Janet +Trenton=Emma & Benjamin

Perinatologist

2012-01-26T22:41:00.000-08:00

Trenton and I got a call last week that every expectant parent fears the most. It was my OB calling to let us know that some red flags were raised based on my most recent ultrasound that I had over 3 weeks ago, and that I was being referred to a Perinatologist. I didn't even know what that was. Google defines this doctor as "an obstetrical specialist concerned with the care of the mother and fetus at higher-than-normal risk for complications." My general OB had me come in that day to explain that there was a concern for intrauterine growth restriction (IUGR). Apparently her head was measuring a month behind, which was especially a concern because, up until now, it had been measuring as it should...Meaning, this wasn't simply a case of having an otherwise healthy, but small baby. Her growth had suddenly lagged behind. I felt like I had been punched in the gut, and nobody could give me any information until I saw the specialist. I tried to stay away from any kind of forum on the internet that wasn't legitimate as I researched what little information I did have. But even the "official" websites did little to reassure me. No matter how many books I flipped through, or websites I visited, the fact remained that my highly trained and experienced doctor was worried enough to send me to a specialist. I felt like I couldn't breathe.

Thankfully I didn't have to wait long to see the new doctor. Despite the ultrasound tech's attempts at distracting me by asking me which foods I've been craving and what names we were considering, I watched carefully as she measured the baby's abdomen, her femur, and finally the width and diameter of her noticeably oblong shaped head. I also noticed as the words "Still Breech" burned across the top of the screen. What's that supposed to mean? Still Breech? I thought doctors didn't start sharpening their knives until the baby is confirmed breech at 37 weeks, but I digress. The "Level II" ultrasound didn't seem any different than all the others until I was taken into the perinatologist's office and noticed several different screens that revealed very detailed images of my baby's brain and other body parts. My meeting with him was both reassuring and terrifying. He said that there is a crescent shaped fold that should be present at 31 weeks in a normally developing fetal brain, and my baby had this fold, meaning that her brain is developing as it should. But the baby's head was taking on an abnormal shape where it was longer from front to back and smaller from side to side. The reassuring news is that her head circumference was measuring within the normal range. It was the measurement from side to side that lagged so far behind that it threw off the ultrasound's measurements and revealed a head size that was 4 weeks behind. This means her brain is still growing- the shape of her head is just a little wonky. So that's the good news. The bad news is that we won't know why for another couple weeks (or maybe until the baby is born). Unfortunately in a situation like this, the comparison between ultrasounds is more telling than a single diagnostic ultrasound. And you can't have comparison without being forced to endure a passage of time. He did put my mind at ease (a little) by saying that a lot of 3rd trimester breech babies have this issue because their heads get lodged under the mom's rib cage (ouch) and their head is literally being squeezed as it grows. He also said that, based on the baby's other appropriately measuring body parts, he didn't suspect IUGR. Still there are many causes for this problem that could have very serious implications. Some that my delicate, hormonal heart just can't explore right now. He did say that if the next ultrasound reveals a head size that has not improved, he will take the baby (at 35 weeks), as she'd have a better chance on the outside than continuing in my, apparently hostile uterine environment. (I wish I had a happy uterus like those women who get pregnant easily, carry to term with a few braxton hicks contractions, and barely bleed after childbirth. But before I go down that road, I need to remember that I hardly have the energy to get dressed in the morning, let alone carry around hateful feelings toward my irritable uterus.) As if this all weren't enough to swallow, he also raised a concern with the baby's heart. He was extremely vague about this, and dodged all my questions by simply saying, "We'll have to perform a fetal echo-cardiogram in a week." Again, I felt a wave of guilt. I knew that maternal heart issues do raise the fetal risk, but it's so frustrating not knowing exactly what we're dealing with. Up until this appointment I hadn't let the thought intrude my mind, but suddenly I came to the realization, and a sort of acceptance, that there is a very real possibility something could go wrong. When I was explaining to my dad that I have no other choice but to relinquish control of this (not that I ever really had control) and put myself and my unborn baby's life in the hands of the Lord, he said, "You'll feel so much better when you do." I wish I were better at it.

I have a picture frame sitting next to my desk that says, "Family- forever, for always, and not matter what." I bought the frame at a 90% off sale Hobby Lobby was having last year for $2 and always thought the saying was sweet. It never had any deeper meaning until recently- when I realized just how important forever is and how- no matter what- Trenton and these 3 children will always be my family. With that knowledge and foundation- what couldn't I handle?

