For Valentine’s Day, I got the boys each a Star Wars journal from the Target dollar spot, along with markers and a bit over-sized Hersey kiss.
Daniel has taken to writing and drawing in his already. They have other books similar to these, but they mainly just draw and color. This particular journal, however, has several entries already from my 1st grader. There are two Lego Movie reviews inside, as well as a reflective autobiography of sorts.
For those with issues reading it, I will interpret:
“I have a secret room. I sleep in it at nap time and bed time. I eat at my secret room. I eat candy. I have a crush-oh wait I don’t know who my crush is yet. My favorite movie is the Lego movie. My favorite food is goulash. My favorite color is silver. My favorite book is Jack and Annie. I like to be a scientist.”
To clarify a few points:
1-The secret room is under his bed, but his headboard is a bookshelf too, which provides a space that he can sit under and essentially hide. I know about this “room” but Daddy is not allowed to know, although of course he does. Daniel, however, does not sleep in it. But I suppose saying you sleep in it sounds pretty cool.
2-The candy in said room are some Starbursts from Halloween. Yes, I wrote Halloween. I usually moderate candy and keep it hidden and divvy it out as I see fit, but the boys enjoyed counting the Starbursts and stacking them, playing “vitamin shoppe” with them, so I let them keep them. They’ve obviously learned moderation and savoring skills, hence some still being left.
3-The crush deal must be from it being Valentine’s Day when he wrote it. We don’t really use that term, but it is one heard seasonally, I suppose. Wesley does have a “girl friend” that he claims to like, named Autumn from our church, so Daniel keeps trying to think on who he might like, but never really seems to come up with a girl he likes enough to claim.
4-Goulash is nothing fancy. I know most families have their own version of what goulash is to them. I grew up eating goulash of the following type: macaroni noodles, ground beef, and ketchup; that’s it. Thomas joined the fam and it turns out to be one of his favorite as well. I don’t tend to make it, like ever. But Thomas finds it to be a staple go-to if he is ever on the hook for dinner. I make fun of him for this, cause it requires little effort and isn’t really healthy, although it is quite tasty. His preparation of such a dinner is what yielded Daniel to say on Thomas’s Valentine card, “I love the foods you make.” Pretty sure momma wouldn’t get that credential, cause I don’t just do goulash and spaghetti.
5-Jack and Annie books are actually _The Magic Tree House_ series. We use to read them to him at night. Now, he just reads them all on his own. He is currently on #42, _A Good Night for Ghosts_.
6-Daniel claims science is his thing. I am glad for it! I just hope he never really wants me to help him too much, for beyond the fun, easily found on the Internet experiment ideas, I am not really good at science. That will be a “go ask your Daddy” type of thing, should he keep with it as his favorite.
As for the entry, I just love it all! After he wrote it, he stood before me and recited it like he was performing a play. He has great intonation and articulation when he reads aloud, and I honestly think it is quite impressive. I hear other kids his age read aloud and they are monotone or extremely focused on the words (which is completely appropriate!) but Daniel will give characters voices, fluctuate his tone, or pick up on punctuation cues and read accordingly. Hearing him so boldly tell me about himself was fun, and as a writing teacher, I love his freeness in writing, even if so many words are spelled wrong, cause for such a long time my little perfectionist was worried to write without being correct, always asking me how to spell words. I would respond “just do the best you can son” and he would try but ask again a time or two. He’s obviously moved past that phase!
The day in February which my boys had so eagerly anticipated finally came, and it wasn’t the birth of their sister, it was the release of The Lego Movie!
For months we’ve been waiting. Everyone in our family is a Lego fan, big and small. Thomas has collected all his life. I remember our first Christmas together he got a small set in his stocking from his mother. The tradition continues, year after year. Now, our boys have inherited their dad’s 25 years of collecting, sans a few sets that Thomas keeps at his office. You know, the ones he calls “business expenses” and justifies buying for his child clients to play with during therapy (ha! Good one Thomas. Totally believable).
