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I guess it’s safe to say that I still haven’t had that burst of nesting energy that we all look forward to. I was going through my notebook of lists (hospital bag, to-do, freezer meals to make etc) from before I had Zane and I had to laugh…

  • Clean under kitchen sink
  • Rearrange kitchen cabinets
  • Water all the house plants (??)
  • Wash windows and doors
  • Clean the kitchen table legs and the chairs
  • Write list of items that are in laundry room cabinets

…. These were the must-do items that were keeping me up at night?? I also remember frantically cleaning under the stove and fridge and doing other extremely important tasks one evening without even pausing to eat supper until almost bedtime. And that’s just a sample of it all! πŸ˜‚ Because how on earth was I supposed to bring a baby home to a house with dirty kitchen table legs?? How would we ever cope without a list of what we have in our laundry room cabinets??!!

Of course, I laugh now but maybe in a couple weeks I’ll be frantically dusting the undersides of my picture frames and alphabetizing my recipe books. Who knows? But I definitely haven’t gotten that far with my list. In fact, this time around my list is super boring, like…

  • Wash and set up co sleeper
  • Pack hospital bag
  • Freeze some meals

… And a few other equally normal and boring items. I managed to freeze 2 meals of BBQ chicken so far and I’ve been working on a list of other meals I can just double the batch on and freeze over the next few weeks.

I called the ob office this week and the nurse was able to move my induction date to the next day with the dr who I saw last week. (the one who said she was comfortable with inducing me with my vbac status) So I’m really happy about that and hopeful that it will be a relaxed and beautiful process, please God! Unless this baby decides to come before then, we have just 7ish weeks to go! I’m equal parts ready to have more mobility and be less breathless, while also just soaking up these last few weeks of having Quayd all to myself and relishing his adorable kicks and wiggles. My belly is definitely getting a lot less cute and a lot more cumbersome the last 2 weeks. It’s had a sudden growth spurt and I find my ability to do absolutely anything without being breathless is pretty much nil. DH keeps remarking on how loud I’m breathing and asking if I’m ok. I know this happens to me every time but I felt like it usually happened a bit later! I’m also seeing quite a few stretch marks on my thighs all of a sudden. And the linea nigra line has appeared down my belly this week. I had forgotten about that!!

In an effort to get my body ready for the heavy work of labor, I’ve been trying to do squats every day and increasing them by 5 per day. I know some people say kegels help and others say they don’t, but just to be safe, I’ve been doing those every day too. I’ve been trying to do either 20 minutes on the bike or 10 on the bike and 10 on the elliptical at least 3 or 4 days a week. Granted, I’m going pretty slow at this point. πŸ˜‚ Whatever I can do to aid in a better post partum recovery and maybe even an easier labor is well worth the effort though!

I have been swelling a lot in my feet, legs and hands this week so I gave up on checking my weight since it’s all over the place. Aside from the symptoms mentioned earlier, I feel different this week, like baby is farther down in my pelvis. Not like he’s dropped or engaged yet, but just really moved down more. My belly just sits on my legs now and it’s soooo low when I’m standing! The pelvic pressure is pretty intense and his hiccups are way down low. He’s almost always on my right side with his feet over on my left, but sometimes he changes sides.

This weekend, after I took Zane to his 18 month well child checkup, we decided to make an impromptu visit to see DH’s sister and her family. We threw together an overnight bag, got everyone in the van and booked a hotel room on the way. We stopped at Zane’s checkup and found out he had a fever of 100.4, which shot up to over 102 during the course of the appointment! The strep test was negative and his fever went down after a dose of ibuprofen, so we stopped at a playground to let the boys play while we decided whether to go on with our plans. Zane ate lunch and seemed tired but ok, so we went ahead and drove the 4 hours to the hotel and grabbed some Olive Garden carry-out on the way. Of course, his fever went up again at bedtime. After a second dose of ibuprofen, he woke up fever-free and fine today. He was a little more tired and cranky than usual but no symptoms of illness, thank the Lord! Thankfully we had a good, albeit short visit with DH’s family before we made the 4 hour drive back home this evening. I’m glad we were able to squeeze in that visit this weekend though because I do not want to do any more travelling until after Quayd is born and we are settled into our new routine!

Dear God, please bless us with good health and no illness this summer and help us to get things ready and in order for the arrival of this beautiful baby. Thank You for him and for the blessed weekend we had. In Jesus’ name, amen.


So, a few things have happened this week:

  • I had my growth ultrasound at 30+2. It went great and baby looks healthy. 3lbs 11oz approximately, in the 50th percentile. We finished up so quickly that the sonographer gave us a peek in 3d. Baby had his hands on his face, one across his eyes like everything is just too much πŸ˜‚ and one on/in his mouth. We didn’t get any clear pictures, but it was nice of her to try! I think his lips and chin area look like Levi. Time will tell!!
  • The dr I saw at this appointment said she is perfectly comfortable with me being induced at 39 weeks and couldn’t see any reason not to unless I get to 39 weeks with no dilation at all, which she said would be highly unlikely for a 4th time mom. So she said to go ahead and schedule it and I did BUT (there’s always a but, isn’t there) I found out the dr on call that day is the one who said she wouldn’t induce me. I’m planning to call the office and see who is on for the following day and if it’s a different dr, switch to that day instead. Hopefully that all works out! Mostly I just feel relieved that at least one of the drs understands my situation and concerns and is on my side.

