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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

A season for change

As we walked home after dropping Logan off at school one day, Savannah stopped at every lawn to look for dandelions to blow. With our lives being so busy and hectic lately, her youthful innocence reminded me to take time for simple things. The seasons are changing for our family, both for us and our extended family. A lot of new and unknown things await--some exciting and some not so exciting--and I am ready for them, but for now I just want to hold on to this moment.

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Monday, November 14, 2011

Deja vu

The other day I walked around the corner and saw this:


It struck me as odd, not only because Savannah was asleep in a toy meant for infants, but also because this was not the first time I have found a child asleep in the exersaucer. Remember this?

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That was almost 3 years ago. I still don't understand how either one could fall asleep in such an awkward place, but maybe it's because I've never tried to sleep in an exersaucer before. Maybe it's more comfortable than it looks.

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But I doubt it.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Family and friends

Back in September my parents were able to come visit for a week or so. It was so nice to have my mom here in the midst of my chaotic 2-job month. Logan was still a novice school attender so it was a comfort to have my mom drop him off and pick him up when I couldn't. They just happened to be here on my Dad's birthday, so we celebrated with cake and pie. My dad has been on some crazy diet for awhile now (and looks great!) but we made him take the night off to enjoy his birthday dessert.

At first he didn't seem to happy about the growing older reminder...

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...but he was a good sport about it...

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...and blew out his candles to humor us.

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We always love it when my parents come to visit, and this was no exception. I'm excited to see them again in just over a week!

Towards the end of September, I got to see another special person in my life. My freshman roommate, Laura, had her first baby, a darling little girl, and I was able to visit them in the hospital! Laura and I were a random match--we didn't know each other at all until we moved into our dorm room together--but it was definitely a match made in heaven. I couldn't have asked for a better roommate or friend than Laura. I know our friendship will be one that stands the test of time, and I love that she lives close and I was able to share this special time with her.

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A week or so later, Laura came by so I could take some pictures of her sweet baby. This is one of the reasons I take pictures--so I can spend quality time with my friends and their newborns!

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Welcome to the world, precious Brooklyn!

Monday, November 7, 2011

First day of school

On August 30, Logan went to his first day of Kindergarten. I thought I was going to have to miss his first day of school because I was supposed to go into work that day, but I switched my schedule around and stayed home to be with my firstborn on his first day of public school. I'm so glad I was there, although I'm pretty sure Logan wouldn't have even noticed if I had not been.

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At Logan's school they didn't have the parents bring their child into the classroom, they just had the kids line up outside and then the teachers walked them in. I had hoped to be able to see him settled at his desk, but in a way this was probably less painful (for me -- again, I don't think it even phased Logan). I only started to tear up once when I saw him standing there with his backpack looking so grown up.


Logan has now been a Kindergartener for 2 months and still loves it. Every day he tells me about something new he has learned or some new friend he made. His favorite part of the day is recess, but I can tell he loves his class time, too. :) Let's just hope this love of learning continues as long as possible!

Savannah funnies

Savannah is at the age where almost everything that comes out of her mouth makes me laugh. Even perfectly normal things sound funny coming out of her little 3-going-on-16 self.

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For instance, the other day she and Logan were watching Newsies, specifically the King of New York scene where they take over a cafe in song and dance. Savannah turns to me and says, "What?! They're dancing on the tables? That's not nice, huh, Mommy."

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Or another example is when we were coming home from the babysitters where Savannah had been watching Gnomeo and Juliet. She wanted to tell me all about the movie.

Sav: Gnomeo is blue, and the girl is red and they looove each other and they KISS. That's gross.
Logan: It's gross unless you're a grownup.
Sav: I don't want to grow up.

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The last one is funny, but also timely and almost made me cry. This was a conversation she and I had over lunch a few days ago.

Sav: I have lots of friends. And Logan has lots of friends, too. Do you have friends Mommy?
Me: Yes, I have friends.
Sav: And Daddy has friends, too. But Isabelle doesn't have friends. [pause] Yes, Isabelle does have friends! She has baby friends!

She then proceeded to list all of her friends and Logan's friends and Isabelle's friends. Yes, we do have lot of wonderful friends and it will be so hard to leave them! But Savannah's innocent comments reminded me to be grateful for all the relationships we cherish, both friends and family. Isn't it crazy how the words of a little girl can make me laugh, cry, and reflect all at the same time?!

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Thursday, November 3, 2011

Belle

It's time for a Belles update. This little monkey has been growing like a weed. She will be 8 months in a week and it is killing me that she continues to get older! Stop growing up, Isabelle!

