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Happy Mother’s Day

My blog is lacking. Orlund is going to help me re-design it. I have 3 birthday parties to blog about (with photo’s). However today is Mother’s day ~ Happy Mother’s Day to all the Mom’s out there. I thank God that He blessed me with being a Mom. What an amazing privilege! Being a mom is the hardest, most tiring, humbling, amazing, blessing… I can’t even find the words to describe Mother hood. I always thought being a mom would be so easy, smooth sailing. I’d be a mom, like my mom, master house keeper, crafty, playful and energetic… oh and don’t forget patient! (okay, that’s the wrong patient but I can’t for the life of me remember how to spell it). I’m not like my mom, well I am and I’m not. I’m Me. I’ve discovered that I need the Grace of God and to rely on His strength to get me through. I’ve been trying to rely on my own strength, now I’m relying on His and it’s going so much better 🙂

A little update, Jacob is over a year old now, and with that comes a new ‘balance’. For the first year of a child’s life they need Mommy, they cling to you it seems. I love being the person they want most, however that first year is a juggling act of emotions, attention, and life. This past week I realized my baby boy is changing quickly. He’s walking (almost running). He can climb up and down the stairs unassisted, although after his loving sister tossed a toy down at him during a decent, last week, that ended up with his bloody lip he seems less keen on climbing down.  I can leave the baby gate open if I so choose and he doesn’t care. I can now leave the bathroom door open, he no longer chews on toilet paper or rummages through the garbage, and he knows he’s not allowed to open the toilet lid to play in the water. (although if the lid is left up it’s another story). Often times I find him in the bathroom watching the wash spinning. He can pull things out of the toy box, climb onto furniture, and best of all ~ bug his big sisters!! He doesn’t talk however communicates very well in letting me know what he wants. With his new independence comes a new ‘freedom’ to me. I can do dishes without him clinging to me (although he still likes to help with the dishwasher). Cooking, cleaning and tending to his sisters needs don’t put him off like they used to. He’s fun. Really fun, loves to have fun and get you laughing. The girls include him in play and he attempts to play with them. Tonight my mom and sister were driving home from Edmonton, my mom called and mentioned they might need to spend the night here. Usually that would mean clearing a spot in the living room from the toys. cleaning kitchen, and a general ‘tidy up’. I looked around after I got off the phone with her, and you know what? I didn’t do a thing! NOT ONE THING! The house is clean! Sure I spent much of my day cleaning earlier (apparently 1 hour without kids gets lots of cleaning done! happy Mother’s day to me :). ) but it just shows how much more I feel I can accomplish in a day. He’s also starting to finally sleep longer which really helps the energy levels. I’m going to miss the baby stage when I see new babies, but I’m excited to be moving on into the next stage of our lives 🙂

Happy New year!

So what if we are 7days in already? Happy New Year! And that’s what it is 🙂

I don’t do resolutions because well…I find resolutions are for breaking! LOL. I did however ponder what all has happened in this last year and what I look forward to in this year.
Last year I had my First baby boy, and while he’s my first he’s also my last baby. *pout*. My girls grew up. *double pout* I went through times of depression and hatefullness towards myself. Times of triumph and sorrow. I almost feel as though I witnessed this year as a memory, I wasn’t really there and yet I was. And please don’t worry I did have wonderful times, mostly brought on by my fabulous family! I’ve tried my hardest to enjoy and breath in all that I can of my babies, but in regards to me, myself and I, I feel as though I’m missing something. I was lost in a world of clutter, loneliness and feeling blah. (sorry to sound so down, but this is the honest truth of my year).

HOWEVER “In princess stories there’s always a however” ~ sorry random quote from a Veggie Tales movie, and hey I’m God’s Princess! I’m turning things around. A dear friend of mine asked me recently if I have a hard time tossing things (which I always have), I said yes. However I was wrong. I should have said “I have had a hard time in the past, but I’m doing good with it now”. I’m purging. I’m purging my house of unnecessary clutter, I’m purging my body of unnecessary fat (exercise and eating good), I’m purging my thoughts of doubt/hate/martyr like thinking, I’m turning my eyes to Jesus and spending daily time in His word and am LOVING IT!  Last week was spent cleaning from New years and getting ready for Hazel’s Birthday party. This week is all about maintaining the peace of my house and getting back to purging the office! I’m LOVING IT and feeling great about this new year! All the things I’ve wanted to accomplish in the past few years I’m going to do ~ and I’m going to enjoy it! I’m taking time to take care of myself and not just my family. I’m being who God wants me to be this Year.

