The Pape Family

Just Dance!

2011-08-18T11:30:00.000-07:00

Have you ever watched a little kid dance? They don't look around to see if anyone is watching. They don't care if they have the best moves or are in rhythm. I watched Evie the other day when a song she apparently liked came on, she got a big grin on her face, complete with the squinty eyes that come whenever she smiles. Her little diaper bootie started shaking and she started swinging her arms around randomly, much like how her mama dances. She was not embarrassed or shy, she heard the music, felt the music and did what came naturally-she grooved to the music. At what point in our lives do we start to be concerned with what others think? When did I become worried that someone might laugh at my no-rhythm having self gyrating around with my one arm that always ends up in the air (according to my hubby this is how I always look when I dance, but I just claim it is my "signature move" ) Why can't I dance whenever I hear a good song, whether in my head or in reality. Like, someday I just want to be at work and be like "Why yes doctor, I did get that cardiac cath report on Mr. Jones, and I also got...my groove on" or "Sure I will pull up those chest films for you to review and then I will show you my way cool dance moves" and then just bust out with a dance. Now that would be awesome, OK I may lose my job if I did that or at the very least be looked at like I have to heads and be known as that crazy cardiology nurse that scares patients (and doctors) with her dancing, but you have to admit, it would be fun! It is not just toddlers that feel free to dance without fear of how they will be judged, but also the "more mature population." I once saw an older couple at an outdoor concert just dancing away, totally unconcerned with the fact that no one else was dancing, they were just in the moment, they were feeling the music, and I personally thought they were adorable and that when I am "old" I hope to be the same way. But why? Why can't I just bust out with a dance now? I wish I could just not care about looking professional or pulled together all the time and just have fun, life is too short not to enjoy, so if you see me walking down the street and I stop to "bust a move" try not to laugh-at least not too hard, and maybe join in-I promise-it will be fun!

Insanity

2011-06-30T11:57:00.000-07:00

no, I am not going crazy, or maybe I am...

A few months ago I was whining once again about my flabby post baby stomach (yes, I realize the kid is now 2 and eventually I need to quit blaming my being flabby on having a baby) Anyway, the hubby and I were laying in bed watching TV and on comes an infomercial for a workout video called Insanity which promised Insane results (if you are willing to put forth an insane amount of effort that is) in 60 days. We looked at the before and after photos and I said, without really thinking, " Now that is what I need! I need results in 60 days!' And my hubby actually did not laugh at me as I would have expected, but rather said " Hmm, I would like to have more muscles in 60 days-maybe I need this too!" we joked about "becoming buff" for a few minutes before rolling over and going to sleep. I did not think much more about it. A few days go by and the hubs walks in holding a "present" for me-that is right he found a brand new copy of the Insanity work out videos on Craig's list for about half the price! I immediately thought "Oh Lord, what have I gotten myself into?" We decided to wait to start the videos due to hubby just getting over the flu, well the DVDs sat there on top of the entertainment center, unopened for a few weeks. Fast forward to Monday June 20th , I was sitting on the couch, feeling very sluggish, no energy, out of shape and really, almost depressed and I thought-I need to do something, so I grabbed the box and opened it up and asked hubs if he was game-he was-and so began our Insanity adventure. The first night is simply a fit test to see how many reps you can do of certain exercises-ok not too hard but I did feel quite out of shape seeing how many reps the people on the DVD could do and how few I could do. But, after all this is only day one right? Day 2 came-and kicked my bootie. I had more sweat rolling off of me than I have had with any other workout, heck, I was sweating more than when I was in labor! The next day I was feeling it-I looked like an old woman trying to climb out of bed. Muscles that I did not even know I had were sore! But I stuck with it, and now I have just completed day 2 of the third week (hubby had to stop for the time after getting a really bad ear and sinus infection that caused him to get dizzy) It is hard, really hard, but I knew it would be, after all it is called Insanity, right?! But, what is amazing is my energy level is better, my mood is better, even my memory and concentration seems to be improving just by exercising 6 days a week. I also repeated the fit test on day 15 and had improvement on all of the exercises (anywhere from 3-19 more reps) I used to go to the gym a few times a week but was not pushing myself. I would go and put the hour in a half-hearted manor and expect results, and saw no change. It is definitely a challenge to commit to working out intensely 6 nights a week, especially with working full time and having a 2 year old and a house to take care of, but I need to do this for me. I am just most afraid I will spend all this time and effort and not see the results I want, but I guess only time will tell. I also hope not to lose my motivation, but it helps having a set time frame of 60 days-just make it through 60 days and then, I don't know what is next but I would love to say I completed the entire 60 day program. Oh, and as for diet, I am not following any set diet plan other than eating healthy, high protein foods (including protein bars in the morning and a protein shake after a workout) and trying to stay away from foods high in sugar and empty calories. But, I will admit I am still a dr. pepper addict and I need my caffeine so that is the one vice I have. So, there it is, and I will not post any before pics until I have after pics that I am satisfied with to display side by side.

If you have not heard of Insanity here is a link to the video (because I am technologically challenged and cannot figure out how to post a video to my blog)

http://www.beachbody.com/product/fitness_programs/insanity.do?gclid=CIiN_87d66kCFVDCKgodmHbkYA&code=SEMB_GOOGLE_SAN&extcmp=gd05bbe2dc2c4090&ef_id=2g5M@ldkAQABwOw:20110706030356:s

Don't Conform, be Transformed

2011-06-05T19:10:00.000-07:00

Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. -Romans 12:2

Often times I find myself asking God-"what is your will for my life?" or "what should I do in this situation" and I get irritated and frustrated when I don't get an answer. But, I am going about it all wrong. I am spending too much time conforming to the pattern of this world and not enough time renewing my mind and being transformed. I want to look a certain way, I want my house to look just right, I want everyone to like me. I read magazines that are filled with useless information, I waste too much time on facebook or blogs just looking to see what others are doing and saying. I spend too much time cleaning. I spend time shopping and trying to get the best deals. None of these are "bad" things- in fact some of them are good, but I have let them take the place of reading God's word, I get too busy and at the end of the day I skim through a few verses and a quick devotional and expect that to renew my mind?! Most of the time when I wake up in the morning I don't even remember what I read.

The definition of renew is to revive; reestablish. If I really want to revive my mind I need to dig deep into the word of God, press in and seek him in prayer so that I will no longer be conformed to this world but be transformed (to change in condition, nature or character; convert.) Once I am transformed I will be able to understand and follow God's will for my life, his good, pleasing and perfect will.

only 2 for a minute

2011-05-07T20:20:00.000-07:00

Today I started out my usual Saturday routine of laundry, sweeping floors and picking up toys when I looked over at Evie quietly looking at her books and then I looked out of the window and saw the sun shining, I quickly said "forget this!" I got us both dressed and her, daddy and I went to the Florissant Valley of Flowers festivities. We walked around the craft fair, watched jugglers and clowns, listened to a band play silly kid songs and watched a ventriloquist act-Evie had a very serious look on her face and watched very intently-still not sure if she was scared or just really into it-maybe a little of both. We then went to Steak-n-Shake for lunch and then home for nap time (for Evie) and sit outside and flip through magazine time (for mama) The little one only napped for an hour-I think she instinctively knew that napping inside was a waste of a perfectly gorgeous day. When she woke up we played outside with her little cars, rolling them off the porch and into the flowerbed-it does not take much to excite her. I love seeing things through her eyes-she notices every little bug and stick. She sees things so differently then I as an adult do. For instance, the welcome mat on my porch has a design in it that I have never really paid much attention to, she looked at it and pointed to a spot and said plane, and sure enough at second glance it did look like a plane! We then took Arnie for a walk I let her hold the very end of the leash, and let her "help" me walk him, although I had the mid potion of the leash and was keeping him from pulling she was so proud to be "walking the dog". And the bonus- by her holding onto the leash it kept her from running off which is always a good thing. When we got home it cracked me up that the first thing she told dada about was that "Arnie pooped on the ground" She was so bothered that he just did his business right there and then to make matters worse mama picked it up with a little plastic bag-which when you think about it, to a two year old that would be quite disturbing. We played outside some more and then I cooked dinner on the grill and we ate outside. I just could not get enough of this weather. And I could not get enough of my little girl! She is so funny and smart. I am so glad that I put away my chore list and spent the day with my little girl, because chores will always be there but my little girl will only be two for a minute.

