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My husband and I have had a tight past couple years. We didnt think we made a lot of money while he was an E-5 on a submarine. We lived in Hawaii with a toddler and-- I admit it-- I am horrible at sticking to a budget. Well, moving to North Carolina for the STA-21 program, we lost our sea pay, sub pay, nuke pay, sea pay kicker, COLA... And then we had twins. And moved locally-- twice. Of course we feel that the STA-21 program is worth it and we are exceedingly grateful that the military is paying Hubby to get his degree. However, weve had many, many, many late night talks about the budget. Weve struggled over how we should spend our money and what expenses are necessary. It is amazing what I feel is necessary and what he feels is necessary.

For instance, last semester, he took a very heavy load at school, being his senior year. He left in the morning before preschool started and came home after the kids were in bed. Near the end of the semester, he wasnt getting home until 10 or 11 oclock at night. Most of his classes involved group projects. Since most of the students in his class are single college-age kids who work to pay for school, it was hard finding time that all the group members could get together. He would meet group members weeknights after they got off work and most Sunday evenings. The only upside to this schedule was taking the kids to campus to meet him for the odd-mealtime. They love seeing where Daddy "works" and getting tours. Anyways, I was taking care of the kids from the time they woke up to the time they went to bed all by myself, plus trying to accommodate Hubbys schedule, staying up later to see him and driving the kids over to campus when possible. I was burning myself out. I hired a weekly baby-sitter. Im telling you, that became my favorite day of the week. I loved knowing that she would come over to feed the kids and put them to bed, even though it was just that one day. I loved having another adult to chat with while I got my things ready to go. Even better, I loved how much the kids loved having her over. She played games with them and made the evening activities feel fun and new. That day renewed me and gave me something to look forward to. Since Hubby wasnt home with the kids all day, it was harder for him to understand justifying the expense. To his credit, he didnt say anything negative to me about it. That simple act of supporting me in the expense really made me fall in love with him all over again.

This semester isnt as stressful as last semester. The bulk of his courses are electives toward his degree. Being a mathematically minded person, it is much more time-consuming reading than he prefers. The thing I like about it is that he can read at home. A lot of days he locks himself in our bedroom to do homework-- but hes home. He doesnt need to meet up with groups or get help with equations. Weve continued having a baby-sitter come over. Weve gone out to dinner together, ran errands, and spent time with our oldest outside the house. It has been a blessing for us. (I really think the toddlers, especially, are starting to love the sitter more than us! Haha!) This expense has fallen into the category of something we can both agree on.

Other things arent so clear, like ordering in, picking up take-out, or eating out. The expense of feeding all five of us out is much greater than when it was just Hubby and I eating out. Even then, we felt that it wasnt a justified expense. Eating out is fun-- and should stay fun-- but it is expensive. Lately, I havent had the time to cook for all of us. Im so sick of fast food and frozen food options. They all start tasting the same. I havent had time for grocery shopping, so Ive been tossing together simple meals when I can. Some meals have been delicious, like the broiled salmon with the buttery, crispy skin. I need to take some time to buy ingredients for meals I can make and freeze. I agree that the expense for eating out isnt always worth the convenience. When I get behind the ball, I dont know how to get the kids to calm down so I can prepare something to get on the table. I prefer for eating out to be a fun family experience, where we feel like it is a fun treat, not hungry, fussy kids struggling through a meal. I need to get my act together; really, I need to pull out the crock pot again!

Nothing can divide two people like finances. We can have a wonderful evening with the kids, but once they are in bed and he logs on to the bank, the questions start. I get defensive, he gets frustrated, and there is an argument. So far, every challenge in our marriage has brought us closer. This money challenge has been no different. While it hasnt always been easy, we have been able to communicate with each other our points of view. Ive told him where Im struggling and hes explained where hes struggling. It helps so much to understand where the other person is coming from.

So what am I loving this Valentines Day? My husband. Hes my best friend and we are living this life together. We dont always agree with each other, but we respect each others opinion and do our best to work as a team.

And, in all honesty, we love, love, love our baby-sitters! :) Happy Valentines Day!

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  Every day in every way, its getting better and better.

-John Lennon

 

I think Ive cracked the code on what people mean when they knowingly tell you, "It gets easier." For the longest time, Ive wanted to ask these people, "What on earth do you mean by that? Ive heard this since my oldest was born!" Four years and change and here is what I think they mean: survival and self-sufficiency.

Survival: you get through it.

When you have a newborn, you first must learn to feed it. This "gets easier" with practice. Feeding a one-year old can actually be much harder than feeding a newborn (dont freak out, new moms). Newborns dont throw food across the room or refuse to eat something because it is squishy/mushy/crunchy/green. You also pretty much know what a newborn will eat: breast milk or formula. One-year olds demand variety (or, perhaps, the same thing for every meal, turning mealtimes into a battleground). But-- here is the big but-- you have it down by then. You have been feeding this infant for a year and you feel like you can handle it. This is why I think it is survival. I did not feel like "it got easier," necessarily. It was nice not to leave the house with Boppy pillows, bottle warmers, breast pads, and burp cloths. However, I felt like I traded in Mustela for Munchkin: snack containers, leaking sippy cups, sandwich boxes, and a never ending demand for chopped fruits and veggies.

The light at the end of the tunnel: preschool age. We can find food for our four-year old on any menu. We can tell him, "We are finishing our dinner. After dessert we are going home. You need to be a gentleman until then," and he sits. No screaming at the table or that dramatic lean over of the side of the high chair as if he hasnt been fed in years. No throwing everything off his plate onto the floor or dragging in a diaper bag, snack container, sippy cups. Nope. If we are going to a restaurant, I usually put a coloring pad in my purse.