In other news, we changed our minds on baby’s name! After almost 16 solid weeks of calling him Shye, we found a different name that DH is absolutely in love with and he really wanted to switch. He said if I couldn’t bear to change the name, we didn’t absolutely have to but he was really really hoping I’d say yes. (And yes, we had some push back on the name Shye to begin with but I’m not the type to really care. We had push back on Truett and Zane too and I didn’t change their names.) Because it meant a lot to DH, I went along with it. And also because the boys were open to the new name even though they’d rejected every name we’d suggested before except for Shye, Si and Silas.

So, without further ado…

Quayd (pronounced quād) means “fourth son”, SΔ« (which was my top pick and therefore gets to be part of the middle name) means “God has heard” and Bennett means “blessed”.

Si is significant to me because Tru and Levi prayed so faithfully at bedtime for God to give us another baby if it was His will. Granted, they also asked for it to be a sister, πŸ˜‚ but I believe God knows what is best for our family and that we are probably much better suited to raise boys… And that is 100% ok with me! πŸ˜‰

To be honest, leaving behind the name Shye was a little hard after becoming attached to it over the last almost 4 months, but I feel at peace with the name. I like that DH had such a strong drawing to the name (usually he doesn’t) and that it was actually a name I happened upon while browsing through names that go well with a sibling named Zane… It’s just so cool that it happened to also mean fourth son!

This is getting long, so I’ll just sum up the week with a few bullet points.

  • I’m up 30lbs.
  • Some days I have a lot of swelling and others, none at all.
  • I’ve been experiencing itchy hands, feet and legs off and on. I mentioned that to the dr but she wasn’t concerned. If it continues till my next appointment in 2 weeks (also the start of weekly nst!), I’ll have some labs drawn.
  • Quayd is head down and has great fluid levels at 16. πŸ™‚
  • I’ve been exercising for the several weeks either on my bike for 20 minutes or walking the track. I definitely have better energy levels when I exercise regularly.
  • Breathlessness is frequent now and I have to pace myself.
  • Pelvic pain has kicked up a few notches and I wake up with my pelvis and hip area absolutely burning every morning!
  • Kicks and wiggles are super strong and Quayd starts every morning with hiccups and usually gets them a couple more times throughout the afternoon and evening. Tru and Levi felt them the other day and thought it was cool.
  • Levi said I’ve been pregnant “for YEAAAAAAARS!” and wondered if I’m ever going to “get the baby out”. πŸ˜‚ Same, son. Same. Not too much longer!

30 weeks

Dear God, thank You for a blessed and healthy week. Thank You for good news from the dr this week and for our baby growing so well. Please keep him healthy and safe! Thank You for helping us find a name for him and I pray that he will be blessed throughout his life as he is a blessing to us. Please help everything to go well regarding when and if and who does our induction. Please work it all out beautifully to Your will. In Jesus’ name, amen.

We are finally having a verbal explosion over here!! Right at the cut-off for the pediatrician wanting us to start speech therapy, Zane has started saying words!! I’m so glad our pediatrician was able to give me calming advice based on his experience with his own son who also didn’t start talking until 18 months.

When we were on vacation last month, I asked Zane if he could say cookie. Plain as day he said “cookie!” over and over, so I ran down the hall of our hotel room to the vending machine and immediately bought him a cookie! Then he proceeded to say mama, dada, Tru, Levi, baby, buttcrack (yes, buttcrack) and I forget what all else he said. DH and I were sitting there in disbelief! It’s like Zane could talk all along and just didn’t want to or didn’t realize he could. He isn’t saying a lot of words regularly but he’s saying a few every day. His babbling has taken on a sentence structure and he uses the same sounds in his babbling. For example, he says “guys”, “bock” and “backa” in his babbling every day. I have no idea what he means by those things although I think he may be using “backa” for binky.

Zane is now saying daily:

Dog-dog – the name he calls his favorite stuffed dog

Shoe, or usually shoe shoe shoe

Wa – for water

Baba – for his cup or bottle

Belly and baby – while pointing to my belly

Bar – for granola bars. It’s pretty much his most favorite food at the moment.

Bu – for Buddy our dog. (side note: we couldn’t have picked a better dog if we’d ordered him out of a catalog! He’s awesome with the kids. They love him and he loves them. Every single day he gets hugs and is always trying to be right with them. I’m so glad God blessed us with a great dog for our boys to love.)

