Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Look on the bright side: Ashlyn successfully got all the yogurt out of the container! AND she got REALLY clean from two baths in less than two hours.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
I cannot help but wonder if I did something wrong. What did I NOT do, or what did I do? I guess this is just how a mother thinks sometimes.
My heart is aching.
Please join me in praying for Ashlyn as she is in the Hands of the Great Physician.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Oh, you know, those random made up songs that you sing throughout the day that have no meaning, no rhythm, and are usually off key.
There is no specific tune to "The Mom Song," just whatever comes to mind at the moment...
**"I am washing the dishes, I hate doing the dishes, la la la..."
**"Oh you girls are so beautiful, and funny, and I love you..."
**"Please stop yelling, please stop crying, please stop stop stop..."
OR "The Mom Song" is a song where you make up words to an already well-known tune.
Sing to the tune of Old McDonald:
Little Ashlyn is crabby today, e i e i o.
And in this house, she won't stop crying, e i e i o.
With a wa wa here,
and a wa wa there,
here a wa,
there a wa,
everywhere a wa wa.
I am usually guilty of singing "The Mom Song" on a daily basis in the privacy of my own home. Have you sung "The Mom Song?"
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
I usually don't have much time to blog due to three girls that remain nameless.
My guess is that you, my reader, don't have too much time to read long blog posts either... if you are anything like me.
Thanks for stopping by in the midst of your busy day!
Monday, October 10, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
We stood in awe of the mountains in the distance as we felt like we could reach the blue sky. We observed nature, smelled the flowers, and looked for bear. We took a rest in the grass and watched the neighbor's horses gallop below. We breathed the fresh Fall air and savored the moment.
We savored the moment.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
1. I drive a mini van.
2. I drive a mini van with the windows rolled down blasting a Barney CD.
3. I drive a mini van with the windows rolled down blasting a Barney CD and I am singing along.
4. All of the above can be a little embarrassing as I drive through the college campus in our town.
(Added note: When I realized the volume of the my voice and the genre of music while driving through the college campus with the students walking about, I turned down the tunes and stopped pumping my fists).
(Another added note: At least the kids were in the van, and I wasn't doing these activities solo, you can at least give me credit for that).
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Friday, September 30, 2011
(Of course this is only if the girls aren't injured, choking, or having another emergency that cannot wait).
Whine more= I take more time.
I know I might not win the best parent award.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Me: Yikes, ok.
Mariah: Can I say it now?
Me: No (Ambria was within hearing distance)
Mariah: It is the S word. Sh, sh, sh
Me: (heart beating a little faster)
Mariah: s-h-u-t u-p
Me: Oh. Ok. You are right, let's not say that word.
My heart rate returned to normal and I was relieved. I know it won't be too much longer before Mariah hears swear words, but for now, I am glad she thinks shut up is a bad word.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
The kind of sick where:
*you want to cuddle and hold the child ALL day, but you have to get SOMETHING done
*you try everything to calm them, even walk outside and point at ants and leaves to distract them
*you HOPE they will take a good nap, BUT you aren't sure how long they will sleep so you hurry/scurry around the house as fast as you can in hopes of getting something accomplished
*you cringe a little when you hear the first whimper after a nap because you know the crying is about to start again
*you keep looking for other signs to figure out what is bothering the child: teeth popping through, snotty nose, drool, but the child gives you no other symptoms so you have no idea what is wrong
*you are prepared at any minute for puke-age...just in case :)
*you aren't sure if you should call the doctor, one minute the child seems ok the next they are screaming their head off
It was that kind of day around here.
Oh, and PS, I didn't call the doctor and Ashlyn was fine after a few days. It was a long few days, but thank goodness she is feeling better.
I am famous!!
No, not really.
I submitted a short story for the column entitled "It Happened to Me" which is about safety tips for other parents. After I submitted the story, an editor contacted me and we had some dialog over the phone and email because the editors felt my story could be helpful to other parents. The magazine also wanted a picture of Mariah (because the incident happened to her when she was little).
