Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
This endless week...
Dylan has chosen to quit taking naps and start waking up at 5 am at a very bad time--when he's getting his 2 year molars. This has been a very long week so far!
He's also been referred to the surgical consult team for his little "man bits" problem. They don't do the surgery in Scunthorpe so we will have to go to Sheffield for the procedure. The pediatrician says it's very minor surgery with very little pain as a result, and I'm glad we're going to get it sorted here and now.
So yeah, we're pretty much keeping Dylan on a drip of childrens' ibuprofen and trying to get him to sleep any way we can. I hadn't realized how much I have come to depend on my daily child free time. Rumor has it that the government is piloting a funding scheme for pre-school for 2 year olds. I may be able to get Dylan in to 15 or so hours a week for free. That would be so great!
Edith continues to be a joy, getting prettier with each passing day and just generally being a happy and delightful baby. Her only flaw, still, is that she still refuses to take a bottle. But she is so good natured and chilled out! She loves to listen to the sound of her own voice and is really coming into her own in that regard. She is still quite big, but is incredibly long. She has chubby little legs and the tiniest ankles in the whole world.
We have had a good day today at least. We went in to Scunthorpe for Dylan's hospital appointment, did a little bit of shopping, grabbed some lunch, and then drove back to Barton. We took a walk at the Humber Bridge viewing area, which is lovely right now. On the footpath down to the ponds there are a load of plum trees--totally uncultivated and growing in the hedge. We picked a bunch of plums and I am planning to make some plum jam. Then Martin and Dylan played on the playground equipment while I fed Edith. Then it was home and getting dinner on. It's cooking now.
The weather was perfect today--just right for an English summer. Our kids were (reasonably) well behaved and beautiful(as always). So even though Dylan is giving us fits, at least we've had one good day!
He's also been referred to the surgical consult team for his little "man bits" problem. They don't do the surgery in Scunthorpe so we will have to go to Sheffield for the procedure. The pediatrician says it's very minor surgery with very little pain as a result, and I'm glad we're going to get it sorted here and now.
So yeah, we're pretty much keeping Dylan on a drip of childrens' ibuprofen and trying to get him to sleep any way we can. I hadn't realized how much I have come to depend on my daily child free time. Rumor has it that the government is piloting a funding scheme for pre-school for 2 year olds. I may be able to get Dylan in to 15 or so hours a week for free. That would be so great!
Edith continues to be a joy, getting prettier with each passing day and just generally being a happy and delightful baby. Her only flaw, still, is that she still refuses to take a bottle. But she is so good natured and chilled out! She loves to listen to the sound of her own voice and is really coming into her own in that regard. She is still quite big, but is incredibly long. She has chubby little legs and the tiniest ankles in the whole world.
We have had a good day today at least. We went in to Scunthorpe for Dylan's hospital appointment, did a little bit of shopping, grabbed some lunch, and then drove back to Barton. We took a walk at the Humber Bridge viewing area, which is lovely right now. On the footpath down to the ponds there are a load of plum trees--totally uncultivated and growing in the hedge. We picked a bunch of plums and I am planning to make some plum jam. Then Martin and Dylan played on the playground equipment while I fed Edith. Then it was home and getting dinner on. It's cooking now.
The weather was perfect today--just right for an English summer. Our kids were (reasonably) well behaved and beautiful(as always). So even though Dylan is giving us fits, at least we've had one good day!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
More sleepless nights...
Today finds me up at the crack of dawn once more. Edith and Martin are sleeping peacefully upstairs and Dylan and I are watching cartoons. He's been up since 5 am. I don't know how he can function on the amount of sleep he's been getting. He cried himself to sleep on his bedroom floor yesterday and got about a half hour of sleep. Then I took him to the Ulceby church fete and the Mundays' house and he ran around like a madman for 4 hours. He got to bed late and his sleep was disturbed when we came home. And he STILL woke up early. What else can I do?
I honestly think that I'm going to have to start going to bed at 9 pm. How lame is that?
