At the beginning of week 12, I felt very faint, very brief wiggles from the baby. Then the past couple weeks I didn't feel much. This happened with Carter and I remember getting so nervous that I actually made a doctor appointment and went in to hear the heartbeat for re-assurance. This time I am more calm about it. I do just LOVE feeling the baby move and am so anxious to feel it all the time. :) The past few days now, I have felt a couple more wiggles, so I am excited. Plus, I have my 16 week appointment tomorrow morning so that will be nice. There is a part of me tomorrow that hopes that I get another ultrasound....just because I will call John on the phone and have the doctor search for the gender. Oh that would be SO exciting! But it is likely not going to happen, so I won't get my hopes up. I am just excited to find out...one way or another. These next 4 weeks are going to be painful, so I must keep myself busy! :)
While I have been thinking that I'm having a girl, lately I've been thinking boy...but it could be myself just prepping for either direction. :) The other night I had a dream that we had a boy. I don't remember what we named him, but the boys kept calling him Teegan. I remember saying 'no, that's not his name...'. So who knows what that dream is all about.
I look for signs anywhere...it is so silly. For instance, today I was driving and I saw a minivan that had all those stick figure stickers on the back window (no, we don't have that). It was a mom, dad, 2 boys and 2 girls and a dog. I thought....ooh, that could be our family one day! Then I was reading a post on 1 of my 2 addiction sites (either Facebook or Pinterest) and saw something about 'my 4 boys'. So who knows. I also look at my friends who have 2 girls...then a boy....and or vice versa - any mix really. So I think that a girl is possible. A boy is what we 'know'. I am always one to 'make a wish' when the clock says 1:11 or 2:22, etc. and yesterday would you believe I just happen to look at the clock at 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44 and 5:55??? What are the chances? I do not believe in stalking the clock....then your wish won't come true. ;) Silliness, I tell ya, but I did think it was pretty funny that I caught it so often yesterday.
Right now, I am hoping for another good appointment tomorrow and a great date and time for our ultrasound. This baby also better cooperate....I've already told John that if the baby doesn't cooperate, we will pay to have a 3D ultrasound done early to try and look. I am impatient. Could I wait? Sure. But would I drive everybody, mostly myself crazy? Yes. And that is just not healthy.
Everything is still going very well. I still get carsick if I am not driving; I am still hungry, but not nearly so ravenous; I still fit into a couple regular pants, but am starting to prefer maternity...though I still need to use the be-band. It could be because the elastic on the maternity pants is a bit stretched out...who knows. I am promising myself to take an updated belly picture this week. I have certainly changed from the first picture. :)
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Crazy moments from some crazy toddlers...
Carter's favorite phrase lately is 'Stop It'. Yes, I say it...apparently too much. If they are doing something they shouldn't, I say 'stop it'....so yes, it is said a lot. I really need to choose a more polite statement and add a please or something because now when he says it, it just sounds rude....cute, but rude. On his birthday, John and I were on either side of him and sang to him. He held up his little hands in front of our faces and said 'stop it'. If we are goofing off with him, even though he laughs, he says 'stop it'. If I am singing along to a tv show, he tells me to 'stop it'. I remember the first time he said it. I think it was for John's birthday. He had been doing so well with 'saying' prayers at dinner time. When John's parents came down, we all said it together and during prayers he said 'stop it'. I have noticed that it is mostly when a group of people are talking and when the attention is on him. It is like he is embarrassed. Silly kid needs to get over that quickly! :)
The other morning, I awoke at 3:45...couldn't fall back asleep until 4:45 when, just at the right moment, Carter woke up. He went right back to sleep, but there I sat for another 15 minutes trying to get back to sleep. John gets up at 6 and turns on all the lights (which he claims he does every day, but I think somebody is fibbin...) so I wake up again, with a headache. I manage to get back to sleep even with the little toddlers climbing on my bed to watch Disney. I get myself out of bed at 7:45 (thankfully the boys were good until then so I could get some rest), with a big ol migraine (I seem to only get these when I'm pregnant). I went to brush my teeth and I came back in the room. Carter stood up and said 'Ta-Da!!!!!'. Not knowing what he did I said something to the effect of 'oh you're, so cute'. I walked a smidgen closer......Carter had dumped my mug of green tea that I didn't finish last night so it had about 1/4 cup left....on my bed. He also dumped my glass of water that I keep by my bedside....on my bed. Oh what a stinker! My head hurt to much to discipline him more than just telling him it was wrong. The stinker proceeded to smile. I ran downstairs to take some Tylenol since I knew I couldn't wait until breakfast to do so. I came back up to shower. Afterwards as I was getting dressed, Carter proceeded to unroll the entire brand new roll of toilet paper. That got him a time-out as I was more on my game.
Thankfully the rest of the day was not as troublesome....but man, did it start out that way!!!
Today, it was Logan's turn. He is potty-trained (except for poop, gosh darnit) but the last day or two he has been holding it so long that when he is ready to go, he goes a tiny bit in his underwear. It does show great control that he's able to stop it, but today he had done a bit more and needed his pants changed - he even got some on his shirt (he's a tricky pee-er....or he was sitting down). I got him a new pair of underwear and pants, but didn't realize he needed a new shirt at the time. He said 'I need a shirt'...I said 'Yes, you do - why don't you go upstairs and grab one from your drawer'. The stinker said 'no, why don't you go grab it'...then this crazy toddler proceeded to turn his back to me, cross his arms and hold his head up in the air. Oh you silly child, do you think I'm going to go for that?!?! I told him to go get it and I walked away. He did. He has done this before and then usually turns around and laughs because he knows he's being.....ridiculous. And it is quite funny; I have to keep myself from laughing...but I certainly don't want that behavior to continue, so I hold it together.
Enter dinner. I gave Logan shredded chicken and some leftover-from-lunch macaroni and cheese. He really wanted pumpkin bread, which I told him he could have after he ate his dinner. I hear 'plop' and he said 'I dropped it'. It was a purposeful drop. And to time-out he went. He has NEVER...since probably 15 months, thrown his food on the floor...let's not start now. After his time-out is over, he came back, I reserved him some new food (new chicken...no more mac n cheese) and he ate it with no problems. What is up with this kid?
Shortly after, Logan goes potty and he washes his hands. I usually stand by watch him do it and move him along. The last day or two I have told him to wash his hands, turn off the water and dry his hands. This has been going well. Today I noticed that he was in there a bit too long. I walk in to puddles and a small bathroom splattered in water. AHHH! Dude...really?!? I expect that from Carter (mainly because it has already happened), but not from my neat kid! There I cleaned it up. I was going to have him help, but was worried he'd slip and fall on the ceramic floor and quite frankly I was just a bit surprised at his behavior. Sorry's were said and we moved on.
The rest of the night was uneventful...thank goodness!
The other morning, I awoke at 3:45...couldn't fall back asleep until 4:45 when, just at the right moment, Carter woke up. He went right back to sleep, but there I sat for another 15 minutes trying to get back to sleep. John gets up at 6 and turns on all the lights (which he claims he does every day, but I think somebody is fibbin...) so I wake up again, with a headache. I manage to get back to sleep even with the little toddlers climbing on my bed to watch Disney. I get myself out of bed at 7:45 (thankfully the boys were good until then so I could get some rest), with a big ol migraine (I seem to only get these when I'm pregnant). I went to brush my teeth and I came back in the room. Carter stood up and said 'Ta-Da!!!!!'. Not knowing what he did I said something to the effect of 'oh you're, so cute'. I walked a smidgen closer......Carter had dumped my mug of green tea that I didn't finish last night so it had about 1/4 cup left....on my bed. He also dumped my glass of water that I keep by my bedside....on my bed. Oh what a stinker! My head hurt to much to discipline him more than just telling him it was wrong. The stinker proceeded to smile. I ran downstairs to take some Tylenol since I knew I couldn't wait until breakfast to do so. I came back up to shower. Afterwards as I was getting dressed, Carter proceeded to unroll the entire brand new roll of toilet paper. That got him a time-out as I was more on my game.
Thankfully the rest of the day was not as troublesome....but man, did it start out that way!!!