And since she will only be this small for a short time I want to share some funny/sweet things she says and does so that I will not forget!

-her ball was rolling away the other day and she set it on the ground, pointed her little finger at it and told it very sternly "you stay right there"

-the dog was barking in the kitchen while we were in the bedroom so Evie ran down the hall and asked "Arnie, why you barking? need to go potty?"

-I bought her a new bedspread for her big girl bed and while it was still in the package I showed it to her and she wrapped her arms around it and said "ohh I like it" and she wanted to take it with her to daycare. Then when I finished hanging pictures and curtains in her new "big girl room" she told me "ohh I love it mama, thank you"

-she says "please" "thank you" and "you are welcome" -most of the time on her own and it makes this mama proud

- one night I heard her saying "thank you Jesus for mama and dada and house and food" while she was laying in bed.

-she sings her "abc's" and "Jesus loves me" and she counts (with some help) to 10-although she has some struggles with colors and likes to call every color pink-what can I say, she is a girl, or if I ask "what color is that" she just repeats the question back to me if she is not sure of the answer-it cracks me up!

-I love how she is showing emotions like pride like when she helps feed the dog or when I walked into her daycare class for her mother's day party she just beamed-it seriously melts my heart.

-although, at some point this may get old, right now it is so sweet when she is always asking questions "what's that mama?" "what are you doing dada?" "where is Arnie" she is so curious and just wants to know what is going on around her and I am the luckiest mama in the world to be able to teach her all these things.

I could go on and on but for now,on the the day before mother's day, I will just leave this one message to my sweet Evie-bear. I love you so much and I am so proud to be your mama, everything you do amazes me. God picked you out special for me and entrusted me to be the mama that raises you and while I may not be perfect I will always try to do my best and you will always be my sweet baby girl. And although you may not understand how much this mama loves you, one day when you are looking down at your own sweet babies, then my dear, you know.

Happy Birthday my sweet Evie bear!

2011-02-23T18:06:00.000-08:00

(picture taken on 2/23/11 at 12:49 pm-exactly 2 years old)

Dear Evie, are you really 2 years old? Where has the time gone? I blinked and you went from a tiny, helpless newborn to an energetic toddler! Each day I feel like I love you more, if that is even possible. You are such a funny, sweet, happy girl. Your daddy and I are so proud to be your parents. I look at you and am amazed at how blessed I am to get the honor of being your mommy. You have developed your own unique personality. You are shy in new situations, but once you are comfortable, you become the life of the party. You are so sweet and loving and you give the best kisses when asked, complete with the "Mmmah" sound. I love it when I pick you up from daycare and as soon as you see me your face lights up and you run over to me and wrap your arms around me and exclaim "mommy!" and then you point to me and tell the other kids in your class that I am your mommy, like you are proud to have me as a mom. And that melts my heart, and I am taking it all in now because I know as you grow you will go through stages where mom is not cool anymore, but for now I am your favorite and that is all that matters! You are a bit of a perfectionist and like things to be just a certain way, and you get quite irritated when things are not going your way (I guess you took after mommy in more ways then I realized) You are talking so much now and you are so smart! You know most animals and the noises they make. You count to 1o with a little help, you can sing your ABC's with a little help as well. It is so fun seeing you go from a little baby that just repeats what we say, to a toddler that uses words to communicate. When I asked you what you wanted the other day you looked up at me with those big blue eyes and said "a drink of milk" as if you had been talking your whole life. You also like to grab our hands and say "come on" and direct us to where you want us to go. You have favorites now, like Mickey Mouse, your "baby bear", monkeys, cheese (especially string cheese), coloring and Little Peoples. Your favorite shows include Dora, The Fresh Beat Band and Wow Wow Wubzy, you also love your Elmo's Potty Time DVD, although you are not so fond of sitting on your own potty yet, but that will all come in time. You like music and will sing along when I sing to you before bed -and that by the way is my favorite part of the day when we sit in your room in the rocking chair and snuggle, read books, sing and say our prayers. You even will add your list of things that we thank Jesus for, sometimes they are quite random like when you thanked Jesus for our house, daddy's pocket and Elmo. But you are learning to pray and that makes me so proud. I could go on and on about all of the things that I love about you and all of the funny things you say and do, but I won't, at least not now. I will leave you with this one last thought. Although I tell you to quit growing and to stay little, I know that will not happen. You will continue to grow and mature, as you should. And though it is hard as a mommy, I will let you experience things in life and not try to keep you my tiny baby. Because as a certain person keeps telling me, it is like the movie Finding Nemo, if I say that I will never let anything happen to you ever, that would be selfish of me, because by keeping things from happening to you I am keeping you from good and exciting things as well. So my dear Evie, it is hard for me to say,but I want you to continue to grow into a sweet young lady that I already see in you. You will fall down sometimes and I will be here to pick you up and kiss your hurts but as you leave this baby stage I want you to know you are doing exactly what you should and that, my dear could not make this mama happier. I love you and had a great day with you today. Happy birthday my big girl!

Christmas, Coupons, Snow and turning 30!

2011-01-20T18:06:00.000-08:00

Wow! I can't believe how long it has been since I blogged! Where do I begin? Christmas came and went and it lived up to all my expectations. We baked and decorated Christmas cookies, well I baked and decorated cookies and Evie ate the sprinkles. She did, however get the concept of opening presents and wanted to open all of them at once-whether they were hers to open or not! One of her favorite presents was knitted hat that looks like an owl face from aunt Erica. As soon as she opened it she put it on her curly head and exclaimed "hat! hat!" as she walked around the room and showed it off-it was so cute! Christmas Eve we got some snow and Evie played in it for the first time. She loved it at first but it did not last long since she refused to wear her gloves. She was happily throwing snow off her slide when all of a sudden she got a horrified look on her face and looked down at her cold red hands and burst into tears. We quickly went inside and snuggled until her little hands warmed up. Maybe next time she will listen to me and put on gloves, but probably not.

After Christmas, came New Years which was spent at home, low key, which was much needed after running everywhere to see family over Christmas. And after New Years came...That's right-My 30th, yes 30th birthday. I was expecting to be depressed and have all of these horrible thoughts about how old I am but really, I still feel pretty much the same as I did at age 29. And when I think back to when I was age 20 and picturing where I would be in 10 years I am exactly where I thought I would be-married to a wonderful man with an adorable child, working as a nurse and living our own home. So really, I have nothing to complain about-I feel very blessed! The Friday after my birthday I took the day off work, shuttled Evie in to daycare and had a "me" day! I got a mani/pedi and eyebrow wax, went shopping, ate lunch out. I enjoyed myself very much but, around lunchtime I found myself missing my girl and wanting to pick her up, but I pushed passed that thought, and finished shopping before picking her up. I think every mama needs to do this once in a while-I am fortunate to get a day off work every year for my birthday and this is the one day a year I allow myself to be a little selfish and have time to myself, and I come back relaxed and renewed.

