Madeline has begun moving. She isn't quite crawling, though she does get up on her hands and knees quite easily. On Sunday, I was in the kitchen with Phillip and she was on the middle of the living room floor, she decided she wanted to be in the kitchen with us and made her way over entirely on her own. We were amazed at the distance she went. Her hair is still adorably curly on top. She's also getting quite a temper!
I've decided it is long past time to begin working with Mariana on her alphabet. As soon as I get my printer cartridge replaced I will be printing out some flashcards and other pre-school materials that I found online. Until then we have some books and such that we will make use of. She knows R, O, and X. Why those three I do not know. She can count to 17 quite consistently and understands the concept of counting things versus just saying the numbers. She has a temper as well. She also is quite a firecracker, my little miss. She has developed the habit of being slightly rude to her father, which we are correcting every time. You've got to love that stage when they begin to truly assert themselves, lol.
I once again have Lily in my care. I've recovered enough from my shoulder injury, Vickie went home, etc. She's doing well with me, of course. She is also getting mobile, so my job is now both easier and more difficult. Maddy and Lily can both move. Positives: They can entertain themselves better, they can move to get things that they accidently put out of their reach, they can move on to other toys if they get bored. Negatives: They can move, lol... Now, if Mariana brings toys onto the living room floor I have to make sure no small parts have been brought out unless I sit right there with them. I, of course, watch them quite closely, but there are bathroom breaks, lunch cooking, and house straightening moments when they are not in my line of sight every second.
We got great news last week. Phillip will be fine for work next year. There was some minor fear about them not renewing his contract since he isn't completely finished with his professional certification. He will need 1 more college credit, which he will get next fall. But he has been informed by his boss and administration, that all is well and he will be fine next year. There's some stress that is gone.
Oh and lastly, that paper I finished in my last post. I got an A. I kicked its butt, basically.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Done!
Well, it isn't the best paper I've ever written, but my poetry essay is completed. For any who may be interested, you can read it here.
I have not informed all of you of the latest in my life. Three weeks ago, I fell and hurt my shoulder. I tore some cartilage in my right shoulder and begin physical therapy this Tuesday. It it not really as big a deal as it seems. It only hurts when I over exert myself or when I have been doing a lot of stuff that requires me to lift or move, and even then it only really hurts at the end of the day. According to the doctor, Ibuprophen is my friend.
Mariana has turned three. Her birthday was the 8th of this month. My little baby girl is 3. I found myself reading some of my older blogs and laughing and crying about how much she's changed in just these 3 short years. There is an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse where Daisy does a dance for a talent show. Mariana memorized the dance the first time she saw it. I keep looking at her and trying to figure out when she got so big.
I have not informed all of you of the latest in my life. Three weeks ago, I fell and hurt my shoulder. I tore some cartilage in my right shoulder and begin physical therapy this Tuesday. It it not really as big a deal as it seems. It only hurts when I over exert myself or when I have been doing a lot of stuff that requires me to lift or move, and even then it only really hurts at the end of the day. According to the doctor, Ibuprophen is my friend.
Mariana has turned three. Her birthday was the 8th of this month. My little baby girl is 3. I found myself reading some of my older blogs and laughing and crying about how much she's changed in just these 3 short years. There is an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse where Daisy does a dance for a talent show. Mariana memorized the dance the first time she saw it. I keep looking at her and trying to figure out when she got so big.
Maddy is still growing too fast. She's so pretty and sweet. She is going through what I hope is a short phase with separation anxiety. If Mommy goes out of sight, Maddy goes crazy. Madeline is calmer and happier than Mariana was as an infant, as long as I am there, lol. She still is not really making any attempts toward mobility, but she certainly does prefer standing over sitting and tummy time. If you are sitting down and she's on your lap, she'll be leaning against you on her feet as opposed to sitting there.
I am so very proud of both of my girls!
Friday, February 15, 2008
Grieving for what I didn't know...
Today was Grandpa Bauer's inurnment. Phillip, I, and the girls were present. I found myself wishing I had known him somewhat better while watching the military ceremony. As I watched his grandchildren, children, friends and family celebrate his life, I felt slightly saddened. I suppose that this is a normal reaction. What came with it, however, bothered me greatly. I have been part of Phillip's family for quite some time. I feel as close to his grandparents as I do to my own and as close to his parents as I do to my own. As I stood there wishing I had known his grandfather better, I found myself feeling quite sad and angry. It brought back memories and feelings I had not recognized in myself about my own grandfathers' passings.
