Much needed update

Things are finally starting to look up :) I have to admit it was a pretty stressful 8 weeks. In May we bought a house for our growing family. We had already sold our old place and had to be out by the end of May, but our new house would not be ready until June 22nd. So at 8 months pregnant, I had the task of packing up our old house. We had to put everything in storage and we moved into a two bedroom apartment for a month. I was sooooo excited to finally get the keys to our new house. It was 1000 square feet bigger than what we were living in. So at 9 months pregnant we moved into our new house.

I did have a lot of help getting the new house ready for the new baby to come. My mom and sister helped paint. My friends were helping us unpack. About 10 days before my scheduled c-section, I fell down the stairs of my new house and broke my tailbone and had a very small hairline fracture in my right wrist. (broken tailbones DO NOT feel good!) LOL!

On July 9, 2010 we welcomed our newest and lastest addition to our family via c-section (I had my tubes tied.) He was born healthy at 7lbs 14oz. We named him Alex. He is a sweet little guy who loves to eat and hates his carseat!




Alex is now 7 weeks old....


5 weeks after I had the baby, I started having horrible stomache pains. turns out it was my gallbladder. I had to have that removed. I will admit I was a little bit down after the surgery. It hurt to even hold Alex for about a week afterwards. Thank God, I am feeling back to normal now. Now for some updates and pictures of the kids.

Dax is getting ready to start first grade. (where did my baby go?) He is so smart and is already reading past a 3rd grade level. While I really do enjoy his company, I am very excited for him to start school!

Emma will be going to preschool this year and maybe doing a dance class or two... She is my sassy girl but I love her to pieces. Everyone keeps saying that Emma has her work cut out for her having 3 brothers. I just tell them that I feel sorry for the boys because Emma can hold her own!

Ethan is AMAZING! I don't even know what to say about that boy. He keeps me on my toes but boy is he a character. I couldn't imagine life without that kid. Since I could go on and on and on about that boy, I am just going to post some pictures instead.



And this one is my FAVORITE!!!

Feeling sorry for myself

Yes, thats right. I am starting to feel a little sorry for myself. In the last 6 weeks I have fallen down the stairs, broke my tailbone, fractured my wrist, had my 4th c-section had a tubal ligation and had my gallbladder removed. I am taking care of 4 kids, one of which has Down syndrome and one of which is a newborn. I am tired and I am sore and I am tired of being sore. 3 of my kids are too big to be picked up. Everytime I try and breastfeed, the baby presses against my stomach and its sore. I can't take a deep breath. The house is a mess and laundry is piling up. My husband is crabby with me, I just feel like crying.

I'm spinning in 12 different directions

You know its going to be a bad day when you wake up and the first thing you smell is poop.

I walk into Ethan's room and he is covered in poop, his crib is covered in poop and his crib tent is covered in poop.

SIGH!!

I put Ethan in the tub, the baby starts screaming, my son Dax dropped a doll shoe in the toilet, the doorbell starts ringing, Emma starts to freak out because the baby is screaming.....

Welcome to my morning!

I finish the bath, change the baby, start feeding the baby.

The kids are thirsty...

(Good thing I got their drinks ready before I sat down.)

Now they are fighting over the color of cup that they want.

I tell them what color cup they are getting, I finish feeding the baby, Now where is Ethan?

He is sitting in a puddle, he spilled a cup of water, the kids start fighting over play food, Dax starts tatteling on Emma, Emma starts screaming, I am trying to clean up the puddle, the baby starts screaming again, Now Emma is yelling that she is "all done" in the bathroom. I need to go wipe her butt. I feel like crying.... The baby is still screaming.

Its now 11am and I am just now getting around to giving the kids breakfast. First they fight over what color chair they sit in. I take care of that problem. Now Dax starts crying because he dosen't want to sit newt to Emma, Emma starts crying because her feelings are hurt. I lose it and send them both to their rooms until they can get along.

Ethan dumps a bowl of cereal.

Now I REALLY feel like crying.

The kids come down, Dax starts crying about his color of bowl. I make a mental note to buy all of the same color bowls and cups....

I put in a load of laundry and load the dishwasher really quick. The kids are still in their pajamas, the baby is still screaming. I haven't showered or eaten. I have to go feed the baby again.

Its only 1130am and I am already exhausted.

But at the end of the day, when my kids look at me with those big sleepy eyes, I know it is all worth it.

