After a busy and fun filled summer the kids had their first week of school last week and have entered into the second week today.
So far so good!
Emma likes her 1st grade teacher and is doing really well. I think she tends to respond better to other people teaching her than her own mother! She is reading and doing more math than I thought she could do. She always tells me she doesn't know how to read but this momma caught her reading! Stinker. She is still always on the go and never stops. As soon as her head hits the pillow it's light out. If you don't hurry to say good night then she will be asleep before you get there to tuck her in.
Katelyn is 19 months and a busy bee. She is not thrilled that her brother and sister are now in school. She is absolutely in love with Mickey and Minnie Mouse and now has taken a liking to Dora. We call her the hoarder because she likes to walk around the house with her arms absolutely full of toys! I stopped nursing her at 18 months. I am not weird. I am not insane. :) But it was time for us to end it. She is a easy going baby (Toddler: ahhh) and a true joy to be around.
Nathan has done great at school! He loves his teacher and he really thrives on the set schedule. He acts like a movie star waving and talking to all the teachers and staff and knows their names and room numbers. He is excited that this year might be harder for him. His teacher is talking about getting him into the gifted program this year. He will continue to do PT 2 times in a 6 day cycle and he will also see the school psychiatrist 2 times in a 6 day cycle which is actually more than last year.
The mornings and nights are cooling off and it seems like fall is already in the air! I love this cooler weather. Time sure passes fast with kids. They are growing up very fast.
Time for homework!
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Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts
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Monday, September 9, 2013
Thursday, September 29, 2011
We are Blessed
Well much has happened but it's becoming routine. Nathan is loving school and hasn't really had any incidents. The "incidents" that have popped up have been minor and settled at school. He loves to go and they are trying to challenge him more especially with reading.
Emma has been enjoying ruling the roost while Nathan is gone but today she really missed him. She was being cranky and crying and I asked her what was wrong and she said she had no one to play with. So I stopped my chores and played with her. We colored for a long time together. She kept calling me Nathan by accident ha ha!
We went Monday, the 26th, for an ultrasound. My parents were able to come into the room with me and Chris was there along with Emma and Nathan. It's hard sometimes doing ultrasounds and listening to the heartbeat and NOT thinking about baby #3. I am happy about the little girl doing somersaults in my belly but my heart still aches at times. You never get over the loss of a child no matter if you lose them at 3 months into your pregnancy or when they are older. You learn to cope and you heal.
For my ultrasound this time we were in the very same room as we went into one late morning on January 20th when we were scared. Hopeful. Prayerful. The same room where the tech shook her head and said she was sorry. The same room where we were told our baby had died. I tried not to think of that as I lay on the table Monday. The baby was literally doing flips in the womb and was so active the ultrasound tech said she had a hard time taking measurements because the baby kept moving.
Nathan was devastated and cried when he found out the baby was a girl. He wanted a brother so badly. I had a feeling all along it was a girl and I was right. I have a feeling the baby I lost was a boy... guess I have a 50/50 chance of being right with that too.
Though I would never wish to lose a child, never hope to go through such pain- a part of me is grateful. Don't get me wrong. Like I said I would not choose this. But losing a baby has given me the ability to better understand the loss of a child in the womb. And like any heartache I was given the opportunity to be held by the Savior when I was too weak to even stand.
Like a broken sheep that must be held close to the Shepherd's chest while it begins to mend; I was held tight the Savior. During the times my grief seemed too heavy to bear the Shepherd whispered words to my aching heart. Words meant only for me.
Let me tell you; once you've been broken, once you've been held close by the Shepherd and touched by the Healer; you are never the same. How could you be?
Sometimes my heart aches at the fact that we are preparing a crib for this baby, readying our home, our children, and even clothes for the baby's arrival. This was supposed to be for baby #3. We should have had a nearly two month old keeping us awake at night but instead I am 5, almost 6, months pregnant with baby #4.
And I am smitten. Every roll, every kick, every time I hear her precious heart beating with that Doppler I am grateful. We can't think what MIGHT have been. We can only move forward. I know I will see baby #3 in heaven one day. I am certain of it.
We are blessed.
Emma has been enjoying ruling the roost while Nathan is gone but today she really missed him. She was being cranky and crying and I asked her what was wrong and she said she had no one to play with. So I stopped my chores and played with her. We colored for a long time together. She kept calling me Nathan by accident ha ha!
We went Monday, the 26th, for an ultrasound. My parents were able to come into the room with me and Chris was there along with Emma and Nathan. It's hard sometimes doing ultrasounds and listening to the heartbeat and NOT thinking about baby #3. I am happy about the little girl doing somersaults in my belly but my heart still aches at times. You never get over the loss of a child no matter if you lose them at 3 months into your pregnancy or when they are older. You learn to cope and you heal.
For my ultrasound this time we were in the very same room as we went into one late morning on January 20th when we were scared. Hopeful. Prayerful. The same room where the tech shook her head and said she was sorry. The same room where we were told our baby had died. I tried not to think of that as I lay on the table Monday. The baby was literally doing flips in the womb and was so active the ultrasound tech said she had a hard time taking measurements because the baby kept moving.
Nathan was devastated and cried when he found out the baby was a girl. He wanted a brother so badly. I had a feeling all along it was a girl and I was right. I have a feeling the baby I lost was a boy... guess I have a 50/50 chance of being right with that too.
Though I would never wish to lose a child, never hope to go through such pain- a part of me is grateful. Don't get me wrong. Like I said I would not choose this. But losing a baby has given me the ability to better understand the loss of a child in the womb. And like any heartache I was given the opportunity to be held by the Savior when I was too weak to even stand.
Like a broken sheep that must be held close to the Shepherd's chest while it begins to mend; I was held tight the Savior. During the times my grief seemed too heavy to bear the Shepherd whispered words to my aching heart. Words meant only for me.
Let me tell you; once you've been broken, once you've been held close by the Shepherd and touched by the Healer; you are never the same. How could you be?
Sometimes my heart aches at the fact that we are preparing a crib for this baby, readying our home, our children, and even clothes for the baby's arrival. This was supposed to be for baby #3. We should have had a nearly two month old keeping us awake at night but instead I am 5, almost 6, months pregnant with baby #4.
And I am smitten. Every roll, every kick, every time I hear her precious heart beating with that Doppler I am grateful. We can't think what MIGHT have been. We can only move forward. I know I will see baby #3 in heaven one day. I am certain of it.
We are blessed.
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