On Tuesday I had another check up.
For the most part, all is well.
My belly is measuring perfectly.
Peyton was head down at my appointment... the kid moves constantly, and right now I'm pretty sure he's sideways.
His heart sounded good. It was beating a little faster than normal, but nothing to be concerned about.
The only concern is that I've had a few episodes of time-able contractions. Even though this is "normal" for me at this point, it's still causes a little worry about pre-term labor issues. We talked about a plan for when I need to call and when I can just chill and hope they go away... a plan that I like better than what I've always been told in previous pregnancies.
And I go back in two weeks... or a week and a half or so now since it's been a couple days!:)
Thursday, November 6, 2014
Sunday, November 2, 2014
I am Grateful!
[I know I normally don't write post like this, but I felt the need to share. So be warned before you read that this post isn't really about my kiddos... it's about something God has been teaching me.]
During this pregnancy, several couples we know have lost babies. Several have had their babies born way to early. Some have been born sleeping. Others have been only here on Earth for a few minutes or a few hours. Another was born full term, but because of heart and lung disease, was only with his mommy and daddy for six months.
My heart hurts so much for these mommies. I haven't necessary reached out to them all because often I don't have words to say, but I have prayed for them often. Most days, several times a day. By name. Asking God to somehow comfort them. I have also cried for them.
I can't even imagine the pain these mommies have felt.
But, it makes me grateful for so much.
It makes me grateful for the 104 weeks (so far) I have spent of my life growing humans inside me. For all the kicks and punches. For the growing pains. For the puking. For the weird cravings. For the shortness of breathe. For the back pain. For the 60 hours of labor (so far).
It makes grateful for the child I only was able to carry inside me for a few short weeks. For the fact that I am able to show Kyle and Emily ultrasound pictures of their brother or sister that was in my belly with them. For the hope of someday meeting my child I was never able to hold in my arms and watch grow up.
It makes me grateful that I have gotten to snuggle and care for three tiny babies. For the sleepless nights. For the little cries (and big ones). For the giggles. For the smiles.
It makes me grateful that I have had the opportunity to watch three kiddos learn to roll over. Learn to sit up. Learn to crawl. Learn to walk. Learn to get into EVERYTHING!
It makes me grateful that I have had the privilege of providing nourishment for my children; that for their first six months of life or so, my body made everything they needed to grow. For my breastpump. For bottles. For a child who only likes it from the source. For my boobs!
It makes me grateful for dirty diapers. For pee. For poop.
It makes me grateful for spit up. For puke. For snot.
It makes me grateful that I have the honor of watching my boys wrestle. For watching my boys pick on their sister. For breaking up fights. For having to teach my children to be kind to each other. For children who play together. For witnessing the love they have for each other.
It makes me grateful for all the frustrations. For the fact that my kids are hear to annoy me and test my patience. For the fact that I get to have meltdowns because some days are a little more than I can handle.
I am grateful for the kisses. For the hugs. For the "I love you"'s. For the "Sorry"'s.
I am grateful for the expenses. For the beds we can provide for our children to sleep in. For the roof we can pay for to provide shelter for our kids. For the food we are able to buy to feed hungry bellies. For the car seats we get to buy as our children grow. For the new clothes and shoes we get to provide every few months. For the things that have to be replaced because a little person destroyed them. [For the grandmas and grandpas that help us out!]
I am grateful for messes. For having to teach my kiddos to pick up their toys. For having to clean up.
I am grateful for the opportunity to feed my children. For the ability to teach them to eat. For watching them eat. For messes. For spilled milk. For flying food. For the "Thank You"'s that come after a meal.
I am grateful for healthy children. For Celiac's disease and gluten free food.
I am grateful for this crazy job of being a mommy. For the good and for the bad. For the smiles and for the tears. For the joys and for the frustration.
I am grateful for Emily Doris.
I am grateful for Kyle Myron.
I am grateful for Colby Thomas.
I am grateful for Peyton William.
I am grateful!
During this pregnancy, several couples we know have lost babies. Several have had their babies born way to early. Some have been born sleeping. Others have been only here on Earth for a few minutes or a few hours. Another was born full term, but because of heart and lung disease, was only with his mommy and daddy for six months.
