So, has it really been over a month since my last post? Yep, it sure has. Life is busy...as always. And I am sure life will just get busier come March...or hopefully, February 29th! Yes, I would love to have a leap year baby...I think it would be fun...my husband disagrees.
So, there has been a lot that has happened in the last month. Hubey had his birthday party...which looked the same as the year before and the year before...I am not creative. God has blessed me with boys...I don't need to be creative...they don't care about the details...they care about the candy. So, he wanted a "letters" b-day party (I gave him a series of other "typical" party ideas for a three year-old boy...Hubey is not typical...he is typical with his behavior and the terrible threes have arrived...oh.my.word have they arrived...will save for another post)...I did have grand ideas with cupcakes, but he wanted a cake and not cupcakes...so scratch my idea and he saved me some time...good for me. So, we just put a "H" on his cake, which I didn't get any pictures of...oh, well. I am terrible at taking pictures. He enjoyed the party...how could he not?!? There was a pinata! He has the same passion for pinatas as I do (I did have them at my parties until I was twelve...did I mention what a cool child I was...doubtful). It was a good time!
The boys enjoyed Halloween...Hubey more so than Judah. Hubey was so thrilled to run up to every door to say, "Trick or Treat"...it was a highlight. He was a puppy...again. Hey, if it ain't broke...don't fix it. He'll be sad when his puppy costume no longer fits next year and Judah is the puppy! Judah was a monkey this year...so cute! His highlight of the night was being pushed in his tricycle and if you tried to take him out, he would scream bloody murder! We hit about fifteen houses, which provided a lot of candy...for me. I have eaten every piece of chocolate from the bowl...seriously, every.single.piece. I love Halloween...my kids get dressed in costumes and bring me free candy...I wish everyday was Halloween.
Overall, the boys are good...terrible threes for Hugh and Judah is a our little tornado who enjoys pushing buttons. Judah makes us laugh...he is the kid that will run past his brother and slap him and keep on running (not like Hugh would go after him...at least not yet). Judah can also be the sweetest little baby ever since he is such a cuddler...I LOVE IT! He also likes to pat your back when you pat his...so cute. I was going to put their stats in the blog, but it has been a month since their appointments...but I'll guess...Judah was around 24lbs. and 31in. and Hugh was around 32lbs. and 38in. - I figure I am close and it is good enough.
I am twenty-seven weeks and little boy Saylor looks great. We are certain we have a first name for our boy...Samuel...and of course, I will be calling him Sammy. Hubey calls him Lucas and he is certain that will be his name...sorry buddy, it isn't going to happen. Lucas is a favorite of mine, but we think Sammy is a good fit for our newest son...the goal is to just have one syllable names for our sons...Hugh, Jude, and Sam! I still get sick about four times a week...either right after breakfast or before I go to sleep at night. Like I have said before, it would not be a pregnancy for me unless I got sick. Honestly, my gut tells me I will be getting sick this entire pregnancy since I had an easy start...ah, sigh. It is so crazy to me that some women never get sick during pregnancy...what a foreign concept. No, once again...there will be no belly pictures...I don't document belly pictures. I have the joy of seeing my belly everyday. I really popped out the last couple of weeks...yippee! I can already see my "friends" (stretchmarks) coming back to play...yippee! I eat terrible all the time and it doesn't bother me (I know, I am a terrible mother)...pregnancy is hard enough (at least for me), so I don't put any additional stress about trying to stick to the pregnancy food list that I should be eating. I also eat soft cheeses, sushi, and I am sure a million other things that are one the "do not" eat list...oh well. Our little guy is active and moving all around, so he is all good...and I bet he likes soft cheeses and all the taboo items!
Lastly, we are officially mini-van owners. Yep, we made the plunge and cruise in our van with pride. I love mini-vans...always have loved them...how can you not? I don't care if there is a stigma associated with them...the stigma is true...I am a mom with young children...no big shock there. Hugh loves the van since he has his own air vent and Judah will love that as well this summer since he practically melted in our car this past summer.
Our Alaska adventure post will be coming in the next week...good times had by all!
Three?!? Really, it has already been three years?!? A little hard to believe at times, and then at times it feels like ten years! Our sweet Hugh "Hubey" William is three years old today.
