Wednesday, August 21, 2013


This girl has been all about the dress-up clothes lately!  I get a huge kick out of her "outfits" because there's no rhyme or reason to what she puts on.

Example: A superhero princess.
The other day she wanted to wear an old witch Halloween costume.  I dressed her up and then we were out the door to pick up Kylie from school.  I'm sure we got a few curious looks from people but we sure have fun :)

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

K is for Kindergarten

We did it!  We survived Kylie's first day of Kindergarten.  A lot of preparation went into this special day of hers.  Here's what we've been up to:


After dinner, we had a special family night lesson {modeled after this wonderful lesson idea}.  We talked about how fun and exciting school would be, but we also stressed the importance of trying your best and being a good example to others.

Then we headed off to the school for Kindergarten Orientation.

Long story short: Kylie was assigned a teacher that evening -- which seriously stressed me out at first -- but she was eventually able to meet the teacher and tour the classroom.  When I told Kylie that there would be 700 kids in her school, her jaw dropped and she said, "How am I going to make 700 friends?"  I told her that she had a great attitude and she would find a way.

She also thoroughly enjoyed a short bus ride around the parking lot. {Sorry for the blurry iPhone pic}
When we got home, I looked through Kylie's new folder and found a paper called "A Kiss for Kindergarten."  It was basically a letter from a mother to a child that talked about how difficult it would be to say goodbye.  The last paragraph goes a little something like this:

"Tonight, for the last time, you are simply my baby.  And I hold you now at bedtime just a little longer, cuddle you just a bit closer, give you one more kiss before saying good night.  In your excitement, you don't notice my stealing that extra kiss.  I need it for Kindergarten."

I absolutely bawled.  I'm choosing to blame part of it on hormones.  But suddenly I became so sad that those precious early childhood years were essentially over.  I also became fully aware of all of my insecurities as a mother.  Did I cherish my time with her like I should have?  

In the midst of all of this, my Dad was in a serious car accident that left me wracked with worry. {Amazingly, he's fine, but at the time there were a lot of unknowns}. All of these emotions finally caught up with me and I just needed to cry.


Preparation day.  No more tears allowed.  Are we ready?
  • Fill out forms - check.
  • Email transportation info to the teacher - check.
  • Put classroom donation items in the backpack (Kleenex and Clorox wipes) - check.
  • Write important school dates on the calendar - check.
  • Choose an outfit - check.
I also asked Kylie if she knew her teacher's name, to which she replied, "Um... I just remember the Mrs. and that's all."


Josh woke up early to prepare a colorful pancake breakfast.
The idea was enough to get Kylie scrambling out of bed, but apparently it was still a little too early.
Thankfully, she became more and more excited as the morning wore on.
Pretty soon it was time to go.  Have a good day, Kylie!
I am proud to report that not a single tear was shed today :)  I purposely scheduled a very full day so I wouldn't have time to worry or feel sad.  First I baked banana bread, which I then took to brunch at a friend's house.  Summer packed her own little backpack full of toys.
A short time later, Sums and I met up with Josh for lunch, then he took her to his office while I went to a chiropractor appointment.  After driving back and picking up Summer, the two of us headed back home to bake some cookies.

And before long, it was time to pick up Kylie.
Her first words to me: "I LOVE Kindergarten!"  {PHEW!}
It was so fun sharing an after-school snack with her (the homemade cookies) and hearing all about her first day.  
She had a wonderful time, but it was definitely a long day!
While she relaxed, I sorted through her backpack.  She thought it was the coolest thing that there was a library right in her school... and she even got to bring a book home!  I thought it was the coolest thing that she kept the napkin with my love note on it.  

She also brought home a magazine about preparing for college.  (1) Apparently this school district means serious business.  (2) I'd better not blink.  That day will be here before I know it....

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Pregnancy & Sacrifices

Since I'm well into my 3rd trimester, I thought I should do a quick pregnancy update: I'm feeling incredibly large!  Today I had an ultrasound and found out why.

I'm in my 32nd week but measuring at 37 weeks.  

Also, most babies weigh about 4 pounds at this point.  My baby is estimated to weigh 5 lbs 12 oz.  That's exactly 1 pound less than Kylie weighed at birth!

My thoughts?
Apparently this boy already has a full head of hair as well.  I'm convinced it's actually a beard.

I debated whether or not to share any details about this pregnancy on the blog because... well, some of them just aren't very fun.  But since I believe in keeping it real, I'll share details about both sides.

