Tuesday, November 17, 2009

sweater stocking

After reading this post on one of the dozens of blogs I follow, I really want to make one of these adorable sweater stockings for Malakai.

We originally tried to find a monogrammed felt stocking to match ours, but Target isn't carrying them this year. Ben really wants his to match ours, but after finding this adorable idea I'm really wanting to make him one myself. The things (blankets, clothes, stockings) I always loved the most growing up were the ones that someone had made just for me. I still have two stockings at my parents' place (for looks now, not for gifts), one was crocheted by my great-aunt and the other I was brought home in like a swaddling blanket because I was born just 4 days after Christmas.

My grandma & I

This oversized stocking usually had a big gift in it, but could you imagine if Santa filled this with regular stocking stuffers each year?!

Currently, there are two sleeping babies in the house and my husband is home sick from work (so really that's three babies right?) so I won't be getting a start on it today, but I'll post pictures if I do get around to it!

Monday, November 16, 2009

the face of 4 months



yet again, another month has gone by way faster than I'd like to allow.

choose laughter

oh. my. goodness!

Yesterday was a bit interesting and through it all I made the decision to take it all in stride. I chose laughter and joy over stress and anxiety. Having the power to choose my mood really made what could have been a rotten day into a funny and memorable experience.

It started out with my having to get myself and Kai ready and out the door for church all on my own. Ben had worship band practice and got a ride with a friend earlier that morning. We were going to first service at 9am (we usually stroll in to the second service at a much more reasonable 10:45am) and I don't get much practice at getting us out the door without Ben.

The sweetest boy was passed out and slept all morning while I got myself ready. I had one of those days that I know every woman is familiar with- I didn't feel great in anything I could find. I changed my outfit 3 times and stood in front of the closet trying on others with my imagination. I realized I needed to quit and just pick something so I could get us out the door in time.

Unfortunately I had to wake up Malakai to get him ready, I HATE waking my sleeping baby. I waited til the last possible moment, which was probably not a good idea since he didn't have time to wake up slowly. I got him dressed while he was still half asleep. When he did wake up he ended up kicking the canvas bin on the changing table onto the ground. Diapers, wipes, vitamins and more were strewn across the floor and under his crib.

I just laughed- and left it there. I had zero time to worry about picking it up. I just glanced over to make sure nothing was broken and leaking and went on my way.

I wish I had a video of how much I struggle with carrying his carseat and then getting it in to the car. We put his seat in the middle of the back as I've read that's the safest position in case of a side impact. It's also quite convenient for me to reach back when Ben is driving and calm him when he's mad. It is NOT convenient for getting him in and out of the car. I would post this video for you to sympathize, but mostly for you to laugh with me at how ridiculous my 5'2 frame must look lifting that 50lb thing so awkwardly.

Once we got to church I didn't have a hand free to take a bulletin from the door greeter so I told her to set it on Malakai's lap with a laugh. She grinned and complied. When I walked into the service Ben was coming my way and I immediately handed the carseat off to my much more capable husband. In doing so I noticed that the bulletin had flipped up and was stuck to Kai's face. We both had a good laugh at that one.

Fast Forward to later  in the afternoon. We had completed our errands and were hanging out with my family. MeMa was holding Kai in a standing position when he proceeded with the loooongest poo of all time. It sounded like a pot of water boiling over, for eternity.

Ben was across the house and had heard me cry out "it keeps going!" before I called him in to take care of it (for those of you that don't know, he changes almost all diapers when he's able because he's the best dad on the planet). Well- he ended up needing my help because the poo had gone all the way up to his neck...YES, HIS NECK! We've had blowouts before, but this one was epic.

We couldn't stop laughing...and yelling in panicked voices...and laughing some more.

poo. everywhere.

Ben stripped him down and tried to keep him still as he smiled and coo'd. I'm sure he felt much relief after letting go of all that!

 I was running around trying to figure out where to bathe him. Bath tub is too big, bathroom sink is too small, and the kitchen sink was full of dishes. My dad brought in a blue tub that was too dirty...I tried to scrub it and gave up. My mom emptied all the dishes out of the sink and cleaned it out while I rounded up towels.

