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We were told by the urologist that if the CT scan looked good, DH would not be referred to an oncologist. So fear struck my heart when I heard DH answer the phone Thursday afternoon when the receptionist called to tell him he had a 9:30am appointment with the oncologist Friday morning. She wasn’t able to give any further information as to what his CT scan showed or why he was being referred and a call to his urologist’s nurse line didn’t yield a live human to talk to. So I spent the rest of the evening feeling concerned and upset. Granted, testicular cancer that has spread still has a very high cure rate. But the idea of DH going through treatments and possibly more surgery was so hard to bear.

Friday morning my mom came over to watch the boys while we went to the appointment. Thankfully, the physician assistant was able to calm our fears during our hour wait for the dr to come in. She said there was a spot on DH’s spine but the report said it looks like a degenerative disc and that there was no sign of metastasis. Praise God! The relief was immense!

The dr came in and after a thorough exam and a lot of detailed information about testicular cancer, he said that the pathology report came back stage 2 and that there was “lymphovascular involvement” although the margins were good and the ct scan was perfect. It’s impossible to guarantee that there are no invisible cancer cells that had begun their journey to nearby lymph nodes though and because of this, he feels it’s best for DH to do 3 weeks of radiation therapy. This is supposed to be Mon-Fri for 15-18 total treatments. It shouldn’t take long, probably only half an hour a day. The dose is low and therefore the side effects should also be minimal. Some nausea is expected but they are prescribing zofran for DH to take before each session. A whole bunch of lab work was done after the appointment and hopefully everything comes back perfect so this process can move along quickly. It’s also good timing because DH is being laid off for a week during the treatments, so he won’t have to try to work that out with his boss for that week.

So, we’d hoped the twice yearly ct scans and bloodwork would be the end of it and no further treatment required but if this gives DH a better chance at no recurrence, then it’s worth it. I’m just glad it’s not chemo or surgery. Definitely feeling blessed at that!

Ok, not really. But I could have sworn I did a Quayd update in May but when I looked just now, the last update was in March!!! Poor Quayd! I really regret not doing more updates for my little guy. I guess that’s my bad though for not setting aside more dedicated blog time. It’s definitely important to me to keep a good record!

Quayd is zipping all around the house, crawling regular style and bear crawling on hard floors or when his knees get worn out. I’ve never seen a baby bear crawl so much! He’s also learned how to go from a crouch to a full stand in the middle of the floor and he does it all day over and over. He smiles at me and holds his hands over his head like he’s so proud of himself. On June 17th he took a couple steps while holding something in his hands. It was like he didn’t realize that he was standing solo, so he just started to walk. So darn cute!

We are on a pretty good schedule with sleep right now. Bedtime is around 10:30pm and then up for the day anywhere from 8:30am to 10:30am. We either have 1 wake up, usually around 5-6am but sometimes around 2-3am instead. Fairly often Quayd will sleep through the night but when he does wake up, he’s always super hungry. Naps are usually twice a day with the first one being a couple hours after he gets up for the day and the second nap being toward evening. The early nap is generally 1.5-3 hours long and the later nap is shorter.

He’s nursing at least 6-8 times throughout the day and also eating snacks and a couple meals. I stopped pumping twice a day about 3 weeks ago and only pump now when I get over full, so Quayd is taking in a lot more milk every morning as I nurse him several times to get the extra milk I’d usually be pumping out. He’s not a huge eater with solids but I feed him as much as he’s willing to eat. Big people food is generally well accepted while soft mushy foods usually get rejected pretty fast. We are working on using a sippy cup for water but he’s not getting the hang of it yet. He will take bottles for other people but we’ve still probably given less than a dozen because he’s just not a fan.

Favorite things right now are:

  • Playing with his brothers
  • Rolling around on the floor and climbing on mommy and daddy like we are a play gym
  • Driving around in his walker on the porch
  • Being carried in his Moby wrap while we go for hikes. He would gladly be in his Moby wrap all day long!
  • Sticking his hands in the toilet. He heads for the toilet every single time someone forgets to close the bathroom door. It’s a real struggle trying to keep him from getting to the bathroom
  • Stroller rides and he’s getting less angry about car rides
  • Finding crumbs and small toys that he shouldn’t put in his mouth
  • Doing yoga while nursing
  • Watching the baby goats run around
  • Music and being sung to. He also loves to dance and move his arms to music
  • His pacifiers. I call him “Binky Baby” because he always has one in his mouth. We would be lost without his binkies. Life would be very loud and sad.

