"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined."

-Henry David Thoreau

Monday, September 30, 2013

Hurricane again!

I think it is somewhat funny that my last blog post was about my Hurricane trip, because that is where I am, again! Amanda went into early labor so my mom and I volunteered to watch the kids as she was in the hospital. We were so worried about the little guy and thought less stress for her and Brad, the better. Since my mom is at work during the week, I came down to watch the kids during that time. Stepping into caring for three kids has not been easy! I won't lie - there have been moments when I wonder how I will ever do it or if I want to! But, there is also an element to it that makes everything easier. They can entertain each other and help out with things. I had Jason hold Terran while I tied Jason's shoes. It was cute. Or both Jason and Bailey would help distract Terran when he was in his pack and play or upset in the car. When they were all getting along, it was the sweetest thing. Those big smiles and laughs are what make me know there are more kids in my future. :)

Always happy when he is outside.

He took off when I was changing his diaper!
With the marathon on Saturday, it has been on my mind a lot and I am always bringing it up to my parents. They don't dwell on it as much as me, but they entertain my obsession. My dad is also dealing with an injury that just popped up last week. So frustrating! However, I feel pretty confident about the whole thing and have started looking at the countdown clock on their webpage! When I came down here, I was so ready for it to just be over because I was trying so hard to fix my injury but stay fit and prepared and it was a constant stressor. With my last two "long" runs, my confidence has shot up and now I am just envisioning a fun race. Don't worry, there will be a marathon post after Saturday!

Zach is coming down to join Terran and me tomorrow. This whole situation was a little bad timing for our family life because Zach had just finished up some heavy traveling and we were going to be together for a little bit, but then I left to go to Hurricane. It can be rough some days and Zach and I have both felt the strain of separation. Tomorrow has come quite quickly, so my excitement at seeing him has be increasing all day today. Hopefully we can enjoy this little getaway from the everyday and {maybe} find a minute to ourselves!

Monday, September 16, 2013

Hurricane trip

Remember how I spent a couple weeks at my parents'? Here are some pics.
Terran was helping me pack and get ready to go...
Until he decided Unpacking was more fun!

We think he looks a ton like Zach in this picture.
This illustrates how he is always on the move. Everyone loves his big stride.

Jason and Terran got along so well! It was so fun to watch Jason play gently with Terran, and after a few days, Terran would look for Jason or try to go out into the main room because that is where they played the most.

I got to meet up with my BFF Lisa. Little Tynlee was good with Terran too. We went swimming at the clubhouse, and Lisa found a snake in the water! Kinda crazy, and disgusting. I miss hanging out with her!

I also got to meet up with my other BFF Amanda. She just had her baby boy, Krew. I am so bummed I didn't take a picture! We had a really nice visit. It's pretty awesome how we have stayed close and our big events in life always fall close together. We both went to Dixie the same years, got married within a few months of each other, had babies in the same year. Pretty cool.

Grandma has some special power to make Terran fall asleep without protest or even complaining.

Lovin' the rocks and people watching.
I had to allow snow cones...it's summer!
Terran loved the splash pad, of course. My little daredevil would go straight for the biggest fountain!

On the way down and on the way back we stopped to play at a park in Fillmore. Terran still hates the car, but we got a pretty good system down. Leave a little before a nap, drive, nap, {hopefully make it to Fillmore for the best food and rest area} play for an hour or longer, drive, nap, maybe make one more stop then cry the last ten minutes til we get there. :)
He charmed people at the rest area both times - those cheeks and that smile brighten anyone's day!

Peroneal Tendonitis...again!

As I sit here at 10:00 pm, icing my feet, wishing I could just sleep, I figured I should do a little marathon update. There are 19 days til the race, that's what a post of FB informed me....I haven't exactly counted. I just got done with a 5 mile run and am feeling pretty great. But, why the ice?