Hope you all had wonderful holidays and are looking forward with excitement at this new year! God Bless!

Names

I’ve had a number of posts brewing in my mind.. I just don’t have time right now to post them.
That being said I thought (for fun) I’d share our ‘other’ baby names. We have decided we are done growing our family (unless the Lord decides to surprise us), so I figure it’s safe to share our names.

Originally we figured we would have 4-5kids (I was aiming for 5). We figured this was the order they would arrive and their names would be as follows~
Gideon Hugh
Ethan David
Joy Jubilee
Natalia Margaret
Jacob Schluter

That’s right. Then low and behold we had a girl first! We went back and forth on naming her Joy or Natalia. The deciding factor? Orlund kept saying Natalie not Natalia ~ BIG difference to me! So Joy it was.

We got pregnant again, So we reviewed the names.
boy~ Isaac Hugh
girl ~ Olivia Margaret
those are our middle names so wanted to pass them along. We had Olivia.

Pregnancy #3. Time to review again.
boy~ Jacob Hugh
girl ~ Lucy Jean
Jacob won. LOL. Lucy was the first girl name that Orlund had come up with. I still LOVE that name and sometimes wish we could have another girl so I could have my little Lucy. Maybe we’ll have to use it for a pets name?

There you have it! All the changes and thoughts along the way. We had originally wanted to name our kids with easy to say/spell names that were NOT the most popular. Orlund is always having to pronounce his name and spell it for people, so he didn’t want that for the kids. And I always had 3+ other girls with the same name in my class growing up, didn’t want that either…. turns out Olivia and Jacob are BOTH top of the list, guess Joy is the only one that completely stuck to the ‘rules’.

What were other names you had picked out for your kids?

My Blessings

Finally a mom

Last night as Orlund was brushing the girls teeth I was examining how their play dresses were constructed. I sewed Joy a dress, a Cinderella dress, it ended up being easier than I thought. That got my creative juices flowing. I have all this wonderful material to use just need to figure out what I want to make with it. Back to looking at how the play dresses were constructed, Orlund turns to me and say’s “you’re finally a mom”, I looked at him and replied “what?”,
“well you are all into sewing, and cooking and all that stuff”.
“I think I became a mom a long time ago honey”
“well, yeah… ummm” *foot in mouth pause*”you know what I mean… I mean…..”
“you mean I’m finally becoming an ‘all out mom’?”
“Yeah, that’s it!” *saved by the wife sigh*

I know what he’s saying. I’ve really started to enjoy doing ‘mom’ things. I’m trying to play and be more involved with the kids (not that I haven’t been but just stepping it up some). I’m trying to have the house clean everyday. I’m trying to get us outside more. I’m sewing. I’m crafting. I’m enjoying it. Orlund suggested that I stop trying to do the kids scrapbooks because I can do scrapbooking whenever, when they are older. But I wont be able to sew them clothes, play or craft with them forever so why not do those things now. It’s given me a new sense of freedom. Before, whenever I’d start a new project Orlund would remind me/tease me about not completing the scrapbooks. But now, now that he suggested not to, I feel free to pursue the other interests. Now if I could get Jacob to stop waking every 45min-hour at night so I could have the energy to do all this fun stuff!

motivation?

I’ve been on a roller coaster of emotions lately. We found a house we would like to buy. If we could get it for $40K less than asking price and get a good amount for our place we would do it. We (Orlund and I in the thought process) have gone back and forth 100 times. That does a lot to a person emotionally. I’m drained. We have decided to NOT go for it. We are going to wait a year. One more year squished in here, but where we have some financial freedom. We will save, pay down the house while doing some minor upgrades. Then re-evaluate next year.

