Lisa Needs...

I am such a copy cat :) thanks to Julie and to Helen:)

Lisa needs a family that can provide stability, love and structure for her (What mother doesn't?)

Lisa needs someone to reinforce the fact that she is not a loser (yep. not that I am all that worried, but still...)

Lisa needs a sub (heck ya. Ham and Turkey...Lots of meat, not much lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, sub sauce.....)

Lisa needs a fair amount of exercise and plenty of company (Ain't that the truth!! Although, preferably not at the same time.)

Lisa needs a tree (Not sure what for, maybe a swing? Somewhere to keep a squirrel?)

Lisa needs braces (hmm, I thought my teeth were fairly straight. What do I know?)

Lisa needs to handler lower conditions (okay.)

Lisa' needs a bigger grin and lots more warmth from an overly conscientious Julia Roberts. (DARN RIGHT! I Love her!!)

Lisa Needs Help! (I hope she gets it!)

Lisa needs to find more (more what? I'll look, but more What?)

That was fun :)

~Lisa~

Some things are meant to be done the hard way.

Such as Peanut Butter cookies.

In my infinite Mom wisdom, I prepared a double batch of cookie dough before Mason was born. And froze half. In my mind I figured, "I'll look like supermom, bake the premade cookies just before the guests arrive, and they'll be amazed! Pure Genius!!" sure. in theory.

If you're not me.

Twice now, I have had company coming. Twice now I attempted this master cookie plan of mine. Twice now I have not had time to bake the cookies until my guests have left. And twice now, I have over-cooked every last cookie!

I thought I might have improved my chances with the last batch today, but no. I put the cookies back into the oven "Just for a minute" since they weren't quite done.

uh huh. 4 minutes later, they were over-cooked. UGH!

I give up. Apparently, I need the measuring and mixing and mess to remind me that there are cookies in the oven.

~Lisa~

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Jenna did AMAZING today at the Dentists!!! She got three fillings done, two in one tooth, and one in another. Al went with her, and said that the only time she cried was when the grinder was on her tooth, and that was just because of the vibration. No pain for my brave girl :)

So, she has more appointments on the 9th and 16th to get some more done, but she will NOT need to be put under! I'm so relieved about that.

I can finally breathe a very big sigh of relief. No mother ever wants to think that she has failed her child, or caused them pain(well, not the good ones anyway :)) So now, knowing that she can get the repairs done without pain, such a good feeling :)

~Lisa~

APPROVED!!

Wow, 2 blogs in one day!

I called the Dentists office, Jenna was approved by the Health Unit to have all the dental work that she needs done!!

i can't even begin to tell you how relieved I am. We go for a trial filling tomorrow. The dentist said that because she was a little nervous, he wants to see how she does with one filling, and go from there.

If she does okay, then they'll do the work with her awake. If she's too nervous, they are going to put in a secondary application to have her put under in the office. Lets hope that whatever way they go, she'll do okay.

I'm so nervous. I won't show it.

~Lisa~
p.s. Funny Jenna story. I got my flu shot yesterday. Jenna promised me that she would be brave, and stay by my side the WHOLE TIME!! And told me not to worry. She's be right there. HA!! As soon as the needle came within 6 inches of my arm she took off and hid behind the door! LMAO...thanks for being so brave for me babe!!

how much!?

Excuse me? pardon? Was that Really 13 POUNDS you said?! Not my Baby! Not my tiny boy. Can't be. Let me see that scale. hmm...yep...right there in Black and Grey. My tiny baby. Smallest of my three children, has gained 3 ounces short of 6 pounds in two months!! 13 pounds 6 ounces. Wow.

I was having a hard enough time with the realization that my last baby is already 2 months old. And now I have to deal with the knowledge that he's 13 pounds! I don't know where he's hiding it. He's certainly not a roly poly baby. Just solid I suppose. Doc measured him at 23 inches, but I have a feeling he was off with that. Not that I blame him, a wiggly baby is hard to measure!

So, that's the 75th percentile for weight, and between 50 and 75th percentile for height.

Jenna's stats were 9.3 at birth, 13.9 at 2 months. (gained 4.6)

Aidan's stats were 8.11 at birth, 14.12 at 2 months. (gained 6.1)

Mason's are 7.9 at birth, 13.6 at 2 months. (gained 5.13)

He dropped to 6lbs 13 oz. in the hospital, with multiple signs of dehydration. He went 7 1/2 weeks with ONLY breast milk. He smiles at me all the time now. He's just starting to get hair on the top of his head. His baby acne is cleared up. He's got my blue eyes. And he never misses a thing.