Well, this is the thing. I have a curse. It is an injury curse. I get an injury 2-4 weeks before every race. Pretty interesting huh? This being the third time, I have done everything possible to fix it and be better for the marathon. By the way, peroneal tendonitis again. Repeat of last year. Except this time I had a little more time to work with - 2 weeks. So, I have bought different running shoes, got wedges to adjust my heel, am wearing compression socks every time I run, stretching, I got ultrasound once, gotten sports massages, ice, heat, rested for two weeks and just biked, then did nothing for a few days, wore my boot around for five days, wore an ankle brace, I am wearing sneakers pretty much everywhere, all day since flip flops and sandals irritate it like crazy, I am envisioning an awesome race and what I will say to myself if I want to stop, and praying that it is meant to be for me to finish. Pretty intense stuff. But, I justify it all since this is basically my only hobby and only place my "me-time" is ever spent. Here's to hoping I can figure out how to get back in run shape and taper at the same time to come out on top!

Sunday, September 15, 2013

8 Months

6 Teeth
18 month clothes
Stands for several seconds
Starting to understand "No"
Says "Mom" and "MaMa"- it started out as mamamamama all day long, but it has evolved to basically just be when he wants something from me. I don't think he knows quite yet that I am Mama, but he is definitely close!
Terran loves to bang his head against things. Talk about a bad habit! It makes me so nervous. One day I was in the kitchen and he was banging his head on the cupboards. I moved him to the back door because he likes to look out the window. Immediately he put his head to the floor and started banging. I sat him up and he went to the window to bang his head there!
Holds tighter to things he doesn't want you to take away.


Thursday, September 12, 2013

Blog post on being a mom.

There are days when I struggle - a lot. I typically pride myself on being good, or at least decent, at everything I put my mind too. Sometimes with being a mom, I wonder if I am doing good, or at least decent. I know I shouldn't put myself down, or compare, or whatever, but come on, that is basically human nature to some extent, right? Terran is a wonderful baby, an amazing person already, and so lovable. This makes it even harder when I am having a day where I didn't get enough sleep, my back hurts from bending over all day to help him walk, the house is a mess, and I just know Zach is going to come home and not want to do much of anything because he had a hard day at work. It makes it harder because Terran is so perfect and innocent that I view my frustrations as my weakness and I want to overcome it but don't have the energy to do so. Then I come across an article or post like this and immediately tears are brought to my eyes and everything is put into perspective once again.

I don't know if I was necessarily having a hard day when I found this, but I do remember that I almost didn't read it as it popped up on my FB news feed. How glad I am that I clicked on it and had the rush of feel goods that came with because it is true and very much applies to me.

New Mamas Get Nothing Done (and other untruths)

