Thursday, June 28, 2012
Pruney
Been in the tub for over an hour. I think I am sufficiently pruney. Well that and my wine is all gone. :(
A small request
This is my chunky monkey. Our little stinker!! He is full of life and loves to laugh and smile and play. His latest passion is Thomas the Tank Engine. I'm sure one day in the FAR distant future, we'll miss watching those episodes. But right now they are endless!! :D
First off, I want to thank any and all of our friends for your thoughts and concerns surrounding Kiefer's surgery. Everything went off without a hitch. I do believe there may have been a small over sight though. No one told Kiefer he was having surgery and was supposed to take it easy afterwards. By the same afternoon, he was jumping on the bed like the little monkey he is!
We're going down another road of health concerns with him now though. It is nothing life threatening, nothing serious. But any health concern is just that - a concern. So while I don't feel comfortable unloading on the www, I do feel comfortable asking you my friends, to say a few prayers for our little monkey. Like I said, nothing life threatening, but life 'altering' all the same.
Thanks in advance. Make it a great long weekend!!
Much love,
Krista
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Little Bum!!
Sorry if my recent posts caused any confusion. Apparently my little monkey man has figured out my blogging app on my phone!! LOL
And for all of you wondering if I've lost my mind in Draw Something - he's figured out that one too.
I've been meaning to put a post up. Thinking of the different things I would write, but I guess Kiefer took over for me!!
Back to downloading and creating Parker's newest Birthday Invitation. I'll post that on here when it's done.
And for all of you wondering if I've lost my mind in Draw Something - he's figured out that one too.
I've been meaning to put a post up. Thinking of the different things I would write, but I guess Kiefer took over for me!!
Back to downloading and creating Parker's newest Birthday Invitation. I'll post that on here when it's done.
Friday, June 15, 2012
FAA - Facebook Addicts Annonymous
I think I should start this group. It seriously IS an addiction for some people. It's only been a day and I can already see the signs of the addiction. This morning the first thing I did was reach for my phone. I did the obligitory "slide to unlock" and instinctively my thumb went to where the Facebook icon once sat. Nope not there anymore. But the good news is Blogger has an iPhone app, and that is now the icon that replaces Facebook.
Not ONE email from Facebook in over a day. How liberating. And instead I'm motivated to blog, to reflect on my day and MOST importantly save those precious moments that I share with my boys.
My days at home are numbered. While part of me is excited and anxiously awaits this new adventure, other parts of me are wanting to cling to what I know. The safehaven of my home and the love of my boys.
But my home will await me every night when I return, the the love of my boys I carry with me everywhere I go. If not in anything else but in that new small orange icon on my phone.
Not ONE email from Facebook in over a day. How liberating. And instead I'm motivated to blog, to reflect on my day and MOST importantly save those precious moments that I share with my boys.
My days at home are numbered. While part of me is excited and anxiously awaits this new adventure, other parts of me are wanting to cling to what I know. The safehaven of my home and the love of my boys.
But my home will await me every night when I return, the the love of my boys I carry with me everywhere I go. If not in anything else but in that new small orange icon on my phone.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Facebook Hiatus
Chances are if you're reading this, you're here because you have seen my current Facebook status announcing my hiatus.
I'm a Facebook addict. I know it. Others know it, by the frequency of my posts. I've been a stay at home mom (SAHM) while consulting for the last SEVEN years. Seven years is an incredibly long time to be doing anything. There are hardly any of us who can say they've been at the same job for the last seven years. I admit, there are 'lifers' out there, but for the most part, we're in an era of change. Moving forward, changing jobs, getting promoted. There are no promotions staying at home. There are also no vacation days, no sick days, no lunch breaks, no coffee breaks. You're on call 24/7. It's a tough job. It's also a GREAT job. I've seen every first step. I've heard every first word. I've taught milestones, witnessed them and in some lucky cases even had the chance to document them here or in photos. I'm NOT complaining. But I am ready to move on to the next chapter in my life.
Facebook has been a GREAT way for me to keep in touch with the 'adult' world. I've reconnected with old friends, I've made new friends, I've enjoyed jokes and laughs, I've shared in sadness with others - for me it has kept me sane in feeling like I was normal and there were other adults out there feeling my plight.
The time has come, however, for me to change how I use Facebook. Change my usage and focus on other things in life. I love blogging. I love writing out the days events, sharing the hilarity of my boys. Please feel free to follow me along in life here. I'll log into Facebook every now and then but for the most part, it will be something that is phased out.