I am so enthralled with this last baby of mine :)

~Lisa~

P.s. He slept through the night last night :) 10-5:16!! Ofcourse, now I could feed a small countries babies with my rather engorged right breast, but I'll take it!!!

Blogables.

Kattie's party went really well. It was so wonderful to see all these little girls practically knocking each other over to come and greet my little girl when we arrived!! And to see her laughing and playing. I was always worried(for no apparant reason) that she wouldn't make friends at school. But that is SO not the case.
I was the one out of place at the party. We're so used to family parties I guess. I was the only mom that stayed with Jenna. And of course, I didn't realize it until I had taken off my coat. And of course, it was the first time I left Mason with Al during the day...so I didn't even have him there to make myself look busy with!! Oh well. I survived, and now I know for next time.

Aidan is sick :( He was up off and on for about 4 hours last night throwing up :( he's such a trooper though, and just went with the flow everytime he threw up. He even told Al and I to go sit on the couch when we put him back in his bed once! I guess he'd had enough of us fussing over him LOL. Can i just say, I am SO grateful for a plastic firetruck bed!! It's SO much easier to clean!!! And can I also say how grateful I am to my husband!? He laid with Aidan on the couch until about 2AM. And then got up at 6 to go to work like always. Just so I could sleep. I am SO in love with him. Aidan seems to be okay now. Just a little fever.

I'm not sure what I did, but Aidan keeps coming up to me and saying "Oh mommy, I'm so proud of you!!" I'm happy I can meet his expectations...but I'd like to know what wonderful thing I have accomplished!

Today is my friend Karen's big 3-0!!! I filled her car with 28 balloons last night(I did get 30, but Jenna and Aidan claimed two :)) You should have seen me, 10:00 at night, in my jammies, in the rain, reaching through the hatch at the back of her Honda Civic trying to get the balloons into the front seat! hilarious!! She was SO surprised :) And, since her other friends didn't do anything to celebrate her birthday, and she was feeling pretty bummed about it, I think, and hope, it cheered her up :) I had to get her back for my surprise party last year!!

Well, I know when I started out writing this that I had more to blog about, but I seem to have forgotten them, and now my BOOligans (HAHA! That's for you Julie!!) are screeching at me for attention.

have a great evening!!

~Lisa~

One party down, One to go

Well, Ethan and Emma's party wasn't so bad after all. A few moments where I wanted to rip out mine, or someone else's hair, but that's all :) It looked like a daycare with all those kids in there! lol

You should have seen the pile of presents!! Even taking into consieration that they are twins, so everything is doubled, WHOA! There were more gifts there than would fit on a queen sized bed! I'm so happy that Carry has babies that are loved so much!!

Her Mother-in-law drove me CRAZY!!! Nothing completely new. She's the kind of person that pretends to care, pretends to be nice, but really couldn't give two craps about you. I think the thing that bothered me the most was during the gift opening...Aidan didn't get a nap yesterday, and was pretty tired and hyper my the time the twins started opening their gifts...at 5pm! I tried my very best to keep him on my lap and out of the way of the cameras...but geez, he's almost 2, and he's a very active boy. I finally let him go, and told him to go play. On his way back to me Jane(MIL) grabbed him from behind and tried to sit him on her lap, and Hold him there!! Seriously, I was sitting right beside her on the floor. I reached over and took him from her, and she GLARED AT ME!! Anyone that had been watching us could see that I was doing my best to keep him contained. You'd think she'd never had two boys before!! UGH! that woman. Sooo glad that she's not my MIL!!

My meatballs were a huge hit!! Thank you to my SIL noreen for her secret recipe!!

So i guess, over all, the party was a success!

~Lisa~

Party party party!

Well, just party party really. My best friends' twins turned One yesterday! So hard to believe. I can't wait to see them today. Although, I am a little anxious about the party today. Carry said there are going to be about 40 people there (Carry's a total over-achiever, and can never NOT invite someone). That many people in one small house makes me nervous for some reason. I guess having two small hooligans and an infant can do that to a mother. If if wasn't a dinner thing too, I would probably just stay for a few minutes. But, she is my best friend, I can't do that to her.