Quayd is currently mostly in 12 month clothes but still fitting a few 9 month items. He wears size 3 diapers and so does Zane, so that’s handy. I think he weighs about 20lbs. I’ve tried weighing him several times but it’s hard to get an accurate reading. We haven’t had a well child checkup in a long time but he looks and acts healthy in my opinion. Hopefully we can get back to our regular checkup schedule soon. πŸ™‚

Quayd has such a silly fun personality. He loves to crawl away as fast as he can and laughs while we chase him. He loves when we go “boo!” and surprise him. He loves kisses and being tickled. Generally he’s a sweet baby and mostly happy. When he’s not happy, the whole house hears about it. πŸ˜‚

Dear God, thank You for Quayd and his sweet and fun personality. Thank You for how well he’s growing and doing. Please keep him healthy and safe all throughout his life. In Jesus’ name, amen.

DH had his post op appointment and everything looks good. He’s healing well, off restrictions except that he can’t lift anything that makes him strain excessively. Physically he’s almost back to normal. He feels good and is getting his stamina back. We’ve been going on hikes with the kiddos and he’s been fishing etc and having pretty normal energy levels.

Unfortunately the mass came back as cancer. Seminoma. The dr is fairly certain that he got it all out and said it’s a good thing we caught it so early because another 6 months could have been a different story. As of right now, he doesn’t expect DH to need further treatment. However, he does have a scan scheduled for tomorrow and repeat labs to make sure the tumor markers are going down. Every 6 months for 5 years DH is supposed to get a scan and labs. Hopefully nothing pops up in that time period and we can put this whole thing behind us.

Thank you everyone for praying. DH is so appreciative of all the thoughts and prayers. He’s had such a great recovery, God has really blessed him. ❀️

So, a break from all that is stressful and scary in life right now to focus on some positive things going on with our family. πŸ™‚

  • 3 weeks ago our goat gave birth 2 days early to triplets. 2 boys and 1 girl. I had noticed she was showing signs of labor (for those interested in details this includes: her udder was bagged out, ligaments in her hip area loosened up and softened, her belly hung lower and her whole back end drooped downwards. I’ll spare you the other signs lol) since the day before and had checked on her through the night a few times just to find her contracting but not distressed. I drove DH to the hospital for his ultrasound that day so he could work while we drove (3 hour drive round trip) and my sisters M and K came over to check on the goat and watch the boys. I returned home to a goat still in labor and not making progress. She pushed for a long time and I started to get worried as she was getting to the point of being too worn out to hold her head up. Eventually it was time to intervene (which I had read as much as I could to prepare and watched a few YouTube videos but wasn’t really expecting that I’d have to) but thankfully with a little help and lots of prayers on my part, the goat was able to finally birth all 3 babies safe and sound. The smallest goat, which is oddly also the one who was stuck, had a bit of a shaky start but I brought him inside and syringe fed him some colostrum from our goat and he gained strength quickly. A few days of supplementing with bottles and pretty soon he was strong enough to fight his siblings for milk. Obviously these baby goats have been quite the highlight for our family and little farmer Zane would gladly sit and hold his goats for hours if he could. The males will have to be sold soon but the female is a keeper. She’s a gorgeous blue eyed girl and DH has dubbed her, Lucy.

Just snuggling the kids. Nothing to see here….

Big brown eyed buckling


Little blue eyed buckling

They love sucking our fingers

I promise, they don’t actually live in our house. But we did bring the babies inside to play with them during bottle time the first week. Now they stay outside. I promise.

