Well, today was one of those days. We all have them, you know. Ezra was up at 1:15 am, which was normal. Then, Caleb was up at 2 am to go potty, then 2:15 am to blow his nose, then at 3 something am to tell me he had a bad dream. Then Ezra got up to eat again at 4 am, which is again, pretty normal. But he didn't want to go back to sleep. So at 5 am, I just brought him into the bed with me and he fell asleep. But alas, Caleb was up again at 6 am to go potty, and left his door open, so Noah got up and started getting into trouble in the living room. I came to get him, and Noah threw a fit, so he ended up screaming in his crib for a while. Then everyone decided it was time to start the day!
After breakfast we were getting ready for a walk, and Emma got into trouble for using unkind words with Mama after I asked her to change. Then, Caleb threw a big fit and ended up on his bed (which was all for nothing, because all I was going to do was ask him to flush the toilet, but he assumed he must be in trouble so opted for crying on the floor).
The walk was a nice break, but I decided we all needed a do-over. So, since my mom was babysitting the cousins, I thought I would take the kids over to Grandma's, which they love, and then take the big kids to the library to choose some Thanksgiving books. When we got to the library, it was closed!!! By this time, you just have to laugh. I mean, really. But, my mom ever-so-kindly made us all lunch, and we had some fun on starfall.com, and then came home for rest time.
After dinner, Ben had to go to work (it's night shift week!). A friend came by to bring over some hand-me-down clothes, and her two kids were playing with all of mine. In the next 30 minutes, Caleb hurt his ear, Emma cut her gums and was bleeding, Ezra was screaming to be fed, and Noah did this:
TWICE. They took the sink out of the play kitchen, and Noah climbed into the cabinet below the sink opening, and stuck his head and arms up through the opening. You can't see in the picture, but there is a microwave above his head, so you can't pick him up through the opening (not that he would have fit that way!). The only choice was to go back down through the opening.
The first time I helped him out (and told him not to do it again). The second time I took pictures and told him he was on his own. He got himself out.
Anyway... today was a day. I can't wait to see what tomorrow has for us...
Caleb and Emma have two new favorite words. "Mysterious" and "suspicious". I have been hearing these a lot. The other day, I made tea for the kids. Caleb told me, "Mom, there is something really mysterious going on here. My tea just keeps getting tastier and tastier as I drink it!!"
They look so much alike sometimes, it is uncanny. It amazes me. Even many of their facial expressions and mannerisms are similar. And yet, God has made them each unique, I am anxious to see what differences and similarities we will see as they grow and change. And even though these pictures don't even do justice to their similarities, I still don't look at Ezra and think, "Oh, Caleb." I look at him and think, "Ezra." =)
My SIL (look at me, trying to be like a pro-blogger, my sister-in-law) reminded me that I needed to post some pictures of Ezra. Tomorrow we go to our appointment to try and get him a birth certificate. Only after running around getting letters and records from his pediatrician and my OB/GYN.
Anyway, at Ezra's one week check-up he had already gained 1/2 a pound, so I think he is doing okay.
He eats every three hours, which means I get up about twice a night. He has been very sweet about going back to sleep after he's done eating. Unfortunately, the big boys have been getting up before 6 am ever since we changed the clocks!! But, we are enjoying our new family addition, and he is doing great!! Daddy's is off starting tomorrow, so we are all looking forward to some time together as a family.