My father's father passed away when I was eight years old. He was my Godfather, and what memories I have of him are of a loving man who cared for his family to the best of his ability. I do remember every Sunday before sending us to church with Grandma, he's make the world's best french toast, not covered in syrup but in plain sugar. To this day, I eat my French toast with sugar instead. On Saturday mornings, I'd watch cartoons and he'd be snoozing on the couch, snoring, and my brother would change the channel to wrestling at 11... My Pop Pop would immediately awaken, "Hey turn off that wrastlin, me and my granddaughter were watchin the film funnies." But, we moved when I was barely six years old, and I remember feeling like I didn't have the right to be sad when he died, that he was my cousin's grandfather more than mine.
My mother's father passed away when I was around 12 or 13. I find it difficult to pinpoint the exact year. I called him Gramps. He died of cancer, and had suffered greatly for a number of years. His passing was welcomed by the family, and all were relieved that he was finally moving on and released from all the pain he had endured. My mother, brother, and I were in Maryland for nearly a month by the time Gramps had died. He passed away on the last day of school up there. Everyone had taken the day off of work for some reason, all feeling as though they should. My mother and her siblings took turns at his bedside all day, and at some point everyone had left the room. I was sitting on the front porch and got thirsty, his bed was situated in the living room where the Hospice nurse had orchestrated for his care. I got up to go into the kitchen to get myself something to drink. When I opened the door, I looked at my grandfather's bed and saw him asleep on his bed. As I watched, he inhaled deeply and his chest rose and fell for the last time. I said to my aunt on the porch behind me, "Grandpa stopped breathing." I was sent to the elementary school to keep the children from coming home until his body was removed. Primarily speaking of the kindergarten children. After, I went to pick up Amy with her mother. Amy and I had known each other since birth and her home became a haven to avoid the sickness in my grandparents house that summer. I was asked by Mrs. Patty not to tell Amy about my grandfather's passing, just as I had to act like there was nothing going on in front of the children when I walked up to their school earlier that day. In the van, on the way back from Amy's middle school, my silence was remarked upon by Amy, and Mrs. Patty informed her that "Mr. Skip died." Amy immediately began sobbing these heartrenching sobs. I was so jealous of her. She could cry for my grandfather. Again, I felt as though I did not have the right to.
It bothered me so much to stand there and watch as another grandfather's life was celebrated and his death was grieved and know that, once again, I knew him so little compared to those around me.
I know today's blog is somewhat less than upbeat. I do apologize for this. Thankfully, because of my Christian upbringing, though I may have these feelings on occasion, I do know that all of these men have moved on to a better place and that their lives and their deaths should be celebrated for that reason. However, it is difficult to not mourn what could have been.
On a much more positive note... As we were walking back toward the cars. Mariana was walking hand in hand with her Pong and Ping. I watched them swing her and the joy she was feeling being with them was quite evident. It warmed my heart greatly to know that she would feel a closeness with both of her grandfathers that I somewhat missed in my life.
My father's father passed away when I was eight years old. He was my Godfather, and what memories I have of him are of a loving man who cared for his family to the best of his ability. I do remember every Sunday before sending us to church with Grandma, he's make the world's best french toast, not covered in syrup but in plain sugar. To this day, I eat my French toast with sugar instead. On Saturday mornings, I'd watch cartoons and he'd be snoozing on the couch, snoring, and my brother would change the channel to wrestling at 11... My Pop Pop would immediately awaken, "Hey turn off that wrastlin, me and my granddaughter were watchin the film funnies." But, we moved when I was barely six years old, and I remember feeling like I didn't have the right to be sad when he died, that he was my cousin's grandfather more than mine.
My mother's father passed away when I was around 12 or 13. I find it difficult to pinpoint the exact year. I called him Gramps. He died of cancer, and had suffered greatly for a number of years. His passing was welcomed by the family, and all were relieved that he was finally moving on and released from all the pain he had endured. My mother, brother, and I were in Maryland for nearly a month by the time Gramps had died. He passed away on the last day of school up there. Everyone had taken the day off of work for some reason, all feeling as though they should. My mother and her siblings took turns at his bedside all day, and at some point everyone had left the room. I was sitting on the front porch and got thirsty, his bed was situated in the living room where the Hospice nurse had orchestrated for his care. I got up to go into the kitchen to get myself something to drink. When I opened the door, I looked at my grandfather's bed and saw him asleep on his bed. As I watched, he inhaled deeply and his chest rose and fell for the last time. I said to my aunt on the porch behind me, "Grandpa stopped breathing." I was sent to the elementary school to keep the children from coming home until his body was removed. Primarily speaking of the kindergarten children. After, I went to pick up Amy with her mother. Amy and I had known each other since birth and her home became a haven to avoid the sickness in my grandparents house that summer. I was asked by Mrs. Patty not to tell Amy about my grandfather's passing, just as I had to act like there was nothing going on in front of the children when I walked up to their school earlier that day. In the van, on the way back from Amy's middle school, my silence was remarked upon by Amy, and Mrs. Patty informed her that "Mr. Skip died." Amy immediately began sobbing these heartrenching sobs. I was so jealous of her. She could cry for my grandfather. Again, I felt as though I did not have the right to.