So, wa-la! My 15 minutes (more like 15 seconds) of fame is for a parenting mistake that I made. I am hoping that other parents learn from my mistake so "it doesn't happen to them" and their kiddos. It is just a short paragraph, but still kind of fun. Mariah loved seeing herself in the magazine and took it to school to show all her friends.
(Am I going to tell you what the story is about? Nope. Go read the article. Page 38. And then you can tell me how horrible of a parent I am.)
Monday, September 12, 2011
As I said good-bye to Ambria on the first day of preschool, it made me wonder if I spent enough time with her before she started her school years. It made me wonder if I taught her anything that she will carry through life with her. I wonder if I was a good mom to Ambria for her first 4 1/2 years.
I will always wonder about these questions, but as I let go of her hand and walked out of her classroom, I saw her big smile and that reassured me that she will be ok.
What I do know is that SHE has taught me many lessons that I will never forget along the way.
We love you, Ambria! We are proud of you!
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
"NO, Ashlyn, you can't..."
*put Q-tips in your mouth
*turn the tv on and off
*crawl all the way down the driveway into the road
*drink liquid soap
*drink salad dressing
*suck on the cooking spray
*play with the China tea set
*eat toilet paper
*drink toilet water
*suck on shoes
*eat cotton balls
We try to use the "art of distraction," rather than say "no" all the time but Ashlyn is figuring out our "art of distraction" and doesn't fall for it much anymore. Darn.
We have been busy chasing the little stinker lately.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
I have already heard Mariah say things like this:
*I don't like teachers because they make you do stuff
*I'm not going to school
*I'm not excited (this was on Day 2)
*School is boring
*Can I be an early dismissal? (this was on Day 3)
IT IS ONLY DAY 5!! 175 more days to go...I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
Here is a picture of Mariah on the first day of school. It was a forced smile. (She actually was pretty excited for the first day, but she wasn't thrilled about taking pictures).
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Fun, yes. Routine-ish, yes.
Sometimes as a mother, I just get caught up in the schedule and/or routine. I feel like I just 'go through the motions,' and I get through the day.
I like a schedule and the kids do best when they know the schedule for the day as well, but I just, well, I don't know...
I am feeling a little uninspired.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE being able to be a stay at home mom. It is a HUGE blessing and I am very grateful, but as with any 'job' I just feel, well, I don't know...
Anyone else know what I mean??
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Mariah and Ambria were ahead on most of their milestones when they were younger. Ashlyn, well, not so much. She is taking her sweet time.
The doctor thinks that Ashlyn is 3-4 months behind on many of her milestones for a one year old. Socially, Ashlyn is doing well, but she is behind physically. Of course, she is tiny, she has never been on the growth chart. She formed her "own" curve on the chart but now has slipped off her curve a little. This is no surprise, both sides of the family are petite, but we will try to increase her daily calorie intake. She is having a few feeding issues and difficulty with food textures so we are working on this as well.
Ashlyn also has poor muscle tone in her legs. I am hoping she is just being lazy, and that she just thinks standing and/or pulling up is overrated. The doctor will reevaluate her leg muscle tone in a few months and in the meantime, we will work on strengthening those little legs.
Until then, we will just keep on keeping on with our Little Miss Ashlyn, who brings us more and more joy each day!
Saturday, July 30, 2011
We peered through the darkness and saw fireflies light up the yard.
We heard thunder rolling in the distance.
We saw flashes of lightning over the mountains.
We felt the wind in our hair.
We heard tree frogs and crickets.
We felt each other's heartbeat as we cuddled under the night sky.
She stopped crying.
Friday, July 29, 2011
I can't stop thinking about my new purchase and I am so excited. I laughed and asked my husband if it would look funny if I just wore the ERGO with no kid in it. He said probably. :)
Love, love, love my ERGO!
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Well, that was two weeks ago. Now her teeth are still loose and are turning gray. Yikes!!
A trip to a new dentist 35 minutes away, revealed no cracked baby teeth and no cracked adult teeth. Hooray! The dentist is hoping the gray color will fade as the mouth trauma and nerves heal. I am hoping for this too!!