Jacob has hit the 3 month mark. The age when infants become babies (in my eyes at least). They smile regularly, giggle and colic subsides. Jacob changed over night it seemed. Then he did again. He used to have bad gas and was colic.He pooped once every 4 days. He slept from 9pm to 5am without waking. Then usually slept after feeding until 7/8am. He also took at least one nap without me holding him. Now he knows how to pass gas, and the colic is mostly gone. He poops once a day (he has a hard time leading up to it. and overflows his diaper everyday). He goes to bed at 11pm, wakes to feed at 3am, 5am, 7am, and gets up sometime before 9am. He wont nap during the day unless on me, and even then he fights sleep like you wouldn’t believe.

Happy dimple boy

With all the changes in regard to Jacob and the emotional exhaustion my house has fallen to pieces. As I was nursing Jacob (he’s now napping on my chest) I decided to read through a few of my old posts… I read the ones about nesting…wish I had that gusto now! I will admit it did inspire me to get this house back in shape. It helps me feel so much better when the house is clean and I feel like I’ve at least accomplished something during the day.

Well now Jacob is screaming, the kids are fighting. Guess computer time is over. Wish me luck ~ I need it!

Serious

Our lives

Guess it’s about time to update you on our lives since my last post. (the last post I wrote Mar 3 not 4th like it say’s).

March 4th 2am I woke up with contractions and we were headed to the hospital by 4am. We arrived and I was already 8cm with a bulging bag of waters. Due to my quick delivery with Olivia everyone assumed that baby would arrive 30minutes after my water broke. The Dr arrived right away (we were all shocked) and broke my water. He had to jump out of the way as my water shot out at him ~ Orlund said it was like a fire hose! lol.  My labour was going great and I was able to talk and joke between contractions and just breath through them when they hit. The nurse and Dr commented on how this was exactly the kind of labour they wouldn’t want teenagers to see (they’d think it easy). Eventually I laid down on my side to see if baby would be able to drop lower without catching on any cervix that was left. I asked for the laughing gas as I knew contractions are worse laying down. That stuff is crazy! The nurse mentioned that she’d never seen it work before, right as I took my first breath of it… Now she’s seen it work. She asked if I take much medication, which I don’t, so she figures that’s why it works for me. Orlund again had a wonderful time laughing at me and the nurse joined in as well. My pinky fingers would go numb and so did my face. It was weird, and so me being ‘high’ and trying to feel my face made for many laughs by all. Sometime around 7am they had me kneel on the bed leaning over the back of it (raised like a chair). That kick started the real pain! It felt like an eternity and I was exhausted. Shift change happened and my Dr also came in. Finally I’d had enough and jumped around and announced “I’m done! I’m pushing!”. Luckily baby dropped that exact same time so I really was ready to push. His head was already crowning with the first push. 12minutes of pushing, small episiotomy and baby arrived!

Jacob Hugh Norstrom
8lbs 7oz 20″long
March 4, 2012 @ 7:50am

He had the cord wrapped around his neck 3 times so he came out a very dark purple. However once the cord was unwrapped he let out a hearty cry which was followed by a big sigh from all the nurses/Dr. Apparently Jacob’s heart rate had also dropped to 50bpm so they were all figuring he’d need some assistance upon delivery. He didn’t. He was perfect!

We were discharged the following evening, I pretty much told the Dr to get me out of there.
Life has been crazy since. and I’ve learned so much ~ for example ~ boys can get yeast infections, and I learned how to treat that. How to change a diaper without getting peed on. That just because your last two didn’t spit up or need burping doesn’t mean your 3rd wont!

People always ask me if he’s a good baby. I always say yes. He cry’s most the day, spits up often, doesn’t let me put him down during the day and doesn’t sleep longer than the odd 5 hours at night ~ but he’s not ‘bad’, not like he’s doing it on purpose. Orlund tells me that’s not what people mean, they mean is he easy. But I just can’t bring myself to say he’s not good. If they want to know if he’s an easy baby I’d say “not really” but he’s not bad.

The girls? Well. They are adjusting. It’s been hard on them, to outsiders you’d think they’ve adjusted well. However at home they act like hormonal teenagers going through PMS. Lots of sass and attitude. But we are working together and trying to get more one on one time so they don’t feel like mommy is all about the baby.