It bothered me so much to stand there and watch as another grandfather's life was celebrated and his death was grieved and know that, once again, I knew him so little compared to those around me.
I know today's blog is somewhat less than upbeat. I do apologize for this. Thankfully, because of my Christian upbringing, though I may have these feelings on occasion, I do know that all of these men have moved on to a better place and that their lives and their deaths should be celebrated for that reason. However, it is difficult to not mourn what could have been.
On a much more positive note... As we were walking back toward the cars. Mariana was walking hand in hand with her Pong and Ping. I watched them swing her and the joy she was feeling being with them was quite evident. It warmed my heart greatly to know that she would feel a closeness with both of her grandfathers that I somewhat missed in my life.
Monday, January 28, 2008
The Latest at Home
So... Mariana has finally fully recovered from her stomach virus. It was a gross experience. Eventually, I did end up taking her to the pediatrician, just to be sure that she was ok and to be sure that it was, in fact, JUST a stomach virus. She handled it quite well, recovered nicely, and, thankfully, no one else caught it.
School is going well. I am currently writing my first paper. It is about John Donne's usage of imagery in his love poetry (mostly discussing "The Sun Rising" and "The Good Morrow") and how the persona in these specific poems creates a microcosm of their love and relationship. More or less, that's it with that. I feel rather confident in my classes this semester, and I believe I will do quite well. Phillip has been ever supportive and helpful. His classes are also going quite well.
I've begun keeping Lily during the week. That has been surprisingly easy to transition into. The easiest and most difficult part of my day is nap times. Lily and Maddy somehow ended up on the exact same schedule before I ever began watching Lily. They both nap between 8:30 AM and 9 and again sometime around noon. This means that i have two tired 6 month olds at the exact same moment. Both refuse to go to sleep on their own and require love and affection to take them to dreamland: which means that I have one cranky crier until the other falls asleep. But, they are always asleep at the same time which makes the hour that they are asleep that much more worth the effort of getting them to sleep. It has been fun and enjoyable having her in addition to my two.
I've also seen Mariana open up and begin playing with Lily in the same ways she plays with Maddy, which has been fun to see. She treats her as an additional little sister, and she plays with her and entertains her. She has been very helpful and sweet.
Maddy is getting rather big quickly. The other day, Lily was sitting in the walker and Maddy was showing interest in seeing the tray so I took her over to it and she grabbed the tray to the walker and stood there by herself while I let go. Later, I demonstrated this to Phil and Madeline stood there for a full 5 minutes.
That's pretty much all that is new for now. I'll try to write again this week.
School is going well. I am currently writing my first paper. It is about John Donne's usage of imagery in his love poetry (mostly discussing "The Sun Rising" and "The Good Morrow") and how the persona in these specific poems creates a microcosm of their love and relationship. More or less, that's it with that. I feel rather confident in my classes this semester, and I believe I will do quite well. Phillip has been ever supportive and helpful. His classes are also going quite well.
I've begun keeping Lily during the week. That has been surprisingly easy to transition into. The easiest and most difficult part of my day is nap times. Lily and Maddy somehow ended up on the exact same schedule before I ever began watching Lily. They both nap between 8:30 AM and 9 and again sometime around noon. This means that i have two tired 6 month olds at the exact same moment. Both refuse to go to sleep on their own and require love and affection to take them to dreamland: which means that I have one cranky crier until the other falls asleep. But, they are always asleep at the same time which makes the hour that they are asleep that much more worth the effort of getting them to sleep. It has been fun and enjoyable having her in addition to my two.
I've also seen Mariana open up and begin playing with Lily in the same ways she plays with Maddy, which has been fun to see. She treats her as an additional little sister, and she plays with her and entertains her. She has been very helpful and sweet.
Maddy is getting rather big quickly. The other day, Lily was sitting in the walker and Maddy was showing interest in seeing the tray so I took her over to it and she grabbed the tray to the walker and stood there by herself while I let go. Later, I demonstrated this to Phil and Madeline stood there for a full 5 minutes.