I have a sneaking suspicion that it's going to be a very long day. Sundays are really rubbish for me anyway, with the 4 1/2 hour ordeal of church (it takes us 30 minutes to get there and get home, plus chatter time after the meetings) and all of the rest of stuff that's involved in getting us there and home. Sunday throws off nap schedules, and if it's a home game it also involves the mess of keeping the kids entertained at a baseball game.
Today we will be leaving church early because Martin is going to work. He's put in a long week this week!
I've had quite a few days this week when I wanted to pack this whole motherhood/housewife thing in, ship the kids off to daycare, get a job, and not bother with cooking and cleaning and wiping dirty bottoms all day long. Honestly, most of the time I love being a wife and mother now. But the nights have been too short and the days have been so long. I've had no time to myself, and I really NEED that time. I am tired.
In other news, I've found the house that I want when we move home. It's in Heber, so is close to Park City but not as expensive as buying a house there. It's in our price range, and is one of the older homes. The inside is beautiful, though it is classed as a "fixer." It needs a little bit of work, but nothing like what we've had to do here. The outside needs a coat of paint and some serious landscaping. But it's a quirky house with 4 bedrooms and fun little historical features. Downsides include the fact that there is no garage and it's on a busy street, but it is on a corner lot and has a chain link fence all around it so it is safe for kids even if the fence is ugly.
Finding this house has really spurred me on in my desire to get this house sold. When I got the pictures that I requested from the realtor I immediately got all fired up to get the finishing touches jobs done here. I spent that evening scraping more wallpaper, and I will do the same again tonight.
You know when you see a house and you can just picture yourself living there? That's how I feel about this one!
I'm going to take this early morning opportunity to get some work done on my church calling. I hesitate to do it because my brain is really fuzzy this time of day, but I might as well be productive. I'm going to be awake for a lot of hours today and might as well get a lot done during them. On the bright side, I don't have a baby latched on to me feeding right now so at least both of my hands are free!
I honestly think that I'm going to have to start going to bed at 9 pm. How lame is that?
I have a sneaking suspicion that it's going to be a very long day. Sundays are really rubbish for me anyway, with the 4 1/2 hour ordeal of church (it takes us 30 minutes to get there and get home, plus chatter time after the meetings) and all of the rest of stuff that's involved in getting us there and home. Sunday throws off nap schedules, and if it's a home game it also involves the mess of keeping the kids entertained at a baseball game.
Today we will be leaving church early because Martin is going to work. He's put in a long week this week!
I've had quite a few days this week when I wanted to pack this whole motherhood/housewife thing in, ship the kids off to daycare, get a job, and not bother with cooking and cleaning and wiping dirty bottoms all day long. Honestly, most of the time I love being a wife and mother now. But the nights have been too short and the days have been so long. I've had no time to myself, and I really NEED that time. I am tired.
In other news, I've found the house that I want when we move home. It's in Heber, so is close to Park City but not as expensive as buying a house there. It's in our price range, and is one of the older homes. The inside is beautiful, though it is classed as a "fixer." It needs a little bit of work, but nothing like what we've had to do here. The outside needs a coat of paint and some serious landscaping. But it's a quirky house with 4 bedrooms and fun little historical features. Downsides include the fact that there is no garage and it's on a busy street, but it is on a corner lot and has a chain link fence all around it so it is safe for kids even if the fence is ugly.
Finding this house has really spurred me on in my desire to get this house sold. When I got the pictures that I requested from the realtor I immediately got all fired up to get the finishing touches jobs done here. I spent that evening scraping more wallpaper, and I will do the same again tonight.
You know when you see a house and you can just picture yourself living there? That's how I feel about this one!
I'm going to take this early morning opportunity to get some work done on my church calling. I hesitate to do it because my brain is really fuzzy this time of day, but I might as well be productive. I'm going to be awake for a lot of hours today and might as well get a lot done during them. On the bright side, I don't have a baby latched on to me feeding right now so at least both of my hands are free!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Sleepless nights were supposed to be over...
Edith has always been a great night time sleeper. Dylan has been a great night time sleeper for well over a year now. But last night was a rough one. Let's just put it this way--I got a cumulative total of around 4 hours of sleep. Martin got about 6. And it wasn't the newborn who did it to us!