The other side of survival is simply just getting through it. Dealing with a newborns feeding schedule can be rough, then you have the sleep schedule. Once you get that down, you are again focusing on feeding-- starting solids. Once you have solids down, then you are dealing with transitioning to one nap. Then you have a toddler who battles afternoon nap for no apparent reason. Then doesnt like these textures or those textures. Then suddenly you have a two or three year old who wont nap at all, though he really needs a nap. By four oclock in the afternoon, it is one meltdown after another, even though you imposed "quiet time" earlier in the day. Somehow, you just get through it. You take each phase as it comes. And then he is four. He is just fine without a nap and sometimes takes one anyways (oh, those glorious afternoons!). You look back and realize that you arent dealing with the "does he need a nap?" or "is he hungry?" questions all day. You got through it.

Self-sufficiency: it does come.

A newborn cant even hold up his head, let alone feed himself, change himself, bathe himself, entertain himself. Once he gets mobile, he spends every waking hour trying to hurt himself, it seems. Light socket? Lets jab something in it. Bookcase? Im gonna climb it. Oven? Lets figure out how it opens. You worry when he is "too quiet" in the other room; what has he gotten into? With twins, you have two toddlers who throw toys; two toddlers who empty your bookshelves; two toddlers who want to play with big brothers Playmobile pirate set and Legos; two toddlers who dump plates of food off their highchairs. Diapers. Sippy cups. Baths. Changing clothes. Putting on jams. Reading stories. Playing/entertaining. All on your shoulders.

And then the magical age: four. Our fully-potty trained preschooler gets up in the night to use the restroom, washes his hands, turns off the light, and goes back to bed. He is responsible for all areas in the restroom-- no more calling for help on the, um, bigger tasks. He dresses himself every morning, puts on his socks and shoes, and puts his pajamas in the hamper. He picks up his toys. He showers himself. The other day, I moved the laundry while he showered. Oh, the freedom! He got out of the shower, brushed his teeth, hung up his towel, and then put on his pajamas. He can write his name. He can count to thirty. He knows a few sight words. He recognizes some letters and their sounds. He tells jokes and makes us laugh. He has ideas and wants to help fix things. (He keeps the tape in his room so he can fix his toys.) If you had told last year Me that one day my kids would take care of themselves, I would have laughed. The idea seems ludicrous when you are down in the diaper trenches. But it happens.

I call myself a deliberate optimist; Im a pessimist at heart. With every give, there is a take. There is much less hands-on work with four-year olds. Preschoolers are absolutely nothing like infants or toddlers. It is busier, especially with a preschool schedule. He is a little kid now, his own person. My husband is in the STA-21 program and it has been a crazy, busy semester. Maybe the stress of balancing all these different schedules is getting to me, but, really, when does this get easier? Will it be easier when I have three boys preschool age and up involved in outside activities (D currently participates in a sports class and AWANAS)? I dont see how three sports schedules on top of school will be easier, especially throwing in the Navy.

It gets better, thats what I think. I have so much fun laughing with D and hearing his thoughts. We do silly art projects and work on sight words. I love seeing the world from his point of view. We spent thirty minutes in the Lego store today just looking in the little windows at the Lego creations. My friends can tell you that I used to swear that I was a "baby person." I love me some babies. But interacting with my own preschooler-- our child-- has really made me marvel at the things he has to say... I cant get enough of it. In that way, it gets better. Easier, not yet.

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.

-The Beatles?

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Hello week 33 and goodbye to being able to see my toes, I could have hobbit feet down there for all I know!  I feel like my bump has really grown this week.  Simple tasks such as getting my socks on cause quite a commotion and I think my husband thinks he is watching a comedy show as I huff and puff getting dressed. Its all glamour here.  

I also might as well tell you that I am out of breath.  Alot. In fact, if you want to know my precise location just listen closely. I think my mum thought she had a nuisance caller ring her earlier this week because I was breathing so heavily down the line. I am definitely in the last trimester now! 

The nursery is almost complete! Almost! The painting is all done now and we just  need to assemble the cot and then find the Moses basket which I am sure I stored safely away in the loft.  

Why do people put all the old baby things in the loft when in fact that is the worst place to put them? No pregnant lady in their right mind would ascend our loft stairs and fumble about in the dark. Every home should have a baby bunker where you store things and then when you are pregnant again you can waddle in and out to your hearts content. Instead, Im waiting for my husband to give me the nod and Ill hold the ladder for him whilst shouting at him I dont want the Christmas decoration box.  Not yet anyway. 

I dont think Im actually waddling...yet.  Im pretty sure my walk is normal. Though others might say different. 

Im looking forward to my 34 week midwife appointment next week, it feels like it has been so long since I saw her. 

My rib-pain hasnt been too bad this week, and my heartburn has been OK too.  Could this be a sign that baby has moved lower down? We shall see! 

My hospital bag is still not packed (theres a surprise)...but...I have bought a lovely overnight bag for myself that I will show you when its all actually packed.  I know I have my priorities all completely wrong here.  My husband rolled his eyes when I told him I wanted a nice overnight bag and offered me his old gym bag.  Erm, no thank you.   

Ive had a person ask me if Im excited this week (groans...you can see why I hate that question here), and then someone has commented on how big I look (more groans).  So the inappropriate comments keep on coming.  I clearly soon shall be so big that I will be visible from space! 

Thanks for reading and have a fab weekend whatever youre up to, 

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Its been a whirlwind of emotions over the last week.  My father in law has suffered from Alzheimers for the 5-8 years, but was recently diagnosed with GI cancer.  He lost his battle a few days ago and our family has been dealing with not only his death, but the flood of emotions and reflection that comes when dealing with the loss of a loved one.  No matter how much you prepare for a death, it always seems to be a surprise when it happens.  Its hard not to look at your own mortaility when you see someone move to the other side.  I do believe in an afterlife which certainly does help the process. 

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I am no stranger to death.  I lost my own father in my early 20s and most of my grandparents died when I was a child.   When I was trying to conceive, I went through 6 horrible miscarriages and I began to associate getting pregnant with what I thought was the inevitable loss of my baby.  You deal with a lot of thoughts of death and even to this day, I worry unnecessarily about something happening to my daughter.  You just cant go through that much trauma without some long-term consequences. 

