Signing Off

The movers will be here tomorrow to take my computer, so this will be my last post for awhile.

We have been super busy getting everything ready to go to Japan, Idaho, Utah, and Storage. 

We did have one special event that I thought I would share as my parting post.  Father's Day was extra special - we spent 4 hours in the ER.

While I was cleaning up from a yummy Father's Day dinner, Jason was taking out the trash - and the kids... we bouncing on the blow-up mattress upstairs (after having been told several times, not to indulge in such activities).  From what we gathered, Charlotte got a little extra bounce and her chin hit the hardwood floor.  I hear her crying and was ignoring it.  She cries a lot, especially when her 2 big brothers are involved.  Then I hear Jayce telling her she had better go see me, the little flag went off and I met her at the top of the stairs.  Her chin was bleeding profusely.  I didn't even try and look at it really good (I have some experience with chin injuries, they always need stitches). 

I told the boys to get their shoes (I found out later that Grahm thought I was kicking them out to the street).  I grabbed a paper towel for the blood, met Jason on the front steps and informed him of our family outing.  He held Charlotte while I made sure we had the appropriate insurance information and off we headed.  By this time she had stopped crying and it had stopped bleeding!!  We were admitted at 6:45pm and 4 hours later and 7 stitches later we were on our way home!

She was so tough, she hardly cried at all.  I asked every nurse I talked to that I wanted someone good at stitches, so what did we get?  A resident, who even I could tell she didn't have a clue how to suture (no offense to any of my favorite residents out there).  I hope it heals pretty, I was willing to take her to a plastic surgeon - I told them I wanted it pretty.  I am still angry about it.

At one point while she was being sutured she was tearing up a little and said she was not a big girl, because big girls don't cry.

Now she is twins with her mom!!

I will post again in a month or so - from JAPAN!!

Pregnancy and Moving Don't Mix

Pregnancy is hard enough (and wonderful) all by itself.  It is hard on your body physically, then add in hauling boxes down a flight of stairs - some of them too heavy for a pregnant body.  I think this accounts for my ferocious appetite.  I am guessing my Dr is going to make a too much weight gain comment (if your Dr has done this you know what I mean, if not you are very lucky - I have had 2 Dr.s comment on excessive weight gain).  Toss in late nights trying to get it all done, early mornings to take care of the 3 bored (all their toys are boxed up) and energetic children  - and lets just say every day it gets a little harder.

And this is not even throwing in the emotional part of it all.  Pregnancy brings its own fun bag of emotions (hormones - whatever!) and then add in moving.  Phew - it can be a bit crazy and challenging to deal with the emotions and me.  For instance if for a moment thoughts of friends that have left and those being left behind sneak into my thoughts I have to take a minute.  Today I walked into an almost empty attic and just about lost it.  I love my attic - it was what completely sold me on this house! 

I am tired physically and emotionally!  Yet the challenge of getting it all done and getting my family on to the next stage keeps me going and enjoying it  - well, for the most part!!

To a Wonderful 10 years!

(Best looking man alive!!)

I can hardly believe that 10 years ago today I married the greatest man ever.  He is perfect for me in every way.  He is all that I need to keep me sane and going each day.  When he comes home to a worn out wife and wild kids, he gives me an extra long hug and then we work together for the rest of the evening and by bedtime I am good to go for another day.  What would I do with out him?

What we have done together in the past 10 years:
5 moves (about to embark on #6 - 5 years ago we were just as deep in move #5).
3 children (and 1 more on the way)
Jason's Undergrad classes
Dental Degree
Part of my Masters classes
3 years enlisted in the Navy
Bootcamp
Commissioned an Officer in the Navy
Officer Candidate School
Completely rennovated a house
Refinished and built more furniture than I can keep track of
and so much more!

Jason, I love you!

Last Days in Milwaukee - The Museum

Before we can leave Milwaukee the boys decided a trip to the Museum was a must.  So a couple of weeks ago Jayce skipped school and we headed over for a few hours.  They enjoyed all the exhibits we could make it to.  I think the Butterfly room is my favorite.