I’ve found having #3 to be the most difficult adjustment. Just that the delivery wasn’t as easy as I’d figured it would be, and the recovery also took longer. I’m getting older and I could sure tell this time. Orlund say’s it’s been the easiest for him, however I do everything for Jacob (mostly) and he’s a very needy baby which just wears me down. I love him and wouldn’t change the fact we had him, just being honest. I find it more difficult this time sitting and nursing him when I see all that needs to be done. I’d gotten so good at keeping the house clean before he arrived that now it drives me nuts that I can’t get it all done, and I just sit nursing and see all that needs to be done, which is frustrating at times. It’s a lot different this time. Orlund is great and I honestly couldn’t do it without him.

Well there’s been a lot more that’s happened since he’s arrived. Many good things too. But this is all the time I have to write as the kids are loosing it. I’ll leave you with another picture of my adorable little man (just a few days ago).

Pregnancy updated…

Figure since I have not much else to do I’d do an update on my pregnancy…

How far along? 40weeks + 5days (Sunday)
Total weight gain/loss: Up 20ish pounds. (total)
Maternity clothes? Don’t even fit anymore…. my belly is just SO big!
Stretch marks? *crying* Yes… With the girls I got ones just very low, and very few. Now I’m getting them all around my belly button.
Sleep not happening, except for an hour a day at nap time (if I’m lucky). Baby seems to have decided that he now likes to be awake at night instead of daytime…. And when he moves he gives me contractions so my nights are filled with me trying to determine if he’s just being a stinker or if he’s on his way out.
Best moment this week Losing my Plug (ooo, yummy). But it means something *could* happen soon.
Movement He has slowed down in his movements actually, well so far as kicking. He likes to prop his feet on my ribs then push his head down into my bladder and well…’delivery’ location. *hence all the contractions.
Food cravings nothing really… I wouldn’t feel like eating except I get really nauseous if I don’t.
Gender Boy 🙂
Labor Signs Just the plug and random contractions.
Belly Button in or out? starting to make it’s way out, although I don’t know how it could there’s no skin left to go out
What I miss sleeping on my belly. Not having to pee every 5 minutes.
What I am looking forward to What do you think??? Baby to arrive!
Milestones I’ve yet again made it past my due date without going completely insane…. just a little insane.

There… that’s it…
I have come to the realization that baby is coming soon, and sooner by the minute. It’s a bit scary to think of it all, so I don’t.. well lets be honest a pregnant woman can forget things easily so as long as I don’t (see just forgot what I was saying) dwell on it I forget about what’s all to come… (that wasn’t exactly it but close enough). LOL.
***Oh and I’m officially done work now!! March 1st was my last day. I’m sure with the teachers going on strike they wish I was still working…but nope I’m enjoying being “off”.

Happy Leap day.

I would prefer to be leaping in joy over the arrival of my little monkey…. but that is yet to happen.

One of my friends just delivered her second daughter this past Friday. I am arranging meals for her, I called her yesterday to review just when she wanted the meals brought to her. She’s having a bit of a rough time. Baby is cluster feeding and not letting her put her down at night. There is a lot more but basically it reminded me of just what I’m headed into! Babies are babies for such a very short time you really do forget about all that goes with having a newborn.

Still no real signs of labour and the Dr said even though baby is engaged he’s still really high so he doesn’t expect much to be happening soon. I have another apt booked for Monday and at that appointment we’ll talk about when to schedule the induction…. I’m not planning on being induced! No thank you… gotta get this show on the road. Orlund’s brother is heading to Las Vegas today for 5 days. my goal is to have this baby before he’s back! Come on baby!

I really want to just walk walk walk. But it’s snowing outside so I need to just walk inside. It’s do-able, just hard to get motivated to do it. I’m feeling so sluggish and slow I’m having a hard time getting going… I’m also watching my daycare boy today and tomorrow. My mom and Orlund think I’m nuts to be watching him… maybe I am, but heck I haven’t had the baby yet so it does help me get off my butt and do at least something around here!

Nesting….