That's pretty much all that is new for now. I'll try to write again this week.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
The Joys of Motherhood, lol...
This semester is extremely busy for Phillip and myself. I'm taking 2 college classes and he has to finish up some requirements for his Professional Teacher Certification. This means that on Mondays and Tuesdays, after coming home from work, he goes to school. It's not much, but it does keep him pretty much MIA both days. Wednesday thru Friday evenings he's home.
But, today is not Wednesday. Today is Tuesday. Naturally, Tuesday is the day of the week that my darling child decides to be most sick. Mariana seemed to be recovering quite well from her little stomach bug. In fact, symptoms were almost completely gone as of today. I took her to the store and we had a fun, somewhat, energetic shopping spree at the grocery store. Then we came home. Mariana spent the first two hours after coming home vomiting and with diarrhea. I have no idea how such a wee little thing held so much in her, but I got the joy of seeing so much come out.
Before becomming a mother, I had one of the weakest stomachs you could imagine. Ask anyone, lol. Someone gagging in front of me would make me ill, a smell, something gross looking, even movies with parts that had others laughing... EW! I tell you on days like today, I wonder where that Cassie went. So far this evening, I've been vomited on, and then while holding my darling child on my lap as she vomited into a bucket that I happened to be holding, I was pooped on. All of this on the evening that Phillip is gone.
Everyone pray for my poor little munchkin to feel better. She's so sweet through all of it. She says "I so so sorry Mommy" everytime she vomits. Then, "Its OK Mommy. I all better." I'm working on keeping her well hydrated. She's just fallen asleep about 10 minutes ago. Hopefully, she'll be better soon. Pray also that Maddy doesn't get ill. I can't see a little 6 month old going through all of this!
But, today is not Wednesday. Today is Tuesday. Naturally, Tuesday is the day of the week that my darling child decides to be most sick. Mariana seemed to be recovering quite well from her little stomach bug. In fact, symptoms were almost completely gone as of today. I took her to the store and we had a fun, somewhat, energetic shopping spree at the grocery store. Then we came home. Mariana spent the first two hours after coming home vomiting and with diarrhea. I have no idea how such a wee little thing held so much in her, but I got the joy of seeing so much come out.
Before becomming a mother, I had one of the weakest stomachs you could imagine. Ask anyone, lol. Someone gagging in front of me would make me ill, a smell, something gross looking, even movies with parts that had others laughing... EW! I tell you on days like today, I wonder where that Cassie went. So far this evening, I've been vomited on, and then while holding my darling child on my lap as she vomited into a bucket that I happened to be holding, I was pooped on. All of this on the evening that Phillip is gone.
Everyone pray for my poor little munchkin to feel better. She's so sweet through all of it. She says "I so so sorry Mommy" everytime she vomits. Then, "Its OK Mommy. I all better." I'm working on keeping her well hydrated. She's just fallen asleep about 10 minutes ago. Hopefully, she'll be better soon. Pray also that Maddy doesn't get ill. I can't see a little 6 month old going through all of this!
Monday, January 14, 2008
11 Years Later
Can you believe it? Phillip and I have been an US for 11 years. My husband and I started dating January 14, 1997. Aside from about 8 days total (because I'm a stupid head on occasion), we've been together since that day.
It's so hard to believe. Last night I was laying on the couch using his leg as a pillow, just looking at him. I was telling him about how much I remember of our earlier years. I can close my eyes and picture Phil in sixth grade, with his side part and glasses... Then I see him in 9th grade, still so thin, with his smirky smile... How many women can close their eyes and picture their husband as the 14 year old boy they grew to love. I mean, WOW. He's become the most amazing man from the most charming boy.
On top of just having each other for 11 years, God has granted us 2 incredible daughters. They are such a wonderful blend of the 2 of us. Mariana has some of the Johnston crazy in her with the Clark hardheadedness. She makes silly comments and sounds and gets this crazy smile with big crazy eyes and I see a little Phil. Then she puts her hands on her hips and with a little attitude says, "I don't think so Mommy," and I see me. We created her. Phillip, God, and I combined to make her. And don't even get me started on Madeline. Oh my, she's a sweetheart. She sits up now. She rolls herself over. She's getting more stable by the day. But more importantly, this child has an inner light that just melts everyone. I can't even describe it. She smiles at you and her entire being glows. She loves us so much.
When I said "yes" to that 14 year old boy who asked me out... I made the most important decision and took the most important step toward the beginning of my life. Amazing, isn't it? I was only 14 and I was already shaping my adult life with the man of my dreams. God is so smart.