  • Our human kids are doing great also. Quayd is almost 10 months old and has 4 teeth now (2 on top and 2 on bottom) and is so close to walking on his own. He speed crawls and bear crawls (his knees are red and sore!) and zips around the room holding on to the couch and chair and whatever else he can stabilize his little cute self with. He’s outgrowing his fussiness largely and is really really fun to play with. He still has a major temper and makes us laugh sometimes with his rage face but then he’s right back to happy again. Mainly he gets mad at either not getting to crawl where he wants to (usually bathrooms because toilets are very fun to splash in and also the dishwasher would be very exciting to climb inside of), not getting to play with whatever his brothers have and not getting picked up when he feels he has surpassed the acceptable length of time wherein he can entertain himself on the floor. He’s not one to waste time with fussing. He’s just all-in with an extremely high pitched rage scream and then he’s fine again. πŸ˜‚
  • I forget if Quayd’s last update included that he now sleeps in his own room for bedtime and naps. This has resulted in him sleeping almost always through the night, thank God. Poor Zane has had to adjust to sleeping in the pack and play in our bedroom temporarily. He’s actually not too upset about it and sleeps great aside from us waking him up earlier than he likes to wake up in the morning because, alarms. I would move him back into his room with Quayd but now Zane has learned how to climb in and out of the crib and pack and play. I’m worried he will try to sleep in bed with Quayd which would likely be a huge disturbance for Quayd and also, not safe. Zane can sleep with no less than 2,587 stuffed animals and blankies and yes, he makes sure they’re all there.

And also, the Tod can’t sleep without his head covered. 😲😬

  • We have now called Zane “Tod” (affectionately) so much that I’m not sure any of us really remember that’s not his actual name. He does refer to himself as Zane sometimes though, so maybe all isnt lost. He calls Levi “WavΔ«” and yesterday Levi informed he that he likes the name Zane calls him better. Zane has no problem pronouncing everyone else’s names. I like some of his other pronunciations really well. For example: “chickets” for chickens and “tracor” for tractor (our neighbor has one and Zane will watch him for ages). He is still all about the “baba chockit” (chocolate milk), although I have gotten him mostly off the chocolate part so that he’s back to just drinking milk. But he still calls it “chockit”. I’m still pumping for him but not as often. I’ve mostly dropped pumping at bedtime and only pump in the morning when I have to. I get usually between 6-12 ounces in the morning if I do pump, but if I can just nurse Quayd extra, I do that instead.
  • It’s June tomorrow guys. June. I haven’t done a darn thing yet this year. Spring either didn’t happen or I hibernated right through it, I don’t know. But my favorite season is half over and I didn’t even appropriately document it with 8,694 pictures of flowers that I’ll never look through. So that’s disappointing. Hopefully we get to go on vacation or something to kind of “use up” some of the good weather. I bought the boys new sand for the sandbox yesterday which is probably as close as we will be getting to the beach anytime soon. DH isn’t going to be doing any long strenuous hikes for awhile either but I’d still relish a drive through the mountains. I think Colorado is calling. 😊
  • Tru and Levi are doing fabulous. Levi is still his charming sweet self, picking flowers for his mommy every few days so I have a continuous supply on my counter. He’s a sweetheart. Tru is becoming this little prankster person and enjoys scaring me and then laughing about it. Delightful child, takes after his father. He has developed this little laugh that he does all the time and it’s infectious. DH laughs every time Tru does. πŸ˜‚ I feel like Tru and Levi are my little bffs now. They love talking about stuff and are way too smart. Smarter than me, by far. Today in a real Napoleon Dynamite moment, Tru asked if the chickens feet are talons. (he’s not familiar with the movie) I’m gonna be laughing about that for a long time….

Flowers from Levi and also paint samples because it’s a great time to remodel the kitchen, right?

Naptime is over so I’m signing off. Until next time, God bless you all. ❀️

DH had his surgery to remove the testicle with the mass on May 21st. We arrived to the hospital at 12pm and surgery took place around 1:15pm. Praise God, I was allowed in the hospital with him before and after and I waited with his parents in the parking lot during the surgery. At 2:20pm the nurse called me to come in and sit with him. They said everything went well and the dr came in to talk with us after that. He believes the mass was contained and we are waiting on pathology results now. The Dr explained that DH does have elevated tumor markers but a negative HCG, which means it’s not likely to be choriocarcinoma, which is a relief.

DH went home with his parents for the night after the surgery and came home the following evening (He wanted to stay longer but I was an emotional wreck without him. I just needed to hold him!) Thankfully his recovery has been smooth and he’s had very little pain whatsoever after the first day. He’s been using ice and took ibuprofen once in the last 3 days. He’s 5 days post op now and worked from home today. It was a little uncomfortable to sit upright as it makes his incision bend but he has spent the evening resting in the recliner and feels pretty good. Definitely anxious to get back to his usual routine and being able to lift the kids again. Thankfully they have all been careful around him and haven’t jumped on him, although I kept a mountain of pillows on him the first few days.

