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Welcome to the family

December 27th, 2014

Duke was born Tuesday, 12/16, at 8:06am weighing a hearty 7lbs 3oz (at 37 weeks).       I was able to spend about 10 min with him after he was born before they brought him into the NICU for breathing issues.  Can I just tell you, it’s a weird feeling to be laying on the […]



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Duke was born Tuesday, 12/16, at 8:06am weighing a hearty 7lbs 3oz (at 37 weeks).

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I was able to spend about 10 min with him after he was born before they brought him into the NICU for breathing issues.  Can I just tell you, it’s a weird feeling to be laying on the OR table, with a blue sheet in front of you, after your husband & baby leave…I mean, could someone talk to me?  Keep me company?  Tell me a funny joke?  Sing a song??

 

Duke stayed in the NICU all day Tuesday, Wednesday & was able to come up to my room Thursday PM.  I’m enjoying snuggling him and admiring his sandy blonde hair.

 

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Welcome to the family Duke Marco.  I hope you’re prepared for the crazy that is our house.   A dog always in your business & a brother who is loud & rambunctious.


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Thanksgiving

December 10th, 2014

Since I’m having a baby in two weeks, we didn’t travel for Thanksgiving this year.   Let me start off by saying, no offense to anyone & everyone who has ever hosted us in the past, but Thanksgiving this year, just us, at our house, was the best ever.   A few of our friends […]



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Since I’m having a baby in two weeks, we didn’t travel for Thanksgiving this year.

 

Let me start off by saying, no offense to anyone & everyone who has ever hosted us in the past, but Thanksgiving this year, just us, at our house, was the best ever.

 

A few of our friends were kind enough to invite us over, but I just wasn’t feeling it.  I was really looking forward to a low key day/evening.

 

We spent the day just hanging out, Matt, Link, Lucy & myself.  We had a lot of much needed family time.  Link was a rock star & a good listener all day.  We made a few papa murphy pizza’s for dinner.  Don’t snub your nose at us, it was so relaxed.  I also made sure to have a few staples – strawberry & pretzel salad and jellied cranberry sauce.


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Potty Training

December 1st, 2014

I decided we should tackle potty training this weekend – you know, since I had a 4 day weekend.   I was about to go in blindly, but my neighbor was kind enough to send me the “3 day potty training” method last minute.  I read up on that Wednesday night and we were off […]



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I decided we should tackle potty training this weekend – you know, since I had a 4 day weekend.

 

I was about to go in blindly, but my neighbor was kind enough to send me the “3 day potty training” method last minute.  I read up on that Wednesday night and we were off to the races Thursday.

 

Thursday consisted of many accidents and a lot of “Link, is your underwear clean & dry?”  & “please let mommy or daddy know if you have to use the potty”.  By the end of Thursday night, I had repeated myself so much, I wanted to eye roll myself.

 

Friday we had a few success’, but mostly more accidents.

 

Saturday, day three, when they should be getting it, was awful.  Link basically was defiant all day & ignored whatever Matt & I said (even if it wasn’t about potty training).  Matt & I both took turns having parent time outs – seriously, it was awful.  I guess we should have expected it, after all, we were all cooped up in the house together for three straight days.  NEVER.AGAIN.  It’s not for the weak.

 

I know the potty training method should take three days, and I was about to throw in the towel this AM (start of day 4) & try again in a month.  However, I thought, “heck, we’ll see how the AM goes”.  It went AWESOME.  Link wore the same pair of underwear ALL DAY.  That means no accidents.  He even told us he had to go, without us reminding him much.  I’m way proud of him.

 

I am feeling way more confident about this whole process.
Now onto a bigger challenge – daycare.  They were the ones who really encouraged us to try, so I’m sure they’ll be on their game tomorrow.  With that said, I’ve packed 12 pairs of underwear, 2 extra pairs of socks, 6 pairs of pants, & a couple of shirts (you never know with a penis, those things are crazy & get pee everywhere if not careful!).

 

Now that I’m thinking about it, I should probably throw in more socks & an extra pair of shoes…..