So, I mentioned Zane’s binky… It is no more. He’s given it up without any fight at all! We were completely shocked by that! He was so attached to it that we actually had to take it away because he sucked on it so much and so aggressively that he was causing his teeth to shift outwards. I know this is usually a problem when kids keep their pacifier longer but for him it was becoming a real problem, real fast! I’d hoped he could keep it until after we had settled in with the new baby, but due to his teeth and also the fact that he had only one binky left that was still safe (he had bitten some of them so I’d been throwing them away), it was time. He would also only take one brand and they are no longer being made, so there was that too. Anyway, one night we put him to bed without it and he was fine! He was fine the next day, only asking for it a few times and I just diverted his attention to something else. By day 3 he found his binky, sucked on it for a minute or two and spit it out. He never once cried! I can’t believe how well that went. πŸ™‚ I think it helps that his go-to comfort items have been his blankies and stuffed animals lately, so the loss of his binkies was much more bearable.

One struggle we’ve been having is that sweet, little, easy going, happy as a clam Zane has started throwing these big and rough temper tantrums. Screaming is minimal, crying is aggressive but the real problem is the biting, throwing and hitting. So.much.throwing. I’m not really sure what to do. Attempts to calm him down by talking to him or holding him result in more anger and hitting/throwing. Ignoring him until he calms down results in him trying to throw items directly into our face. Reprimanding him firmly with a “No! Don’t throw things at Mommy!” seems to be most effective, but almost always results in him falling to the floor crying and sobbing. Then he will either be fine, or the fit will circle back around to throwing and hitting again. The vast majority of his fits have no obvious reason. He will be happy and then he’s not. No warning! I think part of his anger is that he senses something is up with me. He’s started noticing my belly over the last month and he wants to pull up my shirt and lay his head on it. He will be happily snuggling my belly and then he will just suddenly pinch my belly really hard, repeatedly, angrily, and when I pull my shirt down and tell him no, he gets mad, cries and a whole fit ensues. I know he’s starting to grasp the idea of a baby and considering that he is extremely jealous of Tru or Levi being in my lap or even of DH hugging me, I think a lot of this fit throwing stuff is a sign of jealousy. I try to snuggle him as much as I can but he’s so independent now that he’s not interested in much of that.

Anyway, I mentioned in my pregnancy post about his mullet being gone now. I’m still sad about that but he’s such an adorable big boy now that I can’t be too sad. His favorite things to do right now are:

  • Dance
  • Sing
  • Play his guitar or play air guitar on his chest and belly πŸ˜‚
  • Play outside
  • Ride his big wheel bike
  • Get in on whatever game Tru and Levi are playing. This is mostly ok but sometimes he messes up their games and they get frustrated. He gets super hurt feelings when they play in their room with the door shut. πŸ™
  • He loves to vacuum all the rooms with his toy vacuum while I use mine.
  • Eating snacks and especially granola bars
  • Running!!!
  • Sometimes he likes to watch cartoons with his brothers

He still loves sleeping in and sometimes gets downright excited to go down for naps. I still have to wake him up in the morning about 50% of the time. We have an appointment with his dr next week to follow up about whether we want to go ahead with the sleep study to see why Zane’s sleeping hours are so excessive. He has gained weight really well the last couple months though and is now up to 22lbs!

This I getting really long, so I’ll end it here for now and hopefully I can update again after his next checkup. πŸ™‚

Dear God, thank You for this beautiful sweet and intelligent little baby person who gives us so much love and joy in our lives. Please keep him healthy and safe and help us be the best parents for him that we can be. In Jesus’ name, amen.

So, my ob appointment is coming up in a few days and I have every intention of *trying* to schedule my induction for 39 weeks. The reasons being:

  • The MFM group I saw in my pregnancies with Tru and Levi did not think it was wise for me to ever go past 39 weeks due to being on blood thinner and my placental/fluid/fetal distress history with Tru. Plus, induction gives us control over when I stop the blood thinner. My current regular ob group doesn’t seem to have that opinion but to be honest, I’ll always rather er on the side of caution when it comes to my babies and I definitely trust the advise of the MFM group above the happy-go-lucky group I see now. Which to be fair, I still do really like them in other aspects.
  • As if we need more reason than that, at my current ob group if I go past 40 weeks, they will not allow induction because of my previous c section. I can’t see any scenario in which I’m comfortable going not just past 39 weeks, but also past 40 weeks. Therefore they advise me to schedule a c section for 40 weeks. No thank you! I’d rather induce at 39 weeks and hopefully have a good experience than have a definite major surgery while I have 3 small children at home to take care of, on my own, 1 week after the baby comes. Getting help at home is not an option and DH can only be here just so much as he has to work.
  • I live 1.5 hours from the hospital I plan to deliver at and 30 minutes from the closest hospital with an ob department. As much as I want to experience natural labor without induction meds, do I really want to drive 30 minutes or 1.5 hours while in active labor?
  • And last but not least, while I hate inductions being scheduled for convenience sake, I really don’t have babysitters available on the spot. My sister is supposed to drive 7 hours to our home to watch my boys during the birth. Obviously she will need time off work scheduled in advance. In case I go into labor earlier, there are a few people I could call, however they are not guaranteed to be available and to be quite frank, I really don’t trust them to do a good job watching my kids, based on previous experiences with their babysitting skills.