Reflecting on my father-in-laws life, you see how our time here is just a "blink of an eye" (in the words of Deepok Chopra).  Time marches on and you really do need to make the most of it.  If you are struggling with infertility, I know there is a temptation to put your life on hold while you focus every ounce of energy on getting pregnant.  During the years I was trying to conceive, I tried to focus my attention on things I enjoyed.  I did quite a bit of decorative painting in my house and my sisters house and I gathered quite a bit of information on my family tree and my husbands family tree.  Wow, did that information come in handy after my father-in-law passed away.  We went back through his family tree for his memorial service.  Not only did I gather information about the family tree, I also wrote to distant relatives to gather as many pictures to put names with faces.  My daughter loves looking at those pictures and Im glad I made the effort since many relatives have since died.

Remember, you only have one life, you need to live every day as if it is your last.  Trying to conceive is just one piece of your life right now...be sure to make every day worthwhile with no regrets.

My father in law holding my daughter as a newborn

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Oooops! I seem to have slid off the blogging horizon for a few days there.  But fear not. I havent done anything drastic like trying to dye my hair again (more on that later), and me and baby are doing well. Life has felt pretty hectic lately, so I thought I would do a quick blog post to let you know what Ive been up to and whats going on in this little old head of mine.

Bloggers Block

When its come to sit down and blog recently Ive really questioned myself as to what to actually type. This doesnt happen to me very often, but sometimes, sometimes I think what on Earth can I write that people would want to read? And as soon as I start questioning myself, thats where it all goes a little bit pear shaped. From not knowing what to write about, I then convince myself that nobody reads my blog anyway, and have I actually got anything interesting to say?  This extends to my Twitter...do I want to Tweet this? Is this even interesting to anyone other than my mum? And my Instagram...is this photo Instagram worthy? Probably not. 

I always seem to favour that worst case scenario, it seems to be my default setting.  But thinking like that is not healthy and quite frankly you dont get very far thinking that way.  Because I am who I am.  And whilst my Tweets may not be amazing, or my Instagram snaps not of London Fashion Week, I can only be me.  And if my mum is my only fan, then so be it (thanks mum).  So after my crisis of confidence and taking a few days off, Im feeling refreshed and ready to blog, Tweet and Instagram to my hearts content!  

Pre-school Changes

My daughter now goes to pre-school for two full days and a morning a week.  Its really strange not having her with me all the time, and Im still getting used to having the house to myself.  As Im now in my last trimester of my second pregnancy I think as the weeks go by Im really going to appreciate having some time to myself just to relax and chill out a bit.  At the moment Im really enjoying time to focus on my blog, catch up on things and walk the dog at a little bit of a faster pace than toddler pace. 

Primary School 

Dare I put this on the post? Come November, its time for us to start thinking of where our daughter will go to school.  Its such a huge decision and Ive currently got a list of schools that we are in the catchment area for.  We have about 5 to choose from and I dont know if thats a good thing we have such a choice, or if it would be easier just to have one or two to pick from.  We are going to open day next week for one, so I will let you know how it goes! How my baby is big enough to go to school next year I do not know.

Hair

You my or may not remember my hair disaster that happened only a few weeks ago where I dyed it a nice shade of orange.  Whilst my hair is no longer orange, Im still not happy with it, and quite frankly I want to chop it all off (my mum will do an audible gasp here, sorry mum).  If you follow me on Pinterest, you will see Ive been secretly looking at pictures of bobs since earlier in the year, but I keep talking myself out of it.  

At the moment I am loving Caroline Flacks bob.  The dilemma is, is my lust for a bob pregnancy-hormone related? Will I regret having the chop after Ive had baby? Hmmm, Im not too sure.  Dont worry, Im not going to get the kitchen scissors out just yet, but, I think I will give myself to the end of October and if I still want it short then I may just go for it before my due date.  Watch this space! 

Being Alone

My husband has been away ALOT with work at the moment and he is due to go away again in the next few weeks, after hat he is banned from all overseas travel for fear he might miss the labour! I really miss him when hes away and even though Im on my own all day anyway with our daughter whilst he works,  not having him here in the evenings and mornings is really hard.  

In fact its a bit lonely.  Not that I even want to go out or have friends round, because, quite frankly Im in my pjs for 8pm (who am I kidding, we all know Im in them well before that!), but its just the fact that hes not here when I go to sleep and when I wake up.  

Due to the time zones our conversations are really quick, usually just before he goes to bed or before I go to bed.  Its given me alot of respect for single parent families (not that I know how that feels, but I think being on my own so much has given me just a tiny glimpse).  He has one more trip and then no more travel for him for the rest of the year. Hurrah! 

I think that brings you up to speed with whats been going in on the Bee household, alongside preparations for Baby Bee in November, time just feels like its going by very quickly.

Thanks for sharing my blogging journey with me, and I will be posting tomorrow too to make up for my short week last week, so please be sure to pop back, 

Hope you are having a great Tuesday,  

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"When I find myself in times of trouble,
Mother Mary comes to me.

Whispers words of wisdom,

Let it be.

Let it be; let it be; let it be; let it be.

There will be an answer.

Let it be."?

-The Beatles

After such a stressful month, it was time to give ourselves a break, get out of our routines, and have fun together. My parents graciously let us use their time share again (we used it last year as well). Even better, they came with us. I dont know if you ever outgrow wanting your momma when youre broken hearted. It was so good seeing them and our family had a great time at the indoor waterpark, especially our oldest. Whenever we had down time in our room-- like when the toddlers were napping-- my hubby would take D down to the arcade where they had a ropes course and a blacklight miniature golf course as well. I dont think D wanted to leave! It was good for us to just forget about everything else for awhile and have fun.