Today Dylan is having no television and is spending as much time as possible outside. I debated whether to let him have a nap or not, but my own exhaustion won out. I will need to sleep when the kids godown for a nap. He simply MUST have a good night's sleep tonight.
It's almost impossible for me to function on less than 7 hours of sleep, even if it doesn't come all at once. This should be a great day as Martin is working all day and has a church meeting in Scunthorpe tonight!
Today Dylan is having no television and is spending as much time as possible outside. I debated whether to let him have a nap or not, but my own exhaustion won out. I will need to sleep when the kids godown for a nap. He simply MUST have a good night's sleep tonight.
It's almost impossible for me to function on less than 7 hours of sleep, even if it doesn't come all at once. This should be a great day as Martin is working all day and has a church meeting in Scunthorpe tonight!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Hooray for the NHS, again!
Because we are currenly "low income" (well, pretty much in poverty to be honest), we qualify for free dental care from the NHS. The dentists are pretty hard to get and we had been on a waiting list for about a year. We finally got registered, and we went today.
True, they aren't doing a "de-scale and polish" on us. Apparently, we don't really need it. But I have a tooth that's chipped just below a filling and am getting it fixed for free. F - R - E - E - free!!! Well, I have to pay the bridge toll since the dentist is across the Humber in Hessle, but £5.40 is a small price to pay for having good teeth.
Dylan was pretty good at the dentist. He was OK with opening his mouth for the dentist to look inside, but he wouldn't let him put that little mirror thing in his mouth. He got a giant Spiderman sticker for being so good though. I just don't want him to have a bad dental experience and end up afraid of going to the dentist for the rest of his life.
Even Edith was seen, though she doesn't have any teeth yet. The dentist confirmed my suspicion that she is about to get a few teeth. I signed her up because I didn't know when the next opportunity to get her in would be.
I don't know how we'll manage when we move back to the U.S. and have to pay for all of this. But I'm still excited to go!
True, they aren't doing a "de-scale and polish" on us. Apparently, we don't really need it. But I have a tooth that's chipped just below a filling and am getting it fixed for free. F - R - E - E - free!!! Well, I have to pay the bridge toll since the dentist is across the Humber in Hessle, but £5.40 is a small price to pay for having good teeth.
Dylan was pretty good at the dentist. He was OK with opening his mouth for the dentist to look inside, but he wouldn't let him put that little mirror thing in his mouth. He got a giant Spiderman sticker for being so good though. I just don't want him to have a bad dental experience and end up afraid of going to the dentist for the rest of his life.
Even Edith was seen, though she doesn't have any teeth yet. The dentist confirmed my suspicion that she is about to get a few teeth. I signed her up because I didn't know when the next opportunity to get her in would be.
I don't know how we'll manage when we move back to the U.S. and have to pay for all of this. But I'm still excited to go!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Lewis came over this afternoon and helped Martin do some tiling in the bathroom. They worked really hard and got quite a bit of it done.
Unfortunately, they didn't finish it. That meant that Dylan couldn't get his bath tonight. And it meant that Edith got hers here...
Everybody needs a picture of themselves having a bath in the kitchen sink!
Pictures...
Dylan and Nathan (Munday) enjoyed some cartoons this evening. Nathan with his thumb in his mouth, and Dylan had just pulled his finger out of his nose. Little boys--how charming!
Caitlin is completely obsessed with Edith and begs me to let her hold the baby every time she sees us. She's so good with her!
Martin and Dylan enjoy an icecream cone on Barton bike night. Well, Martin enjoyed his icecream. Dylan just likes the cone. He bit the bottom off his cone and left the icecream alone. Little weirdo!
Martin and I both really liked this vintage bike, made in Barton at the Hopper factory at the turn of the century.
Aren't we cool?
We all really liked the 3D glasses from Ice Age. Dylan kept saying we looked "cool," and I had to laugh. 10 years from now we will be wishing he still thought that!
Thursday, July 09, 2009
A first...
Today we took both kids to an afternoon showing of "Ice Age III." It was our first time taking both of them to the cinema, and Dylan's first trip since he started crawling. We were unsure how it would go, but it turned out to be really fun. Edith was easy, of course. I just sat and held her, and fed her when she started getting fussy. Dylan sat next to Martin and ate popcorn, completely entranced for about and hour and 15 minutes of the 1 1/2 hour movie. He got a little bit bored and restless at the very end, but he was a champion. He even kept his 3D glasses on for a little while!