So, obviously it makes sense to schedule an induction. Unfortunately, even though my primary ob dr said she was absolutely on board with induction when she saw me at my first prenatal appointment, she’s since backpedaled (exactly like she did when I was pregnant with Zane) and is now telling me they aren’t comfortable scheduling induction on a vbac (despite my 2 previous, easy and successful vbac inductions) and that I’ll have to find a dr in their practice who is willing to do it. Which obviously isn’t her and she didn’t give me any clue who would do it. (The ob who delivered Zane is no longer working maternity care.) The ob I am scheduled to see this week is the one who agreed with my concerns last time. I’m hoping that I don’t have to put up an argument this time and that she will be easy to work with again but thanks to how much these drs waffle on everything, I’m very nervous.

I like this ob group but I do hate how I have to fight for everything and how they don’t seem comfortable managing my care with the blood thinner and vbac etc. If they don’t feel comfortable with my situation then they really should have been upfront with me and told me that in the beginning because I’ve run into the same problems with both pregnancies they’ve seen me during. While they claim they are “vbac friendly”, it’s apparent that they are much more comfortable with me just being an easy case and planning a scheduled c section.

If I was to have a checkup a day or 2 before my scheduled induction date and find that I was getting close to labor and that my body was beginning to move in that direction, I’d definitely be willing to wait a few days to let nature take its course, provided I had childcare options and whatnot. But since they refuse to induce if I do make it to 40 weeks, I don’t see that I have a choice. I feel like there are so many little rules just being made up as we go, almost in an effort to thwart my wishes and make me just take the “easy route” and schedule a c section. It makes me mad to not have any real say-so in any of this. I’m fought when I try to plan an induction within their window of time before the magical c section cutoff. I’m fought because of a previous c section 3 kids ago. I’m fought because they go from “perfectly comfortable” inducing labor when I go in for my first appointment (WITH BOTH PREGNANCIES) to being “very uncomfortable” with inducing a vbac when I ask about when we can set the date later on in the pregnancy. And then during labor I’m fought because pitocin isn’t safe, but then they refuse to turn it down once my labor is clearly established (I mean, I was 10 freaking cm last time with bulging bag of waters and they still wouldn’t turn off the pitocin and let my body control the birth contractions.πŸ™„)

Obviously I’m no fan of being induced and having everything planned out in advance but it’s what makes sense in my specific case and it’s also what has worked well for my 2 previous vbacs. Why are we even still having this conversation?? πŸ˜₯

I’m really hitting a wall with this tiredness all of a sudden. I can usually keep going and power through but lately I feel like I’m going to just literally fall asleep wherever I am and no matter what I’m doing. Eh, I guess it’s the normal end of pregnancy obligatory tiredness. I just always forget from one baby to the next exactly how profound it is!

I’m having a lot more periods of breathlessness, especially when standing. Oftentimes to the point that I have to sit down for a few minutes. Talking while walking is just not an option anymore. Which makes our walks at the track super boring for the kids since we can’t talk about stuff without me having to stop. I’m also having nausea just about every day but nowhere near the level of awfulness that I experienced in the first trimester! Mostly I can’t seem to take more than a few sips of water without feeling sick and sometimes food just doesn’t look or taste appealing. The nausea comes on with no warning but it usually doesn’t last too long.

But on the more positive side, the kicks and rolls are stronger than ever and baby seems to really like interacting with our touches. I’m not for sure what his current position is but I keep feeling what I assume is a hand/arm around my belly button area. He pushes out and I push in and we do this over and over. Sometimes he will keep poking the same spot over and over for close to an hour! I never had movement like this with Levi or Zane but I did with Tru. I assumed with Levi that I couldn’t feel too much definition of body parts because of having an anterior placenta and then with Zane I thought it was because I was heavier. But I’m currently the heaviest I’ve ever been and feeling individual limbs quite plainly. I’m almost convinced this baby has low fluid like Tru did. Hopefully not, but I guess we should find out how the fluid level looks in a few days at the growth ultrasound.

I don’t have an updated weight this week. All I know is that my months-long craving for zucchini is finally starting to wane a bit, much to the joy and thankfulness of DH and the kids, I’m sure. πŸ˜‚ We have seriously had some form of zucchini at the majority of our suppers over the last few weeks and I think everyone is just a tad burned out on it. Coke freezes sound as good as they always do but I’m not having any real cravings or aversions lately.

One odd thing that I plan to mention to the dr is that the left side of my face has been going numb off and on for an entire month now. It’s usually a few minutes at a time but it’s really weird. And my right foot has some weird positional numbness, which is probably a pinched nerve. It only happens when I flex my foot upwards but it always catches me by surprise.

