Friday, December 30, 2011

Month 1

I'm sitting here sipping my coffee, watching the news and listening to my littles sleep. One is still in bed and my littlest little is peacefully dreaming in his swing.

He is one month old today
.
Where did this last month go? Oh Please make time slow down.

Time is a funny thing when you have children. I impatiently waited for Landon to arrive for weeks. The days dragged on. But Now that he is here, the days fly by. Our days are so busy that we don't have time to stop and look at the clock.

Every moment he's growing and changing. And becoming his own little person.
I'm not sure what I did to get two easy children. I swear Landon hardly ever cries. And when he does - it means he's hungry. Which he is, like every 3-4 hours.

The adjustment to life with a newborn has gone smoothly. For everyone. Especially Oliver. I wasn't sure how he would take it once the glamour of the "bay bee" wore off, but one month in and he still loves his baby brother as much as he did the first time he met him.

It warms my heart to see my children so happy.

And Landon, well Landon loves him too. You can see it. He follows Oliver with his eyes and will watch him play. He tolerates being covered in toy cars and stuffed animals. They are already great friends.

Some favorites
. Landon's sweet baby smell
. My boys holding hands
. Olivers eagerness to feed Landon
. Sleep smiles
. Early morning cuddles with Landon
. Landon's ability to hold up his head
. How he follows our voices with his eyes
. When Landon cuddles he curls up into a ball

Some days are chaotic and some days are messy but I don't ever want to forget these moments. I know how fast they go, it makes me sad but I am excited to see Landon grow up and who he will be....

....but time could just slow down a little.





Friday, December 23, 2011

Wordless Wednesday and Remembering my Dad

I haven't completely lost my mind, I'm aware it's Friday. But I did forget to post this Wednesday and it's too cute not to share.






Three years ago yesterday I lost my dad.
It was expected, he wasn't well but the timing was terrible.
Nothing like losing your father 3 days before Christmas - it makes this time of year very difficult.

I've been thinking of sharing more of "my story" and I will someday but for right now I'm not completely ready.
However, I will share what happened to my dad.

Let me start by saying he was a good man, an amazing father and a very hard worker.
He was also extremely talented
I believe that he gave me my creative bone.
He was also an alcoholic.

From a young age I remember my dad with a beer in his hand.
When you're a child you don't think much of it.
As I got older, I realized it went beyond normal and he had a problem.
He was sick, he had a disease
but it wasn't as simple as taking some medicine to fix it
or make it go away.

In 2004 I received a call at 3am.
It was the hospital calling to tell me my dad was there.
In the ICU.
With severe brain damage.
They weren't sure he would make it.
I was 20 years old.

 Because my parents were divorced
I was responsible for making all the decisions on my dads care.
It was a big responsibility thrown onto my shoulders.

My dad had been drinking and decided to drive his ATV without a helmet.
We're not exactly sure what happened but he fell off and hit his head.
He was taken to the hospital by Mercy Flight.
He had a few broken bones and a lot of bleeding on his brain.
He spent the next week in a coma in the ICU.
When he woke up he didn't remember anything.
And sometimes he didn't remember me.

He fell into a deep depression and refused to participate in any therapy.
After four months the hospital moved him to a nursing home
where he lived for 3 years.
And eventually died.

The holiday season brings back all of these memories of my childhood with my father.
It makes me sad that my boys will never know him.
I know he is with us and I tell Oliver about him
and I'll eventually tell Landon too.

I just wish I could hear his voice one more time.
Or smell his soap.
I miss hearing him call me "Helen" (my middle name)
And I even miss our fights.
I know he is at peace now
and not in pain
That gives me some comfort but it still hurts.
Everyday.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Landons Room Revealed

When I was pregnant with Oliver we had just purchased our house. I wasn't sure about anything. And making a decision about a baby nursery overwhelmed me.
Ryan and I decided that if the baby was a girl - I could decorate the room. If it was a boy he wanted to decorate it.
Obviously he won.

This time around, I am starting to figure out my style. I knew what I liked and what I didn't want.

Oliver's room is woodland creature. And while it was super cute - it got old, fast. And it never felt personal - it felt from the store (because it was).

For Landon I knew I wanted it to be homemade. I've had time to think about what I liked and I knew I wanted the room to be gray and yellow.
Ryan asked if we could throw some *tough* boy colors of blue and green into the mix and I agreed.

I love elephants so I knew I wanted to incorporate them too. However, I wanted them to be accents not the main theme.
The Bumper
Now I know bumpers are a controversial topic. This was our choice and I ask that if you are against them to please respect our choice and not leave comments about it. Ryan and I made the decision to use them for Oliver as well as Landon.

The bumpers were made by me. It was my first real sewing project (minus a pillow cover or something simple). These were actually very easy. I bought the foam bumper pads from Joanns and the fabric online. They are tied on with black ribbon. I used this tutorial. However, I tweaked it a bit.