Today, it was Logan's turn. He is potty-trained (except for poop, gosh darnit) but the last day or two he has been holding it so long that when he is ready to go, he goes a tiny bit in his underwear. It does show great control that he's able to stop it, but today he had done a bit more and needed his pants changed - he even got some on his shirt (he's a tricky pee-er....or he was sitting down). I got him a new pair of underwear and pants, but didn't realize he needed a new shirt at the time. He said 'I need a shirt'...I said 'Yes, you do - why don't you go upstairs and grab one from your drawer'. The stinker said 'no, why don't you go grab it'...then this crazy toddler proceeded to turn his back to me, cross his arms and hold his head up in the air. Oh you silly child, do you think I'm going to go for that?!?! I told him to go get it and I walked away. He did. He has done this before and then usually turns around and laughs because he knows he's being.....ridiculous. And it is quite funny; I have to keep myself from laughing...but I certainly don't want that behavior to continue, so I hold it together.
Enter dinner. I gave Logan shredded chicken and some leftover-from-lunch macaroni and cheese. He really wanted pumpkin bread, which I told him he could have after he ate his dinner. I hear 'plop' and he said 'I dropped it'. It was a purposeful drop. And to time-out he went. He has NEVER...since probably 15 months, thrown his food on the floor...let's not start now. After his time-out is over, he came back, I reserved him some new food (new chicken...no more mac n cheese) and he ate it with no problems. What is up with this kid?
Shortly after, Logan goes potty and he washes his hands. I usually stand by watch him do it and move him along. The last day or two I have told him to wash his hands, turn off the water and dry his hands. This has been going well. Today I noticed that he was in there a bit too long. I walk in to puddles and a small bathroom splattered in water. AHHH! Dude...really?!? I expect that from Carter (mainly because it has already happened), but not from my neat kid! There I cleaned it up. I was going to have him help, but was worried he'd slip and fall on the ceramic floor and quite frankly I was just a bit surprised at his behavior. Sorry's were said and we moved on.
The rest of the night was uneventful...thank goodness!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Carter turns 2!!!!!
Today my little man, Carter turned 2!!! I could say all the cliche things, like.....'where did the time go?' or 'time goes by so fast' or 'when did that happen'....but those saying drive me nuts as on facebook for every kids birthday, the parent says one of those. And yes, they are true...time does go by fast and they are bigger before you know it.
Carter is such a cutie pie, which big blue eyes that sparkle, an adorable smile which he likes to show off often, especially for a camera, and a great head of hair which easily does the current and ever so popular, messy/shaggy look. Carter is messy...which is tougher to clean up, but fun to watch him in action. He is pretty good about saying 'please' and 'thanks'. He has gotten tougher, but depending on his mood, he may still fall apart if he bonks his head. He has followed Logan's steps in which he comes over to me and asks me to kiss his boo-boo. It is oh so cute. If I don't get the right spot, he is sure to let me know and has me re-try. He mostly calls me 'Mama' and John 'Daddy'...though sometimes he calls him 'John'. It's pretty funny.
Carter's favorite phrases are 'Stop It' 'It's so funny' 'Is it working?'. Carter's favorite movie is Wall-E, though he watches pretty much anything. He also really likes Mickey Mouse. Carter, just like his brother, plays with cars a lot and also does some great sound effects. Carter plays very well by himself and with others. He is standing up for himself a bit more these days with Logan. Logan used to take things from him and now Carter holds on for dear life or speaks up and tells Logan no.
Carter is still obsessed with his elephant, Tao. When Tao goes in the laundry, there are some tears, but distractions seem to work. He cannot go to sleep without Tao and we tried one time (when Tao just got in the dryer)....we had to wait until Tao was mostly dry to put him to bed. If Carter gets upset at all during the day or doesn't get his way he says 'where's Tao?' in such a sad, pitiful voice. We tell him to go get him and he says 'I get; I get Tao.' When Logan wakes up and Carter is already up, his face lights up and he gasps and says 'Wogan!!!!! Mama, looks...it's Wogan!'.
Carter loves to splash in the bathtub...and in the sink. He gets into a bit of mischief sometimes, but gosh do we love him! He is our little man and we are so blessed to have him in our lives!!!
Carter is such a cutie pie, which big blue eyes that sparkle, an adorable smile which he likes to show off often, especially for a camera, and a great head of hair which easily does the current and ever so popular, messy/shaggy look. Carter is messy...which is tougher to clean up, but fun to watch him in action. He is pretty good about saying 'please' and 'thanks'. He has gotten tougher, but depending on his mood, he may still fall apart if he bonks his head. He has followed Logan's steps in which he comes over to me and asks me to kiss his boo-boo. It is oh so cute. If I don't get the right spot, he is sure to let me know and has me re-try. He mostly calls me 'Mama' and John 'Daddy'...though sometimes he calls him 'John'. It's pretty funny.
Carter's favorite phrases are 'Stop It' 'It's so funny' 'Is it working?'. Carter's favorite movie is Wall-E, though he watches pretty much anything. He also really likes Mickey Mouse. Carter, just like his brother, plays with cars a lot and also does some great sound effects. Carter plays very well by himself and with others. He is standing up for himself a bit more these days with Logan. Logan used to take things from him and now Carter holds on for dear life or speaks up and tells Logan no.
Carter is still obsessed with his elephant, Tao. When Tao goes in the laundry, there are some tears, but distractions seem to work. He cannot go to sleep without Tao and we tried one time (when Tao just got in the dryer)....we had to wait until Tao was mostly dry to put him to bed. If Carter gets upset at all during the day or doesn't get his way he says 'where's Tao?' in such a sad, pitiful voice. We tell him to go get him and he says 'I get; I get Tao.' When Logan wakes up and Carter is already up, his face lights up and he gasps and says 'Wogan!!!!! Mama, looks...it's Wogan!'.
Carter loves to splash in the bathtub...and in the sink. He gets into a bit of mischief sometimes, but gosh do we love him! He is our little man and we are so blessed to have him in our lives!!!
Friday, January 20, 2012
Baby #3...Week 12 Appt.
This past Monday I had our first follow up appointment. I brought the boys with me as it should be quick and painless. They did very well. As I walked back to give a sample of my urine, they stopped and said hi to the doctor and nurse, which they both interacted with my kids...gotta love it. Afterwards we went right into the room (after I got weighed...so far according to my scale, 8 lbs. I tend to gain quite a bit in the beginning). The nurse took my blood pressure and the boys thought that was pretty cool. The doc came in quickly (thank you) and right away wanted to check the heartbeat...woohoo! Logan rest me assured that it was okay. They asked what he was doing and he told them. He reminded me that it could be early to hear it on this device. I also later learned that sometimes the c-section scar tissue can interfere. The doc checked for about 20-30 seconds and said 'eh, let's go to the ultrasound room'...um, okay!! I admit I was not very nervous about there not being a heartbeat (perhaps I should have been), but the past few nights I began feeling flutters, so I was re-assured. Plus, he moved so quickly and I was corralling the boys, so I didn't have much time to be nervous.
As the doctor put the scanner on my belly Logan put his hand on my leg and said 'It's okay, Mommy, the doctor is just going to check you'. Oh gosh, melt my heart...what a cutie pie! I already had my phone out because I was going to record the heartbeat for John. So instead...I got to record my ultrasound!!! Pretty cool! I got 2 minutes of a video of our baby!! Right away he showed us the baby and we saw the little heartbeat (whew). We saw the baby move and kick me! :) The boys were pretty enamored. Granted, I didn't look at their faces cuz my eyes were affixed on the screen, but they were asking questions and standing still.
The heartbeat was 161 beats per minute. (I didn't record Logan's at this stage, but Carter's was 170 a week earlier). The doctor printed out some pictures, but man...those pictures were crap! Thankfully I recorded it and thanks to my smartphone I can capture pictures during the video. So here they are... You may need to look at the picture for a bit before you decipher, but the baby is pretty big.
I was so excited to get a surprise ultrasound! Next visit, I will not get one, however...the appointment after will be the big ultrasound! I am so excited to find out if I am shopping for pink or blue...time to set my budget for my initial shopping trip, now!
As the doctor put the scanner on my belly Logan put his hand on my leg and said 'It's okay, Mommy, the doctor is just going to check you'. Oh gosh, melt my heart...what a cutie pie! I already had my phone out because I was going to record the heartbeat for John. So instead...I got to record my ultrasound!!! Pretty cool! I got 2 minutes of a video of our baby!! Right away he showed us the baby and we saw the little heartbeat (whew). We saw the baby move and kick me! :) The boys were pretty enamored. Granted, I didn't look at their faces cuz my eyes were affixed on the screen, but they were asking questions and standing still.