It's so hard to believe. Last night I was laying on the couch using his leg as a pillow, just looking at him. I was telling him about how much I remember of our earlier years. I can close my eyes and picture Phil in sixth grade, with his side part and glasses... Then I see him in 9th grade, still so thin, with his smirky smile... How many women can close their eyes and picture their husband as the 14 year old boy they grew to love. I mean, WOW. He's become the most amazing man from the most charming boy.
On top of just having each other for 11 years, God has granted us 2 incredible daughters. They are such a wonderful blend of the 2 of us. Mariana has some of the Johnston crazy in her with the Clark hardheadedness. She makes silly comments and sounds and gets this crazy smile with big crazy eyes and I see a little Phil. Then she puts her hands on her hips and with a little attitude says, "I don't think so Mommy," and I see me. We created her. Phillip, God, and I combined to make her. And don't even get me started on Madeline. Oh my, she's a sweetheart. She sits up now. She rolls herself over. She's getting more stable by the day. But more importantly, this child has an inner light that just melts everyone. I can't even describe it. She smiles at you and her entire being glows. She loves us so much.
When I said "yes" to that 14 year old boy who asked me out... I made the most important decision and took the most important step toward the beginning of my life. Amazing, isn't it? I was only 14 and I was already shaping my adult life with the man of my dreams. God is so smart.
Friday, January 04, 2008
Another Fulfilling Year of Marraige
Today my husband and I celebrated our 4th Wedding Anniversary. Beth and Kristina came over and babysat the girls for us, and we treated ourselves to a delicious dinner at Chili's.
After dinner Alan and Mike joined us and we had a grand time playing Mario Party, and other games. We had a great Anniversary.
While celebrated the joy of our Marraige, I'd like to say thank you to Mom and Dad, Mom and Dad, and the rest of our family who are fantastic examples to us. Phillip and I understand what it is to be married because all of you taught us the importance of Marraige. Without you as an example of love and compromise, we would not have truly appreciated what we were entering into 4 years ago.
After dinner Alan and Mike joined us and we had a grand time playing Mario Party, and other games. We had a great Anniversary.
While celebrated the joy of our Marraige, I'd like to say thank you to Mom and Dad, Mom and Dad, and the rest of our family who are fantastic examples to us. Phillip and I understand what it is to be married because all of you taught us the importance of Marraige. Without you as an example of love and compromise, we would not have truly appreciated what we were entering into 4 years ago.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Christmas
Today was a beautiful day. My one wish was to be able to stay home today. I did not want to have to take the children anywhere after they woke up and opened their presents. I thought it would be nice to allow Mariana to stay here and enjoy Christmas day together here. I got my wish. I hosted a dessert celebration. The family came to me and I stayed up all night baking yummy treats for them. I made two weight watchers recipe desserts that were fantastic, if I do say so myself. We had pumpkin roll, cookies, pies, a cake, and a jelly roll. It was delicious here.
During dessert we all exchanged gifts and enjoyed being together. It was the first thing I've hosted where so many were over. I greatly enjoyed it. The mess however was not terribly fun, lol. Beth stayed and practically cleaned my kitchen by herself... I was incredibly grateful for this. The gift exchange was lovely. I'm very grateful to everyone for the gifts we've received and more grateful for the gift of everyone.
Phillip and I feel that God has truly blessed our family. I hope that all of you feel the same way.
Happy Birthday Jesus.
During dessert we all exchanged gifts and enjoyed being together. It was the first thing I've hosted where so many were over. I greatly enjoyed it. The mess however was not terribly fun, lol. Beth stayed and practically cleaned my kitchen by herself... I was incredibly grateful for this. The gift exchange was lovely. I'm very grateful to everyone for the gifts we've received and more grateful for the gift of everyone.
Phillip and I feel that God has truly blessed our family. I hope that all of you feel the same way.
Happy Birthday Jesus.
Christmas Evening
Today was Christmas Eve. Frankie, Grace, Nick and Faith, Phillip, Mariana, Maddy and I celebrated today. We exchanged gifts with the kids. It was very nice and fun. The children loved their presents and it was a great preview of what we have to look forward to tomorrow.
We went to Beth's house this evening. That was extremely nice! She had pizza and we all hung out and opened presents again. They got the girls some wonderful things. Mariana got an adorable outfit and doll. Maddy received her first teddy bear. It was a wonderful celebration of family and love.
This evening we got word that Phil's grandfather passed away. Everyone says that it was fitting that God should bring him home on the day that Grandpa most honored His son. Having been involved in the Christmas Eve celebration once in the past, I understand what they meant by this. While he will be missed on Earth, I'm sure his family will remember him with love and affection. He always struck me as a funny person who loved life and family. I do wish I could have known him a tad better.