I often talk to new mamas with babies who “aren’t very good sleepers.” The latest mama has a happy 5-month-old girl who doesn’t nap more than 15 minutes at a time and is still waking up about every 3-4 hours at night. It’s exhausting.
I run through my usual suggestions. First, this can be a normal pattern for some babies at this age. It helps to know that. I recommend a good, comfy, hands-free baby carrier (a must) and a sleeping arrangement that helps her stay close (and safe) with baby at night. I tell her that she isn’t doing anything wrong—most likely there is no “solution” to this issue, it’s just who her baby is and what she needs right now.  This too shall pass, and all of that.
This mama looks at me blankly for a minute, and then, looking confused, says, “So do you just not get anything done then??”
Mamas, I want to tell you the truth. And here it is: You will not get anything done when you are home with a baby. And anyone who told you otherwise is not being very forthcoming (or perhaps they just have a lousy memory). You might get yourself fed. You might get yourself dressed (then again, you might not). You might take a walk (it makes baby happy). You might have a short phone conversation or start a load of laundry, neither of which you will finish. This is your new mom normal.
So what are you doing all day? Not much that can be measured, really. You’re simply responding appropriately and with patience (through fatigue), to smiles, to tears, to hunger cues, and to drowsiness, teaching your baby how to navigate this complex and (to a baby) highly emotional and raw world. You are keeping your baby clean, which on some days involves more costume changes (for both of you) than any non-mother can begin to fathom. You are teaching a tiny, helpless person all about the world—at least the important parts, like how we treat each other and what it means to be connected to a family. You are creating a foundation of love and trust between you and your baby, one that will help you set your parenting compass, inform your future interactions, and provide a basis for the way your child relates to the larger world.  You may be breastfeeding your baby—another time consuming task (though once established, it takes less time than bottle feeding) that reaches forward through time to heal and protect your child, and simultaneously reduces your risk of disease. Oh, and you’re becoming a mother. It started the day your baby was conceived, and it continues beyond birth. Your baby is stretching and growing into this new body, and you are too.
But that’s about it, really. That’s your day.
Our culture doesn’t have a good way to measure what you are accomplishing. Your baby will grow and meet milestones: check. But to the untrained eye most of this work, at the end of the day, will look like nothing.
But we know better.
There is no greater task than the nothing you did yesterday, the nothing you are doing today, and the nothing you will do tomorrow. Caring for a baby is all about the immediate experience, yet the first two years are all about investment. It’s give, give, give, and give some more. These are hard-fought, rough-and-tumble years that can cut us down to our core and take us soaring high above the clouds, all in the space of 5 minutes. And yes, as you do the hardest work of your life, it will seem like you’re not getting anything done at all. Crazy, huh?
But here’s where it gets interesting: As much as you need and want a break now (and you should take one, more on that later), no mother has ever looked back on this time and thought, “I wish I had held my baby less.” You will not remember the dishes that didn’t get done, the vacuuming that you just couldn’t make happen, or the dirty clothes you wore more often than you’d like to admit. You will remember the first smile, the first belly laugh, the first words, the first steps. You will remember the way you looked at your baby, and the way your baby looked at you.
So the next time you find yourself wondering how another day is gone and nothing is done, stop. Hold your baby—feel the way that tiny body strains to contain this giant soul—complete, and full of potential all at the same time. Take a deep, slow breath. Close your eyes and measure your day not as tasks, but as feelings, as sounds, as colors. Exhaustion is part of it. And it’s true, you will get “nothing” done. But the hard parts will fade. The intense, burning love is what remains, and it is yours to keep forever.

Park City

The last three days, Zach's team was up in Park City for some mandatory annual briefs. The wives and families were allowed to come up and stay at the hotel and see them after work. I have to be honest and say that I was tempted not to go. I didn't really want to pack up all of Terran's toys and bathroom, swim, sleep, play necessities, and keep him entertained in a town where I am not that familiar with what it has to offer. However, I decided for the sake of family time that it would be worth my packing and loading/unloading efforts. It was. Terran and I were able to explore a small portion of the city's trail system, hitting up the famous main street, and finding a fun park to play in the wood chips and sand. Terran was more interested in rocks, wood, leaves, and bugs than the toys, and it is really all the same to me as I bend over and help him walk all over the place so we enjoyed that. We had a few nice dinners with Zach, Chinese (my first time at a real Chinese restaurant in a LONG time) and Italian. Fuego's Bistro and Pizzeria - definitely recommend! Anything pizza and I am down. :)

As we got to the hotel on Monday night, Terran was extremely excited. Something new, I suppose. He was so happy to explore the pillows and the mirrors and the bathroom. He LOVED the bathroom and we couldn't figure out why. Up until this point, he has mainly just been crawling two steps(knees?) and would sit up. Monday he decided to take off! He was crawling all over the bed and all over the room. He was pulling himself up on my luggage and against the bed into standing positions. As the week went on, he just got better and better. He still prefers to walk, but will crawl if in a good mood or necessary.

Water is the only thing that can keep this kid occupied at restaurants.

Jogging the trail system.

View of Heber

Explorer baby

Our little family
The night we went to the pizzeria, Zach and I both weren't ready to just go back to the hotel. Since it was rainy, we went to Starbucks for some hot cocoa and cake pops. Topped the night off right.

Highly Specialized Husband

Just a few of Zach's recent certifications and education:
Rope Rescue
Confined Space
Vigilant Guard
Vessel Boarding

He is also now about 3-4 semesters away from his bachelor's degree. As he has traveled so much, he has had to reduce his schedule down to just one class a semester. I get tempted to be disappointed because I would just love for him to be done, but everything with school and work and work-school all adds up. Throw in family time and trying to help out {a bit} at home, my man can get spread pretty thin. So, I figure if we can reduce the stress and still make progress toward his degree, it is an okay decision.