Entering my 30's is not the only new thing for me. I also have learned the art of couponing. You may laugh at my coupon binder ( yes, I have a binder, with labels and sections) and think I am lame when I get excited while looking through ads but you won't be laughing when you see my store receipt that says that I spent $35.42 and saved $239.96! I have learned a whole new way to shop-by stocking up on items when they are on sale and combing the sale with a coupon instead of just making a list and buying what I need for the week. Saving money is so exciting to me. We can use that money saved on household items and groceries to buy things we want and put money in saving for Evie. And by couponing I can use extra items in my stockpile to donate to the needy-I have an exciting opportunity coming up where my stockpile items can be used to help others-more on that later!

So coupons I love, but snow on the other hand, I could do without. Yes it looks pretty enough as it falls quietly from the sky. But it is cold, it causes roads to be a mess and looks dingy and gross just days later! Today I declared a snow day for myself. Evie has a nasty cold anyway and had been congested and coughing throughout the night so I already considered staying home with her and when I woke up to 10 inches of snow I made that decision pretty quickly. I think Evie and I both needed some snuggle time. She woke up very congested and cranky even after sleeping in. But after I built a tent out of blankets and chairs and filled it with pillows, blankets, books and snacks she quickly got over her crankiness. And after a 3 hour nap this afternoon she seemed to be feeling a bit better. During her nap I decided to become Betty Crocker and get my baking on. I made banana bread and apple cobbler-Yum! There is just something about cold, snowy weather that makes me want to bake. The warmth and the sweet smells coming from the oven are enough to make any house cozy. And speaking of cobbler I think it is time for me to stop typing and start eating!

Christmas

2010-12-04T18:44:00.000-08:00

I love Christmas! I love putting up the tree (or in my case 3 trees-yes I am slightly obsessive) and as I pull out each ornament from the box and unwrap it from it's safe cocoon of tissue paper I am taken back to where I was when I bought or received the ornament. My mom had given us one with 2 snuggling snow-people on our first Christmas as a married couple when we were still starry eyed newly weds-only having been married a little over 3 months at that point. There is a fragile shell ornament that we bought on our honeymoon in the Bahama's-I remember standing in the street market with the hot sun beating down on us trying to decide on the perfect ornament to hang on our first tree. And of course now there hangs an ornament of a pudgy baby bear sucking on a pacifier and clutching a bottle to signify Evie's first Christmas. I even have an angel ornament from my Grandma dated 1984! I love the glowing lights on the tree, the soft velvet tree skirt, the glisten of the satin ribbons. I could go on and on-and I am still only on part one of why I love Christmas!

I also love presents-not necessarily receiving them although I think no matter how old I get I will always get a bit of a thrill from shaking a present with crisp wrapping paper and shiny bow while trying to guess what might be inside. I love picking out the perfect gift and then selecting the perfect wrapping paper complete with the matching ribbon and tag. And of course I love to coordinate all the presents under the tree because, well, this is me we are talking about and those kind of touches make me feel quite giddy!

I love Christmas music-the old stuff and the newer, re-made songs-I love them all. I love to sing along to them and dance to them (although the singing may be off key and the dancing downright scary) I also love to wrap the above mentioned presents while listening to Christmas music, and although I may act irritated when radio stations and stores play Christmas music before Thanksgiving, deep down I am really thrilled, because if I could get away with it I would probably listen to it all year long.

I love the light displays and every time I pass by a colorfully decorated lawn I am reminded of "The Way of Lights" display and the Precious Moment's Chapel in Carthage, Missouri that my family, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins would go to every year, and although I am quite sure it was the same every year, it always felt like it was the first time I was seeing it.

I love all the food-baking and decorating Christmas cookies, candy canes, hot-chocolate, baked ham-again I could go on and on-no wonder I gain so much over the holidays. But really, it is totally worth it!

I love the classic movies-"It's a wonderful Life", "How the Grinch stole Christmas", "a Christmas Carol" and many more.

I love Christmas! Can you tell? I am telling you, Christmas to me is like catnip to a cat or crack to a drug addict-not trying to promote the use of illicit drugs here people, but seriously I think Christmas has a strange effect on me-I get giddy and silly, I feel like a kid again, I have the best memories of past Christmases and look forward to the future as I pass these traditions down to Evie, and hopefully when she is almost 30 (not that I am that old yet, of course) she will still feel like a kid again-at least for the month of December!

Happy Halloween! (ok so I am a little late)

2010-11-04T19:10:00.000-07:00

Let me just say, if I thought Halloween was fun before having a child I was wrong-Halloween with a toddler who is just learning the concept of trick-or -treating, now that is really fun! Last year we dressed Evie up in her flower costume and she was adorable, of course. We took her around the neighborhood in her stroller,but she really had no concept of what was going on or what we were doing. This year we dressed her up as a ballerina. Her grandma sewed her the most beautiful little costume, and we completed the look with some "ballet slippers" from target (rubber bottom sock/shoes that were made to look like ballet slippers)

Friday she took part in her Halloween party at daycare. Her teachers loved her costume and were quite impressed with grandma's sewing skills and of course my ability to shop for cute shoes. The classes took turns trick-or-treating and passing out treats-and yes I was the dorky mom that brought raisins and goldfish crackers for the kids-but at least she won't know I am the dorky mom for another few years. And although the kids were not allowed to eat their treats until they went home-she still learned a very "bad" word that day-candy! I did have to "steal" her for a bit to show her off in her costume to my co-workers (one of the many advantages to having a daycare onsite) And even the sternest doctor that I work for admitted that she was pretty darn cute! (that was after he teased me about not working and instead playing with Evie all day) That evening Evie had a blast carrying her treat bag around the house and shaking it it to hear the candy rattle around. I made the mistake of giving her the fruit snacks out of her bag as an after dinner treat because then she realized all the treats in her bag were edible and of course she must eat them. She brought me a bag of skittles and pleaded "candy! eat! candy! eat!" and when I told her no she threw herself to the ground and cried her baby blues out until she got distracted by the TV-then all was well. I have to admit her tantrum was kind of funny but I did manage to keep my stern mom face on the entire time. Saturday we went to a fall party/bonfire at Aunt Lea and Uncle Dan's house and Evie had a blast playing with her cousins and friends and gathering pine cones from their huge yard. She even attempted "bobbing" for corn. (corn hung from strings on a clothesline, and you try to pull the corn off using only your mouth) when she saw the older kids try she thought it was hilarious and took a turn for herself. She liked the bonfire-a little too much and probably would have ran right into it if we had let her. She would only sit still on Papa's lap and they had fun singing along to the music that was playing. I think she also liked the marshmallows that Papa kept sneaking her. Sunday she woke up with watery eyes and a runny nose-she looked kind of pitiful so we took it easy and snuggled on the living room floor with blankets, pillows and a veggie tale movie. After a 3 hour nap and some nasal spray she was ready to go-trick-or-treating that is. Aunt Erica came over to take some pictures of the little ballerina and made the mistake of telling Evie to "say cheese" to which Evie responded by running into the kitchen, pounding on the fridge and demanding "cheese! cheese!" so we had to give her some cheese since aunt Erica "offered" it. After getting her picture taken by mom, grandma and Erica we were ready for the main event. We loaded her up in her wagon, and we were off, but we quickly discovered that little miss independent wanted to walk on her own, and that is what she did. She was not shy at all! She waked right up and declared "tee to teat" (trick or treat) and with some prompting from mommy she would pick her candy, and give a grin and a "tank too" (thank you) and a quick "bye bye" before heading off to the next house. And she would not just walk to the next house, but rather run down the sidewalk declaring "go go go" Her pure excitement over such a small thing as getting candy was so much fun to watch. She was so proud of herself for being a "big girl" and picking out her own candy. I think her mama was beaming with as much pride as she watched her baby turn into a "big girl." I think I laughed almost the entire time just watching her in amazement-I am still not sure who had more fun. As the evening wore on our little miss began to get tired and a wee bit cranky and had an all out meltdown when I tried to help her with her candy bag-she had a death grip on that thing! So, we headed home and off to bed she went. And the big kids (Erica, Dennis and myself) spent the rest of the evening parked in front of the bonfire sipping apple cider, eating chili and chatting with neighbors. It was a perfect end to the day!