I went and got my hair done this week. My sister was supposed to meet me at the salon and watch the kids but she got stuck in a major traffic jam. I told the hair stylist the situation and that I’d probably have to cut the hair appointment short but she (also a mom of 4 boys) said we’d just start the cutting process and see how the boys did and if they were fine, we’d do the highlights too. Tru and Levi were fine until they started getting a little antsy at the end. (I was there 2 whole hours!!!) Zane sat in his carseat happily until the very last foil was being put in and then he started screaming. Thankfully I was able to keep him mostly entertained with magazines and unlimited suckers throughout the rest of the process and wash. It wasn’t easy or relaxing but we made it! I let the stylist have full rein over the color and the cut. I don’t love it, to be honest, but I’m a really bad judge of style so… Maybe it’s great. Haha. All I know is I’m so so so happy to have all the crunchy ends gone! Then the stylist offered to cut Zane’s mullet and I agreed cause it really needed cut but now I’m all kinds of sad and regretting that decision… Sigh. It was such a perfect mullet!

I present to you, mullet perfection

After the hair appointment, the boys and I checked into a hotel about an hour from home for the night (we had a free night to use). Our hope was to swim and watch movies on our “mini vacation” since DH was out of town on his fishing trip. I figured the boys and I could use a break from the daily grind and we might as well just enjoy ourselves. We ate a quick lunch in our room and then headed down to the pool. My sister and her boyfriend showed up to say hi since they were driving through town, right as we were getting ready, so they hung out by the pool for a bit while we swam. Zane was super overtired by that point, so after our swim, we went back to the room and watched a movie. Then we went to the store next door and bought supper and snacks and ice cream and watched another movie with popcorn and hot chocolate. My favorite part was Zane nodding off and sleeping with his head on my belly. πŸ™‚

Cute babies snuggling. Also, post-perfect-mullet removal. I’m taking this really hard y’all!

Little ppl chilling and watching movies.

In the morning we went down to breakfast and then had a slow moving morning while the boys watched part of another movie. We checked out and went to the park after that but it started raining, so we came home.

Anyway, yeah… Still waiting for that nesting energy to hit me so I can get stuff done around here. Hopefully going to buy the dresser we need this weekend so we can be another step closer to getting things set up for baby! πŸ€—

29 weeks 2 days

Dear God, thank You for beautiful weather to enjoy and for all the fun we’ve had this week. Please protect and help us all as we get through this last bit of pregnancy before our little baby joins the outside world. Thank You for him, so much! In Jesus’ name, amen.

My tiny baby is less than 2 weeks away from his 1st birthday. It’s been a very fun year! I’ve got to say that this 3rd baby has been so much easier and more relaxed all the way around. Having a baby around feels second nature now and both DH and I have felt more calm about all the little changes that a baby brings because we know that this phase is gone in the blink of an eye. I feel like we’ve been able to appreciate and just enjoy the baby stage more and more each time.



So what is Zane up to now?

  • Each day he walks more and crawls less. He can walk across the room now and even attempted to “run” to his daddy last night.
  • He loves giving hugs and pats me on the back while he hugs me. When I sit on the floor with him he will play for a bit and always come back for a hug over and over.
  • He is the most smiley little kid. All day he smiles. He even tries to smile while he’s crying as if he can hold on to some positivity in his situation.
  • He sleeps well at night and hasn’t woken during the night consistently in quite some time. Maybe a few times a month he will wake up and cry and need to come snuggle for a bit before going back to his bed. He naps once a day for at least an hour and a half, but up to 3 if his brothers don’t wake him up. Sometimes he will take a short evening nap for maybe a half hour before waking up for a bottle and diaper change and then a little play time before bed. 
  • Currently we are doing well to get three 4oz bottles of formula or thawed breastmilk in him a day and maybe a few sips of water from his sippy cup. And the milk or formula must be very warm which makes it hard to get him to take a bottle on the go since he will usually refuse it if it isn’t really warm. It is a pitifully small amount of fluids considering that my milk stopped on the 18th of Oct. I haven’t had a let down since then and have only a bit of milk trickling in every few days. Zane was down to nursing just twice a day and since my milk is gone, sometimes he will nurse for a couple minutes once a day but the last couple days, he isn’t even nursing more than a minute. It’s hard and I’m sad we didn’t get to get through the winter with nursing but Zane was never too excited about nursing as he has more exciting things to do. He’s a very busy baby!
  • Last week on the 22nd and 23rd, I discovered he had 2 new teeth!. They are on the bottom right and left. He has another coming in on the top right and it is definitely causing some pain for him. Poor baby. He now has 7 teeth. πŸ™‚
  • I notice him saying “dada” frequently and “mama” more so when he is hungry or upset. I haven’t heard “babababa” as much lately. No other words as of yet but definitely some jabbering and he loves to *sing* along while I sing. It’s freaking adorable!
  • Zane is still wearing size 4 diapers and is in mostly 12-18 months clothes. 18 months still has abundant wiggle room.
  • He is my smallest baby at this age. I weighed him at home and he was somewhere around 18.5-19.5lbs. (Hard to get an accurate reading) We should get a better reading at his appointment next month. That would put him somewhere around the 12th percentile for weight. He’s always been on the smaller side but never under the 30th. I’m not entirely surprised though because although he is a snacker all day, it’s hard to get him to eat very much at a time.
  • Occasionally he has chowed down 3 jars of purees but that is rare. Most times he will eat 1 or 2 jars at breakfast and just snack at lunch and eat a small supper. He is eating more and more meals that we are eating and really likes all the different tastes and textures. But again, he doesn’t eat much of that either. I will sometimes add a little virgin coconut oil to his food for extra calories. Overall though I think he is healthy and just a petite little guy. For now. πŸ™‚