When he was a baby he was easy to take places, and then he went through an awkward phase when he was an absolute nightmare to take anywhere. Luckily, it coincided with my third trimester of pregnancy and the early weeks with Edith. Now, as he gets a bit older, he seems to have settled down a bit. He's getting fun to take out again.
I really do love my babies. I've had a rough couple of days where I've been seriously hating staying at home. I've felt a lot like the hired help, just following Martin and Dylan around and picking up after them. My days have been a succession of dirty diapers, cooking, and cleaning. But tonight, when I put Edith down for the night, I watched her curl her toes around the bar of her cradle. My heart melted a little bit.
Hopefully I am snapping out of this funk I've been in.
When he was a baby he was easy to take places, and then he went through an awkward phase when he was an absolute nightmare to take anywhere. Luckily, it coincided with my third trimester of pregnancy and the early weeks with Edith. Now, as he gets a bit older, he seems to have settled down a bit. He's getting fun to take out again.
I really do love my babies. I've had a rough couple of days where I've been seriously hating staying at home. I've felt a lot like the hired help, just following Martin and Dylan around and picking up after them. My days have been a succession of dirty diapers, cooking, and cleaning. But tonight, when I put Edith down for the night, I watched her curl her toes around the bar of her cradle. My heart melted a little bit.
Hopefully I am snapping out of this funk I've been in.
Monday, July 06, 2009
Happy Independence Day...
It WAS a happy Independence Day, as well. Busy, but completely delightful!
Martin worked all morning--he got home at 3 pm, which was actually an hour before I expected him. He came home and caught me red-handed--literally--painting a giant American flag on our back wall. It's only done with kids' poster paints, so it should wash off, but I had a great time doing it!
By the time he got home, the kids and I had gone grocery shopping, cleaned the house, tidied the back garden, showed the house to prospective buyers, and prepared most of the food for Martin's BBQ. I was absolutely exhausted.
People started showing up at about 5:15, and we ended up with 15 people in total. I did country style BBQ pork ribs and burgers, and our guests brought their own sausages. I made mom's pasta salad (with orzo insteadof fusilli, which was really nice) and Christine contributed her delicious bean salad. The Davies (our Aussie friends) brought a green salad and a bit of coleslaw. We ended up with just enough food for everyone, with a tiny bit of salad and a few sausages left over.
We had Martin's family, the Davie family, and Howard and Jen here. The mix of people was just right--everyone got along famously and there was no awkwardness at all. The Davie kids played with Dylan, so he had a marvellous time. Edith was either held by her aunt Cathy or nanna or sleeping. Martin opened his birthday presents (a successs, thank goodness), and we ate the delicious desserts we had made the night before. I made a New York style baked cheesecake (gorgeous) and Martin made a summer fruit pudding (to die for) from my home made brioche and the fruit we had picked on Friday night.
Once everyone was gone and Dylan was tucked up in bed, I sat and fed Edith while Martin and his mum did the dishes and tidied away the condiments in the back garden. Then, with Edith stuffed full of breastmilk, Martin and I took off for Scunthorpe to go watch Transformers. It was our first time out alone together since Edith was born, and we really enjoyed it.
The day was hard work--no lie. I fell in to bed at around 1 am and could have slept all day on Sunday. But Martin had a great birthday. It was worth all the effort I put in to it to see him enjoying his party and know that I helped him to have a wonderful time.
I'm glad this only happens once a year!
The day was so full that I never even had a chance to miss home.
Martin worked all morning--he got home at 3 pm, which was actually an hour before I expected him. He came home and caught me red-handed--literally--painting a giant American flag on our back wall. It's only done with kids' poster paints, so it should wash off, but I had a great time doing it!
By the time he got home, the kids and I had gone grocery shopping, cleaned the house, tidied the back garden, showed the house to prospective buyers, and prepared most of the food for Martin's BBQ. I was absolutely exhausted.