I wish I could nest ALL the time! I never experienced the so-called ‘nesting’ phase of pregnancy. Nope I went from ‘puking my brains out’ to ‘pleasantly plump’ to ‘is this over yet?’ to having my baby in my arms. At the beginning of this pregnancy I had a bit of a drive to clean. Figured Nesting was happening and that was that. I wasn’t as ill as I was with the girls but still took my Diclectin as I just didn’t want to chance it. Well.. I’m 39weeks on Tuesday. This past week I started nesting. I’ve had an urge to get the house clean for a while now, and had the odd nesting urge surge enough I’d get something done (like freezing enough meals our freezer is too full). But I’d get maybe one thing done and be out of energy. Not this week. On Thursday I decided to get off my computer and just ‘try’ to get something done. I was behind on my weekly chores so picked up with them. Water the plants. Put a load of laundry on. Windex the mirrors. That’s it! Windex!! Apparently I just needed Windex. Let me explain. I decided to clean the main bathroom mirror. I ended up windexing the ENTIRE bathroom! scrubbed it from top to bottom (other than the shower/tub as it’s just to awkward). I even washed the base of the toilet (a job I always put off). I ended up doing our ensuite as well. Then figured I might as well scrub the lower cabinets of our Kitchen (with a tooth brush ~ just the doors). I also scrubbed the stove and the outside of the oven (windex works great for getting grease off!). I did a few other odd chores but that was the most of it.

When Orlund got home I figured he’d be so excited by my progress. (I’d also made dinner). He took the girls out to play in the beautiful white stuff that’d fallen all day long (snow).  He didn’t really notice my work. He was tired, heck it wore me out watching them play in the snow! But I was a bit sad he didn’t notice (or didn’t say anything).

Friday I decided 1) I’m going to go with this ‘nesting’ urge and 2) I was going to make the house shine so he wouldn’t be able to not notice. WOW. I like nesting! I scrubbed our Kitchen spotless! Windex works great for getting that gunk off the top of your fridge ~ you know what I’m talking about, no matter how much you wipe it just doesn’t really come off… One wipe with Windex and it’s GONE! Also works great on the top of the pantry’s to get that greasy gunk off. I washed all the doors, counters, sinks, even Windex’d the top of our spice containers (boy do they gleam now!). yes. I used a lot of Windex, I’m actually out now.  I put the girls in the bath after lunch and scrubbed the kitchen floor ~ on my pregnant hands and knees! It felt good to get down there and really scrub it! (I can see the kids from the Kitchen when they are in the bath). I re-tidied the bathrooms (after a bath it needs it!). I cleaned baby’s room yet again (girls love to play in there and it keeps them happy so I let them). I cleaned the Girls room, the Entrance, Vacuumed the stairs (and all the carpets). Cleaned the Dining room, living room and even tackled our bedroom! I didn’t have time to do the toy room and office, but there’s still time…right? I also made double baked potatoes as Orlund’s parents were coming for dinner. He made the rest when he got home. He noticed the house 🙂

Today, Saturday, Orlund wanted to know if I’d like to go to McDonald’s for Breakfast ~ OH YEAH! It was great, we relaxed while the girls played. Other than that not a whole lot was done. I did wash the walls and hand rail in the stairwell. I also meal planned the week and wrote out the grocery list for Monday. But really I took the day off… although I have taken note of a bunch more walls that need a good scrub down (unfortunately our walls are a Matte finish so you can see my wipe marks…which sucks when I can’t reach all the way to the ceiling). My brother Jay is over. He’s spending the night here and I’ll be dropping him off at the airport in the morning. My mom arrives in Vancouver tomorrow night. She’s on the airplane right now (or on a layover don’t really know). I’m so excited for her to be here. I keep feeling like baby wants to come out, but I would be too stressed if my mom wasn’t here so he’s holding out… at least I hope that’s the plan. Once she’s here, COME ON OUT buddy… lol.

Although I took the day off, did take a little nap and slept great last night (as great as a 9month pregnant lady can) I can hardly keep my eyes open. So good night! (sorry about spelling/grammar. I’m never very good at it, but now I’m too tired to even read over what I’ve written).

What? Already?!?