I Surrender

2010-10-15T06:12:00.000-07:00

All to Jesus I surrender;
All to Him I freely give;
I will ever love and trust Him,
In His presence daily live.
- Refrain:
  I surrender all,
  I surrender all;
  All to Thee, my blessed Savior,
  I surrender all.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Humbly at His feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken;
Take me, Jesus, take me now.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;
Let me feel the Holy Spirit,
Truly know that Thou art mine.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Lord, I give myself to Thee;
Fill me with Thy love and power;
Let Thy blessing fall on me.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Now I feel the sacred flame.
Oh, the joy of full salvation!
Glory, glory, to His Name!
I woke up this morning with these lyrics going through my head. It is an old hymn-not a new upbeat worship song that I usually sing but one I have known since I was very little. And it really has made me think. What does it mean to truly surrender? So, as I often do I looked it up and it's meaning is powerful: To yield to the possession or power of another; to give up oneself; to give up, abandon or relinquish. So when I say I surrender to Jesus I am literally giving up myself, and letting him take control. This can be a terrifying thought for a control freak like me, but sometimes even control freaks need to let go, and let me tell you, letting it go into Jesus' hands is the best place to put something when you give up control.

facebook fast

2010-10-07T19:48:00.000-07:00

Lately I have realized that I am spending too much time on facebook-reading up on what "sally" ate for dinner or what "jane" thinks about a tv show-when really? what does it matter? Now I know "sally" eating a cheeseburger or "jane" watching one tree hill are not bad things, they don't bother me but then there are the posts that cause drama. And maybe the poster did not intend to cause drama-so why do things irritate me soo much? Why do I feel as though their opinions are an open attack on me and my lifestyle? I am who I am and I do what I do and I need to not worry about how other people feel about that. The One that I should be concerned about pleasing probably would not be pleased by my gossiping and stressing about what is said on facebook. Philippians 4:8 says: Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things. Now I realize many people post good things on facebook-getting a new job, picture of a new baby, etc. and that is why I will be back on facebook again, but for right now I need to step away from the negative things and focus on good things. I need to learn to find my acceptance in Christ alone-because he is the one that created me to be who I am. He knows my heart. He is the one that decides what is right and wrong. He is the One I am living for. So for now I am taking a fast from facebook.

a day with my Evie bear

2010-09-18T20:02:00.000-07:00

S0 this morning my little Evie bear decided to wake up at 5:45 am-although she did talk to her stuffed bear and glow-worm for about 30 minutes and then she got irritated and wanted her mama and her milk, so alas, I got up and snuggled my girl and we looked at books while she drank milk from her sippy-cup. After we got ready for the day daddy took us girls out for breakfast at IHOP-one of our favorite places. And Evie actually ate more food then what she threw/dropped on the ground-amazing! Once we were done with breakfast daddy had to leave to go help "papa" chop some trees down ('cuz that's what country folks do :-) So my little lady and I went to another favorite place-Target! We picked up a few household items along with some cute fall clothes for my girl. Next stop was the park. I packed up a picnic lunch, a blanket (actually a beach towel) some hand sanitizer (essential when playing at the park with a toddler) after loading our items and Evie into the stroller-we were off! We walked (or rather I walked) to St. Ferdinand Park and Evie fell fast asleep in the stroller-another amazing thing since I think the last time she fell asleep in the stroller was when she was like 6 months old-but I guess when you wake up at 5:45 am you are ready for a snooze by 10:30 am!

We got the park and Evie became wide awake when she saw the playground-she climbed up and down, slid down the slide, climbed up the slide and then when all that got old she played in the sand from the near by sand volleyball court.

All that playing made mommy and Evie hungry so we stopped to eat our picnic lunch of cheese, crackers, ham, turkey, grapes, blueberries, milk (her) and of course a dr. pepper (me) And a third amazing feat happened-she actually sat on the blanket and ate for a solid 5 minutes before getting up to run around! So, we took our leftover crackers and fed the ducks in the pond and Evie declared "duck duck duck" like a million times but at least they really were ducks (sometimes she calls any small animal a duck.)

After the duck pond mommy was getting worn out from trying to keep Evie from jumping into the pond with the ducks so we decided (err I decided) that it was time to head home. And let me tell you walking to the park while pushing a 23 lb toddler and 10 lbs of our crap (while wearing jeans and flip flops) sounded like a great idea at 10:30 am but by 12:30 pm my feet ached, and I had sweat pouring down my face-I was a hot mess! Upon arriving home I announced it was nap time-Evie disagreed and proceeded to babble and whine and talk to her stuffed bear and glow worm and refuse to sleep-but I was not about to give up and she finally gave in and went to sleep and so did I and let me tell you, we both felt 100 times better after our nap, when she woke up we snuggled on the couch and watched cartoons until we were both fully awake. I love those few times she actually will hold still long enough to snuggle with me. After snack, and playing with some little people for a while we went to Old Time Pottery and purchased some new fall decor-including a scarecrow for Evie. I have had 2 scarecrows-a man and a women sitting on the porch for fall for several years and last year got away from me and I never bought one to represent our little girl. So now our scarecrow family is complete.

After stopping by aunt Jessi's house for a quick visit we went home for dinner, bath, and some more snuggle time and book reading. Once Evie went to dreamland I got out my fall decor and decorated the porch and living room. Every year I say that I don't have time to decorate for fall and I am not going to do it but I always end up decorating for fall because I love this season so much and it does not feel like fall unless I have my fall colors and pumpkins out! So now I sit here taking in the scent of pumpkin spice candles and reflecting on my day with my sweet girl. I love her soo much and I love days when we get to spend time with each other-just her and I, and I hope that she enjoys them just as much as I do.

weekend in the country

2010-09-07T20:15:00.000-07:00

This weekend we traveled to Carthage Missouri to get together with family and celebrate grandma Compton's birthday. After loading the truck with all the essentials: go-cart, potato gun and some clothes and a pack-n-play too, we were ready to head out. We left Friday evening so that Evie would sleep for the entire trip-which she did. Only problem- mommy and daddy were getting pretty close to sleeping too. That last hour I made Dennis constantly talk to me so that I would know he was awake. We got the the hotel and of course Evie woke up and was ready to play. The child did NOT want to sleep and we DID want to sleep, so I ended up laying on the floor next to the pack and play-which totally grossed me out since it is a hotel and who knows who was in the room before us. After standing in the crib and staring down at me for about 20 minutes Evie finally decided to give in and go to sleep. At some point I dozed off and had a nightmare that involved precious moments dolls chasing me like Chuckie did in those horror films. (we were staying at the precious moment's hotel because the precious moment's chapel is about the only tourist attraction in Carthage and those dolls are kinda freaky looking especially in a picture above your bed at 2 am!)

