My Kids...my life

So I mentioned awhile ago that I wanted to do a post about my fantastic children. Well, I have finally found the time to sit down and my computer is going to cooperate with me, so a couple pictures with the post as well.

Zander had his one year well check appointment about a month ago, but here are his statistics anyway.

wt: 20 lbs - 50%

ht: 38" - 90%

Tall and skinny, just like his sister.


So, Zander, what a crack up. He has so much personality in him, we laugh a lot around here. But he also has a lot of fire in him...that kid can scream bloody murder at the drop of a hat when he doesn't get his way. He is learning real quick that mom and dad don't put up with that...we just ignore the tantrums and he quits in a matter of seconds. Funny kid. The other day, he didn't want to come in the house after playing out back, so he screamed and tried to wiggle his way out of my arms and when I set him down, he threw himself on his belly on the floor and stared at me, while crying and pushing himself backwards. It was quite the spectacle...but I just laughed and told him to come see me when he was done. I know, horrible mother, right...why wouldn't I just pick him up...because then he would have me wrapped around his little tantrums all the time.


But I love that kid, because aside from his very colorful attitude, he has a fantastic wit and charm about him. He knows how to melt your heart with his head tilt and sly little grin. He laughs when everyone else is laughing, usually at something hilarious he has done. His giggle is contagious, just makes you want to giggle with him.

Zander is walking now, and I love it. He walks around here so fast...I really have to keep and eye on him. We were at my parents house on sunday and I realized that the bathroom door was open...and I hadn't seen Z in a little bit. So I walked in to my son squatting on the toilet seat with one foot in...aaahhhh gross. Luckily the water was clean. But he just looked at me with this huge grin, tilted his head to the side with a look in his eye like he was saying, "really, what are you gonna do?". Naturally, I busted up laughing and picked the little turkey up...he laughed with me. Wish I had a picture of that look.

He loves his mommy for sure. We definitely got a "daddy's girl" and a "momma's boy". I love that. He is always pulling on my pants saying "momma"....pick me up already. Life has definitely gotten interesting around here since Zander came into it.

Check out this picture, my little pre-madonna diva posing for her "shot", and then Zander trying to give me a smile. I think he looks just like his birthfather in this picture...being all sneaky about his smile.

Then there is our Kya.

Sunday I dressed the kids in Easter clothes, since we won't be going to church on Easter this year. I love dolling them all up, and I especially love that Kya gets into it just as much as I do. She is so pretty, and really doesn't even need to try. She had her first talk on sunday in primary. I was so excited when they gave her the assignment...I have looked forward to the day when I have a little one in primary that got to speak. She was a champ. I didn't make her memorize her talk, for fear that she would be too shy in front of all those kids, and I knew she would want me to help her anyhow. She did great, spoke loud, look out into her audience, and didn't look nervous at all.

We get home from church and I wanted her to recite her talk for daddy on the video phone...since he was out of town this weekend...the stinker had her talk memorized. I could have let her do the whole thing by herself. What a smarty pants.

Kya is three and a half, and even though I have been blessed with an angel child who always listens and is so calm and mild...the "terrible threes" still prove to be true with her. She likes to challenge me...maybe because she is so smart, but she has definitely developed her own little attitude. She has just figured out how to push our buttons...but man I love her.

She loves to read, and I know that deep down inside she wants so bad to read all by herself, but she is no dummy...She also knows that if she learns to read by herself, that would mean that mommy wouldn't have to all the time and she would lose precious time with me. She is just as sneaky as her brother, only she out smarts me, where Zander out runs me. I must be getting old...my kids are faster and smarter.

Kya is such a good helper around the house, and at the gym...she is always wanting to "clean" with me. I love having a clean freak as a child, just like me. Her room is a different story...she has a Zoo in there. We spring cleaned yesterday and she didn't want to throw much out, her animals mean a lot to her. But she loved helping me...as long as I was in there with her. Whenever I need a break (since my dang medication knocks me out), she tells me, "don't go nap...I can't be left alone". Breaks my heart.