Still hoping and praying for good news! Thankful for DH’s positive outlook and that he’s been pretty much himself with his mood after the first couple days. The first 2 days after were hard for him to process and it was worrying me as I felt him distancing emotionally. But we had some good talks and a quiet day together while his mom and sister watched the 3 older kids and we stayed home with just Quayd. I feel like that day helped us both get back in perspective and afforded us the uninterrupted time to talk about how we felt. It’s tough emotionally, the unknown. And surgery is never easy. But I do believe God has blessed us with peace during this time.

I don’t know how to title this post. I don’t think there is a simple way to title the current chaos of life right now or the emotions that I have.

*Personal information ahead involving anatomy. Possibly disturbing to close family.*

About 2 months ago I noticed a hard mass on DH’s testicle. I immediately knew it wasn’t normal and wasn’t something that should be there. He hadn’t had pain or noticed it himself but he tried to assure me that it was probably just a bruise from where one of the kids accidentally smacked him, but I wasn’t so sure. Bruises aren’t rock hard masses that get larger over time. But this did. Finally I convinced him to see a urologist who, for whatever reason, thought everything seemed normal (😢😢😢😢😢) but sent DH for an ultrasound 3 days later to just make sure.

Side note: I can’t understand how it is possible to think what was going on is normal. I just can’t imagine…

The ultrasound tech immediately saw the swelling but assured DH that he shouldn’t worry and that it looked like a hematoma to her but added that she’s no dr and can’t say for sure. So we drove home feeling relieved but also thinking how odd it was that a hematoma would last so long and wondering if it would need treatment. That evening a nurse called and moved DH’s telehealth visit up 5 days and changed it to in-person instead of a video call. She also instructed him to get bloodwork done so the dr would have the results asap. Obviously we knew at this point that something was up but we hoped the dr was just making sure the “hematoma” was just that, a bad bruise type thing.

DH was able to request prayer at church Sunday and on Monday we headed to his appointment and the nurse informed us that normally I wouldn’t be allowed to go back with DH to the exam room but that this was special circumstances. She then went on to say that there was a mass and the dr would be discussing surgery with us. So, in came the dr (with the worst bedside manner, I might add) and informed DH that he highly suspects testicular cancer, the testicle has to come out asap and oh… by the way… he can throw in a vasectomy on the other side while he’s at it if we don’t want more kids. He goes on to say that DH might need chemo but there’s no way of knowing yet and if he does need chemo, that will almost certainly destroy sperm production.*

DH and I were just sitting there trying to process the information but it was really hard and abrupt and it wouldn’t have been any easier if it had been the nicest dr on earth telling us this news, but with this dr it was just so hard to process. He sent us out to the waiting room so the nurse could set up the surgery appointment and at that point DH looked like a sad, lost and confused little boy. It hurt just to look at him and I just couldn’t stop crying. I wanted to be calm and collected (and had tried to prepare myself for this news from the beginning) but it was hard nevertheless. The nurse let us come back to another room to talk about the surgery etc and just have a minute of privacy, which we appreciated.

At home we talked more and DH decided to see another dr who is well liked around this area. That appointment was 4 days later and the dr agreed with the diagnosis (which we expected) and arranged for his colleague (who actually did a cystoscopy for me years ago) to do DH’s surgery. He was able to get him scheduled a day sooner than the first dr and the hospital he uses is only 20 minutes away vs almost 2 hours. So, obviously DH decided to go with him.

The surgery is scheduled for this week and DH is definitely feeling emotional about the whole situation. It’s bad enough to lose a testicle but to also be unsure as to what is going to be the outcome is really hard. Naturally we hope and pray (and appreciate the prayers of everyone else) that the pathology shows its not cancer afterall. And if it is cancer, we hope and pray it hasn’t spread. Even though testicular cancer has a high cure rate, it’s still a scary thing to face and especially knowing that treatment caries unpleasant side effects is hard to bear for both of us.

