Monday, January 30, 2012

If you dropped by...

If you dropped by my house today, I would politely invite you in while warning you of the complete disaster my house is.  Let's face it, the first few months of pregnancy are miserable.  I feel like I could fall asleep at any given moment.  I could barf at any second.  I have not one ounce of energy, and I'm somehow expected to take care of 3 kids and keep the house straight.  Yeah.  Right.  Even though our house was cleaned on FRIDAY, if you dropped by you would see that the beds aren't made...

The laundry is not done... "Lola, where are you"?

There is tupperware all over my kitchen floor from my little monster who destroys the place...

And, there is mud all over the floor because this little guy (who is obsessed with his sister's sunglasses) will go outside, find a tiny bit of mud, and play in it for hours.

Just keepin' it real.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Conversations With God

You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart.  Jeremiah 29:13

My relationship with the Lord is constantly evolving.  The older I get and the more he gives me, the more I need him.  I literally could not walk through this life without his provision.  When you seek him, he will reveal himself to you.  I've gotten better about seeking him.  In fact, he talks to me quite a bit.  Our conversations lately have gone a little something like this...

Me- There is no way I can handle 5 kids and all of their needs be met.
God- Why don't you chill out and accept these blessings I'm giving you, and I will take care of everyone's needs.

Me- I need a bigger car and house.  We are growing out of these as I speak and I need more money to make these things happen.
God- How about you be content with what I've given you and quit freaking out about things that don't matter right this minute.

Me- Can't I just have 1 pregnancy that doesn't consist of me wanting to throw my toenails up all day?
God- No, because that means you're cooking a perfectly healthy baby.

Me- You are probably so sick of me and my complaining all the time.
God- Yes, so just be still and know that I am God and that I have your best interest at heart.  I have never forsaken you before, and I'm not going to in the future.  Quit being such a downer and just trust me.

I'm sure God doesn't really talk like this, but this is how he talks in my head.  We have these little conversations everyday and everyday he reassures me that he's got this under control.  I don't need to worry because it isn't going to add one second to my life.  I don't need to listen to all the worldly views of having a huge family.  He's the only one I have to answer to.  I don't have to have a ton of money because Jesus could come back tomorrow and everything I own be left behind.  I don't have to be perfect, I just have to rely on him.  He knows I'm jacked up and he loves me anyway.

I read a very simple, but powerful devotional called Jesus Calling by Sarah Young.  Everyday speaks directly to my soul.  This was one day last week and I am still referring to it.  So good.

Come to me, and rest in My loving Presence.  You know that this day will bring difficulties and you are trying to think your way through those trials.  As you anticipate what is ahead of you, you forget that I am with you--now and always.  Rehearsing your troubles results in experiencing them many times, whereas you are meant to go through them only when they actually occur.  Do not multiply your suffering in this way!  Instead, come to Me, and relax in My Peace.  I will strengthen you and prepare you for this day, transforming your fear into confident trust.

Amen to that!

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

BIG News

We had a very unexpected turn of events a couple of weeks ago when we found out that I am pregnant with baby #4.  Yes, you read me right.  It has been a very stressful couple of weeks to say the least.  With a lot of prayers and deep conversations going on around our house, I am finally ready to talk about it.  I'm sure you are like me and want all the details so here goes.  If any men read this blog, you might want to scroll to the end as I will be talking about my uterus and other womanly things.

Several months ago I got the Paragard IUD.  Birth control pills had never worked for me in the past, the hubby wasn't ready to get snipped and I could not take a chance of getting pregnant while going through the adoption process.  After a ton of research (because I'm a freak like that), I thought that an IUD would be my best option since statistics show that only 1 in every 200 women become pregnant while using this.  From the second I got it, I loved it.  I went in and had it sonogrammed a couple of months after it was inserted to make sure it was still perfectly in place, it was, and we were good to go.

