a square - I can handle that! The key (for me) is to stuff the pillow with loose stuffing instead of buying a pillow form. That way I don't have to worry about needing to make it any certain size. Whatever size it turns out, is fine!
And that's my day.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
How's that for a whole lotta build-up with the most boring ending ever?
But we'll take that boring ending and be thankful for it. Because now we're all snug and cozy in our own warm house and beds. Which is exactly where we want to be.
PS - There's no school tomorrow either. Send help! And chocolate!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
I think the frogs are the perfect compliment for Naomi's Princess room. You know, the princess and the frog? But I didn't want cheesy crown-wearing frogs. Just groovy frogs! Manly frogs.
Cute, huh? My Mom also made the great quilt that is hanging over the side of the bed.
And here's my finished scripture, which you may remember I started way back when I was flat on my back.
My sister-in-law, Kelly in Cali, hand knit this rockin' frog for Sammy. Isn't it just the best frog you've ever seen? He has such character!
And since I was on a role with putting finishing touches on things, I also added the picture of Sammy to our wall in the family room. Here's the before shot:
And here's the new addition:
The picture of Sammy was taken by my sister-in-law, Jessica, while we were in Mexico over Christmas. Isn't it adorable? Oh, wait...I think I've already bragged about that shot on the blog... oh well - it's brag-worthy.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
And then Asher continued for me, "And Asher worry about Asher. And Daddy worry about Daddy. And Sammy worry about Sammy. And you worry about every single little thing."
Yep. Ain't that the truth.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Richard is leaving again tomorrow, but just for a quick trip. He'll be back Friday. But he's got a long trip planned for the end of February. And this time my fabulous sister-in-law Kelly, from Cali, is coming! I can't wait to get to know her better, hang out with her, learn from her, and hopefully gain some coolness just by association.
These visits from far-flung family and friends are fun. But truthfully, I'd rather have my husband with me than anyone else on Earth.
Did you know that Isaiah has a whole other family and house and life? He lives at Pumpkinville with his mom and dad and brothers and sisters and goats and doggies and monsters (and whatever else he can think of at that moment). Wonderful things happen at Pumpkinville. Isaiah gets to play outside during naptime, he rides on the horses, he plays games like tag, etc.
Here are a couple of stories that feature Isaiah's fantastical life at Pumpkinville:
"Last night while I was sleeping, monsters came into my room and put my mommy in time out. And they jumped on the bed and made scary noises. Then they put my mommy in the garbage can."
"I have five doggies at Pumpkinville. Their names are Weehoo, Teewho, and Seenaw." (yes, I know that's not five names - but apparently he doesn't!)
"I ate my mommy." (When asked why I was still here, he replied, "No, my other mommy at Punpkinville!")
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
So, as you know, Sammy wasn't sleeping through the night. And worse than that, his nights were getting worse and worse. He was going 6 or 7 hours at night for a while, but then it started going down to only 4 or 5 and before I knew it he was awake more often at night than he was during the day! So something had to be done. I was so sleep deprived that I didn't even remember how I have solved this problem in the past. Let the kid cry! I am a believer in Dr. Ferb*r's theory that children need to learn how to soothe themselves at night. All it takes is a couple of miserable nights where the baby cries a ton. For further info on Dr Ferb*r's theory, have a look here.
Anyway, I geared up for starting this. I knew I wasn't going to sleep at all for about 3 days, but that after that I'd be OK. I put Sammy's port-a-crib in the basement so that all his screaming wouldn't keep the other kids awake. I went to sleep in my own bed upstairs, but planned on staying on the couch downstairs once Sammy woke up the first time.
Night One: Sammy woke up after just 3 hours. But I didn't hear him soon enough and by the time I got to him he was turning blue and practically hyperventilating. So I caved in and fed him to calm him down. Dr. Ferb*r would not be proud. Failure.
That day I worked on Ferb*rizing him at naptime, too - putting him in his crib awake and making him put himself to sleep.
Night Two: Sammy slept all night.
Night Three: Sammy slept all night.
What?!?!? How did this happen? It's too good to be true! I never stayed up all night with a screaming baby! He just started sleeping. Seriously... what? I did move him to the crib instead of the bassinet - maybe he likes that better. And I did stop putting socks on his hands so that he could suck on his fingers - maybe that helps him soothe himself. Or maybe the poor kid just really wanted to sleep through the night, he just needed a tiny push to know how. I don't know. It's weird.
But WHO CARES! The kid is sleeping through the night! I'll take it!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
The kitchen is a total disaster. I haven't done any dishes all day. I should be making dinner. But I'm not. I'm sitting here with no energy at all. Thinking, "Is it bedtime yet?"
But it's not like I've sat around being lazy all day. The kids were all home from school today for a snow day. They played and I did laundry, took down Christmas decorations, finished a sewing project, put away 0-3 month baby clothes, and snuck in a nap at naptime. So, if I've been working all day long, why I am still sorely behind at 5:15pm?
