Sunday, June 18, 2017

Father's Day Reflections

I went to a baby shower recently where the women discussed how they could count on one hand how many times their husbands had given their kids baths or put them to bed by themselves or changed dirty diapers. And I realized anew how blessed and grateful I am for my husband.

Justin can (and does) do everything I do with the kids. He had almost no experience with babies before Lucy was born, but he learned as we went. He changed those gross dirty diapers in the hospital. When I cut Lucy's finger the first time I tried clipping her nails, he took over - and I haven't clipped any nails since then. He's always helped with baths, but when I was hugely pregnant with Levi he took over full time (I couldn't lean over the tub), and he still gives more baths than I do to this day!

We put the kids to bed together every night, but if ever I'm not home or not feeling well, he is 100% capable of doing it himself. He has his own songs he sings to the kids, he climbs in their beds and snuggles with them, he reads their bedtime stories and prays with them.


When we were in high school, before we were dating, I once overheard Justin say that he wouldn't be caught dead having a tea party with his future kids. Now, he probably drinks fake tea once a week!


He plays board games and paints nails and does hair and is better at dressing the kids than I am.


This morning I found a note that Lucy wrote him for Father's Day. It says this:
Thank you for being the most loveable, trustable, relieable, and niceist dad we could ever have! And congratulations for being the best dad in the world!
I couldn't have said it better myself. Happy Father's Day to my selfless, compassionate, loving husband. I wouldn't want to raise these wonderful, frustrating, amazing kids with anyone else!


















Saturday, June 17, 2017

The Saturday 7

1. My mopping injury is getting worse. I hurt my elbow/forearm vigorously mopping my floor two solid weeks ago and it still hurts just as bad - if not worse. After consulting Dr. Google, I've diagnosed myself with tendinitis aka tennis elbow. Most of the websites said it's a result of repetitive movement - especially when force is applied doing something new or unusual . . .you know, like mopping my floor. That's both new and unusual for me. Lol. Yesterday, I fished with Justin and vacuumed my house, so between casting and pushing the vacuum, my arm hurts worse than ever today. I can't use my pincer grasp, push buttons on the remote, pick things up from a downward motion - like picking up a pillow off the floor or grabbing my pop out of a cup holder. It is ridiculous. And of course it's my right arm. My mom had the same thing happen a few years ago and her pain lasted for months! That's what I get for cleaning, I guess!

2. We had our first real taste of summer this week with temps in the high 80s and low 90s most of the week. We live in an ancient farm house with no central air, so we were feeling it. Fortunately, we do have window AC units in our bedrooms, so we spent a lot of time hanging out in there. We also were fortunate to have a pool playdate with some friends. And we made our own sprinkler out of a pool noodle via Pinterest. It didn't work super well. The tutorial said to hang the noodle over a tree branch, but we don't have any low branches, so we used the clothesline, and the noodle kept falling off. Finally, when Daddy got home, he rigged it up on the soccer goal for maximum water spray-age.

3. Another of our fun summer activities this week was attending the magic show at the library. I wasn't sure how interested my girls would be, but they loved it. Lena kept turning around to me with an expression of shock when the magician pulled a dove out of his hat or kept spitting more and more ping-pong balls out of his mouth.
At the end of the show, the magician showed the kids how to do a few tricks, so the girls gave my parents a show when we got home.

4. I only read one book this week: Love's Reckoning by Laura Frantz. I loved it. It's exactly what I want in Christian fiction. It was my first book by Frantz, but I immediately placed a bunch more of hers on hold at the library.

5. Yesterday, we were invited to the cottage of a family friend to spend the evening swimming, fishing, and roasting marshmallows. Thanks to the aforementioned hot weather, the lake was super warm and my kids couldn't get enough of it - even Levi, who is usually wary of water.
Levi's butt prints leading down to the lake. Lol.

Swimming with Dad

Snacks with Uncle Jesse. Everyone was amazed by how much Levi eats. Haha. 


S'mores!


Trying to catch fish with nets.

Moving on to the fishing pole.

The girls each caught 6 or 7 of these tiny little fish right off the dock.

And Lucy got a decent sized sun-fish!

