One Week Until 3 Becomes 4…

One week from today, our lives will change for the better. A family of three becomes a family of four and we welcome another blessing into our lives. I am full of every emotion you could think of that would apply to this next big step. I am nervous about the pending surgery that will bring our little girl into this world and nervous about the changes a second child will bring. I am excited and overjoyed about those changes as well and cannot wait to meet her and share the joy of a sister with Abby. She may not understand it for a while, but one day she will. I have the worry of every parent about adding another child to the family and showing their love to each of them equally but individually. I am happy, overjoyed, a nervous wreck, a bit stressed and confident in myself as a person and a mother. Through all of it, I have an amazing husband who is an incredible father and the understanding that we will be taken care of and we will find our way. Life is a learning process and who better to learn it from then such blessings as children.

Precious Moments in An Unlikely Situation

Precious moments with our children do not discriminate. They come at the most unusual of times, even when you think there isn’t anything good that can possibly come from your current situation. One would ever think that a time of illness and a bit of worry could create a moment that, in the few fleeting minutes, could put a smile on your face, tears in your eyes and warmth and comfort in your heart.

I certainly never expected to find that in a 3 A.M. wake call with Abby burning up and that look in her eye that says it all… “Mommy, I feel miserable. Make it better.” Shaun and I did what we as parents have been taught and told to do to ease her discomfort and try to bring her fever down. After a bit of time we find ourselves out in the living room, Shaun and Abby laying on a blanket on the floor and me on the couch. We looked like a family determined to bring some peace and comfort to our sick little girl, but as I layed there I saw so much more then that. I saw our family, so busy with life and all that it throws our way, stopping for a moment to truly be with one another and support each other. Abby curled up in her daddy’s arms, dozing in and out of sleep, finding comfort with her parents. I was worried for her, as any parent is for a sick child, but I found peace in the moment that was unfolding before me. We were together and did what we could to relax until Abby was once again sound asleep. It was a moment that you certainly don’t plan for and definitely cannot see coming, but you wouldn’t trade it in for the world.

“The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family”
Thomas Jefferson

Preparing for A New Baby

Over the past few days I have started to get items out of the storage shed to clean and prep for the baby’s arrival. Well, Shaun got them out of the storage shed as I refuse to get in either one of them. Two of the most important items are the bassinet and infant carrier, which we will need right away.

After scrubbing, washing, and disinfecting both items they sat in our room for a bit. This evening Abby became very curious about the bassinet. So Shaun started talking to her, as best he could, about how she used to sleep in the bassinet when she was a little baby and that now her baby sister will sleep there. I am sure she didn’t understand much, but she certainly had fun. Shaun even put her inside the bassinet and wow… its amazing to think that when she slept in it she barely took up even half of it. How quickly they grow! Now we are counting down until another little one occupies that space, barely.




I couldn’t snap a picture of it, but daddy even gave Abby a ride around the house in the infant seat. That was funny and when he set her down she just laid there and watched TV in it. What a goofball, but I love her to pieces. I hope she enjoys having a sister in the house.

The Great "Abbydini"

Here is a little story for your enjoyment….

This morning Shaun and I woke up to the sounds of our alarm. As with every Monday morning, we take our time waking up, laying in bed hoping for yet another 20 minutes of sleep. But of course its inevitable that we have to get up and start our day. As with most mornings, we can hear Abby chattering and singing to herself in a language only she can understand. We are both half awake but for some reason she seems louder than normal. Finally Shaun gets up to start making her bottle and to get Abby out of bed for the morning. As he walks out of our bedroom towards Abby’s room, he passes the kitchen and stops short and then calls for me.

As I get out of bed I think to myself, great whats the problem now. Is the sink backed up? Do we have ants? Did Jack chew up yet another plastic piece of something? When I reach the kitchen I see Shaun standing there, with a look of disbelief. There sitting on the floor, playing with the foam board pumpkins that we purchased the say before is Abby and her best friend Doggy. We are in complete shock and keep asking one another if we are absolutely sure that we did not get Abby out of bed this morning? While we were half awake and dreading getting up, we certainly were not in a deep enough sleep to do anything with Abby and not remember.