Saturday, July 23, 2011
*I take care of young kids
*It is a bragging tactic that says: Everyone take note, I feed my kids healthy food like green beans and NEVER junk food :)
*My shirt is a makeshift washcloth
*I need to do laundry
*I have had better days
*Crusty green beans on my shirt is a totally acceptable fashion accessory
*I have worn this shirt two days in a row because I knew I would get some sort of food or snot splattered on me again so why dirty a clean shirt
*I love my kids so much that I have no shame in wearing dried, crusty green beans
*Shoot, I totally didn't know this was on my shirt and I wore it out in public!!
Friday, July 22, 2011
It is the day where I sneak the blankie away without the child seeing and I quickly whisk it away into the soap filled washing machine.
It is the day when the "blankie substitute" comes out but is quickly identified as a fraud, and there are tears when the "true" blankie is discovered "missing."
It is the day when I have to secretly disappear into the laundry room to switch the blankie from the washing machine into the warm dryer (because we all know it can be a travesty if the child sees the WET blankie!)
This is the day when you wish the dryer would HURRY UP!
It is the day when cheers from mother and child can be heard from the laundry room when the blankie comes out of the warm dryer smelling fresh again and is returned safely to its rightful owner.
How do I know all this?? How am I a Security Blanket Washing Day expert?
I have been on both sides of this Washing Day dilemma.
I remember my childhood blankie, my green and white blankie with lace on the edges. I remember the slow discinegration as holes appeared in my overly used blankie. I remember the smell of the "fraud" and I remember the feel of the "substitute"
Two of our three daughters have a beloved blanket and I feel their pain on Washing Day.
My name is Jamie, and I am a security blanket expert.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
I have still noticed her eyes crossing at various times during the day, especially when she eats and when she is tired.
As noted before, I was having trouble keeping the eye patches on Ashlyn, as she would rip them off as soon as I covered her eye. This was beyond frustrating (probably for her as well). Because of this obstacle, we have not done the patches for the past three weeks. (I know, shame, shame).
So, at the check up, the doctor said that Ashlyn was still favoring one eye. Rather than continue the patches, (aka: rip off these stupid things as soon as my mom puts them on my face) the doctor prescribed some eye drops.
The eye drops are similar to the medicine used to dilate your eyes at the eye doctor. I am supposed to just put one drop in Ashlyn's good eye, which will dilate her pupils and make her vision blurry in her good eye. This will force Ashlyn to keep using her weak eye to see. We have not started the drops yet, so hopefully it will go smoothly and Ashlyn won't get too frustrated while her one eye is blurry. The doctor wants to see Ashlyn again in two months to check her progress.
We are continuing to pray for healing for Ashlyn's eyes and that she continues to show improvement.
Friday, July 15, 2011
This morning I was feeding Ashlyn and the girls were eating breakfast and all of a sudden, the Leap Frog Learning Table burst out into full song and lights from in the living room. WEIRD!! The table didn't just go through one song or part of a song, it kept playing and playing and playing until we had to turn it off.
Just sayin'. Kinda crazy.
(Added note: I know sometimes toys do this when the batteries are low but I just changed the batteries a few weeks ago. I guess the table just has a mind of its own. Now, if more toys start to do this random music playing.....)
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
On our walk, we look at the plant life, smell the flowers, observe insects, collect rocks, search for wildlife, listen to the birds, pick up litter, talk about the weather, and our favorite part: taste raspberries and blackberries!
Little do the girls know, we are a walking science lesson. Ha. I guess that is the teacher in me. And another thing, I actually look forward to this time as well. I am enjoying the hike as much as the girls...especially when they want to hold my hand.
I will walk with my girls forever.
Memorable moments with my girls.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Aa: after, about, again, another, around
Bb: beautiful, because, before
Cc: children, called, city
On each page, there were also blank lines for the students to write in their own words.
As I flipped through Mariah's First Grade Dictionary, I saw that she only wrote in a few words....