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two and a half

November 5th, 2014

Although two and a half is proving to have its moments, I’m totally falling in love with Link all over again.  The kid cracks me up, even through both of our tears.   He’s been struggling with staying in his room at night after we put him down (and waking up at the butt crack […]



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Although two and a half is proving to have its moments, I’m totally falling in love with Link all over again.  The kid cracks me up, even through both of our tears.

 

He’s been struggling with staying in his room at night after we put him down (and waking up at the butt crack of dawn, but that’s a different issue).  Wednesday PM’s is my night to call my BFF Susan.  A few weeks ago, I was on the phone w/ her when he got out of bed, so I put him back into bed and he said “mama, I need to hug your muscles”.  I thought it was odd, but he grabbed my right arm, hugged it w/ his arms & rested his head on my chest & then did the same w/ my left.  10 min. later he was out of his room again, so I brought him back to bed, covered him up & he said (CLEAR AS DAY!) “mama, I need to snuggle your nipples” and then proceeded to hug each boob.  He now can not just give me a hug, he needs to “snuggle my nipples”.  *sighs*.  I sure hope he doesn’t ask the daycare teachers this request before naptime.  :/

 

I know every mom says this, but I wish I kept better track of things he says & the conversations we have.  They are fabulous.  I couldn’t wait for Link to start talking & I have not been disappointed.

 

While drawing on his board Saturday, he turns & around & says to me: “No coloring on the floor!  My daddy ask me!”

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His comprehension is slowly getting there.  Because Link is 2.5, he struggles with reasoning.  We’ve been giving him good choices & bad choices, and he can pick his destiny.  It seems when he makes a bad choice, he sends himself into a never ending spiral down the drain.  Matt has instated the “thinking chair”.  I.E. he sits on the oversized chair in the living room until he “gets his mind right” (as I put it).

 

Last night we were facetiming Grandma, and when asked to say goodbye, Link said no.  Matt ended the call.  That set Link out of control, because he apparently DID want to say goodbye (even though when asked 3 times prior, he said no).  The kid couldn’t recover, so off to the thinking chair he went.  I think he spent 5 minutes in there raging before he was rational again.  We talked about why he was there, said our peace, hugged it out & went on our way.  5 min. later at the train table he says to me “I made bad choice & had to sit in the thinking chair until I got my mind right”.  I couldn’t help but smile.  Smile because he’s comprehending him & smile because it was so cute/funny to hear him talk about getting his mind right.

 

I seriously love this boy.


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numbers

October 17th, 2014

Lets talk numbers.  Numbers on the scale & numbers around my chest.   It’s no shocker the numbers on the scale are escalating at a rapid rate.  I gained 60lbs with Link.  That was with a lot of daily exercise & eating fairly well.  This time around, I’m not exercising as much or as hard […]



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Lets talk numbers.  Numbers on the scale & numbers around my chest.

 

It’s no shocker the numbers on the scale are escalating at a rapid rate.  I gained 60lbs with Link.  That was with a lot of daily exercise & eating fairly well.  This time around, I’m not exercising as much or as hard and not eating as spectacular.  I’d love for the scale to not rapidly increase, but I feel like it’s in my destiny.  Even the month I tried extremely hard, I still gained 5lbs (which my dr. congratulated me on, apparently I gained 14lbs the previous month – win?).

 

I think of the weight I’ve gained so far, 30 of it has been in my boobs.  Holy smokes my boobs.  In August, I bought bigger bras, with room to grow.  I was busting out of them by end of September.  Last Saturday, I found the time to hit up Kohls and buy some bigger & less expensive ones.  Sunday AM I put one on, and it didn’t fit, how does that happen?  COME ON!  I did return them and found a better fitting bra…it’s only a 40DD (started at 34B/C).   I still have 2 months to go friends…TWO MONTHS!!

 

I miss my old bras.  I miss my old boobs.  I miss my old pants.  Please come back, please!?!?!?!


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Adenoidectomy

September 23rd, 2014

Link got his adenoids out three weeks ago (i’m behind).   He was a champ, really.  It was a simple & quick procedure, but hard for a two year old to comprehend why he can’t have his morning bar when he wakes up (he’s a man of routine!).  I think he asked every single person […]



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Link got his adenoids out three weeks ago (i’m behind).

 

He was a champ, really.  It was a simple & quick procedure, but hard for a two year old to comprehend why he can’t have his morning bar when he wakes up (he’s a man of routine!).  I think he asked every single person who came into our pre op room for another sticker.  His wishes were granted.