Okay, I usually blog about the kids, or our life in general. Today, you get to read about just one of the crazy things about me. Now, my birthday was in October too (we have a LOT of October birthdays in our family!). So, my MIL (that's blog speak for Mother-in-Law), got me these really cool bamboo pants for my birthday. They are super soft, and black, and I don't know how it happened that I no longer had any black workout pants (I used to be a personal trainer, an aerobic instructor, and I worked at a gym!!). But I really needed these pants, not to mention they are AWESOME. So, I was so excited about this gift. Here's where it gets a bit personal. They were a size Medium. I tried them on that night, and although they were snug, I could get them on, and they looked moderately decent. Fast forward about a week or so, and Ben asks me why I haven't worn my new pants. Well, I wasn't sure if I should keep the medium or exchange for a large. But, I decided to keep the medium, since I can actually wear them right now, and the hope is that I am not going to get larger, but that I will lose at least some of the pregnancy weight and they will fit me better and better. Another couple of days goes by and Ben still hasn't seen me wearing the pants. Then I tell him. I am afraid to wear them because they're nice and I don't want to get them dirty. He laughs and reminds me that they aren't doing anyone any good just sitting in a drawer. So, the other morning, I triumphed over the Psycho Sally in me, even if it was just for one day. We went for a walk. I called Ben to tell him. I wore my new pants. They are awesome.
I have been amazed at how quickly all of you have gotten up your Halloween pictures. I like to lag. =) So, we had a very nice time at the Country Fair at our church. The kids brought home way more candy than they'll ever actually get to eat, (although I am pretty sure I have seen Daddy sneak some here and there!), they enjoyed the bounce house, and I didn't get many pictures because I had to feed Ezra when we got there, and then I was trying to watch in two different directions all night. But, it was a great time for the kids. My mom had bought a big bag of candy for us to pass out (our neighborhood is very popular for trick-or-treating). I didn't think there was any way we would be able to get rid of that candy!! But, between the trick-or-treaters who came while I was getting everyone ready, and the ones that came in the fifteen minutes after we got home from the church... all that candy was gone. Seriously, the streets are lined with cars, people who dropped off their kids and are waiting to pick them back up at 8pm. There was a ton of kids. But, everyone is safe, the kids had a good time, and here's to another year of my least favorite holiday gone by. =)
Caleb is a Knight (big surprise!), Emma is Belle (although with a veil on her head, so maybe she's Belle getting married??) and Noah is what I call Super-Baby. Basically, we didn't have any money to invest into this holiday, so they all wore something that they already had.
Okay, I am continually amazed by the way God has created our bodies, and babies and mommies, there are so many things that have fascinated me this past week and a half. One of the things that they do in the hospital when you have a newborn is administer a Vitamin K shot, which helps newborns with blood clotting. We had decided to go ahead and get the Vitamin K shot (we opted out of the eye goop, and the hep B vaccine) since we knew that Ezra would be getting circumcised. No real medical reason, just thought he would prefer being like Daddy and brothers. Anyway, getting a vitamin K shot proved to be a difficult task. They don't have it at the pediatrician's office, the hospital won't administer it unless we took Ezra to the Emergency Room, and none of the pharmacies carry it. After some further research and a very helpful talk with a midwife, we came to the conclusion that the actual benefits of this shot compared to the risks were not worth all the effort we were going to in order to get Ezra this shot. This is the interesting part:
When babies are born, they do not have the full amount of clotting factor... well, this can be a problem in some babies, but for most, it is not. Our pediatrician explained that it is because they have not yet fully built up the "good bacteria" within their intestinal systems. But listen to this!!! Not only is there a higher concentration of Vitamin K in the colostrum (the stuff just before your milk comes in), but after the first week of life, the baby has built up sufficient amounts of the "good bacteria" to be able to clot on their own. The midwife specifically put it this way, that the baby has sufficient clotting ability by the eighth day. Now, perhaps that isn't super significant yet... but, in Biblical times, boys were circumcised on the eighth day!!!! And, not only did this just completely amaze me, how God perfectly designed that all to fit together, but before knowing any of this information, we had made an appointment to have Ezra's circumcision done, and do you know when his appointment had fallen??? On the EIGHTH day. I'm not even kidding!! Ben and I were talking about how God told the Israelites to circumcise on the eighth day, and He didn't necessarily spell out WHY he told them that, He just expected them to obey. And it was for their good!!
Anyway, I am just in awe of all this, and although it may not interest everyone else the same way, it tickled me enough to blog about it.
P.S. Ezra is doing very well since his circumcision, and healing up just fine. His doctor said there was very little bleeding. Yeah God!