Jj: Justin Bebr (Bieber)
Pp: Poop, pee
We got a good laugh. I will be saving this dictionary in her keepsake box! Hahaha!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Ashlyn's first birthday is next Sunday, June 19. I will forever remember the days leading up to her delivery. I spent a few days looking out at the mountains from the hospital window wondering when I would be discharged and put on bed rest, little did I know, this would not be the case.
I was put through countless tests, needle pokes, and ultrasounds to monitor myself and the baby. I remember my husband and the girls coming to visit me, the girls anxious and curious as to why I was in the hospital and not at home. I remember the nurses and doctors coming into my room at 2:00am saying that the tests did not come back good and they are taking me to labor and delivery to start the induction. From my new room, IV's were started and continuous meds were given, making me feel horrible, groggy, and nauseous.
Ashlyn was delivered, healthy and hungry. The moments following her birth as I hemorrhaged and lost consciousness. I remember in a blurred, cloudy vision, my husband pacing, crying, and praying, nurses running and doctors scurrying. After a while, I remember the doctor staring in my face, asking me questions that I was unable to answer. I was unable to hold my newborn baby girl because I was so weak.
Friday, June 3, 2011
**Gerber Puffs tag line should be: "Throw this tasteless miracle food at your kid and they will be happy and satisfied for at least five minutes...and then repeat process to satisfy your child again...because for some reason kids LOVE Puffs!"
**I carry a small container of Puffs in my purse, and in my car, and in the diaper bag, and if they would fit, I would put some in my husbands wallet too.
**The Gerber Puff can also be called "staller food." Aka: Stop crying because your food is not ready yet.
**I bet if these tasteless puffs were dipped in chocolate, adults would love them too.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Dora: (unnecessarily yelling) "SAY BACKPACK!"
My girls: BACKPACK! Backpack, backpack!
Go, Diego, Go has his own commands and list of questions, as does Little Einsteins, and on and on.
The point: MY GIRLS LISTEN!
Um, yeah, pretty frustrating when I am trying to get the girls to do something, like clean up their toys or clear the table, I EVEN SAY PLEASE, and they 'can't hear me' or they just plain don't want to listen to me.
At times, I feel like Dora has more leverage than me.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Mariah lost her first tooth back in April. This was a memorable experience for the whole family as we waited patiently for Mariah to get "brave" and pull out her then 'hanging by a thread' tooth. She did it. We cheered.
As a mother, it was emotional for me as my oldest daughter reached yet another milestone.
That night, instead of placing the tooth under her purple pillow, Mariah placed the shiny tooth on her dresser. She did not want the Tooth Fairy to take this precious piece of her life. She didn't want the Tooth Fairy to fly off with her prized possession.
The Tooth Fairy did not show up. The Tooth Fairy did not steal the tooth out from under her. The Tooth Fairy did not have Mariah's permission to visit.
Mariah took her tooth to school for Show and Tell the following week and her teacher gave her a cool 'tooth necklace' to place her tooth in. Mariah came home from school skipping, smiling, and even more proud of her tooth, now inside the plastic necklace.
Mariah proudly shows me the necklace after school and opens it up to reveal her first tooth. She exclaims, "look, mom, there is A LOT more space in here for the rest of my teeth!"
What does this mean? Mariah wants to keep her teeth.
I asked Mariah if she ever plans to place her teeth under her pillow (not to catch the Tooth Fairy off guard) and she thought MAYBE she would after 5 or 10 teeth have fallen out and then she would put them ALL under her pillow and see what the Tooth Fairy would leave for her.
Interesting. Not the 'normal' Tooth Fairy story.
Unique and inventive...just like my Mariah.
As seen in this picture, Mariah has since lost ANOTHER tooth! Tooth #1 and Tooth #2 reside inside the plastic necklace to this day.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Here is a pretty cool new eye patch (but of course it is more expensive). It has glitter and sparkles on it!! Mariah and Ambria were jealous of this stylish piece of **bling**.