My heart hurts so much for these mommies. I haven't necessary reached out to them all because often I don't have words to say, but I have prayed for them often. Most days, several times a day. By name. Asking God to somehow comfort them. I have also cried for them.
I can't even imagine the pain these mommies have felt.
But, it makes me grateful for so much.
It makes me grateful for the 104 weeks (so far) I have spent of my life growing humans inside me. For all the kicks and punches. For the growing pains. For the puking. For the weird cravings. For the shortness of breathe. For the back pain. For the 60 hours of labor (so far).
It makes grateful for the child I only was able to carry inside me for a few short weeks. For the fact that I am able to show Kyle and Emily ultrasound pictures of their brother or sister that was in my belly with them. For the hope of someday meeting my child I was never able to hold in my arms and watch grow up.
It makes me grateful that I have gotten to snuggle and care for three tiny babies. For the sleepless nights. For the little cries (and big ones). For the giggles. For the smiles.
It makes me grateful that I have had the opportunity to watch three kiddos learn to roll over. Learn to sit up. Learn to crawl. Learn to walk. Learn to get into EVERYTHING!
It makes me grateful that I have had the privilege of providing nourishment for my children; that for their first six months of life or so, my body made everything they needed to grow. For my breastpump. For bottles. For a child who only likes it from the source. For my boobs!
It makes me grateful for dirty diapers. For pee. For poop.
It makes me grateful for spit up. For puke. For snot.
It makes me grateful that I have the honor of watching my boys wrestle. For watching my boys pick on their sister. For breaking up fights. For having to teach my children to be kind to each other. For children who play together. For witnessing the love they have for each other.
It makes me grateful for all the frustrations. For the fact that my kids are hear to annoy me and test my patience. For the fact that I get to have meltdowns because some days are a little more than I can handle.
I am grateful for the kisses. For the hugs. For the "I love you"'s. For the "Sorry"'s.
I am grateful for the expenses. For the beds we can provide for our children to sleep in. For the roof we can pay for to provide shelter for our kids. For the food we are able to buy to feed hungry bellies. For the car seats we get to buy as our children grow. For the new clothes and shoes we get to provide every few months. For the things that have to be replaced because a little person destroyed them. [For the grandmas and grandpas that help us out!]
I am grateful for messes. For having to teach my kiddos to pick up their toys. For having to clean up.
I am grateful for the opportunity to feed my children. For the ability to teach them to eat. For watching them eat. For messes. For spilled milk. For flying food. For the "Thank You"'s that come after a meal.
I am grateful for healthy children. For Celiac's disease and gluten free food.
I am grateful for this crazy job of being a mommy. For the good and for the bad. For the smiles and for the tears. For the joys and for the frustration.
I am grateful for Emily Doris.
I am grateful for Kyle Myron.
I am grateful for Colby Thomas.
I am grateful for Peyton William.
I am grateful!
Thursday, October 30, 2014
21 Months Old! (Plus a few days!)
On Tuesday, Colby turned 21 months old! I thought about it on Monday.... but never got around to starting a post. And then Brent's work schedule is weird this week due to a missions trip, so I was then thrown off and completely forgot about it... But, late is better than never!
I'm not sure which is a crazier thought... the fact that Colby is going to be two in three short months... or that his baby brother is going to be born, hopefully just before he turns two, and his life is going to change!
The past month, Colby has seemed to left all that baby stuff behind and is 100% toddler... going on three years old! He tries to do everything and anything Kyle and Emily do, and most of the time he is successful!
All of a sudden, Colby is talking non-stop! He has too many new words to list and has become very vocal about what he wants and when he wants it. Some of the words/phrases we hear often are "no," "me," "please," "thank you," "socks," "more," "Kyky," "Emmy," "moon," "milk," "yellow," "butt" (as in diaper), "boob,"... animal names and noises, anything Kyle says... He's also started to say "Love you" in the past week or so, and it's normally accompanied by a hug and a kiss!
Colby's favorite color by far is yellow. I'm not sure if it's because its one of the few colors he recognizes and can say, or if he actually loves the color. But if there is an option for something yellow, Colby wants it. He gets very excited about anything yellow and has to make sure that he points it out. He also has started to whine if his diaper isn't yellow... which is tough because we only have so many yellow diapers... He also has started to pick out and say orange and blue.