I think most parents are just as shocked and concerned when they discover that their 11 and half month child has somehow escaped from their crib. Luckily something tripped Shaun’s car alarm about 45 minutes before we discovered Abby playing and when we went out to shut it off, Abby was sound asleep in her crib. This gave us the reassurance that she had not been out there for long. Once we got past that though, we then begin to worry about how in the world she got out!!

We decided to check things out in Abby’s room and when we walked in, we started to see what could have happened. Abby had thrown out all of her friends from her crib. But there was purpose in this. All of her friends were in a pile in the exact same area, just under her diaper stacker that attaches to her crib. The only thing we could think of was that she used her diaper stacker to shimmy down and free herself. She piled all of her friends to bring them with her and possibly use them as a safe landing. As my friend Erika put it… “it was a full on jailbreak”! What a smart little cookie!

After a good inspection for bumps, bruises and scrapes, of which she had none, we felt a little bit better. Needless to say we lowered her mattress to its lowest point possible and it took a few nights before I could rest easy again. Ahhhhhh parenthood!

(I am sorry to report that we do not have any pictures from this morning. I think we were in too much shock to think of taking any!)

Watching Her Grow…

One of the best things about being a parent is watching your child grow… at least I think so. The little changes and connections being made in developement to the physical growth.

Tonight I sat Abby down for dinner with the usual things. Some Gerber chicken sticks, diced cooked apples and diced cooked carrots. I also gave her some Turkey and Rice dinner in a bowl with a spoon. She already needed a bath so making a mess of herself wasnt going to be an issue. Abby is still working on using that spoon, but tonight something new happened. She was having a hard time getting food on her spoon and getting the concept of scooping, so she figured out another way! Abby took her finger, dipped it into the Turkey and Rice and then started rubbing it onto the spoon. She did this a few times and then, when she was satisfied, she put the spoon in her mouth! Great problem solving skills of you ask me! And all on the eve of her 10 month birthday! Gotta love watching her grow and learn.

Rich with Embarrassment…

I saw this posted on another site and I just had to share it. I thought it was hysterical but so true. As a mom you may not have experienced exactly this, but I am sure something similar! Hope you enjoy it! More pics and posts coming soon!

A 3-year-old Tells All From his Mother’s Restroom Stall” By Shannon Popkin

My little guy, Cade, is quite a talker. He loves to communicate and does it quite well. He talks to people constantly, whether we’re in the library, the grocery store or at a drive-thru window.

People often comment on how clearly he speaks for a just-turned-3-year-old. And you never have to ask him to turn up the volume. It’s always fully cranked. There have been several
embarrassing times that I’ve wished the meaning of his words would have been masked by a not-so-audible voice, but never have I wished this more than last week at Costco.

Halfway, through our shopping trip, nature called, so I took Cade with me into the restroom. If you’d been one of the ladies in the restroom that evening, this is what you would have heard coming from the second to the last stall: ”Mommy, are you gonna go potty? Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy? Oh! You gonna sit down on da toiwet paper now? Mommy, what are you doing? Mommy, are you onna go stinkies on the potty?”

At this point I started mentally counting how many women had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls were full … 4? 5? Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity. Cade continued: ”Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren’t you? Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy! Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on the potty? Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy! Oh . Mommy! I’m trying to see In dere. Oh! I see dem. Dat is a very good girl, Mommy. You are gonna get some candy!”

I heard a few faint chuckles coming from the stalls on either side of me. Where is a screaming new born when you need her? Good grief. This was really getting embarrassing. I was definitely waiting a long time before exiting. Trying to divert him, I said, ”Why don’t you look in Mommy’s purse and see if you can find some candy. We’ll both have some!”

