Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
For about the last week, I've been thinking my baby is the biggest any of my babies have been at 2 months. He seemed to out grow all of the hand me downs from his brother faster. Who was bigger than my oldest. So today when I took my baby in for his well child, I thought those numbers seem big. I just looked it up. He is big, well at least bigger. I also watched the nurse carefully to make sure she was measuring correctly.
Ike's stats at 9 weeks.
Weight- 12.2 lbs 41%
Height - 23.3 in 59%
Head circ - 15.8 in 72%
(Birth weight 8 lbs 9 oz)
Baby A's stats at 10 weeks
Weight - 12.2 lbs 34%
Height - 24 in 78%
Head circ - 15.8 in 65%
(Birth weight 9 lbs 2 oz)
Nan's stats at 10 weeks
Weight - 11.5 lbs
Height- 23.75 in
(Birth weight 7 lbs 8 oz)
J's baby stats at 9 weeks
Weight - 11 lbs 8 oz
Height - 23 inch
Head circ - 15.7 in
(Birth weight 7 lbs 8 oz)
So not a big difference considering their birth weights, were so different. But I find it interesting that baby #4, is bigger a week earlier than baby #3 when baby 3 was born bigger. I'm not surprised baby 3's head was smaller. Baby 1 and 4 have round heads while 2 and 3 have ovals. So ovals measure a little smaller.
My daughter/baby #2, was long and skinny. I couldn't really dress her in sleepers, she was too skinny to keep her legs in the leg holes, so when she kicked her feet would get stuck in the tummy part of the sleeper, it infuriated her, so I tried not to use them.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
For weeks ago, I was given a two week challenge to become closer to my Savior. I'm doing awesome, I'm on day 3. It made me think of Elder Bednar's talk from November 2008, Pray Always. In it he says,
There may be things in our character, in our behavior, or concerning our spiritual growth about which we need to counsel with Heavenly Father in morning prayer. After expressing appropriate thanks for blessings received, we plead for understanding, direction, and help to do the things we cannot do in our own strength alone. For example, as we pray, we might:
• Reflect on those occasions when we have spoken harshly or inappropriately to those we love the most.
• Recognize that we know better than this, but we do not always act in accordance with what we know.
• Express remorse for our weaknesses and for not putting off the natural man more earnestly.
• Determine to pattern our life after the Savior more completely.
• Plead for greater strength to do and to become better.
Such a prayer is a key part of the spiritual preparation for our day.
During the course of the day, we keep a prayer in our heart for continued assistance and guidance—even as Alma suggested: “Let all thy thoughts be directed unto the Lord” (Alma 37:36).
We notice during this particular day that there are occasions where normally we would have a tendency to speak harshly, and we do not; or we might be inclined to anger, but we are not. We discern heavenly help and strength and humbly recognize answers to our prayer. Even in that moment of recognition, we offer a silent prayer ofgratitude.
At the end of our day, we kneel again and report back to our Father. We review the events of the day and express heartfelt thanks for the blessings and the help we received. We repent and, with the assistance of the Spirit of the Lord, identify ways we can do and become better tomorrow. Thus our evening prayer builds upon and is a continuation of our morning prayer. And our evening prayer also is a preparation for meaningful morning prayer.
I love his example, because I almost always need to improve on that. Probably most of us do.
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Here are some of our adventures in pictures. My husband turned 32. Since I had a new baby, I planned out birthday valentine week ahead of time. The kids wrote out all their valentines before the baby was born, and I bought pie for my husband, and bought all the presents before the baby.
(Want to hear the story of the princess cowboy boots? Last year she fell on a trampoline and wouldn't walk. She told us her friend stepped on her soul. We eventually figured out what that meant, but I can't remember. We had already been to a few months earlier for when she fell down the stairs and wouldn't walk. And inbetween both adventures she fell on a playground and broke her arm. I couldn't bare to take her back if it wasn't actually broken. So we called up a friend who is a doctor, before he would be home from work we had time to kill, so we took all the kids to Kohls to look for shoes for my husband. On our way, I realized if she found shoes she liked she would either be cured or know she really needed to see the doctor. She found this princess cowboy boots which were about three sizes too big in the clearance section. Instantly she was up running and jumping around. When we took them off she instantly couldn't walk again. Our friend said she was fine, and she only wore these boots for a week. They are the miracle boots.)
my daughter only has 8 more weeks of pre-k. I can't believe she has gone and done it, she grew up on me. She has been in preschool classes since her second birthday (three and half years), and now she is almost done. I can't believe she'll be in kindergarten in the fall. (My oldest only had one year of preschool, which will probably also be the same with his little brothers.) And today is exactly two months since I've had my baby. His colic crying peaked at 5 weeks, thankfully its not as bad, and he is a better sleeper. Unfortunately he has ton of blow outs. He is looking big and not a newborn anymore.
I would hope life would calm down, but I don't think it will. Brent is about to start traveling for work again. Plus soon he is going backpacking (sort of). Overall I tell him I'm the best wife ever (for letting him be gone so much). During the summer we'll need to do swim lessons, we are going to visit grammy and grandpa, while Brent and I going to El Salvador, for our 10th wedding anniversary. (Which isn't until December, but we decided it would be easier to take the baby the younger he is. Yes, I'm taking the baby, I'm barely able to leave the toddler. My husband said we could take him since I was sad about leaving him, since he's not two until august. My reply was heck no I don't want to take the toddler, even though I'm sad.) Then once my toddler turns two we'll need to potty train, and we'll be busy with school again.
I got to go fold laundry, I have so much laundry!
And prepare 72 hour kits, and a lesson on them, fire season is almost upon us. I'm praying it snows through June, like the first year we moved here.