The heartbeat was 161 beats per minute. (I didn't record Logan's at this stage, but Carter's was 170 a week earlier). The doctor printed out some pictures, but man...those pictures were crap! Thankfully I recorded it and thanks to my smartphone I can capture pictures during the video. So here they are... You may need to look at the picture for a bit before you decipher, but the baby is pretty big.
This first picture is the body of the baby. You will see a bright, thin green line going through the middle of the screen - that is how he was measuring the babies heartbeat. You can see the head, arms, hands, stomach, legs and feet!!! I asked if he could see girl or boy parts, but I don't think he heard me. I would've asked again, but I know at 12 weeks it is just too early unless you do an amnio, which I will not do. What a cute baby, huh???
This next picture is just the face. The baby after they were done playing peek-a-boo with their hands over their face, they looked right at the camera. So you should see the eyes, nose and mouth. You can actually also see the right arm hanging down. The head is big compared to the body at this stage...but when the baby comes out...all is proportionate!
I was so excited to get a surprise ultrasound! Next visit, I will not get one, however...the appointment after will be the big ultrasound! I am so excited to find out if I am shopping for pink or blue...time to set my budget for my initial shopping trip, now!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Playing
Carter has made some 'growing up' changes in the past couple months and one of them is how well the boys play together. Sure every so often somebody takes a swing at the other or they fight over a toy, but that's just typical. They both have similar interests in toys - cars, trucks, rockets and jumping on cushions appear to be their go-to's. They also are sound effect makers! It is so funny to hear them both making car sounds, plane sounds, rocket sounds....at the same time.
Last night John and I were sitting on the couch just watching them play. They built an obstacle course together. They would walk on the couch, climb over the back, go through the tunnel, come to me where I lifted the bridge (my legs) and then repeat. They were giggling like crazy and Logan, who is a little faster and not running with an elephant, kept saying 'come on, Carter'....and Carter was running as fast as he could. It was just too cute.
This morning, Logan found the tripod and told Carter to come over because he had to take his picture. He told Carter how to stand and then he used his flashlight as the camera (turned it on, then said click). He said 'Oh Carter, it's beautiful! Let's check it.' Carter sat there and said 'cheese'.
The other day Carter was walking into an area that had a lot of toys on the floor (organizing from Christmas). Logan stopped him and got down to his level and said 'Be Careful' (gesturing with his hands, of course....like his mom).
If Carter wakes up first, as soon as Logan comes out of his room, he says 'WOGAN!!!!!'. He is soooo excited to see his best friend. Now sometimes, Logan likes a little quiet and cuddle time when he wakes up. So often times his response is 'Stop it, Carter'. But it is cute how excited he is. When Carter is still napping, Logan also asks where he is.
Everyday they play more and more together and interact. I just love hearing and seeing it and I really hope that it continues for the rest of their life.
Last night John and I were sitting on the couch just watching them play. They built an obstacle course together. They would walk on the couch, climb over the back, go through the tunnel, come to me where I lifted the bridge (my legs) and then repeat. They were giggling like crazy and Logan, who is a little faster and not running with an elephant, kept saying 'come on, Carter'....and Carter was running as fast as he could. It was just too cute.
This morning, Logan found the tripod and told Carter to come over because he had to take his picture. He told Carter how to stand and then he used his flashlight as the camera (turned it on, then said click). He said 'Oh Carter, it's beautiful! Let's check it.' Carter sat there and said 'cheese'.
The other day Carter was walking into an area that had a lot of toys on the floor (organizing from Christmas). Logan stopped him and got down to his level and said 'Be Careful' (gesturing with his hands, of course....like his mom).
If Carter wakes up first, as soon as Logan comes out of his room, he says 'WOGAN!!!!!'. He is soooo excited to see his best friend. Now sometimes, Logan likes a little quiet and cuddle time when he wakes up. So often times his response is 'Stop it, Carter'. But it is cute how excited he is. When Carter is still napping, Logan also asks where he is.
Everyday they play more and more together and interact. I just love hearing and seeing it and I really hope that it continues for the rest of their life.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Baby #3 Update
Today we heard the heartbeat! What a most beautiful sound!!!! The heartbeat was 160 bpm - pretty much right on target with the boys. Not saying I think it's a boy...just simply saying. We also say Baby Battermann! We had the boys with us, so I was talking to the boys and showing them the screen. I wanted them to do another ultrasound after the boys left the room so I could just sit and stare at the screen and not worry about somebody touching a button or breaking a machine. :) The boys thought hearing the heartbeat was cool. I forgot to record it, so I hope to at the next appointment.
Though the doctor's office took FOREVER to get us through the appointment...which wasn't easy to accept seeing as how they knew we had our 2 boys with us...it all went well. They recognized me and they were glad to see the boys that I had spent so much time seeing them for. :) When the nurse was going through the entire book of things I should know...I kept saying 'yeah, I got it'....but I think she has some sort of obligation to still hit all the key points.
Anyway, at this stage, I have gained a firm 5 pounds. I typically (haha...typically, like this happens all the time...though it is becoming a bit of a habit) gain quite a bit in the first trimester. I don't know how girls only gain the 3-5 pounds recommended. However, I tend to not gain as much towards the end, whereas it is usually the opposite.
At this point, I just started with nausea....around 7.5/8 weeks. It is not as bad, meaning I haven't thrown up yet, and I am still able to function. It seems to come later in the morning and in the evening a bit. Regardless, we are taking a trip to Orlando right after the holidays, so the doctor gave me a prescription for the miracle drug, Zofran. I look forward to its magic...during our vacation, which include driving to Florida. :)
This pregnancy is proving to be different so far. Not only the nausea (I am still able to brush my teeth without a problem...it was very difficult with my last 2 pregnancies), but I am SO hungry! I've heard of pregnant people being always hungry...but with my boys, I didn't feel that way so much (even though I gained quite a bit of weight). So who knows.....could it be that for me a different pregnancy means a different gender? I guess we'll find out soon enough...
Oh and the due date is July 28th, but I'll be doing a planned c-section. I'm thinking the 21st sounds like a pretty awesome golden birthday! :)
A great appointment...yay!!!
Though the doctor's office took FOREVER to get us through the appointment...which wasn't easy to accept seeing as how they knew we had our 2 boys with us...it all went well. They recognized me and they were glad to see the boys that I had spent so much time seeing them for. :) When the nurse was going through the entire book of things I should know...I kept saying 'yeah, I got it'....but I think she has some sort of obligation to still hit all the key points.
Anyway, at this stage, I have gained a firm 5 pounds. I typically (haha...typically, like this happens all the time...though it is becoming a bit of a habit) gain quite a bit in the first trimester. I don't know how girls only gain the 3-5 pounds recommended. However, I tend to not gain as much towards the end, whereas it is usually the opposite.
At this point, I just started with nausea....around 7.5/8 weeks. It is not as bad, meaning I haven't thrown up yet, and I am still able to function. It seems to come later in the morning and in the evening a bit. Regardless, we are taking a trip to Orlando right after the holidays, so the doctor gave me a prescription for the miracle drug, Zofran. I look forward to its magic...during our vacation, which include driving to Florida. :)
This pregnancy is proving to be different so far. Not only the nausea (I am still able to brush my teeth without a problem...it was very difficult with my last 2 pregnancies), but I am SO hungry! I've heard of pregnant people being always hungry...but with my boys, I didn't feel that way so much (even though I gained quite a bit of weight). So who knows.....could it be that for me a different pregnancy means a different gender? I guess we'll find out soon enough...
Oh and the due date is July 28th, but I'll be doing a planned c-section. I'm thinking the 21st sounds like a pretty awesome golden birthday! :)
A great appointment...yay!!!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
I'm Pregnant...with #3!!!
Can you believe it....I'm pregnant!!!! Battermann Baby #3 is on its way! Can you believe it? I am going to be a mother of 3! Oh, I'm so excited! Sunday, November 20th around 7am that fun little stick said Pregnant...and the word 'not' did NOT precede it!
John and I said awhile back that we wanted to try in the Fall of 2011. A couple months ago, I brought it up and at first John said that it was too soon. So I asked when he thought a better time would be and he couldn't think of one...so we decided that we'd try that month. It turns out that month, my ovulation and period were messed up, so while I did take a test and it was negative, I don't really count that month because we didn't try from the beginning and I didn't figure when things were happening. So we tried the next month. I peed on ovulation sticks, we cornered the 'window'....but it didn't work. I think because I had already technically had one negative test, I had started mentally preparing myself that perhaps we'd have to go to the freezer and do a frozen cycle of IVF. John and I had agreed that we would try for at least 4 months before we started the IVF process. If it was God's plan for us to conceive naturally, this would allow that much of a window. If not, we have two healthy boys and would start IVF (though I was twitching just thinking of having to rely so heavily on my friends for the gazillion appointments that comes with IVF). Anywho, I had a negative result. Let's move on and try again.