I forgot to take pictures of the timeshare, which was wonderful. It was bigger than our old 3-bedroom apartment. My parents had the master suite, which had a jacuzzi tub and a large walk-in shower. There was a second bathroom by the second and third bedrooms, but the kids loved bathing in my parents big bathtub! We slept in the large second bedroom on a king bed. Im not sure how many times my husband and I said we are excited to buy a king bed while we were there (we currently have a queen). The boys all shared the third bedroom. We brought the toddlers packnplays and wedged them in the empty spaces of the room. D slept in a double bed. Some mornings they were up earlier than usual, but, for the most part, they slept together great. (This gave us hope because we are hoping to get all three of them in one room when we move to South Carolina.) It was nice to have a room to ourselves. We brought our air mattress with us just in case it didnt work having all the boys in the same room and D needed to sleep on our floor. I loved that the timeshare was basically a 3-bedroom apartment. The boys slept down a hallway, away from the living space, making naptime possible even away from home. I also loved the full kitchen. We made BLTs one night and bread pudding another night; we also ate breakfast and lunch in the timeshare. We could walk indoors from our room to the timeshare, so, even though there was snow outside, the boys were in swim trunks and flip flops for most of the trip! D loved the waterpark immediately. The toddlers took awhile to warm up to the loud music and shrieks from people riding the slides or in the wave pool when it started up; I think they were a little over stimulated. I also think they are a little unsure about how they felt in the water. D was a toddler living in Hawaii; we were beach bums togethers. The toddlers, however, only went to the pool twice last summer! Their "water experience" is exclusively from the bathtub.

Here they are in the kids area with their daddy:

 

Here are a few more pictures taken on my camera from the vacation:

 

?It was a great trip. My parents even drove home with us to stay for a couple days after the waterpark. I really needed the family time and the away time. Thank you to my parents for letting us use your timeshare. Thank you for spending the week with us. We had a great time!! :)

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I woke up this morning after a long night with baby #4. Everyone seems to think hes teething, but I am not sure. I dont know why baby #4 is off, teething or a cold.

So after that night I came out this morning to a kitchen laden with dishes. That isnt an exaggeration. I have dishes on my stove top, piled in the sink, sitting in front of the microwave. Last night we made cookies. And dinner. And applesauce. Dinner required every bowl and blade of our food processor, which is still on the counter. Our kitchen is a mess.

Our children arent eating. I make them food and they dont eat it. After making room in our kitchen to make breakfast, only one of them ate. I gave them whole grain bread with cinnamon and raisins, toasted with lots of butter on top. Eggs made to order. Yogurt with strawberries and a banana to boot. Water, as requested. Our oldest, of course, ate all his food, but left his dishes on the table. One of our toddlers ate his yogurt and played with his egg for a bit while shredding his bread. Our other toddler rearranged his plate and spilled his yogurt all over the table. Most mornings I just give them a banana and then an hour later they are complaining about being hungry. I was hoping to avoid that this morning by feeding them foods they like, except all they ate out of a plate of "toddler food" was their banana. {Read: "Why do I feed our toddlers?"}

All through breakfast they argued over whos "team" they are on. Boy 1 and Boy 2 are on the same team, but Boy 3 cant be on their team. Boy 3 wants to be on their team. They argued over it. Boy 1 and Boy 2 tried sword fighting with yogurt spoons all through the meal. Boy 3 wanted to put all the food he didnt want to eat-- which was all of it-- on the table instead of on his plate. Boy 2 sneezed and covered himself with bubbling sticky snot. While covered in snot standing by the kitchen trash with Kleenex, he started unloading our trash can of things I "accidentally" threw away. Of course said items were covered in egg shells and coffee grounds, so I had quite the time cleaning up the snot covered/trash covered toddler. The cat discovered a strong love of yogurt and spent her time jumping up and swatting at the children while trying to eat their yogurt.

I have some Christmas shopping to finish up. I havent wrapped hardly any of our Christmas gifts. Im trying not to stress out over the Christmas items that we ordered weeks ago from Zulily that promised a Christmas delivery {where are they???}. I have a kitchen to clean. A house to clean. Fights to break up between our children. A fussy baby. I forgot to do advent calendars with the kids this year-- totally forgot. I gave myself a hair cut last night because it has been so long since I last had my hair cut and I have no idea when Ill ever find the time to get back in to the salon. 2 of our 4 children are congested; 1 more seems to be coming down with it.

Sometimes I feel like I have expectations in my mind of what family life is all about. I get this vision of our children in footie pajamas sitting under the tree watching the Christmas train and flipping through Christmas books while my husband and I snuggle on the couch watching stop motion films. I can feel a little overwhelmed when one boy is beating his brother with a Ravensburger puzzle and another is playing Minecraft on our tablet. This holiday season flew by. Where did all the time go? There are so many things I wanted to do. We still havent ridden a Christmas train {dont they keep running until New Years?}. We went caroling once and couldnt go to the next one due to an ill-timed doctors appointment. I cant help but feel that we must soak in this year because next year my husband will be back on a submarine and-- where? Out to sea? On shiftwork? Working? I dont know. I had the same feelings at Halloween {Read, "Mommy courage"}. As I write this blog post one of our toddlers is following our other toddler around the house taking his toys and generally picking fights. Seriously, all they have done since they got down from breakfast is fight. "That my toy! Hes touching me! Hes sitting next to me! Hes looking at me! Hes taking my toy!" Cant we just enjoy Christmas? Cant we just sing and snuggle and drink hot chocolate without counting who had how many cookies and who is touching your napkin or who is drinking too loud/fast/not enough/spilling/making a mess?