When I've been doing school with Kyle and Emily, Colby normally participates too. The past few weeks, he's started to pick out and recognize letters. Normally, when we do a letter, we had a worksheet with several pictures on it of objects that start with the letter we are working on, plus a few other objects. He used to color everything on the page, but with the last few letters, he can only colored the objects that start with that letter. He also picks out letter off the play mat in the toy room and can tell me what most of the are!
Since we've moved, Colby has been helping pick out his jammies and his clothes! He loves to pick out yellow shirts and anything with Elmo on it. It's kind of fun to watch him pick out his clothes... and sometimes frustrating when he wants to wear something that's too warm or not warm enough for the day.
Along with being more vocal, Colby has been enjoying singing. Kyle and Emily sing often, and he has started to join in. He sometimes makes them mad because he normally doesn't have the right words or tune, but he seems to enjoy himself!
Colby and the stairs are scary! He wants to walk like a big boy up and down the stairs. He normally does okay if he's holding a hand, but often, he doesn't want to hold a hand because Kyle and Emily aren't. More times than not, we just end up carrying him to make sure he doesn't fall.
Colby is down to just nursing at bedtime! When we moved, we kind of just stopped nursing at rest time (which might have something to do with the no nap). He still asks for "boob" at bed time and cries hysterically if he thinks I'm not going to feed him... so for now, we will let it continue. I am eating pretty much back to normal though (not that it really includes a whole lot of gluten is our pretty much gluten free house), and it hasn't really been seeming to cause him any tummy or poop issues.
As we've backed off breastfeeding more and more, it does seem like Colby is getting more and more sensitive to gluten. Normally when he gets gluten in his system, he has a belly ache about six hours later and nasty black poop. This past weekend we were with family... and there was gluten. I'm guessing someone touched his hand after they ate gluten and he got a little bit in his system. I could tell his belly hurt a little bit (luckily he didn't have his all our screaming fit he normally does), but lots of nasty black poopy diapers let us know he got some gluten in his system.
As you can see from the pictures, he has a mouth full of teeth. He has six on top and four on bottom. His two that he broke seem fine. The dentist said they may turn brown or black and fall out, but they still aren't showing any signs of that yet!
Over all, he still is the happy, smiley Colby he has always been, just with a new strong willed stubborn streak! He just seems to think that he's a big boy now and should be able to do everything his big brother and sister can do! We love our stinkerpotamus like crazy and are very grateful God has allowed us to be his mommy and daddy!
I'm not sure which is a crazier thought... the fact that Colby is going to be two in three short months... or that his baby brother is going to be born, hopefully just before he turns two, and his life is going to change!
The past month, Colby has seemed to left all that baby stuff behind and is 100% toddler... going on three years old! He tries to do everything and anything Kyle and Emily do, and most of the time he is successful!
All of a sudden, Colby is talking non-stop! He has too many new words to list and has become very vocal about what he wants and when he wants it. Some of the words/phrases we hear often are "no," "me," "please," "thank you," "socks," "more," "Kyky," "Emmy," "moon," "milk," "yellow," "butt" (as in diaper), "boob,"... animal names and noises, anything Kyle says... He's also started to say "Love you" in the past week or so, and it's normally accompanied by a hug and a kiss!
Colby's favorite color by far is yellow. I'm not sure if it's because its one of the few colors he recognizes and can say, or if he actually loves the color. But if there is an option for something yellow, Colby wants it. He gets very excited about anything yellow and has to make sure that he points it out. He also has started to whine if his diaper isn't yellow... which is tough because we only have so many yellow diapers... He also has started to pick out and say orange and blue.
When I've been doing school with Kyle and Emily, Colby normally participates too. The past few weeks, he's started to pick out and recognize letters. Normally, when we do a letter, we had a worksheet with several pictures on it of objects that start with the letter we are working on, plus a few other objects. He used to color everything on the page, but with the last few letters, he can only colored the objects that start with that letter. He also picks out letter off the play mat in the toy room and can tell me what most of the are!
Since we've moved, Colby has been helping pick out his jammies and his clothes! He loves to pick out yellow shirts and anything with Elmo on it. It's kind of fun to watch him pick out his clothes... and sometimes frustrating when he wants to wear something that's too warm or not warm enough for the day.
Along with being more vocal, Colby has been enjoying singing. Kyle and Emily sing often, and he has started to join in. He sometimes makes them mad because he normally doesn't have the right words or tune, but he seems to enjoy himself!