6. A friend shared this article on facebook: Dear thirtysomething moms - I see you. It's nothing earth-shattering. Just more reminders about how motherhood is so hard, but so worth it. I loved this part about having pool playdates with friends because it is so true:
Although we may be there in pairs or groups, our conversations are piecemeal, we cannot relax. Our focus is entirely on our children. We are tired. We are distracted. Our tankini-clad bodies are battle-scarred and utterly not what they used to be.
But this part also really resonated with me:
You see, the truth is, we thirtysomethings have let ourselves go. No. We have let our SELVES go. We have small children and for the next little while, our SELVES will not come first.
We will be sleeping (or not) according to the timetables of our toddlers and/or newborns and/or a combination of the above. Our hair will not be washed as often as we’d like. Sit-ups? What sit-ups? We will be wiping noses and bottoms and messes from the walls. We will be cooking what feels like continuously from breakfast to supper time and not leave the table until at least a forkful of peas have been eaten.
This seems to be my recurring theme this year - understanding that through the menial work of motherhood, I am learning to die to myself and sacrifice my selfishness for the sake of my kids. It's a humbling and sanctifying process, but one I'm so grateful to have - both for its eternal significance and its present blessings.

7. More pictures of those blessings . . .
Helping make cake pops

We went to a friend's big pool to swim and these two spent most of the time in this tiny baby pool. Haha.


Sprinkler fun



Pool boy
The humidity makes his curls crazy



Saturday, June 10, 2017

The Saturday 7

1. Lena and Levi had doctor appointments on Monday. Lena weighed in at 30 lbs and measured 39 inches. Levi was 20 lbs and 29 inches. Both tiny but growing on their own curve. Levi got one shot and didn't even cry! Lena had to get 3 shots and didn't cry either! My kids do not get their pain tolerance from me! Haha. The dr said it looks like Levi was just getting over an ear infection and told me to call her if he came down with a fever. He hasn't spiked a fever, but he's been acting weird all week. He went back to taking two naps a day, and has been clingy and whiny. Poor kid.

2. We had our appointment with Early On on Thursday. I was a little disappointed. The lady was fixated on getting Levi to crawl. I tried to tell her that he's so close to walking I think he's just going to skip crawling. But she insisted that crawling is an important developmental milestone and necessary for brain development. She was also really interested in his verbal development, which is not at all what I'm concerned about. He's a boy, a third child, and Lucy didn't talk 'til she was older either. But she wanted to see his tongue to make sure he wasn't tongue-tied, scolded me about his Binky usage, and gave me all kinds of helpful hints about naming objects and referring to myself as mama, and other stuff I obviously know after having two kids already.

3. This was our first week of summer vacation, so we started to implement some of our summer schedule. It was difficult because Lucy did art camp at school Tuesday through Thursday, so we couldn't do exactly what I planned. But the girls have been settling in to doing chores and they love checking the schedule to see what comes next all day. In an effort to reduce the amount of screen time they have, I decided to start reading to them during lunch. And in an attempt to broaden their horizons, I told them that I get to pick the book. They tolerated the first chapter of the first book, but it mysteriously disappeared. So then we started another one that they hated. Lucy cried the entire time I read. Finally, we got the first Little House on the Prairie book. They're not loving it (I don't blame them. It's kind of slow.), but they're tolerating it.

4. Part of our summer schedule is an attempt to do something fun together each day. I didn't do great with that this week, but we managed to do an easy craft and go to the library. And last night we had root beer floats and watched Trolls on Netflix.


5. I read a couple books this week: The Sweet Smell of Magnolias and Memories (didn't really like it), Jane of Austin (liked it a lot), and A Twist of Faith (loved it). Lucy also spent most of the week reading. Anytime I wasn't entertaining her, she was reading. She discovered the Little Sister books (spinoff/younger version of the Babysitter's Club). The books are from the 80s and the cover art is epic. Lol.

She's also been really into Kylie Jean. She told me she read 6 books this week!


6. And in big news this week: Levi took his first real steps today! He's been taking a couple falling steps here and there, but today he suddenly took off! He went back and forth between Justin and me over and over and over for an hour. He was so excited and happy. It was adorable.

Lucy was excited too. Lol. 
7. A few more pictures.



Lena Snapchats. Lol.



That mischievous little face . . .



Elbow deep in goldfish.

Pin It