Wrapping everything they can get their hands on and putting it under our tree :)

I suppose this is family life. I know that when I go out with my girlfriends for dinner and hear about the shenanigans that went down while I was gone I laugh. I probably laugh until I cry at least once a day; our children seriously crack me up. There are moments where I want to pull my hair out. {I dont actually have to pull my hair out-- it is doing quite well falling out on its own. As a defense mechanism or maybe advanced evolution, some strands are turning gray and hanging on for dear life.} I cant imagine being anywhere else or doing anything else. I am going to miss this even next year when perhaps our 3-year olds dont wrap everything in sight, including my Target receipts and their bedtime stories, placing their "presents" under the tree. Im going to miss our 6-year old being so excited about a simple download, purchasing Minecraft for our tablet. Im going to miss baby #4 being almost 6 months old. He is so sweet with his smiles and hands grabbing my face to pull it in and look at me closer. I dont think I will miss the incessant 3-year old whining {times two}, but maybe I will; maybe I will laugh at how ridiculous and over the top and constant it was for that brief period in time.

As a little girl, all I wanted was to grow up, marry a prince, have babies, wear ball gowns, read books, and write novels. Ive since discovered that even when you marry your prince, it isnt all happily ever after. You have fights and miscarriages and arguments over finances and silent seething anger over the laundry. Your babies demand every minute and hour of your day while pulling your hair and destroying your house. You pour and pour and pour yourself into every minute of every day and wonder if anyone notices half of what you do. Your ball gowns dont fit one year to the next. You start 3 or 4 books and finish 2. You work and work on the Next Great American Novel and seem to get nowhere, not that you would ever find the courage to publish it.

There is an element of disenchantment to adulthood that I never anticipated. My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever met and I just wanted to be her when I grew up and now I see that there is more to being a woman than what I thought as a child. She is all of the things I thought she was when I was a little girl, but more. She is far more patient than I ever thought. She gives far more than I ever thought. Her beauty and strength are much deeper and more powerful than I ever knew. I remember sitting by her vanity and watching her get ready as a girl. The smell of her powder, the hair spray still hanging in the air, her perfume. I was drawn to her. Drawn to finding my Mr. Darcy. Drawn to the freedom of adulthood, attending holiday balls and fantastic Christmas parties where I could have my first sip of champagne. Perhaps I need to be a little more patient and the Austrian nun will swoop in our house and suddenly our children will don matching outfits made from gorgeous curtains {not that we even have curtains hanging in our house} and sing in harmony. But life is messy. We are far more like the March family than the von Trapps, and that is okay. Im far more like my mother than I ever thought. There was a short period of time when I felt I didnt want to grow up to be exactly like my mother; now I cant imagine being anything else.

My prince is a submarine officer. My house full of children is all boys that cant find matching socks or clean shirts to save their lives. And our Christmases have their own twist of merry and bright.

Happy holidays from my family to yours!

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When you become a parent you know that you would do anything to keep your little one safe and happy.  You are their protector, you are the one they run to when they need a cuddle.  You will wipe their tears and make it all better.  So when your little one goes to pre-school or nursery for the very first time and it doesnt quite go to plan, it can be one of the hardest things.  

                       

My three year old daughter has been attending pre-school since Easter, and this month we increased her hours to two full days and a morning.  We had a wobbly beginning at the start of the year, and she would get anxious before going to pre-school and then tearful as I left. Id ring up the pre-school after 30 minutes and they would reassure me that she was fine and had settled well.  Sure enough, when I would pick her up she would be running and laughing with the other children and wouldnt even notice I was there.  

Those drops off when she would cry would break my heart.  Id come home questioning if I was doing the right thing by sending her, if I should just wait a few more months. But the drop-offs got easier. She got used to the routine and began to happily run in.   

Last week though after 6 weeks off, at drop off, my daughter burst into tears and cried and screamed, mummy, mummy dont leave me.  It was awful. What I wanted to do was scoop her up and tell her that it was ok and we would go home together and play.  But I knew that wasnt the best thing to do.  

As the parent, I know that she enjoys pre-school and that it is good for her.  I knew that she had to get used to the routine again. But in that moment I felt so guilty and heartbroken that my little baby was upset.  I just about made it out of the door before bursting into tears myself.  

I rang up the pre-school after 30 minutes and they told me she was laughing and dancing.

The next day, she was absolutely fine at drop-off and toddled in to sit next to her friend.  Today, she had a little cry but went with one of the teachers to go and paint a picture as I left. 

I know for some children going to pre-school is not a big deal. That they take to it quickly, kiss their mum and dads goodbye and laugh and giggle on their way in. 

But I think for some, its not that easy.  And thats ok. 

As parents I think we think we must be doing something wrong.  That our child is clingy. That maybe they arent ready if they cry when we drop them off.  But I think thats wrong. 

Every child is different.  

I want to tell those parents that you have to give it time and allow them that chance to settle in.  Only you can know if your child is ready.  But guess what? Even if they are ready they can still become upset and tearful saying goodbye.   

I know my daughter is definitely ready for pre-school and I know that in a few weeks she will no longer cry as I say goodbye. 

My daughter runs out of pre-school with about 6 paintings she has done for me.  And yesterday she started singing in the bath a song about the jungle which shes never sang before.  I was so proud of her! 

My advice is hang on in there.  Tears at the doors are ok and in time they will soon turn into happy smiles and excited tales of the days adventures. 

Here you can read about my daughters first day at preschool and an update from earlier in the year. 