For Christmas, our family was given gift cards for the movie theater. We saved them up and spent them on the 3D showing of the movie on opening night. Thomas’s sister and family joined us in the fun, and it ended up being a memorable night for all.
The movie was great! I truly recommend it for the Lego lover in your life, whether that be yourself or your kiddos. 3D is honestly not something to spend your money–or gift cards–on, so I suggest skipping that added expense. Although many funny moments have been shared in previews for the movie, many more exist, and all the humor is safe humor for the whole family. There are several “what the heck!” and “dang it!” statements but nothing too worrisome. An unexpected lesson is taught within the movie, and it is a good one. I might have teared up at one particular moment, right after laughing hysterically at how well some of the moments correlated with my sweet boys, big and small. I thought the almost tears were just me, but it impacted others I have talked to as well.
Our kiddos were giddy as we left and they also were given an exclusive mini-figure of Emmet, the main character, as part of the movie experience. The next day, they sang songs from the movie all day long, and today Daniel began what he considers a grand project in which he will create a Lego box based off the movie. The first steps are drawing the image for the box cover and asking me for 6 ziplock bags for each step of the building process.
Now that the Lego movie has occurred this baby is welcome to come. Let’s see how well she listens or how long she keeps making us wait :)
I am very happy with how her room looks! Most everything is repurposed or reused from the boys’ nursery or from around our home. A trip to Goodwill plus some pray paint and it all came together just as I had hoped.
There are two items that I purchased for her room: the sage sign with the verse from Zephaniah 3:17 “The Lord your God is with you. He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you. He will quiet you with his love. He will rejoice over you with singing.” When I saw it, I immediately loved it. Same goes for the “She knew she was worth far more than rubies” pillow that is in her crib at time of the photos (don’t worry—when baby comes out, pillow will come out).
My sister-in-law, Elizabeth, was quite the detective and came across a few of my likes and was able to manage some pics from Thomas to get a good grasp on what colors we were adding to the boy color pallet. She also talked to me and discovered a few of my decorative wants, such as a big “H” to display, which were all completely sold out upon my jaunts to the hobby stores. Go figure. She shared the news with my mom-in-law and sis-in-law, Michelle, too.
With the help of my friends Tiffany, I managed to find a lamp and a nice frame at Goodwill. She and another friend, Amber, arranged the collage items with me how we thought looked best, and we ended up using some items in ways different than I originally thought, such as the small letters inside the turquoise frame, compliments of Michelle.
Finally, I had the cushions on the yard sale glider recovered by one of my mom’s very talented friends, and a wonderful husband moved and compiled and nailed and spray painted everything until we got our finished product.
Now, we wait a bit to see until when baby Hazel decides to come and see her room!
Well, we are almost there for baby #3′s arrival, sitting at about 3 weeks left, which is hard to believe! So many people have said “It doesn’t seem like it has been that long!” and even as the one that is pregnant, I have to agree. The reason behind this I think is that the first trimester it was a special secret that we kept. The second trimester, we finally shared, and then about 2 weeks later I had my wreck, so there was a hospital stay, two months of a wired jaw, and two surgeries that filled that time. The third trimester came and life was quickly greeted with Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years, and now, just a bit is left, and since we really like for baby to pick her own birthday, we know that 3 weeks until due date could mean she comes tomorrow or in 4 weeks. We’ll know soon enough!
So, with this being the neglected pregnancy as far as documentation, I thought I might take a quick moment to finally make another blog post and to share some baby bump pics, some “preggo selfies” which are extremely hard to take as far as fitting in face and belly, yet infinitely easier than trying to get a kid to take a belly pic or to manage to keep myself looking cute until Thomas comes home. I will also give ya a few thoughts on this pregnancy, which are based off some questions a college friend posted on her blog. All the pregnant pictures feel a bit narcissistic but I really do want to document her growth in me and not let her be that poor neglected third child!
How far along? 36 1/2 to an official 37 weeks…..keeping track has gotten hard honestly!
