Monday, February 13, 2017

Newest Love!

We welcomed TODD HUBERT to our family a couple of weeks ago!  He was born on the 27th of January in the afternoon weighing in at a whopping 9 lbs 4 oz.  The doctor was guessing that he weighed at least 10 pounds when he arrived...lucky for me this was not the case! :)

He's been a wonderful addition to our family thus far and all of the kids adore him.  We'll see if those feelings remain as he grows and eventually becomes mobile.

He has not suffered from the same tongue tie issue that Don did initially, thus, he has been gaining weight and eating like a champ!  Mama appreciates it too as my milk supply seems to have been well established this time around...my baby is content when he eats, I am not pumping around the clock, and so.much.less.stress!!!

Now off to sneak in some more baby snuggles and, hopefully, a nap at some point! :)

Sunday, January 1, 2017

New Year, New Beginnings

Our household now consists of a...
9 year old boy,
6 3/4 year old girl,
5 year old girl, and
a 3 year old boy.

It can be a busy, CRAZY place around here at times so why not make it even more crazy, right?  That's what the sane people always say, right? (Please just smile kindly and nod your head yes!)

As of June, we have patiently been awaiting the arrival of another little one that I have been blessed to once again feel grow inside my body.  One month from today is the official due date, but my gut tells me it may be sooner than that...time will tell.

When this baby arrives, we'll be a house with...
5 children,
4 excited new big siblings,
3 boys or girls (breaking the current tie),
2 kids who won't have to deal with a new roommate in the future, and
1 new little person for all of us to love and probably make crazy just like the rest of us.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

KerThump!

"THUD...THUD...THUD....THUD....THUD....THUD"

These are the sounds of a little body coming down the stairs.

Not falling down the stairs (despite how it may sound),

But sliding down the stairs in 1.2 seconds flat.

Belly surfing without belly calluses-magical!



P.S.  We do not even notice the sound of it anymore, but it sure does scare the H*** out of visitors! :)

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Life With My Two-Year Old

Multiple times a day...

I get to hear about the babysitter's husband and his harvest....
   "Bill horn" "twuck full" "Ma (short a sound there) dregon full"  "dumpt out"  repeat 4-5 times in a row
  Translation:  "Bill's corn...truck full...Matt wagon full...dumped it out"

He is also convinced that any tractor, corn field, or wagon belongs to the babysitter's husband...
   "Bill's horn"  "Bill's twactor"  "Bill's dregon"

I have finally figured out that he doesn't say the "k" sound, instead he replaces it with an h sound...
   how=cow   hat=cat   horn=corn  ohey=okay (Anyone see how this could be a little confusing)

He likes to talk about farm animals...
  "Hows moo"  "Pigs {insert snortish type sound"  "Bugs bite hand"

Sometimes animals are just referred to by their sounds
   dogs= "row rows"   ducks= "quacks"   cats="meows"

He has learned to argue with his siblings, especially when he hears the phrase "No, Don, that's mine"...he responds quite quickly with a "No! Mine!"

Being the youngest after two older sisters means that it is fun to play "Pincess"...
   "Look Mom!  Me pincess!  Pincess Don!"

Nothing beats Curious George....
    He loves the show, the movies, and the books!!!

When he get the choice to pick a show or even when it's not his turn, his vote is always....
    "GEORGE!"

Cat food is considered one of his highest delicacies...
    If he helps feed the cats, he is constantly trying to sneak a handful for himself and stuff it in his mouth!

And just like since he was a newborn, the kid is constantly smiling!  He is one easy-going, fun-loving little guy who loves to be outside as much as he can!

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Oh, Happy Day!

June 30th...the day we officially became a family of 6!!!

We would like to introduce:

Annabelle (formerly known as Big Sis)

and

Sadie (formerly known as Little Sis)

These girls are plopped right between both of the boys in ages and at least for another month we have a 7, 5, 3, and 1 year olds in the house.

Everything proceeded smoothly, outside of some last minute freaking out by Luke.  We were also pleased that we got it finalized when we did as our license will be expiring later this month.  At this point in time, we are done with fostering, but we will also never say never :)

It has been a long road getting to this point and there were several reminders of our journey up to this point that day...

*On the drive between court and our celebratory meal afterwards, Scott and I's wedding song came on the radio.  I rarely hear the song played so it seemed extra special to hear it on this particular day.

*Our lawyer was the same lady we had used for Luke's adoption and our failed adoptions, plus the adoption took place at the same courthouse as Luke's so there were lots of memories popping up throughout the proceedings.

*We also had to drive past the place where we met Baby E's mama to go to the hospital with her on the day he was delivered and could have driven past the place where we had to eventually return him back to his mama (we missed this one due to a shortcut).  The significance of these two events were also strong on my mind this day.

*Don's birth came to mind, as well.  It was not lost on me how relatively simple adding him to our family was (minus the years of childlessness, events listed above, pregnancy, and labor and delivery).  We simply had a baby, signed a birth certificate, and were free to bring him home.  There was no negotiating with several other people about their needs/rights to the baby, no lawyers involved, no courtroom appearances, no neglect/health concerns, no waiting on someone else to make crucial decisions about this little person in your care, no paperwork hassle, no waiting on legal work proving that we are indeed this child's parents, no need to wait on papers proving what my child's name is...no one questioning me in a courtroom about whether or not I will love this child (at least the doctors and nurses never asked)...you get the point.

It was a good, happy day and it felt long overdue!

P.S.  The official count was 1,099 days in foster care...3 years and 1 day in our care.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

It's That Time of Year Again!

The end of school is once again at hand, which leads to....

*Students becoming more and more pumped as each day passes.  It really is amazing that teachers/schools can keep things running as smoothly as they do this time of year!

*Despite their enthusiasm and energy during the course of the school day, these very same students (my children included) have become more and more difficult to motivate very first thing in the morning.  Their little bodies have gone into summertime mode and refuse to more quickly or at all every.single.morning.  It really is amazing that parents are continuing to show up to work sanely this time of year!

*Not gonna lie-I was just part of a discussion about whether the first ten days or the last ten days of school are the hardest as a parent in the morning.  The last ten days won hands down.  Please weigh in if you have a strong opinion either way :)

*My kids still have 4 days left...kudos to all of you who will finish up earlier this week.  And my God be with those of you who still have a ways to go! ;)

Saturday, March 21, 2015

The Little Spitball

Don has learned to stick out his tongue and spit. How he learned this (ahem) I will never know?! ;)

Anyway, he uses this new trick whenever he is playing chase or at just the right exact moment in any given conversation.

For this next story, you also need to know that he is an excellent scavenger.  If anybody (especially one of his siblings) leaves a piece of food laying on the table, he will grab it as he is passing by.

So, this morning he was doing just that and I said, "Don, stop and leave it there!"

He looked straight at me, stuck his tongue out, and spit!

(I did not laugh, but it is difficult because he is so dang cute when he does it, however, I also know it will not be in just a few years ;)

I looked at him and said, "Should we roll you up into a ball and call you a 'Spitball'?"

He looked right at me, wrinkled his little nose, smiled, and said "YA!"

Oh, dear Lord have mercy on us for this child may have inherited my sense of humor! :)