And tomorrow is another Party! Jenna got invited to a classmates McDonald's party. While I am Thrilled that she's making friends, I am a total McDonalds party virgin, and have no idea if we pay for her meal or not. I tried to ask in a roundabout way when I RSVP'd, but the mom wasn't really clear. Not that it matters all that much, I just like having all the information before hand.

We still haven't gotten gifts for anyone!! You'd think after having two kids go through their first birthdays that I would know what is a great gift for a one year old. Nope. No ideas. Except a book each. I love giving books. You'd also probably think that having a girl the same age as the birthday girl that I would know exactly what to get her too. HA! Polly Pocket is so freakin' expensive, and I refuse to spend $25 on a person I have never even met before. Oh well, i am sure we'll find Kattie something just lovely. I'm more worried about buying for the twins. There are certain unspoken of expectations there. Not from my friend so much, as from the grandparents. And darnit, did she have to go and have TWO babies at once!? LOL Just kidding.

Well, I ought to go make my meatball sauce before we have to go shopping. I totally cheated and bought pre-made meatballs hehehe...that certainly goes against the unspoken of expectations! but I figure WHO CARES MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Oh yeah, I'm in FINE party spirits today for SURE!!

~Lisa~

Never been in love with a Bag before!

Until I saw this one at Wal-Mart!! How perfect is this for me!? I saw it, and had the overwhelming sense of frivolous NEED! And my husband, whom I love and adore, handed me the money and made my day!!

It's just so fun, and ME!!

I feel weird about being in love with a bag, but really, I am. And I'm proud of that! If people think me strange for being 25, almost 26 with a Tinkerbell Bag, well that's just fine. I like it, I will carry it forever, and I will not care!!

:P

~Lisa~

Quite the adventure.

On the way home from taking Jenna to school this morning I was chatting with one of the other moms (Yay Me!) and this strange dog came running up to us. Totally friendly, but almost knocked her little girl down to get the dog biscuits in her pocket! We caught hold of her, and read her tags. Of course, there was no address, just a phone number. Dina(the other mom) luckily had some rope in her van (As if there are people really that prepared for everything! lol) So, we put the dog on the rope, and attempted to walk her, so I could bring her home and call the number on her tags. HA!! The dog was clearly NOT used to being walked. All she wanted to do was play tug...which was a little scary...the way she was jumping and growling at the rope, and me.

Luckily Dina knew a lady that lived on the street we were on, and we called from there. Sheila, the dog, hadn't gotten far, and lived only about half a block away.

It certainly was quite the adventure!!

~Lisa~

Make him slow down!

My Aidan is growing up Way too fast!!! Every day he astounds me with the words and sentences that come out of his mouth.

Last night in a span of 15 minutes, he brought me a pencil, and clear as day said "Mommy, this is broken." WHAT!? He's not even 2 yet, and he's saying sentences like That?? Right after that he decided he didn't want to watch Tarzan anymore and sang(think Bear in the Big Blue House) "Where oh where oh where is Mote?"(Meaning remote) then he turns to me and holds up his hands and says "Hmm, din't hear me" And then repeats that about a hundred times.

Last week he and Jenna were fighting, and he turns to her and says "I'm telling Mommy!!!" and he stomps over to me, elbows out and swinging with such purpose and determination it took ALL of my willpower not to laugh.

While trying to find a winter hat for his big ole noggin yesterday, he was getting very annoyed, and kept insisting everything was "too small me".

When he was looking at pictures on the weekend, he say one of himself and said "OH! ME!!" Up until then he had been saying "Mine" when he saw himself.

He roars like a dinosaur, he pretends to be a robot. He insists he's not going to be Franklin the Turtle for Halloween. He hates to wear socks, he has perfect milky skin, eats me out of house and home, and trys he tell knock knock jokes.

And he's all MINE.


Here's how I found him when I got him up the other morning.


Playing the organ and singing his alphabet at my dad's.

They Fit!!

After a grueling search far and wide across the land...okay, so, after going to two different Wal-Marts in Barrie, we managed to scrounge up the essential light-up-when-you-dance Cinderella slippers for Jenna's Halloween costume.

And even beter news, THEY FIT! I was so worried they would be too small! I don't imagine she'll be able to wear them for very long, but at lest they will work for Halloween. Now all that's left is to decide between the classic Cinderella Headband, or the tiara. I'm thinking she'll want the Tiara. Whatever :) I'm also going to attempt to make her a white cape. Canadian winters do not support frilly princess costumes that do not fit over warm clothes!