”No, I’m trying to see doze more stinkies. Oh! Mommy!” He started to gag at this point.

”Uh – oh, Mommy. I fink I’m gonna frow up. Mommy, doze stinkies are making me frow up!! Dat is so gross!!” As the gags became louder, so did the chuckles outside my stall. I quickly flushed the toilet in hopes of changing the subject. I began to reason with myself: OK. There are four other toilets. If I count four flushes, I can be reasonably assured that those who overheard this embarrassing monologue will be long gone.

”Mommy! Would you get off the potty, now? I want you to be done going stinkies! Get up! Get up!” He grunted as he tried to pull me off. Now I could hear full-blown laughter. I bent down to count the feet outside my door.

”Oh, are you wooking under dere, Mommy? You wooking under da door? What were you wooking at? Mommy? You wooking at the wady’s feet?”

More laughter. I stood inside the locked door and tried to assess the situation.

”Mommy, it’s time to wash our hands, now. We have to go out now, Mommy.” He started pounding on the door. ”Mommy, don?t you want to wash your hands? I want to go out!!”

I saw that my wait’em out plan was unraveling. I sheepishly opened the door, and found standing outside my stall, twenty to thirty ladies crowded around the stall, all smiling and starting to applaud. My first thought was complete embarrassment, then I thought, where’s
the fine print on the ‘motherhood contract’ where I signed away every bit of my dignity and privacy? But as my little boy gave me a big, cheeky grin while he rubbed bubbly soap between his chubby little hands, I thought, I’d sign it all away again, just to be known as Mommy to this little fellow.

(Shannon Popkin is a freelance writer and mother of three. She lives with her family in Grand Rapids , Michigan , where she no longer uses public restrooms.)

10 Things No One Tells You About Parenthood

This article was sent to me by Judith and I had to share it. Its touching and thus far rings true. Enjoy!

Sleepless nights and changing toxic diapers are child’s play – here’s the stuff you should really know!

By Craig Playstead

Everyone has seen the “what to expect during parenthood” books and articles, but they never tell the whole story. While raising kids is the most rewarding thing you will ever do in your life, and the love you feel for them is unlike anything else you’ll ever know, there are a few pitfalls nobody ever tells you about. Read on, if you dare.

1) The way you view the world changes
When you bring someone into this world, things like global warming, war and women in beer ads have a whole new meaning. You start actually looking at the impact these things have, and what the world will become after you’re dead and gone. Leaving a better place for your kids and grandkids becomes more than just talk.

2) You’ll feel like a failure
There will be times when no matter how hard you try, your kids are never happy. You feel you’re telling them “no” too much, constantly harping on them to clean their room, or dashing their dreams of lowering their brother down the staircase on a rope. While they may complain they don’t have a Wii or that “so and so’s” mom let’s them see PG-13 movies, you need to stick to what you believe in and what you feel is best for your kids.

3) You have no time
This seems obvious, but you can’t believe just how little time you have. You start to measure things out in minutes and seconds. “If he watches Curious George for 20 more seconds, I can go to the bathroom,” or “If his nap lasts another 10 minutes, maybe I can get in a shower today.”

4) Not going to the bathroom by yourself
When your kids are babies, the bathroom is the only place you can get your head together. It’s also one of the only places you can actually read. I read ESPN’s Bill Simmons’ entire book over the course of the week in the bathroom when my youngest was a baby. And then he turned two. If he’s not forcing his way in to watch “how it’s really done” he’s banging on the door screaming “lemme in!” or sliding all his books underneath. There is no peace with toddlers.

5) Parenthood will turn you soft
This one hits the guys especially hard. You’ll find yourself tearing up at any dumb movie that has anything to do with parenthood, and if you have a daughter, don’t be surprised to find yourself playing “My Little Pony” before heading off to work. The icing on the cake is hawking Girl Scout cookies in front of your local grocery store annually.

