Thursday, March 17, 2016

Where Ya Been?

OK, so it's been forever - just shy of two years.


I've hesitated updating the blog for several reasons:
  1. Facebook is so much easier.
  2. Some of the blog design was jacked up. I know that shouldn't be enough of a reason to quit posting details that I don't ever want to forget...but I'm a designer. With OCD. And I just couldn't look at it (or imagine anyone else looking at it) with glaring problems and error messages. So today, I carved out some time, rolled up my sleeves, and dug in to Blogger's crazy code. And even though I didn't add back in some of my friend Jen's beautiful design elements, I was able to remove the broken ones, which is good enough to get me back on track. 
  3. Facebook is so much easier. 
  4. No matter how many times I link to this blog on Facebook and ask people to comment on the blog, they still comment on Facebook, and then all comments tied to this blog post are lost. So if you came here through a Facebook link and are reading this, please COMMENT HERE. I don't want to lose your comments, dear friends - they are a dynamic, valuable part of this blog!
  5. Facebook is so much easier - in case you missed it ;)

But I am going to work on being more consistent from now on, and you can hold me to that. I am so sad I missed detailing many important events over the last two years - most importantly, the first year and a half of our 5th baby's life! So now I will go back and add things in - so even though it may look like I have been posting, the last thing I wrote about before today was my Baby #5 Announcement way back in June, 2014. (The two posts immediately following were saved in Blogger as drafts as not published until today.)

Saturday, March 12, 2016

St. Patty's Day Parade

Jacob, Lily, and their good friend Hayden marched in our county's St. Patrick's Day Parade with their 4H club, the Mad STEM Scientists. Since their club's banner was not ready on time (their poor leader injured herself while her husband was out of the country on business!), these three little stinkers were asked to carry the general 4H banner for the county, and march out in front of all the 4H groups!

For three kids who had never been in a parade, they did an outstanding job - they waved like they were famous and took turns carrying each end of the banner (Jacob did significantly less carrying than the other two).

Sweet little sisters (and brothers) waiting in the crowd to cheer on their siblings!


Lily's favorite part of the day was getting to spend time with one of the 4H poultry clubs before the parade.

In the evening, we realized we were all burnt - both the marchers and the spectators alike. We certainly weren't expecting to be sunburned in winter!

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Samantha's First Lost Tooth

On January 12th, Samantha lost her first tooth! There was much rejoicing over being a "big kid" like Lily and Jacob. She was sitting in the car, about to take a bite out of a banana, when her tooth decided to JUMP out of her mouth and into her lap. She concluded it was afraid of the banana! (Elliot, after hearing the story, also decided he was scared of bananas, because he said eating one would make his teeth fall out, too!)


Today, a month and a half later, she lost the second tooth! It was hanging on by a thread, quite literally, and she honored her Opa with the privilege of giving it one final yank.

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Sunday, August 3, 2014

More Pregnancy Stats

Ok, since I'm a fan of stats for keeping track of things, I'm gonna update my last numbers:

03/05/14 - 09 weeks, 6 days - BP 090/62 - 131 lb - 10cm
04/02/14 - 13 weeks, 6 days - BP 120/70 - 134 lb - 16cm
05/07/14 - 18 weeks, 6 days - BP 100/70 - 140 lb
06/04/14 - 22 weeks, 6 days - BP 104/72 - 146 lb
07/01/14 - 26 weeks, 6 days - BP 098/70 - 154 lb - belly measuring about 30 weeks
07/30/14 - 30 weeks, 6 days - BP 100/64 - 158 lb - belly measuring around 34/35 weeks

More details:
I have gained 27 pounds thus far. In between my two July appointments, I was on 21 days of Amoxicillin for Lymes Disease. Yes, that's what I said. Remind me to show you the bulls-eye rash on my thigh some time. Fun times. Speaking of fun times...the first day of August brought with it the return of the horrible acid reflux I had until about week 22. Luckily, Ryan is an excellent supplier of my yummy berry-flavored Tums whenever I need them. Which is quite often.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

2nd Birthday Letter to Elliot

Dear Elliot,
Tomorrow you turn 2. TWO. I am a little baffled by how that happened. You still seem so little to me, like such a YOUNG two, that it's strange you will meet your LITTLE brother in a few short months. How can anyone be littler than you?

But I've also seen so much growth from you recently. You're starting to talk more (YAY!) and seem to be enjoying the positive feedback. You're learning how to communicate not just through yelling and throwing things, which is a very nice change.

You're developing such a sweet little personality. You're starting to get silly, and inquisitive, and able to entertain yourself a little better. You love big Legos (Duplo) and figuring out how to take them apart and put them back together - either bringing them to me with an "Eh eh eh..." when you get stuck, or angrily throwing them across the room - especially any of the ones with wheels. "Cah! Cah!" (car). Still can't get you to say truck or bus or motorcycle or bike or boat or wheel - it's all still just "Cah!"

You still love Lily to death. And it is SO mutual! That girl will go out of her way to do anything for you. She LOVES getting you out of your crib in the morning or after your nap - something about hers being the first face you see that makes her feel very special. And I can't say I blame her ;) You bring her your cup, insisting, "Wah-wah! Wah-wah!" and she happily scampers off to fill your cup with water, shaking her head and grinning, "Oh, Elliot!" You fall down, and she drops to her knees to make sure you're OK - even if you're angry about falling and throwing things and yelling at her to leave you alone.