The Mobile
Oliver loved his mobile. However I didn't. I was a wind up one so once it unwound the music would stop and the animals would stop moving.
This time, I didn't want music. I didn't want one where I had to keep winding up.
The mobile is made from an embroidery hoop wrapped in yarn. From the hoop I tied fishing line. I punches out circles from different colored card stock and glued them sandwich style (paper/fishing line/paper). We attached more fishing line and hung it from the ceiling with a hook.

Its so important to me to include Oliver in on this major event. His life will be changing dramatically too. I wanted him to make something for his baby brother - even if he doesn't completely understand. Someday he will.
I gave him some paint. Two different brushes (regular and foam) a few forks, sponges and a stick and let him go to town.
I love the way it turned out! I may have him make another one.

The Extras
I seen these on Etsy. I'm cheap and knew I could totally make them myself and save some money. So that's what I did. They are my favorite part of the room.

The room isn't finished yet. We still need to paint a bookshelf that my dad gave me. And I plan on hanging up some shelves.
It turned out better than I could of ever imagined. I'm proud of myself for not procrastinating (too much) and putting it together...my way.



Oliver's big boy room is next!!
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Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Life with Landon

Hi, I'm back.
Kind of.

Two kids are challenging. It's been difficult to find the time to sit down and write, but I will be back again. Eventually.
Never fear, I do have some interesting things to share in the days and weeks ahead.

So Life with Landon.
Is amazing.

He is 2 weeks old already.
It's just nuts to me how fast these last two weeks have went.
He changes every day. He currently weighs 8lbs 14oz and is 21.26 inches long.
He eats about every 3 hours.
I thought the lack of sleep was going to get to me but I must be use to it or something because it hasn't bothered me at all.

This child is such a joy and he is so easy.
I don't know if its a 'been there done that' kind of thing or if he really is just a good baby. Either way
I'll take it.

Oliver is so in love with his "baybee".
From the moment he wakes up in the morning until the time he goes to bed all he talks about is the baybee.
He loves to help feed Landon. And he will stand next to the changing table and watch while I change his diapers.
All the guilt that I felt while I was pregnant is gone. Seeing my children together completes me.
I never thought I could love someone as much as I love Oliver
but that saying 'your heart and love grow' is so true.
This little person has completed my heart and completed our family.

Now let me blow up your computer screen with pictures.






In their Big Brother/Little Brother shirts I made






Sharing Toodles.


Friday, December 2, 2011

Baby Landon's Birth Story

I had a doctors appointment Tuesday November 29th. I was 41 weeks and 4 days. I knew if I made it that long that we would be discussing an induction. My doctor asked what my plan was and I asked if I could wait it out a little longer. He checked me and told me I was 3cm. Then he said he would let me wait it out until Friday December 2nd if the baby wasn't out by then, I needed to be at the hospital by 9am to be induced. He was pretty confident I wouldn't make it to Friday.

After my appointment I had a few random contractions and some cramping. I was also spotting. All good signs that labor was hopefully on it's way. As the day progressed I started feeling "different" but I felt different before and I really didn't want to get my hopes up.

Around 1:45 Wednesday morning (November 30th) I woke up and had to go to the bathroom. I thought my water broke but it didn't. I was still cramping and I felt some contractions. My husband got up and we sat and watched tv for awhile. My contractions were starting to become a little more regular at this point so around 2:30 I decided to go lay in bed and try to sleep for awhile. I started timing them while laying in bed. They were between 5-7 minutes apart. I hung out in bed for an hour and they kept coming. I got up and figured this was it. I took a shower got myself ready and around 5:30 woke up Ryan. The contractions were getting a little stronger at this point, I could tolerate them but I did need to actually stop what I was doing and really concentrate on breathing.

I cleaned the house up a bit and around 6:15 i called my grandma. She was coming to watch Oliver. She showed up at 7:15 and Ryan and I left for the hospital. During the ride there my contractions were super strong. I have no idea how far apart they were but when they came on I had a hard time getting through them. At one point I was actually mooing. Ryan was laughing at me for it, then I felt my water break in his car. On his seat. I told him thats what he got for picking on me.

We pulled into the hospital parking lot and my water gushed again and thats when the pain was truly intense. I could hardly walk to the door. They came with a wheelchair and wheeled me to labor and delivery. This was at 8:01am.

I got into my room, the contractions kept coming. I was begging everyone for a epidural. They needed to get my iv started and i wasn't even out of my clothes yet. My nurse came in, she was an angel I swear. She was so sweet and kept telling me that "we'll work for that epidural" but they needed to check me first.

They checked me and I was 7cm! She let me labor any way i wanted. They hooked me up to the monitors but I was free to move if I needed. They weren't too concerned - everything was moving that fast. One of my doctors from the office came in she was on call and was going to be delivering the baby. A midwife also came in.