The next morning we went over to G-ma's house (that is what she is called because she is a cool grandma) Evie loved walking around their huge yard and I loved watching her play in that same yard that I spent so much time playing in with my cousins when I was a kid. We then headed to Joplin and picked up a few things (like potatoes for the potato gun of course) and the toddler crib rails from babies-r-us that I had a heck of a time tracking down. Evie napped in the car while Dennis and I took turns going into stores. We then headed to Uncle Jeff and Aunt Tabby's house and Evie had even more open fields to roam. She even got to see a horse and then proceeded to neigh like a horse for at least 15 minutes afterwards! The adults had fun riding Dennis' go-cart-which Dennis tried to kill me on by the way! We played croquet, ladder ball, and corn-hole because when you are in southern Missouri that is what you do (play yard games that is) We did not, however have washers which would have completed our redneck family reunion. We enjoyed a delicious meal, and a tasty cake to celebrate G-ma's B-day! After dinner it was time for bat ball which is played with regular bats and one of those big rubbery gym class balls. You would think playing with a large ball would help my odds at hitting it-it did not. I actually had to have G-pa (heis cool too) pinch hit for me-how sad is that-I have to have an 80 year old man hit for me! I would like to think of it more like I was his pinch runner but we all know the truth-Elisha sucks at sports! Oh well if someone would have collapsed on the field who do you think they would have ran to-that's right nurse Elisha! I am glad that no one collapsed-unless you count uncle Jerry sliding into base-it looked more like he threw himself to the ground- I think there was a small earthquake afterward because Uncle Jerry is not a small guy. After bat ball the cousins sat on the porch exchanging funny you tube videos on each others i-phones (except for me because I still have my Palm Treo until the end of this month-boo hoo) because no matter how country our family reunions are you can not take technology away from a group of 20's-30's year olds-Even though G-pa tried by threatening to turn off the wireless Internet.

The next morning started with church, which of course had to be the time Evie decided to repeat the word"duck" really loudly. Needless to say she did not last long in service so her and I explored the lobby until it was over. Next we went over to G-ma and G-pa's house for more yard games, and go cart riding. Later that day the guys (and Amy) broke out their guns. We took turns shooting at clay pigeons and targets with an assortment of shot guns and handguns. Evie had to go inside with her grandma at that point since guns do not scare her, in fact she would have ran right out into the range had we let her. After the regular guns got old we broke out the potato gun and shot at the billboard that sits on G-ma's property. Because what is a family reunion without at least one illegal activity. The cousin's also took a trip to the great Ozarkland which sounds like a really awesome place and I swear it was when we were like nine yrs old unfortunately Ozarkland has probably not been updated since I was nine years old and 20 years has definitely taken it's toll on the place! But I did however, find some adorable pink moccasins for Evie because every little girl needs a pair of pink moccasins! Monday before we left for home we stopped back in to G-ma's house and found that my great Uncle that lives next door had something waiting for Evie-a little red wagon that has been sitting Un-used at his house for many years. And let me tell you, that girl loves her wagon-although her and daddy tried to give mommy a heart attack when they would go flying across the yard-Evie bouncing all the way! The trip home was pretty uneventful other than some traffic and rude people at the DQ in Rolla. Evie did awesome-she slept the first half of the trip and played with toys and chattered away in her car seat the second half of the trip. We had a great weekend and enjoyed seeing family and I may be a little biased but I think we have the best family reunions! Can't wait to do it again next year!

weary

2010-08-30T20:14:00.000-07:00

When sickness, stress and trials come we become weary-emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually.But (because there is always a but) God says (In Matthew 11:28) "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest" I love that God who is the creator of this complex world can make things so simple for us to understand and follow-we just have to come to him. He does not say that we have to jump up 3 times, spin in a circle counterclockwise 8 times and say the alphabet backwards while rubbing our belly and patting our head. No, he makes it easy on us we just have to come. So right now Father, I come to you and ask for your rest. I place my burdens on you and ask you to turn my mourning into gladness and my sorrow into joy (Jer 31:13)

weekend fun

2010-08-01T18:39:00.001-07:00

I just love the weekend! Especially when the weather cooperates and I don't have many chores to do! The weekend started Friday night-after putting the baby to bed I went to the grocery store and bought lots of meat, and other essentials to put together my homemade gourmet meals. I was up until 2 am but when it is all said and done I have around 2o meals in my freezer ready to go into the crock-pot, skillet, grill or oven with no further prep. And thanks to the yummy apple cobbler cappuchino I picked on my way home I was able to complete what I had set out to do-and that is always a good feeling!

Saturday started with Evie wide awake at 6 am and since I only had been asleep for 4 hours at that point I was not thrilled, but thanks to my awesome hubby who got up with her, changed her poopy diaper and fed her breakfast and entertain her I was able to sleep in until 8am. So after I got up, Evie and I played for a bit and practiced her newest skills-walking and saying new words like monkey and car-she will even say vroom vroom while pushing the car around-that is one smart girl! Then auntie Erica came over and we showed off Evie's new skills to her, and when Evie went down for a nap Erica and I chilled in the pool after cleaning it out (by the way-thanks for the help E) when Evie awoke she got in the pool for a while but the water was a bit too cold for her taste so we hopped out and played in the yard. After getting cleaned up Dennis, Evie and I went to the Mills mall in search for some new shoes for our little walker. Dennis obviously did not know what he was getting into, but buying shoes for a toddler is serious stuff! We also picked up some new fall and winter clothes for our little girl and it kinda made me sad to be looking at 24 month size clothing-she is no longer a baby! We finished our trip with dinner at Johnny Rockets where we let Evie have fries for the first time (well, to be honest she has had a few bites of my fries in the past but this was the first time she got her own) And let me tell ya-the girl is hooked-we may have a problem on our hands but can you blame the girl? She knows what is good! And after I convinced myself that fries and milk was an acceptable dinner (because after a taste of fries who wants the sandwich) we went home and off to bed we went. Today started with a healthy breakfast that included all food groups to make up for the dinner the night before :-) Then we went to church and Dennis and I were both in the nursery and we had fun playing with our girl and her friends. Then off to steak-n-shake for lunch where Evie indulged in more fries (so I'm not gonna get the mother of the year award for fries 2 days in a row but it was so cute to see her jamming them into her mouth in excitement!) After our fry binge we headed to the zoo. She loved the monkeys and would point, say "wow" and "monkey" which comes out like monka.

She also loved the children's zoo and petting the animals. The best part was that this time she could walk around to the different exhibits in the children's zoo all by herself and she was so excited to get to the next animal she totally forgot she was not holding on to anything and was not scared a bit-she even tried chasing after a chicken that was roaming free.

We ended the day with baskin robbins and Evie got her very own scoop of vanilla ice cream (another first) she loved it and was a sticky mess by the end!

I just love weekends like this-when we spend time together watching Evie try and do new things and throw the rules (nap time, no junk food) out the window!

2010-07-11T11:28:00.000-07:00

Delirious - Majesty Lyrics
Album:

Here I am humbled by Your Majesty,
Covered by Your grace oh friend.
Here I am knowing I'm a sinful man,
Covered by the blood of the Lamb.
Now I've found the greatest love of all is mine,
Since You laid down Your life,
The greatest sacrifice.

Majesty, Majesty.
Your grace has found me just as I am,
Empty handed but alive in Your hands.

Here I am humbled by the love that You give,
Forgiven so that I can forgive.
So here I stand,
Knowing that I am Your desire,
Sanctified by glory and fire.
And now I've found the greatest love of all is mine,
Since You laid down Your life,
The greatest sacrife.

Majesty, Majesty.
Your grace has found me just as I am,
Empty handed but alive in your hands.
Singing Majesty, Majesty.
Forever I am changed by Your love,
In the presence of Your Majesty.
Majesty.

We're singing Majesty, Majesty.
Your grace has found me just as I am,
And I'm nothing but alive in Your hands.
We're singing Majesty, Majesty.
Forever I am changed by Your love,
In the beauty of Your Majesty.
Majesty.