Well, we're off to put together some things.
We went to Beth's house this evening. That was extremely nice! She had pizza and we all hung out and opened presents again. They got the girls some wonderful things. Mariana got an adorable outfit and doll. Maddy received her first teddy bear. It was a wonderful celebration of family and love.
This evening we got word that Phil's grandfather passed away. Everyone says that it was fitting that God should bring him home on the day that Grandpa most honored His son. Having been involved in the Christmas Eve celebration once in the past, I understand what they meant by this. While he will be missed on Earth, I'm sure his family will remember him with love and affection. He always struck me as a funny person who loved life and family. I do wish I could have known him a tad better.
Well, we're off to put together some things.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Grateful
My family is so wonderful. Phillip and I are about to celebrate Christmas in our own place for the first time ever. I know it would not have been possible if not for our parents. They've helped us so very much.
I cannot even begin to explain how much I appreciate the family God has granted me. I was given far more than a loving set of parents in my life. Between my mom and dad, my husband, and his parents I believe I hit the jackpot before I was even born. If I have a single Christmas wish, it would be that everyone get to experience the love and support Phil and I get from our family.
I cannot even begin to explain how much I appreciate the family God has granted me. I was given far more than a loving set of parents in my life. Between my mom and dad, my husband, and his parents I believe I hit the jackpot before I was even born. If I have a single Christmas wish, it would be that everyone get to experience the love and support Phil and I get from our family.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
My Prima Ballerina and Her Beautiful Baby Sister
Mariana was in her first recital today. She danced a single dance with her class to the song "Christmas Wish." It was a simple dance, seeing as how the dancers were 2-3 years old. But it was wonderful. She was so beautiful on stage. She did a great job, moving gracefully, doing her best to remember the choreography.
It was a proud parent moment to be sure. In fact, I did cry. We sat, with Maddy on our lap, the entire family there. Everyone present to watch my beautiful girl in her first recital. Moments like this are to be cherished.
Madeline is reaching the point where she can sit up with assistance. If you let her go, she maintains her balance for up to 10 seconds at a time, but then inevitably falls over. She is the giggliest girl in the world. I tell you that girl giggles and smiles at everyone. I am so proud of both of them.
It was a proud parent moment to be sure. In fact, I did cry. We sat, with Maddy on our lap, the entire family there. Everyone present to watch my beautiful girl in her first recital. Moments like this are to be cherished.
Madeline is reaching the point where she can sit up with assistance. If you let her go, she maintains her balance for up to 10 seconds at a time, but then inevitably falls over. She is the giggliest girl in the world. I tell you that girl giggles and smiles at everyone. I am so proud of both of them.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thanksgiving
Yesterday was Thanksgiving. The entire family gathered at Mom and Dad J's house. I made the mashed potatoes and baked some cookies. It was really neat to see.
My parents, Frank, Grace, Joan, Nick, Faith, Phil, Me, Mariana, Maddy, Meghan, Alan, Lily, Mom and Dad, Caitie, Josh, Hannah, Josh's mom (whose name escapes me, sorry), Beth, Kristina, Alyson, and Nikki all gathered for dinner... I don't think I forgot anyone... I do hope not. Being part of the Clark and Johnston family for so long, I've really gotten to see it grow. Phillip and I have been together for 10 years... So although we've only been married for over 3 of them, I've felt part of this family for far longer. We had a fantastic dinner. After everyone played Rock Band on the PS3. It's amazing how wonderful our family is as a whole.
Lily and Maddy are both getting so big and didn't lack for arms to hold them. Mariana entertained people with her adorable antics and speeches. Faith and Nick played with everyone and charmed them with their huge smiles. Family is such a joy.
On a different note, the napping schedule and such seems to be helping with Mariana's nights.
My parents, Frank, Grace, Joan, Nick, Faith, Phil, Me, Mariana, Maddy, Meghan, Alan, Lily, Mom and Dad, Caitie, Josh, Hannah, Josh's mom (whose name escapes me, sorry), Beth, Kristina, Alyson, and Nikki all gathered for dinner... I don't think I forgot anyone... I do hope not. Being part of the Clark and Johnston family for so long, I've really gotten to see it grow. Phillip and I have been together for 10 years... So although we've only been married for over 3 of them, I've felt part of this family for far longer. We had a fantastic dinner. After everyone played Rock Band on the PS3. It's amazing how wonderful our family is as a whole.
Lily and Maddy are both getting so big and didn't lack for arms to hold them. Mariana entertained people with her adorable antics and speeches. Faith and Nick played with everyone and charmed them with their huge smiles. Family is such a joy.
