Wednesday, March 31, 2010
I need to go to the beach. NEED!!!
I've mentioned my issues of feeling trapped in the middle of the country before. I need an edge. Nearby. There must be annual sighting of a coastline.
I got both coasts in 2009, so I was good. But we are in a new calendar year, people, and it is TIME to plan for a beach!
So, the question is: do I load up my 5 kids and drive the nearly 12 hours from Salt Lake City to San Francisco this summer while we're out west anyway? OR do I drive the only 10 hours from Worthington, OH to anywhere on the Jersey shore some other time?
I can take my kids around my favorite west coast city and show them the beautiful CA coast.
I love the bay area. love love love.
We get to visit with wonderful friends that we wouldn't otherwise get to see.
Fabulous food. Everywhere. For cheap.
driving across NV in the summer. with kids.
We can go see the place where my Grandma and Great Aunt (the sisters Lilyanna is named after) lived and visit the beaches I spent lots of childhood time on.
Lots of friends and family to visit.
It's the Jersey shore.
And I'm not sure if I'll make it out to CA any other time this year if I don't go this summer.
What to do??
Friday, March 26, 2010
Lilyanna at 1 month...when i could still sometimes convince her to take a pacifier.Before I forget, Lilyanna is doing these things now:
-pushing herself into standing position, if we hold her fingers.
-trying to do a serious crunch into a sitting position if laying on her back.
-grinning and cooing and combining sounds. And generally making everyone melt. She grinned at Nathaniel the other day and I could have scraped him off the floor. "MOM!! Lilyanna LOVES me!!" Adorable.
-Sleeping at night for a 5 hour stretch, consistently. Which is good. Because Todd and I are old and tired.
-starting to reach for the little toy thingies. Maybe. Maybe it's just a coincidence that her hand slowly collides with them. I can't quite tell yet.
-with her eyes, following people or things across a room.
-She hates her pacifier. A lot.
The nice thing about being done having kids (knocking furiously on all wooden surfaces around me) is that I'm really enjoying this stage. I don't think I have ever enjoyed any of my other babies the same way due to having other small children, or both of us working, or relocating to a new state. But now all my other kids are in school, and I'm at home during the day, and Lilyanna and I can stare and coo at each other for an hour if we want. It's wonderful and I'm so grateful to have this opportunity.
Monday, March 22, 2010
This is my Dad holding Lilyanna in what seems to be a favorite position for her. He put her like that one day while she was fussing and when she calmed down, he said, "Oh, well that makes sense. It's how you liked to be held at this age, too." I have since grown out of that desire, I assure you. But besides being a cute picture of my Dad with his only granddaughter, it also highlights how l-o-n-g she is. She, like her older brothers before her, has put all of her energy into growing longer and not fatter.
At two months old, she weighs ONE. I repeat ONE pound more than she weighed at birth. I promise I feed her all the time! But she has grown four inches longer since birth. Totally not my fault. Have you met Todd? All him. Except Todd never had to wear tights. (Except that one time, but we won't talk about that right now...) Do you know how ridiculous this poor little girl with her skinny little chicken legs looks in tights?? Good thing warm weather is right around the corner is all I can say.
Warren played the part of Conrad Birdie in his high school's production of "Bye Bye Birdie". He was absolutely wonderful in the role and it was fun to see him perform the Elvis type character. And I love this picture of him!
Incidentally, this play has history for Todd and me as well. When we were teenagers and I didn't like Todd anymore, he came to see me in it. I had a crush on the boy playing Conrad Birdie, though. Also, I didn't return the favor and go see Todd's play a week later. (He was the Wizard in "Once Upon a Mattress".) He still brings it up. ;)
We blessed Lilyanna when she was one month old. Todd gave the blessing and was joined in the circle by both our dads and our Bishop. (I love how in the picture above, the lion is prominently featured between Todd and the Bishop.)
Grandma and Grandpa Bradshaw and Aunt Elysa picked out the pretty blessing dress.
She was perfectly behaved through the whole thing and didn't cry at all. (Nor did she spit up or wet the men holding her during her blessing. This is a first for our kids.) She did try to spit out her pacifier, but luckily the Bishop was quick of hand and eye, and caught it midair and got back in her mouth. Impressive.
Among other things, Lilyanna was blessed with the knowledge that her family loves her. And the ability to find joy and laugh through the trials of life.
It was wonderful to have so many family members able to join us for the experience. Both sets of Grandparents and three aunts, an uncle and a cousin all made the journey into town. Good times and happy memories.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Shower time is sacred time as far as I'm concerned. With a new baby who I've been told by her doctor to "feed whenever she wants to eat", showers are hard to get. She wants to eat all the time. There's also the whole not sleeping thing. And needing to eat. The shower falls last on the list every time. So, when I finally get one it makes me VERY unhappy to be interrupted by children. Especially older children.
With this in mind, I've assembled some guidelines for when it is okay to interrupt Mom in the shower.
1. Blood. If anyone is bleeding in a way that can't be stopped by a band-aid, you may knock on the door.
2. Animal bites. (they don't always draw blood.) It must be a wild or rabid animal, though. All other animal bites can wait until after. Unless rule 1 applies.
3. If Publisher's Clearing House is standing at the front door with a check for me, you may knock on the door.
4. If one of my crushes is standing at the front door, you may knock on the door. You may even jimmy the lock on the door.
5. If Dad somehow gets himself arrested and uses his one phone call to call me while I'm in the shower, I will come to the phone. And then I will deal with him later.