Thursday, October 20, 2016

Violet's Two Month Photo Shoot

Violet is proving to be a bit difficult with pictures... kind of like she is with everything.  I often joke that she thinks she is an only child instead of the fifth child.  She can be pretty high maintenance, and when it come to getting her pictures taken, that is no exception.  She is very wiggly and makes the photographers work for each shot.  Thankfully, we had a very patient photographer during this shoot, and I was able to get some sweet pictures of this little rascal!










Monday, October 17, 2016

Tired Mommy Brain

Jim Gaffigan said, "You know what it's like having a fourth kid?  Imagine you're drowning, then someone hands you a baby."Funny. Yet, this is a bit how I have felt with baby number five added into the mix. I have actually said to Greg on a few occasions since I've had Violet that I feel like I'm barely keeping my head above water...I'm in that sleep deprived, non-stop nursing, no longer can remember what day it is, when is the last time I showered, daze. I've been here before, so I know it's only temporary.  I know one day life will find it's way back.

My sister started a weight loss blog: rieataloss.blogspot.com. The blog is fabulously real and honest and has gained a lot of well deserved support for Sariah and her journey.  It is also beautifully, beautifully written.  A few days ago, I was complimenting her on her eloquent writing, and she responded with praise for my writing as well. I laughed. I told her I can't form a sentence anymore, let alone write. In the last couple months I have literally forgotten my address, more than once. This week's doctor appointment check-in was quite embarrassing, as the receptionist stared at me for what felt like an eternity, as I racked my brain for the address we have lived at for over two years. I finally just threw out some numbers that sounded familiar, hoping they were indeed an accurate portrayal of where we reside.

My blog, which I have long valued as not only a place for memory keeping but also an avenue for  creative expression, has lately been reserved only for milestone check-ins and recaps of family events. I am just running behind on life, and so my blog shows that same hurry-and-get-done-just-what-needs-to-get-done approach to life.

My sister kindly comforted my tired mommy brain and replied that one day I'll write again. And I know that is true. As I've said, I've been here before. I know one day, when I've had a full nights sleep, when I've had moments to myself, to shower, to get dressed in more than yoga pants, to breath, to think, to meditate, to be inspired, I'll feel like myself again. One day when I carry a purse instead of a diaper bag, when I have time to prepare a salad instead of leftover macaroni and cheese, when the day's big accomplishment is making it to gym class instead of the grocery pickup at Walmart, when I am able to make insightful comments at book club instead of admitting that once more I did not make it past the first chapter, when I awake in the middle of the night prompted to record lines of aspiring poetry instead of to the whales of a hungry babe, one day, I'll write again.

Until then I'll snuggle my baby close and take in every moment I can of her soft spoken coos and sweet little gummy smiles. I'll soak up this all-consuming newborn phase happily, sleep deprived and all, because I've been here before. And I know although at the moment it seems it'll never end, when I look back on it, it'll go by all too quickly.

For now, enjoy pictures of our delicious, squishy cheeked babe, and details of our family outings on this blog. And if you're looking for more moving, heartening and inspirational words, thanks to my sister, look here, and here, and here.

Friday, October 14, 2016

Two Month Old Violet

Violet is two months old.  She is still a tiny little babe, and is having a hard time gaining weight.  She is horrible at taking the bottle, so we do the best we can getting her to nurse as much as possible.  She is much more content this past month.  She is smiling at us often. She is sleeping better through the day, and being happy more often during her awake time.

She had her first ear infection, and was very good at letting me know something was not right, a.k.a. she screamed all night and all day.

I started working at the daycare again.  She hates it!  I only work once a week right now and have plans to do twice a week next month.  I hope she acclimates to the environment soon.  She was a mess after our first shift there, wouldn't eat or sleep and just cried the rest of the evening.  She is such a sensitive baby.  She gets overstimulated very easily.  She is happiest in her mom or dad's arms, in quiet room, just chilling.

Her stats: 9 pounds 8 ounces, 24 inches long

She has learned: to smile, to hold her head up

She likes: nursing, being held, Mom and Dad, quiet, being home, baths, being swaddled

She dislikes: the bottle, going out, being around a lot of people or a lot of noise, her car seat, strangers

Things she does/about her that makes us laugh: big smiles, her lower lip that juts out just before crying, and how she wiggles her hands and arms out of her swaddled blankets

Monday, October 10, 2016

Brody's Minecraft Birthday Party

Brody chose to have a Minecraft themed party for his seventh birthday.  We had 20 kids in attendance!  I made a creeper cake, as he requested.  It totally and utterly fell apart as I was icing it.  I was pretty frustrated!  Brody kindly assured me that it was great with the sides falling apart, because it looked like a grass block from the game.  I don't know if he really thought that or if he was just being nice, but he was happy, so I decided to be happy about it as well.  For the party we played two games: pass the Enderman (like hot potato) set to Minecraft parody songs, and pin the tail on the Minecraft pig with a cardboard Steve head used as a mask.  We all sang to the birthday boy, and enjoyed cake.  Then Brody opened his gifts.  He had asked for a drone and we happily obliged.  All the kids got to take home some TNT party poppers as a favor.  The party was loud and slightly wild, so in a seven year old boys' opinion, just perfect!



 


 


 

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Fall Soccer



The kids finished their season of fall soccer.  We celebrated the final game with lunch at Costa Vida.  This soccer season was a busy one for us with two different teams, who had practice on different nights, school starting and a new baby in the mix!  Although we all enjoyed the games, I think we were all happy when it came to an end so we'd not be stretched so thin.  The boys team was the Soccer Bombs.  They had many friends on the team they knew from the fitness center, and my boss was their coach.  They didn't win a single game, but did really hustle their last game and came out with a tie.  The twins played on a team, The Snakes, with a really good player (their coaches daughter) and thanks to her, they won every game... by a lot.  None of the kids made a goal this year, but it wasn't from lack of effort.  They assisted many goals, and were right with the ball most of the time.  The older boys played some great defense.  Palmer took a ball to the face one game that nearly knocked him over, but prevented a winning goal for the other team.  Brody also sacrificed his body during a game, hurting his knee, but keeping the other team from scoring a goal.  Both defensive moves lead to the two games that ended in a tie, instead of a loss for their team.

Monday, October 3, 2016

Phone Pictures


 Palmer and Brody know how to baby Violet.  They are so sweet with her!  They always want to be near her and they never get annoyed with her crying.

 A cute little smile from a cute little babe

 Grandma Betty found a bunch of nice stuffed animals at the D.I. and decided to make a homemade claw machine game for the kids during Sunday dinner.

 Avonlea loves to love on (smother) Violet.

 Gotta love baby yawns.

 Brody has been asking for an apple pie for months.  When the planned FHE treat was mysteriously missing from the freezer, I impulsively decided to whip this up during my busiest time of the day.   It caused a lot of stress amongst homework help, dinner prep, an hungry baby, and visitors.  I just about lost it that afternoon, but when it came out of the oven smelling oh so delicious, the kids were so excited, and I almost forgot how much drama it caused... almost.

General Conference Priesthood Session = pizza, pajamas, and 72 hour kits with the Ashbys

 Violet's cute chubby cheeks



an awesome park we visited to get out the wiggles between General Conference sessions