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The worst part was probably 30 min. before he had to go back to the operating room he fell and smacked his lip on the corner of the chair.   Thankfully it happened while the nurse practitioner was in the room giving us more information.  There was blood EVERYWHERE, but she was able to quickly get us some rags & ice.  The NP did say “well, I’ll note this in his chart & the MD can take a look when he’s out to see if he needs stitches”.  Thanks!

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Just prior to going back to the operating room, the Anesthesiologist came in to talk to us.  She said it generally takes 4-5 breaths of gas before the kids are out.  Ok, cool!  I take Link back to the OR (actually, he walked there and didn’t even care that I came with.  I’m just an accessory).  The anesthesiologist put this “goop” (for lack of a better word) in his mask that smelled good to entice him to keep the mask on & breath the gas.  I get Link on the table & they try to put the mask on him & he fights it.

Me: I know this sounds weird, but he is ridiculously strong for a 2.5 year old.  It is going to take more than two of you to hold him down & keep the mask on.

Nurse & anesthesiologist: It’s ok, we do this all the time.  Plus, we have the goop that he’ll like to smell.

Me: Ok….

At this point, we’re 10+ hits into the mask & Link is still fighting (so much for 4-5 breaths).  The nurse is attempting to hold the mask NEAR his mouth & his arms and the anesthesiologist is holding his legs.  However, he’s flopping around & twisting & it’s clearly not working.  Now steps in his ENT who says “I saw this kid in my office, it took 3 nurses to hold him down for a nasal scope & even that was almost not enough, you need another hand”.  Word up doc!  They enlisted another nurse strictly to control his head & it wasn’t much longer after that he was out.

 

The entire procedure probably didn’t last 20 minutes.  His ENT told us the adenoids were blocking 75% of his passage way (much bigger than he thought), which was a relief (odd I know).  When he scoped Link in his office he told me they weren’t the biggest he’s seen, but thought they should come out.  Because of that statement, Matt & I ho-hummed if it was necessary to put Link through the procedure.

 

Link had a hard time in recovery (he screamed so much they moved us into a private room).  After we got him to relax & take a short cat nap, we were discharged.

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Aside from barfing in the car on the way home, he had no real lasting side effects.  He was pretty much back to his normal shenanigans by 4pm.


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Link meets the ENT

August 21st, 2014

Link caught an awful cold in December & since, his nose has never been the same.  He essentially went December-beginning of May with a constantly runny nose, a couple of ear infections, with little to no relief in sight (there were a few booger free days, but they were sparse).    I thought we got past […]



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Link caught an awful cold in December & since, his nose has never been the same.  He essentially went December-beginning of May with a constantly runny nose, a couple of ear infections, with little to no relief in sight (there were a few booger free days, but they were sparse).    I thought we got past it, but star beginning of June, he got another cold in which he has yet to recover from.  This one also involved an ear infection.

 

Over the weekend he complained of his ear hurting & was super whiney.  Matt took him to urgent care and he was diagnosed with another ear infection.  My mom told me to see what our pediatrician thought about tubes in his ears.    Our new pediatrician got us in right away on Monday & confirmed Link had “monkey’s” in his ears.  She upped his antibiotic and referred us to an ENT.  Dr. M told me he most definitely probably needs tubes & possibly his adenoids removed, but she’s no specialist.

 

Yesterday, Link met the ENT.   I thought it was just going to be a basic visit, you know, look at his ears & talk.  Nope….  It was traumatic (for him, not me, I was cool, the entire time).  It fell apart when Dr. F looked into his ears.  I anticipated this melt down – Link hatse his ears looked at.  Measuring height?  Heck yea!  Blood pressure?  Bring it on.  Heart rate?  Woohoo!  Temperature?  Cool.  Throat Swab?  Whatev’.  Peak in the ears?  Earth shattering.
Thankfully, the audiologist knew exactly how to cheer him up.  Let him play with toys in the sound booth while they checked his hearing (didn’t see this part coming of the apt. coming).  Thankfully, he has no hearing loss.   If they score 20 or less on a sound, it’s a fail.  Link scored awesome with the exception of 25’s on 50 dB or less, but she gave him a pass because he was talking the entire time (yeah, my kid is a talker, a very loud talker – shocker).    We however, didn’t get to the test that involved seeing if he had fluid in his ears because it involved an ear bud.  The audiologist & I tried, but there was no wrangling my 2 year old.  He’s a beast.  A very very strong beast.

