Friday, September 30, 2011

the freshest air

A few weeks ago, Mike and I decided to pack up the kids and take our very first family vacation :) My grandparents own a cabin up in Munds Park, just 17 miles south of Flagstaff. We drove up there right after my niece Anisa's bday party. We had a blast at her 2nd birthday party which was at a jumpy house place. Here are my parents holding their two youngest grandkids:


And here is the birthday girl with my bro and sister-in-law and sweetest ever, Pablo: 


In case you can't see Pablo's adorable onesie, here is a close-up:


Isn't it so sweet?? I want a boy JUST so I can get a faux tie onesie. In a few years, of course ;)

Anyway, we went to Anisa's bday party and then packed up and headed up to Flagstaff. It was a little bit warmer than expected, but we had a blast. It was so nice to see Lia out of our home environment and out in the fresh air. At night it was freezing so for a couple nights Lia got into our bed and cuddled up with us (more like kicked me a lot, so much that I proceeded to sleep on her mattress on the floor). Oh, but the cuddles!! ;)

We went to the neighborhood park with Grandma and enjoyed our special times together...


First family vacay = success for sure.


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"Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies."

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

the evolution of a fall


being rebellious sitting on the tables while watching your favorite tv show = pure joy


mom asks "please get down from the tables."


the collision


...the world is literally over...


back to favorite tv show.

oh the life :)

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

beautiful


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I am blessed beyond comprehension.

"all praises to the One who made it all... and finds it beautiful." ~gungor


ps: Check out my wonderful friend Maraeca's blog and see an adorable post and pictures of the girls with their besties!

Friday, September 16, 2011

pacifier work out night

Shortly after Siena's birth I began to work out. Surprising, right?! I know, I know, I don't really like to work out and I am kind of the definition of lazy sometimes... so it is definitely shocking to hear that only a couple weeks after Siena's birth, I decided to work out. Let me tell you how it happened.

One night, Mike was out of town with the band and Siena was only a couple of weeks old. I put her in her crib around 8pm for nighttime. At this time, I was attempting to get Siena to love her pacifier. I know, per many things I've read/seen, that babies need to suck to feel calming (the 5th "S" of Happiest Baby on the Block) So, with the pacifier in mouth, she was armed and set to have a LOOONNNGG night of sleep!

I trek across the hall to my room and crawl into my comfiest bed ever (this is how you feel about your bed when you haven't touched it in 18 hours and you've been chasing a toddler around with a newborn attached to you while attempting to shove food in your own mouth and survive) and close my eyyeeesss - uh oh. Baby crying. Mom duty.

Went back to across the hall, search through the dark room to find my way to her crib, and stick the pacifier back in her mouth, wait for her to start sucking, then pull my hand slowwllyyy back. 

Okay.

Back to my room. She'll fall asleep this time, I just know it. My bed is sooo comfyyyyyy... Uh oh.

Baby crying.

Mom duty.

and the cycle begins

After about the fourth time of this sick and twisted back and forth, I decided I would just stay in her room and wait for her to spit the pacifier back out just so I could put it back in so she could go back to sleep.

I head into her room to wait.

...waiting...

This is so silly. Maybe I could do something to pass the time. I can't read, it's too dark. I can't watch a tv show or sing or do a dance, that's just too much. How about I just stand against the wall and do a wall sit? Oh wait, those were always torturous, just passing the seconds.

I decided on doing some squats. After the squats, I decided to do push-ups. Pacifier back in mouth. After push-ups, sit ups. Sit ups - pacifier - back to squats. Let's add in some calf raises - pacifier. Now we're just getting crazy.

I went through this for probably another hour. It definitely felt good to work out in some way - but this was the night that I realized I couldn't do this any more. So when she finally passed out from crying every ten minutes after she spit out the pacifier, I finally found peace in my bed, and had the gift of sleep. What a gift that is!

The next morning, or maybe the morning after that - some time following this work out/pacifier/work out/pacifier night, I realized something. She needs to find her hand. And me shoving a pacifier in her mouth is getting in the way of her instinct to shove her hand in her mouth and suck on it.

That was the end of me working out.

