Tuesday I needed to make a trip to Costco. Now getting out the door with 1 baby is tricky, with two your timing has to be impeccable! The schedule went as follows, babies are up and fed in their new high chairs at the new kitchen table. Then babies are bathed and dressed. Give each baby a small bottle to top them off for the ride and begin that packing procedure. Babies in car seats now and out of the garage we go. Stop for the mandatory cup of Starbucks for Mom and start to get on the freeway. Hear Calista grunting, hear the Frrrrpppttt, smell the poop. Proceed to turn car around and head back home again.
So I had a nice little trip to Starbucks and that was it.
Once home though they did lay down for a bit of a nap and I went into remodeling mode. Somehow we needed to fit that table and chairs into the small space we had in the kitchen. We could fit the table just fine, it was a matter of how to fit the high chairs in with all of it. After much rearranging I think I did get a workable layout.
The rest of the day was pretty quiet. Alex started showing signs of coming down with Ed's cold so he got some extra TLC.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is almost getting to your destination, only to have to turn around for a 'kid emergency'.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is a nice long nap for the babies so I can get the house in order somewhat.
Monday, May 31, 2010
A New Kitchen Table
So the high chairs are all put together and it's time to bring them upstairs. Now here's a problem. Our 1950's kitchen table that came straight off the set of Leave It To Beaver will not accommodate the two extra chairs. That's when Monday turned into a small adventure for me and the cubs to American Furniture Warehouse.
Ed was still sick with his cold and wasn't going to meet me over there, but once I got there I really wanted his opinion on the table I purchased. And his work was only a few minutes away so he agreed to join me and the cubs there at lunch.
Both cubs were really good in the store and we had the usual people stopping us asking if they were twins. Although we were trying to get out of there, Ed had to get back to work and I was trying to find him. One woman asked if they were twins, I smiled and nodded but kept walking, she almost chased me down proclaiming that she too is a twin. One thing is for sure, they do get a lot of attention when we take them out.
I got home with the cubs and Ed came home early feeling crummy. In the end I had to pack them right back up in the car and head back to American Furniture Warehouse to meet my dad there so we could pick the table set up with his truck.
I made the mistake of stopping at Taco Bell for dinner. I swear the Taco Bell in Windsor has to be the slowest drive thru I've ever encountered! By now the cubs are unhappy, I'm hungry and it's getting late. By the time I got home Dad had already been there and gone. So I ate my food and put Ed in charge of watching the cubs while I assembled the table. I had it together in a quick time and now we have a perfect place for family meals.
Now Calista is still waking up in the middle of the night with her teeth bothering her. We go in and she is just a chewing away on her hands. But for the most part they are sleeping through the night. They wake up at around 4 a.m. for a feeding and then back to sleep until around 8 or 9 a.m.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is being trapped in a drive thru with screaming kids in the car.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is putting another piece of the puzzle in that makes us a family... a family dining area.
Ed was still sick with his cold and wasn't going to meet me over there, but once I got there I really wanted his opinion on the table I purchased. And his work was only a few minutes away so he agreed to join me and the cubs there at lunch.
Both cubs were really good in the store and we had the usual people stopping us asking if they were twins. Although we were trying to get out of there, Ed had to get back to work and I was trying to find him. One woman asked if they were twins, I smiled and nodded but kept walking, she almost chased me down proclaiming that she too is a twin. One thing is for sure, they do get a lot of attention when we take them out.
I got home with the cubs and Ed came home early feeling crummy. In the end I had to pack them right back up in the car and head back to American Furniture Warehouse to meet my dad there so we could pick the table set up with his truck.
I made the mistake of stopping at Taco Bell for dinner. I swear the Taco Bell in Windsor has to be the slowest drive thru I've ever encountered! By now the cubs are unhappy, I'm hungry and it's getting late. By the time I got home Dad had already been there and gone. So I ate my food and put Ed in charge of watching the cubs while I assembled the table. I had it together in a quick time and now we have a perfect place for family meals.
