Monday, February 10, 2014

Baby, It's Cold Outside

So in case you missed the buzz, the Midwest has been in the negative temperatures for much of the month of January and now February. And what do you do when it's too cold to go outside?

You work in the house! Here are the projects that have kept us busy...

Master Bath
We've been needing a master bath remodel for some time, so we tackled this project over the long Martin Luther King, Jr weekend. First we removed the giant mirror and hung two smaller mirrors, with one over each sink (Home Depot: $60 each).

Then we removed the strip of lighting over the mirror. Ryan crawled around up in the attic to move the electrical to hang these three beautiful pendant lights (Menard's: $15 each).
We also sanded, stripped and stained the vanity cupboards to match our bedroom furniture and the espresso mirrors (multiple products at Home Depot: about $50).
Last but not least, we painted the walls the same sea-foam green color as our bedroom (Home Depot: $25). I also found this cheap piece of artwork for over the toilet at Big Lots ($10).

Ta-da! New bathroom.

Laundry Room
Our laundry room needed a coat of paint too. It's been just primed (and therefore unwashable) for 10 years, and you can only imagine the filth. It's nothing fancy, but oh so much better.

It's the same light gray as our kitchen. It looks nice all fresh and clean.

Kids' Bathroom
This project shouldn't be posted here, but it's another remodel we've tackled relatively lately. The day before I had Ethan, Ryan and his mom repainted our kids' bathroom. It was also just primed, and the dirty handprints and bright blue toothpaste smudges were driving me crazy. Now it's a fresh pale yellow.
 The accents in there are now gray. All the towels are from Target ($7 each).
Part of this remodel was buying a new toilet (Home Depot: $200) and putting the old one in the basement for guests. See why were able to enlist Nana's help? :-)
I spent way too much online on this gray chevron shower curtain, but I love it (West Elm: $60).

And that's how we've spent our time with no yard work keeping us busy. We can always find another project to tackle!

Thursday, January 23, 2014

3 months with 3 kids

So it's been three months now - three months with three kids. First, I'll post a little about Ethan, then I'll write a little bit about what it has been like around here.

ETHAN
First, a little bit about my 3-month old Ethan. Ethan is super smiley and fun to be around from 8am - 7pm. He loves his brothers and watches them like a hawk as they run and play. He loves to smile, and he is super chunky (12 lbs, 6 oz at 2 1/2 months). He nurses every three hours for about 15 minutes in all. He likes to see what's going on, and he is discovering his voice. I love baby cooing. Adorable.
But any time the sun is down, he's our little Gremlin. I picked up a prescription for acid reflux tonight for him. It is supposed to take at least three days before we'll notice any change, if at all. I certainly have my fingers crossed.
Ethan still sleeps exclusively in his car seat or a swing. After the Zantac starts working, we are supposed to start experimenting with back-sleeping. In the past, he's choked and spit up every time he's been on his back. Maybe he'll sleep in his crib some day!
The last two nights he has gone to bed at 8pm, so I am hoping that's a new routine. On the other hand, it's been more than a week since he has slept peacefully. He woke up four times last night alone: 10, 11, 2:30 and 4:30. At ten and eleven, I waited about 15 minutes into his shrieking, and then I went in and held him and rocked him. At 2:30 I listened to his shrieking for almost an hour, and then sent Ryan to hold and rock him. At 4:30 I nursed him, but he was barely hungry and just nibbled for 3 minutes per side and went back to sleep. FRUSTRATING!
Before this past week, he actually went six days IN A ROW of sleeping 9:30-6:30. It was wonderful but short-lived. Now I can't get him to sleep more than a few hours without shrieking! The doctor and I have a few ideas: colic, gas, teething, acid reflux. We already medicate for gas (simethicone with each feeding), and in three days he'll be fully medicated for acid reflux. Colic, unfortunately, just sucks. When Ryan and I really get at wits end, we give him Tylenol hoping its teeth. Who knows. Here's to some rest for him... and his momma.

Ethan doesn't take a pacifier. Two weeks ago he also stared protesting a bottle. We're on our fourth brand of pacifier and our second type of bottle. It is super frustrating when he gags and/or kicks it back out with his tongue. When he gets tired or fussy, I just have to let him scream/cry. There's no way to "plug him."

