I am pleased to report that Kirsa has completed the potty training process! (Except nights and naps). One day she wouldn't use the potty - at all - and was completely in diapers. The next - she used the potty, put on underwear, and hasn't had an accident since. Amazing. This girl is really growing up!!
But still, I am excited about this anniversary. Excited that we've been together for so many years. That our marriage is so strong, and still firmly on its strong foundation. That we have been busy building together the life we both dreamt of. That we've been blessed with three amazing, healthy children.
I could ask for nothing more in a perfect husband. He works so hard; he is so smart; he makes good decisions for our family; he is a wonderful, unbelievable father; he is loving, kind, talkative and listening, innovative... I could go on and on and on.
This man I married... I am so blessed. So thankful.
Eight years ago, we had the most beautiful wedding I could have ever imagined. My dress was perfect and I truly looked like a princess. The pictures by the Christmas trees, the friends and family, the service and the reception.
And the most beautiful part of the night - to me - when we left the reception, and the snow was beginning to fall lightly through the black-night sky. We drove on lonely, snowy roads out to our B&B in the middle of no where Montana. I went in to the most old-fashioned and beautiful mansion, and stood there in the lamplight in front of the mirror, exhausted but looking the most beautiful I ever have in my life, while Chris tromped back into the snow to bring in our bags. It is a moment I will never forget. They were the very first moments of our marriage, and they were perfect.
Thank you Chris - not just for our wedding which was like a fairytale, but even more than that - for our fairytale marriage. It is truly one of the greatest blessings of all!
Ingrid is 10 months old today! And this month she has almost had more changes than the last 9 months combined!
Eating: She's been fully on bottles for a while. We still seem to be working things out here. She typically has one bottle in the middle of the night. If it's early in the night (or she sleeps through the night), then she has another bottle at 7:00 when she gets up. But if it's later in the night, like 4-5am, then I typically skip the 7am bottle, because she just isn't terribly hungry then. Then she has bottles before her naps and before bed, and generally I try to feed her a 2oz bottle around 4:30pm, which she may or may not drink. Whether or not she drinks it does not affect how much she drinks at bedtime. It's complicated. At any rate, she probably averages 22-24oz a day. I keep trying to increase that but she won't have it.
She's eating all kinds of solids now, and I've been introducing more and more of our foods. She has fruit + rice cereal for breakfast, a meat/veggie puree and cheese and cheerios for lunch, yogurt at 4pm, and scrambled eggs, cottage cheese, cheerios, and bites of our dinners for dessert. She will drink sips of water from a sippy cup, but isn't interested in drinking a large volume of water.
Sleeping: Whoa. About 10 days ago, we made a major change. Up to this point, she has sometimes cried at sleep times and sometimes not. And sometimes she would cry to sleep and sometimes she would get hysterical and NOT cry to sleep. We had tried before to have her cry to sleep through some of these times, but generally did not let it go on for a super long time before intervening. Well, I decided one night that I was tired of being trapped here at bedtime every night. Chris and I have not been on ONE SINGLE evening date since Ingrid was born, and it's high time we got out again, just the two of us. On top of that, I was SO ready to drop the swing and the swaddle - and so was Ingrid!
So one night we did it - and that was it. It was not pleasant but it was not as bad as previous attempts had been. And from then on, she sleeps in her crib, ALL of the time. At this point, I doubt she'd even find the swing terribly soothing anymore.
She is not swaddled, but wears a large (size 3T) thick fleece jacket and a quilted sleepsack for every nap and night. She seems to like to be VERY warm for sleeping, so she also has two blankets. She is figuring out how to squirm around her crib and get cozy with the bumpers on the sides, and sleep on her side, and her sleep is rapidly improving. Naps for the first week or a little more were quite rough. I stuck VERY strictly to a good schedule, and for the past 3 days, her naps have really extended a lot. She never, ever cries going down for naps. Once every few days, she will cry a little at bedtime, but only 10 minutes max. We are getting there, and it's such a relief! She even slept in the pack'n'play in the basement at church today for the first time!