For me it is so hard to see DH face this situation and know that the most important thing to him is to be healthy so he can take care of his kids. It’s been his main concern this whole time… Will he be able to work? What does he need to get done before he’s unable to lift for awhile? How can he make sure he’s spending enough quality time with all the boys before he has to take a break from playing on the floor with them? (This is unimportant but we had been scheduled for the basement to be dug the week that all this happened and had to tell the contractor to wait. That really was upsetting to DH because he’s been waiting a whole year to start this project and finally the contractor was ready but now it’s not going to happen, at least not for awhile.) It’s all so emotional for me to watch. I feel like I flop back and forth all day between being at peace and taking everything one step at a time or finding myself choking up and dreading seeing DH in pain. I also worry about the boys because even though they don’t know the extent of what is going on past daddy needing to have surgery, I know this is still stressful for their little minds and emotions too.

DH was prayed over at church again this week and I really appreciate our church family letting us know we are not alone. God is already moving in the situation. It may be a small win but our hospital was not allowing anyone but the patient inside. I was supposed to drop DH off at the door and then pick him up at the door when they called me after the surgery was over. But thank God, after many prayers from our friends and family and several calls to various hospital administrators, they finally called me back this evening to say that they will let me come in before and after surgery and wait in the parking lot during. Like I said, its a relatively small thing but it’s a comfort to DH to know that he doesn’t have to be alone.

He said he appreciates all prayers on his behalf. We both do. I love him so much and I hope that this is just a little bump in the road and that he will be back to normal very soon.

*Actually, the testicle which is now the “healthy” one is the side that was previously operated on during our infertility journey. It is assumed to have a lot of scaring around the spermatic cord and likely isn’t a major player in sperm production anyway. We do hope that testosterone production isn’t compromised and that DH will feel the same as usual.

So much going on, it’s downright hilarious. Remember how I posted that we were incubating chicken eggs? Well 9 of them hatched and I gave my brother 6 chicks like I’d promised him. That left us with this huge oddball yellow chick, whom we call Big Bird (all the others were black and yellow) and one chick with a deformed leg, whom we call Peggy and another nondescript chick which still remains nameless. That was almost 3 weeks ago. Here we are awaiting our next hatch (we set 9 eggs this time) which are due to hatch in a few days. Hopefully we will end up with a nice little flock. We intend to use them for eggs.


And then we also bought a goat. A very pregnant goat. She’s due to kid May 10th and from the looks of her belly, it’ll probably be several babies. She’s 5 years old and has had sets of twins, triplets and quads in past years. I have to say, this is my first time raising goats and I’ve been pretty nervous about getting things right. But we’ve had her almost 3 weeks and we’ve really warmed up to eachother now. I daresay I think she even likes me (because I feed her treats… she’s so shallow) and we all like her too. We are anxiously awaiting her babies. And I do mean anxiously. I have things prepped for kidding and I’ve been watching some videos in case she needs assistance but I think she will do fine seeing as she’s had lots of experience. We bought her for milking but we will probably also keep some or possibly all of her babies, depending on if they are does or bucks. This is all new territory for me as I’ve never raised goats. DH did when he was a youngster but they didn’t have dairy goats, so he’s no help in that department. I’ve literally been reading and researching constantly for the last couple months!

I’m finding this way funnier than necessary

Naturally all these animals needed somewhere to live, so DH scrambled to build what we have dubbed “The Gicken Barn”. He started March 27 and he’s pretty much done now. We just need to paint a few things to match our pole barn and put up a fence to keep the chickens safe. Their coop is ready and the goat loves her fancy pen and pasture area. I’m super impressed with DH’s construction abilities. Super.

Levi turned 5 in March and I wrote an update post that I need to upload. I want to also post an interview with him soon. His birthday didn’t go like we had planned but he seemed unconcerned. He loved his gifts that we got him and I made him Ninjago cupcakes. All he’s really been concerned about is how many birthday cards he gets. It’s over a month later and he still asks if he can check the mail for a card Who knew cards would make a kid so happy? He was actually sad that I didn’t get him a card. I still feel bad about that….

Quayd is cruising, crawling, eating everything he shouldn’t eat and turning his nose up at baby food. He’s very very excited to try bites of regular food but he doesn’t eat very much at a time. He has 3 teeth and another almost through. He babbles constantly and I swear he says “mama” for real. πŸ’š The big brothers have accepted him into their “herd” (these goats are getting to my brain) quite well and he’s usually just following them or me around. He crawls so fast! He’s getting really hard to breastfeed as he won’t stay still. He’s basically doing yoga and headstands and crawling away with my boob in his mouth. It’s all a bit traumatic for the old girls and I wonder if our days of breastfeeding are almost behind us. 😒 But first we have to get him eating more food!