THE REST OF US

As for me, I'm tired almost always. I lose my temper, especially with Brennan. The hardest part for me about having this baby is that we have a schedule that he has to adhere to. When Collin and Brennan were each born, we could cancel everything (story time, playgroup, lunch bunch) until I felt like going and like I had things under control. If I needed to go to the store, I just had to get there at some point on a given day. Now with Collin and Brennan being in school, we have to be certain places at certain times each day. It is stressful to have Ethan always nursed, napped and happy. Very often he is screaming in the preschool hallways. The schedule is definitely more hectic this time around.

As far as Ryan, he's ready to have his wife back. I have now been MIA for a full year. I got hives at the end of January 2013, followed by horrible morning sickness, then terrible pregnancy exhaustion, and now newborn exhaustion currently. Do you blame him for being frustrated?

Of course, I'm ready to be me again too. I am trying like heck to lose this baby weight. So far, I'm down 25 pounds since delivery, but these last 15 pounds haven't budged in a month. I'm tired of being hungry all the time, and it is really hard to work in 30 minutes on the elliptical each day. I am only successful about 4 days per week. I am also tired of being tired, but I'm also tired of napping my life away. Unfortunately, a tired and hungry mom doesn't equate to a very patient, loving mom.

Collin and Brennan are super great brothers. They don't want to hold the baby or anything like that, but they will make silly faces and talk to him to cheer him up. They like to introduce him to people, and they are kind and gentle with him. Brennan loves to kiss the top of his head and pet him. Collin is always willingly to rock his car seat carrier if he's screaming in public. They are good little helpers, and I really mean that.

AND THAT'S A WRAP

How's that for a run-down? We are doing pretty well. I have had a TON of help from neighbors and friends. I also have had Ryan and his parents around a good bit of time too. Having lived here almost six years has really come in handy. We love the people we have come to be surrounded by here in Peoria. We are constantly impressed by the Christ-like service from members and non-members alike. The Midwest is definitely where it's at.

Monday, January 13, 2014

Happy Birthday, B!

Our little Brennan turned three today!
 
Brennan picked going to the Caterpillar Visitor's Center for his birthday activity, so we started the day by opening a present with construction worker clothes. Each big boy got a hard hat and work vest.
Here's Collin modeling the get-up. Brennan adamantly refused to put anything on.
When we arrived, we managed to coax one photo out of B wearing his hard hat.
They both got right to work. Here's Collin. He looked super adorable in his costume.
 Lots of other visitors commented on how prepared he was for his day of work.
 
Nana and Papa were able to be here to celebrate with Brennan. (B's birthday is one of the reasons we did Ethan's blessing yesterday.)

Each time Brennan wanted a fruit snack, we made him get dressed for a photo. One fruit snack...
 Another fruit snack...
and this photo cost us two fruit snacks because he put on his hat AND his vest.
 Of course, there's no way he'd give us a smile for any number of snacks!
When they were done being workers, we headed to lunch. B picked going to Wendy's. After nuggets and fries, he got his very own Frosty, which thrilled him.

Before naps, he got to open his present from Nana & Papa. It is one of those pillow pets (a monkey) with the starry-night lights on top. He LOVES it.

After naps, we enjoyed the cake he picked out himself.
Side Story: Last Sunday I got stuck going to church on a snow-covered hill. A pickup truck had to tow us up the hill. Ever since then, the big boys have been playing various games with towing: laundry baskets and bungee cords, excavator booms and dump trucks, etc. Brenn picked this cake because Elmo is being towed by Big Bird, just like Mom.
His final gift of the day was a Caterpillar cement truck. It drives by itself forward and in reverse, spins and talks. They have a real one at the visitor's center, and he loves it.
 
Now a little bit about Brennan on his third birthday...
Mr. Duck
Brennan is very confident. For example, first thing in the morning his overnight diaper is very full. Some mornings he removes his jammie pants and waddles around the house. His super-full diaper swings back and forth as he stands tall and saunters across the floor. He definitely knows who runs his show!

Mr. Copy-Cat
Everything Collin wants, Brennan wants. Everything Collin does, Brennan does... except for in matters of cleaning and pottying, unfortunately. I think it's probably just part of looking up to his big brother, and I figure he'll outgrow it at some point, but he really has very little personal creativity when it comes to playing. He just follows Collin's lead a lot. He has no idea what to do when he wakes up from his nap before Coll gets home from school. It'll be interesting to see how C's full-day kindergarten in the fall affects his personality. I am excited to see who he really is.
 
