I certainly won't get any time the rest of this week to write this down, so I wanted to do it now as a "Happy Thanksgiving" Hoorah.
This year, here are just a few things I am thankful for...
Ella Fitzgerald
secret doors and passageways
unexpected phone calls
overstuffed sandwiches
railroad stations
big, ironed white cloth napkins
foods that look juicy
kids selling lemonade
flirting
a plethora of pillows
conversations on paper
pay-day
double dares
spiral staircases
being the first person to look at pictures just developed
library ladders
empty parking spaces right up front
balloon animals
sleepy dogs
well worn stone steps
that vacation feeling
paranormal phenomenon
organizing
whispering
old photos
new sandals
de ja vu
county fairs
inside jokes
buck teeth
groves of lemon trees
the many buttons on the washer that give me choices to make me feel important
bizarre fireplace tools whose function nobody knows
AND...
When your ship finally comes in!
Happy Thanksgiving!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
I'm Thankful For...
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Not our typical Evening
Tonight was an unusual night for the Walkers. Dance class was cancelled...so instead of cloggers running in and out of the house, Ivy screaming cause she wants to go dance, Addie crying because I can't giver her attention, a pizza in the oven cause I don't have time to cook a real dinner, me running to answer the door and the phone and running to control parking...we did this: Robbie relaxed on the couch. Ivy colored in her high chair with "buckeys". (markers) Addie enjoyed her toys. And mom cooked a stew. (which was a lot less yellow than it appears in this picture) It was a good night! This must be what normal families experience...
Am I allowed to even share this picture?
So...I was trying to unload the dishwasher and Ivy was underfoot. So, I put her up the stove while I unloaded it (watching her very carefully of course). I kept handing dishes out of the dishwasher to her to keep her busy. And when I handed my breast pump to her...this is what she did.
Why won't she mimick me doing things like the laundry? ;)
Thursday, November 12, 2009
As I was doing the dishes, and cleaning the house and folding the laundry today I was thinking...
When did Addie have her last feeding?
Does Ivy have all the winter clothes she needs?
Why does Ivy keep getting that rash on her neck?
Is Addie warm enough in her cradle?
When was Ivy's last bowel movement? Do I need to give her some juice?
When are Ivy's books due back at the library?
What am I going to fix the family for dinner?
How can I get Addie to go down for the night earlier?
And then it hit me...
What did I used to think about?
Firsts...
First French braids!!! 1 year, 5 months, and 20 days old. First pigtail!!! 6 weeks, and 1 day old. I promise Addie's not upset about her hair...
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Game night
Deck of Pinochle cards : $2.34
Orange Julius : $1.89
Robbie having to drink his out of a huge straw because of a killer canker sore : Priceless
It was fun! We should do it again!
New skirt
I made this skirt for Ivy with a little help from my sewing expert friend Steph. (Thanks Steph!)
When I asked Ivy to show off her new skirt, this is what she did.
I even have enough material left over to make a matching one for Addie. Enough time? We'll see...
Often times...
Often times you can find these looks on Addie and Ivy's faces.
Is this how I should measure my success as a mom? Because they just look so happy...
Monday, October 19, 2009
As requested
I have had some requests to compare Ivy and Addie's baby pictures. So without further ado... More to come!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Then there were 4...
I realized today that my sweet baby girl was a month old, and I had yet to post anything about her. I have plenty of pictures though, so be prepared!
The labor and delivery went just splendid. Ivy was ten days late and I was in labor for 19 hours. I went into labor with Addie on her due date, and was only in labor for 8 hours. Splendid indeed! :) We couldn't afford to deliver Addie at the birthing center this time, so we went to St. Alphonsus. They were really supportive of me wanting a non-medicated birth and tried to just stay out of my way while I labored.