You, our sweet boy, add so much joy to our lives. The joy started from the moment we found out I was pregnant. We knew you would change our lives forever, but I don't think we knew how much change one child could really bring. You can bring the change...you brought it from day one and you bring it everyday!
It is hard to look back and remember the last year (it was much easier when I was blogging every week)...I can barely remember last week. You have grown so much this past year...more in personality than weight (about three pounds this year isn't much...wish I could say the same for my weight gain).
You have shown us what an incredible big brother you are - you adore Judah. He is your best bud. You are such a big helper - you want to help all the time (I wish I could be a more relaxed mom and let you help more...that is a goal of mine for your third year). I am looking forward to you helping with the new baby - since you still tend to enjoy waking in the night, you can take the middle of the night feeding. You are going to be a terrific big brother to this new brother as well. You already love talking to my belly.
We learned that God is always in control (we already knew this, but the constant reminder is always needed for us) and that you are His child and He has entrusted us to raise you. We saw you be so strong during your first surgery (and hopefully, your last) this past year. God is continuing to show us that He is in control with your recent RAD diagnosis. You make life interesting...we would rather you keep things boring.
You are a tender hearted child and tears can come very easily for you. God is tempering my heart to not just dismiss your tears...He is teaching me a lot about compassion and patience. Thank you my sweet boy for being patient with me as we figure each other out. You are so verbal, but as your teacher said to me today, you are a one on one talker. Big groups are hard for you - you are normally seen on the edge of a group or doing your own thing. I love that you care about others and choose a more peaceful route most times (however, I do wish at times that you would stand up for yourself rather than back down). You are not one to follow the crowd and we love it...it may just be because you are three, but we'll take it for you. We pray you always follow the Lord and not others.
You continue to love to learn...I just wish I wasn't so lazy and would teach you more. You know your letters, letter sounds (thank you LeapFrog), colors, shapes, numbers (1-20), many Bible verses, and so much more...we got lots to work on this year and you are so excited. You still do a lot of "baby" talk...however, at times I think you are actually making up your own language since you'll repeat a lot of the same phrases...just so you know, it drives me CRAZY...like really crazy and I ask you to stop constantly. We love that you love to learn and pray this never ends. You still love to read anything and could sit for hours with books. We love to sit the Lord plant seeds in your heart to desire to read stories from His word and to learn verses. We pray these verses are written on your heart.
You are a great eater (you wouldn't know by the weight gain). You'll try lots of different foods, but you still mostly finish to enjoy a treat. It works for us and you get lots of treats. You are a sugar baby...a baby after my own heart. You LOVE candy! And we still give you treats for using the potty...yep, that will last forever...no joke.
You are a child on the go and would like to go somewhere everyday. Sorry buddy, but Mama likes to stay home...in her pjs ALL day! The grocery store is even a great place to go for you...unless Daddy is doing yard work or washing the cars...you LOVE your special time with Daddy and wouldn't trade it for the world. You are still Daddy's boy, but you are very sweet to me as well. You still LOVE your Grammas and Papas, your aunts and uncles, and your cousins...especially Logan...you love Logan. I love that you love your family so much.
You are crazy energy all the time...and still think sleep is overrated. You can read a clock...at least you know the number seven! I am sure napping is going out the window this year and that is sad...just plain sad. So, now you'll just have "rest" time for a VERY long time.
It has been such a great year with so many firsts - you can swim (yay! one of the most exciting things for us to watch as a parent), your first time in a wedding (you looked so handsome in your "burrito"), riding a bike (you still prefer your trike...you are FAST), your first kill (a nice, soft duck...we were so proud), using vasoline as hair gel, getting the BEST haircut ever, and the list goes on. You make us laugh and pull out our hair everyday. You say the funniest things and we so look forward to seeing your personality grow more and more. We look forward to your fourth year of life!
Yep, we are in for three boys come early March! My gut told me boy...and it was a boy (my gut told me girl on Judah...and it was a boy...we make boys). A girl would have been lots of fun, but we are very excited for another sweet and fun boy. I love third boys...shoot, I married one. And one day (like thirty-five years from now), there will be a girl just like me looking for our third boy. We haven't fully decided yet on the name, but I think we are close...we'll see. So, how did we announce...well, my sister-in-law gave me a great idea. We took our sealed "sex" envelope to a baker and she made cake pops for us.
Blue or pink cake to reveal our third baby.