I typically get an ovulation pain, and this particular month I got it a few days early and it last several days...I didn't know what was up with that, but why not. Then when I was typically supposed to ovulate, John was all sick with a nasty cold and was working crazy late. It also happened to be my birthday, so that was a bummer. I counted the month as no good...already prepped myself for a negative and another month of trying. Saturday came....the day. I had not had any spotting, which I normally get....but who knows...my period had been slightly irregular the past few months. I also didn't feel any cramping, which I normally get a bit. That morning we were forced to re-evaluate our insurance plan. We've been on BCBS HMO for many years and we've loved it (despite what people think about HMO's). We found out that morning that there was NO IVF coverage! This would mean that if God's plan was for us to do IVF, that we'd not only have a gazillion appointments, we'd have to pay out of pocket. Lovely....we shook it off and said that we'd cross that bridge when we got there. We went downtown for the lighting parade...I thought for sure I'd get it there...nope.
Sunday morning I woke up and somehow remembered to go grab that last stick. I peed on it and put it back in the wrapper. While brushing my teeth and telling myself 'it's negative, it's negative' (so much for positive thinking, but when you've been denied as many times as I have, you have to prep for the worst and then you're extra thrilled when it is positive). I peeked at the stick and saw pregnant, so I whipped the stick out of the wrapper and nowhere did I see the word 'Not'. WHAT!?!?!?!?!?! While I would have loved to have given the news to John in some cutesy way....I said screw that....screamed 'I'M PREGNANT!!!" and ran onto the bed (where both kids were watching a movie and John was sleeping soundly) and jumped up on the bed and kept saying it! (I was still brushing my teeth mind you!). John kept saying 'what....what....uh...uh...'). I looked back at the stick and shoved it in his face. I told the kids...they just wanted me to get out of the way of their viewing of the movie.
Wow! The morning was just a bunch of 'wow' from me and 'uh, uh' from John. Don't get me wrong, he was very happy and smiled...it was just a shock - especially knowing how the month and ovulation had panned out. He even asked 'when did this happen??'.
Of course that day I talked to my sister 3 long conversations-worth...and I kept it in like a champ!
So Monday, I did my last day of physical therapy (for my horrible right knee....PT wasn't working and they said I needed an MRI...can't really do that when pregnant so I cancelled the rest of the appointments). Conveniently, my OB office shares the same building and was 10 steps away. So across the aisle I went and scheduled my first ultrasound for Monday, December 19th. I was so excited! I then proceeded to tell them that I needed a progesterone test...or just the drugs. I told them I had to do progesterone for my other pregnancies, so I imagine I would for this one as well. They put in the order and the next morning I got my blood taken. My level was at 11....they like it to be above 15, so yes, progesterone supplements were ordered and I got them the next day. I was glad I was so on top of it and took care of it right away!
So there you have it! We are very excited and cannot wait to meet him/her!
John and I said awhile back that we wanted to try in the Fall of 2011. A couple months ago, I brought it up and at first John said that it was too soon. So I asked when he thought a better time would be and he couldn't think of one...so we decided that we'd try that month. It turns out that month, my ovulation and period were messed up, so while I did take a test and it was negative, I don't really count that month because we didn't try from the beginning and I didn't figure when things were happening. So we tried the next month. I peed on ovulation sticks, we cornered the 'window'....but it didn't work. I think because I had already technically had one negative test, I had started mentally preparing myself that perhaps we'd have to go to the freezer and do a frozen cycle of IVF. John and I had agreed that we would try for at least 4 months before we started the IVF process. If it was God's plan for us to conceive naturally, this would allow that much of a window. If not, we have two healthy boys and would start IVF (though I was twitching just thinking of having to rely so heavily on my friends for the gazillion appointments that comes with IVF). Anywho, I had a negative result. Let's move on and try again.
I typically get an ovulation pain, and this particular month I got it a few days early and it last several days...I didn't know what was up with that, but why not. Then when I was typically supposed to ovulate, John was all sick with a nasty cold and was working crazy late. It also happened to be my birthday, so that was a bummer. I counted the month as no good...already prepped myself for a negative and another month of trying. Saturday came....the day. I had not had any spotting, which I normally get....but who knows...my period had been slightly irregular the past few months. I also didn't feel any cramping, which I normally get a bit. That morning we were forced to re-evaluate our insurance plan. We've been on BCBS HMO for many years and we've loved it (despite what people think about HMO's). We found out that morning that there was NO IVF coverage! This would mean that if God's plan was for us to do IVF, that we'd not only have a gazillion appointments, we'd have to pay out of pocket. Lovely....we shook it off and said that we'd cross that bridge when we got there. We went downtown for the lighting parade...I thought for sure I'd get it there...nope.
Sunday morning I woke up and somehow remembered to go grab that last stick. I peed on it and put it back in the wrapper. While brushing my teeth and telling myself 'it's negative, it's negative' (so much for positive thinking, but when you've been denied as many times as I have, you have to prep for the worst and then you're extra thrilled when it is positive). I peeked at the stick and saw pregnant, so I whipped the stick out of the wrapper and nowhere did I see the word 'Not'. WHAT!?!?!?!?!?! While I would have loved to have given the news to John in some cutesy way....I said screw that....screamed 'I'M PREGNANT!!!" and ran onto the bed (where both kids were watching a movie and John was sleeping soundly) and jumped up on the bed and kept saying it! (I was still brushing my teeth mind you!). John kept saying 'what....what....uh...uh...'). I looked back at the stick and shoved it in his face. I told the kids...they just wanted me to get out of the way of their viewing of the movie.
Wow! The morning was just a bunch of 'wow' from me and 'uh, uh' from John. Don't get me wrong, he was very happy and smiled...it was just a shock - especially knowing how the month and ovulation had panned out. He even asked 'when did this happen??'.
Of course that day I talked to my sister 3 long conversations-worth...and I kept it in like a champ!
So Monday, I did my last day of physical therapy (for my horrible right knee....PT wasn't working and they said I needed an MRI...can't really do that when pregnant so I cancelled the rest of the appointments). Conveniently, my OB office shares the same building and was 10 steps away. So across the aisle I went and scheduled my first ultrasound for Monday, December 19th. I was so excited! I then proceeded to tell them that I needed a progesterone test...or just the drugs. I told them I had to do progesterone for my other pregnancies, so I imagine I would for this one as well. They put in the order and the next morning I got my blood taken. My level was at 11....they like it to be above 15, so yes, progesterone supplements were ordered and I got them the next day. I was glad I was so on top of it and took care of it right away!
So there you have it! We are very excited and cannot wait to meet him/her!
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Rainy Day
Today the boys and I had to run some errands...and it was a bit drizzly outside. So what a perfect day for them to wear their rain boots and raincoats? I also donned my brand new rainboots as well. :) We were quite the trio! At every stop we made, the boys got complimented on their outfits. :)
This picture was taken while walking into Target. The lady behind them had just got done oo'ing and ah'ing over them. :) It was a feel good moment. While Logan looks like he's walking awkwardly, I had just told them to hold hands, but that was not on Carter's agenda...Logan was reaching out....Carter was gunning for the automatic doors.
Magnet Game
As a recommendation of a fun game for 3 year olds, my friend Jen recommended "Magnetic Match Rings". I got it for Logan for his birthday and as we've been slowly trying out his gifts, we busted this one out yesterday. He loves it! He went into his room today and came out with the baggie (It is nice that it is not a huge box) and said "Look what I found". Here are some pictures of this cool, educational game.
Putting on the pieces...with full concentration...
Yay! I did it!
All done! "Mom, give me high five"
After he would finish and give the high five, he'd say 'Let's do one more'. He ended up doing 5 puzzles! He would make sure I was watching him though. If my head was turned, he'd say - "are you watching me Mom?" Once I looked over and said yes, he'd say, 'Okay, let's do it!'
And not to be left out....there's my other little cutie pie!
Yay! I did it!
All done! "Mom, give me high five"
After he would finish and give the high five, he'd say 'Let's do one more'. He ended up doing 5 puzzles! He would make sure I was watching him though. If my head was turned, he'd say - "are you watching me Mom?" Once I looked over and said yes, he'd say, 'Okay, let's do it!'