Total weight gain? 18 pounds. Don’t think I’m a saint in this aspect. This is just the culmination of a nauseous first trimester with no weight gain and a wired jaw second trimester that resulted in weight loss at the start.
Maternity clothes? Um, yeah, totally. At this point, it had become more about “what still actually fits?” and also we’ve had some really cold weather, which wasn’t a battle with my pregnancies with the boys, so I am trying to layer the more summerish wardrobe to make it work.
Sleep? Up until last night, I would say things have been great. I flip flop sides a bunch, but mostly I sleep nicely. Last night, however, I ended up with some awfully annoying lower back pain and I jabbed the hubby quite a bit of snoring, which ended up just making me mad.
Best moment this week? All the moments when the boys just come up and put their hands on my belly, hug the bump, or kiss Hazel in the womb. They will just do this frequently throughout the day, with such love and gentleness, and that is pretty special. I also enjoy all the times when Thomas will lean over at night and talk to her, telling her that he loves her.
Miss anything? I miss working out and running. I feel soooo out of shape. First, I took a fitness sabbatical for a few weeks after my wreck. When I picked things back up about 5 weeks later, my body had changed so much with baby that it was already harder to do many simple tasks. Then, the holidays and now the extreme cold, coupled with the bigness of belly, I feel very restricted in what I can and should do at this point. I am eager to get back at running, mainly cause it is a major stress relief and spiritual prayer time.
Movement? Hazel is totally a mover! Right now, things are at the alien stage, where it looks like a crazy thing is trying to escape, which is humorous, beautiful, and creepy all at once.
Cravings? At the very start, it was tacos. That was all I wanted to eat. That has basically gone by the wayside and now the new craving is water. I mean this for real. I drink an unbelievable amount of water lately. I honestly wonder how my body can hold that much. Thomas says the fact it is so cold allows me to drink more, cause my skin is soaking up so much due to the dry and cold air. I am obviously gearing up for delivery, cause I just want water and more water. Thomas and I even took what we viewed as “last date before baby” on Sunday and I had three, yes three, glasses of water just for me, which the waiter had to fill back up for me. That means I drank 6 glasses of water, just as dinner.
Have you started to show yet? Yeah. I totally can’t comprehend those “I didn’t know I was pregnant” people. It is completely apparent. I am obviously showing enough to get the “Any day now, right?” and “You look like you are going to pop” comments, which make me want to punch the speaker in her face. Not joke. I just grin and smile but really want to reply, “It is whenever baby decides!” and “What are you? My 4 and 7 year old? Cause they think that the baby is just going to pop out of my belly. Babies come through vaginas. You should know that.You have had 3 of them yourself. Oh—-and at least I have a reason for my belly. Can you tell me what yours is?” If it were just said once,”You are about to pop!,” it wouldn’t be a big deal, but people say it a lot, like they are being original or something. There are truly only two things you should say to a pregnant woman: 1: You look great! or 2. Nothing. That’s it.
Labor signs? Yeah, lots of practice contractions have been happening, but nothing painful or regular. She’s doing the right thing though, so that is good.
Wedding ring on or off? Just this past week, the wedding rings have felt a little tight, but with all the cold weather, they get loose occasionally too. I sometimes wear a ring that belonged to my grandmother, coupled with my True Love Waits wedding band, to make a nice “fat fingers” set.
Name possibilities? Hazel Karen! We’re very pleased with this choice. We have great stories on why we chose each name, which I will share at some point :)
Looking forward to? When she will get here! I can’t wait to see when her birthday will be! (and birth time—both boys greeted us in the early morning hours)
And so, we’re almost ready for her to greet us. We have a few more things to finish up in her room, a bit more organizing and washing of clothes to do, but mainly we are set. The boys think they are ready (they thing she is going to come out ready to play with them–ha!). Thomas already knows she will have him wrapped around her finger, and I am ready for precious cuddles and nursing, not so much the sleepless nights though.