People started showing up at about 5:15, and we ended up with 15 people in total. I did country style BBQ pork ribs and burgers, and our guests brought their own sausages. I made mom's pasta salad (with orzo insteadof fusilli, which was really nice) and Christine contributed her delicious bean salad. The Davies (our Aussie friends) brought a green salad and a bit of coleslaw. We ended up with just enough food for everyone, with a tiny bit of salad and a few sausages left over.
We had Martin's family, the Davie family, and Howard and Jen here. The mix of people was just right--everyone got along famously and there was no awkwardness at all. The Davie kids played with Dylan, so he had a marvellous time. Edith was either held by her aunt Cathy or nanna or sleeping. Martin opened his birthday presents (a successs, thank goodness), and we ate the delicious desserts we had made the night before. I made a New York style baked cheesecake (gorgeous) and Martin made a summer fruit pudding (to die for) from my home made brioche and the fruit we had picked on Friday night.
Once everyone was gone and Dylan was tucked up in bed, I sat and fed Edith while Martin and his mum did the dishes and tidied away the condiments in the back garden. Then, with Edith stuffed full of breastmilk, Martin and I took off for Scunthorpe to go watch Transformers. It was our first time out alone together since Edith was born, and we really enjoyed it.
The day was hard work--no lie. I fell in to bed at around 1 am and could have slept all day on Sunday. But Martin had a great birthday. It was worth all the effort I put in to it to see him enjoying his party and know that I helped him to have a wonderful time.
I'm glad this only happens once a year!
The day was so full that I never even had a chance to miss home.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
A walk up to Baysgarth Park...
Dylan succumbs to sleep on a hot afternoon walk
Edith joins him
Martin enjoys his favorite beverage
The Phil & Ted's pushchair has been converted--no more baby carrier!
Edith and mama have a quick cuddle
And we all enjoy a quick trip up to the park. We had a lovely time basking in the shade and cooling off a little bit in this heat wave!
Domestic bliss...
Martin hanging out with our babies
Looking at airplanes
A natural smile
My beautiful Edith
Dylan loves to "help" out in the garden
Friday, July 03, 2009
Days don't get much better than this one!
The morning was good. We had an invitation to go over to my friend Charlotte's house to visit with Beth and baby Tim, so the kids and I got all ready to go. Minor setback when Edith threw up all over herself and me just minutes before we walked out the door, but a quick change soon sorted that out.
We had a great time playing at Charlotte's house, though Dylan pulled his usual trick of knocking Beth over and taking her toys. But he's getting better all the time and is starting to realize, I hope, that it's not a good thing to do.
We came home, had lunch, and then we all settled down for a nap. I slept for about 30 minutes, Edith slept for about an hour, and Dylan took 2 (the little hedonist). Dylan woke up just as Martin got home from work, and he woke up in a good mood!
Martin sent his resume to another company, then called a dentist in Hessle (just across the bridge in Yorkshire) because we'd been told they were accepting NHS patients. We've been on a waiting list for over a year now. We got right in, to our surprise. We've all got a dentist appointment on July 15, and because of our current financial situation we get 100% free dental. The kids would anyway, and so would I because everything is free for the first year after a pregnancy, but Martin is free right now as well.
After that, we went and picked strawberries again. Only this time, the raspberries, red currants, and black currants were ripe as well. We picked a load of fruit, Dylan ate his own body weight in raspberries and strawberries whilst we were picking it, and it only cost us around £7 for totally fresh and 100% organic locally grown fruit. And did I mention that Dylan had a great time?
Then it was home, cooking dinner, eating dinner, baths, and bedtime. Edith went down for the night really well, and now I am in the middle of making a cheesecake for Martin's birthday / 4th of July BBQ tomorrow.
Probably the best part of the day though was the phone call that I got from the estate agent handling the sale of our house. We've got somebody coming to view it tomorrow at 2:30pm.
It was weird when I got the call. All of a sudden it is so real that we are going to be moving home soon. I've been looking forward to moving back ever since Dylan was born, but when I scheduled that viewing I got all sad and scared and overwhelmed. I'm not sure I'm ready for the upheaval of moving to another country again. I'm not sure I'm ready to leave this house. It's just getting nice, and we're just getting all settled in. We are comfortable and everything is familiar.