Colby and the stairs are scary! He wants to walk like a big boy up and down the stairs. He normally does okay if he's holding a hand, but often, he doesn't want to hold a hand because Kyle and Emily aren't. More times than not, we just end up carrying him to make sure he doesn't fall.
Colby is enjoying his big boy bed. You can read about that here, if you haven't already! :) The big boy bed means naps pretty much aren't happening any more, but we are still trying for rest time most days! Hopefully soon he'll actually stay in bed and rest during rest time at least... I really miss my rest time!
Colby is down to just nursing at bedtime! When we moved, we kind of just stopped nursing at rest time (which might have something to do with the no nap). He still asks for "boob" at bed time and cries hysterically if he thinks I'm not going to feed him... so for now, we will let it continue. I am eating pretty much back to normal though (not that it really includes a whole lot of gluten is our pretty much gluten free house), and it hasn't really been seeming to cause him any tummy or poop issues.
As we've backed off breastfeeding more and more, it does seem like Colby is getting more and more sensitive to gluten. Normally when he gets gluten in his system, he has a belly ache about six hours later and nasty black poop. This past weekend we were with family... and there was gluten. I'm guessing someone touched his hand after they ate gluten and he got a little bit in his system. I could tell his belly hurt a little bit (luckily he didn't have his all our screaming fit he normally does), but lots of nasty black poopy diapers let us know he got some gluten in his system.
As you can see from the pictures, he has a mouth full of teeth. He has six on top and four on bottom. His two that he broke seem fine. The dentist said they may turn brown or black and fall out, but they still aren't showing any signs of that yet!
Over all, he still is the happy, smiley Colby he has always been, just with a new strong willed stubborn streak! He just seems to think that he's a big boy now and should be able to do everything his big brother and sister can do! We love our stinkerpotamus like crazy and are very grateful God has allowed us to be his mommy and daddy!
Colby and His Big Boy Bed!
A few days ago Colby figured out how to get his sleep sack off... and then he figured out he could climb out of his crib when he got it off... and then he figured out how to climb out of his crib with his sleep sack on... so, as much as I didn't want it to be time... it was time...
Colby now has a big boy bed!
He thinks it's great that he can get in and out of bed all by himself just like Kyle and Emily!
Mommy isn't thinking it's so great, but it is what it is!
It's been a week now... and it's kind of been a long week.
Night time has gone pretty well. Colby is still nursing before he goes to bed, and most of the time, he's asleep when I put him in bed, so he stays there and sleeps. The first few nights, he did fall out of bed several times throughout the night. Most of the time, he got back into bed himself and went right back to sleep. A few times, we had to go in and put him back to bed because he didn't wake up from falling! I think he's finally gotten the hang of not falling out of bed while sleeping though...
Rest time is a whole other story! It's been a long week because of rest time! Since we've moved, the boys have struggled to take good rests. They like to distract each other and keep each other wake. When Colby all of a sudden had this new freedom of being able to get out of bed as he pleases... and Kyle loves to tell on him... There has been lots of screaming and crying... lots of mommy get very frustrated with two little boys... and not much resting! Hopefully soon things will get back to "normal" and the boys will get some sort of rest in the afternoon!
Colby now has a big boy bed!
He thinks it's great that he can get in and out of bed all by himself just like Kyle and Emily!
Mommy isn't thinking it's so great, but it is what it is!
It's been a week now... and it's kind of been a long week.
Night time has gone pretty well. Colby is still nursing before he goes to bed, and most of the time, he's asleep when I put him in bed, so he stays there and sleeps. The first few nights, he did fall out of bed several times throughout the night. Most of the time, he got back into bed himself and went right back to sleep. A few times, we had to go in and put him back to bed because he didn't wake up from falling! I think he's finally gotten the hang of not falling out of bed while sleeping though...
Rest time is a whole other story! It's been a long week because of rest time! Since we've moved, the boys have struggled to take good rests. They like to distract each other and keep each other wake. When Colby all of a sudden had this new freedom of being able to get out of bed as he pleases... and Kyle loves to tell on him... There has been lots of screaming and crying... lots of mommy get very frustrated with two little boys... and not much resting! Hopefully soon things will get back to "normal" and the boys will get some sort of rest in the afternoon!
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