Tru and Zane are doing fine also. Tru is taking after DH more and more every day but he has my sense of humor. He’s almost constantly spouting some verbal nonsense that has DH and I rolling. He’s getting so creative with his art and play and game ideas, idk where he gets his smarts and talent from but it’s not me! We went for a mushroom hunting hike today but Tru had one mission – find a salamander. He was turning over every log in the woods and he did indeed find one, much to my surprise. He didn’t have a moment of hesitation before he picked it up and held it for a minute. But don’t worry, he put it back in it’s log home. πŸ™‚

Zane has hit this phase and we’ve dubbed him “The Tod”. In fact, we call him Tod so much that I’m not sure if he knows that’s not his name. He’s just so darn cute and such a cool toddler! Not a day goes by that he doesn’t have DH and I in stitches with his story telling attempts. His eyebrows are so expressive and he!! It’s impossible to not laugh while he tells us how the fish moves it’s mouth, complete with demonstrations and how the dog is “barfing” (barking) and then proceeds to bark himself. Zane is also finally growing physically, so I’m thankful for that! It could be coincidental but I have heard for years that zinc is important for growth and some kids just need more. I started Zane on a children’s zinc supplement and around that time he started eating better and gaining weight. I’m so thankful and I decided to keep him on it for awhile.

Ok, this is getting long so I’ll end for now and hopefully pick up again here soon. I hope everyone is doing well!! I’m still here, still reading your posts but not getting many comments out these days. I miss being on this space more often. I love the interaction! God bless. πŸ’š

Well, actually I don’t know how much of an adventure it’ll be, but we currently have 17 eggs incubating on the kitchen counter. Today is day 3 for 9 of the 17 and when we candled them this evening (which means we turned off the lights and held the eggs up to the flashlight so we could see through them) we saw embryos growing in all 9!! The other 8 eggs will be ready to candle in 2 days, Lord willing. Hoping for a high hatch rate and lots of chicks!!

It only takes 21 days to incubate a chick, so even though I do have to monitor the temp and humidity and turn the eggs every few hours, it’s not too involved. I got the first 9 eggs from a lady down the road who sells eggs. I have bought eggs to eat from her before, so I asked her if they were fertilized and she wasn’t sure if her rooster had been around the hens but I decided to give these eggs a go and yep, the rooster definitely did his thing. πŸ˜‚

The spider shape in the middle is the chick with blood vessels extending outwards

Notice the dark area and light area, the yolk and egg white. You can also just barely make out the air cell at the bottom of the egg. Hopefully this little chick will peck through that in a few weeks and take its first breath.

It’s harder to see in this picture

The second batch of eggs is from my friend who raises chickens. I’m really excited to see what these chicks look like because we definitely have several different breeds going on.

Originally we decided to incubate some eggs as a learning project with the boys. The plan was to give the chicks to my brother since he was going to buy some anyway as he does nearly every year. But he only wants 6 and we have 17 eggs. πŸ˜… The old saying not to count your chicks before they hatch applies but now DH and I are hoping for a high hatch rate and some chicks for us to raise. πŸ€— My family had lots of chickens when I was growing up, so I’m used to raising chickens, we just need to build a coop to keep them safe and warm.

So that’s our little adventure for now. πŸ™‚

Ok, it is definitely WAY beyond time for an update. Quayd is crawling all over the place as of Feb 23 and cut 2 bottom teeth on Feb 24. It’s so cute now that he can chase his brothers down and steal their toys. We just so happened to have influenza A during the week that he perfected his crawling and cut his shiny new teeth. It was an absolutely miserable virus. Like beyond horrible (I’d rather go through childbirth) but thankfully we all came through no worse for wear, although more tired than usual for a couple weeks. The kids were all sick for 2-3 days and then had lingering coughs for awhile. DH and I were hit much harder and it was nearly impossible taking care of all the kids while being sick. It was kind of a matter of which of us was physically able to fight our way out of bed at any given moment to dose the kids with their Motrin, get them drinks and popsicles, wash laundry etc. *Shudder* I gotta stop talking about it now. πŸ˜‚