Mr. Coordinated
Brennan may be our athlete. He is runs, kicks, throws, climbs, catches and jumps quite well. I hope to get him into soccer this coming spring/summer. He loves to move and be active.
 
Sweat doesn't seem to bother him at all, especially if he gets a popsicle out of it. He doesn't seem to be a fan of cold though. He hasn't played in the snow at all this winter. He just stays inside with Mom.

Mr. Performer
Brennan loves to get others to laugh. He loves to be silly. He loves to "tell jokes." Every joke is a "knock-knock joke," but most start with a question. He also likes to dance and sing. His singing is often just humming. He also likes to play musical instruments.

Last week Collin had a friend over to play one morning. It was cleaning day, so I had out a sensory box for them to play with full of rice and stars, bells, beads, cups and spoons. I expected a minor mess. I was cleaning in the bathroom when Collin called, "B is dumping rice on the floor!" I finished the toilet scrubbing, and when I rounded the corner to come out to the kitchen, Brennan was taking scoop after scoop out of the tub and dumping it on the floor! He was really enjoying being naughty in front of company. Sigh.
Mr. Stubborn
Brenn doesn't do anything he doesn't want to do. He decided one day he didn't like milk, and he hasn't had a sip since. He does not help with chores around the house, unless he's threatened with time-out. He will not practice his letters, and he will not work with me on anything (like singing his ABCs). When we go to the library, he picks a big stack of books, but when he get home, he wants us to read the same book over and over again... until I return it to the library and he latches onto another. Everything has to be his own idea. If it makes Mom happy, he wants nothing to do with it. Ahh!
 
Mr. Social

B loves preschool, which he attends on Monday mornings at friends' homes. He seems to be much better behaved on the days he goes to school. We think he thrives on being surrounded with people and new activities. I plan to enroll him in a preschool program next year that meets three mornings per week. I hope he (and I!) will be much happier. I have received many compliments on his cute conversations from the leaders in nursery and from the other preschool moms. He seems to be a wonderful little guy; he just likes to keep that part of himself hidden from me.

Mr. Mischievous
Brennan chooses to be naughty a lot. When I ask him why he did something bad, he answers with a perfected the shoulder shrug. Either he hasn't yet figured out how choices lead to consequences, or my consequences aren't nearly severe enough. He loves to annoy Collin, which isn't hard to do, by not obeying "the rules" of whatever pretend play they are doing.

Love you, B-B! Happy birthday!

Now that you know a bit about Brennan's interesting (and dare I say, difficult) personality, does anyone have a book recommendation for me? I feel like I need to read something to better understand him, but I have no idea where to start. I love him so much, but days can be really hard when everything is a fight. He and I are so different. I think Brennan will be my child who teaches me the most, so I better get started learning.

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Ethan's Blessing

What a fun weekend! We blessed Ethan in church today. We had the pleasure of playing host to lots of family...

Uncle Jared & his friend Charlotte drove from Ohio on Friday evening.

Uncle Rob flew in from Arlington, Va late on Friday night.

Uncle Ron & Aunt Kristie and three of their kids (the ones not on missions right now) drove in from Iowa City too.

Nana & Papa came from Washington on Saturday afternoon.

Our neighbor Laura, our Peoria Grandma, was able to come too. Unfortunately, Jake (our Peoria Grandpa) had to work.
 
We had a wonderful time and already miss all the noise and laughter. Thank you for coming! We love you!

And not to be forgotten, we still definitely felt the absence of Grandpa & Grandma Morello (away serving a mission). We love you too!

Here are some nuclear family photos.
 
 

And one last photo, just to give you a good laugh.

Friday, December 27, 2013

Ten-Year Love Letter


Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?


In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love


Dear Lindsey,

In high school we sang this song from the musical Rent. As we approach a major milestone in our lives, I thought it would be fun to look back over the years and look at some of the numbers behind the 10 years of love, laughter and friendship that we commemorate today.

Family

In the last ten years our immediate families have more than doubled from 15 to 31. We've welcomed several new brothers and sisters and even more little nieces and nephews, and together we've mourned the passing of three grandfathers and two grandmothers.

