Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Time flies when you have 3 kids


I don't know if it is the fact that I'm getting older, not sleeping, have 3 children, or a combination of all the above but time seems to fly. Some days and some nights seem like they go on forever, but somehow the weeks and months keep running. Anyway, I thought I should update my blog with what is going on these days. 

Lila is now 10 months old and is just the sweetest little thing ever. She is almost always happy and takes a lot of love from her brothers that is nowhere near as gentle as I would like. She has been climbing up the stairs for months and has still not learned how to go down despite my efforts to teacher her (I think she can't figure out how to turn around and back up so her feet are headed down first). 

She loves baths, her blankie, and scavenging for food and bits of paper or garbage on the kitchen floor. So far she has eaten most anything we have tried to feed her and starts jabbering impatiently if she is in her high chair too long before food comes. The boys like to distract her while she is eating and she likes to look at them and that can make feeding her pretty messy. 

She recently started to take the lead on peek-a-boo and it is adorable. She will hide behind her bib, blanket, or the door and then laugh when I excitedly acknowledge that she is back. 

Kyle is my big three year old boy (sporting the awesome lederhosen looking knit romper I am almost finished making. I have been on a knitting kick recently). It is a good thing this boy is so adorable and sweet at times because he can be a stinker. He is very determined, often contrary, and he is a climber so this creates plenty of opportunities for frustration and mischief. Kyle likes to help me in the kitchen by adding ingredients to things and of course tasting everything. Kyle loves to be outside and likes walking to the river not far from our house to throw rocks and sticks off the bridge in to the water.
 
Both boys have had fun playing in the snow recently making snow men and eating the snow. I started them in swim lesson in January so they would have something active to do to burn all the little boy energy they have plenty of. They seem to be enjoying them. 

Danny, where do I start in describing Danny? Danny loves to create things, he can be stubborn, if given his choice would almost always choose to watch a tv show, and he often follows his little brothers lead in making mischief.
Danny is often inspired in his creativity by books we have read or shows he has watched. This is when Danny decided he wanted to be a lemur after watching wild kratt's. He got really into it. He found a tail, he made himself ears out of paper and taped them to his head, we tied his teddy bear on him because the baby lemurs ride around on their mom's back, and I indulged him in his desire to have some lemur scent by giving him some old scented body spray. He ran around as a lemur scent marking things and jumping around for quite a while. 
This was the buried treasure he buried in the muddy sandbox one warmer day between snow storms. He will get an idea and just go do it. This can be a little hard for me sometimes because this little stuffed chick-fail-a cow was not the only thing that got covered in muddy sand on the buried treasure day. With things like this I am a little better about not being bothered by the mess. He recently went on a book making kick (he got the idea after we read "If you take a mouse to  school"). He stapled pieces of paper together and drew pictures and then he would tell us the story that the pictures depicted. 

Danny and Kyle can play together nicely, but often Kyle likes to argue and Danny can be very stubborn and this leads to quite a few conflicts between them. No one wins in an argument with a 3 year old. 

Here I am with the crew. Most of my time is spent doing my number 1 job which is keeping everyone alive and trying to teach them to be good humans. I feel like I'm doing pretty good at this and we have fun in the process. Knitting has been one of my creative outlets recently because it is something I can do while keeping an eye on kids (sometimes) or while watching a show with Jon after kids are asleep. I have a tendency to knit with wreckless abandon and I make up my own patterns as I'm going along sometimes. I have to start over and occasionally things don't turn out quite how I imagined, but for some reason it doesn't bother me. 

Jon is halfway through his 3rd year teaching at East and he enjoys it. He is teaching quite a few different classes, working on his ESL endorsement, and is serving in the young men's in our ward. He has quite a few things going on, but he is good to make sure he is around to spend time with me and the kids. I am so glad we get to see him as much as we do. I think we are all happier because if it. 

That is as much of an update as I have time for now. I am going to try to be better about posting small things here and there because my blog is pretty much my journal these days. 

Monday, October 19, 2015

6 months since my last post...

Now to think what has happened in the last 6 months. After Lila was born it was a crazy time of Jon finishing up school and everyone getting used to life with our new little girl. The boys took a while to adjust to the new sibling. Kyle definitely has had the hardest adjustment, but he no longer hits Lila every time he is near her. I think for this post I will just dump a bunch of pictures and see where things go from there.
 (sleeping smiles 3/29)
 (Kyle after playing in the Snow with uncle Mikey 4/15)
 (Boys playing outside and blowing bubbles 4/21. Yup there was snow the week before this)
 (Trip to the park with our friends down the street 4/28.) 
 (After bath time 5/13) 
(Lila's blessing day 5/30. Her little bonnet came from Jon's baby blessing set, but he didn't wear it when he was blessed.) 
































So, I have labeled these pictures multiple times and it is not wanting to publish... I am just going to publish it as it is for now.

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Lila Dawn Ware

I guess I'll start where I left off in my post about itching and try not to forget any of the details!