Special Visitor Day

Jayce invited his Dad to his school's Special Visitor Day.  Jayce requested that he come in uniform, which I knew Jason would be squimish about (he thinks kids are grubbby).

They spent the morning together at Jayce's school.  They made a spinner or buzz saw.  Jayce filled out a questionaire about Jason and then they enjoyed a school lunch together (Jason loves cafeteria food, hehehe).  Jayce had a lot of fun showing his Dad off to his classmates.  Everyone thought the uniform was so cool.

The Ultrasound Experience of Every Mom's Dreams

A few weeks ago when I had my ultra sound, as always it was an unforgettable experience.  It is always so cool and rewarding to see that little body wiggle, squirm, and kick.  I love the heartbeat and the entire experience.  I love the anticipation that comes as you wait to hear the tech announce if it is a boy or a girl.

Every time we have gone to get an ultrasound I make sure Jason can come and share the experience and we always have extras.  For Jayce, we invited my Mom.  For Grahm...well maybe it was just Jason and I  - don't remember.  For Charlotte, we hauled along Jayce and Grahm.  This time I did not want to bring 3 kids to the ultrasound, but as fate would have it  - we did.

We brought treats, let the boys have their handheld games and hoped that they would be quiet and behave.
While I lay there having my ultrasound, Jayce is playing a Star Wars game with Grahm eagerly watching.  My ultrasound had theme music - The Star Wars Theme Song.  And that is not the best part, Grahm and Jayce are singing along with it.  Nuh, Nuh, Nuh, Nuuuuh, Nuh, Nuhnuhnuh, Nuh!  I had to try really hard to not let my belly shake from my laughing, but it was so funny.  I not only was having an experience of motherhood, I was drenched in.  I will love this memory of Baby Girl #2's ultrasound.

I love being a Mom!

Maxi Dress Process

Can I call it a Maxi Dress?  It is not as full as most maxi dresses, when you have a protruding belly it makes it hard to see if the fit is going to work after the belly is gone.

The one thing I wanted this dress to do was to work after the baby is here, so that means nursing.  I needed front easy access!

I realized that a modest maxi dress was basically a Regency Era dress - think Jane Austin - Emma, Pride and Prejudice, etc...

So I found a book that documents some pieces from museums and gives you a graphed pattern, I had a pattern in my stash that had similar lines. 

I started with one, switched to the other, combined the two, fidgeted and fussed.  I made 6 different bodices, and 4 sleeves.   

I think every time I look at it I find something I would do different or needs tweaked.  I see why my Mom didn't like sewing for herself.

Where I've Been

I disappeared on Monday morning of last week and finally emerged triumphant (or at least I hope so) today.  While Jason was out of town I decided to tackle a new project without him making me feel guilty because I have tunnel vision.  You can tell by how my sewing area looks, that it was a project!

About a month ago I tried on a maxi dress that I just loved.  The only problems were the price tag and that it was sleeveless.  It is a beautiful denim maxi dress by Theory. 

So what did I do, decided I had to have it anyway and I had to have it my way.  If anyone ever hears me talking about doing something like this again - tell me NO!

I need a better model!

When You Have a Daddy's Girl

When you have a Daddy's girl and Daddy is gone for a week she will miss him terribly.  Last week while Jason was gone Charlotte had a hard time. 

Everytime we would pull into the drive way and she would see his car she would get excited and tell us that Daddy's home!  I would explain to her that he was not home yet and she would immediately start to cry.  Not cry a little, but seriously start bawling.  It would take several minutes to console her and she would go about her day until the next time she would realize that he was gone when he should be home!

She loves her Daddy.

(Picture Spring 2009)

Okay, Okay !

Here is the swimsuit I keep talking about.  I really wish they had a picture of a little girl wearing it - super cute.


You can find it here, ssshh!!