Thanks for reading, 

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Its not a big surprise to me that many women get pregnant by surprise over the age of 40.  As a matter of fact, the rate of unintended pregnancies in women over 40 is second only to teenagers.  Many of these women arent always happy with the news and some of these pregnancies are terminated.  But if you are trying to conceive, this may provide some encouragement.  Women over 40 can actually be very fertile given the right circumstances.  The media focuses so much on how fertility declines that many women over 40 think theyre too old and they get a little lax with their birth control.  Here are a number of stories of women who got pregnant without even trying:

SEE ALSO: SURPRISE PREGNANCIES OVER AGE 50 (getpregnantover40.com)

Sarah Munro, 44, a barrister, took a laid-back approach to birth control and has a five-week-old son, Monty, as a result. Incredibly, she was almost six months pregnant before she realised she was expecting.
‘Looking back, of course, it sounds ridiculous but it just didn’t occur to me that I could be pregnant,’ she says.
And like so many other women her age, Sarah has also had a wake-up call — just because she is old enough to go through the menopause doesn’t mean she is too old to fall pregnant.

dailymail.co.uk

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Our toddler old was diagnosed with reactive airways disease last spring and we recently wrote an action plan for him with our pediatrician. Looking online, the blogs and medical sites use the acronym RAD (Reactive Airway Disease). There is a lot of conflicting information out there regarding whether or not a toddler can be definitely told he has asthma. Medscape Reference states that a child needs to be "at least 5 years of age" before he can diagnosed with asthma in their December 2011 article "Pediatric Reactive Airway Disease." Expert Advice in the "Asthma: Difference Between it and RAD" Q&A, February 2002, says the diagnosis cant be made in "children under two years of age." Both pediatricians we saw as well as our CPNP and asthma/allergy specialist told us that O has reactive airways with a high probability of it later being diagnosed as asthma, considering our family history and Os personal medical history. While he does not have a diagnosis of asthma, we are proceeding as such because of his own medical history.

Weve started using new words around the home. Instead of saying, "Hes really laboring to breathe," we say, "Hes having heavy retractions." We already used wheezing, but now we talk about crackling lungs instead of saying, "Hes catching when he breathes." Flare-ups, yellow zone, nebulizer, breathing treatment... Our preschooler asks how O is doing and our non-asthmatic toddler watches the administration of breathing treatments to see if hes missing anything.

Last night I sat on the floor of the living room with my husband, showing him how to work the nebulizer and how to give a breathing treatment. We talked about Os medications and what they were for: Pulmicort, Albuterol, Oprapred, as well as his short-term antibiotic. We used the word "corticosteroid" several times today. I myself take a corticosteroid twice a day, Flovent, and have Albuterol inhalers tucked in key places around the house (though I havent had to use it in awhile, knock on wood). However, I am comfortable telling my doctor that I need a refill on my bronchodilator. It seems like a whole different ballgame having my son need a bronchodilator.

Corticosteroids are used for asthma management. This is what keeps your lungs "in shape," and is often referred to as a maintenance medication. No matter what "zone" he is in (check out my blog "Reactive airways"), he will take the Pulmicort twice a day. An article in Doctors Guide titled "FDA Approves Pulmicort Nebulized Corticosteroid (Budesonide) For Asthmatic Children" says that use of "inhaled corticosteroids has allowed physicians the ability to target inflamed airways." In "Managing Your Childs Asthma" published by the Childrens Hospital of St. Louis, it states:

Sometimes, flare-ups do occur even when asthma is controlled with the best possible means. At these times, your physician may prescribe Prednisone or Orapred, oral steroids used to reduce the inflammation in the airways and help in the resolution of the asthma flare-up. These oral medications are given for 5-7 days.  

O has an Orapred prescription for those flare-ups." I really like this article from the Childrens Hospital of St. Louis, so Im going to quote them again for the bronchodilator, Albuterol, or "rescue medication:"

The most commonly used rescue medication is Albuterol, which relaxes the contracted muscles surrounding the airways and helps move air through the airways. Use this when your child is having an asthma attack or when you expect an asthma exacerbation...

With all of these medications and things to watch and keep in mind, having an Asthma Management Plan is key. This is something that we wrote with our pediatrician. Again with the Childrens Hospital of St. Louis article, "An asthma action plan will help you manage your child’s asthma on a daily basis as well as serving as a guide for a) what to do if an asthma attack occurs and b) when to go to the ER for help."

We spent awhile today brainstorming what we are going to do when leaving the boys with our childcare-- drop-in childcare and with our baby-sitters. Our big dilemma is that our twins are identical. We wouldnt want our regular baby-sitter giving C Pulmicort when it is O who needs it, or for O to go unmonitored at drop-in childcare because he was confused with his brother or lost in the crowd. Or what about at the church nursery where there seems to be a new volunteer every week? I did some online research as well as posted on some twin groups. In all the websites I looked at, there seemed to be three basic options of bracelets: stainless steel small classic bracelet from American Medical ID, childrens adjustable alert fashion bracelets from Colonial Medical Assisted Devices, and a 3-pack of toddler sized asthma alert medical ID rubber bracelets from E-Bay. What kind of bracelet works best for a 17-month old? I dont think he would keep a Velcro bracelet or the child-size rubber bracelets on. Im also concerned about the information on the engraved medical ID. If we engrave Pulmicort and it gets changed, we would need a new medical ID... but dont we want to list his medications? Ugh. I dont know. I did get some great tips from the twin groups, such as zipper pulls and shoe charms (although Im lazy and his shoes are Velcro... haha!). My husband had a great idea this afternoon. You know those clear ID badge holders? He suggested I make a chart on the computer, print it out, and cut it out to fit an ID badge holder. I could have Os information visible on one side and print the medical symbol large for the other side. These would be much more affordable to make, so I could clip one on his diaper bag, hang it one on the stroller, and even attach one to Os person. This addresses all my concerns, making sure they would have all Os information in an emergency and preventing my toddlers from getting mixed-up. (Just one of a million reasons why I love this man!)

We did well today. O had a rough nap and slept fitfully. He woke up wheezing and out of breath. We watched him for a little while, "Does he need Albuterol? Is this just his cold working its way out? No, hes really wheezing... but hes smiling..." Every medical professional we have encountered has remarked on what a sweet boy O is. He always has a smile. He is very obedient. It makes it easy to treat him, but difficult to assess where hes really at. Even with extremely low oxygen levels in the PICU last February, he had smiles for the staff. We ended up giving him an Albuterol treatment this afternoon, which took care of the wheezing. I even left my husband home alone with the boys while I went to the movies with girlfriends. He gave O his Pulmicort and I tried not to think about him the whole time I was out of the house. It was good to get out for a bit.