Now Calista is still waking up in the middle of the night with her teeth bothering her. We go in and she is just a chewing away on her hands. But for the most part they are sleeping through the night. They wake up at around 4 a.m. for a feeding and then back to sleep until around 8 or 9 a.m.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is being trapped in a drive thru with screaming kids in the car.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is putting another piece of the puzzle in that makes us a family... a family dining area.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Starting with Craft Day and Ending with a Sick Husband
We awoke to silence in the house, which is always unnerving. You want them to sleep a little longer so you can get things done, but your heart also sinks worrying about SIDS, at least I do. All was fine in the nursery though so Ed and I had our breakfast and I went to work getting ready for Craft Day.
I still had a ton to get done and cleaned up in the Bead Store so I put Ed in charge of cubs. My crafty ladies started arriving around 12:30 and we got the party started. Nora and Anne were the first to show and they took some turns holding Calista since Alex was asleep in his crib. Then Mom and Dad showed up, Mom joined us for crafting and Dad went downstairs to help put high chairs together and also to help Ed watch the little people. Wanda and Gina arrived and we got into full swing of our crafting. We had some good treats to munch on and lots and lots of laughter.
Half way through the craft session I heard a baby so I went down and brought up Alex to show him off and Dad brought up Calista. I think they were really fussing down there because I didn't even finish my sentence, "I'm going to take Alex upstairs to...." and Dad was saying YES. So the babies were passed around the crafting table until bottles were ready, then Ed and Dad took them back downstairs and feed them.
Once craft day was done I went downstairs to get Ed who looked a little green. He had Alex next to him on the couch on his tummy and Calista was asleep in her crib. Ed said he had a sore throat and was just listless. So we had some dinner and he had himself an early night. As soon as the cubs went to sleep he went to bed. By morning he sounded horrible, but dragged his sorry butt to work anyway.
In the middle of the night I heard Alex start coughing and knew he has this bug too. Poor little guy has the sniffles and you could tell he just didn't feel good.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is having a sick baby. Especially at this age because there are not many medicines you can give them to make them feel better.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is having a husband and father that will watch the little people so I can have a craft day.
I still had a ton to get done and cleaned up in the Bead Store so I put Ed in charge of cubs. My crafty ladies started arriving around 12:30 and we got the party started. Nora and Anne were the first to show and they took some turns holding Calista since Alex was asleep in his crib. Then Mom and Dad showed up, Mom joined us for crafting and Dad went downstairs to help put high chairs together and also to help Ed watch the little people. Wanda and Gina arrived and we got into full swing of our crafting. We had some good treats to munch on and lots and lots of laughter.
Once craft day was done I went downstairs to get Ed who looked a little green. He had Alex next to him on the couch on his tummy and Calista was asleep in her crib. Ed said he had a sore throat and was just listless. So we had some dinner and he had himself an early night. As soon as the cubs went to sleep he went to bed. By morning he sounded horrible, but dragged his sorry butt to work anyway.
In the middle of the night I heard Alex start coughing and knew he has this bug too. Poor little guy has the sniffles and you could tell he just didn't feel good.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is having a sick baby. Especially at this age because there are not many medicines you can give them to make them feel better.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is having a husband and father that will watch the little people so I can have a craft day.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Where Did That Day Go?
Saturday morning Ed and I were attempting to finish up the things that didn't get done on Friday. We did get a nice breakfast out at the new Perkins by the Budweiser Event Center. After that it was a race to get home and ready for our day.
Mom was supposed to bring the twins back to our house by 11 a.m. Then we also had Lizbeth coming to clean the house at 11 a.m. since I wasn't home for the cleaning the day before. We had to get the cubs ready to go to a graduation party in Fort Collins, and it is never easy to get out the door with two babies.
Lizbeth arrived right on time and her and her daughter started cleaning. Then Mom arrived with the cubs and Ed and I got them dressed and fed. Of course Alex gave Ed a triple P play.... poop, pee and puke, so he was changed again before we left. We took a big chance and left Lizbeth alone in our house. She's cleaned for us a couple times before and my gut told me she'd be okay leaving alone here. We were then off to Fort Collins.
We arrived at Joe and Julie's and didn't even make it up the drive way before Julie was taking one of the babies from us. From there on the two of them were just passed around by the young and old. I hope they didn't take too much of the focus off of Jessica and her big moment of graduating.