My focus now is going to be my career, my boys and my relationship with God.
I hope you all keep in touch.
Much love,
Krista
I'm a Facebook addict. I know it. Others know it, by the frequency of my posts. I've been a stay at home mom (SAHM) while consulting for the last SEVEN years. Seven years is an incredibly long time to be doing anything. There are hardly any of us who can say they've been at the same job for the last seven years. I admit, there are 'lifers' out there, but for the most part, we're in an era of change. Moving forward, changing jobs, getting promoted. There are no promotions staying at home. There are also no vacation days, no sick days, no lunch breaks, no coffee breaks. You're on call 24/7. It's a tough job. It's also a GREAT job. I've seen every first step. I've heard every first word. I've taught milestones, witnessed them and in some lucky cases even had the chance to document them here or in photos. I'm NOT complaining. But I am ready to move on to the next chapter in my life.
Facebook has been a GREAT way for me to keep in touch with the 'adult' world. I've reconnected with old friends, I've made new friends, I've enjoyed jokes and laughs, I've shared in sadness with others - for me it has kept me sane in feeling like I was normal and there were other adults out there feeling my plight.
The time has come, however, for me to change how I use Facebook. Change my usage and focus on other things in life. I love blogging. I love writing out the days events, sharing the hilarity of my boys. Please feel free to follow me along in life here. I'll log into Facebook every now and then but for the most part, it will be something that is phased out.
My focus now is going to be my career, my boys and my relationship with God.
I hope you all keep in touch.
Much love,
Krista
Saturday, June 2, 2012
A Perfect Breastfeeding Moment
I enjoy breastfeeding. Actually I love it. I feel like for me, I bond with my boys, it puts me in a position to spend some real quality time with them. It's forced me to be close to them, in a lot of instances, when a bottle would be more convenient, but then that special time would be lost. I have breast fed for a combined total of almost 5 years. 5 YEARS I have been cuddling close with my boys and nourishing them from my own body. I just think it's a blessing and AMAZING.
I've had a few interesting breastfeeding moments. I was eating a local restaurant, sitting on the inside of a booth and started nursing my first born son, under a blanket. I was asked by the waitress to take my 3 month old to the washroom to nurse him. I nicely replied, I'll nurse my son in the bathroom when they start serving THEIR customers in the bathroom. Did she really expect me to feed my son where people relieve their bowels? EW. GROSS.
I went to the Samco toy sale when Kiefer was only 1 month old. Of course, as we stood in the LONG line up to get to the check out, Kiefer wakes up and decides he's hungry. One month old's do not wait. Even for long line ups when you are 3 people away from the cash. So I did what any mother would do, I held him close, and discreetly started nursing him - while NOT giving up my spot in line. A woman came over to me and started commenting on how sweet my little baby was. She started to look closer at his head and face and then quickly took a step back saying, "oh dear, I'm sorry I didn't realize you were nursing!". I really enjoyed this moment because I hear of all the nasty comments people make about public breastfeeding and here this woman had to walk RIGHT up to me to fully realize what I was doing.
FYI. Some of us ARE discreet. We don't need to remove our top and flash our boobs to the room to get some nourishment into our babies. As a matter of fact, we want you staring at our boobs just as much as we want a PAP smear.
My favorite, and by far, BEST breastfeeding moment happened yesterday. Kiefer, our two year old, had to have some minor surgery. After the surgery we were escorted to the recovery room to be reunited with our little baby. Upon seeing us, Kiefer got really upset. I quickly asked the nurse if I could breastfeed him and she enthusiastically said yes.
*First great thing: she was enthusiastic about me nursing my 2 year old son.
The 2 nurses helped us get him out of bed without tangling his IV, and they quickly whisked away his bed and brought in a BIG comfy chair for us to sit and nurse in.
*Second GREAT thing: they were very accommodating making us comfortable to nurse.
We sat, very comfortably, in our big chair nursing. I was skin to skin with my baby and he was extremely content and relaxed. Next door, however, there was another little guy, same age, who just got out of surgery, who was losing his mind. He was crying so hard he was gagging and almost making himself sick. We could hear through the curtain, 2 nurses and his mother trying to calm him down and get him ready to go home. He probably could have gone home sooner, but he was so upset they really couldn't do their job and get his IV out, and do the necessary paperwork. We heard the nurses say they were just going to leave him for a bit and maybe he would calm down with just his mother there. They started to walk away and all of the sudden they were in our curtained room. The two nurses both let out a sigh almost in unison and then one of them exclaimed, "it's so peaceful in here" motioning to me nursing my son.
