...Monday night we got home from work and AR and I played in the yard. I loved watching her talk to her dogs, patting her leg, telling them to come, and even yelling at me, "Momney-come!" while she patted her leg. I ran inside and grabbed the video camera, only for it to run out of battery a few minutes in.
That night at bedtime, she started clipping her nails so I grabbed my Note to take some video. I wanted to document some of the things she was saying these days. Here's the first take:
I should've called it good but it was really quiet on my Note so I decided to try again...Here are some outtakes. The first...my child's name is not Emma:
Outtake #2-our tongues make funny noises!
Outtake #3-Oops! What's your favorite double-u? #mommymessup
Outtake #4-Momney got distracted...
Outtake #5-Someone's trying to take over as videographer!
...We had a great Easter and what a beautiful day it was! We spent the day hunting eggs, attending church, enjoying our time outside, and spending time with Matt's family. First off, I had to work Saturday night and Matt sent me this picture. AR is showing me the grape she's eating. Talented, huh?
On Sunday, we woke up to AR talking in her room. You know, the usual talk that comes over the monitor...no...double-u...Momney...Daddy...Nanny...Dogs...Woof. Hey, she lays in bed and talks away, it's sweet to listen to her through the monitor. Anyways, the Bunny had come and hid eggs. AR was super excited when she saw them in the yard and immediately started hunting.
A few eggs in and she dumped her basket upside down then set it on the front porch. She much preferred to find one or two eggs, go to the bucket, and then keep searching. I hid eggs for her and eggs for Daddy, his were a little harder, but she found ALL of them!
She was pretty excited with each egg she found!
After our egg hunt, we went to church. We met Matt's family where we had breakfast then attended church. I was pretty proud of my girl. She "sang" with the hymns, clapped when they were over, and folded her hands to pray when we all did. I brought a bag full of books, stickers, and coloring books/crayons. During the sermon, she was entertained with all of that. Unfortunately, communion went LONG and we started to have a meltdown. Luckily, that was the last thing.
Side note: She even went to the front of the church for the Children's Message BY HERSELF! I started to walk up with her and she just took off, so I let her go. She stayed the whole time, looking around at all the other kids, and shaking her shaker when everyone else did.
Second side note: Originally, she didn't get a shaker. Since she was by herself, she didn't know to get one and she was kind of hidden in between a bunch of older kids. The lady started talking and then the preacher noticed she didn't have one. He stood up and gave her one. Such a sweet gesture! I was hoping they had a children's Sunday School class for her age, but unfortunately, it doesn't start until three years old.
This was the best family photo I could get. She fell asleep on the way home. I set the camera up on the tripod and hit the self-timer. Hey, whatever, it's memories, right? At least Matt looks good!
We headed inside and I got some good AR loving while she slowly woke up. Daddy snapped this shot of us.
Finally, she woke up and let me snap this pic of her in her Easter outfit. Not the best backdrop, but oh well. One thing I dislike about the change of wardrobe with each season is that she always has tons of clothes but never any shoes. I let her pick today's shoes-navy dress shoes!
Side note: I was so proud of myself because I found some Nike sandals for her last fall. They were like $5 and now I can't find them ANYWHERE. It's driving me insane and I'm flipping my house upside down to try to find them. Update! The sandals have been found! They weren't ever at my house.
We changed clothes and headed over to Matt's parents house. This is one of the new outfits I'd bought on clearance last year. I didn't realize until today that it was a camera hanging around her neck on the shirt-I love it!
AR and Aunt Liz played with the airplane. AR loved watching the plane do loop-de-loops, but she loved when Daddy got it stuck in the tree even more!
We took our soccer ball over to practice. She's really actually pretty good at dribbling...when she's in the right mood for it. And who knew, Daddy has mad skills, too!
After outside fun and games, we started Egg Hunt #2! Daddy hid the eggs this time, he did a pretty good job. Oh and did I mention he hid 70 eggs!?! He wanted us all to wait and even the "big kids" aka adults look for them. However, while playing with the plane and soccer, AR kept finding eggs. She'd say, "Uh-oh..." then go get it and say, "Egg!" After she put it in her basket, she'd say, "More egg, please!"
I know I've shared this before, but my child has no fear (except of the vacuum cleaner) and doesn't mind getting dirty. I'm guessing that our summer is going to be filled with lots of mud, dirty feet, and numberous boo boos. Any time she falls, she says, "Boo boo, Momney" or whoever will listen. Sunday afternoon, she told me, I kissed it then she ran to tell Daddy. On the way to tell Daddy, she saw her dog Emma so she said, "Boo boo, Emma. Kiss it." Surprisingly, Emma did!