Actually, you're pretty tough. Always have been. You were never the kind of baby to cry after falling down or getting knocked over unless you were REALLY hurt. You just shake it off and get back up and keep going, like you didn't even notice - like it was part of the journey. Of course, if someone comes and SHOVES you over, I'm pretty sure you'll be very vocal about that (forget this crying nonsense - you are a YELLER), though I can't remember seeing that happen. The getting knocked over, now, is a daily occurrence. Comes with the territory of being #4, and you handle it splendidly.

You and Jacob have such a special relationship. You guys love to GIGGLE together. It's the cutest thing. You play side-by-side quite nicely, and he enjoys building towers for you to knock over, and ramps for you to drive your cars through. And oh the tickling! Sometimes he gets frustrated because you're eager to knock things over that he is not done building, or that he does not intend to have knocked over, and we're trying to teach him to work through TALKING to you about that, instead of just getting mad and carrying you out of the room. Usually when you understand his plan, you're good at going along with it.

Your relationship with Jacob has changed a little recently. It was a very strong PEER relationship, but in the past month or two, you've realized, "Hey, wait a second, he's a BIG kid...he can be in charge of me and help me with things and hold my hand when we walk through the parking lot." And you're letting him be that big kid, which is so good for Jacob. He really needs to be your big brother.

And oh, that Samantha. What shall I say. It seems you've both to some kind of truce. In your younger days, you were an avid hair puller - nowadays, you only pull Sam's hair, and only when she's not letting you get your way, so it's maybe weekly instead of many, many times daily. And she, in turn, has finally discovered that you are, in fact, a TODDLER. Not a preschooler or a peer who understands more fully what he's doing. Now, like Lily and Jacob have always done, she sees your shenanigans and just grins, "Oh, Elliot!"

She also just recently started taking an interest in mothering you. She has taken it upon herself to be the bathroom door closer, so you can not get in and splash around in the potty or take your matchbox cars there for a swim, and has recently started insisting she can take you out of your high chair when you're done eating. Of course, more often than not, that results in both of you in a heap on the kitchen floor, wondering what exactly went wrong and giggling as you scamper away. She also now insists that she's big enough to walk you places, and you will let her (sometimes) take your hand and lead you around. The transition from unpredictable slightly-older sister to 2nd mother/sister is keeping you on your toes.

You get sooooo excited every time Oma and Opa come to visit. You hear the other kids shout, "Oma and Opa are here!" and go running to the front door, yelling, "Oma! Oma! Opa! Opa!" louder than any of the rest of them. You love your Opa to carry you around allll day, and you love your Oma to read you books (over and over and over) as she snuggles with you on the couch.

You love Kacki to death. Her name was one of your first words - dare I say, before "Mama" was a regular? - and sometimes when you wake up, you will call for her to come get you from your crib, as if the mere mention of her name will magically bring her to your house.

But the first name you call when you wake up is "DAHHHHH-DY! DADDY!!!" over and over and over. As if every day was the weekend and he was always here to come get you out of your crib. When Daddy does not respond, you usually move on to calling for Kacki, and when that doesn't work, then you might call Mama as a last resort. Which is amusing, because 90% of the time, it's me or Lily taking you out of your crib.

It's good to dream big, kid.

In addition to your increasing vocabulary, your appetite has improved slightly in the last couple of months. You no longer live on air and water and animal crackers. You will eat real food (in moderation) from a bowl with a spoon or fork, just like a real live little toddler. You are still the pickiest eater I've ever seen, but this small improvement has me hopeful.

We love you so much, little guy! 

Friday, June 6, 2014

Thing #5 Is On The Way

Looks like it's shaping up to be a busy Fall - the new H5 will be rolling off the line! Yes, there will be another little Hestermania running around, and we are quite excited.

And a little tired.

So far, here are all the stats from my midwife appointments, so I don't forget:

3/5/14 - 09 weeks, 6 days - 10cm - BP 090/62 - 131 lb
4/2/14 - 13 weeks, 6 days - 16cm - BP 120/70 - 134 lb
5/7/14 - 18 weeks, 6 days - ??cm - BP 100/70 - 140 lb
6/4/14 - 22 weeks, 6 days - ??cm - BP 104/72 - 146 lb

So according the the doctor's office, I've gained 15 lb at just over halfway, which sounds perfect, but a.) I know I weighed 128 at 4 or 5 weeks when I first found out I was pregnant, so my "starting weight" is NOT 131 lb like it was at my 10 week appointment, and b.) with the exception of my pregnancy with Elliot, when I had gestational diabetes and had to seriously watch what I ate, I have a history of gaining more weight at the end of pregnancy than at the beginning. But honestly, I'm OK with that. At this point, I'm just so happy to have a valid excuse to take a break from the low-carb diet I maintained from last August to this February (buh-bye, 24 lbs!), and to not have to take the GD test early in the pregnancy, like I was once told I'd have to, because it was handled so well with diet and *ahem* exercise last time. This is my slim window to relax about what I'm I will, thankyouverymuch.

The only negative we've really had so far is that I had placenta previa at my 19-week ultrasound visit. In the high majority of cases, this resolves itself by the 3rd trimester, so we're not stressing. It's on our radar and will be rechecked with another ultrasound around 30 weeks. Either way, it will be fine - even if I still have a full previa by the end of this pregnancy and have to have a C-section - the complete opposite of my past four au-natural births - at least there's nothing wrong with the baby.

Just the baby's exit strategy ;)

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