Here's a sneak preview :) The dress was her flower girl dress from my brother's wedding this summer.



~Lisa~

Ohhh the Pain!!!

I had a Migraine yesterday. I thought I'd had Migraines in the past, but they were NOTHING compared to this! I couldn't walk with my eyes open, or sit with them open Or closed, the children's voices sounded like fingernails on a chalkboard, the baby seemed to weigh a million pounds, I wanted to vomit and pretty much just die in general.

I am so grateful to Al for getting home as quickly as he did. I suffered for about 5 hours before he got home, but once he got here, I took one of the Tylenol #2's I had left over from my section and went to bed for a couple hours. I woke up feeling pretty fuzzy, but mostly pain free!

And while I was sleeping, he cleaned the whole house!! Did ALL of the dishes, cleaned up from the kids crafts from the day(A chore and a half in itself!) and tidied the livingroom too! I am SO grateful. He even gave Mason his nightly bottle despite being sooo tired from working crazy hours on the weekend.

Yeah, they made a schedule at his work. He's now on call every other weekend, and some nights during the week :( I HATE that company :( I mean, the commission he'll get is going to really help us out, but I miss him when he's gone. He worked on Friday night, and did an over-night call to Niagra Falls on Saturday. That sucked Huge!!

I got the kids some watercolour paints yesterday. That was fun, until Aidan painted himself, his sister, and dropped the cup of water on the floor! Yeah, file that under "Seemed like a good idea at the time!"

I feel like I'm running on empty today. After the migraine yesterday, and getting a whopping 4 hours sleep last night, I'm so drained. I don't know how you do it Helen! I need a solid 8-9 hours to wake up feeling good. Pray for me that the boys nap at the same time today!!! At least it's a school day.

~Lisa~

How do you ever really know...

How do you know when you're done having children? Does the ache in your arms go away? Does the longing in your womb fade? Does you mind stop wondering is what we have, enough? Have all the cards been dealt? Are the chips as they lay?

Al booked his Vasectomy. November 11th. Seems oddly ironic that his procedure is on Remembrance day. A day to look back, reflect on the past, think of what others gave up for us. When I know that all I will be thinking of that day is the future. The what ifs. The what could have been.

We never imagined 3 kids. We never imagined boys.

3 kids isn't that bad. Having boys is wonderful.

I couldn't go through with a tubal. And I can't justify anywhere in my mind why not. The scalpel

was there, I was opened up. A mere 30 seconds more, and the procedure would have been complete. But I just couldn't do it. In my head, every time I thought I was ready to take that step, I just kept hearing over and over, "It's just so permanent." Permanent.

Now the decision is out of my hands. Logically, my head knows that we are going to have our hands full, and our wallets empty with 3 kids. My head knows that I would probably need medication to control my stress if there was any more. I know that I the luxury of only working a few days a week is only a luxury I can afford with what we have now. I know that no matter how I try to do it, I have a hell of a time delivering the babies I so adore.

My heart knows it will always have room for more. My arms still ache. My womb feels empty. And I can't stop wondering....

I'm sure that once the procedure is over that I will be fine. But until that day...I will weep for the children I will not have. I will wonder if my children will be happy as they are. I will worry that this is the right decision for us.

I never honestly thought Al would go through with it. Despite my own words. Despite telling everyone that I was still trying to convince my husband that it was his turn at bat. That "I carried three babies, now he can go under the knife." Despite all that, I never really believed he would do it.

I felt my knees go weak, and my vision blurred when he quietly handed me a piece of paper with his procedure date and information scrawled on it.

November 11th. It's hurtling at me at an ungodly speed. And the decision is out of my hands.

~Lisa~

Added some MOM points today!

You know the ones...where you get bonus points for going above and beyond the usual feed, clothe and read a story requirements???

Oh yeah, that's me. I MADE play dough today!! Not only that, but I made TWO batches!! One in Orange and one in Green!

Yep. definitely in the cool mom good book today :)

~Lisa~

She said, I heard...

She said "I got the scissors to cut that paper."

I heard "Your favourite picture is in tatters on the kitchen floor."

I said "What paper would that be honey?"

She said "My snack at school today".

I heard "No one was supervising me at school". lol

She said "Because you weren't there to do it".

