Monday, December 31, 2007

The House That We Built


I thought I would have a Christmas post first, but I'm so excited about our house, I just had to post it! My awesome sister went to our house and took pictures of it in progress! It looks like a house! Wow! And check out the jetted tub - makes you want to take a bath, huh? Now we just need to get our house sold :)


This will be the media room.


K & C in front of the house - E was sooo excited to see her cousins in front of "our new house" (her words) :)


Bubble baths - here I come!

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Thursday Thirteen: Things You Should Not Do in December

  1. Have a baby.
  2. Have baby #3.
  3. Have baby #3 and two kids aged 3 and under.
  4. Have baby #3 and two kids aged 3 and under and have your house on the market.
  5. Have baby #3 and two kids aged 3 and under and have your house on the market and be ready to show said house with 15 minutes notice.
  6. Have baby #3 be the baby who doesn't like her swing and won't sleep longer than 30 minutes without being held.
  7. Plan on doing any kind of gift-giving if you have baby #3. You should have finished it in November, silly. Along with many other things.
  8. Plan on remembering to actually send all the gifts you finally attained. Some gifts are still sitting in the house ready to ship with the boxes that you finally sent out on Dec 20th. Now they STILL won't get those gifts (the non-shipped ones) by Christmas.
  9. Leave wrapped gifts under the Christmas tree with an almost 2-year-old boy in the house. They won't stay wrapped and they won't stay gifts.
  10. Take a 3-year-old Christmas shopping and leave baby #3 home. Shopping with a 3-year-old takes three times as long. And somebody will need to be nursed sooner rather than later. Plus, said 3-year-old has discovered the "getting" involved in presents. She wants to give but she sure wants to get too.
  11. Work 40 hours in three days two weeks before Christmas.
  12. Plan on being supermom two weeks after baby #3 is born. The time for supermomming is past. You had nine months to be supermom. Now you're just frazzled, sleepless, frumpy postpartum Mom.
  13. Forget the true meaning of Christmas and the *gulp* delight of being a mom. You've got to recognize that the baby whose birth we celebrate doesn't care how perfect the tree is, how many packages weren't shipped on time, how tasty the treats are, or how you got the perfect gift for someone. He understands that sometimes kids will be yelled at, tears will be shed, phone calls will be left un-made, laundry will pile up, and life will happen. The more we lean on Him, the more He loves and succors us.

Well, it took me until #13 to put a positive spin on this. I have had a hard day and a pretty negative attitude about it. As I was venting on my Thursday Thirteen, I realized I probably need to take a step back, cut myself some slack, and plan on starting fresh tomorrow (hopefully I can get some sleep - that usually helps with perspective...). The season is supposed to be a joyous one, and since the mom sets the tone of the house, I need to be an adult about this. So if you were to stop by my house tomorrow, you'd hear Christmas music blaring and see a smiling, although frumpy, mom who's pulling herself together!

Monday, December 17, 2007

I've Been Workin' on the Railroad...


Well, not literally, of course. And before I say anything else, let me just say - I LOVE my job. Really. I work for one of the best universities in the US, with a supervisor and a boss who are very understanding of me and my pack of children. I work 5-30 hours a week (depending on the time of the semester - I average about 10 hours a week) from home, doing something I really and truly enjoy. Something that is challenging, something that my employers think I do well enough (and probably cheap enough) that they kept me on and created a unique position for me because they didn't want to lose me. They are working out something so that when we move to Texas, I can still do some on-call things to make sure the testing is running without a hitch. It is overall rewarding, satisfying and enjoyable work and I am very blessed to have this as an extra to give us some added income for some fun stuff and some big stuff (for example? Our MyComfort bed...). The picture below is a sample of one of the many tests I have created while working this job. (I personally don't think the picture does my programming/development justice, but I'm biased)

That being said...
I just finished a grueling 4-day work marathon. The most important part of my job are the final exams, which happen three times a year (once a semester). During the course of three days, seven of my programs are being used, with 250 students testing and 40 teachers grading the results of the testing. Usually I am on-site for a day or two, but with the birth of PJ, they let me do everything remotely (see how great the job is?) Overall, everything ran smoothly, but most of the work I do can't be done by anyone else there, so I put in 12-15 hours per DAY since Wednesday (taking off the Sabbath of course). I literally JUST BARELY finished!!! And I am glad to go back to my "few-hours-a-week" job until the end of next semester! I'm grateful to a supportive husband and forgiving kids. NOW I can get cracking on house stuff, bill stuff, life stuff, and CHRISTMAS STUFF! Yippee!

Sunday, December 09, 2007

One Week Ago...



My water broke. Here I was, planning on a nice, scheduled induction, and my water breaks. During church. Although I had still planned on accomplishing much on Sunday before the baby came, we headed to the hospital around 2:00pm instead. MIL came and watched the kids (what a blessing!) and we went to have a baby! I was dilated to a 2 when we got there, but soon after the contractions started in full force. It only took me until 4pm to reach a 5, and by 5pm, I was almost an 8! I managed until that point without meds (thanks to a great nurse and DH), but to someone who's had an epidural at a 3, getting dilated to an 8 about killed me :) They did a partial epidural at that point (pure bliss) and by 5:47pm on December 2, 2007, out she came!



Since I don't do names on my blog, you'll have to just know her as the Buns or PJ (for Princess Jr). She was 6 lbs, 6 oz and 17.5" long. And healthy! She had some arrhythmia while in the belly, and she still had it when she came out, but an ECG revealed PACs (Premature Atrial Contractions), which is okay. Basically, her heart skips a beat once in a while and then does two beats in rapid succession. Healthy people have them and it could just resolve itself on its own. At any rate, we welcomed her into our family, awed that our Heavenly Father had entrusted us with another choice spirit. We are so grateful to have her!

We spent Sunday & Monday in the hospital recovering. I had horrible cramps in my legs that really bothered me - I would shake and shake. But the doctor said it was just from my uterus contractions and it was normal to be worse with each baby... Hmm... I think I'll stop at three... :) The Bubbs and the Simster came to welcome their new sister, and Oma & Opa visited as well.




We had to get PJ's bilirubin levels tested as well (for jaundice) and because the levels were high, we tested again on Wednesday & Thursday to make sure she was okay. Another blessing - her levels went down on Thursday and she's doing fine! We came home on Tuesday and have spent the rest of the week getting acclimated to our new addition! For the most part, the kids have been great with her. But I definitely think three is harder than two - even with DH home, there's always somebody who can't be held :) Hopefully I can adjust and be a good mom to all three of my cuties!

I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father for the beautiful girl He sent to our family!