This song has been on my mind since church today. How awesome is it that God finds us where we are in our sin and meets us there with his grace. And when we are met by his grace we are forever changed by His Love. He is Majesty!

Days Like Today....

2010-07-10T19:55:00.001-07:00

I love days like today, where you declare to the world (or maybe just to the basket of laundry waiting to be folded) "I am just gonna' have fun!" Days when you don't have a plan or even an agenda, just a friend that is willing to go along for the ride. Where you realize what is important in life-spending time with those we love and living life to the fullest! Now there will still be days when my perfectonistic self will be slaving away scrubbing floors while I try to keep my little one entertained with a dust pan (yes I have done that-don't judge) but today was not one of those days. It was a day to relax, and not do anything "productive" at all. It was a day to enjoy fatty foods, without guilt (or going to the gym afterwards) A day to enjoy the sun and fresh air and water. It was a day to let my hair down, and go with the flow-not something a melancholy-choleric can do so easily but even I need those days. Days like today are refreshing, and I need to make time to have more days like today! Thank you friend for coming on this ride with me and helping me to realize what is important in my life.

My two sides

2010-07-08T19:47:00.000-07:00

So I have multiple personalities-ok not really, but I have realized that I have 2 sides to me that are very different. Look at the above picture, what do you see? A motorcycle jacket and helmet-someone ready to go for a daring ride, right? But check out the bottom half-a button down skirt-serious working mommy with a lot of responsibilities.

After almost 2 years of persuading, my hubby finally got me to go out on a motorcycle ride with him. And after I got over that "I'm gonna hurl" feeling as we proceeded onto the entrance ramp of Hwy 270, I actually had fun! I began to relax and feel the wind blowing past and I started to notice things around me in a different way. I felt young and free, not worrying about what Evie ate for dinner, or if I remembered to put the towels in the dryer. Once we got off the highway we even had fellow bikers pull up and talk with us-they had no idea about my "other side" they just saw me as some "biker chic."

But, my other side is who I am most of the time. I am a mommy, a wife and a nurse-responsible for my child, my husband, my patients, my home. I am safe, I don't take risks. I worry about whether Evie should eat peas or carrots for dinner and which sunscreen will offer the best protection against UVB and UVA rays-not something this cool "biker chic" would concern herself with.

So the question of the day- Is it possible to be both? and if it is-how do I combine the two? and the answer-Yes, I think I can still be fun and free-to some degree and still be a good mom. Now how to combine the two-I am still working on that one, but maybe one day I will figure it out.

15 months old-oh my!

2010-06-07T18:43:00.000-07:00

Recently we have had to deal with tantrums, whining, getting into everything-the not so much fun stuff about having a 15 month old-but today I am not going to talk about that. No, today I will focus on what I love about my 15 month old because she is only this age once and no matter what "bad" things we have to deal with I want to remember all the good things about a 15 month old. So Here I go:

What I love about having a 15 month old:

She finds excitement in everything around her, everything is new and an adventure-a bug, a flower, dirt (an apparently dirt is a fun thing to eat), grass, a chirping bird, a barking dog (which are both fun to mimic) She helps me to remember to "stop and smell the roses" so to speak.

She is learning a new word almost every day-you can see pure concentration on her face as we repeat a word while holding up an object, then she either silently mouths or whispers the word until she knows she has it correct (she is a bit of a perfectionist like that mommy of hers) then once she has it she proudly belts it out-"DUCK!" with that huge eye squinting grin of hers. She has quite the vocabulary now (mama, dada, puppy, kitty, up, hi, bye, no, uh-oh, tickle, backpack-thanks to Dora, and more recently fishy and duck. to name a few) It is so amazing to watch this little person learning our language!

She is a lot easier to pack for- no bottles, formula, baby food, burp clothes. It is so much easier to go to a restaurant and order off the menu for her when we go out.

She mimics everything we do from picking up a phone and saying "hi" to blowing kisses, making a crazy face and growling (Dada taught her that of course). Washing her hands at her little tike's sink (she made her germaphobe mama so proud!) Picking up a tissue out of the box and "blowing" her nose-although she has yet to actually get anything out-which would be helpful. (sorry it that is TMI) She pretends to cough or sneeze if we do. She will do the oh so popular (or at least in the Rankin household) "Home Alone face" (one hand to each cheek with the mouth open) -It was made famous by Aunt Shannon-probably when she was around 15 months old.

She is becoming more and more independent every day-feeding herself (for the most part-although half of it ends up on the floor or Arnie's mouth) , entertaining herself (although the "entertainment" is usually rearranging mama's kitchen or pulling all of her clothes out of her drawers, or all the books off her shelf)

... but she is still my baby that cruises over to me and lifts her arms up for a quick cuddle before returning back to playtime.

And I LOVE that she gives me kisses now when I ask-it melts my heart! And I know that although she cannot say the words "I love you" yet-I know she does and I love my little Evie-bear right back!

2010-05-10T18:52:00.000-07:00

So for mother's day Evie "made" me a picture with a little poem (with the help of her daycare teachers of course) and honestly it brought tears to my eyes, so I just thought I would share the poem:

Hand prints

Sometimes you get discouraged

because I am so small

And always leave my fingerprints

on furniture and walls.

But every day I'm growing-

I'll be grown some day.

And all those tiny hand prints

will surely fade away.

So here's a little hand print

Just so you can recall

exactly how my fingers looked

wen I was very small.

and at the bottom were her little purple hand prints

This poem touched me since just a few days before I found myself grumbling about her fingerprints all over the TV-but one day she will be grown and I will miss those tiny hand prints covering my home. Evie girl, I love you so much and am proud to be your mommy and next time I see your hand prints covering something, I will smile and cherish this time that you are small. Because, as everyone has told me since you were growing in my belly and I am now finding it to be true-babies grow up too fast!

Tomorrow

2010-05-10T17:46:00.000-07:00

Often times I find myself saying a common phrase, one that many people use: "I will get to that tomorrow." For example, when I have spend all day cleaning, and not much time playing with my daughter I may rationalize it by saying "tomorrow I will spend more time with my girl". When the day is coming to an end and exhaustion is setting in, I reason "tomorrow I will read my devotions because I am just too tired tonight." After rushing out of the house in the morning with no more than a quick "bye" to my husband I reassure myself with the thought "tomorrow I will remember to kiss him and tell him that I love him." After a busy day at work I may think "tomorrow will be a better day to tell that hurting person about God's love." When I get too busy to call a friend or family member that I have not talked to in a while I tell myself "I will get to that call tomorrow."
But, we are not guaranteed a tomorrow. My tomorrow may never come. I do not know what tommorw will bring for me or for those I love. I may not get another opportunity to cuddle with my sweet baby. I may never get another day to spend playing and laughing with her. I may never have another chance to say " I love you" that one last time to my soul mate. I may not get another moment to share God's love with that hurting person. I may never be able to make that phone call to a loved one. My time on this earth is temporary for Heaven is my eternal home, but while I am here on this earth for a short time I pray that I can make each moment matter. God, help me keep my priorities in line, help me not to be distracted by the things of this world, but to keep focused on You first and foremost and secondly on those you have placed in my life while I am on this earth. Thank you God for my family and friends-I am truly blessed.

lions and tigers and bears-oh my!