I had a room full of all these women. I felt so much support. I still kept asking for the epidural my nurse kept saying, "we'll work for one" then she reassured me that in a few more contractions I would have my baby.

I started feeling a lot of pressure. They were so supportive of me pushing if I felt like I had too. So I did. They checked me again and I was 10cm. I was still freaking out over the epidural but between my nurse, the midwife and my doctor they had all pretty much convinced me that I could do it. I finally surrendered and just let go. Once I let go of my fear and pushed it didn't even hurt. It actually felt good. I never felt "the ring of fire" or anything.

Ryan was wonderful. I kept asking for cold wash cloths. In between contractions when I "was human" I was picking on him - telling him he was a great washcloth giver. He just hung out next to me there wasn't much for him to do everything was moving so quickly.

I pushed for maybe 5 minutes and Landon was born at 9:02am on Wednesday November 30th. He weighed 8lbs 11oz and was 21inches long.

My original plan was to go drug free. Once my water broke and the contractions became that intense I wanted the epidural. I am so thankful for the nurse, midwife and my doctor encouraging me to just keep going. I can say that I am proud of my self too. There was something so powerful about being in a room full of women basically cheering me on. It gave me the strength to push through the pain.

I felt amazing after delivery. They let us hang out in the delivery room for a few hours and just spend time together. Then I got to take a shower and was moved up to the recovery room. My recovery has been amazing. I had a small tear and needed a few stitches. Other than that i feel great.

Landon is amazing. He's so chubby and cuddly. He hardly cries and is content just hanging out.
Oliver is an awesome big brother. He is so in love with his "baybee" and wants to spend all the time with him.

I know being home with two kids is going to be an adjustment...for all of us but I'm so excited and happy for my little family.






Monday, November 28, 2011

Book Page Christmas Ornament

I love Christmas.
Everything from the music to the decorating
It is by far my favorite holiday.
I think I get the love of it from my grandmother
her house is Winter Wonderland.

Every year she places a favor at each place setting at the dinner table.
Each year we plan what favor we will make.
This year I decided I wanted to make the favors.
I cannot believe how cute they turned out
and most of all they were easy.

So here is a super simple tutorial for

Book Page Christmas Ornament


You will need

Styrofoam balls
Glue gun and glue sticks
Book pages
Scissors
Pen/Paint brush
White glue
Glitter
String (yarn, ribbon, jute etc)
small push pin
Embellishments (optional)

Step one
Cut about 7 book pages into squares. Depending on the size of your square will determine how fluffy your ball will be.


Step two
Take your pen or paint brush and use it to twist the paper.


Step three
Stick the end of the pen or end of the paint brush back into the paper and dab some hot glue onto the end. Stick the glued end onto the ball.
Using the end of the pen or paint brush is important - it saves your fingers from being burned by the hot glue.


Step four
Continue rolling paper squares and gluing them onto the ball until it is completely covered.


Step five
When the ball is completely covered in paper, take your paint brush and lightly brush on some white glue all along the edges of the paper. Then roll it in glitter.
Let that dry for a few minutes.
I forgot pictures of this but I think you can handle it!!

Step six
Embellish how you wish. I chose to cut out card stock circles. I glued the circle on with hot glue. Then for the letter I just painted some white glue onto letter stickers and sprinkled glitter onto it. Then placed the sticker on the circle.


Step seven
Measure out the length of your string and tie it in a loop. Stick the push pin through the knot. Add some hot glue to the tip of the push pin and stick the pin into the ball. Hold for a few seconds to make sure it's secure.











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Saturday, November 26, 2011

Maybe It's All In My Imagination

Maybe I'm not really pregnant.
Maybe we have made the last 10 months up
Maybe I was abducted by aliens and there is not really a baby moving around in my stomach.

That would explain the fact that....
I am still pregnant.

Yes, 41 weeks and 1 day and I am still carrying this child on the inside.

You've probably noticed I haven't been around much in the last week.
Maybe you checked in to see if I had the baby.
Maybe you figured I haven't posted because I was home resting and bonding with my new baby.

Nope, I haven't been around because I am miserable.
Just ask my husband.

I hate complaining. I am grateful that this baby has cooked for as long as he has. It could be worse.
A lot worse.

But, I am done.
I'm done with the heartburn
I'm done with the 45 trips to the bathroom in an hour
I'm done with the contractions that stop the minute I start to think "this is it"
I'm done with the pity glances while I waddle around
I'm done with getting kicked in the ribs
I'm done with people asking "baby yet?"