6) They will embarrass you
This is a big shock, and you’re never ready for it. In your mind, they are perfect little angels; in reality, they’re little people trying to figure out their way in the world. Unfortunately, they say what they want—when they want. It can be something that’s funny like announcing to their pre-school class that Daddy farts all the time, or it can be humiliating like a temper tantrum in a grocery store or having them tell your parents to “get me a toy next time” after opening a gift containing pajamas. You’re prepared for the fact that you’ll embarrass them when they get to a certain age, but you’re never ready to be the one that’s humiliated.

7) Worrying
This is the one that stings from the day your child is born until the day you die. From the start you worry that they’ll stop breathing in their crib, then you obsess about getting the damn car seat in correctly. They get a little older and you worry about them falling down the stairs or choking on a Polly Pocket. As the years go on you lose sleep about dating, not fitting in, or getting into a situation that they can’t handle. Then there are the worries that never go away: providing enough, paying for college or not teaching them the right things. The list goes on and on and on, and it takes a major toll on you. But you worry because you love.

8) You won’t be the parent you think
We all had visions of the kind of parents we would be to our kids. Now, as battle tested Moms and Dads, we’ve heard the prospective parents spouting off advice. Those hollow words of wisdom come even though they’ve never gotten up at three a.m. to do a load of laundry with more vomit on it than a frat house floor. Nor have they tried to cook dinner with a screaming baby in their arms, a toddler doing cartwheels off the couch, and the phone ringing. It usually goes something like this: “I’d never let my kids watch TV before they turn three,” or “I would never raise my voice at my child,” or “My toddler won’t ever eat sweets.” Uh huh, and I said I’d never own a minivan. You have this great picture of the kind of parent you want to be, and how picturesque your family will become. You try to live up to that vision, but you also have to survive. So, snickering at a prospective parent spouting off advice is not only allowed, but encouraged.

9) Sickness
Let’s start with pin worms. They are small parasitic worms that live in the human intestinal track. The worms crawl out of the child’s anus at night and lay their eggs in the diaper, pajamas and other areas around the bed or crib. The eggs are then passed to others and ingested unknowingly. The worst part? You have to go in there and grab them while your kid is asleep. It’s a damn horror show. It’s also not something I had any idea about before having kids. Sick kids take a toll on the entire house. Even the typical cold has taken on a whole new meaning, especially with toddlers. It can require being up in the middle of the night for days in a row, missing work and acting as one giant Kleenex. The numerous slug trails across your shirt are always a nice touch.

10) The feeling of unconditional love
You assume that you’re going to love your kids, but what you end up feeling for them is unlike anything else you’ll ever know. Just a simple smile from your offspring can erase a really crappy day at the office. This is the reason why people rave about having kids while they look exhausted and have a fresh batch of spit-up running down their back.

2 Weeks…Already??!!

Its hard to believe but Abigail is officially 2 weeks old! Its amazing how the time goes so fast when you don’t want it to. Abigail still looks like the little peanut that we brought home from the hospital not more then a week and a half ago, but there are definitely some changes. While we are still working on a schedule, Abigail is sleeping better at night and seems to fall into a real peaceful sleep around the same time. Mommy and Daddy are pretty darn thrilled about that one! Abigail is also opening her eyes more and has more time during the day where she is awake and very alert. She is also one strong cookie who wiggles like crazy and is already lifting her head and looking around. Overachiever!! I wonder where she gets that from? 🙂 She smiles a lot in her sleep and whether that’s because she is dreaming of something good or she is working on a gift for mommy or daddy to take care of, it still warms our hearts. Its overwhelming to think that only 2 weeks ago I was still pregnant and waiting for our beautiful girl to make her grand entrance and now Shaun and I are parents. It is a wonderful feeling though and I know we wouldn’t change it for anything in this world. There is so much to look forward to! I know we will have something new to report very soon, as she changes every day. What a little blessing and miracle! Happy 2 Weeks Abigail!