And not to be left out....there's my other little cutie pie!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Logan's 3 year well visit
After rescheduling a few times, on Monday the 14th we had Logan's 3 year well visit. To my surprise, although it makes sense...they put Logan on the 'big' scale to measure height and weight! And they took his blood pressure the big way too! So naturally, if you know me AT ALL....I took a picture! This is a milestone, people!
We went into the room and she asked if Logan 'knew' his shapes or if he was learning them. I gladly said that he knew them. Then she asked if he knew or was learning his colors. I did say 'learning'...he is getting there, but I can't say that he can identify them correctly if asked. So we will start working harder on that. I always try to be descriptive as I can- "green car" "red couch" "blue rocket", but we will kick it up a notch.
Dr. M. came in and Logan said Hello Dr. M. Very cute...and the doc liked it. :) He checked everything else (eyes, ears, nose, mouth, legs, etc.) and all is well. He asked how he was doing with fruits and vegetables. I said that he is good with fruits, but needs coaxing on vegetables and that we are using a consequence type method (can't get a snack or more milk until you eat them). He said he used that too. He also said that they used to serve vegetables first and once those were gone, then the other meat and starches came to the table. I had recently thought about trying that as well...so we just may have to go there. I really want to make it a positive experience, but sometimes it is hard especially when they are being ridiculous and I know they need to eat the good stuff. I do add purees to as much as I can (pancakes, homemade pizza sauce, muffins/breads, etc.) so I know they are getting their veggies, but I still want them to like the real stuff. Anywho, I digress.
I did ask if he needed to know if he knew his alphabet and he said nope, that is a 4 year milestone. Okay....whew! Not to say that we aren't going to work on it, but it takes pressure off that I was feeling. I know every kid learns at a different pace and some excel in some things and others they do better over time...so it was just nice to hear. Logan is a happy, healthy kid and that is pretty much all I can ask for. Facebook especially...you have to keep that in mind. People brag about their kids constantly...which is fine...it is there for you to post whatever and have freedom of speech...but sometimes it can seem like a competition. Logan plays well by himself and with others, so, so far, so good!
Logan did get the flu shot. Honestly, after I left the office, I wanted to go undo it. The doctor said he is all caught up on his vaccines, so it is just the flu shot...making it sound like it was required. And I know a lot of kids do get it, but I have only gotten it once (when I was pregnant nonetheless...darn Swine Flu and your scare tactics)....and John hadn't consistently received it....I don't know. I know Logan will be in preschool next year, but I will throw caution to the wind. If he gets more than a cold often, I will do the shot going forward. If not, I'm going to stick to my guns.
So Logan got the shot and didn't cry a BIT! He had a disgruntled look, but he was dry-eyed. :) They asked if since we were there, if I wanted to get Carter the shot...so I agreed to that too. (again, my regret came after I left the office) They quickly made us the appointment and came back in and gave him the shot. Would you believe that little bugger didn't cry a smidge either?!? He had a look of what the hell just happened, but not a peep! My tough little guys!!!!
They both got stickers for being so awesome! So there you have it...my Logan is as healthy as can be and checks out perfectly!
My little....I mean, BIG boy weighed in at 33.4 pounds
65th percentile (which is up from the last percentile)
65th percentile (which is up from the last percentile)
Next she measured his height. At first she said 37.5. I knew he was 37 something last year, so we remeasured and had Logan stand up taller. 37.75.....okay....I knew he outgrew all of his 2T pants, so I really feel he grew more than just a half inch, but whatever. The doctor did say that they notice a drop in percentage when they go from measuring laying down to standing up. Logan always laid nice and still and we were able to get a pretty accurate height and now when he was standing it was not super duper straight, but fairly. That all being said....
50th percentile for height. Yup...you read that right! I was darn near shocked as he's always been in the 90th. Granted, he is still taller than what John was at that age, so it's not as if I think he'll be a short guy by any means, it was just a surprising number.
50th percentile for height. Yup...you read that right! I was darn near shocked as he's always been in the 90th. Granted, he is still taller than what John was at that age, so it's not as if I think he'll be a short guy by any means, it was just a surprising number.
Then she checked his blood pressure. He did so well sitting still; he was so interested in what she was doing. I forget the number....but he's all good! :)
We went into the room and she asked if Logan 'knew' his shapes or if he was learning them. I gladly said that he knew them. Then she asked if he knew or was learning his colors. I did say 'learning'...he is getting there, but I can't say that he can identify them correctly if asked. So we will start working harder on that. I always try to be descriptive as I can- "green car" "red couch" "blue rocket", but we will kick it up a notch.
Dr. M. came in and Logan said Hello Dr. M. Very cute...and the doc liked it. :) He checked everything else (eyes, ears, nose, mouth, legs, etc.) and all is well. He asked how he was doing with fruits and vegetables. I said that he is good with fruits, but needs coaxing on vegetables and that we are using a consequence type method (can't get a snack or more milk until you eat them). He said he used that too. He also said that they used to serve vegetables first and once those were gone, then the other meat and starches came to the table. I had recently thought about trying that as well...so we just may have to go there. I really want to make it a positive experience, but sometimes it is hard especially when they are being ridiculous and I know they need to eat the good stuff. I do add purees to as much as I can (pancakes, homemade pizza sauce, muffins/breads, etc.) so I know they are getting their veggies, but I still want them to like the real stuff. Anywho, I digress.
I did ask if he needed to know if he knew his alphabet and he said nope, that is a 4 year milestone. Okay....whew! Not to say that we aren't going to work on it, but it takes pressure off that I was feeling. I know every kid learns at a different pace and some excel in some things and others they do better over time...so it was just nice to hear. Logan is a happy, healthy kid and that is pretty much all I can ask for. Facebook especially...you have to keep that in mind. People brag about their kids constantly...which is fine...it is there for you to post whatever and have freedom of speech...but sometimes it can seem like a competition. Logan plays well by himself and with others, so, so far, so good!
Logan did get the flu shot. Honestly, after I left the office, I wanted to go undo it. The doctor said he is all caught up on his vaccines, so it is just the flu shot...making it sound like it was required. And I know a lot of kids do get it, but I have only gotten it once (when I was pregnant nonetheless...darn Swine Flu and your scare tactics)....and John hadn't consistently received it....I don't know. I know Logan will be in preschool next year, but I will throw caution to the wind. If he gets more than a cold often, I will do the shot going forward. If not, I'm going to stick to my guns.
So Logan got the shot and didn't cry a BIT! He had a disgruntled look, but he was dry-eyed. :) They asked if since we were there, if I wanted to get Carter the shot...so I agreed to that too. (again, my regret came after I left the office) They quickly made us the appointment and came back in and gave him the shot. Would you believe that little bugger didn't cry a smidge either?!? He had a look of what the hell just happened, but not a peep! My tough little guys!!!!
They both got stickers for being so awesome! So there you have it...my Logan is as healthy as can be and checks out perfectly!
Rocketship bathroom
For Logan's birthday he was bound to get a lot of toys and some clothes...which he did and he loves them all! My Mom decided to go a different route after a discussion she and I had recently. She decided to make the boys a fun bathroom. And Logan's (& Carter's) favorite thing right now is...Rocketships!!! My parents came over this past weekend and Logan was so excited to have more presents to open! My Mom made it all because apparently rocketship bathroom accessories are not in stores right now. So she got all navy/white/silver bathroom accessories and either drew on them or added decals; or sewed. :) I love creativity! If you can't find it...make it!
His eyes lit up when he saw the huge silver rocketship on the navy shower curtain. He helped hang the shower curtain. Then more presents included a decorated garbage can, which he thinks is soooo cool; a toothbrush holder (which I gave them new toothbrushes too shaped kinda like a rocket); and stickers and decals to decorate the mirror, door, cabinets and bathtub with! He also got glow in the dark stars to put on the ceiling and this awesome Moon, that works by remote control. He is to match the moon each evening. He loves it! He helped put all the stickers on, stars on the ceiling, he'd stop to play with the astronaut bath toys....then come back and help. He really was with it the whole time! Here are a few pics:
His awesome Rocketship Shower Curtain; above the curtain there is a large rocket decal and to the right-top you can see the Moon that changes by remote.
Here are the mirrors all decorated and his toothbrush holder
He also got some spaceship guys to play with in the tub....his new favorite bath toys.