The hospital called me at around 6:30 Wednesday morning and said that they would be ready for me to come in between 7:30 and 8 to be induced. I had some toast and double checked that I had everything ready to go. I gave my sleeping boys each a kiss and then went and woke up Mikey and had him go get in my bed, so the boys would find him when he woke up. I think I must have woken Kyle up with my kiss because I heard him talking with Mikey and went to say goodbye before I left. I told him that I was going to go to the doctor and have baby bun and that I would see him later. He then told me, "Baby Bun's shoes are hiding in a secret place. When she comes home she will find them." I thought that was pretty funny because I was the one who had hid the baby shoes because the boys kept going in the nursery and opening and rearranging her things.

We headed to the Intermountain Medical Center in Murray and got all checked in then went in to the labor and delivery room that would be mine. The nurses hooked up all the monitors and poked and prodded and did all their things they had to do to get me ready to have a baby. They checked my cervix and I was only at a 1 so my doctor ordered a medicine that would get my cervix ready before they started any pitocin. I took that medicine and waited for the next 4 hours having some minor contractions and watching Downton Abbey. The nurse said because I wasn't on the pitocin yet I could eat and so she got me a sandwich around lunch time. It was amazing! She was seriously the best nurse ever and my worries about this day being long and miserable like when I had Danny were slowly being alleviated. After that they started me on a low dose of pitocin and said they would increase it from there as needed. My doctor came in and checked me and broke my water; I was at a 3. My contractions had been pretty mild and I didn't want to be stuck in the hospital bed if it was still going to be a long road ahead, so I hadn't got my epidural at this point. After my water was broken things picked up a bit and I got my epidural when my contractions were about 5 minutes apart and getting pretty uncomfortable. I was glad I asked for the epidural when I did because by the time it was kicking in I was not wanting to be as uncomfortable as I was. Even with my epidural I was uncomfortable because I could feel quite a bit of pressure down low because baby had been sitting really low in my pelvis for weeks and pressure though uncomfortable is different than pain and you still want to keep feeling that while in labor.

The nurse who had been with me all morning was almost done with her shift and I was having contractions every 2 minutes and she checked me again and I was still at about a 3. She decided that we could turn off the pitocin which we had never turned up and see how my body did from there. This was all at probably 3 or so in the afternoon. Because my pitocin was off my contractions had gotten weaker and kind of irregular, but I would still have a strong one occasionally. I have been fighting a cold for about a week and still have a bit of a stuffy nose and cough. Jon and I were talking and he said something that made me laugh and so I started coughing and after that I would break into random little burst of coughing. Around this time with one of my random weaker contractions I felt something change with the pressure down in my crotch, it felt weird like a couple gas bubbles moving and then I felt like I needed to have a bowel movement. I pressed the nurse button and my new nurse came in. She had come in a little earlier to introduce herself, but hadn't gone over things with my previous nurse yet about me and how things were going. When she came in I told her that the pressure had changed a bit and I was now feeling kind of like I needed to go to the bathroom. She left to go see if she could find my old nurse and get the details on me, but came back a few minutes later because she was taking care of another patient. While she was gone I was resisting the urge to push with the occasional contraction because I did not want to do anything that was like pushing while there was no one there. The nurse checked me and was surprised to find me fully dilated with a baby's head practically coming out. I coughed a little while she was checking and she said "whoa don't do that" she called my doctor down and got all the stuff set up while I resisted all urges to push.  When everyone was ready my doctor said next time you feel the need to push do it. I had another contraction and I started coughing and the baby came out. My doctor and the nurses were very amused by how easy I had just made delivering a baby seem. It was very very easy. They wiped her off a little (she was all covered in the white goo because she was early) and handed her to me. When they put her on my chest I almost cried because she was perfect and in my mind I knew her name should be Lila Dawn. I held Lila while the doctor and nurses took care of what they needed to with the placenta and everything, but I didn't have any tearing at all with the delivery. Jon took a few pictures and I told him that I thought her name should be Lila and he responded after a little bit "Yeah, Lila Dawn." I hadn't mentioned what I thought her middle name should be and was very happy that we both came to the same conclusion even though Lila hadn't been very high on our list of names previously (Lila is Jon's maternal grandmother who died before he was born). 

I fed and held sticky baby for about an hour after she was born before the nurse took her over to the little baby station to be weighed and measured and everything. She was born at 15:55 and when they weighed her they said she was 6 lbs 1 oz and was 19.5 inches long (but on her paperwork they have 6 lbs even). I was still bleeding for a while after the delivery and so the nurse kept me down in the labor and delivery room rather than getting me ready to go up to the mother baby unit. During this time my heart rate and blood pressure were really low so they kept checking my vitals and did an EKG which was normal. 

At around 7 I made it to the mother baby unit and I had some dinner and Lila went to get all checked out and have a bath. We have been hanging out in mother baby ever since and are getting used to life outside the womb. I love our new little family member and I can't wait for the boys to meet her in real life when I go home tomorrow.