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I keep reading all these posts about life with a newborn {note: strong language in that link}, life with twins, life with triplets, life with a toddler... So heres a day in my life: a husband on rotating shiftwork {his shift changes each week}, homeschooling a kindergartner, 3-year old twins, an infant, and a dog and cat.

4:00 am
Baby #4 wakes up for first feeding; feed laying down in bed

5:00 am
Put baby #4 back in bassinet and go back to sleep

6:30 am
Hear toddlers fighting in bathroom. Break up the fight over who gets to use the sink first and send them back to their room. Turn on Keurig. Clean the catbox, sweep the laundry room.

6:45 am
Brush teeth, hair, make first cup of coffee, grab my laptop and start writing at the kitchen table. Send toddlers back to bed multiple times. "Is it 7:30 yet?" No, no, no... back to bed!

7:00 am
Have all three boys sit on their beds until 7:30 {when they can come out of their room} due to wrestling. Give oldest a rag for his bloody nose.

7:15 am
Get baby #4 who has started fussing. Change diaper. Feed. Try to type with one hand while sitting at the kitchen table nursing.

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7:30 am
"It seben firty, Momma. Mom! Mom! It seben firty." The day has begun. Put baby #4 in high chair. Start breakfast for older three boys. Make second cup of coffee.

7:45 am
Finish feeding baby #4. Try to finish my thought before closing my laptop. Wait, where was I? What was I writing about? Stare at cursor... Okay, Ill think on it and finish this later. Make myself a bowl of granola in almond milk. Set it on kitchen counter and promptly forget about it. Start first load of laundry.

8:00 am
Tidy up kitchen, sit at table with boys and discuss what we are doing today, how everybody slept, etc. Let dog out roughly 1 million times.

8:15 am
Get myself ready for the day.

8:45 am
Have boys come back to the table and put their breakfast dishes in the sink. Help toddlers put on their costumes {I dont know how many times a day I fasten up the back of a superhero costume}. Give permission to our oldest to go ride his bike in our driveway. Clean kitchen.

9:00 am
Move laundry. Start homeschooling kindergarten with our oldest. Start crafts with our toddlers.

9:30 am
Have toddlers clean up their crafts. Have oldest put away his homeschooling supplies. Change baby out of his now drool-soaked onsie.

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10:00 am
Leave the house for homeschooling co-op class/piano lesson/speech therapy/park trip/errands... whatever it is we are doing that day.

10:30 am
Prepare to sit and wait with three children. Two three-year olds and an infant for homeschool co-op or piano lessons {crayons and markers, Uno Moo, singing together, feed baby}; six-year old, three-year old, and an infant for speech {reading with our kindergartner, feed baby}. Bring my latest read, if I have free time or children are occupied {ha! ha!}.

11:30 am
Head home for lunch.

12:00 pm
Walk in the door with hungry children. Baby #4 acting hungry, though I just fed him. Have oldest bounce baby while I make lunch.

12:15 pm
Put lunch on the table for boys. Feed baby who eats for two seconds and then falls asleep at the breast. Put him down for nap in swing. Sit at table with boys to eat my lunch.

12:30 pm
Manage to eat three bites and drink a glass of sweet tea before I realize I didnt move the next load of laundry. And there is that bowl of granola from this morning... maybe I should sweep the kitchen while Im up too...

12:45 pm
Decide that I should clean a bathroom or two before we finish up the rest of our homeschooling for the day. Our oldest wants to help. Have him vacuum the carpets. Toddlers want to help. Have one dust and have the other clean the bathtub.

1:00 pm
Does the baby really want to eat again? Okay, well, I did get two bathrooms clean. Man, I really should sweep the rest of the house as well...

1:30 pm
Finish feeding baby who actually ate this time. Start sweeping floors and tell oldest we will do school at 1:45 pm. He goes outside to ride his bike. I tell the toddlers they need to go potty and start getting ready for nap.

1:45 pm
Tuck toddlers in for nap.

1:50 pm
Start the rest of our homeschool lessons for the day with our kindergartner.

2:30 pm
Finish homeschooling our oldest. Have him clean up the schoolroom while I move the laundry and unload the dishwasher. And where did all these dishes come from in the sink?

2:45 pm
Oldest goes outside to play. I eat a snack. Have I eaten anything else today? You know what would go well with this snack... a cup of coffee... maybe iced coffee... Brew a cup and pour it over ice with a splash of milk.

3:00 pm
A toddler comes out of his room from nap. "I have to go potty." Send him back to bed after potty. Sit down and try to write again. Where was I....?

3:30 pm
Really in the groove of writing. Busted out a blog post as well. Feeling the creativity flow... "Mom, I need new underwear..." Toddler up from nap. Wet his bed. Start a new load of laundry.

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3:45 pm
Settle toddler at table with snack. Omigosh! Is that the time? Wake up the baby to feed. Other toddler wakes up while Im feeding {thankfully no bed-wetting accident}. Wants a snack as well. Baby #4 is starving and doesnt want to stop eating. Put him in Tula. Make toddler a snack. Oldest comes inside and wants a snack. All the boys at the table with a snack; baby #4 in Tula nursing. Time to start dinner.

4:15 pm
Put baby #4 in high chair at table. Oldest wants to help with dinner. Toddlers pull out markers and paper, draw at table. Make dinner with our oldest.

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4:45 pm
Dinner in oven. All the boys ask if we are having cookies. They all want to help make cookies. Have them help make cookie dough while dinner bakes. Put made dough in fridge to bake cookies after dinner.

5:30 pm
Move laundry. Pull dinner out of oven. Have kids clean up markers, wash hands, and set table. Make drinks and tidy kitchen a little while they do this. Put baby #4 in bouncy seat by table.