We only stayed for about an hour. Experience has taught me that if we don't get the cubs down for a nap close to their scheduled time they tend to get extra fussy. We also needed to get back to pay Lizbeth.
My gut was right and we arrived home to a spotless house, Lizbeth was just finishing up. The cubs went down for their nap and Ed and I finally got a little relaxing time after all. I spent a good chunk of my time in the office getting ready for our craft day that would take place on Sunday.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is racing through a day so much that you don't get to enjoy your babies as much as you'd like to.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is hiring a housekeeper, leaving a dirty house and coming home to a clean house.
Mom was supposed to bring the twins back to our house by 11 a.m. Then we also had Lizbeth coming to clean the house at 11 a.m. since I wasn't home for the cleaning the day before. We had to get the cubs ready to go to a graduation party in Fort Collins, and it is never easy to get out the door with two babies.
Lizbeth arrived right on time and her and her daughter started cleaning. Then Mom arrived with the cubs and Ed and I got them dressed and fed. Of course Alex gave Ed a triple P play.... poop, pee and puke, so he was changed again before we left. We took a big chance and left Lizbeth alone in our house. She's cleaned for us a couple times before and my gut told me she'd be okay leaving alone here. We were then off to Fort Collins.
We arrived at Joe and Julie's and didn't even make it up the drive way before Julie was taking one of the babies from us. From there on the two of them were just passed around by the young and old. I hope they didn't take too much of the focus off of Jessica and her big moment of graduating.
We only stayed for about an hour. Experience has taught me that if we don't get the cubs down for a nap close to their scheduled time they tend to get extra fussy. We also needed to get back to pay Lizbeth.
My gut was right and we arrived home to a spotless house, Lizbeth was just finishing up. The cubs went down for their nap and Ed and I finally got a little relaxing time after all. I spent a good chunk of my time in the office getting ready for our craft day that would take place on Sunday.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is racing through a day so much that you don't get to enjoy your babies as much as you'd like to.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is hiring a housekeeper, leaving a dirty house and coming home to a clean house.
Too Far Gone
I'm so far behind on my blogging I'm just going to have to pick up from where I can remember, which isn't far these days.
Last Thursday I took the cubs to go meet Ed for lunch at the Olive Garden, where they were very good little babies. I brought along Calista's unfinished bottle and Ed just had to feed her that right before our food came out. Toward the end of our meal Alex started in with his new sound, which is sort of like if you suck a bunch of air in and make a noise doing it... only really loudly. We both have to laugh at it, and luckily the other patrons didn't give us dirty stares.
The time had finally arrived to go find some high chairs, and where else would I start looking than the used baby store. We found two brand new, in the box, Graco high chairs for $80 there. (Later my dad would tell me that they were $140 at Target for the exact same one). Ed loaded those up in his car and headed back to work. And as most of you can probably guess, I just had to do a little baby clothes shopping. I was pretty good this time though and only bought 2-3 outfits per child.
By now it was past nap time and the kids were getting fussy so we went home and I got about an hour of work done at the bead store before they woke up. By evening we got both babies down without too much trouble and started anticipating our day off tomorrow. Mom and Dad were taking the cubs overnight on Friday and I had a full day planned with Coit coming out to clean our air ducts and our cleaning lady coming out as well.
At this point Calista is the only one that seems to wake up in the middle of the night. She's usually chewing on her hand. We give her some teething medicine, replace her hand with her pacifier and back off to dreamland she goes. I want to add here how lucky we are that neither of our kids like the pacifier. This is the only time of day when Calista will take it. I'm grateful that I won't have to break them of that habit later.
Finally Friday has arrived! Ed and I are both looking forward to a relaxing night out to dinner then a quiet evening in front of the TV and I can get some beading done! However this entire plan goes out the window quickly when Coit calls at 7 a.m. to tell me that they need to reschedule our cleaning from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. Alright, I can adjust to this, I'll just go get a mani/pedi before noon when Lizbeth gets here to clean the house at 12:30. Mom and Dad arrive to pick up the cubs around 10 a.m., we give them a quick something to eat and I get a bag all packed up for them, then they are out the door by around 11 a.m.