But I am sure I want to be closer to my family.
Tell you what--why doesn't everyone just move over here. I'm sure you'll like it!
We had a great time playing at Charlotte's house, though Dylan pulled his usual trick of knocking Beth over and taking her toys. But he's getting better all the time and is starting to realize, I hope, that it's not a good thing to do.
We came home, had lunch, and then we all settled down for a nap. I slept for about 30 minutes, Edith slept for about an hour, and Dylan took 2 (the little hedonist). Dylan woke up just as Martin got home from work, and he woke up in a good mood!
Martin sent his resume to another company, then called a dentist in Hessle (just across the bridge in Yorkshire) because we'd been told they were accepting NHS patients. We've been on a waiting list for over a year now. We got right in, to our surprise. We've all got a dentist appointment on July 15, and because of our current financial situation we get 100% free dental. The kids would anyway, and so would I because everything is free for the first year after a pregnancy, but Martin is free right now as well.
After that, we went and picked strawberries again. Only this time, the raspberries, red currants, and black currants were ripe as well. We picked a load of fruit, Dylan ate his own body weight in raspberries and strawberries whilst we were picking it, and it only cost us around £7 for totally fresh and 100% organic locally grown fruit. And did I mention that Dylan had a great time?
Then it was home, cooking dinner, eating dinner, baths, and bedtime. Edith went down for the night really well, and now I am in the middle of making a cheesecake for Martin's birthday / 4th of July BBQ tomorrow.
Probably the best part of the day though was the phone call that I got from the estate agent handling the sale of our house. We've got somebody coming to view it tomorrow at 2:30pm.
It was weird when I got the call. All of a sudden it is so real that we are going to be moving home soon. I've been looking forward to moving back ever since Dylan was born, but when I scheduled that viewing I got all sad and scared and overwhelmed. I'm not sure I'm ready for the upheaval of moving to another country again. I'm not sure I'm ready to leave this house. It's just getting nice, and we're just getting all settled in. We are comfortable and everything is familiar.
But I am sure I want to be closer to my family.
Tell you what--why doesn't everyone just move over here. I'm sure you'll like it!
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Not my baby any more...
Dylan seems to have decided overnight that he is no longer a baby. I thought I'd be upset when this day came, but instead I find it delightful!
Jen and I took my babies swimming this morning, and Dylan swam on his own for the first time. Of course he had his life jacket on, but he did it on his own. He swam half the length of the pool!
He's been talking up a storm today--stringing sentences together and having actual conversations with me.
We went shopping for Martin's birthday presents today and stopped for a cup of mint tea. Dylan sat on the sofa in the coffee shop and drank his juice. He had his granola bar and sat like an angel while I fed Edith.
In my mind I know that he has been building up to this for a REALLY long time, but it seemed so sudden today. And while I'm sad that he's not a helpless little baby, I know that he needs to grow up. And I'm happy that he's doing it so well!
Jen and I took my babies swimming this morning, and Dylan swam on his own for the first time. Of course he had his life jacket on, but he did it on his own. He swam half the length of the pool!
He's been talking up a storm today--stringing sentences together and having actual conversations with me.
We went shopping for Martin's birthday presents today and stopped for a cup of mint tea. Dylan sat on the sofa in the coffee shop and drank his juice. He had his granola bar and sat like an angel while I fed Edith.
In my mind I know that he has been building up to this for a REALLY long time, but it seemed so sudden today. And while I'm sad that he's not a helpless little baby, I know that he needs to grow up. And I'm happy that he's doing it so well!
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
This heat wave!
I was hanging washing on the line on Monday, since that's laundry day, and I hung a pair of Dylan's pajama bottoms up next to one of Edith's sleepsuits. They were the same size. It made me think about how strange it is that Dylan came out of my body. It's not so strange to think of with a tiny baby. But now he's huge and independent and I look at him with wonder and think, crikey-I MADE that!
Things are going well over here. Martin and I have really been getting some major work done in the garden. We have this one corner that's been full of rubble and rubbish and gravel since we moved in. Well, now it just has gravel. And that's going quickly since we are sifting the soil out of it and using it next to the house. It's really looking good out there--just in time for our 4th of July/birthday BBQ.