Well, we had to spice it up a little...we told her all white and one blue if we were having a boy, or all blue and one pink for a girl. So, we knew as soon as we bit into the cake pop and saw the white that we were having a boy...but our guests did not...they had to go around and find the colored cake pop...and my sister found the blue one.
God has blessed us with exactly what we need...soon to be three beautiful boys. We have big prayers for these brothers and pray God will do big things in their lives. Our prayer for our boys is that they will be the best of friends...encouraging one another, spurring one another in righteousness, and of course, driving one another crazy because that is what brothers do!
Clearly, I have been on a blogging hiatus. Work has been kicking my tail coupled with chasing after two tornadoes, dirtying my house, eating take-out, and having to eat every treat (you know, for the baby)…it takes a lot out of a girl. So, blogging gets moved to the back burner…as does cleaning my house and cooking real meals (Jake loves our “left-over” nights on the weekly meal plan…a little hard to have when there was nothing left-over from a meal that was never cooked…oops). Actually, I tried to type up a post on the pregnancy like a month ago and then I started watching Friday Night Lights on Netflix…and I got distracted, oh well. So, now I am back…with one big post with “what is new with the Saylors”…
Hugh is going to be three in a week…hard to believe we’ll have a three year-old. He continues to be his own deal…does not follow his peers or conform to others, who knows…maybe that is in the future? This is truly a child who walks to the beat of his own drum. He talks, talks, and talks…all the time. He is kind and has such a soft, tender heart…the Lord is teaching me a lot about a tender hearted child. His brother is still his best-friend and he looks forward to another little brother (yep, I know this baby is a boy…just like I knew Judah was a girl, but I REALLY am certain this time)…Jake thinks I am brainwashing him to be on Team Brother, but I am not – you ask him what the baby is and he’ll say brother. However, if you go into further detail and say, “Do you think the baby is a baby brother like Judah or baby sister like Evie?” and then he’ll say, “A baby sister like Evie…two Evies, I want two Evies.” I can guarantee you there will not be two Evies. He was recently diagnosed with reactive airway disease (RAD), so we are figuring that out…it could end up not being a big deal or it could be…time will tell, but we don’t worry about it – it is what it is and it comes as no surprise that Hugh was diagnosed with it…he will be the kid to get it all.
Judah is crazy as ever…walking everywhere and quickly on his way to running! He is always trying to repeat what we say and we are working on animal sounds…he’ll have some down one day and act like he has never heard the sounds next day…oh well. It is so fun to watch his personality come out more and more each day…our boys are SO different. Watching Judah at the splash pad makes me laugh out loud and others as well…he is so crazy…he likes to get sprayed directly in the face and then just runs around like it is the best thing ever. He lives to play outside and could live in the water. He is fun and has so much fire in him – he makes us laugh and smile everyday. Thankful to say Judah LOVES milk and he survives on it so it is a good thing he loves it! He has no idea that he is going to be a big brother and I am sure won’t know until about a year after the baby comes. Judah is still our baby…shoot, I still give him bottles and rock him every chance I get. It is crazy to think we are moving him to Hugh’s room in two months…my baby in a big boy bed?!?! Still hard to believe this sweet baby boy is going to be a big brother in less than five months!
So, I have been feeling fine…still get sick every once in a while (it is not a pregnancy for me unless vomiting is involved), but no big deal. I started writing this post like a month ago when I was still feeling gross and not wanting to eat…well, that has changed…REALLY changed. I could eat all day now…and I do. I could seriously sit and eat an entire bag of mint oreos in one sitting…and there shouldn’t be judgment if I have. Seriously, mint oreos are one of the best things ever and so are bagels with cream cheese and egg burritos. Honestly, this time around I didn’t really have any food aversions…I could touch chicken and I could eat eggs everyday. Yes, this pregnancy has been different than my first two…but clearly what I learned from Judah’s pregnancy is that all pregnancies are different…and different pregnancies don’t mean girls. I haven’t been as sick this time around (Jake would disagree), but I also only stopped pumping a month before we got pregnant so my hormones were already all sorts of jack-y. I am totally on Team Boy this time around…and Jake is playing for Team Girl and the deal is if this baby is a girl, Jake can name her. We would be thrilled with a boy or a girl…we pray for a healthy baby. I see my life with three boys right now, but I am sure I could also see myself with two boys and a girl (I would have so many wonderful fashion tips to teach her…1. A hair tie is always needed. 2. Flip flops can be worn with every outfit. 3. College t-shirts are the best…period. 4. Yoga pants are awesome. 5. Running shorts with built-in underwear…need I say more?…like I said, lots to teach her…at least she would have fashionable aunts that would be able to help her out). And we don’t find out the sex of our babies…that is our thing. Well, it was our thing until Jake decided he REALLY wanted to know this time (like a ten year-old girl REALLY wants to meet Justin Bieber)…so, we’ll find out…on Wednesday (and I’ll be fine with it…I am totally good not knowing). But in our dramatic fashion (because I need a more dramatic announcement), we will get the sex in a sealed envelope…and will open it over the weekend in a dramatic fashion…just wait for it.