Fast forward to two weeks ago when I started having the funky nauseous feeling that you only get when you are pregnant.  After a few days of this I realized that I was 2 weeks late.  That wasn't really alarming to me because my periods have been abnormal since I stopped nursing #3.  I figured I should get a test, it would be negative, I'd start the next day and move on about my business.  That was fine and dandy until that test had a plus sign.  I'm not going to go into all the details of the next few days because it was ugly.  I cried more than I have ever cried in my life.  I wasn't upset that I was pregnant, it was just that it was so unexpected, we are on the waiting list for Silas and I'm an emotional wreck when I'm preggers.

I quickly called my doctor and her nurse had me come in for blood work to confirm the pregnancy.  Two days later she called to tell me what I already knew.  The problem was that I had to have the IUD removed and the chance of miscarriage was high.  Insert a whole new wave of emotions.  Going from freaking out that I am pregnant to freaking out that I might lose the baby.  The doctor successfully removed the IUD and picked up a healthy heartbeat.  The next two weeks consisted of me over analyzing every little thing as a possible miscarriage.  I haven't been as sick with this baby.  I haven't gained one pound.  I don't have any food aversions.  The only things that kept me sane were the constant headaches, which my chiropractor said were definitely hormonal, and the fact that I could fall asleep standing up at any given moment of the day.

So today was my 8.5 week check up.  The baby looked perfect and had a strong, consistent heartbeat.  My doctor said that because everything looked so great, the chances of a miscarriage from this point on are slim!  My due date is August 25, so I'm looking forward to spending my entire summer floating in a pool, in my bikini!

What does this mean for our adoption process?  Keith and I definitely feel like we are called to adopt.  What's the difference between 4 and 5 anyway?  Our adoption agency will place our adoption on hold until this baby is born.  At that time we will have to have our home study updated and then our dossier mailed to Ethiopia.  We will not lose any money we have paid thus far by putting it on hold, and can just pick up where we left off.  Trying to look on the positive side in that we will now have more time to save the money we need for the second part of our adoption.  God has definitely been working on our hearts and we have been praying about possibly adopting an older child instead of a baby, as we will have a fresh little baby.  We haven't come to a conclusion yet, but are definitely open to what He wants us to do.

I always thought I would have a big family, but this is more than I could even imagine.  We know that children are a blessing from above and that we are not in control (no matter how much I want to be sometimes).  God gave us these sweet babies and will provide what we need in order to raise them and hopefully we won't screw any of them up ; )

"Children are a gift from the Lord, they are a reward from him".  Psalm 127:3

Monday, January 16, 2012

Eat Your Broccoli!

I seem to get this question a lot, so I thought I'd write a post on it.  How do I get my kids to eat so healthy?  The answer is simple.  They don't have a choice.  I figure that 27 months combined of horrible pregnancies with these little hooligans gives me the right to make them do things they don't always want to do, if it will better them.  There is a common saying in our house, "you get what you get and you don't throw a fit".  The concept of being a picky eater is foreign to me.  I will eat pretty much anything and will try absolutely anything once.  I love food.  Thank God for good genetics or I would probably be the size of a house with the amount of calories I consume on any given day.  Therefore, my kids aren't allowed to be picky.

From the time that solids were introduced with our kids, I would offer them every single fruit and veggie.  Did they always like it?  No.  Did I keep offering it to them until they ate it?  Yes.  When they were big enough to feed themselves I would put everything I made on their plates.  Do they have to eat it all?  No.  Do they have to try it all?  Yes.   If I gave them a choice in what they eat day in and day out, it would probably be this.  Poptarts or donuts for breakfast, mac n cheese for lunch, chicken nuggets and fries for dinner.  What kind of mother would I be if I let them eat that crap?  All these things are fine in moderation, but have zero nutritional value.

Our oldest loves water and would choose it with every meal, unless we let her order a DP on occasion of course.  She also loves fruit and most vegetables, but is very picky about meat.  In order to compensate for the lack of protein she eats a lot of beans, hummus, cheese, yogurt and loves milk as well.  She is old enough that she will ask me if something's healthy and likes to make good choices with food.

