Check out Lydia's operatics. It's actually pretty impressive what she comes up with on the spot! It's almost as if she really were singing a song she knew.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Seventy-seventh Passage
Family Pictures! Finally, I have family photos to put on the wall. Well, as soon as I get them printed...
My friend Jessica from Busy Bee Photography took these pictures. She did an awesome job. I recommend her. And she's great with kids and big groups.
Enjoy!
My friend Jessica from Busy Bee Photography took these pictures. She did an awesome job. I recommend her. And she's great with kids and big groups.
Enjoy!
This one could be better, if certain little boys would make normal faces...
David and I got some pictures taken together too.
Who is more pregnant??
Personal pictures of all the kiddos.
Morgan
William
Owen
Lydia
And baby girl! Tee hee.
We got the pictures taken with all the Postons, so here are some of my favorites from the gang.
Seventy-sixth Passage
Here's a little update on my pregnancy.
I am 28 weeks along, so only 12 more to go. This pregnancy has gone by relatively fast, so that's nice. I'm big enough now that sleeping is much less comfortable, and more broken up. Oh, and the pelvis pain has returned! I had it with Lydia really bad, so I predict it will only get worse as I continue to grow.
Last week I had an ultra-sound. My first big ultra-sound, around 20 weeks, they saw some bright spots around the babies stomach that they were worried about. They suggested some blood tests and a follow up ultra-sound. I wasn't concerned much at all and almost forewent the recommendations based on convenience and money. It just reminded me about when I was pregnant with Lydia. They saw some bright spots around the heart that they say they see sometimes with down syndrome. They recommended I do more testing for that. I didn't, and wasn't really worried about it. Lydia was fine.
Anyway, I got some blood work done and ruled out an infection that could have caused it. Then we went to the ultra-sound last week. The bright spots had migrated to the bowel. This is what they were hoping not to see. This could mean a few things. The worst case is that the baby has cystic fibrosis, a horrible disease, whose victims lead a hard, short, life. But in order for our baby to have cyctic fibrosis, David and I would both have to have the gene, which is unlikely, especially considering that nobody in our families have had it. The news was more concerning at first, but I just don't think that will be an issue. I'm going to see if I can get a lab done to see if I carry that faulty gene, and if I don't, we're home free on that account.
But there are other major issues. It could be that the bowl didn't form right and is twisted or something. It would take a surgery to repair it. I don't want my brand new baby to have to have surgery. It could also cause a problem in utero. I will have to keep going in for ultra-sounds to keep a watch on it, to make sure the bowel doesn't rupture or something. If it does, they will take the baby early.
We asked a lot of questions, but I don't feel like we got the clearest answers. I think that it could be nothing, but it wasn't very easy to get the doctor to admit to that.
And yet, I'm not terribly concerned. I just think it will all be okay. I'll continue to go in to make sure things haven't worsened, and I do want to get tested to see if I'm a cystic fibrosis carrier, but...I won't be surprised if it all turns out to be nothing.
I am 28 weeks along, so only 12 more to go. This pregnancy has gone by relatively fast, so that's nice. I'm big enough now that sleeping is much less comfortable, and more broken up. Oh, and the pelvis pain has returned! I had it with Lydia really bad, so I predict it will only get worse as I continue to grow.
Last week I had an ultra-sound. My first big ultra-sound, around 20 weeks, they saw some bright spots around the babies stomach that they were worried about. They suggested some blood tests and a follow up ultra-sound. I wasn't concerned much at all and almost forewent the recommendations based on convenience and money. It just reminded me about when I was pregnant with Lydia. They saw some bright spots around the heart that they say they see sometimes with down syndrome. They recommended I do more testing for that. I didn't, and wasn't really worried about it. Lydia was fine.
Anyway, I got some blood work done and ruled out an infection that could have caused it. Then we went to the ultra-sound last week. The bright spots had migrated to the bowel. This is what they were hoping not to see. This could mean a few things. The worst case is that the baby has cystic fibrosis, a horrible disease, whose victims lead a hard, short, life. But in order for our baby to have cyctic fibrosis, David and I would both have to have the gene, which is unlikely, especially considering that nobody in our families have had it. The news was more concerning at first, but I just don't think that will be an issue. I'm going to see if I can get a lab done to see if I carry that faulty gene, and if I don't, we're home free on that account.
But there are other major issues. It could be that the bowl didn't form right and is twisted or something. It would take a surgery to repair it. I don't want my brand new baby to have to have surgery. It could also cause a problem in utero. I will have to keep going in for ultra-sounds to keep a watch on it, to make sure the bowel doesn't rupture or something. If it does, they will take the baby early.
We asked a lot of questions, but I don't feel like we got the clearest answers. I think that it could be nothing, but it wasn't very easy to get the doctor to admit to that.