Messy Business

Our own little family has expanded as we have welcomed three wonderful little boys into our home. Each of our cute little boys has come with a cute little bum that is in constant need of changing. To date I estimate that we have gone through roughly 7600 diaper changes between the two of us. At 25 cents each, that's almost $2000; I believe this means that we earn ourselves a pretty nice vacation when we finally get these tykes potty-trained.

Working for a living

You’ve got me beat by a point in the job count, but together we've worked a total of 13 jobs since we've been married. Though you have spent the majority of your time working to develop the impressionable minds of children as both a mother and teacher, I have been impressed by your willingness to roll up your sleeves, supporting the family with everything from chopping veggies to crunching numbers while I finished up with school. My jobs have been more on the mundane side with positions like teaching assistant or grader, but possibly my favorite was the 10 months I spent in an auto shop learning how to work on cars. That training has certainly served us well.

Getting Around

Any guesses how many vehicles we've owned in ten years? We've owned exactly 6 cars during our marriage, and we've named everyone according to its personality. From the twin sisters Trixi and Prixi who were always acting up to get attention; to the Yoda, our regrettable impulse buy; to our current people movers Odie and Hickup. But for some reason our fondest memories have been with Sven (our little Svedish svedan). Sven was the first car we bought together; he brought us 1374 miles across the country to grad school in Wisconsin as well as the 147 miles back and forth to Chicago every month for temple trips; and he was at the center of a rather miraculous repair job when we were our most destitute. But more than anything, we enjoyed the laughter and conversations during our hours of driving around together in his more comfortable than average seats.

And we can never forget the '73 Kawasaki motorcycle that I attempted to restore. I’ve decided to name him Osu, the Japanese word for push, because I spent a lot more time pushing him than actually riding.

Movin' on up

We've managed to stay relatively put over the years, moving just three times from Orem to Madison to Peoria: a total of 1573.6 miles. You’ve kept us organized and sane each time through the process while I did the grunt work.

Reading Between the Lines

One of our favorite things to do is to find a good book and curl up together and read to each other out loud. Together we've read more than 7500 pages from authors like Dan Brown, Grisham, and C.S. Lewis, and from some great series like Eragon, Hunger Games, and Series of Unfortunate Events. Notice the absence of Harry Potter from the list, probably a travesty to many, but we really never got into it. Perhaps that will be the next 2000 or so pages we decide to tackle.

Dedicated Service

Together we've served in a total of 13 callings, from my brief stint as the ward chorister to your latest calling as the compassionate service coordinator.  Most notably, however, have been the 4 opportunities we've had to work together in teaching assignments. It seems like someone was aware of how well we work together as a team. My personal favorite was the year in Madison that we were asked to put together a Mission Prep class for the youth of the stake. We didn't have a prepared curriculum to go from, so we got to work together to develop our own lessons from the new (at the time) Preach My Gospel reference.

In addition to our callings, I estimate that we've been to the temple about 75 times, about 20 of which we were able to sit together and hold hands through the session because of the layout of the Chicago Temple. We will always cherish those trips to Chicago where we made a concerted effort to turn off the radio and instead use the time for sharing memories from our childhood and impressions from the temple.

Windows of Heaven

Based on our combined AGI from the last ten tax returns, I estimate we've contributed (redacted) in tithing during our ten years of marriage. When you look at the numbers on this scale it's easy to think that that money could have constituted a substantial nest egg or perhaps a stellar European vacation or even a dream sports car. But as I look back through the years, it's equally easy to acknowledge the blessings of continued employment, ample sustenance and comfortable shelter. As I reflect on these blessings, it is easier to focus on gratitude than on the sacrifice.

Measure in Love

Even with the conservative estimate of an average 60 beats per minute, I would guess that my heart has beat at least 315,360,000 times since our hearts were joined together in marriage (18,250 fewer if you deduct the average of three times per day that my heart skips a beat when you walk into the room). Regardless of the actual number, I am certain that each and every one of those beats has been for you, Lindsey. You have become my closest confidant, my best friend, and my greatest partner. You are constantly in my thoughts, my dreams and my aspirations. I love you, and after ten years I can't imagine life without you. I look forward to the next 10 years and 300,000,000 heartbeats. I can't wait to look back and see what we have accomplished together.

Happy Anniversary!!

Love,

Ryan