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In all sincerity, though, I love the first year of a baby's development, and this year with Isabelle is no exception. She has such a delightful personality. I've heard of babies that are happy all the time, but I never thought I would actually have one. She is so easy to please and eager to please. All it takes is a look in her direction and she is all giggles and grins.

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Logan and Savannah LOVE Isabelle, and Isabelle loves them as well. It is nice that she is small enough that their relationship with her is all play and fun instead of crying and fighting. I love that the older two can entertain Isabelle just by letting her watch them play.

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Isabelle pretty much lives in her exersaucer. With wood floors in the bulk of our living space, it's hard to just let her play on the floor.  She has mastered the art of jumping during her time in the saucer and has extremely active legs because of it. Even when lying flat her legs are constantly moving and kicking. Despite her limited floor time, she has figured out how to roll over and sit up. But she is not crawling yet, and I am just fine with that.

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Around 6 months I started Belles on solids. She took to it right away and has been eating like a champ ever since. (My kids have never had eating issues. I think they get that from me. I'm a really good eater... probably too good.) I also started her on a sippy cup at the same time and have been amazed how well she drinks from it. Savannah had a hard time transitioning to a sippy cup at a year, so I wanted to start early with Belle to make sure she had mastered it by the time I was ready to wean her off her bottle. I had no idea she would have it mastered in a week!

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Isabelle's hair has been a great tragedy to me. She was born with a full, thick head of hair. It was soft and beautiful and I loved it. For two months I coveted her gorgeous hair. Then she started rubbing. And her hair fell out. I would find so much hair in her crib that I would have to wash her binky every time she spit it out because it would be covered in hair. I had to take packing tape to her sheets to try and pick up the excess hair after each nap. It was crazy how fast it was falling out. By four months, she not only had a bald spot, she had a bald patch. It spread from ear to ear across the back of her head. These pictures are prior to the worst of it; she literally was bald except for the top part of her head.

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It is gradually growing back now, but I still feel longing when I look at her newborn pictures and see how much hair she had at one point.

(Isabelle's week old head of hair.)
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4 month stats:

Weight: 13.9 lbs (56%)
Height: 25.5 inches (90%)
Head: 16.25 inches (60%)

6 month stats:

Weight: 17.5 lbs (75%)
Height: 25.5 inches (35%)
Head 16 inches (5%)

This just goes to show you can't trust the measurements at the doctor's office. We switched doctors between these two visits, and the nurses at the new doctor didn't take very accurate measurements. I'm pretty sure Isabelle's head did not shrink between 4 and 6 months.


We love you, Babylicious!

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Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Hobble Creek - the race

Exactly one week after the Gracie's Gang 5K, I ran in another race. This one I ran for purely selfish reasons. About a year ago, I had an idea that I would like to run a half-marathon. At that time, I was newly pregnant and so I knew it wouldn't be anytime soon, but I set a goal nonetheless. I looked ahead and calculated exactly how soon I could run a race (given my due date, time for recovery, and time for training). Mid-August seemed about right.

Fast forward to August 20, 2011. My friend Chelsea and I woke up early (4:45 am!) to drive down to Mapleton. We waited in the dark for an hour and a half to board a bus that would take us 13 miles up Hobble Creek Canyon. We were on one of the last buses, so we had just enough time to walk up to the starting line, look around for a bit, and then the blowhorn sounded. I can honestly say I loved the first 10 miles or so of this race. The course meandered down the canyon on a slight decline-- not enough to hurt your knees but enough to give you a little extra boost. Chelsea and I managed to stay just under a 9-min mile pace which was where we were aiming to be. Around mile 10 we came out of the canyon. The remaining 3 miles looped through town and ended at the city park. Those 3 miles, contrary to the first 10, were miserable. I was so tired and wanted to slow down so badly, but Chelsea wouldn't let me. She stayed just a few feet ahead of me, motivating me to keep up. I pushed through the pain and exhaustion, and eventually the finish was in sight. Knowing the finish line (and relief!) was just around the corner, I found a little extra strength and was even able to sprint the last 100 yards or so. My official time was 1:55:41. I had hoped to run it in under 2 hours so I was very, very happy with that finish.

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It's funny, but I am actually almost more proud of training for this half-marathon than actually running it. Finishing was definitely an accomplishment, but the race itself was only a one-time, 2 hour event. Training for the race included 12 weeks of consistent running, something I've never been very good at. Prior to training for this race, the farthest I had ever run was 6 miles, but during training I ran several long runs, including a 12-miler and two 10-milers.

I had a blast and would definitely do it again (in fact, I just signed up for another half-marathon in November). I have developed a love for running that increases every time I go. I hope this is something I can keep up for a long time.