I couldn't resist.....

Looking over old posts....came upon this one....I could watch it 200 times. I had to share.

http://aprilspicer.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-couldnt-resist-it.html

One step further...

 I mentioned in my last post the miracle of macy starting cows milk on occasion. Well, this morning was another game changer.....she held her bottle!!! The boys did this from 6 months on. Not Macy. She has been boob exclusive. :) so imagine my joy at my big girl holding her bottle of cows milk this morning. Hooray! We are transitioning slowly but so far so good!!!

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30 days

There are 30 days roughly till we go to TX for Christmas. A couple different things happened tonight in preparation for that event.

1) I did Day 1 of Jillian's 30 day shred. (my hands and legs are still shaking as I type. Oy!)
2) I just gave Macy her first taste of cows milk in a bottle. YAHOO!!!

So I suggested to Bri that we go low carb for 30 days to lose some much needed weight before we go to TX and see family, eat In-N-Out, eat Del Taco, see friends, eat In-N-Out, see more friends, eat more, etc. Today was our first day to do so and it went pretty well. We are letting ourselves eat carbs for breakfast because it is too difficult and time consuming and boring to eat all protein at the chaotic breakfast hour. But lunches and dinners will be meat and veggies based. My friend Jessie recommended Jillian's 30 day shred upon hearing of our plan. She is 8 months prego and clearly wouldn't be using the DVD so she let me borrow it. I just finished day one about an hour ago and it was good. I can tell that when I get to level 3 I will try to find some reason to not exercise for the measly 20 min it requires. So I employed Brian to yell at me if necessary to make me do it. Come on. It's twenty minutes, folks.

I have been feeling just a little bit timid about Macy turning 1 in 27 days and she still nurses VERY often and only has a bottle if we need a babysitter to give her one. Ouch. This is the opposite extreme of where we were with the boys at this stage in their life. So I decided tonight to give her a few ounces of cows milk in a bottle when I put her to bed (because I had already nursed her shortly before). She did not hesitate to gulp the entire thing down and cried when I told her it was all gone. SUCCESS! This opened a whole new world to me in a matter of seconds as I visualized someone other than myself putting her to bed with little more effort than pouring some milk in a bottle (no finding frozen breastmilk, defrosting it, trying not to spill it, etc). So I feel a bit victorious this evening for the 2 reasons stated up above. Now I just hope she doesn't wake up with side splitting pain tonight as if the cows milk bothers her---that would suck.

I know, I know. There is just so much excitement going around in the Spicer household you must be jealous. We lead a very dynamic life. :) Just want to document it all!

Lots o' family time

I love this pic for many reasons. A) it shows Noah in a rare moment where he accepts the love and snuggles his baby brother gives B) it is a copy cat of a pic I posted on the blog maybe 2 yrs ago and this is the first time it has happened since and C) it shows no matter how home bound we have been lately due to illness, there is still lots of love going around. :)
Macy has been sick....again, Noah has had croup (after a 2 yr hiatus), and I have been driven to crazy town.....multiple times. There is just something abt a baby crying for you that zaps you to the very core. Macy has been sooooo needy and Bri got a huge dose of it this weekend. Whew! I would say we've been in survival mode. HOWEVER, there have been lots of sweet moments scattered about. Lots of game playing, coloring, movie watching, tickling, and just plain lounging. Praise God for a home we can spread out in, an extra bedroom for the sick kid, rainy days that make it more acceptable to stay in, and an eating out budget when mama does NOT feel like cooking. :) More later folks.....pray for us as kids heal physically and mama heals mentally...

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Macy Claps!

I was SO excited tonight when Macy clapped for the first time! She has loved songs that have clapping, but she hasn't ever done it herself. She has just started to wave a tiny bit the last 2 weeks, but this was sooo cute! Enjoy.

Poor lil sick girl

Here is lil miss getting her breathing treatment before bed.

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Grey

I'm having one of those days/periods where you feel like if a camera was on you, it would be permanent proof that you are a pathetic mess, a mom on the edge. My home is fairly clean, fridge stocked, 4 out of 5 people healthy, sunny outside and a world of possibilities at my doorstep. Yet, I feel like an exhausted, frazzled, out of sorts, disorganized, half empty human. Okay, maybe that is a bit over dramatic. :) But if you are a mom, you completely get it. The baby is sick and draining every last drop of everything out of me. She is cranky, clingy, picky and completely unpredictable. Macy is usually very happy go lucky so this makes for a difficult time for all. She won't eat anything (she will nurse) and man, that sure makes a big difference when you are atleast used to sitting down for 10 minutes of peace while she eats a jar of babyfood or nibbles on various baby snacks. But no. She shakes her head and starts crying, spitting, etc at the proposal of any solids. Now, she has snuck in some spoonfuls here and there, but not enough to appease me.  

Yes, it could be worse. OF COURSE it could be worse. But isn't that a stupid saying sometimes!? It is completely true and yet sounds so trite and does nothing for the present set of circumstances. I suppose it is said in order to change our state of mind, outlook, etc. And I will eventually get around to embracing those words at some point today. But now, at 1:32pm, I am going to squint my tired stiff eyes and continue typing until I have finished this post and then maybe head to bed for a quick nap.

My husband is taking off to far off places pretty soon which makes this all seem harder since I won't have his extra set of hands for awhile. I feel like I long for family nearby more than ever and yet there is simply no way to make it happen. I promise I'm not this whimpy all the time. ;) I can be a machine and whip through this stuff with nary a complaint at times. But what can I say? This isn't one of those times. I'm a very imperfect human being.

We just got back from a walk around the neighborhood and I stared at the back of Wesley running/scootering thinking "how cute is he? My sweet baby boy. Getting so big, so handsome and so sweet". I'm thankful. I'm blessed. I have all that I need and more. But today, bleh. Being a mom is hard.....