I miss being able to put on my own socks and shoes
I miss being able to get dressed in real clothes
I miss being able to bend over

This post is random and it's dumb and I know in a few months I'll look back and roll my eyes at myself when I have two kids screaming and crying - then I'll realize how lucky I was when I looked like I was smuggling a turkey under my shirt.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Birchbox

I have a small confession.
This isn't my first Birchbox - I received one last month and forgot to blog about it.
So lets just pretend this is my first one.
Isn't it cute?!

Don't know what Birchbox is?
why don't you go check them out?!

Basically its like your birthday every month!
How awesomesauce is that?

For a small fee of $10 per month
the lovely people at Birchbox send you 4-5 samples.

Prior to Oliver I loved
going to the mall and buying
hair stuff or make up
now I just don't have that kind of time

Thankfully Birchbox does it for me
and its a surprise every month - so I have no clue what I'm getting
So far I have loved everything.
This month I received

The chocolate was delicious. Strange. but good.

If you're interested in make up, hair care or skin care I seriously suggest you check them out!

Wow - I totally sound like a brownnoser. But in all honesty, I have only received two boxes and I haven't been disappointed. 

Monday, November 14, 2011

Lessons Learned

Before I became a Momma I always dreamed about how my kids would be.
They would listen
They wouldn't freak out in public
They would eat the dinner that was made and like it
They would be responsible with their toys
I could see them listening and catching on perfectly.

Then I actually became a Momma.

And realized I knew nothing before I had children.
Nothing.

It's easy to think,
"oh I would never do that!"
"I would never feed my kid that!"
"grocery shopping can't be that hard, why can't that lady control her child. Just give him a toy...or something"

Right. If it was that simple - all us moms would be walking around with robot children.

And what fun is that?

So in my short time here in Mommahood, my sweet, adorable always on his best behavior (ha) little boy has taught me a thing or two.

. stubbornness runs in the family. And almost two year olds won't give up without a fight.

. Just because I want him to eat it, doesn't mean he will.

. Pens need to be kept on high shelves, under lock and key
. A quick trip to the store - is never quick

. Don't take life too seriously

. Playtime is the best time

. Enjoy the simple things

Mommahood is a challenge, I'm not going to lie and say it's cupcakes and rainbows everyday because it isn't.
But when you look at the world through your Child's eyes and see everything for the first time - it makes all the tantrums, crying, screaming days.....bearable.

Friday, November 11, 2011

I Would Rather....

......clean the toilets
......eat brussel sprouts
......watch an episode of Beavis and Butthead
......let a spider crawl on me (okay maybe not this one)

Than clip Oliver's finger nails.

Oh my! I really dislike it. And the truth is, he doesn't like it much either. He turns into "The Rock" whenever I come close to him with the nail clippers.

How in the world is a toddler this strong?!

It's a battle. It's a battle that I choose not to fight. And it results in my child having longer fingernails than me.

And that is gross.

When he was an infant I still didn't like it but he just laid there and took it. I would hold my breath the entire time and thankfully -knock on wood- I have never clipped his skin.

I'm not really sure how to handle it. I've tried after a bath when the nails are soft. I have tried while he is "distracted" by a movie or cartoon. I have tried when he is sleepy. The second he sees the clippers he is fully aware of the situation and wants no part of it.

So, this my friends (and husband) is my apology to you.
...I apologize that my son has long fingernails
...I apologize that he may scratch you with said fingernails
...I apologize that they are sometimes dirty and gross
....I apologize that I don't clip them
If it offends you in any way, then please, please (I'm begging you) clip them yourself.


just kidding...they aren't that long!


Thursday, November 10, 2011

Pick Your Plum

Do you know what Pick your Plum is?


Well if you don't, you should go and check it out.
It's alright. I'll wait.

Its this awesome little website that has amazing deals on craft stuffs.
Yes. Awesome and Amazing in the same sentence.
You know it must be wonderful.

Basically all you do is sign up by email and they send you an email with the daily sale.
I've even got things for FREE.

So far I've taken advantage of elastic ribbon, cachobon flowers, and a free vinyl halloween decoration.

If you're a crafter or a wanna be crafter (like me) then I suggest you check out this site.
You won't be disappointed.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

A boy and his blankets

Oliver has two blankets that he adores. I mentioned them here.

From the moment he wakes up in the morning, B1 and B2 are in his hands.
They hang over the chair during breakfast.
Are right next to him on the floor while he plays.

In the car with us while we're driving.
It's adorable how he carries his blankets everywhere.

He covers his friends with them and says, "Night, Night."

And the best part about his blankets is, they are our secret weapon for putting him to bed.


All I have to say is B1 and B2 are tired and then Oliver is tired too. He will pick them up, hand them to me and wait at the bottom of the stairs for me to take him up and tuck him in.

He has turned into a cuddle bug too. I'm really loving it. It melts my heart when he randomly crawls up onto the couch with me, curls up and lays his head down on my stomach or shoulder. I'm really soaking up these moments. I never, ever want them to end.

Do your kids have a favorite?!

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