I find it strange that she never, ever, ever cries when going down for naps. Not once. And when she wakes from naps, she rarely cries. Or if she does, it's just a few minutes. Then she plays quietly and waits for me - even if it's an hour before it's time to get up! She is so quiet, I would not even know she was awake if I didn't have a video monitor.
Schedule: Our schedule has been VERY strict over the past 10 days. We have not left the house (well, Ingrid hasn't) except for brief walks outside during waketimes, until church today. We have followed this schedule with almost no variation. Right now she typically sleeps for 45-75 minutes for the morning nap, and 75-120 minutes for the afternoon nap.
7:00 out of crib, sometimes drink a bottle
dress, breakfast, play
8:40 down for nap
10:40 out of crib
tummy time, lunch, walk, outside time if it's nice, play in living room, play in family room
1:00 down for nap
3:30 out of crib
tummy time, yogurt, outside time, swing relaxing, brief TV time with older kids
dinner, quick walk outside, play in living room
5:55 bath, pajamas
6:15 IN BED
One middle of the night waking, typically between midnight and 6am. Eat, back in crib.
We discovered (the hard way) that the 6:15 bedtime is CRITICAL. 6:14 goes well, 6:18 does NOT. Kirsa went through this last fall as well where bedtime was specific down to the very minute. It's weird, but once you know what that time is, you'll kill yourself to get the kiddo down in time! :)
Skills: Chatter chatter chatter!! She has started babbling with consonants, particularly "ba ba ba" and "da da da" and "bap bap bap". She makes all kinds of mouth noises and interaction/communication noises. She shakes her head NO when she doesn't want something. She makes a hilarious inhaling cooing noise all the time. She laughs and chatters and it is a-dor-a-ble.
She rolls from back to tummy but is not currently interested in rolling from tummy to back. She will spend up to 30 minutes happy on her tummy. She can spin in a circle and push up on all fours, but does not make any real movement to speak of. We keep trying to encourage it. She does NOT like to stand, and pulls her legs up underneath her if you try. She loves to sit and play best of all!
She is very curious and will watch things intently when she's interested. She bangs her hands when she wants something, and whines - she's really got the whining-I-want-that! down pat. She will bang hands back and forth with us like a game too (meaning, I bang my hands on the floor, then she bangs her hands on the floor to copy me).
She is perfectly content in the car at all times. I think she loves to be out and about, doing things. She is cheerful and smiley with strangers - no signs of stranger danger at this particular time.
She still loves Elijah and Kirsa although she sometimes gets a little frustrated when they are in her face too much. I think she will be happy when she can walk and take her own toys back from them when they steal her things away. :)
Overall, she is still a sweet, adorable, and fairly cheerful/relaxed baby most of the time! I am SO glad that basically all of the sleep training is behind us. She goes to bed happy, she gets up happy, there is almost no crying at all around sleeptimes, she is unswaddled, she is in the crib - hallelujah! Eating is progressing as expected and we need to keep introducing more and more "real people foods." She seems a little like Elijah in that she prefers purees over chunky foods so far. We need to get going on the skills - so far she is on the same slower track to crawling that Kirsa followed. Ah well. She will get there!
Happy 10 Months, beautiful, darling Ingrid!! You are SO much fun!
Grandma came to visit last week! We were so happy to have her here. She helped with homeschooling, dishes, laundry, diapers, feeding babies, holding hands, buckling carseats, taking walks, going to church. It was wonderful! She taught Ingrid to kiss her teddy bear, which was beyond hilarious. It was beautiful, warm fall weather and the kids enjoyed playing in a leaf pile that Daddy made. Ingrid's a bit too young for that still so she enjoyed watching the big kids throw leaves around.
Grandma also came to Kirsa's dance class and took lots of pictures of us!
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Mommy: Elijah, what did you do at Kindergarten today?
Elijah: We had PE! And lunch. And recess.
Mommy: Did you do anything else?
Elijah: When I grow up, I want to be an engineer. I will build roads in the mornings, and bridges in the afternoons.
Elijah: Another word for supermilk is cream, but most people call it supermilk.
Elijah: I hurt my toe really bad.
Elijah: Right there.
Daddy: Which toe? You're just pointing at your foot.
Elijah: This toe!