Dylan has started playing with other kids at the stay-and-play we go to instead of just ignoring them. Unfortunately, this means that I have to hover near him to break up fights over toys. Dylan is a big bully, and is so much bigger and stronger than most of the other kids his age. I am constantly complimented on how well he's going with his speech. He talks better than most kids his age. It's probably not anything I'm doing, really, but it makes me feel like a competent parent.
Edith is discovering her voice now. She is "talking" quite a bit, and continues to be a joy to have around. She's beautiful and happy. And she has the whitest skin I've ever seen in my life! I'm really going to have to be careful with her skin--especially when we move back to Utah.
Our house is officially listed now. The picture is up in the DDM window for all to see. Now we just need to have some people show a bit of interest in it. The bedroom is half painted (we're doing it cream instead of blue) and I'm doing my best to keep it clean for viewings.
I've decided it's time to get my eating under control. I won't say I'm on a diet, but I will say that I'm no longer eating anything I want. It's difficult to decide if I am eating enough to be feeding myself and Edith. A lot of the time when I feel hungry I don't know if I just have the munchies or if I genuinely need to eat so my body will make enough breastmilk for Edith. Tricky! But I've had more energy the last few days. Most likely because I've been eating more veggies and less refined sugar.
Martin is at baseball practice tonight. He left early so he can practice pitching. It's something he's wanted to learn to do for quite some time now, but he can't work on it during the regular baseball practice. I think he'll be pretty good at it, to be honest. Martin is pretty good at most sporty things he tries to do.
The weather continues to be hot and sticky. It is a bit too hot for comfort at mid-day, but other than that it's very nice. We've all been out in the garden in our swimming suits all afternoon. Dylan is lovely and brown, and Martin is going a delightful shade of pink. As usual, my top half is giong brown whilst my legs stay fish belly white. Nice.
Anyway, that's what we're up to. Nothing terribly exciting, but we're all content with just doing our thing!
Things are going well over here. Martin and I have really been getting some major work done in the garden. We have this one corner that's been full of rubble and rubbish and gravel since we moved in. Well, now it just has gravel. And that's going quickly since we are sifting the soil out of it and using it next to the house. It's really looking good out there--just in time for our 4th of July/birthday BBQ.
Dylan has started playing with other kids at the stay-and-play we go to instead of just ignoring them. Unfortunately, this means that I have to hover near him to break up fights over toys. Dylan is a big bully, and is so much bigger and stronger than most of the other kids his age. I am constantly complimented on how well he's going with his speech. He talks better than most kids his age. It's probably not anything I'm doing, really, but it makes me feel like a competent parent.
Edith is discovering her voice now. She is "talking" quite a bit, and continues to be a joy to have around. She's beautiful and happy. And she has the whitest skin I've ever seen in my life! I'm really going to have to be careful with her skin--especially when we move back to Utah.
Our house is officially listed now. The picture is up in the DDM window for all to see. Now we just need to have some people show a bit of interest in it. The bedroom is half painted (we're doing it cream instead of blue) and I'm doing my best to keep it clean for viewings.
I've decided it's time to get my eating under control. I won't say I'm on a diet, but I will say that I'm no longer eating anything I want. It's difficult to decide if I am eating enough to be feeding myself and Edith. A lot of the time when I feel hungry I don't know if I just have the munchies or if I genuinely need to eat so my body will make enough breastmilk for Edith. Tricky! But I've had more energy the last few days. Most likely because I've been eating more veggies and less refined sugar.
Martin is at baseball practice tonight. He left early so he can practice pitching. It's something he's wanted to learn to do for quite some time now, but he can't work on it during the regular baseball practice. I think he'll be pretty good at it, to be honest. Martin is pretty good at most sporty things he tries to do.
The weather continues to be hot and sticky. It is a bit too hot for comfort at mid-day, but other than that it's very nice. We've all been out in the garden in our swimming suits all afternoon. Dylan is lovely and brown, and Martin is going a delightful shade of pink. As usual, my top half is giong brown whilst my legs stay fish belly white. Nice.
Anyway, that's what we're up to. Nothing terribly exciting, but we're all content with just doing our thing!
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