 

Dr. F (the ENT) was pleased with his hearing test.   Then this happened.

Dr. F – I don’t know if Link needs ear tubes, but I think getting his adenoids removed would help with his ear infections and post nasal drip

Me – ok….

Dr. F – In 99% of my patients, I look at their adenoids before making this recommendation.  In your case, I’m not going to look.

Me – do you think they are that bad?

Dr. F – no, but your kid isn’t going to like me sticking a scope up his nose.  The only other option is an x-ray, and those frequently give me bad results.  I’m just going to make the recommendation.

Me – does any kid like a scope up their nose?

Dr. F – did you see that boy in the hallway a minute ago?

Me – yes

Dr. F – he just had his nose scoped…did you hear him?

Me – no…

Dr. F – *smiles*

Me – He’ll get over it.  If you’d feel better making this recommendation by scoping his nose & looking at his adenoids, you can do it.

Dr. F – Are you sure?

Me – Yeah, I’m sure.  How bad can it be?

Dr. F – Your kid isn’t going to do well with this.  For comfort reasons, I will not make you hold him down.

*opens door & calls in 2 nurses – both said, with shocked faces “you’re going to scope Link!?!?!?!?!?”  Do we have a toy to give him?*

One nurse sat in the dreaded chair & Link knew something was up instantly.  She put him on her lap & held his legs down with her legs & his arms w/ hers.  Another was in charge of his head.  Before Dr. F even got the scope out, Link flipped.  This then required another nurse for strictly his legs.   The whole scoping process took about three times longer than it should have because Link was not sitting still.  I heard Dr. F say about 300 times “almost done” and the nurses say “he’s soooooo strong for a 2 year old!” meanwhile Link is screaming and looking at me with sheer terror in his eyes.  At one point, Link screamed “just stop it, now!”  (I sort of giggled, I’m a bad mom).

He was rewarded with a bathtub fishing set by the nurses & chicken nuggets with chocolate milk by me (totally lame, but it was the best I could do w/o going into the grocery store).

Thankfully our night ended happily ever after in the bathtub.  (he slept with all 4 fish too).

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the number 20….

August 19th, 2014

It’s been 20 days since I last posted – WHAT???  Ugh  I’ve been seriously slacking on my blogging.  I want to blog, I want to blog all day, but my mind is all “uhhh…duhhh…uhhh…got any red vines?….”  It’s been ridiculous.  Not to mention, we haven’t been up to very much, except the usual.  I should […]



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It’s been 20 days since I last posted – WHAT???  Ugh  I’ve been seriously slacking on my blogging.  I want to blog, I want to blog all day, but my mind is all “uhhh…duhhh…uhhh…got any red vines?….”  It’s been ridiculous.  Not to mention, we haven’t been up to very much, except the usual.  I should just start blogging the usual (novel idea).

 

20 also marks how many weeks I am today.  Boom – half way folks.  Half way.
Here is baby boy Williams at 16 weeks.  Yes, I was one of those freaks who paid an ultrasound place $100 to determine the sex early.  I just couldn’t wait until my 21 week apt…I couldn’t.  No ma’am.  No sir.  The suspense was way worse this time around.  Now am I at peace with my world again – that’s all that matters, right?

 

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Lake House Vacation Part 2

July 30th, 2014

Once we arrived at the Lake, it was awesome.  Link was stoked to see his Poppy (sorry Mimi). Poppy quickly showed Link the pontoon in which Link blared the horn for what seemed like forever.  Toddlers & buttons!  It didn’t matter – it was one of the rare times I saw a smile on Link’s […]



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Once we arrived at the Lake, it was awesome.  Link was stoked to see his Poppy (sorry Mimi).

Poppy quickly showed Link the pontoon in which Link blared the horn for what seemed like forever.  Toddlers & buttons!  It didn’t matter – it was one of the rare times I saw a smile on Link’s face that day.