A cute story

My son Dax was reading a book and then put it down. Naturally when he put it down my daughter Emma picked it up. This of course set my son off and he said, "I had that book first and I wasn't done with it and Emma took it from me." So I said "well Dax, you did put it down, but if you really want it back maybe you could go upstairs and get Emma another book to read and she might give that one back to you."

Dax stomped upstairs and a few minutes later he comes down with the biggest book he could find (a childrens bible) He tosses it on Emma's lap and says, "here Emma, you can read the bible."

Emma, not to be outdone opens it up and says excititly "LOOK, A SHARK" (Jonah and the whale)

Dax throws his book aside and runs over to see. Emma slams the book closed in his face and says "No Dax, you have your own book"


I love my kids.

No rest for the weary

I am feeling very tired these days. Thank you pregnancy! It is a rare occurrence at my house to actually be able to snag a quick little nap. Usually if I can I try to take a quick little snooze on the couch. It never fails though, someone is always hungry or thirsty. So today, I thought I would be smart and I gave them a snack and a drink before I layed down. Then I sent them to their own rooms to play. I was happily drifting off to sleep when I hear all the way from upstairs "MOM, I"M DONE!" In case your wondering, in our house that means a certain little girl has gone number 2 and needs some assistance. In my fog I think I actually yelled up for her to do it herself. And then I started drifting of again but instead of peaceful dreams I had visions of cleaning up a bigger mess (if you know what I mean.) So at that point I figured it would be better to abandon all hopes for a nap. Sigh! I will be be able to sleep again someday.

Conversations with a 5 year old

Today, I picked my 5-year-old up from kindergarten and he had very exciting news to share with me. As soon as he got into the car he said:

Dax: "mom, open up my backpack and get out that blue piece of paper"

Me: "Okay" I open up the paper and it is a beautiful rainbow surrounded by hearts. "wow that is very nice." I say


Dax: "Yeah, Avery made it for me" (a little girl in his class)

Me: "wow, she must really like you"

End of conversation, until 20 minutes later....

Dax: "hey mom"

Me:"yes"

Dax: "You know that paper in my backpack?"

Me: "yes, what about it?"

Dax: "Well, I made it for myself..."

Me: confused "wait Dax, did you make it for yourself or did Avery make it for you?"

Dax: Pauses, sighs and then says "well, Avery really made it for me, but she wanted me to tell you that I made it for myself so that you wouldn't know that she loves me"

Me: Chuckles to myself. Thinks oh great here we go!

Dax: "yeah mom, Avery used to like me but she doesn't like me anymore. She LOVES me." "Isn't that crazy mom"

And I end the conversation with, What about Sofie and Isabel? (two other little girls in his class that he likes.

Dax: "well, I still like Isabel the best."

So much joy

Yesterday, I went to a moms night out with our FEDS group. A few of us got into a discussion about having testing done after you have had a child with Down syndrome. I am one of those people who usually need to know. I was one of those kids who opened their Christmas presents before Christmas, I have always found out the sex of my children before they were born, and when my triple screen came back showing a higher-than-normal chance that my son would have Down syndrome, I did the amnio so that I could know for sure. I just don't usually like surprises. Even after I did find out that Ethan would have Down syndrome I was still terrified because of the unknown.

But my little boy has changed me for the better.

I no longer, have to know.

I am pregnant with my 4th child, due in early July. At first, I was going to do the CVS to know the earliest that I could. Then I was going to do the amnio, but that deadline came and went and I never had it done. I do not need to know because I realized that it doesn't matter.

I love my son and I will love this new little boy just the same. We will not know until he is born weather he will have that extra chromosome. I had never pictured my life having a child with Down syndrome in it, but now I have a hard time picturing it without. Thank you Ethan!


And now for some much needed updates on Ethan.

He is doing very well. He is a very active 2 year old little boy and sometimes I have a hard time keeping up with him. He can climb anything and has even climbed out of his crib already. I am so glad he is so active but WHEW! Slow down little man!! Ethan is doing extremely well at signing and has even started signing 3 words together. ( I will try to post some video later) He is also saying about 15-20 words. He can say, ma-ma, da-da, Emma, up, ball, bath, all done, Abeula (bay-la) cookie, more, drink, Granny (na-nee), uh-oh, what's that, this. He is starting to repeat words back to me. Nothing huge, just some small words and I can't even put down all of the words that he is signing. He is just one amazing little boy.

So far we have had a healthy winter. Ethan was hospitalized overnight because he caught the stomache flu from his older brother and became dehydrated. Other than that we have just had the occasional runny nose (so common during Michigan winters.) The thickened liquids have helped so much. Now if we could just get the thick-it covered by insurance. HMMM.