Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Quack quack


Ah yes, there it is.  31 week belly.

Heeeeeeey fat girl!”  Said the funny homeboy on my way to the airport the other day.  I just laughed.  It was a compliment right?  He told me I was “stylin and profilin.”  A quick urban dictionary search said it means to “have class; so fresh and so clean.”  Well okay then.  I’ll take it.

Soooo…at the risk of being a little TMI I have to explain something.  I mean I thought I had escaped it this time around but noooo…it’s come back full force in the last week or so.  And it hurts.  A lot.

Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t one to complain.  Pregnancy is good to me.  Aside from the pukes earlier on, I’ve had it easy.  But I have to warn people if they see me out in public waddling around like I’ve been riding a horse non stop for 12 days straight.


Click click and read all about it.  I had this with my other full term pregnancies and read that it just gets worse each time.  Sweetness! 

So today I walked up the stairs and gasped in pain.  I climbed into the car and cringed.  I have to get dressed sitting down as if I’m 90 years old with bad hips.  And yes, I waddled around like a sad, fat duck because my bones feel like they are literally grinding together. 

But hey other than that, it’s going great!  No really.   It’s not something I whine about a lot or wish for my pregnancy to go by more quickly because I am cherishing this time with my baby boy.  Just him and me!

Where have I been?

Wow, lack of blogging much?  I have good reasons.  I promise.

First of all, I’ve been doing photoshoots and those take up a lot of time.  Good time, but still time.

And second…I have been spending the past few days with this boy:

Look at that scrawny little cutie!  My little nephew, J, has had a rough go these past few weeks.  Born with what is called malrotation of the bowel, little J had to have emergency corrective surgery at only five days old!  They only figured this all out when my sister knew something wasn’t right.  He was fussy, throwing up yellow and seemingly in pain.  Thank goodness for an alert pediatrician who told them to go immediately to the E.R at the Children’s hospital.  Poor baby.  He had emergency surgery to correct the problem.  At only 5 days old!  You can’t see the scar in the picture, but it’s there, under that diaper flap, across his abdomen. He  spent two very long weeks in the NICU to assure he was digesting properly, half of that time he could only have an I.V. 

Did I mention my sister and her husband have three other children?  It’s just not feasible to spend all your time at the hospital when you have others who also require much attention.  Thankfully my mom was there initially, then the other grandma and then my other sister and I flew up over T-day to help them (thanks to my parents).

And here is the concerned and exhausted mom and dad, on their first night home administering some Tylenol.  My sister’s face just says it all.


We managed to come up with a decent Thanksgiving meal to salvage what was left of their holiday week.  J was released from the NICU just in time!



And this girl, my little niece.  A princess in a house full of brothers.  Oh I love her.  She has everybody in that house wrapped around her finger.  Only 2.5 and just the feistiest little girl I have ever met!

Not to mention she’s got some serious looks.  Her parents are in deep trouble when she’s a teenager.

So now I’m back home and left my sister to fatten up her sweet little newborn.  Can you believe that in only the 10th week of pregnancy is when his bowels formed incorrectly?  That just seems crazy to me considering they were probably the size of a piece of thread! 

And what about MY family?  The girls were left with their dad back home.  I didn’t worry about them once.  I knew they were in good hands.  My mom has been so helpful watching them while the husband worked. 

I see how hard it is for my sister to live so far from family during difficult times like this but their ward was amazing.  They really looked after them.  They watched their kids, fed them dinner and prayed for them constantly.  I am so grateful for that!

Also, my husband is awesome.  I mean truly.  After worrying about how the girls would fare if I went at a different time he suggested I go over Thanksgiving weekend since he had off most of those days.  He did fun things with the kiddos, kept the house clean, did the laundry and never complained about me being gone over a very important holiday!  See?  Awesome.  Thanks hon.

Friday, November 18, 2011

I’m legit

I had my first ever parent-teacher conference on Monday. I’ll admit.  It was bizarre.  Especially since it’s the same elementary school I attended when I was her age.  And especially since my brother still attends the same school.  Yeah.  Definitely bizarre.

And did I mention her teacher has the same last name as our family? Yup.  Pretty funny. 

Anyway it went great.  I am so very proud of  my little girl who follows directions, respects others around her, finishes her work on time, knows her stuff and is in the extra reading group.  I expected nothing less to be honest.  She is a good girl.  Tender hearted.  A little high strung. Sensitive and sweet.  She is as bright as they come and I’m so glad she is such a good example of what it means to be a good student. 


