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Sweetest Moments {top 10}

one week old today~lots of sissy loving~annabelle keeps count of how many times she’s held him~falls asleep anywhere except his cradle at night~big eyes that get bigger when the sissy monsters are around~Uncle Corey will have to teach him to survive a house of girls~holding hands is the sweetest moment until she squeezes too hard~good and perfect gifts from above
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Top 10: What I Do All Day

I’m a little bit already on a blog hiatus.  It’s because when I sit up, like in this computer chair, this baby protests.  He protests lying down, too, but he tolerates it more between the hours of 1 and 3 p.m. than he does between 1 and 3 a.m., so I’ve been doing a lot more napping.  But I’ve got a few posts tucked in my head for moments I want to remember before I’m a mother of four and one of them is this Top 10.

Awhile back, I wrote about my “done list”.  It’s much better than a “to-do” list because it’s a list of all I’ve actually accomplished in that day and makes me feel a little more justified about being home with my toddler (the fact that I think I need justification is a whole other post I’ve got rolling around and will get to at some point).  Often, my husband will ask, “What did you and Amelia do today?”  Never in a sarcastic way that implies he can’t believe the house is a wreck and dinner’s not ready, but in a curious, he’d really like to know kind of way.  So here’s a bit of insight into my daily grind with one.  I’m sure there will be an addendum to this once I’m home with toddler, newborn, and big sisters on summer vacation.

One.
I try to keep the house neat and organized.

See how she’s sorting books?
Two.
When I can’t keep up with #1, I bring in reinforcements.
i.e. We babysit for our friends in exchange for free labor.
Two year olds are excellent at dusting with the baby wipes they pull out by the handful.

Three.
I plan a lot of meals that appeal to my family.
Like chocolate.


And homemade pizza.

Four.
I clip coupons and plan grocery trips that require bribery with suckers.
Five.
I appraise a lot of really fine art.

Six.
I enforce rules.
Such as “no eating off the floor because I’d rather clean the couch.”

Seven.
I make incredible Food Network worthy lunches.
Then I coerce picky toddlers into eating.
Eight.
I referee these three hoodlums.
Nine.
I listen to great stories about school.
As in, who moved their card (not Annabelle)
the “copper” snake on the playground
and why lunch was no good today.
Ten.
As CEO of a small, but productive, company, I revel everyday in the fact that this is my personal assistant.

Is she ready to take on more job responsibility as a big sister?
I sure hope so!

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Top 10 Things To Do {Before Baby}

Gus will be here soon.  
And he might appreciate it if I was a tiny bit ready.
Not because a newborn can notice a nursery 
but because nursing is easier when mommy is relaxed(ish).
So getting these things done might help
Top 10 Things To Do {Before Baby}
as in right now:
1. Plant the garden.  Amelia’s already on it.
2.  Find a new home for this very large cardboard box turned playhouse that was supposed to only last through New Year’s.  It’s still here and they still play in it.  We need a new distraction.
3.  Clean out and re-organize my out-of-control (again) kitchen cabinets.  Especially because the upper ones have to make room for baby paraphinalia again.
4.  Organize, and maybe finally make functional, this tiny “linen closet” in the hall bath.  I had to take this picture in the mirror because otherwise you might be disillusioned into thinking it’s a significant size.  It’s very deeply recessed into the wall which translates to: I can’t reach anything at the back of it.
5.  Deal with Amelia’s closet.  At least on a temporary basis until we switch the nursery and the office and Gus moves in with her.  
6.  Deal with Gus’s closet.  Right now, I’m storing all we’ve been given in an armoire, but it’s not as functional as I would like.  Plus, I don’t need 24 mo clothing in with 3-6 month.  But those shelves of boy clothes are a blessing I’m grateful for.
7.  Are you sensing a trend?  This is the big girls’ closet and it’s on the list too. We’re planning an actual real closet system in this one.  IKEA, here we come.
8.  I’ve also got to find room in our already crowded master for the cradle, and if I can manage it, the pack-and-play which we use as a changing station.  We had both set up for Amelia two years ago, but that was before the bookcase and when I was more disciplined about the clutter.  Right now our room is a holding area for anything that’s supposed to go somewhere else.  It’s certainly not a restful retreat…
9.  On the aformentioned bookshelf in the master is one shelf that looks like this.  It’s horrible.  It’s a pile of pictures and memorabilia that belong in baby books or photo albums, NOT piled like this ready to fall off at any moment.  It’s definitely a project that needs tackling.  And I don’t know why I put it off.  I could probably handle it in an hour.
10.  We’re looking to add more storage to that hall bath with the ridiculous “closet”.  I’m thinking some sort of cabinet on that very barren wall.  And mounted towel racks are becoming a must.  Then there are those hairbows to contend with…
So there you have it.  A peek inside my very messy life.  Some people think I’m organized. I probably just shattered all their illusions.  Sigh.
See any project you’re just itching to come help with?
Linking up today with Angie over at Many Little Blessings.
Post inspired by Julia over at Black Tag Diaries.
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Top Ten Tonsillectomy Facts

