May 23, 2013

The Stomach Bug, Nursery, & Our Newest Addition

Asher had his first case of the stomach flu and man was it bad.  I've always known that I'll be the mom that can't clean up her kid's puke - and this gave me the chance to prove it.  It was rough.

Then don't you feel like when you (or your baby) are sick, everything falls apart, and it's like one big giant pity party?  Am I the only one?  I start thinking how all plans have to be changed and EVERYTHING IS RUINED.  (Dramatic?)  I was supposed to host a girls night at my house tonight but I'm sure no one would want to come to my (germ infested, throw-up) house, so we had to switch locations.  And why in the moment does that seem like the end of the world?

Anyway, Asher was pretty miserable for a few hours, but luckily it only lasted a day (and only bad about 8 hours) and he was really sweet and cuddly for those few hours.

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Asher has now been going to nursery for almost four months.  Don't ask me where the time's gone.  I just want to remember how he's done with going and I'm sure if I don't write it down I will forget.  Well he loves talking about nursery.  All week long he talks about "ne-ne" and what he does there - "play," "Jude, daddy, Manny" (his friends whose names he can say, Jude, Kylee and Mady), "mmm" (eat/snacks) and "popcorn" (popcorn popping.  he is obsessed).

So.  He talks about it all week.  But when we walk into that little room, he freezes.  He clings to my legs and all he can say is "no" over and over.  The poor kid gets so nervous and suddenly doesn't care about friends, toys, snacks or popcorn popping.  After a few minutes I leave, he cries, and I stand outside the door hoping he calms down.  He always does, about 30 seconds or less after I leave.  Of course when we pick him up he is excited to tell us all about it again.  Last Sunday I walked in, plopped him down on the blanket (and he wasn't clinging to my legs) and I quickly snuck out.  Hooray to week one of no crying!
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We got a frog.  Not only have I managed to keep Ish alive for five whole months, we are now up to two pets.  I think Asher is pretty set on naming this poor frog Apple.  When we got it, we asked him, "Asher, what do you want to name your frog?"  "Apple"  Seriously.  This kid is obsessed with apples.  We thought maybe he didn't understand what we were asking, and there's no way he really wants to name his frog Apple, so we let it slide and forgot about it.

Last night we said to Asher - "Asher, we need to name your frog.  What do you want to name it?"  We started listing off names (boy names, because I assumed it was a boy frog).  As Asher said no to each name we suggested he got a cute little smirk on his face, and said, "Apple".  So after confirming it with him again this morning, his frog is indeed named Apple.  And I guess that makes his frog a girl.

Ish & Apple:

May 17, 2013

Mother's Day


I had a great Mother's Day this year. Marcus was so sweet and let me sleep in and made me delicious breakfast in bed. We were able to Skype with my little brother on his mission and spend the evening with my mom and family. I am so grateful to my mom, for everything she has taught me and all the love she has always shown me. I know that I am lucky to have such a wonderful mom.

Like usual I have lots of thoughts on Mother's Day and where I am in my life right now. Lots of days I feel like life is just too good to be true and like I might just burst from happiness, as dumb as that may sound. I had pictures taken of me and Asher again this year because I loved them so much last year. I will post them soon with all of the words and thoughts from Mother's Day 2013.