The first month or so of patching went well and Ashlyn tolerated them REALLY well....but....that wore off and now she HATES them!!! She attempts to rip them off within a few seconds of me putting on the patch, and most times she is successful.
Rip off first patch.
Rip it off.
I get upset.
Money down the drain.
Try to hold Ashlyn's hand, push her hand away, say 'no', distract her with snacks, distract her with toys, go outside.
One day, Ashlyn was playing in the living room while wearing her eye patch. I walked in to check on her and she looked like she was up to no good. Upon closer inspection, she was eating something. I pry open her mouth to find...HER EYE PATCH! Ashlyn now rips off her eye patch ASAP and tries to EAT them. So, not only do I now have to try to keep the patch on her eye, I also have to make sure that if she does successfully tears it off and eats it, that she doesn't choke on it. Nice.
Eye patch therapy just got a little more difficult.
Our new idea and pretty much last resort: we put socks on her hands. I am sure it is only a matter of time before she learns to get the socks off too. Lovely.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Ambria: "Mom, what channel is Dora?"
Ambria: "Mom, dad left the sports channel on."
Me: "Push 3...0...1"
Boom. She knows her numbers. :)
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
1. What made you happy today?
2. What made you sad today?
3. What made you angry today?
Each person in the family, even me and my husband, gets a chance to speak and everyone else has to be polite and listen.
Of course, this can prove to be interesting on some occasions. When we started this tradition, Ambria was just learning to talk. We would ask her what made her happy, and her response was, "happy." On other days, we get looonngg drawn out stories from Mariah about good and/or bad things that happened at school and who her best friend of the day is, or what new club has been started and what friend was left out.
We learn new things are each member of the family.
The girls learn that mom and dad have emotions too.
We learn more about each of the girls' personalities, likes, and dislikes.
We learn about events at school.
We learn to respect each family member and validate their feelings.
I really enjoy this tradition. I can only imagine that stories will get more interesting as the girls get older, well, I guess if they don't refuse to talk and have an attitude...
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Funny, but really, pretty much true when you have young kiddos.
This is what grocery shopping by myself looks like:
*not taking forever to get kids unloaded from the van and into the shopping cart
*not having to look for and disinfect a shopping cart with one of those cool drivable pretend cars attached to the front of it.
*not having to push a gigantic shopping cart with one of those cool cars attached to the front of it
*not having to attempt to shove a Puff into the baby's mouth every 30 seconds while trying not to interrupt our forward momentum and slow our pace
*not continuously telling a child to stay in the cart at all times and keep hand and feet inside the vehicle
*having no kids means I can take my time, I can look at food options, I can look at my coupons, I can notice new products, and did I mention, take my time
*I don't have to worry about getting home before nap time, lunch time, crabby time, bed time, etc.
The downside to shopping alone:
*no cute kiddos to smile, coo, and talk to
*I can't blame talking to myself on the kids and just act like I was pretending to talk to them when in all actuality, I was audibly talking to myself about which kind of cereal I should buy or if that produce looks and feels ripe enough. (Oh, and don't worry, I felt pretty stupid when I noticed a man staring at me while I was chatting to myself. Feelin' pretty sweet).
Friday, April 15, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
So, this picture says so much more than the actual events:
This is how the shot went:
Me: (I place Ashlyn between her big sisters)
"Now, girls, look at the camera. Ashlyn! Ashlyn! Ashlyn! Ambria, put the umbrella down. Ok, Ambria then just peek at me from behind the umbrella. Mariah, turn around. Mariah, please turn around."
Girls: no response and/or opposite response for what I was looking for and/or wanted for this cute little picture of the three girls having a picnic.
Although I didn't get the girls sitting all cute on the blanket, what the photograph encompases is so much more. The picture expresses all three of the girls' personalities.
In one word:
I will look back on this priceless photograph for many years to come and I will be able to remember the stages each of the girls were in during the time of this shot.
I love it and I love them.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Last night was one of those nights...
As I drove out of the driveway, I audibly cheered.
I didn't turn on any music.
I just drove and relaxed in the quiet.
(and I think I even cheered again).