It’s funny how Zane’s baskets of toys sit untouched for days at a time now. Once he became mobile, baby toys became boring. Even new toys that he got at his birthday party are hardly touched. All he wants to do is steal his big brothers’ toys… all day, every day. And they make no small fuss about it either! HAHA. His favorite toys are any kind of toy with wheels that he can push while he crawls.



Zane is not my cuddliest baby, (that award goes to Levi) but he does let me hold him a good bit, especially when he’s tired or has just woken up. I absolutely love our snuggle time and kissing his little face. There’s just nothing like that fuzzy baby hair and smell. I just can’t believe he’s almost 1!!! Did I mention that already?



Dear God, thank You so very much for this precious baby and how much he’s grown. I am so thankful for each new thing he has learned to do and for how happy he is. Thank You for how much love and joy he has brought to our family. Please watch over him and bless him every day of his life. In Jesus’ name, amen.







Peekaboo is one of our favorite games.

We celebrated Tru’s 5th birthday this month. On his actual birthday, Tru and I made chocolate cupcakes during naptime (and yes, there was spoon licking… actually we just ate a whole spoonful). He requested chocolate cupcakes and blue icing this year. There was only 1 toy that he really had his heart set on and it was a dinosaur set with a T-rex and smaller dino. There was absolutely nothing in the world that he wanted as much as the “T-rex that opens it’s mouth and the bloody dinosaur”. I pretended that he might be getting something else instead and he would just clasp his little hands and plead with me “Please, please, please, please, please!!!!!????” Every time we were at the store near the toy isle, he would just sit on the floor in front of the dino set and stare at it. …. Naturally, he got the dinosaurs. πŸ˜‰ And because we knew Levi would feel left out of the playtime, DH picked up a small dinosaur toy for him also. I tell you, those were some happy little boys!! πŸ™‚


The joint party for Tru and Zane went really well and was so much fun, if I do say so. πŸ™‚ There were so many little kids running around playing and I just felt so thankful. Thank God for birthdays and for the little boys He has blessed us with, despite the statistics and despite what was supposed to be possible. I am so thankful for all of my precious babies.


Tru is at such an awesome age now. I know I always say this but I seriously just love this age! We have reached an age where reasoning and talking things out is much more frequent than the spectacular fits that used to happen. Don’t get me wrong, Tru can still have himself a nice meltdown, but he’s becoming so much better at controlling his temper and talking through how he feels. I positively love our talks! Tru is not only a sweet and loving little person but he also has a great sense of humor and sarcasm. Sometimes he throws out a sarcastic comment that just completely catches me off guard. Many times DH and I just end up sitting there laughing like …. “What even?”


I am so glad that my boys haven’t inherited my lack of skills in the art department. Tru already draws far better than I ever have been able to. His proportions and attention to detail are very good and he has no trouble staying in the lines and using appropriate colors for whatever he is drawing. He loves to draw dinosaurs (imagine that!), aliens and basically all animals but I see elephants and monkeys in his drawing books a lot. He also likes coloring books but seems more interested in free hand.


Unfortunately, I don’t know how to rotate this… But these are some aliens.

Picture Tru colored for me.

I absolutely love these monkeys he drew!!!

Tru absolutely loves his brothers and is so good at watching out for them. He is awesome with Zane and keeps him occupied a lot. He always wants to hold Zane in his lap or help him figure out how his toys work. It’s precious! Thankfully, Tru and Levi play together well the majority of the time. I do break up fights that either of them start, but more often than not, they are happy together. Levi has always wanted to be on the move more than Tru and today Tru cracked me up when he said “I can’t relax because Levi always wants to play all the time!” I have noticed ever since he was literally just a few weeks old that Tru needs time alone to just chill. Naptime has always been his time to just quietly play and have some space. Bedtime used to be also but now that he shares a room with Levi, he doesn’t get that time. Even though he doesn’t fall asleep during naps and hasn’t in a really long time, I have him sit in my room and play by himself while Zane sleeps and Levi either sleeps or has quiet time in his room. Tru loves to just sit in there and put together and take apart his new dinotrucks (birthday present from Gma) or color.