2010-04-19T12:49:00.000-07:00

OK, maybe my post title should read-penguins, goats and a carousel-oh my! We took Evie to the zoo for the first time on Saturday and it was fun! We went with our good friends the Clayton family. Once we got to the zoo, navigated a good parking spot and figured out what the heck a zoo-goer pass included we were ready to begin our adventure. We first headed to the carousel-why?-because it is free before 10 am of course! I envisioned an adorable photo-op of Evie with a grinning face sitting on top of a cute little monkey figurine as we gently glided up and down-instead I got a terrified baby that had a death grip on me, and and an out of focus picture of a poor scared, shaking baby-but at that point we could not get off so we just made the best of it and tried to comfort her all while thinking-"can't wait to share this story of her first carousel ride with her once she is a teenager"-I am sure we will all be able to laugh about it someday!Next stop the angry gorillas-they were playing some sort of hide and seek game with each other, and then one beat on it's chest which created a huge thud-we asked the guys if they could make that noise when banging on their chests-they could not. I think the gorillas were more entertaining for the adults. After that we headed towards the children's zoo-which was a hit! She loved "petting" (or grabbing and smacking) the goats! They had to have been a bit sedated as they just sat there as children grabbed,hugged and pulled their horns-oh wait that was my 29 year old husband that was grabbing the horns (he "just wanted to know what they would do") Evie even dropped her beloved paci to the ground in her excitement. She also pet the guinea pigs but wanted nothing to do with the snake. From there we had a picnic lunch-let me tell you trying to get a one year old to eat her food (her own food and not another person's food) while sitting on a blanket on the ground is no easy task-she really just wanted to crawl around and investigate what everyone else was eating ("but mom-I found it on the ground fair and square") After lunch we visited some more animals and my little actress had fun copying the birds "woo-hoos" causing a good laugh from our group. We walked around and saw various other animals but she was too tired to care and ended up dozing in the stroller. I wish I could have dozed in the stroller too! We ended our day at the penguin house which was cold-but she enjoyed watching the penguins-until they splashed her in the face with cold water which elicited a cry and another death grip on mommy. Poor girl-but all in all I think she had a good day! Can't wait to go again!

One year ago today....

2010-02-23T18:17:00.000-08:00

(taken 2/23/10 at 12:49pm-exactly one year old!)

My Dear sweet Evie,

One year ago today I looked into your beautiful blue eyes for the first time and fell in love. In fact, one year ago today I learned what unconditional love was. I kissed your sweet soft cheek for the first time and have kissed your sweet face every day for a year. One year ago today I saw your daddy cry like he has never cried-tears rolling down his face-without shame but with pride as he held his little girl for the first time. One year ago today I became a mommy. One year ago today I proudly showed you off to our friends and family for the first time as they gathered to meet you. One year ago today I snuggled you and fed you for the first time. One year ago today I rocked you to sleep for the first time. One year ago today my life was thrown into a tailspin of dirty diapers, bottles, crying (both of us),teething, illnesses and no sleep-all completely worth it of course.

In one year you have learned so much-you eat on your own, crawl, pull up to a stand, clap, wave, say a few words (mama, dada, kitty, hi and bye) and you are an expert at harassing the animals. In one year you have developed your own unique personality-you are calm and content like your dada most of the time but when something does not sit well with you (like when I take away the tv remote or wipe your face after dinner) you have a bit of a temper like your mama. You are so funny and have developed quite a sense of humor-I love to hear you laugh! In one year you have grown-going from 7 lbs 9 oz to an impressive 21 lbs! In one year you have developed likes (animals, music, books, peas, applesauce,) and dislikes (getting your nose suctioned, taking Motrin and your blow-up penguin)

As I watched you shove cake into your mouth for the first time I thought about all the adventures we have had together over the past year and I look forward to all the new adventures we will experience together as you grow. I am sad to see my baby grow up but am happy that you are healthy, happy and thriving. As you enter toddler hood I would like to quote a part of a book that you got for your birthday-yes it may be a bit cheesy and when you are older you will probably roll your eyes at me, but here it goes: "I will love you forever, I will like you for always, as long as I am living my baby you will be." One year ago today my life completely changed, I received the best gift ever- God blessed me with you!

2010-01-08T20:35:00.000-08:00

As I look back at 2009 I can't believe what a wonderful, exciting, crazy year it has been! And through it all God has been right there with us in every step! Dennis dealt with several layoffs throughout 2009 after his job with Huey's Honda ended when they sold the auto body shop only months after Evie's birth. But God was right there and He was never went longer than a month without a job and even in between jobs he always found some kind of a side job. He is such a hard worker and takes such good care of his girls! He is now working at a small shop that has only been in buisness for a year. Although the hours are long he is very happy there and enjoys working with the 2 other guys at the shop. The owner really seems to appreciate his hard work and is very happy with the job he is doing.
I also have been keeping busy, still working as a cardiology nurse. I enjoy working with the doctors and patients. Evie is at the daycare at the hospital that I work at and I love to go see her on my luchbreak! Evie has been busy learning all sorts of new things. She waves hi and bye and sometimes will say buh buh (bye bye) as she waves goodbye. She says mama, dada and baba (bottle) and has attempted to say puppy (comes out like "pu"). She loves to mimick us when we blow raspberries, click our tounges or stick out our tounges-we are teaching her such great things (can you sense my sarcasm?!) she claps her hands-especially if we cheer. She loves "dance" when we put on music. Dancing for her involves shaking her head around and waving her arms in the air like a mad woman-but it is very cute I must say! She finally decided to start crawling about a month ago and now she is everywhere-she has a weird half army half inch bug looking crawl but she can get across a room in seconds! She is just starting to pull up on things-mainly my pant leg as she tries to climb up me! She is starting to get the hang of table foods and finger foods but as of now wants nothing to do with a sippy cup! I even tried drinking from a sippy cup to show her how much fun it was to drink like a big girl but she just threw her sippy cup down in fury and screamed until I gave her a bottle! Guess we will have to keep working on that one! She sleeps all night and generally takes good naps, often she will sit up and talk to herself in her crib until she gets tired enough to fall asleep. Christmas was soo much fun and we enjoyed watching Evie open her presents-although I could have saved a lot of money and just wrapped up empty boxes since she had more fun playing with the wrapping paper and eating bows. We are now in the process of planning her first birthday party-I can't believe my baby is almost 1! Where has the time gone?!

2009-08-23T17:59:00.000-07:00

So Evie has officially been alive for half of a year! Wow time flies!

She is getting so big she weighed 16.6 lbs and was 25 1/2" long at her 6 month well-baby check up. She has two teeth on the bottom and just today I noticed one tooth on her top gums getting ready to push through. Which makes me think maybe I should go to bed now instead of posting a blog because if that little tooth decides to make its entrance tonight-it is gonna be a long night. Oh well, I am learning to live with 6 hrs of sleep a night. ( I used to need 8 hrs of sleep/night. -ha!) But once she goes to bed I try to get everything done and then have a little me time. She sleeps from about 7:30/8pm until 5:30/6 am which is wonderful! Sometimes on the weekends she is a good baby and sleeps until 7 am so mommy can sleep in too. I never thought I would consider 7am as sleeping in! She goes to bed really easily at night but fights sleep at naptime-she just has to know what is going on ALL the time.

She loves to play in her exersaucer and daddy loves to walk by her and pull/push every single toy on the darn thing that makes noise causing chaos and stimulation overload- but I have to admit she loves it and it is hilarious to see her flip her little head around to try and watch all the toys at once. She babbles all the time and discovers new noises daily. Today she was making this low pitch growling noise and so daddy said "let the demons out!" and she smiled and then made a sweet cooing noise as if to say "I am all better now daddy!" She loves her daddy and gets a big grin on her face even when she just hears his voice. She loved listening to him on speakerphone the other day when he called and jokingly yelled "help Evie I am stuck in this little box!(the phone) let me out!" She has got him wrapped around her little finger! I feel sorry for the young men that will one day come to the house to take her out- I am sure daddy will kindly show them his gun collection!