I heard...my little girl grow up.

I heard...my first born gain some independance.

I heard my heart break.

~Lisa~

The bruise today :(

I hate how bruises always get worse before they get better!!!

(He looks so stunned because his most favourite movie IN THE WORLD was on. Meet Strawberry Shortcake. LMAO! Between Jenna and Aidan, the tape is getting worn out!! Hopefully Santa hears that!)

~Lisa~

My tough guy

Poor Aidan. He's always been my clumsiest of kids. not surprising, since he's always climbing on things, and over things. Somehow the concept of Around escapes him.

Last night I walked into the living room just in time to see him climb onto a chair(one of those small Little Tykes ones) had time to shout NO! before it toppled over, sending my little boy straight into the edge of the beautiful Bench my Dad made.


(Here they are together, on said bench)

Poor kid. He rarely cries. And when he does, it's usually for a quick second, and he moves on to the next task. Not this time. He's Still touching his cheek saying "Ouch, Hurts". Check out this instant black eye!


It actually looks a lot worse in person :(

Well, I guess it's probably the first of many...but I don't have to like it :(

~Lisa~

It's been one of those days.

You know the kind, where you wake up, and shouldn't even open your eyes? Yeah, that's my day so far. I'm still laughing about it all though, so I guess it hasn't been all that bad :)

1, All 3 kids woke up at about the same time, making my morning realllly hectic! And I didn't get my tea.

2, Jenna goes to brush her teeth before school, and gets water AND toothpaste all over her shirt and pants. HOW?! I really have no idea. And of course, I have SO been slacking on laundry this week, and she has NO clothes left!

3, As Jenna is undressing, and trying to convince me to let her wear capris and a stained t-shirt on a cold and rainy day, Aidan snarfs his milk. For those not familiar with the term Snarf, it's when a beverage comes out of your nose, unintentionally. This morning it was milk. All over his face and shirt.

4, Race up to Jenna's room, and curse repeatedly(in my head) for not having enough clothes for my daughter, and for choosing THIS morning to put in an early load of laundry(how smart of me! HA!). Find her clothes. The socks don't match. that will NEVER do for my girly girl! Find Blue socks. Little does she know, she's still wearing purple hair elastics with a blue outfit!

5, We are SO out of time. 5 minutes before the bell rings. Strap the baby into his car seat...much to his protest. Pray he does not spit up. Realize i have not changed Aidan's shirt. No time, he'll have to wear it.

6, No keys. Where are the keys? I was SURE I saw the keys on the counter. CRAP Yell like a maniac because of lost keys. Not in my coat, purse or diaper bag(we're down the three minutes before the bell.) Ahhh!! Found them in Al's coat pocket. Of course!!

7, Buckle all three kids in the van. Damn those seatbelt laws! lol We made it to school. And had time to say Hello to another mom just as the bell rang.

8, Breathe a sigh of relief that Jenna made it to school. Return very late video to store.

9, Mason wakes, eats, and has some playtime on the floor. Starts to fuss. I like letting him fuss for a few minutes...it makes him sleep more deeply. Mean mommy I am. Then I realize, hmm..what's that smell? oh great, it;s Mason. ACK!!!!!! Total poo-through!!!! up his back, down his legs! Thank GOD he was wearing dark colours, and laying on the yellow part of his winnie the pooh blanket!

10, Change baby. Decide 15 wipes is too many for one diaper change. Wrap him in a blanket, and off to the bath he goes. As he's laying contentedly in my lap, waiting for his bath...he PEED ON ME!!!!!!! Of course, now all of MY clothes are in the washing machine.

11, Bath demon baby. He likes it!!

12, Aidan in constipated again, and chooses,of course, today, to get it all out. Which causes him to cry and scream and need to sit on Mommy's lap. All while I am trying to dry, moisturize and dress his brother :(

Fun morning eh?

It's now almost 11:30(oh yes ladies, all of that befor lunch!! Yay ME!) and Mason is sleeping(*knock on wood) Aidan is trying to open the unlocked closet door with my house key, and I am waiting for my tea to steep.

Yep. It's been one of those days.

~Lisa~

Pictures from the orchard :)

Here we are!!



Here's my stud and Jenna :) hehehe...


Aidan asking to eat yet another apple!

Jenna and Aidan snacking on the Apples.

Aidan having a Blast on the Pony!!