So, Quayd… He is so hilarious. He laughs constantly and has a great sense of humor. He also has a temper… Boy does he ever! He goes from 0 to 60 darn near instantly and has quite the set of pipes! If Quayd is mad, everyone hears about it. πŸ˜‚

Cousin bonding time with N

Quayd eats solids at least once a day, although he is really not a too excited about purΓ©es. It took a whole month to get him going on eating and I just kept trying every day. I let him stick his fingers in food, hold a spoon, tried pouches, tried feeding him off my finger … I even tried putting baby cereal in a bottle (He still won’t take a bottle) but he just wasn’t interested. We are finally making progress though! Quayd is enjoying tiny pieces of table food, puffs, melts, teething wafers and even a few bites here and there of mixed purΓ©es. He still nurses about every 2 hours during the day, sometimes less often.

Tru drew a mustache and beard on him. These boys!!

Bedtime has been a bit tricky the last month or so. Quayd was sleeping so beautifully but he’s had a bit of trouble sleeping through the night for the last month+. Bedtime is usually around 10-10:30pm. He will almost always wake at 12am to nurse. And then sometimes around 7am and then he will wake up around 10am for the day. But the last few weeks he’s fighting sleep and waking up all.night.long for binky replacement, nursing, cuddling … I’ve been trying to transition him from the co-sleeper by my bed to the pack-and-play across the room but I think the biggest problem is that he needs his own room. I think his biggest barrier to sleep is knowing that I’m right there. That just makes him want to be held and nursed all night. This is what our other kids did when they were ready to move to their own rooms. If we could just get going on the addition we are trying to build on, that would be great! It’s been such a process just getting a contractor and getting the right weather… Someday! (I hope, haha)

So anyway, due to the sleep problems, we have decided to start CIO for bedtime. I’m more than happy to nurse a couple times during the night, but I can’t stay up until 1-2am waiting for him to finally go to sleep for the night, only to be woken up literally 15+ times. The first night of CIO was horrible and I finally caved and laid in my bed by the co-sleeper, at which point he fell asleep quickly. The second night I stayed in the family room until he was asleep. That was much shorter duration of crying. The third night, DH rocked Quayd to sleep at bedtime but by the second wake up of the night (after I nursed him again), I went out to the family room to see if he would CIO without me right there and sure enough, in a few minutes he was sound asleep again. Like I said, I’m his biggest problem when it comes to sleep. He’s too aware of me being right there with a cozy boob. πŸ˜‚

Anyway, if my past experiences with our older kids hold true, the worst of CIO will soon be behind us and we should be close to Quayd at least going to bed easier. I mean, he actually used to fall asleep on his own quite often and I’m not sure at what point we derailed that but hopefully he will be going to sleep and sleeping well again soon regardless of what room he’s in. We need to work on naps too because they are sporadic and very short currently. I’m trying to get naps moved to his pack and play in my room with the fan on for noise so he can sleep better. Currently almost all naps are in mine or DH’s arms which we actually really enjoy but it’s just hard for Quayd to get good sleep that way.

Lots of cousin time

Let’s see, what else is new with Quayd….

  • He is 18.2lbs now
  • Size 3 diapers and 9-12month clothes (he’s tall!)
  • He’s putting everything in his mouth, which is handy when he’s feeding himself but not so great when he’s finding alllll the crumbs and small toys the boys drop.
  • He is really fun and giggly
  • He kicks and waves up a storm when he gets excited
  • He no longer hates baths, thankfully
  • His eczema has improved greatly the last couple weeks and I’m not having to slather him in cream constantly.
  • He loves chewing on his fingers
  • He gives “kisses” and I love it!
  • He loves his brothers so much and they love him. They’re all excited to see eachother every morning and the older boys love helping Quayd out of his sleep sack and leading him to crawl around. It’s so cute! He’s basically just one of the guys now. We are seeing a blossoming relationship between Quayd and Zane and it’s everything I hoped for. ❀️ Zane still hasn’t shown any jealousy toward Quayd, which is amazing to me.

Dear God, thank You for this precious little boy. He’s perfect and beautiful and a blessing to our whole family. Please watch over and protect him in all the things that he does. In Jesus’ name, amen.

We have a traveller, as the boys are calling him. πŸ˜‚ Quayd is rolling all over the place, even making his way into other rooms. He’s gotten his booty in the air too a few times while trying to get on his hands and knees. I foresee a potential early crawler!