Meanwhile- Ben's still holding a wriggling naked baby next to a pile of poopy clothes.

When we finally got the sink ready, Ben carried Malakai in and just as he lifted him up to hand him to me, pee. Little man peed on daddy's shirt and the kitchen floor. Of course, the laughter continued. Although, Ben's laughter was between grunts of irritation at being peed on.

Malakai LOVED taking a bath in the sink. I had the water going while he was in there and he kept trying to grab it. The cutest thing I've ever seen. My parents have one of those faucets with the detachable sprayer, so I started to use it to rinse Kai's back and he grabbed the faucet and tried to get it in his mouth!

We got some great pictures of his bath, but they're still on my mom's camera.

Of course, we always have an extra outfit in the diaper bag. However, later that evening he pooed through that one too. Standing on MeMa's lap in the exact same position as before. She's not allowed to hold him anymore.

So- we had a hilariously weird day and enjoyed our time with family despite the need for a whole bucket of oxiclean once we got back home.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

What a difference a year makes

So I know I already posted last month about it being a year since I got pregnant, but today marks exactly one year from the day we found out that I was pregnant. We had taken a test a week prior and it was negative, we waited and still no "AF" so at 6am on November 15th, 2008 I crawled out of bed to POAS (acronyms for my message board peeps) and snuggled up with Ben while we waited for the results. We went in together to check the test and there was the control dark line that I was all too familiar with and the most beautiful very faint, but unmistakably pink line right next to it. I jumped a little and kept asking Ben, "do you think that's a line, do you see it...do you see it?" to which he responded, "I'm not sure." But I was too sure to let him be unsure and we were both convinced it was positive. We hugged and cried and curled back up in bed but didn't fall back asleep due to the obvious excitement. Meanwhile, with the passing moments that little pink line grew darker and our grins grew bigger.

I just realized that by posting this photo first, for those of you who follow me on blogger it's going to appear next to my post and may look like I'm pregnant again. haha, sorry for the fake out :)


Here are some cheesy grins and a toast. We saved a tiny bottle of champagne for this very occasion (from our anniversary just 4 months prior) and of course I'm toasting with some good ol' OJ



Here we are on the couch just a few hours after finding out.





And here is my first ever belly pictures at a whopping 5 weeks pregnant.



What a WONDERFUL and thrilling day that was. And here's the latest picture of the sweet little bundle who was just a teensie bean on that day.




Not so little anymore!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Halloween to Christmas

Every year it seems that Holiday decorations come out earlier than the previous year. I saw Halloween Candy out in August at Target this year and was really confused. I wasn't even thinking about fall, let alone Halloween!

Before Halloween was even here, Christmas decor started popping up all over stores. yikes!

It doesn't really get me excited that early...it just makes me feel like I should be getting shopping done and then sparks the conversation about where in the WORLD will we be putting our tree this year? (the previous location is taken up by furniture that used to occupy Kai's room back when it was the spare room). We MUST have one for Kai's Christmas. The living room is MAXED OUT...the dining room could be rearranged since we barely eat in there anyway...but then the decor would be mismatched with the colors of my Christmas ornaments. Yep, I'm ridiculous. Apologies for the rant.

Anyway...It's not even Thanksgiving yet and I'm already worrying about Christmas. What on earth am I going to get for my husband? How much should we spend total this year? Where are we gathering and how can we make as few trips as possible now that we have Kai to cart around?

I'm still trying to figure out if it's a good idea for us to go to the annual Thanksgiving gathering. I'm not a paranoid person, but I am protective over the ones I love. With the flu going around I'm just not sure if it's worth risking Malakai's health. Is that silly? There will be upwards of 30 people there and I don't really want to chase my child all over the place insisting that everyone sanitize. We see Kai's pediatrician on Tuesday...so I'll be chatting with her about this then.

This is sort of a rammbly blog...I keep coming back to it after tending to Henry and his high pitched squeals (not happy ones, you should hear his shrill screams, they make me cringe every time). So my train of thought isn't exactly running all that smoothly.

I'm sure I'll have a better entry after the interesting weekend we're about to have. More on that later...
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