I’m hoping this will last throughout all her years of school.  And yes, sometimes I do wish her excellent behavior spilled over into her home life but hey, nobody’s perfect.


Tuesday, November 15, 2011


Obviously dressing up is nothing new around here.  Especially since moving next door to Diva’s BFF.  Between the three of these girls, they have enough dresses to wardrobe an entire kingdom.

But I’m not talking about the dresses.  My friend, Kara, whom I’ve known for quite a few years now just opened up an Etsy Shop and sells (among other things) these freakin adorable beanies.  I saw her post them on Facebook and I immediately had to have them. 

And then of course, I had to take pictures.  It was extremely impromptu, they happened to already be dressed up running around outside, so I plopped the hats on their heads and said “Come stand right here really quick!”  haha. 



Munchkin actually refused to pull her hat down any farther than pictured. 

I actually have to tell Diva to stop posing for the camera.   It annoys me.  I want her to look like a child, not a paid actress. ha. 

This is miss Adds.  I love her freckles and big blue eyes.  She’s a sweetheart.

Oh wait! I DID get her to pull her hat down.  And it lasted about 5 seconds.



The end.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

You like to play?


I never really understood how much little M plays with her older sister during the day, until older sister was gone for most of it and I was left to fill the void.  I can’t tell you how tempting it is to pop in a movie so I can snooze (hey I just found out I’m severely anemic…don’t judge!) or do other things but for the most part I refrain.  We spend time running errands, going to the library and playing dolls.  A lot of dolls.  I can’t quite keep up with her imagination and I laugh at how much I actually played with Barbies when I was little.  I mean hours and hours of Barbies.  Man.  Adults are boring.


Miss M is constantly bringing me her dolls and saying, “You like to play?”  Okaaaaay.  So I stop what I’m doing and play 5, 10, 15 minutes at a time.  Today the dolls went to the store to get some rice, chips and popcorn.  Variety is key.  It might not be the most titillating 5 or 10 minutes of my life but it makes Munchkin so happy and I can rarely refuse her request. 

Oh yeah, don’t you love Rapunzel’s dreads?  Thanks be to her spending 90% of her life in the bathtub. 


Sunday, November 6, 2011


The rain. Obvi.

Diva is getting so.sick. of me taking her pictures.  I don’t get much out of her these days and I absolutely don’t blame her. I would be sick of me too.


But I can still be in stealth mode with a longer lens and not constantly asking them to smile.  Just catching them in their element. 

Today was playing in the rain.  Luckily it stopped long enough to snap a few.  Have I ever mentioned that Munchkin loves apples?  She does.  I have to have them in our fridge at all times. 


I have been doing a couple photo shoots lately.  Most recent is on my photo blog and last night I had a fun time at the beach with my sister and her family.  They are so photogenic it’s annoying.  No just kidding.  I’ll have their session up my blog later.

And hey, even though I feel a bit silly for asking…I think you all should “Like” my photography page on Facebook.  Pretty please?  If you haven’t already that is.  I haven’t been super proactive about promoting my photography business (you know..the whole every mom that has a camera has a photog business negativity out there??) Anyway, I really love photography and I can only take so many pictures of my children. 

Click on my photo blog button on my sidebar and you can follow the link on the sidebar to Like my page.

Thanks peeps.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Catching Zz’s


Sleeping Diva on Mom and Dad’s bed. 10:30 pm 11-4-11

Bed time is a battle with this girl.  I blame myself.  She has trouble falling asleep and I know she gets that from me.  Little Munchkin can fall asleep in 10 seconds flat (gets that from her Dad), all the awhile Diva is fretting that she’ll be the only one awake in the house.  Sad isn’t it? 

She comes up with a million and one reasons why we should come back in her room to talk to her.  She stalls.  She whines.  She cries and she desperately tries to keep her sister awake.  My gosh.  She’s only 5 years old.  Her wild imagination can really be a curse at times.

Sometimes I am understanding.  Most  Other times I just want her to go the H to sleep.

And then after one or two or three hours of her fidgeting, reading, thumb-sucking, staring, whispering and just plain non-sleeping, she’s out. 

And come 7:00, 7:20, 7:30…etc am when it’s time to wake up for Early Bird day at school…she’s still out. 

I tell ya…I just can’t win.


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