****AWESOME MOMENT****
THIS is the sort of moment that should be portrayed on the cover of a national magazine. Extended nursing is not freakish. It's not SO granola (I should know...there's not much else about me that is 'granola'). It's NOT abnormal. It IS normal and natural. God made my body this way for a reason. And that reason has never been more apparent in that small moment. My baby, my 31 month old boy, was resting calmly, happily and was TOTALLY reassured that I was there for him. His blood pressure was normal, his heart rate strong but easy and he was exactly as the nurse stated, "peaceful". All this with the simple act of nursing him.
Our nursing relationship is slowing coming to an end. I'm so happy we held on long enough to have this moment. In 5 years of nursing, this will forever be my favorite moment.
I only hope other's can come to accept extended nursing as a natural and 'peaceful' process like the nurses we encountered did.
I've had a few interesting breastfeeding moments. I was eating a local restaurant, sitting on the inside of a booth and started nursing my first born son, under a blanket. I was asked by the waitress to take my 3 month old to the washroom to nurse him. I nicely replied, I'll nurse my son in the bathroom when they start serving THEIR customers in the bathroom. Did she really expect me to feed my son where people relieve their bowels? EW. GROSS.
I went to the Samco toy sale when Kiefer was only 1 month old. Of course, as we stood in the LONG line up to get to the check out, Kiefer wakes up and decides he's hungry. One month old's do not wait. Even for long line ups when you are 3 people away from the cash. So I did what any mother would do, I held him close, and discreetly started nursing him - while NOT giving up my spot in line. A woman came over to me and started commenting on how sweet my little baby was. She started to look closer at his head and face and then quickly took a step back saying, "oh dear, I'm sorry I didn't realize you were nursing!". I really enjoyed this moment because I hear of all the nasty comments people make about public breastfeeding and here this woman had to walk RIGHT up to me to fully realize what I was doing.
FYI. Some of us ARE discreet. We don't need to remove our top and flash our boobs to the room to get some nourishment into our babies. As a matter of fact, we want you staring at our boobs just as much as we want a PAP smear.
My favorite, and by far, BEST breastfeeding moment happened yesterday. Kiefer, our two year old, had to have some minor surgery. After the surgery we were escorted to the recovery room to be reunited with our little baby. Upon seeing us, Kiefer got really upset. I quickly asked the nurse if I could breastfeed him and she enthusiastically said yes.
*First great thing: she was enthusiastic about me nursing my 2 year old son.
The 2 nurses helped us get him out of bed without tangling his IV, and they quickly whisked away his bed and brought in a BIG comfy chair for us to sit and nurse in.
*Second GREAT thing: they were very accommodating making us comfortable to nurse.
We sat, very comfortably, in our big chair nursing. I was skin to skin with my baby and he was extremely content and relaxed. Next door, however, there was another little guy, same age, who just got out of surgery, who was losing his mind. He was crying so hard he was gagging and almost making himself sick. We could hear through the curtain, 2 nurses and his mother trying to calm him down and get him ready to go home. He probably could have gone home sooner, but he was so upset they really couldn't do their job and get his IV out, and do the necessary paperwork. We heard the nurses say they were just going to leave him for a bit and maybe he would calm down with just his mother there. They started to walk away and all of the sudden they were in our curtained room. The two nurses both let out a sigh almost in unison and then one of them exclaimed, "it's so peaceful in here" motioning to me nursing my son.
****AWESOME MOMENT****
THIS is the sort of moment that should be portrayed on the cover of a national magazine. Extended nursing is not freakish. It's not SO granola (I should know...there's not much else about me that is 'granola'). It's NOT abnormal. It IS normal and natural. God made my body this way for a reason. And that reason has never been more apparent in that small moment. My baby, my 31 month old boy, was resting calmly, happily and was TOTALLY reassured that I was there for him. His blood pressure was normal, his heart rate strong but easy and he was exactly as the nurse stated, "peaceful". All this with the simple act of nursing him.
Our nursing relationship is slowing coming to an end. I'm so happy we held on long enough to have this moment. In 5 years of nursing, this will forever be my favorite moment.
I only hope other's can come to accept extended nursing as a natural and 'peaceful' process like the nurses we encountered did.
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