Will I ever catch up? IS there such a thing as "caught up" when you're a mother and homemaker?
...I guess this blogging isn't really helping me catch up...
This game kept them busy for more than an hour. Asher and Isaiah were upstairs in bedrooms and Naomi ran around fetching whatever they wanted for them from pretend cookies to real toys. It was adorable.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
I was determined before, and now I'm even more so!
Friday, January 14, 2011
So I did.
For two hours.
I have never just truly crashed like that before. It was crazy. I could. not. wake. up. I've been working on getting Sammy to sleep through the night and what that means is that I spent about three hours last night half asleep on the couch, getting up every 10 minutes to give Sammy his pacifier instead of just feeding him to shut him up. Hopefully this plan will work - because clearly it's a little taxing on me.
More later. Still groggy.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Also, my brother Mark told me that if I wanted him to comment on my blog all I had to do was post something worth arguing over. So I'm just putting this out there for the world to discuss: which of my brothers is your favorite? Mark for his awesome style, friendly conversations and loving attitude? Joe for his sense of adventure, commitment to living right, and secret sensitive side? Or Josh for his sweet smile, tough exterior with a gooey melty inside, and desire to know it all?
Brothers, defend yourselves. Others, pipe right on in.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Hows that for a boring blow by blow of my day? Sometimes this is the problem with NaBloPoMo. Lower quality posts.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
12:00am - Asher wakes me up complaining that his leg is hurting. He is sent back to bed with grumpy slurred words.
2:00am - Sammy wakes up wanting to be fed. 30 minutes later I'm back in bed.
4:00am - Richard's alarm goes off forever because he's too sleepy. I finally whack him and tell him to turn it off, using grumpier slurred words. Richard gets back into bed and snores loudly.
4:10am - Naomi comes in and wakes me up to ask what that beeping was. Grumpy slurred words.
5:00am - Sammy wakes up again wanting to be fed. 30 minutes later I'm back in bed.
5:31am - I consider kicking Richard out of bed because he's snoring so loudly, but don't because I'm so exhausted that I'm already asleep.
6:00am - Sammy wakes up crying. I politely ask Richard to take care of Sammy.
6:45am - Naomi wakes me up to help her get ready for school. I stumble down the stairs. Richard sees that I am exhausted and sends me back to bed for another hour.
9:00am - The boys are about to leave for school and I am about to go back to bed.
It's a poster for tracking Personal Progress for my Young Women at church. Richard made the chart part for me with his fabulous computer skills. Then we had it printed. Then, of course, I had to fancy it up a bit with flowers. The girls loved it when I showed them last night. They were so excited to put the little stickers in the little boxes showing how much they have done.
Monday, January 3, 2011
But it's ain't happenin'. Not today anyway. Instead of hitting the gym, I am hitting the couch. Or my bed. Or the nearest chair. We've got a virus running around our house and apparently I'm it's next victim. Sammy started it (and even ended up in the ER one day because high fevers are so scary in newborns), Isaiah took a hit, Richard went down, Naomi missed her first day back to school today, and now I guess it's my turn. It's nothing too nasty, mostly just a fever and incredible aches and exhaustion - but that's enough.
So my big plans will have to wait. But hopefully not for too long!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Today was just a regular Sunday. At the change to the new year, so did the time that we attend church. Now we go at 1pm. (A really terrible time to go to church, in my opinion.) Today I spent a lot of time thinking about my grandma, Helen. She passed away yesterday. She was 87 and had lived a wonderful, adventurous, filled life. I am not at all sad for her that she died - only that we won't get to see her anymore for a while. I know that she is so happy to be reunited with her husband after being separated from him for 7 years.
Richard has always had a very special relationship with Grandma. They had a lot in common, including an appreciation for the same humor and music. I realized, as I thought about their special bond, that Richard helped me love and appreciate Grandma more. Because I fell in love with Richard and his wacky sense of humor, when I discovered their shared interests, I understood Grandma more. And understanding someone is a sure way to love them more.
I got to spend plenty of time with Grandma in past years since she has been living with my parents. I'm so glad I was around her. She once told me that she and Grandpa never raised their voices at each other once in their more-than-50-years of marriage. I'm still not entirely sure I believe that they never raised their voices, but it still gave me pause. She and Grandpa did always seem happy and in love. And I most certainly do always want to be happy and in love with my husband.
Grandma made quilts for each of her Great-Grandchildren. She never got to meet Samuel, but she did make a beautiful quilt for him. Below are some pictures of him on the quilt she made. In the middle of the photo shoot, Sammy blapped all over the blanket and himself. Asher ran to get me a burp rag, and sure enough, it was made by Grandma too! So the burp rag made it into the photo shoot in honor of her.