So wait for the next update…next week…promise…it won’t be another month. And it will be the big announcement…think blue!
So, after a few days of screaming fits...like full blown screaming fits...he would get put in time-out and we would have to leave...it clicked.
And we have a swimmer...and a safe swimmer. He prefers to float any chance he gets. When asked by his swim teacher, "When we are in trouble (in the water), what should we do?" He responded with "pray"...so sweet. Water does not come easy to this child...there is lots of fear, which results in lots of tears.
He doesn't use his arms (but he has even come along way with trying to use his arms...he has the coordination of a blind monkey...sadly, he looks like his Mama), but he has some good kickers.
We practiced his jumps with him (jumping out of his bed to the floor)...he has more work to do, but he has come SO far (he would stand at the fence thinking he could jump from there, which normally led to being pulled into the pool). It is so crazy to me how things will just click with kids. We are so proud that he overcame his fear! And we are so thankful to God for meeting us in all the little things in life as well!
365 days, fifty-two weeks, twelve months, one year…a little hard to believe that time has passed, but it has and I knew we would be here one day. Unfortunately, I have a terrible memory…hence the weekly posts, but I have so many fond memories looking back…
My sweet, sweet boy…oh, how we prayed for you and how others prayed for you. God brought us through a valley to bring us up a hill…to see His glory. Our God is so good…in plenty and in want, we pray sweet boy that in God’s grace, He shows you His incredible goodness and faithfulness. He is oh so faithful…even in my faithlessness. As you’ll learn, Mama is a little bit crazy (but a lot good…remember that part)…I remember seeing Dr. M and wanting to know why I wasn’t getting pregnant and I remember him saying after taking blood, “Just watch, you’ll be pregnant and you can quit worrying about it.” Sure enough, I was pregnant. We were so excited…scared, but so excited. You were good to me from the beginning…you helped me lose ten pounds in less than two months (you were better than the swine flu). Yep, I was sick as a dog…you just waited to chase food out of me any chance you got…so, I swore you were a girl. I mean I knew you were a girl with everything in me. I had dreams about you being a girl and I was stressed out about you being a girl (yep, insert crazy Mama here)…you see, we had bunk beds and you would be sharing a room at some point and I would try to think of ways to make the room more girly…it would stress me out. My labor with you was great (long night, but not too bad) – two pushes and you were out. Your Dada, two of your wonderful aunts (who got no sleep…Mama had them come to the hospital a little too early…Aunt Cindy was asked to sit down during the labor…too funny), and the Mr. Purple Peanut got to welcome you into this world…along with our midwife and several nurses…it isn’t a party unless there are lots of peeps. And your Dada let me know you were ALL BOY…yep, ALL BOY! I was thrilled…God had blessed us with exactly what we needed…a beautiful, healthy boy! (I could stop stressing out about the room…yep, crazy Mama.) It is crazy to look back and see God’s blessing (you) upon us. You are so sweet and we love you and you have taught us so much…
We learned that babies can be textbook and sleep like twenty-two hours a day (praise the Lord!). We learned that babies can go right back to sleep in the night…you just need to leave them there and walk out. We learned that I am a quitter…and I will always be for sanity. We learned that I can pump a ridiculous amount of milk…put Shamrock to shame. We learned that newborns can overeat…like six times the size of their stomach overeat and gain two pounds in ten days (yep, an overachiever in family…we’ve been waiting for one). We learned that I can go even longer between showers…insert happy husband here. We learned that not all babies like pacifiers…no matter how many times your try…over and over and over… We learned that we HATE Dr. Brown bottles, but we are so sucked in...sigh. We learned there is no such thing as a “miracle” blanket, but there is such thing as a “miracle” swing…hello six hour naps! We learned that babies can fall out of their “miracle” swings…and amazing Mamas may not notice…sigh. We learned that “miracle” swings cause flat heads which lead to awesome helmets. We learned that even when a baby screams when he is on his tummy, it is still a good idea to leave him there. We learned that we could think of lots of inappropriate sayings for the awesome helmet and very few church appropriate sayings…we’ll lose our twelve-year-old boy minds soon enough. We learned that something may seem like it is going to be horrible, but babies are so resilient and nothing seems to bother them. We learned that Judah can totally rock a helmet…such a handsome guy. We learned that sometimes babies lose their rockstar sleep habits…sigh. We learned that sleep training is about as much fun as shoving knives into your eyes. We learned that sleep training will end, but it does feel like an eternity.