Here's my girl climbing under tree branches for an egg.
Hmm...is there an egg in here?
She had to call Daddy over to inspect with her. But again, no fear sticking her hand in there to get it!
This hiding spot was MUCH easier to get to!
Whew! Hunting eggs makes a girl thirsty. Sipping on some milk...
We headed home shortly after that and she took a two hour nap! Mommy took an hour nap, too. When she woke up, we played in the yard while Daddy worked on a project for her birthday party. Then I went to get lighter fluid so Daddy could cook dinner. I totally forgot all the grocery stores were closed, but luckily Walgreens had some. When I got home, AR saw our neighbors walking by and insisted going to the park. She had a fun time playing with the neighbor girl there. By the time we got home, it was bath time so AR dined in the tub that evening! I was exhausted and I'm sure our summer will be like this every day...I can't wait!!!
...Seriously, ain't no joke, I made the BEST deviled eggs EVER! Last weekend, I finally read my Parents magazine. I ripped out the recipe for deviled eggs. I forgot about it until we unpacked from our trip to Cape when I pulled out the crumbled piece of paper. I glanced at the recipe and decided to mix it up and add my own touches. O...M...G-it turned out amazing. Okay, so now I'll stop teasing you and share the recipe with you.
Dozen hard-boiled eggs, peeled
2/3 cup shredded Mexican cheese
1/2 cup mayonnaise
1/2 cup sour cream
Package of taco seasoning
First I boiled the eggs. I know everyone does it different. I put a pot of water the stove. When it starts boiling, I put the eggs in and set the timer for 10 minutes. When the timer goes off, I pour out the hot water and replace it with cold water. I let it set then started the peeling process.
After I peeled all the eggs, I cut them in half and put the yolks in one bowl and the whites in another. Good thing I did this after bedtime, otherwise, AR would gobble all the whites up!
Then I mashed the egg yolks up in a bowl with a fork.
Mash, mash, mash...Matt walked in at this time and picked up the camera and started snapping pictures.
Next, I added the cheese, mayo, and sour cream to the mashed up egg yolks. Matt did that part, thanks for your help! After it was mixed up really well, I added about 1/4 package of the taco seasoning. Add more, use less...whatever you prefer. When you have it to your liking, fill the white egg part with the mixture then refrigerate until ready to serve.
I had no idea what to expect, just hoping for something edible. I have to be totally honest, Matt and I were eating the mixture straight from bowl it was so good! I was just hoping we had enough to take to Easter the next day.
And my husband enjoying one of the "bad" eggs. I'm sure you all know someone who insists on one egg that isn't pretty or looks "bad" so then they have to eat it. Yeah, that's totally my husband!
What are you waiting for? Go make them, you won't be disappointed!
...It's Monday. It's Monday after a holiday. Are you dragging? I know I am. I discovered #Kidpresident last week on Facebook. I am seriously in love with this kid! I've decided for the next few Mondays, I'll post a few of his videos on Mondays to help get your week started. Take the time to watch this, it will make you smile, hug your kids, and put down your phone (unless your kid's name is Phone!). Seriously, it's a loaf of meat!
I think my favorite part is: stop cleaning. Partially because hey, I'll stop, but mainly because I love "Our house is awesome because we live in it." Family is what makes a house a home, right?
Disclosure: I got this product as part of an advertorial.
...Okay, so I thought by thirty that I wouldn't have issues with acne. Ha-what was I thinking! I still get zits here and there, and always at the most inopportune times. Luckily, I have found Dead Sea Mud Soap.
I have really oily skin, as in I can touch it and feel the oil on it. I know, touching it doesn't help, right? But anyways...I have always used just a regular face wash. When I saw this I thought I'd give it a whirl, nothing lost in trying, right? I was surprised that it was bar of soap...duh, right? Still I've never used bar soap to wash my face. I tried it out the night I got it. It feels a little gritty but doesn't leave a gritty feeling on your skin. A couple hours after using it, my skin doesn't feel oily!
The Dead Sea Mud Soap removes dirt and cleanses your skin, while simultaneously infusing it with minerals essential to keeping your skin hydrated and moisturized. I love that it fights acne yet still moisturizes your skin at the same time.
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...Good morning everyone and Happy Easter!!! I can't believe it's already Easter. Is it me or does time go by faster the older we are? I don't really feel like we did many Easter activities this year so I tried to cram as much as I could into this weekend. Unfortunately, I had to work yesterday but Momma did the best she could! We have a full day of church and family outings today, more on that later this week.
