Thursday, November 27, 2008

Tryptophan

Happy Thanksgiving! What a wonderful day! We are in Spokane visiting my husband's family and having a wonderful time. My girls have been spoiled from all the attention from their Nana & Papa

Friday, November 14, 2008

"Hat"

I was in the laundry room changing out a load when Mackenzie came in to tell me "Hat". "Hat! Hat! Hat!"
OK, just a second and I will help you find your hat. :-)
As I finished, she grabbed my hand and took me to where Nathan was sleeping, he was wearing a 'hat' his sweet sister had put on his head.
When Mackenzie goes to bed, she has quite a routine including having me put her 'hat' on. Mack's hat is her 'silky' (silky soft square fabric she has had since she was born. A gift from Lindsay who also has a 'silky'). She likes me to drape it on her head as part of getting tucked in. Sweet girl had put Nate's silky on his head as well. How can a person sleep without their 'hat'? He is lucky to have her.

Quandary

Newborn sleeping, toddler watching Barney, 4 year old at preschool...do I clean house some or shower (both sadly overdue)? tick tock tick tock. Better decide quickly, preschool ends in 45 minutes.

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I chose the shower. Toddler who had been begging for Barney all morning found me within the first 30 seconds. My hair wasn't even fully wet. She is also the child who has an obsession with closing doors throughout the house with the exception of the bathroom door when I am showering. She came in to say hi and show me the book she was reading then I begged her to close the door on the way out, she just smiled and walked away.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

One Month Old and Growing!




My my my
Time does fly

Veterans' Day

I get so emotional when I think of our troops and their willingness to serve our country. I am always so sad when my husband is gone for a week long business trip, I miss him so much and so do our kids. I am so grateful for our troops and their families who are left at home and are separated from their loved ones for so long. I want to thank them for there selfless sacrifices. I am proud to be an American.

I am so grateful to have been born in this great blessed country. This truly is a blessed place. Our freedoms are so easily taken for granted. I am thankful for my right to vote. I am thankful I can agree or disagree with those who are in power and voice my opinions without fear of retaliation. I am thankful I can worship my God and have the freedom to do so as I see fit. I know the forefathers of our country were raised up by a loving God to organize this country with these freedoms.

The following is an email I enjoyed. I rarely pass these on but I loved this. I hope I will take the opportunity to thank our troops when the opportunity arises...

Sack Lunches
I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight.
'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation. 'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.
' Great Lakes Air Base. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Iraq ...
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached Chicago, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time.
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to Chicago. His friend agreed. I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.
'My son was a soldier in Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked,'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?' 'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked. She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class. 'This is your thanks.'
After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars. Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he
walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, and said, 'I want to shake your hand.'
Quickly unfastening my seat belt I stood and took the Captain's hand. With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm. When we landed in Chicago I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five! dollars . 'It will take you some time to reach the base. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give
them a couple of meals. It seemed so little.. .
" A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.' That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it.'"

Friday, November 7, 2008

Say No to Jenny Craig

Well, I know I have been lacking in my posts lately...Our sweet Nathan has had a tough time gaining weight so we have been working hard to help him grow. He finally turned a corner and his pediatrician is not as concerned. We go in again next week for a weight check to make sure he is still progressing.

All my babies have had a bit of a tough time putting on weight, it is so stressful to me. Nathan has been nursing practically 24/7 but just didn't seem to be satisfied. I think part of our problem is Nathan and I are still struggling with a good latch when he is nursing so my milk supply is now a bit low. (His tongue may be short, he never sticks it out so that may be the problem with the latch) I am such a proponent of breastfeeding and have been pretty sad he wasn't thriving. It is so interesting to me that breastfeeding is natural and best nutrition wise but it can also be so difficult. Each baby and Mom have to learn the process together. We have started supplementing the last couple of nights which has really helped. I am now taking 'Fenugreek' (an herbal supplement)to increase my supply (crazy side effect according to the pediatrician is maple scented sweat and urine) exciting I know. I was thinking Perkins should hire me to go work out at a gym, and all the gym rats would have this craving for pancakes...The gym would love that as well. Vicious cycle. Anyway, hopefully this will work and we can go back to just breast milk. If not, oh well, the important thing is he is growing and thriving. He received a priesthood blessing last night which he smiled after, and I am sure will help him. We have been so blessed with our family.

Despite Nathan's weight challenges, he has been such a sweet baby and the last few nights after supplementing with a bottle, has finally been able to get some sleep. He is reminding us of Katryn as an infant. He definitely has his own nose but he really looks like Katryn, and his eyes are a dark blue so maybe they will be blue like Lindsay's. He loves to be swaddled, it really calms him. He loves his sisters and it is so fun to see how he recognizes Eric's and my voice.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Trick or Treat!





You have to admit...Too CUTE! Katryn is a Geisha Girl, Lindsay is Cheer Bear, and Mackenzie is a very unspooky monster!