We learned that playing in pee won’t kill you…and getting peed on won’t kill you either (I should know because I get peed on almost everyday)…Judah has a thing for pee, what can I say…it could be worse. We learned that Judah has a passion for milk (a gross amount of milk). We learned that Mama continues in her crazy with the extensive research on organic vs. non-organic milk (still researching). We have learned that Judah has some fire in him, and I pray that passion grows for God’s Kingdom in mighty ways….I pray God gives me the patience to cultivate that in him. I learned that Judah likes to break necklaces…even my necklace from my wedding…insert sad face. We learned Judah has some of the best facial expressions and is over the top excited when Dada gets home from work (Mama plays a distant second). We have learned that you can pound on EVERYTHING and with EVERYTHING. We learned that food is overrated in Judah’s world, and man can live alone on milk, ice cream, and cheese puffs. We learned that Judah was able to grasp the “you are so dumb” look from a young age…I am so proud. We learned that stuffed animals can truly be violated and it ain't pretty. We learned that Judah is one happy guy and is willing to get in the thick of things. It took some time, but we learned Judah does like people and actually likes to play with others…but his best-friends are his Dada and Hubey. We learned Judah can be quite the scrapper and is willing to fight for what he decides is his. We have learned that he loves the water and we pray (pray, pray, pray) this continues. We have learned that he has the sweetest smiles and the best laughs. I have learned I could rock this boy to sleep for hours each night…and still do sometimes (yes, I do and proud of it…there is NOTHING like a sleeping baby in your arms). We have learned that God is so faithful, so incredibly faithful. We have learned that God could not have blessed us with a better fourth member of our family…we love you Judah Bear!
My baby, my sweet baby…I tear up every time I think about you growing up…of course, I see some hussy stealing you away from me (no she didn’t)! We prayed, prayed, prayed for you…and I went crazy waiting for you. You, my sweet boy, make me a better mother…you and your brother make me want to be a better mother. You have shown me my incredible selfishness, and I praise God for sanctification. I pray I will be a better mom to you everyday…be patient with me. I pray God shows you His incredible grace and grabs a hold of you from a young age. You are an amazing little boy and I cannot wait for all the world to know it. We love you…more than you’ll ever know. “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever.”
Yep, it was Pandapalooza this past weekend for Judah's b-day party. Judah loves his panda bear, so I thought I would run with the theme...I did as much as I could think to do and thought it turned out really cute. I didn't go crazy...I don't even know how, but I did MY best and I did it for our son. Okay, moving on...of course, I didn't get any pictures of the set-up...oh well. Good I always take mental pictures.
It was so fun celebrating Judah with our family. He had a great time and is such a sweet boy. He just gets right into the middle of it all, I love it.
As you know, summer b-day parties stress me out, but we found a great indoor place and the kids could run wild. The people at the place were great and so laid back, which was nice...we had some wild party goers. It was more of a snacks and cupcakes kind of party...I had WAY too many snacks...my husband is always right.
Judah was not into his special panda cake...not one bit. Actually, I think it frightened him...I guess eating your best buddy would be scary. However, he did enjoy his cupcake.
I think everyone had fun...how can you not with kids running wild, cupcakes being destroyed, and a bounce house?!? If that isn't a party, I don't know what is!
Looking forward to a special b-day dinner with Judah Bear tomorrow!