What I Didn’t Expect When I was Expecting

This post isn’t a fun family update, but it’s about our family in the sense that the experiences I have encountered with my boys, and the knowledge I have sought, frequently too late, has culminated in a set of opinions on pregnancy, labor, delivery, and the early days of child rearing. I did some thinking…

The Elijah Cannon: Part 1, Early Labor

Today’s probably not the best day to be writing this.  I think I’m fighting the blues, but I’m not sure what else to do at the moment.  Throughout the weekend of the 9th, I was getting lots of Braxton Hicks (BH) activity, which was really exciting.  I’d gotten some during my first two pregnancies, but…

What’s another word for hindsight?

I know, I know.  I’m slacking.  I’m also typing with a crippled keyboard, which is part of the reason I’m slacking, so if I miss a G, H, or ‘, it’s not that I can’t spell.  My superduper awesome sister is my laptop supplier.  I’m so stoked about this recent addition.  I looks really slick,…

Eureka! I’ve found my floor!

Here we are, home again, with three merry iterations of Christmas sadly behind us. I’ve finally found enough of my floor to justify stopping to update the blog. It was so fantastic to be around family again for a week. We wish we could always be a part of our ‘village.’ Perhaps some day, everything will…

Independence Days

My little guys are growing more independent every day. Ian wants to assemble the turkey sandwiches and cut his own food.  A dozen times a day, we forget some little task he can accomplish himself and he reminds us in panicked staccato, “I want to do it all by myself!” He doesn’t even like to…

Domo Arigato

The boys have been absorbing some of my pregnancy struggles.  Isaac has started grunting with the strain of picking toys up. Yesterday evening, I sunk into a chair for a minute to relax while holding a very sad Isaac. I had put my phone on the armrest, but it had vanished.  I asked Ian, who…

In Our Sleighday

I have approximately 8 weeks of pregnancy left. Yikes. I’m so anxious to meet our new little guy, but I keep reminding myself not to wish time away, because life is much simpler with him in my belly. Plus I’m trying to cram as much playtime in with the boys as I can before I…

Of Ramen Descent?

I had another bizarre-o dream last night (One of the many uber-strange dreams I get when pregnant).  My baby was packaged in one of those blocks of Ramen Noodles and needed to be cooked out.  He didn’t quite cook long enough, so the noodles were still fairly blockish and stiff, so instead of fishing him out…