On a different note, the napping schedule and such seems to be helping with Mariana's nights.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Problems and Solutions
Mariana has continued with her sleeping troubles. After doing more research, I've discovered that she DEFINITELY has night terrors. Her father suffered a similar fate as a toddler. This has been exceptionally problematic. I have been driving myself nuts. Phillip and I have been going crazy trying to keep her calm and comfortable while putting her to bed. Apparently, everything we've been doing has been the wrong thing. For instance, napping. Skipping naps perpetuates the problem. Night terror intensity and frequency increases with sleep depravation. Now she's not sleeping well at night, and then skipping naps... She's definitely not getting enough sleep.
We've begun a strict nap schedule and bedtime schedule. Hopefully, that will help.
We've begun a strict nap schedule and bedtime schedule. Hopefully, that will help.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Night Terrors
Mariana doesn't sleep. Who'd have thought I'd be complaining about my eldest child's lack of sleep when I have a 4 month old who gets middle of the night feedings.
Mariana goes down to bed at night and she becomes a different child. We tuck her in the same way as always, but she SCREAMS. She doesn't just scream, she kicks, she scratches, she completely freaks out. This is so unlike her. We're trying everything we can think of. But she's inconsolable. She even wakes up screaming and freaking out. I'm wondering if it's the moving that caused this, but she was fine for the first month. Why all of a sudden would this start?
We've tried taking away her nap, thinking that she'd be so tired without it that she will go to sleep, but that doesn't help... In fact, she seems to be getting worse. I have no idea what to do.
Mariana goes down to bed at night and she becomes a different child. We tuck her in the same way as always, but she SCREAMS. She doesn't just scream, she kicks, she scratches, she completely freaks out. This is so unlike her. We're trying everything we can think of. But she's inconsolable. She even wakes up screaming and freaking out. I'm wondering if it's the moving that caused this, but she was fine for the first month. Why all of a sudden would this start?
We've tried taking away her nap, thinking that she'd be so tired without it that she will go to sleep, but that doesn't help... In fact, she seems to be getting worse. I have no idea what to do.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Strange differences.
Everything is going quite well with us. We greatly enjoy living in our own place. It's the simple things really. For instance, being thirsty at 11 PM and walking to the kitchen in your underwear and a tank top. Phillip lives in boxers past a certain time and until he puts on his work clothes. Mariana seems to be adjusting well. Her room is adorable. She is easier to keep an eye on here. I can see into her room from the living room and I can keep an eye on her from where I sit, here at my computer, which is a nice change.
However, I do miss certain things quite a bit. For instance, in the mornings, I would sit on the countertop while Mom prepared her breakfast or coffee or whatever, and I'd drink a cup of coffee and chat with her. Sometimes I'd complain about whatever Phil did to annoy me, or whether or not Mariana slept well, how Maddy kept me up, and sometimes I'd listen to her, or we'd do both. Today, I really miss that. I've gotten quite close to her and Dad. The other thing I miss is the afternoons. Dad would come home and we'd sit on the couch and have coffee or a snack and the 3 of us would just sit there chatting or watching TV together.
I do love it here though. I just miss the time we all had together so regularly.
However, I do miss certain things quite a bit. For instance, in the mornings, I would sit on the countertop while Mom prepared her breakfast or coffee or whatever, and I'd drink a cup of coffee and chat with her. Sometimes I'd complain about whatever Phil did to annoy me, or whether or not Mariana slept well, how Maddy kept me up, and sometimes I'd listen to her, or we'd do both. Today, I really miss that. I've gotten quite close to her and Dad. The other thing I miss is the afternoons. Dad would come home and we'd sit on the couch and have coffee or a snack and the 3 of us would just sit there chatting or watching TV together.
I do love it here though. I just miss the time we all had together so regularly.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Update on the move
Well, last Friday we started the process of moving. By Saturday night we were sleeping in our apartment. We've still got some boxes to unpack and some odds and ends to pick up, but it's going really great. The apartment is really coming along nicely and we're enjoying making it home for us. The girls are adjusting nicely. I still have to finish up Mariana's room. I think I'm going to take tomorrow or Thursday to empty it, paint it, and then set it up the way I really want it. We got her a new Princess border and a castle mural for the walls. So far, we love it here. The grounds are nice, the neighbors are friendly, and it's just wonderful.
For those of you who have helped, you guys were so awesome this weekend. Phil and I couldn't have done this without you. We're so comfortable and it went so fast because of all of the help you gave. Alan, Mike, Dad and Frank helped with the furniture and Meg helped me set up. My mom has been here for me nonstop helping me with boxes, clothes, and just getting set up.