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Friday was a relaxed day while we waited for Sarah & B to come with the cousins.  Link LOVED hanging out w/ Gabe.  There might be a 4 year age difference between the two, but boy do they have a lot in common.  Rough housing, trains, cars, planes, & movies.   Link was in heaven.
Saturday we attended the parade – Link’s first ever.  He didn’t quite know what to make of it.  On one hand, he thought seeing the fire trucks & tractors up close was mind blowing, but hearing their loud noises was terrifying.  Link also didn’t quite get the concept of gathering candy – obviously not my child.  Thanks Poppy for helping the kid out!

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We ended Saturday by roasting marshmallows & fire works.  Link showed he had some of my DNA in him & didn’t like smores, but LOVED the marshmallows.  Again, not a fan of the fireworks – “they loud mommy”.

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Sunday it was back to Denver we went.  It was a much better trip & Link was to full of the sillies to nap.

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Oh!  Did I mention Allison got a bounce house for her birthday & kindly brought it with her to the lake to share with her cousins?  I’m positive we need one (and the view).

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Lake house vacation part 1

July 22nd, 2014

This past weekend Link & I went to my parents lake house.  I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for a month – there was a parade involved & I figured he’d love it.  Not to mention he’s been talking non stop all summer about boating & swimming w/ the fishies.   Our trip didn’t […]



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This past weekend Link & I went to my parents lake house.  I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for a month – there was a parade involved & I figured he’d love it.  Not to mention he’s been talking non stop all summer about boating & swimming w/ the fishies.

 

Our trip didn’t start off on the right foot.  By the time we go to the airport at 8am, I knew it was going to be a long day of battling Link’s strong will.  We made it through security just fine and were headed to our gate & grab some food.  Once we got near our gate, I noticed there was no one in line at the counter so I figured now was my chance to gate check the stroller & not have to worry about it later.  While I did that, Link wandered over to the window to look at planes.  I told him it was time to leave, we were going to grab breakfast, & I assured him we’d eat in front of the window in the restaurant so he could still see planes.  He started to panic.  I told him we could look at planes out this window for another 2 min. and then I was going to need him to make a good decision and walk with me to breakfast , where we could still see planes, or I was going to have to carry him, which he was not going to like.

 

Shocker, he opted for option 2 – and FREAKED OUT.  I carried him, kicking, screaming “I want planes!” & crying, to the bakery where I ordered our food (we got dirty looks from everyone).  At first, I tried to explain that we could sit next to the window (I even showed him) where we could not only see parked planes, but planes taking off & landing.  It didn’t help.  His panic & rage got worse.  I ignored him and could only focus on all the looks I was getting and how incredibly slow the guy making bagels was taking.  Dude…I no longer care if it’s toasted.  You don’t even need to put the cream cheese on, I’ll eat it plain – JUST GIVE ME MY BAGEL SO I CAN GO HIDE!  Also, by this time, I’m sweating through my shirt – no joke.  Sweat from trying not to drop my unruly 2 year old.  Sweat from rage.  Sweat from embarrassment.

 

We found a seat next to the window and I watched two separate couples get up & leave mid meal.  Mind you, my kid is still raging.  At this point, I’m calling Matt, and also crying.  I know he can’t help me, but maybe he can talk me off the ledge.  He reassured me that even though it feels like this has been going on for 60 years, it’s only going to last a few more minutes & I just need to force food in his mouth & hang on.  Link finally settled down.  He also ate ¾ of my bagel and ¾ of his muffin.  Looking back, he exuding one of his fathers traits – extremely irrational & angry when hungry.  I should have seen the signs & known better.

 

Just as I was thinking about how much of a jerk he was being, he wiped my cheek and said “mommy, you sad?” and gave me the most pathetic look ever.  Ugh…this boy.
Thankfully, the flight went pretty good, although he was restless.  I should have bought the lady sitting in front of us a drink for all the times Link kicked her seat.

At last, we landed, found our luggage and rented our car.  The man at Avis must have seen my pit stains & was kind enough to pull the car up for us.  I loaded Link up and started to drive to the nearest McDonalds to grab a quick lunch.  However, this happened before we even got out of the rental car parking garage.

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Link slept the entire 1 hour & 45 min. drive to the lake.  It was exactly what I needed to get my mind right.