Even the other day, he walked into our room and on his way back looked in the bathroom and said "Whoa....look at that rocket!" Then he proceeded to point out all the cool things about his cool new bathroom. :)
His eyes lit up when he saw the huge silver rocketship on the navy shower curtain. He helped hang the shower curtain. Then more presents included a decorated garbage can, which he thinks is soooo cool; a toothbrush holder (which I gave them new toothbrushes too shaped kinda like a rocket); and stickers and decals to decorate the mirror, door, cabinets and bathtub with! He also got glow in the dark stars to put on the ceiling and this awesome Moon, that works by remote control. He is to match the moon each evening. He loves it! He helped put all the stickers on, stars on the ceiling, he'd stop to play with the astronaut bath toys....then come back and help. He really was with it the whole time! Here are a few pics:
His awesome Rocketship Shower Curtain; above the curtain there is a large rocket decal and to the right-top you can see the Moon that changes by remote.
Here are the mirrors all decorated and his toothbrush holder
And of course the toilet all decorated, with the decor'd garbage can on its side
In this frame is the Planet Song from Blues Clues
He also got some spaceship guys to play with in the tub....his new favorite bath toys.
Even the other day, he walked into our room and on his way back looked in the bathroom and said "Whoa....look at that rocket!" Then he proceeded to point out all the cool things about his cool new bathroom. :)
All Sports Class
So it was like some form of excitement hit me with Logan turning 3! He is able to do all these classes by himself...and gets it more than in his 'younger baby and toddler years'...haha!
There were many options for classes for Logan. Instead of a straight soccer or straight t-ball class, I opted for the All Sport class. The class is 6 weeks long and they do a new sport every week. His first week he did soccer, this past week was t-ball and this coming week is football.
The first class the coaches explained that parents and little siblings can stay to watch if we want. I want! I want! So I prayed that Carter was going to behave. With it being Logan's first time, I wanted to watch how it all went down and how much Logan actually enjoyed it. So far Carter has been very good. Between the snacks I pack, the bleachers he can climb or the fun iphone...he has remained occupied. He only cried once when the kids were all told to go get a soccer ball....he loves soccer and wanted to get one too. :(
Logan is in a class with 3 & 4 year olds. You can tell that the other boys had done some kind of class before or perhaps because they were mostly 3.5-4 they paid a bit more attention. For example, soccer was a bit of a crazy experience. Logan was distracted by the new surroundings and all... He always seemed to be a step behind. And at one point, he told Coach Drew that he'd be back in 2 minutes and he kicked the ball across the gym. Oh dear.... I felt like Coach Drew's patience was wearing a bit thin as other kids also randomly took off. It is quite humorous. I later learned that Coach Drew's wife had a baby that weekend, so perhaps he was a bit distracted and on edge...after all, these kids are....3 & 4 year old boys. Stuff happens. :) A Mom did kindly approach me after class and asked his age...I said he turns 3 the next day. She said not to worry that the kids are almost always like 'this' at first. She said her kid didn't even participate half the time, so she said I should be thankful that at least Logan was outgoing and doing activities, even though it wasn't always what the others were doing. It was nice of her to say something and it did make me feel better. Being the first time in this...you just never know.
T-ball was a better experience. Logan still had moments, but it didn't appear to be more than other kids. Maybe he was getting used to the surroundings; maybe it was because I talked to him about listening several times before we walked it; maybe he enjoys t-ball more; maybe it was fluke....who knows!
Here are some pictures from t-ball. I have videos too, but I'll have to see about loading those. I have to say, this class was hilarious to watch!
I can't wait to see the excitement that football brings!
There were many options for classes for Logan. Instead of a straight soccer or straight t-ball class, I opted for the All Sport class. The class is 6 weeks long and they do a new sport every week. His first week he did soccer, this past week was t-ball and this coming week is football.
The first class the coaches explained that parents and little siblings can stay to watch if we want. I want! I want! So I prayed that Carter was going to behave. With it being Logan's first time, I wanted to watch how it all went down and how much Logan actually enjoyed it. So far Carter has been very good. Between the snacks I pack, the bleachers he can climb or the fun iphone...he has remained occupied. He only cried once when the kids were all told to go get a soccer ball....he loves soccer and wanted to get one too. :(
Logan is in a class with 3 & 4 year olds. You can tell that the other boys had done some kind of class before or perhaps because they were mostly 3.5-4 they paid a bit more attention. For example, soccer was a bit of a crazy experience. Logan was distracted by the new surroundings and all... He always seemed to be a step behind. And at one point, he told Coach Drew that he'd be back in 2 minutes and he kicked the ball across the gym. Oh dear.... I felt like Coach Drew's patience was wearing a bit thin as other kids also randomly took off. It is quite humorous. I later learned that Coach Drew's wife had a baby that weekend, so perhaps he was a bit distracted and on edge...after all, these kids are....3 & 4 year old boys. Stuff happens. :) A Mom did kindly approach me after class and asked his age...I said he turns 3 the next day. She said not to worry that the kids are almost always like 'this' at first. She said her kid didn't even participate half the time, so she said I should be thankful that at least Logan was outgoing and doing activities, even though it wasn't always what the others were doing. It was nice of her to say something and it did make me feel better. Being the first time in this...you just never know.
T-ball was a better experience. Logan still had moments, but it didn't appear to be more than other kids. Maybe he was getting used to the surroundings; maybe it was because I talked to him about listening several times before we walked it; maybe he enjoys t-ball more; maybe it was fluke....who knows!
Here are some pictures from t-ball. I have videos too, but I'll have to see about loading those. I have to say, this class was hilarious to watch!
Circle time before playing...telling the kids about the sport and the rules
They all took turns running bases...first they stopped after each base, then they got to do the whole thing by themselves....so cute! At first almost every kid ran right past first base.
Logan running to first base - so cute! He did run past the base and looked over, waved and said 'Hi Mom!'. I darn near cried it was so cute!
Running to Home Base!
Next up was batting practice - oh funny! So Logan got the most turns...and here's why. The first couple turns he hit the tee...the ball went places, but not too far since he didn't actually hit the ball. So they told him to aim at the ball; stood behind him to help, but eventually let him swing on his own. They said 'Okay, BIG swing, right at the ball'. Well....he wound up then in UBER-slow motion, he took the bat to the ball and ever so slightly tapped it! It was hilarious!!! All the parents turned and looked at me as they were laughing...they wanted to make sure I saw it. Oh yes...I have it on video too!!! See...these are the many reasons why I don't want to miss the classes. It is so flippin adorable!
My good boy Carter playing quietly on the bleachers. I'm still shocked he remains mostly quiet.
It was Logan's turn in the outfield. Yeah, what else should a boy do while waiting? Put the mitt on his head!! Good thing we weren't in an actual field or he would probably be picking flowers!
The ball was hit in his direction while he was looking around all distracted-like. The coach told Logan to go get the ball...he was so excited. He ran out there and grabbed the ball. I love this picture...it is on my screensaver on my phone...
...then he had to throw the ball in - he made a pretty good throw.
I can't wait to see the excitement that football brings!
Swimming Lessons
Logan began swimming lessons a week before his 3rd birthday. When I signed him up, I thought it was with a parent. I guess I felt that maybe he'd be more comfortable or that it was a pre-req. It turns out that there was a misprint in the hard-copy book. I looked online the day before the class and saw the correction that it was without a parent. I did a mini-panic. What if it was required to be with a parent first? What if he didn't like this stranger? What if he didn't trust them in the water or freaked out?
He does well with being in the water, but doesn't like to be splashed or go under the water just yet. He was not very comfortable with putting his face in either. He has started enjoying baths again, but not when he and Carter are in it together. They do fine for awhile, but Carter inevitable splashes and Logan gets mad. When Logan is by himself in the tub, he just plays and plays, sitting in the same spot. He has learned to accept the scrubdown...but doesn't enjoy it.
So when we walked in to the 'holding area', I saw that his 'teacher', Miss Allison, only had 2 students - Logan and another boy. I immediately felt relief that he wasn't going to be in a very large class. He would get quite a bit of one-0n-one attention. We met Miss Allison and I told her of my concern (looking back it is a very first time mom kind of worry to voice...whateve!!!). She said that we would see how he did and assess after the class.