Kya really has struggled with me going to work lately, she just cries when I leave, and tells me, "I want to go to work with you". But Daddy is always here and she forgets all about me real quick. The other night daddy had a tea party with her...so cute.

If you are still with me on this post...bless your heart. I really didn't intend on this being a brag/complain session, more for journaling and just some things I've wanted to remember. Now that the kids are journaled, I can't finish this post without writing a little something about Carl. What an awesome man. The last few months have been so fun...we always knew we were meant to be together, but recently we both have reconnected on a level so difficult to explain. Everyday you go through life facing daily challenges and you know there is a reason for it, but then when you can look at your best friend, soulmate, eternal companion...whatever you prefer (all apply for me), and you can really see the BIG PICTURE, you look at them differently. I can't imagine my life without Carl, and I most definitely look forward to an eternity with him.

Throughout our relationship, there has always been a mutual respect for one another and one another's hobbies...so we have always supported each other, because that's what you do in a marriage. You go along for the ride, even though you may not want to, but just to make the other happy, right? But now I go along for the ride because I truly want to see him succeed, and truly enjoy life, and really be happy...not just because. Seeing Carl happy is all I need to be happy myself, so I now focus a lot of my energy on doing all I can to make him happy. It's not about convenience, or if I have time...its about seeing him smile and know that that's all I need.

I have shared this story with some, but I don't know that I have ever written it down. Its personal, but worth sharing. For the year before I met Carl, I had a recurring dream about a man; he stood tall, hands on hips and a big, gorgeous smile. This man wore designer glasses and had a stance of confidence. I never saw his face, just his smile. Shortly after I met Carl we exchanged pictures...
The picture he gave me...its the man I saw in my dreams for almost a year. So cheesy and way to corny for even me to stand it...but I truly married the 'man of my dreams'.

Ok, enough mush...my back hurts, its raining, I have a ton of laundry to do...spring cleaning is just around the corner and oh ya, I still have a stupid bladder.....How's that for reality. I am there, just don't always want to be.

Much needed update.

So I was going to post some great pictures of Kya making cookies with me this morning, we made GREEN pancakes, with GREEN syrup and GREEN applejuice. Kya was totally getting into it...that's my daughter for sure. Zander just wanted to eat the pancake...didn't care about the color so much. But when he went down for a nap, we made cookies and iced them green.

I have been meaning to post a journal entry for a while, but just haven't had the time. This will probably be a quick one and when I can get my computer to actually upload pictures, I will post pics later. So the last few weeks have been physically hard on us. Carl's back continues to bother him and according to the doctor yesterday, just more meds and injections for now before diving into surgery. Carl wasn't too happy, he just wants the pain to go away...I don't blame him. I feel so bad for him...7 months of pain can be really wearing on you.

Then there is my dang bladder...anyone want to donate a new one to me...hahaha. Just before we left for Hawaii I had a cystourethroscope...NOT FUN! But we finally (medically) diagnosed me with Interstitial Cystitis. Like a UTI, only ten times worse and ALL the time. Since we finally know for sure that that is what is wrong with me (one of my many ailments and issues) we are now treating it with daily antiinflammatory pills instead of antibiotics. Diet is really the only way to manage it...no cure. So now that I have cut out any citrus (all those yummy fruits), any tomato based foods, red sauces, some veggies, AVOCADO (boohoo), can meats, nuts, many dressings and condiments, spices and seasonings among other foods....OH ya, CHOCOLATE...(dang it), I am now down to bread, pasta, water, milk and anything else bland you can think of. Talk about boring.

But after one evening of indulging on a lemon lime drink (2 to be honest), I have been paying for it for two weeks...even with medication. So diet management it is.

Another post later I also want to do an update on my little Zander, he has more personality in his little finger than most people do in their whole body. He cracks me up. Again, all for another post, but his latest...HE IS WALKING...and I love it.

Well, ta ta for now, ran out of time.