  • I was completely bedridden for 3.5 months.  The next couple weren't much better.
  • At 26 weeks, I finally made it through a day without throwing up. 
  • Prevacid and Tums have been my constant companions since day one.
  • My stomach will never be the same.  Sure, it can stretch like ElastaGirl but it definitely won't shrink back.
  • I've already outgrown most of my maternity clothes.  Luckily I have several friends who are graciously lending me their clothes until the end of this pregnancy.
  • Since I'm diabetic I have to be monitored extra closely.  This includes weekly emails and monthly visits with my endocrinologist, weekly non-stress tests, monthly ultrasounds, and checking my sugar about 7 times a day (including a 3am check every single night).  Not to mention the bi-weekly chiropractor visits and frequent trips to the hospital lab.
  • The word "chore" has taken on new meaning -- rolling over in bed, stepping into a pair of shorts, standing in the shower, and painting my toenails are just a few!  Those seemingly simple tasks now literally take my breath away.
I know, I know... it sounds completely awful.  And I won't pretend for a second that I haven't thrown myself a few pity parties.  BUT... there are some great parts too.

  • During the yucky months, my husband was my hero.  He did absolutely everything.  I know that's not "fun" but I'm just grateful that he was able to help as much as he did.
  • I get to feel the baby's hiccups about 4 times a day.
  • The baby responds to our family's voices.  He always livens right up when the girls talk to him.
  • I'm not swollen!  For whatever reason I am literally all baby, and for that I am grateful.
  • I've gained 23 pounds, which is pretty miraculous considering my size :)
  • Since I have Type 1 diabetes and an insulin pump -- as opposed to Gestational Diabetes like my last pregnancy -- I can eat anything I want.  That may not seem like a big deal but at the end of a rough day, I'm SO glad I can eat a few Dove chocolates without feeling guilty.
Anyway, through this experience I've had to learn a lot about sacrifice.  I had to humble myself and accept other people's help many, many times.  I had to quit my job before I was ready to.  I have most definitely sacrificed my health and my body.

But I'm not the only one who has made sacrifices.  My girls have learned to adapt to each stage of my pregnancy.  They played independently for hours everyday while I was very sick.  They fetched me everything from glasses of water to my pillow and blanket.  They dealt with me missing special occasions and fun activities because I was too sick to go.  They willingly accepted the responsibility of having chores because they understood that I just couldn't do it all.  They squish next to me on the couch because I don't have a lap for them to sit on anymore.  They even deal with my constant need to sit -- at the pool, at church, during their bedtime routine, at the Children's Museum....
But through it all, I'm so thankful for this experience.  It has pushed me to my limits but I have also grown in ways that I never thought possible (no pun intended).  As a family, we have become closer as we anxiously await this baby's arrival.  It hasn't all been fun.  In fact, most of it has not been fun.  But I still feel fortunate that I am able to have this experience at all.  Motherhood really is a gift and some sacrifices are just worth making.

Monday, August 5, 2013

Family Night

Every Monday evening we have Family Night.  We purposely set aside our other obligations and just enjoy each other.  Sometimes we will discuss a specific topic, but other times we just have fun.  The girls LOVE Family Night and I hope that continues even as they get older.  Because it's summertime and the weather cooperates more often than not, we've been doing a lot of fun things outdoors together.

A few weeks ago, we visited Kylie's elementary school.  We talked about how great it is to go to school and learn new things.  The girls enjoyed the playground and riding bikes in the parking lot too.

The following week we went to an Indianapolis Indians baseball game.  The weather was perfect.  We thoroughly enjoyed relaxing on the lawn and taking advantage of the $1 menu items.

Then tonight we decided to check another item off of our Summer Bucket List: Fly a kite.  The girls had such a blast running back and forth, trying to keep their pink Barbie kite high in the sky.

 A certain toddler got a little discouraged a few times, but she hung in there!
I adore my family.  I'm grateful that they look forward to these special family nights as much as I do.

 2 of the 3 kiddos :)

Thursday, August 1, 2013

5 Reasons to Smile Today

1. I got 12 hours of uninterrupted sleep last night.
2. I snagged this lovely parking space at the grocery store.
3. I had Diet Coke with fresh lime this afternoon.  The little man instantly got the hiccups.
4. My kids volunteered to help with chores today {and did a great job}.
5. A complete stranger at the park approached me and said, "You are easily one of the cutest pregnant women I have ever seen."  God bless her.