This little guy has quite the sense of humor. Everything makes him giggle and I love his laugh! He puts his heart and soul into his laughing and it’s the cutest. πŸ’™ Quayd absolutely loves babbling and “singing” too. He has a loud voice and definitely makes himself heard. Nobody is going to overlook him, even if he is the youngest brother. 🀣

Quayd is now 17lbs (55th %ile) and 27″ long (86th %ile). His head is a little on the small side at 25-35th %ile depending on who measures it. (The dr said 42.25cm and the nurse said 42cm.) Either way, he appears to be developing quite normally, so no worries there. πŸ™‚ The pediatrician recommended starting Quayd on barley cereal and apple prune juice immediately as he has very infrequent bowel movements. He only goes once every 10-14 days or so and always has been this way. He’s not constipated though, so if starting solids and prune juice doesn’t do the trick, he will have to see a GI dr to make sure his bowels are functioning properly. πŸ™ Praying he starts going regularly! We are battling some nasty eczema but I’m feeling hopeful that he will outgrow it like Zane and Levi did. πŸ™‚ For that we are using hydrocortisone cream, eucerin eczema cream and soothems wraps.

Sleep has been really good, although he’s started fighting bedtime the last week or so. I think that’s probably a temporary situation though with him being in a developmental leap currently. He’s typically sleeping from 10:30 or 11pm till 10am or so. Sometimes he nurses at midnight and occasionally wakes to nurse around 6-8am. He naps about 3-4 times a day but he is SUUUUUCH a light sleeper, so he seldom sleeps very long. I’ve started laying him in his bed for naps with his sleep sack on and a fan going. He definitely sleeps better that way. He typically puts himself to sleep and if he cries for more than a minute or two, I go make sure he still has his binky and I’ll rub his head for a minute. It usually doesn’t take him more than 5-10 minutes to fall asleep.

In addition to starting the cereal (which he’s not really swallowing that very well yet, unfortunately) Quayd is still nursing about 8x a day. We have let him taste prune purΓ©e, avocado and potato. His favorite was potato. I’m working on getting him to take a bottle but we haven’t been very successful yet. I need to have a procedure done in March and he won’t be allowed to nurse for awhile, so I REALLY need to get him comfortable with the bottle. I don’t know why we didn’t try it sooner but I definitely think I’d recommend pumping and giving a bottle occasionally from early on because my other babies took bottles great but Quayd thinks it’s the most revolting idea.

As for the rest of us, we are doing alright. I’m still battling the same issues I’ve had since Oct but I finally saw a GI dr who is trying to troubleshoot and help me figure out what is going on. I’m just praying that I’ll be 100% back to normal soon!

My sister is due with her first baby in a couple weeks, so we are really looking forward to that. We had a baby shower for her this week and it was a blast. πŸ™‚ I had a great time planning it and as crazy as it is, I really enjoyed the prep too. DH was able to keep the kids out of my hair for the most part and my little sis L and I had some quality time while she helped me prep food and flowers.


I can’t believe it’s been nearly a year since we decided to stay put and build on but we still haven’t started building on yet. It’s ridiculous! Our basement guy who was supposed to start in July 2019 and then Aug ended up not being able to take on the job. So we had to find another contractor and he has agreed to start in late April or May. Really hoping we get the addition done this year! We are definitely needing the space!

Homeschooling is well underway and I’m afraid to get too confident but so far, so good. Tru is bored with kindergarten material so I’m switching him to 1st grade. Levi is doing great with preschool and I’m going to let him try a kindergarten workbook that he’s been begging to do. He definitely has a better grasp of phonics than I realized and is my “I know, I know…. You don’t have to explain” kid. πŸ˜‚

I am so grateful to be at this point in my life. I never would have imagined I’d be here today with FOUR sons, just struggling (in a good way) to keep my head above water with the house and cooking and schooling and taking care of babies…. DH and I just look at eachother and go “When did this happen? HOW did this happen??” and the only answer that makes any sense is, God. Cause remember? We can’t have kids!! God has blessed us and I never want to fail to give Him the praise for doing the impossible in our lives. I’m thankful for every bit of it.

Dear God, thank You for Quayd and for all of our boys. Thank You for Your blessings on us. Please watch over and protect these little ones and help us with raising them up to be strong and contributing members of society and men of God. In Jesus’ name, amen.

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