Now I know I'm cutting it close, but I think I can still get my mani/pedi done. After all this spa has gotten a mani/pedi done for me before in under an hour. This time however the girl is much more thorough, and all though it feels wonderful, I'm getting nervous because time is ticking away. They asked if I wanted a flower painted on my big toe, which I always get. But the guy that was doing them must have been new to it. He kept messing up and then having to clean the nail polish off and repaint my toe nail. ARGH! I'm going to be late for Lizbeth. I tried to call her but soon find I have her number in my phone incorrectly. Finally I tell the guy I'm just going to have to come back for the flower because it's now 12:30.
I race home to find a million messages from Lizbeth and a note on the front door that they were here at noon and have since left. Since I now have the correct number I gave her a call and we were working out a new time for them to come over. We get that all set up for Saturday instead and I have the silly notion that I can now go back to the spa and get my flower and manicure done. That's when the doorbell rings and it's Coit, an hour early!
By the time they get done it's almost 4 p.m. and I can finally go back and get my flower and manicure finished.
Meanwhile Ed's mom has called him and he has to drive her to the hospital to get a chest x-ray. That trip turns into a mess quickly with no one at the hospital knowing who ordered what and where they should go, etc.
Now it's 5 p.m. and we are both on our way to Outback to meet for dinner. We have a great dinner there and get home by around 7 p.m. By the time we get home though we are both pretty tired, neither of us feel relaxed at all and the only glimmer is that we get to sleep through the night. Which we did and did well!
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is planning too many things for a day that the kids are gone.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is those crazy baby noises. Who knows where they come from, just all of a sudden some sort of screechy, squealing sound will pop out of your child.
Last Thursday I took the cubs to go meet Ed for lunch at the Olive Garden, where they were very good little babies. I brought along Calista's unfinished bottle and Ed just had to feed her that right before our food came out. Toward the end of our meal Alex started in with his new sound, which is sort of like if you suck a bunch of air in and make a noise doing it... only really loudly. We both have to laugh at it, and luckily the other patrons didn't give us dirty stares.
The time had finally arrived to go find some high chairs, and where else would I start looking than the used baby store. We found two brand new, in the box, Graco high chairs for $80 there. (Later my dad would tell me that they were $140 at Target for the exact same one). Ed loaded those up in his car and headed back to work. And as most of you can probably guess, I just had to do a little baby clothes shopping. I was pretty good this time though and only bought 2-3 outfits per child.
By now it was past nap time and the kids were getting fussy so we went home and I got about an hour of work done at the bead store before they woke up. By evening we got both babies down without too much trouble and started anticipating our day off tomorrow. Mom and Dad were taking the cubs overnight on Friday and I had a full day planned with Coit coming out to clean our air ducts and our cleaning lady coming out as well.
At this point Calista is the only one that seems to wake up in the middle of the night. She's usually chewing on her hand. We give her some teething medicine, replace her hand with her pacifier and back off to dreamland she goes. I want to add here how lucky we are that neither of our kids like the pacifier. This is the only time of day when Calista will take it. I'm grateful that I won't have to break them of that habit later.
Finally Friday has arrived! Ed and I are both looking forward to a relaxing night out to dinner then a quiet evening in front of the TV and I can get some beading done! However this entire plan goes out the window quickly when Coit calls at 7 a.m. to tell me that they need to reschedule our cleaning from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. Alright, I can adjust to this, I'll just go get a mani/pedi before noon when Lizbeth gets here to clean the house at 12:30. Mom and Dad arrive to pick up the cubs around 10 a.m., we give them a quick something to eat and I get a bag all packed up for them, then they are out the door by around 11 a.m.
Now I know I'm cutting it close, but I think I can still get my mani/pedi done. After all this spa has gotten a mani/pedi done for me before in under an hour. This time however the girl is much more thorough, and all though it feels wonderful, I'm getting nervous because time is ticking away. They asked if I wanted a flower painted on my big toe, which I always get. But the guy that was doing them must have been new to it. He kept messing up and then having to clean the nail polish off and repaint my toe nail. ARGH! I'm going to be late for Lizbeth. I tried to call her but soon find I have her number in my phone incorrectly. Finally I tell the guy I'm just going to have to come back for the flower because it's now 12:30.