We were all on our way home from getting some costume measurements (that reminds me Trinity -- we have a drinking fountain in our house because we own a dance studio behind our house and the dancers come right inside our back door to use the bathroom and get a drink. Thank you for asking:) when I had my first painful contraction. I didn't think anything of it until I had another painful contraction 6 minutes later. I had already prepared myself emotionally that I wouldn't be going into labor on my due date - so I was kind of excited that this might be it! So we went home and I told Robbie that I was going to go relax in the bathtub and if they continued for another half an hour, then we could assume it was the real thing. Well, they continued for a half hour, but then completely stopped for a half hour. I told Adelynn she better quit messing around and make up her mind whether she was coming or not! After that little pep talk, she decided to come for real. I labored at home for another 2 hours then I decided the contractions were painful enough for us to head to my moms house to labor some more. (her house is half way to the hospital, and I didn't know how fast things were going to happen so we thought it would be a good idea to not have as far to go) We were only there another hour and then it was time to go. When we arrived at the hospital I was dialated to a 4.5. P.S. I had to lay in the bed for 20 minutes so they could monitor the baby and why on EARTH any woman could labor laying down is BEYOND me! I labored another couple hours walking around and in our room then I asked to use the tub. By the time they got the tub ready, I was only able to be in there for 15 minutes before I felt my water break. As soon as the words came out of my mouth that my water just broke, I was screaming that I had to push. Seriously. Had. To. Push. So they called my doctor in while they were telling me I had to get out of the tub before I could push, so I did, all the while yelling a bit to help me not push - but I couldn't help myself. By the time I had one leg up on the bed, her head was out and by the time I had my other leg up on the bed, she was out. The doctor barely had enough time to put her gloves on to catch Addie. Because she came so fast, I did tear. That was the only hard part about a natural birth...you're not numb for the stitches! :) But I was once again SO GLAD we had a natural birth. It was a beautiful experience.
And I can't tell this story without a shout out to Robbie. I got lots of, "you did phenomenal," and "what a champ," and "I can't believe you could do that!" But to be completely honest - the only way I was able to have a natural birth because of Robbie. He is such a good coach, and supported my every second! There were a couple times he couldn't be with me during contractions, and honestly, those contractions were a lot harder to get through than the ones where he was holding me. Thank you sweetheart for being my strength!
Life since Addie has been difficult. I feel like it's been a harder transition to 4 than there was to 3. I know lots of people feel differently. We just can't seem to get into a routine. Addie has also come with her own set of challenges. She has pretty severe acid reflux. We had to try a few different medications before we found that Prevacid works best. On top of that, she has colic. This makes our nights pretty rough. Bedtime before 3 am around here is quite rare. Then because she cries so much between the two, she gives herself painful gas from swallowing so much air. It doesn't help that she also got her dad's cold. I feel so bad for her. She's seemed just plain miserable since she got here for one reason or another. When she sin't in pain she is just the SWEETEST thing ever with the CUTEST smile I have ever seen. Ever. It should all work itself out here in a few months. But this is why I haven't had a chance to post anything yet. But I wouldn't trade her for anything. I don't know what I was worried about, wondering how I could ever love another baby as much as Ivy. As soon as I saw her, out popped another piece of my heart I didn't know was there. What did we ever do without you, Addie?
Ivy has been so sweet with her. She loves to give Addie loves, and gets so excited when she's awake. Her favorite thing is to help carry her form room to room and feels so betrayed when we don't let her help. (sometimes you just don't have time to take a half an hour to go from the kitchen to the bedroom!)
So this is our new little family. Welcome home Adelynn!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
In all my Glory
Here it is. The baby bump. **ahem. I mean...the baby boulder** I realized today that when I was pregnant with Ivy I took a profile picture like every month. This is my only one with Adelynn.
Kara: "Robbie, would you take a quick picture?"
Robbie: "oh yeah, you haven't taken any pictures with this baby yet."
Kara: "I know, I feel like a horrible mother."
(Robbie takes picture)
Robbie: "There. Now go enjoy some Addie time." (as he motions to the couch)
Ivy: (starts screaming to let me know she needs some lunch)
Poor Addie. I guess you'll get your turn soon enough. ;)
5 more days!!! P.S. The doctor said I was dialated to a 2, that I would probably go full term, and she was a predicting another 8 lb. baby. Sweet.