Friday afternoon we went on a #cakewaytothewest hunt in St. Charles (check later this week for a post). AR isn't really a fan of the cakes unless her friends are with her so I have to let her explore a little, it slows down the hunt, but hey, whatever makes her happy, right? When we were at the Lewis and Clark Boat House, she was obsessed with the boats (one on the river and one in the museum) plus she kept saying truck-zoom! whenever they would pass. Luckily, she didn't notice the boys making out behind the boathouse.
After the first cake, we met Jenni, her husband, and Emma at Bass Pro. They had a few crafts, we got our picture with the bunny but, of course, both girls loved the fish the most. I have to admit, they were pretty cool.
Then we all headed to Denny's for dinner where AR ordered fries. She orders it herself, she's obsessed with them lately. She was pretty good, although kind of being a stinker to Emma. No worries, I got all of Emma's hugs instead of AR so I didn't mind. Then the Brink Family went cake hunting with us after dinner. Unfortunately, I'm still not great at night time photography but these pics were too cute not to post. Besties-I love it!
I missed some really great shots because I was messing with the settings. They were so sweet hugging each other, it makes my heart melt!
…I don’t normally post controversial topics on my blog, but when I read this story, I knew I had to say something. It was weighing heavy on my heart, I couldn’t get it out of my mind, tears fell from my eyes as I couldn’t even imagine the pain of sitting in that room staring at the monitor.
You can read the original article here, but I’ll give you a brief summary. This couple struggled to conceive on their own until they finally had a baby through IVF. Ready to add to their family, they decided to undergo another treatment of IVF transferring three embryos. All three took and the mother opted for terminating two embryos and only carrying one to term.
When you go through fertility treatments, most people wish and hope for twins, or even triplets, but the likelihood of having multiples is slim. Still, it’s exciting to think about. I remember after my ER (egg retrieval) when Dr. K retrieved 16 eggs. I internally freaked out, thinking OMG, what are we going to do with 16 eggs! But only 12 were mature enough to fertilize. Then only eight fertilized. We transferred two and three made it to freeze. You see where I’m going with the thought of multiples quickly diminishing?
As the days led up to our FET (frozen embryo transfer), Matt and I debated whether to transfer all three or only two. We discussed this in depth, consulted with our doctor, and fully understood that by transferring all three, we were accepting the responsibility of potentially three or more children…at the same time. Let me again, repeat, we were accepting the RESPONSIBILITY that should all three embryos implant, we would be ready to love, care, and be the best parents we could be to ALL of the babies.
After my second beta test, I scurried the Internet and realized I was off the chart for triplets. My immediate thought was OMG-Matt is going to kill me, he was in favor of transferring two, while I said let’s transfer all three because the third probably wouldn’t survive another freeze. That thought was quickly replaced with the thrill and excitement of having our dream come true…whether it was one or two or three babies. We’d been trying and praying for a baby so long, and whether we had all of them now or later, it didn’t matter. After my first ultrasound, it was determined that I was indeed pregnant with twins.
I’m not going to sit here and say how exciting it was and yada yada yada, because I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I was internally freaking out a bit. How was I going to handle two babies at the same time??? But I had to sit back, relax (an infertile’s favorite word), and remember…God doesn’t give you anything you can’t handle. He made us go through this difficult and heartbreaking time for a reason and if He wanted us to have twins, He’d help me make my way through it. U
But this post isn’t about God or about our sweet Baby B who had double bubble trouble, it's not even about pro-life or pro-choice, it’s about being responsible and making informed choices. Whether its fertility treatments or breastfeeding or vaccines, you are responsible for another life/lives. You are your child’s protector, cheerleader, coach. It’s YOUR responsibility to stand up and do what’s best for your child and your family which may not be the same for every family. We’re all different, we can all make our own choices, but you need to make responsible choices. Maybe this was what was best for their family, but if they weren’t prepared to have triplets then why transfer all three embryos??? I couldn’t even imagine sitting in that room and staring at the monitor as they ended the life of the child(ren) they’d prayed for every day. I think this story is heart wrenching to anyone, but especially those of us who have been through the process and especially for those who have been through it and still have empty arms. Then there’s stories like this that break my heart for an entirely different reason.
My advice to anyone going through fertility treatments is to know what’s going on, understand what you’re doing not only to your body but to your children as well. My heart and prayers are with those two precious angels.
To our sweet Baby B, although we never met you, we love you more than you'll ever know.