 I tend to lean towards being supportive of my babies sucking on their fingers/hands. I think a pacifier is really awesome, but I realized early that Siena needs to find her own way to suck because we just get caught up in this crazy cycle of having to shove it back into her mouth because she can't keep it in there.

So, a few weeks later, this is the cuteness you get:


As grateful as I am to have those times with Siena in the middle of the night, I am even more grateful and sane when I get to have a few hours of sleep. Since finding her hand, we have many more peaceful nights with a sane Mommy in the morning. It's a lovely combination :)

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

my happy place

Some days are harder than others. One of those days. 

When I'm frustrated, it's so helpful to turn to moments like below and feel His grace.


69/365 

Sunday, September 11, 2011

island girl

Thanks to Nina Tiffy teaching Lia how to pick out outfits, I've begun to ask Lia what she would like to wear for the day. One day we were heading over to Siena's Nina's house (Lori, Michael's sister), a few weeks after Siena was born. I asked Lia what she would like to wear, and she was obviously in the mood to be an Island Princess for the day, because this is what she chose to wear:


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It's crazy to me how much of an islander she looks like - it's so adorable I can't handle it! (In case you don't know, Mike's family is from Guam.)

She also got a lesson in hunting from Uncle Gas... I mean, gotta learn from the best, right?!





Friday, September 9, 2011

embracing the real

I was reading one of my favorite blogs, the Cloth Diaper Whisperer, and I couldn't help but be amazed by one mama's recent post. Her post is called Why Cloth Diapers Slow Me Down, and I Love It!
We are encouraged everywhere we look to find fast and easy and now and disposable.  But I was finding that sometimes in the name of convenience, real was getting sacrificed.  Real nutrition, for empty microwaveable calories.  Real stories on laps, for tv shows.  Real moments together of conversation or staring out car windows with very real thoughts that move and change with the passing landscapes, for mindless movies in the car.  Real games thought up with real friends for video games.  Real moments stolen by manufactured ones.  And who says parenthood is meant to be convenient?  I contend that this is where most people get a little off track.  We're meant to give of our self for their good. It grows us and stretches us and in the end, strengthens us. So yes, real may take longer.  But it's in the extra time that I am bettered.
I couldn't agree more with this mom, or her view of parenting and the world. I have been so blessed to be home with both of the girls the past couple of months since having Siena. I never thought that I would enjoy being a stay at home mom, but these past few weeks have swayed my heart in huge ways. To be honest, Mike does know that having the freedom to get out of the house and see friends/family/have a cup of coffee by myself is huge to me, so after we put the girls down, he occasionally sends me out to have some "me" time. This gives me even more openness and patience to appreciate my every day with the girls.

Using cloth diapers has definitely given to me what the above mama has spoken about - every time I know it's time to do laundry, I am stopped by the idea that I am doing something that is for the betterment of my girls' lives.. every time I go outside to line dry the diapers, I am sending Lia out with me which then turns into big playtime... every time I restock Siena's diaper stash, she and Lia are right next to me and I am encouraged by their babbling and love. These moments (which I never really noticed before) are definitely brought on consistently by my cloth diaper routine. Funny, isn't it?

My girls constantly teach me so much more about wonder and joy and creativity and life... I just never realized that what they poop in could be helping me learn even more.


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"I remember thinking, sometimes we walk, sometimes we run away. But I know no matter how fast we are running, somehow we keep, somehow we keep up with each other." ~dmb

back on track... hopefully


66/365

"Hello, how are you doing today? I hope I find you feeling healthy..." ~dmb

many faces

Okay so I have entirely too many photos to make separate posts for, so I figured I would try to put a bunch of old pictures together in one post and get them out there!

For your viewing pleasure...


"contemplative"

Siena at three weeks old, photo taken by Christina Lafferty Photography.


"distracted"

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"creative"

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"aggressive"

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"joyful"

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"content"

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"adorable"

Siena at six weeks old.


"crooked"

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"comforted"

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"disdainful"

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"surprised"

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"gangsta"

the lovers, Ezra and Siena forever ;)


"explorative"

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"frightened"

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"Everybody wake up, if you're living with your eyes closed." ~dmb

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