She rolls all around now sometimes this can be a problem-like when she rolled into her exersaucer and smacked her face. Ooops! She loves the animals and trys to reach out and pet them when she is sitting in her little bumbo seat. She laughs at everything Arnie (the dog) does-scratching, sniffing-it's all hilarious to her. She still loves daycare and tommorow will be the "big kid" in class when the older babies move up to the next class. Her teacher told her she could be the class president! Ha ha! She eats solids 2 times a day along with her bottles and is doing great with it and loves every food she has tried-she was not so sure about squash at first though.

This weekend we spent time with Grandma and Papa and Uncle Dan, Aunt Lea and cousins Dylan and Hanna-who is 3 wks younger than Evie. The girls had a blast. Evie pulled Hanna's hair-I guess she was jealous because she does not have very much but Hanna got her back by chewing on Evie's ear. It will be soo much fun watching the girls grow up together- I hope they are close like I am with my girl cousins.

In July she got to attend her first wedding-Aunt Shannon and Uncle Randy's and enjoyed seeing her relatives that came into town for the occassion. Aunt Erica still takes her picture all the time but for now she does not seem to mind. Grandpa Ken and Grandma Jo Ann are trying to make her into a cardinals fan and love to sit on the couch and watch the game with her when we come over-they even bought her a cardinals onesie!

Dennis and I are also doing well-although I will not post our current height and weight! Lol! I am still working as a cardiology nurse and Evie attends the daycare at the hospital that I work at. Dennis is still an auto body painter although he has moved to different shops a few times since Huey's Honda sold the shop he had been working at for 8 years. But God has always provided income and has provided work for him when he needs it. I think we make a pretty good team raising Evie and running a home although it has taken some adjustments on both parts. We try to spend time with each other once she is in bed and sometimes Den will pick up a movie and dinner while I am putting Evelyn to bed and then once she is down we have the rest of the evening to enjoy time together-unless of course I fall asleep during the movie. Some things never change-I have always fallen asleep during movies! We love life and enjoy our little family- Life is good!

2009-06-28T20:52:00.000-07:00

So Evie is now 4 months old and growing up soo fast! She now weighs 13.6 lbs and is 24 inches long. Her doctor says she is in the 50th percentile for both heigth and weight-so she is right on track! She learned to roll over although she prefers to just lay on her belly and scream until mommy rolls her over! She "talks" all the time! Her daycare teacher says she will get louder when the other babies start to "talk" as if she is trying to talk over them. This may become a problem once she starts school! :-) She loves to smile and blow raspberries and coo. She also has a deep belly laugh whenever daddy makes silly faces at her. They are hilarious to watch together! She has already started teething and has had two little baby teeth on her bottom gums poke thru to show for all of the pain. Poor baby! We just started feeding her rice cereal, although I am not sure how much she is actually getting in as most of it just comes right back out of her mouth and runs down her chin! She has had her first "pool pary" at school 2 weeks ago and got in the "big" pool with mommy and daddy for the first time last week. She loves the water and seems really relaxed in it! She is a joy to be around and it is so fun to see her little personality develop. I am glad she is growing big and healthy but it is a little sad to see my baby grow up, which is why I try to enjoy every little moment with her and soak each stage of her life in because I will never get it back!

You know you are a mommy when....

2009-05-08T15:38:00.000-07:00

So in honor of mothers day I would like to post my thoughts on being a new mommy. It goes something like this: You know you are a mommy when.................

- Every item of clothing you own has poo. pee or spit up stains on them

- You go out in public without even realizing you have spit up on your shirt (but it would not matter anyway because you have nothing else to wear-see point #1)

- You live your life in 3 hour segments ( time between feedings)

- You realize you have not eaten all day and it is now 2 pm (that is how new mommys must lose the baby weight-who has time for the gym?)

- You now refer to bowel movements as "poopies" and even make songs about "poopies" We have one titled "The poopy dance"

- Every word ends in "ies" for example- poopies (see previous point) tooties, burpies, footsies- do you see a trend? I swear you would not think I had a college education if you heard me talk.

- You no longer know what tired feels like because you live in a constant state of tired.

- Caffeine is your best friend (see previous point) -no offense Jessi! :-)

- A 6 hr stretch of sleep is what heaven must feel like!

- You constantly think/worry about your kid (s)

- You take 2 hrs to get ready to go anywhere and then another hour when the baby spits up or poos/pees herself and you have to change her all over again.

- You no longer carry a cute little handbag- nope huge diaper bag with my wallet/keys crammed in is the way to go.

- Everyone you know suddenly has an opinion on how to raise your child (ren)

- You become an expert at multi-tasking (soothing an infant, vaccuming and making dinner all at once is no big deal)

- Most importantly -you learn what unconditional love is and you can't imagine life without this little, sweet person in it.

My life will never be the same and I love it! Happy Mothers day to all the mommys -new and old out there!

Evelyn Grace Pape

2009-03-28T18:33:00.000-07:00

So after a long nine months, 2 weeks of bed rest due to preterm contractions and 18 hrs of labor that ended in a c-section Evelyn Grace Pape made her appearance on February 23, 2009 at 12:49 pm. She weighed in at 7 lbs 9 oz and measured 20 3/4 inches long. She is now 5 weeks old and doing great! At her 3 wk appointment she weighed 8 lbs 6 oz. and I am sure she is way past that now!
So the birth story goes something like this. On Sunday Feb. 22 at about 5 pm my water broke and no it was not like a gushing waterfall that you always see in the movies. So after cleaning the kitchen (yes I am a neat freak and did not want to come home from the hospital to a messy house) I called the doctor and prepared to go to the hospital. By the time Dennis packed up the car I was starting to feel the contractions. By the time we got to the hospital they were 5 minutes apart but since I was only 2 cm dilated they started me on a pitocin drip to help labor progress. which is no fun because they make the contractions more intense and painful (as if they were not bad enough on their own!) Dennis was a good coach except for the fact that he actually asked if I wanted more kids while I was in the middle of a contraction-who does that?! So after about 7 hours from onset of labor I could hold out no longer and got the epidural- wow those things are nice! I think I may have told the anesthesiologist that I loved him. So life was great for a few hours until the epidural stopped working! So for 2 hours I had painful contractions and Dennis and my best friend Jessi took turns holding my hand. Apparently I am pretty strong when in pain and nearly broke both of their hands! Finally they took out the epidural and placed a new one. Such relief! Then at some point I started running a fever and Evie's heart was beating a little too fast because of the fever, so they gave me some antibiotics to ward off a possible infection. At about 5 am the doctor came and checked me and told me I was 6 cm dilated. By 10:30 am I was still 6 cm and still running a fever. By 11:30 am, no change so it was decided that I would need a c-section. I was a little upset after being in labor all night to have to go for a c-section but at that point I was tired and just wanted it to be over, so I did what any woman would- I sucked it up and then put on my makeup. I figured since no pushing would be involved and I would not be getting all sweaty and gross I might as well look cute in the pictures! At about 12:30 pm they took me to the OR and at 12:49 pm Evelyn Grace Pape came into the world. Daddy and Mommy were both in tears as they placed our little girl in Daddy's arms for the first time. It was a great moment! She was healthy and adorable. A few days after her birth she did develop jaundice and had to spend a day in the NICU to get IV fluids and be under the bili lights, but she was able to come home with us at discharge. We were adjusting to life at home with Evie when I came down with a stomach virus that caused me to become dehydrated. My doctor sent me to the ER where I spent an evening getting IV fluids. Daddy was great as he took care of Evie, the house the animals and me! I am now feeling much better. We have adjusted to the lack of sleep and are enjoying life with our little girl.