5:45 pm
Sit down at the table for dinner. Of course baby #4 wants to feed as soon as I sit down to eat.

6:30 pm
Clean up kitchen while boys clean up playroom {aka wrestle in their bedroom}.

6:45 pm
Help boys finish cleaning up the playroom and their bedroom. Get everyone started on baths.

7:00 pm
Baths, pajamas, pick out stories, get asthmatic toddler started on nebulizer treatment, brush other toddlers teeth, have oldest brush teeth. Settle on couch with toddler doing nebulizer treatment and read stories.

7:30 pm
Brush last todders teeth. Find all blankets, lovies, pillows, toys, whatevers, the children feel they need to sleep with that night. Make toddlers bed that had the accident.

7:45 pm
Say prayers and give kisses to all the children. Yes, Ill leave the door cracked. Yes, Daddy will give you kisses when he gets home. Yes, Im going to be right out there if you need something. Yes, you can get out of bed if you have to go potty. Give each "one more kiss" and then really leave the room because baby #4 started fussing.

7:50 pm
Feed baby #4 on my bed next to the enormous pile of laundry that I had thrown on there all day long.

8:15 pm
Fold laundry.

8:40 pm
Put away towels, baby things {clothes, diapers, wipes}, and my laundry. Put husbands laundry on the ottoman in his closet. Put the boys laundry in their laundry basket {there is the small chance my husband will put this laundry away when it starts overflowing... I tend just to pull their clothes out of it for the next day}. Put the toddlers outfits for the next day {underwear, pants, shirt} on the floor next to their beds. Close their door if they are all asleep. If someone is still awake, give them a kiss and tell them to go to bed.

9:00 pm
Flip through the mail. Take a shower.

9:30 pm
Get the baby ready for bed. Curl up in bed with a book and feed the baby laying down in bed.

10:00 pm
Put the baby in his bassinet. Attempt to read another chapter... just one more chapter...

10:07 pm
Turn out the light. Remember we never made the cookies. Sigh. Tomorrow well make the cookies...

And then, of course, we have the times with rotating shiftwork that hubby is home in the middle of the day sleeping:

Never a dull moment! I always wonder what people mean when they ask me what I "do" all day as a stay-at-home mom... ;)

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Get Pregnant Naturally By Changing Lifestyle and Eating Habits

I rest my case! More evidence that making simple lifestyle changes can drastically improve your chances of getting pregnant.
 Im so happy when I see articles which support natural methods of enhancing fertility especially since so many couples are pushed into fertility treatments before really addressing their diet and other lifestyle factors. Read more about the study:

SEE ALSO: FOODS FOR FERTILITY AND PREGNANCY (Getpregnantover40.com)

The team devised a scoring system on dietary and lifestyle factors that previous studies have found to predict ovulatory disorder infertility. Among those factors were:

• The ratio of mono-unsaturated to trans fats in diet

• Protein consumption (derived from animals or vegetables)

• Carbohydrates consumption (including fiber intake and dietary glycemic index)

• Dairy consumption (low- and high-fat dairy)

• Iron consumption

• Multivitamin use

• Body mass index (BMI, weight in kilograms divided by the square of height in meters)

• Physical activity. from:
harvard.edu

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Ive been a military wife for almost 8 years now. Weve lived at 4 different duty stations and we are getting ready to move again. While the routine of moving has become {somewhat} familiar, saying good-bye has never become easier. Yesterday a good friend of mine moved away. While I plan on visiting her at their new duty station in the next couple months, I dont know when we will ever {if we will ever} be next door neighbors again.

There were many things I loved about living next door to this friend. She always had what I needed, for one. This could range from butter to wine to baby-sitting. She also always had a plate of cookies for us, always was up for a Target run, always ready for a girls night-- planned or not. We shared laughs, bottles of wine {or champagne in one lovely evening}, and tears. Shes not much of a hugger, but I managed to get several big hugs from her {yay!}. We had game nights. I could always pop over to her house for an hour or two after my husband came home, taking no children with me, soaking up a much needed break and going home feeling refreshed when my hubby finally called to say the baby was hungry. To quote Little Women, we bore our souls and shared the most appalling secrets.

Over my time as a military family, we have made many wonderful friends along the way. I dont always feel like when I meet people that they know me, who I actually am, not just who I am right then. There are seasons of our life-- seasons where Im dealing with pregnancy, newborns, strange schedules kept by my husband... seasons where I feel sad or lonely because Im struggling to make friends and feeling Im getting nowhere. But I dont feel defined by those seasons. I feel like myself passing through times in my life where I am dealing with various things. Sometimes when I meet people in the midst of those seasons, I think they get to know me right then, despite my best efforts to show them my crazy. I feel like this friend got to know me. My heart. And accepted me warmly. I feel like I got to know her. It was one of those rare times in life where you meet someone and recognize a part of yourself in them, despite all the differences between you-- because her and I were very different in a lot of ways, but very similar in many others. Then throw in the added bonus that my husband and her husband became friends, our kids got along great, and we were next door neighbors... this all added up to a perfect best friend cocktail. {And who doesnt love a cocktail?}

Last night when I was crying, my husband told me that it is always better to make friends and have your heart broken when they move than to not put yourself out there and to not make friends. I fully agree. However, today as I write this blog post and see her pile of recycling sitting outside her empty house, I cant help but feel sad. It hurts to say good-bye to people that you love, whether youve known them a long time or for just a year. Because a year is long enough to form a deep friendship, especially when that friendship just clicks.

Today my house feels a little different. The dust of military life has settled over it. We have said many hellos and good-byes along the way and some were felt more deeply than others. One thing that comforts me is that military wives are good at is using technology-- new and old-fashioned-- to keep in touch. We believe in mailing cards, Skyping, texting, Facebooking, and visiting. I loved living next door to my friend. I know that we will keep in touch and visit each other often. I am just sad to see this chapter close because I enjoyed it so much.

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