Our second will eat ANYTHING.  She could eat you out of house and home in fruit and broccoli.  I honestly can't think of one thing that she doesn't like, which makes my life so easy.  She does love chocolate milk in the mornings, so I have turned her on to Dark Chocolate Almond milk,  which she thinks is delicious and I think is nutritious.

Little man is pretty easy to please as well.  I have come to the conclusion that the pantry is his safe place, as I find him hidden in there trying to hoard snacks several times a day.  He is 19 months old and still has 3 fruit/veggie baby food mixes a day.  I figure that I will keep buying it as long as he eats it.  I don't care what form his fruits and veggies come in as long as he consumes them.

For dinner every night I don't take in to consideration what everyone else wants/likes.  I figure if I am doing the meal planning, grocery shopping and cooking that I will fix whatever sounds good to me.  If you don't like what I cooked, you can eat a big breakfast in the morning.  Period.  I am not a short order cook.  You will not starve if you don't eat dinner.  It will not hurt my feelings if you go to bed hungry.  To try and make sure that this doesn't happen often, I only allow 2 small healthy snacks a day (carrots, cheese stick, apple, grapes).  That way when it is meal time, my kiddos are hungry and will pretty much devour anything presented to them.

That's it in a nutshell.  Any other tips on this topic are always welcomed!

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

New Year, New Resolutions

This New Year was low key, relaxing and fun.  Some of our good friends invited us over for an adult slumber party which included Mexican food, The Newlywed Game and a hot tub.  None of us knew what to do with the quietness of no kids.  It was marvelous.

The New Year always is a time of reflection and resolutions.  Some of which I will keep, some of which I will drop after the first month.  You know the usual-

Work out
Eat better
Eat at home more
Read the bible more
Be a more intentional friend
Be a better budget-er
Speak my hubby's love language
Start up a new business

Yeah, about that last one, I've started a new business on the side.  First of all, I am the biggest skeptic of direct sales.  I loathe "those" people that constantly bug you about buying their product, whatever it may be.  However, I recently was given a set of Rodan + Fields skincare and absolutely FELL IN LOVE.  OMG, it seriously has been transforming my skin since the day I started using it.  I figured since I would be telling everyone I know about it, I might as well make some extra money off it!  Rodan + Fields are the creators of Proactiv solutions.  They figured that besides breakouts, most women are concerned about their aging skin.  So, they developed an anti-aging skincare line.  I cannot tell you how awesome this stuff is, I wouldn't sell it if I didn't think so.

I promise to not be one of "those" annoying sales people.  But, if you are interested in having flawless skin without a trip to the dermatologist, or are looking for some extra money on the side, I'm your gal!  There's my spill.  I'll let it rest.

Here's my website Check it out and good luck keeping your resolutions this year!

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Christmas Recap

I am seriously the worst.  blogger.  ever.  It's been on my to-do list for the past month, but just hasn't happened.  This is definitely on the top of my New Year's resolution list.  I know my 5 readers are going to hold me accountable.  Anywho, Christmas was so much fun.  It gets better every year.  Buddy, our elf, came back and was up to a lot of trouble this year.  Everything from getting in the cheerios and throwing them all over the pantry, to getting in the girls pantie drawer and chunking them all over their room.  I love the "magic" that surrounds Christmas.  I love that Sophia still hasn't even questioned Santa once, she just believes with all her little heart.  I can still remember the excitement I had on Christmas Eve, barely being able to sleep, in hopes that I would hear those reindeer feet on the roof.  Don't worry, our children know the true meaning of Christmas as well.  You could ask either of them about why we celebrate Christmas and they would tell you the ENTIRE story with every detail. 

The big ticket items this year were Leap Pads and Green Machines.  The hubby had so much hope for these Green Machines.  If you don't know what they are, don't worry, I didn't either.  I just knew that this was my husbands dream toy when he was a child that he never received, so obviously our children had to have them now.  Unfortunately, neither girl could reach the pedals so back to the North Pole they are going.  

One of our favorite Christmas Eve traditions is making cookies for Santa.  Boy was it a mess this year, but lots of fun!

Great food.  Great family.  Great memories.