And yet, I'm not terribly concerned. I just think it will all be okay. I'll continue to go in to make sure things haven't worsened, and I do want to get tested to see if I'm a cystic fibrosis carrier, but...I won't be surprised if it all turns out to be nothing.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Seventy-fifth Passage
Last week the three boys had swimming lessons. Owen was in the pre-school class with kids mostly 3 years old, William was in level 1, and Morgan was in level 2. I wanted to put both the older boys in level 2, but there was only one slot left open. When I signed them up, William was still afraid to put his head in the water, so I put Morgan in level 2. But in the short time that elapsed between signing up and having lessons, William became much braver in the pool, and even learned to doggy paddle without assistance. But I left them in the classes I originally signed them up for, which I don't think was a bad thing.
While they boys had their hour lessons, Lydia and I hung out and watched. She did much better than I thought she would; she loves swimming and I thought she would throw a fit every day because she didn't get to get in. But she was generally well behaved.
Owen was generally horrible. He's way too afraid of water in general, but the water his class was in was 2 ft. deep. Even he is okay with that depth. But he still refused to participate, listen to his teachers, or be nice in any manner. The only interaction he instigated with his classmates was to splash them in the face. And his teachers. I was not well pleased.
One day they did life jackets and took them into deeper water. David was there that day, so we made him participate. He wasn't happy about it. But afterward, he was more comfortable with his teachers and was happier to be there.
He clung so tight to the teacher holding him.
William did great in his class. His first day he was still a little apprehensive about blowing bubbles in the water, and freaked out a little. This made me realize my decision to leave him in level 1 was a good choice. But he got better, and even learned to swim short distances underwater without plugging his nose.
The last day his class got to jump off the diving board. Owen's class did it with them, but Owen, of course, stayed on the sidelines.
Anyway, William was pretty apprehensive at first. His teacher, (whom William adored) was in the water to catch him, and another was on the diving board to assist. It's a good thing too, otherwise William would have chickened out an never known how much he would like jumping off the diving board.
Here are the first and second jumps from William. I didn't get anymore videos, but he got braver each jump.
Morgan also did well. His class did a lot of diving for rings. Morgan has a buoyancy problem. He isn't. He sinks like a rock, no matter how much he kicks and flails about. So the learning to float thing didn't work out so well. Neither did the learning to swim thing, for that matter. But there was definite improvement. I think with a little more instruction and practice, he can get it down.
His class also got to jump off the diving board, but they didn't have someone in the water to catch them, so Morgan used a floaty.
While they boys had their hour lessons, Lydia and I hung out and watched. She did much better than I thought she would; she loves swimming and I thought she would throw a fit every day because she didn't get to get in. But she was generally well behaved.
Owen was generally horrible. He's way too afraid of water in general, but the water his class was in was 2 ft. deep. Even he is okay with that depth. But he still refused to participate, listen to his teachers, or be nice in any manner. The only interaction he instigated with his classmates was to splash them in the face. And his teachers. I was not well pleased.
One day they did life jackets and took them into deeper water. David was there that day, so we made him participate. He wasn't happy about it. But afterward, he was more comfortable with his teachers and was happier to be there.
William did great in his class. His first day he was still a little apprehensive about blowing bubbles in the water, and freaked out a little. This made me realize my decision to leave him in level 1 was a good choice. But he got better, and even learned to swim short distances underwater without plugging his nose.
Anyway, William was pretty apprehensive at first. His teacher, (whom William adored) was in the water to catch him, and another was on the diving board to assist. It's a good thing too, otherwise William would have chickened out an never known how much he would like jumping off the diving board.
Here are the first and second jumps from William. I didn't get anymore videos, but he got braver each jump.
Morgan also did well. His class did a lot of diving for rings. Morgan has a buoyancy problem. He isn't. He sinks like a rock, no matter how much he kicks and flails about. So the learning to float thing didn't work out so well. Neither did the learning to swim thing, for that matter. But there was definite improvement. I think with a little more instruction and practice, he can get it down.
His class also got to jump off the diving board, but they didn't have someone in the water to catch them, so Morgan used a floaty.
Post-it #120
Lydia put her giant baby in the cradle, which is in my bedroom. I'm more used to it now, but for quite awhile I would do an alarmed double-take every time I walked by it.
Post-it #119
It has been brought to my attention that Owen looks like a character in the new Les Miserables movie. I agree. I told Owen to give me a serious/grumpy face so he could look the same as the brooding character. He had a hard time keeping a smile out of his scowl.
What do you think? Do they look alike?
What do you think? Do they look alike?
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Post-it #118
I've been getting that nesting itch these days, and have had the urge to stock up on baby stuff. I checked craigslist for deals one day, and found all of this. Nice portable baby swing with music, bouncer with vibrating seat and musical toys, a jumparoo thing, baby bath insert, diaper bag, and the infant car seat thing, for a total of $45. Not too bad, in my estimation!
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