I am so happy to say that Tru hasn’t had ANY fevers due to the supposed fever syndrome since the beginning of this year. πŸ™‚ I am so thankful to God! Our church had prayed and prayed for Tru not to have fevers and this year has just been so wonderful in that way. After dealing with fevers every few weeks from ages 1-4, this is absolutely amazing!!! Tru has grown so much this year, going up to size 6/7 shirts and already outgrowing his size 5 jeans. He wears an 11 in shoes too, which is just…… When? How? How did those tiny newborn feet that I was JUST kissing and tickling, turn into these big kid feet that outgrow shoes faster than I can buy them!? He weighs almost 40 pounds, which confuses him because he’s 5… not 40…duh!


Tru loves preschool and wants to “play school” constantly. He is learning so much, so fast! He is definitely soaking up the material like a sponge. He can copy whatever I write down for him onto a separate sheet of paper and it is legible. His handwriting is already looking really nice. I think he will take off reading soon because he constantly points out letters and wants to know what things say. I am really excited about this!! Tru is always begging me to read him books and getting new books at the library is basically his favorite. We try to get 10 new books each week when we go to storytime and those are all read in a day or two. Then he just sits and pours over the pictures and pretends to read the books aloud to Levi or just to himself.


I could ramble on and on all day, I’m telling you. There is just so much I love about this beautiful and precious little boy. It’s all going so fast and even though I miss him being a baby so much, it just gets sweeter and sweeter watching him grow up and become this amazing little person!




Dear God, thank You for Tru and for the precious blessing that he is in our lives. Thank You for a year without fevers and a year of growing physically, mentally and spiritually. Please continue to watch over and protect Tru throughout his life. Help him to love and trust You and spread Your love with everyone around him. Help us to bless and take good care of him and raise him up right. In Jesus’ name, amen.




The boys planted these zinnas from seed this spring and enjoyed watching them grow. We started them in the house, then moved them outdoors.


If Rocky has a favorite person, it’s definitely Tru. πŸ™‚


Painting kindness rocks


Tru and Levi picked these stuffed animals out for themselves. Tru got a sloth which he named “Slothy” or “Sloth-Sloth” and Levi got a penguin which he named “Susan” or “Susie”.


Tru is drawn to the animals everywhere he goes. He loved my Aunt and Uncle’s farm dog. πŸ™‚


And of course, Tru was a big help at chore time. πŸ˜‰


Brothers playing together at my Aunt and Uncle’s house on our trip to see family last month.


And a kitty that he was so drawn to.


Making his birthday cupcakes


I don’t have many pics available right now from the party, but here are the cupcakes. πŸ™‚


I’ve been waiting for a spare minute to do a post but a spare moment hasn’t come my way in I don’t know how long, so I’m just going to sit down in the midst of chaos and write anyway.

We are planning to have Zane (1) and Truett (5) joint birthday party this Saturday, so I’m working on party prep for that. Originally it was supposed to be a TMNT party because Tru was in this 100% obsessed with ninja turtles phase. And then just like that, he was completely 100% obsessed with dinosaurs and asked if he could have a dinosaur party instead. So I’m saving all of my exciting and way tacky TMNT party ideas and switched to dinosaurs. You guys, I’m having way too much fun with this theme. You know those weird parents who get stupid excited about kid toys and stuff? I’m them.. they are me. I am definitely liking the dinosaur phase.
So, because our house is small and I don’t know how to invite just a few people (bor-iiiing!), I decided we should have the party in the pole barn. The one that has a mouse infestation, and assorted nasty bugs aplenty – that barn. Therefore, I have spent the last several days cleaning, cleaning and cleaning both the house and barn. Thankfully, DH is always on my case to get rid of junk, so we have very little stuff in the way but the floors and walls and counters in the barn were seriously disgusting. I have it smelling all lavender orchid and vanilla now though, so, on to food prep!

I’m planning a menu of meatballs (they are venison and my entire family now calls them “deer balls”), hot dogs, chips, veggies, dip, soup beans (because it’s cold y’all!), cheese and crackers and of course an assortment of drinks. The cupcakes have green icing (or they will, when I actually make them) and little plastic toy dino toppers. I am way too excited about the dinosaur egg piΓ±ata I made too.
I want to do a proper update on each of the boys asap. For now I’ll say that Zane is taking 3-5 steps at a time, has 5 teeth, and says mama, dada and babababa (bottle?) on occasion. Tru is my little artist and shocks my socks off almost daily with the adorbs pics he draws. Levi is on a constant snack attack and has grown so much this year! He is ever my little snuggle bug. πŸ™‚

When I’m not cleaning, I’m crocheting. I am working on 4 different afghans all at once right now. I finished a baby blanket recently. I hope to post pics soon! Someday maybe I’ll figure out how to channel my crocheting energy into blog energy, but I find that writing takes brain power and I’m very much not having any of that right now. So, how about you? How are you doing?