Daddy: You mean your heel?
Elijah: Yeah, that one.
Elijah said to Mommy: Daddy didn't marry someone in Minnesota. Daddy married the prettiest girl in the whole world - he married you!
Elijah was using the word "ugly" tonight so we had a talk about how that's not a nice thing to say.
Mommy: And how do you think people feel when you use that word?
Elijah: They're sad that they're ugly.
Elijah: Everyone's a berry. I'm a cherry, Kirsa's a raspberry, Ingrid's a strawberry, Daddy is a frozen berry and Mommy is hot chocolate!
Elijah: It smells stinky outside. It smells like someone caught a disease.
Daddy (coming home from work conference): Elijah, I got you something in Chicago!
Elijah: Is it cancer?
Mommy: You're being dramatic. It's called being dramatic when you say "we never do this" or "we always do that". You're not the first person to invent being dramatic.
Elijah: Who was?
Me: I don't know.
Elijah: I think Daddy was.
Elijah: Someday we might have four kids in our family. It just depends on how healthy your tummy is. If it's healthy, then a baby might grow in there, but it has to be the right temperature. It has to be 73. My tummy is 73 but I can't grow a baby because I'm a boy. Only girls grow babies in tummies.
As Daddy and Mommy are lifting the very heavy evaporative cooler above our heads into the window of the house, Elijah crawls underneath us against the wall and shouts, "Look out for me! I'm in the way!"
During Elijah's quiet time today, Chris was working in the garage and playing loud music. The garage is directly below Elijah's room. I walked in to his room to find him with his ear pressed to the heating vent in the floor.
Me: What are you doing?
Elijah (astounded): There's someone playing music in there!
Sad to inform him that it was just Daddy in the garage and not some kind of porthole to another world.
Mommy: Here's a white crayon. You can write on an egg.
Elijah: Okay, I am going to write on this egg.
Mommy: What did you write?
Elijah: Mom, me and Kirsa have so much to do. We're so busy. We have to swing for a couple hours, and listen to the wind, and relax, and I have to pull her in the red wagon.
Yesterday - I had not practiced the song with Elijah that the kids were going to sing in front of the church, so Chris was grilling him mercilessly in the car on the way to church. It was a HARD song (crazy big vocabulary words for a 5yo) and they were pretty unhappy together. But Elijah actually learned it and sang it very well in church. At the end of the song, the instant the music ended and there was a silent pause, Elijah cheerfully announced, "See!? I know it!"
Elijah says to Grandpa (while playing outside): Here Grandpa, let me show you what we do when my dad's not looking.
Kirsa, age 2
Kirsa: Let's change my poopy diaper.
Mommy: I like it when you poop in the potty.
Kirsa: I like poop in diapers.
Mommy: Don't forget to eat your pears, Kirsa. They're yummy!
Kirsa: No. Not now, not ever. Never!
Kirsa: I have bare feet.
Me: You have stocking feet. I have bare feet.
Kirsa: Mommy's a bear.
Kirsa singing: Hippery hippery hop, mouse ran up the clock, clock one mouse down, hippery hippery hop.
Kirsa has randomly started adding an "n" in words that have a "gs" at the end. For example, lady bugs is lady bungs. And hot dogs? Yup. That's what was for dinner.
Kirsa: It's nice outside. It's nice and warm armpits.
Kirsa: This one is upside down, and that one is upside up!
Just watched Kirsa chase a bunny all around the swingset (the dumb bunny didn't seem to want to leave the yard...?) She was really good at sneaking up on him by coming around a corner. When she came inside for lunch:
Mommy: You got really close to that bunny. You almost got him.
Kirsa: A sneaky Kirsa catch the bunny!
Kirsa: Ingrid has pretty armpits.
It was so nice on Friday that I put Kirsa in shorts to play outside in the afternoon. On Saturday after her nap, we changed her diaper and then she insisted, "Please wear knees!"
I put Kirsa in her carseat first and she called out, "Don't forget the Ingrid!"
At the beginning of dinner, with a full plate of food, Kirsa picked up a bite and ate it, then shrieked in despair, "Oh no! My fingers are empty!"