I love all of you and thanks a bunch!
For those of you who have helped, you guys were so awesome this weekend. Phil and I couldn't have done this without you. We're so comfortable and it went so fast because of all of the help you gave. Alan, Mike, Dad and Frank helped with the furniture and Meg helped me set up. My mom has been here for me nonstop helping me with boxes, clothes, and just getting set up.
I love all of you and thanks a bunch!
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Moving Day Continued...
THANK YOU EVERYONE... All of the furniture is here and set up. Meghan and Alan treated us all to food! God bless them. The men were wonderful in getting the furniture all set up. The clothes and little stuff will be a slow process, but overall, it's livable here. THANK YOU MUCH!!!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Moving Day
It is moving day. We have a U-Haul that Phillip and my father and brother will be picking up in a little while. My in-laws are out of town. I do wish they were here while we moved because it feels wierd doing all of this with them gone. But I'm sure they'll appreciate not having to see the mess we inevitable will endure throughout the day. Yesterday I took over some boxes. The cable guy came and hooked up the cable television, phone, and internet service. As all of you are aware, we couldn't move into a place that didn't have high speed internet prior to our living there. While waiting for the cable guy, since he wasn't arriving until around 8 PM, we had dinner. My parents were helping so, they picked up some steaks... I cooked them and we ate on the floor. My mother had set up the kitchen while I moved a good deal of the boxes, so I had a fully functional kitchen last night. She's a sweetie. Frankie, helped me with the boxes until he needed to go home and get some sleep for work that night. I'm truly grateful to them for their help. I'm grateful to EVERYONE for helping this transition go as smoothly both physically and emotionally as it has thus far. Today, however, shall be the hardest day.
Wish us luck!
Wish us luck!
Friday, September 14, 2007
More Apartment News
The apartment we were planning to move into will not be available until mid October at the earliest. The previous tenants apparently did not take good care of it, and the tub is cracked, the carpet is ruined... SO, we had 2 options. We could wait until at least the second to third week of October or move into the apartment next door to the one that we were previously moving into. In which case, we can move as early as the 21st of this month.
Phillip and I elected to move to the new apartment number. I've already begun packing and I cannot see myself living for an additional 2-3 weeks at the least the way it is now. My head is spinning with how quickly all of this is occurring. This time last month we hadn't even looked at any apartments and now, we will be moved in less than 2 weeks.
Packing has been interesting with the 2 children. But as always, my family has been helpful and supportive. My mother, mother-in-law, and sisters-in-law have been helping me with Mariana during the day, and Maddy still sleeps a great deal. Things aren't getting done as smoothly and quickly as I typically like, but it's getting packed up... Who would have guessed that you could accumulate so much stuff in so little time?
Phillip and I elected to move to the new apartment number. I've already begun packing and I cannot see myself living for an additional 2-3 weeks at the least the way it is now. My head is spinning with how quickly all of this is occurring. This time last month we hadn't even looked at any apartments and now, we will be moved in less than 2 weeks.
Packing has been interesting with the 2 children. But as always, my family has been helpful and supportive. My mother, mother-in-law, and sisters-in-law have been helping me with Mariana during the day, and Maddy still sleeps a great deal. Things aren't getting done as smoothly and quickly as I typically like, but it's getting packed up... Who would have guessed that you could accumulate so much stuff in so little time?
Friday, September 07, 2007
Apartment News
Our application was approved. We will have to pay the minimum security deposit, administrative fee, and pet deposit fee. All of this will be due by the end of September before we move in. We were planning to move before the end of the year, thinking that we might spend Christmas in our new place, but it appears we will be moving even sooner than that. There is a first story apartment available in October. Our move in date is October 1st. I've got a lot to do. I have packing to prepair for, storage to bring out, cable, electric, phone to set up. It's going to be a very busy month!
My family is being very supportive and helpful. I imagine it must be as sad for them as it is for us. Phillip has never lived elsewhere, but even more than that, we're moving with Mariana. Mom and Dad have been very close to her. They have been teasing us mercilessly, but understand our desire to be on our own. It will be a sad day and an exciting day at the same time. So, next month we'll be in our own place, wierd.
My family is being very supportive and helpful. I imagine it must be as sad for them as it is for us. Phillip has never lived elsewhere, but even more than that, we're moving with Mariana. Mom and Dad have been very close to her. They have been teasing us mercilessly, but understand our desire to be on our own. It will be a sad day and an exciting day at the same time. So, next month we'll be in our own place, wierd.
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