She talked to him for a few minutes while waiting for the other boy to show up. During this discussion, Logan noticed the Dragon water slide and he wanted to try it. She told him they would go on in after class. When they realized the other little boy was late, they entered the water. He held her hand and they walked right into the 2 feet of water, with no problem-o. I proudly sat on the sidelines and watched every move. I was so glad that Logan trusted her and had no problem leaving my side. About 10 minutes into the class the other boy showed up and I could tell he had taken lessons before and was very comfortable in the water, so that would be good for Logan to see. They took turns using noodles, tubes and other fancy swimming contraptions to swim out and come back with Miss Allison. He did great waiting on the side while she was out with the other boy.
There did come a point with 10 minutes left in class that I saw him pointing and telling her something. I later asked what he was saying. I thought maybe she wanted him to do something, like put his face in the water and he didn't want to. Nope, he was ready to go on the Dragon slide and made sure she knew it. After she finished her lesson, she did all them to each take a turn on the slide and he was a happy boy.
The next week, was Logan's birthday and Daddy and Carter came with us. At first I was in the swimming area watching Logan while John played with Carter, then we switched places so that John could have a turn watching Logan in action. Carter and I wandered halls and went up and down stairs - he had a very fun time exploring. John loved watching Logan swimming. John is not an avid swimmer himself so he is glad that Logan is getting involved in swimming lessons early on so he will be comfortable in the water.
The third week (this past Saturday) Logan had a substitute teacher, Miss Stephanie. I was glad that he was not bothered with this switch. She did things a little differently, which was cool. She did not hold his hand into the water and while he walked slower (that is just his nature...he is so his Dad!), but he made it over there by himself. She did not give him a toy to play with at the beginning. This kept him wandering away from the sides when she was 'out' with the other little boy. While he was making me nervous (even though there is another lifeguard standing right there to jump in at any time...if he were to trip and not get back up right away in the 2 feet of water, this mama would likely still run like mad and jump in the water....) I was glad that he was comfortable. :) She also took them into the 3 foot section and they took turns jumping into her arms and spinning around. He also did a small stunt of floating on his back and putting part of his face in the water.
With only 3 lessons, Logan now lays both on his tummy and his back during bathtime! He also asks me to watch him put his chin, nose and forehead in the water. He is so much more comfortable. And randomly when sitting he will practice swimming strokes and says 'look I'm swimming!'. He still does not like Carter splashing him, but hey...that may never change. If you are in the bathtub to play with your toys and some little brother keeps splashing you...well that can be annoying. :)
So yay for great success with swim lessons thus far!!!!! Here are a couple pictures from this past week:
He does well with being in the water, but doesn't like to be splashed or go under the water just yet. He was not very comfortable with putting his face in either. He has started enjoying baths again, but not when he and Carter are in it together. They do fine for awhile, but Carter inevitable splashes and Logan gets mad. When Logan is by himself in the tub, he just plays and plays, sitting in the same spot. He has learned to accept the scrubdown...but doesn't enjoy it.
So when we walked in to the 'holding area', I saw that his 'teacher', Miss Allison, only had 2 students - Logan and another boy. I immediately felt relief that he wasn't going to be in a very large class. He would get quite a bit of one-0n-one attention. We met Miss Allison and I told her of my concern (looking back it is a very first time mom kind of worry to voice...whateve!!!). She said that we would see how he did and assess after the class.
She talked to him for a few minutes while waiting for the other boy to show up. During this discussion, Logan noticed the Dragon water slide and he wanted to try it. She told him they would go on in after class. When they realized the other little boy was late, they entered the water. He held her hand and they walked right into the 2 feet of water, with no problem-o. I proudly sat on the sidelines and watched every move. I was so glad that Logan trusted her and had no problem leaving my side. About 10 minutes into the class the other boy showed up and I could tell he had taken lessons before and was very comfortable in the water, so that would be good for Logan to see. They took turns using noodles, tubes and other fancy swimming contraptions to swim out and come back with Miss Allison. He did great waiting on the side while she was out with the other boy.
There did come a point with 10 minutes left in class that I saw him pointing and telling her something. I later asked what he was saying. I thought maybe she wanted him to do something, like put his face in the water and he didn't want to. Nope, he was ready to go on the Dragon slide and made sure she knew it. After she finished her lesson, she did all them to each take a turn on the slide and he was a happy boy.
The next week, was Logan's birthday and Daddy and Carter came with us. At first I was in the swimming area watching Logan while John played with Carter, then we switched places so that John could have a turn watching Logan in action. Carter and I wandered halls and went up and down stairs - he had a very fun time exploring. John loved watching Logan swimming. John is not an avid swimmer himself so he is glad that Logan is getting involved in swimming lessons early on so he will be comfortable in the water.
The third week (this past Saturday) Logan had a substitute teacher, Miss Stephanie. I was glad that he was not bothered with this switch. She did things a little differently, which was cool. She did not hold his hand into the water and while he walked slower (that is just his nature...he is so his Dad!), but he made it over there by himself. She did not give him a toy to play with at the beginning. This kept him wandering away from the sides when she was 'out' with the other little boy. While he was making me nervous (even though there is another lifeguard standing right there to jump in at any time...if he were to trip and not get back up right away in the 2 feet of water, this mama would likely still run like mad and jump in the water....) I was glad that he was comfortable. :) She also took them into the 3 foot section and they took turns jumping into her arms and spinning around. He also did a small stunt of floating on his back and putting part of his face in the water.
With only 3 lessons, Logan now lays both on his tummy and his back during bathtime! He also asks me to watch him put his chin, nose and forehead in the water. He is so much more comfortable. And randomly when sitting he will practice swimming strokes and says 'look I'm swimming!'. He still does not like Carter splashing him, but hey...that may never change. If you are in the bathtub to play with your toys and some little brother keeps splashing you...well that can be annoying. :)
So yay for great success with swim lessons thus far!!!!! Here are a couple pictures from this past week:
Logan is waiting with Miss Stephanie before they head into the water...
Logan and Miss Stephanie swimming
Logan playing with his favorite blue fish while the other little boy takes his turn
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Evil Dr. Porkchop
While getting ready this morning, Carter took it upon himself to go through my wallet...in doing so, he opened up the change section. Logan heard the clanks and said I want to put it in my Piggy Bank! He grabbed a handful and ran into his room saying Evil Dr. Porkchop! (For those that don't know the reference, in Toy Story that is what they called the Piggy Bank in one scene...John started it with the boys and it is sticking apparently!) So I cleaned out my drawer where I dump my change and sent the boys to their rooms to fill their piggy banks!
You can see in this picture Logan was attempting to 'play' with the pig by holding its ears. It is much too heavy though with all those coins...time to head to the bank!!!
You can see in this picture Logan was attempting to 'play' with the pig by holding its ears. It is much too heavy though with all those coins...time to head to the bank!!!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Mickey Decor
Time has escaped me lately! Where have I been you wonder? In Mickey Mouse land...that's where! I will make a separate post about my sweet Logan's 3rd birthday party, but I will talk about my homemade decorations here...since that has been my life lately. We decided to have the party at our house...so I needed to make the place look as festive as can be....however, I wanted to be frugal at the same time. And well...if you know me, you know I love crafting!!!.
When Logan had decided on a Mickey Mouse theme (I kept giving him 2 options and it was a Cars party for a while...until the MM idea came along. Thinking back, if given the option of a rocket party, I wondered if he would've changed....he is so into rockets lately!) I immediately started looking at party decoration blogs for MM themed items to see what people did. I got a lot of great ideas and it helped me to think of some my own as well. I made the decor during naptimes, awake times and after bed times. Logan helped on quite a few items, so I was glad that he had a hand in decorating for his own party. The Dollar Tree was my best friend in coordinating all my decorations...I only bought a few things at Party City...the rest was at the Dollar Tree....where everything is actually a dollar or less.
The first thing I made was a Mickey wreath. At the dollar tree, I bought 2 small woven wood wreaths and one big one - I spray painted them black and attached the small ones as ears with black pipe cleaners. I made a sign that said "Welcome to Logan's Clubhouse" and hung it behind the wreath on my front door (which just happens to be red-ish.)...yay! My main decor was pretty much wrapping my current wall art in plain white paper and then putting some sort of Mickey decor on them. On my huge painting above my couch, became a giant Mickey head...there was still a lot of white paper showing. While the look would have been fine and nice and clean, my friend Jen had an excellent idea! She suggested for Logan to paint in the white part. So one day when Carter slept longer than Logan, Logan and I busted out the red and yellow paint. Logan is one to want to cover the area, so I had to help him move around the painting. I held his hand once and dragged the paintbrush, the rest...he did on his own. I just kept turning the painting and would suggest areas for him to paint. Then we took a circle sponge brush and I showed him how to 'dot' the paper. He even said 'dot, dot, dot' as he painted...very cute. Towards the end, he started brushing with the 'dot' paintbrush...and then we called it done. I threw his initials LWB in the bottom corner and voila - it looked great! I was very proud of him. I actually don't want to take it down cuz it is his work of art....however, I don't love Mickey Mouse that much to want a permanent decor. Although...I did just get the idea to buy plain canvases when they are on sale and have the kids paint them and use them as artwork...oh, I love it!!!! See how this blog just helped me with a good idea?