Years ago, when DH and I first got married, we had a small fish tank (maybe 1 gallon or so) and a few neon tetras. After a year or so, we upgraded to a 10 gallon tank and over the course of several years we had an assortment of platys, guppies, mollies, tetras and a huge pleco. At some point (I think either during my pregnancy with Tru or after he was born) we decided to take a break from the aquarium and found homes for the remaining fish with a couple relatives.


Circa 2009 – Our first tank and “Phillip”



I think I mentioned it on here already but last year when we were at the fair, a boy gave Levi a fish that he won at one of those ball toss games. Well, it was late in the day and I had no idea how long the fish had already been in the bag of water but I took him home that night and poured him into a vase until I could get a tank the next day. I went and bought a small aquarium after church, brought it home and, lo and behold, it was USED! Someone had returned a very scratched and icky tank to the store in the original box. So, I took it to the store and explained what happened and bought a different but even smaller tank.


Why is any of this important? It’s not… Anyway, I figured that rainwater would be safe for the goldfish, but it wasn’t. He developed terrible black stuff all over his fins. I swapped his water for bottled water and the black stuff spread to cover his whole body. But by this time, the boys were a little attached to this fish, and considering we had lost our dog in may and our hamster later on, I wasn’t about to give up on the fish just yet. I bought this assortment of water treatment supplies and, what do you know… that little fish was back to normal in no time!


And he grew. A lot… a whole lot. I don’t know how big your average, ordinary, fair prize goldfish is supposed to get but this guy got huge! …. I attempted to measure him just now by holding a measuring tape up to the tank and he’s almost 5 inches. …. After a few months, we found ourselves buying yet another tank (this is getting expensive, btw), this time a 5 gallon one. So here we are, over a year since we got the fish, and talk is that we are going to have to upgrade him to a bigger tank, AGAIN! He’s now outgrowing the 5 gallon tank (should have went with the 10, but I was all “It’s too much space on my TV stand.) and at this point I’m thinking, let’s skip 10 and just get him a 20 gallon tank. For reals!



When you want peace and tranquility but your kids want a gator skull..

Funny thing about healthy fish… They don’t hold still for pictures.

Anyway, the other day it occurred to me that I had an empty 1 gallon tank sitting under my sink with absolutely nothing to do. So of course I immediately set it up, bought a better (read, quieter) filter and bought a new fish the next day. It’s a betta and he’s not cool with the filter. Therefore, at the first opportunity I get, I plan to move him to a large wall bubble aquarium (It’s an acrylic fish tank that hangs on the wall…. yes, I know.) and get a different fish for the 1 gallon tank that is in my bedroom (tranquility). Then the 5 gallon tank needs to go…. somewhere… and we need to move Goldie (I know, how original. Our blue betta is named Bluie. The kids are just awesome with names) to a bigger 20 gallon tank.

The betta tank, currently

Earlier today I was at the pet store looking at some very gorgeous gigantic tanks that only cost a mere $400-$700 and was just dreaming….

Also, today I branched out into new territory… an aquatic plant. I’ll keep you posted!

The morning of the homeschool group meetup, (where we were planning to check out the group my SIL joined with her kids) we woke up dark and early to drive the 1.5ish hours to the arboretum where the meetup was taking place. The kids were not in the mood for breakfast so I just gave them both an applesauce squeeze pouch and packed a bunch of breakfast biscuits and our picnic lunch.



We got about 45 minutes into our drive and Tru said “My belly hurts.” Eh, he says that all the time and lots of the time, he’s fine. So I kept driving. A few minutes later, Levi said the same thing. I kept driving. Lots of the time he says the same stuff as Tru, because, sameness. Then I heard Levi gagging! I hurried up and pulled over and covered his chest and lap with a sweatshirt and covered Tru too while I was at it. I had given them both some of the breakfast biscuits and they were nibbling on them, so, I decided to keep driving since no barf had happened.



Well, a little over an hour into the trip, Blech! Barf all over Levi. I pulled over and cleaned him up and at that point, I turned right around! I stopped to get us some pop at a drive-thru to settle everyone’s stomachs. Tru ended up panicking twice about the idea that he might barf, (because he is my kid) so we pulled over 2 more times just in case. Then when we were a mere 15 minutes from home, Blech!! Barf all over Tru. I had just pulled over for the 5th time and was able to assist him so we didn’t have a bad mess. Levi was sound asleep at that point but Zane was crying and screaming at me every time we pulled over and didn’t get out of the van.



Finally (!!!) nearly 3 hours after we left, we arrived back home and got the boys a bath and some cartoons to watch while I disassembled and washed 2 car seats (It could have been worse… there was no barf in the van!). They rested for awhile and were back to normal after that the rest of the day. I really have no idea why we had the barf episodes but I’m thrilled that was the end of it. My friend sent us some essential oil to help with tummy trouble after she heard about our little adventure. THANK YOU J!! ❀ I’ve already used it on them 3 times when they complained of tummy ache.



So yeah, the homeschool group adventure that was not. But maybe next time! πŸ™‚

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