I keep counting the sleeps that are left until Grams (my mom) comes home on my fingers with Joy. She has fun as she’s learning to count and loves my mom.
Sunday morning during Breakfast Joy started counting down on her fingers (random numbers as she can’t count down yet), then she got to 1 and held up her one finger and said “One sleep and Grams home. Yup”. Orlund and I had a good little giggle over her seriousness. I told her she was right we were getting closer, and that NEXT Sunday was when Grams would be home. Orlund’s eyes went as big as an owls and said “REALLY? already?”. I asked him about it to find out that my mom coming makes it so much more real that baby is coming soon too. That’s right, baby is coming.
I’ve noticed that my body is getting ready for baby’s arrival with the ‘increase’ in aches and pains that are only experienced at the end of a pregnancy. Fun. but exciting all the same.

I decided that I needed more room in the baby’s room so sorted through all the girls outgrown boxes and was able to get rid of just over half of the amount of boxes. Yes there are still many boxes but a whole lot less than there was. I also started to sort through all the stuff that has just been shoved into his room to be organized. It looked like an explosion had gone off. When Orlund first saw in the room he said “I sure hope the girls didn’t do that”. Nope, just me. After he found out that baby is indeed coming soon he asked me to hurry and get the room set up. I told him it would take me 30minutes to do. Today I put myself to the test and sorted through the remainder of stuff, set up the change table and just finished the room off. It took me 30minutes + a quick vacuum. I think that’s pretty impressive. so now all I need to do is fold some receiving blankets that I just finished washing and put them away (spot all ready), and change the bedding on the crib, I didn’t change it as the girls were playing in the crib and I figured might as well leave it so it’ll stay fresh.

Today once Olivia goes for her nap I’m going to tackle Orlund and my room. I figure it should only take me 30minutes as well to get all my piles off the floor (laundry and some stuff to run downstairs, as well as clearing off my dresser/vanity and night stand). Once that is done I will either take a little nap too or finish packing my hospital bag (baby stuff is in there, just nothing for me).

For those of you without Facebook I am doing a ‘poll’ to guess when baby arrives. He is due Feb 28/29, he’s already head down but not ‘engaged’. Joy was born 10days late at 8lbs 6oz and Olivia was born 7days late at 8lbs. If you’d like a chance to win a little gift give a guess at his birth date and birth weight (actually I’ll allow you to make 2 guesses).  You can make your guesses up until my due date or I go into labour.

Another ‘thing’. My Daycare boy’s dad asked me when dropping him off last time if Sol hits a lot while here. I said no. he went on to tell me about a trip the family had just taken. I guess whenever Sol was with other kids he was hitting them and hitting his parents/brother. They had to get a room in the back corner of the hotel because he was so noisy, and they even had people complain because of his noise. I guess he was also jumping off the beds, getting into everything (coffee etc) and unrolling all the toilet paper. And both the boys wake up so early (5am) that their mom took them and drove around trying to find somewhere to buy a cup of coffee. That’s just crazy to me. His dad said he wished he could see what he’s like when he’s here.  Got me to thinking. They must not have strict rules at home, or at least don’t enforce them. I have set rules, they don’t change. No jumping on/off furniture. It’s our rule at home, at friends and pretty much anywhere. I know the boys are allowed to do that at home, so why wouldn’t they when out? makes me realize just how important having the same rules when at home and when out are to have. Our kids always know what’s expected of them, it never changes (of course it adapts to different situations). They try to stretch the limits, test us and are just kids, but they know when not to push and when to stop it. When we go to a hotel, go out of town, we want to relax. I can’t imagine that Sol’s dad or mom got much relaxing in (especially not together).  Sol knows my rules and honestly behaves just like one of my kids would. Sure sometimes he doesn’t like the rule so will ask for his mom/dad or to go home, but all daycare kids do that once in a while. He plays with them without hitting or hurting the girls (of course the occasional scrap arises but that’s to be expected). I honestly think his dad would be beyond shocked to see how calm, rule abiding he is when he’s here. And honestly it’s not like I did anything special, I was just always consistent. If I told him/reminded him of the rules and he chose to break them again (within a reasonable time frame) I’d put him in time out or if he hurt someone I might give his hand a smack. But really it was usually just a matter of reminding him of the rules and making sure I stuck to the same ones I always have. And the rules are the same for all the kids.

Well that’s my update for now. Oh and also Orlund told me to stop making/freezing meals because we don’t have enough room in the freezer anymore 🙂 Never thought that day would come. LOL. Well I’d better get Livi down for her nap.