I race home to find a million messages from Lizbeth and a note on the front door that they were here at noon and have since left. Since I now have the correct number I gave her a call and we were working out a new time for them to come over. We get that all set up for Saturday instead and I have the silly notion that I can now go back to the spa and get my flower and manicure done. That's when the doorbell rings and it's Coit, an hour early!
By the time they get done it's almost 4 p.m. and I can finally go back and get my flower and manicure finished.
Meanwhile Ed's mom has called him and he has to drive her to the hospital to get a chest x-ray. That trip turns into a mess quickly with no one at the hospital knowing who ordered what and where they should go, etc.
Now it's 5 p.m. and we are both on our way to Outback to meet for dinner. We have a great dinner there and get home by around 7 p.m. By the time we get home though we are both pretty tired, neither of us feel relaxed at all and the only glimmer is that we get to sleep through the night. Which we did and did well!
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is planning too many things for a day that the kids are gone.
The best part of motherhood for this blog is those crazy baby noises. Who knows where they come from, just all of a sudden some sort of screechy, squealing sound will pop out of your child.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Kayleah Wilson
This is just a supplemental blog... something's I just needed to say.
Yesterday they found the body of a missing 12 year old Greeley girl in a drainage ditch. The girl had been missing since the end of March. I think most of us were hoping that she just ran away. But with the down pour of rain we had this week, I think it might have unearthed a shallow grave, (this is just my speculation). The body was so badly decomposed they didn't know if it was a boy or a girl, only that it was about the same age of Kayleah.
Today at a news conference at 4 p.m. the Greeley police department confirmed that it was in fact Kayleah.
I just can't stop thinking about her poor mother. I can't even imagine that kind of pain. I have a friend that lost her grandchild to a drunk driver. When that happened I wasn't even pregnant yet, but I still felt such a huge loss for my friend. But now, being a mother, I think it really puts things in perspective and gives you a deeper emotional response to things like this. If something like this happened to my Calista or Alex I know I'd never be able to put it out of my head, it would be with me always....it gives me a chill to even think about it. But how can you not admire the strength and courage of the mother that has lost a child, but still carries on to take care of her other child or children? How do you not just go into a dark hole and never come out? I guess they do it because they are women and they are mothers and this is just what we do.
Even though no one knows what happened to this little girl yet, I can only send these wishes out into the universe for her and her family. I hope that she didn't have to suffer. I hope that she wasn't terrified at the end. I hope that her mother finds some way to carry on. And I wish above all that they find some sort of peace to make it through this tragic time.
Tonight I hug my children just a little bit tighter and send healing thoughts to those mother's that can no longer do that.
Yesterday they found the body of a missing 12 year old Greeley girl in a drainage ditch. The girl had been missing since the end of March. I think most of us were hoping that she just ran away. But with the down pour of rain we had this week, I think it might have unearthed a shallow grave, (this is just my speculation). The body was so badly decomposed they didn't know if it was a boy or a girl, only that it was about the same age of Kayleah.
Today at a news conference at 4 p.m. the Greeley police department confirmed that it was in fact Kayleah.
I just can't stop thinking about her poor mother. I can't even imagine that kind of pain. I have a friend that lost her grandchild to a drunk driver. When that happened I wasn't even pregnant yet, but I still felt such a huge loss for my friend. But now, being a mother, I think it really puts things in perspective and gives you a deeper emotional response to things like this. If something like this happened to my Calista or Alex I know I'd never be able to put it out of my head, it would be with me always....it gives me a chill to even think about it. But how can you not admire the strength and courage of the mother that has lost a child, but still carries on to take care of her other child or children? How do you not just go into a dark hole and never come out? I guess they do it because they are women and they are mothers and this is just what we do.
Even though no one knows what happened to this little girl yet, I can only send these wishes out into the universe for her and her family. I hope that she didn't have to suffer. I hope that she wasn't terrified at the end. I hope that her mother finds some way to carry on. And I wish above all that they find some sort of peace to make it through this tragic time.