Other pictures I covered was above the goodie bag table. In plain white paper, I had a red huge Mickey Mouse head and wrote 'Goodie Bags! Thank you for coming, friends!'. Above a game, I covered 2 paintings. One said "Mickey"; one said "Buckets". I used a stencil for these letters and colored them in black, yellow, red and left some white. I added a picture of Logan with Mickey & Minnie and a glittered Mickey (which I'll get to later). I covered a kitchen painting in white and did block letters (all free-hand, which later I kind of wish I would have done stencils, but whateve...) and wrote "Hot Dog, Hot Dog, Hot Diggety Dog". Our dinner theme was hot dogs, so it was perfect! I unframed a picture and wrapped it (so it still had a framed look) and did block letters "Meeska Mooska Mickey Mouse" and in each letter I did a different design (polka dots, strips, squiggles, etc.).
Other decorations....I found Mickey Mouse frisbees for $1 and hung them with string and put them in various places....I found $1 MM puzzles and glued them to construction paper and attached string and hung them around on the surround sound speakers....I hung a professional picture of Logan that he just had taken in his Mickey Mouse halloween costume in the kitchen.....I made Toodles and attached him to a giant bubble wand (I didn't use him like I thought I would, but at least he made a good decoration)....for our Mickey Buckets game, Logan and I painted the board red and put yellow polka-dots...we did red bags for goodie bags and cut out black mickey heads with red inner circles with their names on it....and my friend Jen (thanks Jen!!) helped me make a generic banner which we hung in our great room. Then there were the glitter Mickey's. I bought styrofoam circles at the dollar tree. Each Mickey was about .75 to make. I painted each Mickey...Logan helped paint. Then I spread glue on them and shook my glitter shakers to my hearts content and covered the sucker. Some Mickey's were hung free, a couple had sticks glued on the back and either went in plants or in styrofoam blocks as centerpieces. I had to shellac the glitter Mickey's so that I didn't have glitter everywhere.
My friend Julie is an artist. So right away I asked her if she would do a 4 foot Mickey Mouse cut out. She did a fantastic job - all the kids loved him!
For the food, I bought red buckets, white buckets, red bowls, white bowls. On the red buckets, I put two white circles to mimic Mickey's pants; the white buckets, I drew a Mickey head and colored it in.
Now are you ready for my over-the-edge crazy decoration??? Trust me...I was made fun of a lot and rightfully so.... The kleenex box I had was a bunch of fun colors...but not Mickey Mouse colors. I whipped out my red and black felt and my trusty hot glue gun and yes.....I covered my tissue box!! John walked in when I was doing this and asked what I was doing....I said that I was on overload and perhaps took things a bit too far, but I just kept going.
So that is that....after listing it all it really is a lot of decorations. I had fun doing it and would do it all again in a heartbeat. With every decoration that I hung, Logan's eyes lit up. (I was so thankful that he did not get sick of Mickey Mouse!!)
When Logan had decided on a Mickey Mouse theme (I kept giving him 2 options and it was a Cars party for a while...until the MM idea came along. Thinking back, if given the option of a rocket party, I wondered if he would've changed....he is so into rockets lately!) I immediately started looking at party decoration blogs for MM themed items to see what people did. I got a lot of great ideas and it helped me to think of some my own as well. I made the decor during naptimes, awake times and after bed times. Logan helped on quite a few items, so I was glad that he had a hand in decorating for his own party. The Dollar Tree was my best friend in coordinating all my decorations...I only bought a few things at Party City...the rest was at the Dollar Tree....where everything is actually a dollar or less.
The first thing I made was a Mickey wreath. At the dollar tree, I bought 2 small woven wood wreaths and one big one - I spray painted them black and attached the small ones as ears with black pipe cleaners. I made a sign that said "Welcome to Logan's Clubhouse" and hung it behind the wreath on my front door (which just happens to be red-ish.)...yay! My main decor was pretty much wrapping my current wall art in plain white paper and then putting some sort of Mickey decor on them. On my huge painting above my couch, became a giant Mickey head...there was still a lot of white paper showing. While the look would have been fine and nice and clean, my friend Jen had an excellent idea! She suggested for Logan to paint in the white part. So one day when Carter slept longer than Logan, Logan and I busted out the red and yellow paint. Logan is one to want to cover the area, so I had to help him move around the painting. I held his hand once and dragged the paintbrush, the rest...he did on his own. I just kept turning the painting and would suggest areas for him to paint. Then we took a circle sponge brush and I showed him how to 'dot' the paper. He even said 'dot, dot, dot' as he painted...very cute. Towards the end, he started brushing with the 'dot' paintbrush...and then we called it done. I threw his initials LWB in the bottom corner and voila - it looked great! I was very proud of him. I actually don't want to take it down cuz it is his work of art....however, I don't love Mickey Mouse that much to want a permanent decor. Although...I did just get the idea to buy plain canvases when they are on sale and have the kids paint them and use them as artwork...oh, I love it!!!! See how this blog just helped me with a good idea?
Other pictures I covered was above the goodie bag table. In plain white paper, I had a red huge Mickey Mouse head and wrote 'Goodie Bags! Thank you for coming, friends!'. Above a game, I covered 2 paintings. One said "Mickey"; one said "Buckets". I used a stencil for these letters and colored them in black, yellow, red and left some white. I added a picture of Logan with Mickey & Minnie and a glittered Mickey (which I'll get to later). I covered a kitchen painting in white and did block letters (all free-hand, which later I kind of wish I would have done stencils, but whateve...) and wrote "Hot Dog, Hot Dog, Hot Diggety Dog". Our dinner theme was hot dogs, so it was perfect! I unframed a picture and wrapped it (so it still had a framed look) and did block letters "Meeska Mooska Mickey Mouse" and in each letter I did a different design (polka dots, strips, squiggles, etc.).
Other decorations....I found Mickey Mouse frisbees for $1 and hung them with string and put them in various places....I found $1 MM puzzles and glued them to construction paper and attached string and hung them around on the surround sound speakers....I hung a professional picture of Logan that he just had taken in his Mickey Mouse halloween costume in the kitchen.....I made Toodles and attached him to a giant bubble wand (I didn't use him like I thought I would, but at least he made a good decoration)....for our Mickey Buckets game, Logan and I painted the board red and put yellow polka-dots...we did red bags for goodie bags and cut out black mickey heads with red inner circles with their names on it....and my friend Jen (thanks Jen!!) helped me make a generic banner which we hung in our great room. Then there were the glitter Mickey's. I bought styrofoam circles at the dollar tree. Each Mickey was about .75 to make. I painted each Mickey...Logan helped paint. Then I spread glue on them and shook my glitter shakers to my hearts content and covered the sucker. Some Mickey's were hung free, a couple had sticks glued on the back and either went in plants or in styrofoam blocks as centerpieces. I had to shellac the glitter Mickey's so that I didn't have glitter everywhere.
My friend Julie is an artist. So right away I asked her if she would do a 4 foot Mickey Mouse cut out. She did a fantastic job - all the kids loved him!
For the food, I bought red buckets, white buckets, red bowls, white bowls. On the red buckets, I put two white circles to mimic Mickey's pants; the white buckets, I drew a Mickey head and colored it in.
Now are you ready for my over-the-edge crazy decoration??? Trust me...I was made fun of a lot and rightfully so.... The kleenex box I had was a bunch of fun colors...but not Mickey Mouse colors. I whipped out my red and black felt and my trusty hot glue gun and yes.....I covered my tissue box!! John walked in when I was doing this and asked what I was doing....I said that I was on overload and perhaps took things a bit too far, but I just kept going.
So that is that....after listing it all it really is a lot of decorations. I had fun doing it and would do it all again in a heartbeat. With every decoration that I hung, Logan's eyes lit up. (I was so thankful that he did not get sick of Mickey Mouse!!)
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