If you found this post via the great Google world, thanks for stopping by. Just know, it’s 4 years old. It’s not my best writing. And it’s our personal experience. Everyone’s is different. Since writing this, I’ve quit my job, had another baby, become a full-time writer/mama (novel coming 2017), and put my third daughter through a tonsillectomy that flared up an underlying neurological condition. If you’re interested in any of that hop over to my home page, just my story, or read about Clinically Isolated Syndrome right here. If not, good luck with your T&A. My best advice? Expect anything.

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If you follow this blog or stalk me on facebook or know me in real life you know we’ve had some medical drama lately in the life of my six-in-three-weeks daughter, Annabelle.  Here’s what I’ve learned from her recent tonsillectomy (and adenoidectomy if that’s a word) that I hope might be of help to anyone staring down giant tonsils that must come out of their kid’s throat.  I’ll be praying for you.  Seriously.
one.
Believe the doctor/nurse/anesthesiologist when they tell you that your child will be furious upon waking up and realizing they have no tonsils and a giant needle in their hand.  Expect the kicking, screaming, and thrashing about.  There may even be some foaming at the mouth.  But this is not the worst because your sweet baby still has some heavy drugs in her system and will pass back out shortly.
two.
Understand that tylenol with codeine will put this monster to sleep but it may not turn off the pain they’re experiencing.  Don’t be afraid to call and ask for something stronger.  Doctors know best, but you know your child’s tolerance level best and, believe me, if they’re little, they have no tolerance.
three.
Don’t buy a lot of food beforehand.  For us it’s only an old wives’ tale that post-tonsillectomy patients want popsicles and ice cream.  Belle wanted (and still doesn’t really want) either.  I bought at least fifty popsicles.  The good kind.  They look like crayons.  But so far, if she’s eaten anything with consistency, it’s been bland.  Like naked noodles.  And that wasn’t until day three post-op.
four.
As a parent we strive for good nutrition for our kids.  That means that when they won’t eat anything you’ll offer (and cave) to anything to get them to eat.  I sympathize more than ever now with parents of picky eaters.  Oh, and apparently an ounce an hour is enough fluid to keep a 42 lb kid going.  So says the ER doc.
five.
Rely on someone else.  There’s no winning battles with stubborn kids who are on meds.  If they’ll accept medicine from someone else (even your mother-in-law) let them do it, no matter how inadequate it might make you (the mom) feel.  yeah, that might be a whole other top 10 issue.
six.
If the recovering patient wants to try something that you would never think she would want and it’s not going to risk scratching her throat, let her try it.  Annabelle has eaten both pop-tarts and crescent rolls with great enthusiasm for the past two days.  She still won’t touch the ice cream and left an uneaten bowl of chocolate pudding on the table.
seven.
On day five (to seven) the scabs come off.  This is tricky business.  Days three and four make you think she’s making progress and the worst is over.  Then she’s hysterical at 4:15 in the morning when by all accounts on the medicine bottle the Lortab has just worn off.
eight.
Send her back to school as soon as possible.  We had a Wednesday surgery, so after five days, she went back to school on Monday morning.  Distraction makes a kid forget they’re “supposed” to hurt.
nine.
Get a good icepack.  For some reason just holding that on her throat calmed my child more than anything else.  In a pinch you can always use frozen vegetables. Or in my case the old freezer pack I used to use when packing bottles.
ten.
Just hold that baby.  Or rub their arms.  Don’t touch their face.  This might cause sudden shrieking spasms.  And know that those moments are foreshadows of a future delivery room when she’s making you a grandmother and remember when that time comes, you want to be safely waiting down the hall.
Any more tips for me?