Tonight I hug my children just a little bit tighter and send healing thoughts to those mother's that can no longer do that.
Sunday Sewing Lesson
Sunday was Ed's turn to go and play for the day. As usual he wanted to go play golf. So him and my dad went off for a golf game in the afternoon. The cubs and I however had some plans ourselves. Off to grandma and grandpa's house so my Mom could teach me how to sew.
We got there in the afternoon, fed the cubs some baby food carrots, peas and a bottle then got them to sleep. (They wore more than they ate I think). Then armed with my bag of fabric and patterns I set out to learn this craft that has alluded me all my life. I tried to sew once before on a very old machine, but after I ran 2 scrap pieces through they just fell apart on me and I gave it up. But the idea of being able to make matching outfits for the cubs lured me back in.
We got the patterns cut out, pinned to the material, and that just took forever! By the time I was ready to learn how to use the sewing machine the cubs were waking up. But the timing did work out good since Dad and Ed arrived back from golf right about then. So they were able to take care of the cubs while Mom showed me how to use her sewing machine.
My first piece is a pajama for Alex that is dark blue with red race cars on it from the Disney movie Cars. Once I was shown how to thread the machine properly I really took to it. I'm already hitting Ed up for a sewing machine for my birthday, (although I think he might have to go and shop with my mom so he knows what to get). I got almost all of the pajama done except the legs and the snapping up the front and some sort of surging for the inside piece... not sure what that's about but I'm sure my mom will show me.
By now though it was time for dinner, Mom made a yummy roast for all of us and we sat with babies on our laps while we ate. We were all sitting there talking when I guess Alex decided he wanted to be part of the conversation too and let out this scratchy screech.. just out of the blue. We all had a good laugh about that one.
After dinner Alex and Grandpa were asleep in a recliner and we needed to get them home and off to bed. All in all it was a really good day, it'll be hard to come up with a worst of motherhood for today.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is finding out that baby food carrots stain bibs. My Mom found this out when she tried to wash the bibs she has at the house for them. However I did hit mine with spray n wash before I sent them through the machine and it took out all the stains.
The best part of motherhood for this blog are those squeaky, screechy sounds from babies that just show up out of no where.
We got there in the afternoon, fed the cubs some baby food carrots, peas and a bottle then got them to sleep. (They wore more than they ate I think). Then armed with my bag of fabric and patterns I set out to learn this craft that has alluded me all my life. I tried to sew once before on a very old machine, but after I ran 2 scrap pieces through they just fell apart on me and I gave it up. But the idea of being able to make matching outfits for the cubs lured me back in.
We got the patterns cut out, pinned to the material, and that just took forever! By the time I was ready to learn how to use the sewing machine the cubs were waking up. But the timing did work out good since Dad and Ed arrived back from golf right about then. So they were able to take care of the cubs while Mom showed me how to use her sewing machine.
My first piece is a pajama for Alex that is dark blue with red race cars on it from the Disney movie Cars. Once I was shown how to thread the machine properly I really took to it. I'm already hitting Ed up for a sewing machine for my birthday, (although I think he might have to go and shop with my mom so he knows what to get). I got almost all of the pajama done except the legs and the snapping up the front and some sort of surging for the inside piece... not sure what that's about but I'm sure my mom will show me.
By now though it was time for dinner, Mom made a yummy roast for all of us and we sat with babies on our laps while we ate. We were all sitting there talking when I guess Alex decided he wanted to be part of the conversation too and let out this scratchy screech.. just out of the blue. We all had a good laugh about that one.
After dinner Alex and Grandpa were asleep in a recliner and we needed to get them home and off to bed. All in all it was a really good day, it'll be hard to come up with a worst of motherhood for today.
The worst part of motherhood for this blog is finding out that baby food carrots stain bibs. My Mom found this out when she tried to wash the bibs she has at the house for them. However I did hit mine with spray n wash before I sent them through the machine and it took out all the stains.
The best part of motherhood for this blog are those squeaky, screechy sounds from babies that just show up out of no where.
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