I was going through some pictures that were loose in Emma's baby book tonight and realized there were so many of my pregnant belly. I also noticed that I had significantly less taken during my pregnancy with Ben, and only 1 from this pregnancy so far. That made me very sad, especially when considering that this is the last time a baby will take up residence in my stomach. So- here I am at 32 weeks. I'm going to try and take a picture of the bun each week until she's done baking.

I realize this picture is tricky to figure out. I always feel silly sharing my ultrasound pictures because I know how it feels to be on the receiving end of an excited mom-to-be showing her ultrasound picture... "And here's her little nose...doesn't it look like she has my nose?" Um...no- it looks like a mushroom floating in cream sauce. But for my record I wanted to post this, my very first 4d ultrasound picture. What you're looking at is her face with a hand covering her mouth and nose and one of her eyes. The glob of white up on her forehead is her foot. During this ultrasound, which was done at 28 weeks, her head was sitting under my ribcage with her legs up over her head and her bottom sitting on my pelvic bone. She was in this same position at the 18 week ultrasound as well, so it must be comfy for her. I wish it were comfy for me.

Can you believe that is in here? Even though I've given birth twice- it still completely blows my mind that I am growing a human being! My body has somehow figured out how to take cells from its self and create a brain, a heart, fingers... toenails! As she rolls around in my stomach right now, she already possesses the gear necessary to be a mommy herself someday. Even more amazing is the fact that each baby leaves behind a part of its self when born, which then becomes a part of me. This would mean that Ben has little fragments of Emma coursing through his veins, and little bun is made up of tiny bits of both her brother and sister!

I think that's pretty special.

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, Ben, and Baby

December 2011

2012-01-26T12:44:00.000-08:00

I seriously could not wait for December to come around this year. This pregnancy has been so horrible that I desperately needed a little Christmas. One of my favorite things to do to get in the spirit is drive around the Broadmoor and look at all the beautifully decorated houses. And I always enjoy walking around the Broadmoor its self when they've decked out the hotel out in sheer decadence. Each year they have an amazing gingerbread house/village display and this year the fairy tale themed houses included Snow White, Goldilocks, and my favorite...

Rapunzel.

Another part of Christmas that I always look forward to is helping my Mom decorate her home. It was especially fun this year because my kids were old enough to participate. There are very few things more heavenly than crawling under a lit, trimmed tree.

We did manage to take the kids to see Santa, although neither of them would go anywhere near his lap. Emma got close enough to let him know what she was hoping to get for Christmas, but Ben was not having any of it. The Citadel Santa is always so nice though, and this year he gave Emma and Ben their very own stuffed bear. Since we had driven all the way to the mall in a snowstorm just to visit Santa, and the kids spent about two seconds with him, we decided to stick around for a while and have some dinner.

It's kind of fun to take my kids to see Santa in the same mall I grew up visiting.

My little Emma turned 4 this past December! We celebrated with a "Strawberry Shortcake" themed bowling party. She was so fun when it came to the preparation of this birthday. For months in advance she'd bring me a piece of paper and crayon and ask me to write out an invitation that would go something like, "Please come to my party. We are going to bowl, and then have a sleepover, and then eat pancakes and drink water." She was part of every single detail of this little party, right down to picking exactly what would go in the goody bags and which wrapping paper she'd like.

People have always warned me that time would fly- and it has. I never expected the joy of raising babies to be so equally saturated in heartbreak. But I'm thankful for the opportunity to be this little bug's Mom. She really is a unique person and one of the best gifts I've ever been given.

Since pancakes were on the agenda for her birthday, Emma and I sneaked away early that morning- just the two of us. The adorable conversation we shared in the McDonald's on the morning of her 4th birthday, matched with that little face, will always be one of my happiest memories.

I love how everything is so exciting when you're four. I mean...everything!

Trenton and I had a fun time making this cake. It was my Mom's cold oven pound cake recipe with fresh strawberry filling and butter-cream icing.

I am well aware of how busy the week before Christmas is, and it meant so much to us that everyone shared some of that precious time with us as we celebrated our baby girl.

And of course, thanks to all of you for spoiling Emma with such perfect, little four year old girl presents!

The BEST part of this party was that when it was over- we left. There was no cleaning or fussing over spilled soda. It was a matter of packing up the gifts and balloons and going home to continue the celebration.

Later that evening a good majority of my nieces and nephews joined us for a sleepover. Emma was in heaven!

Can you believe they are both taller than me? How did this happen?!?

It was craziness. But fun!

I can't wait to show this picture to their future wives. Stephen and Hunter stayed awake until 5 am playing video games. But I didn't mind because they kept all the little girls in line so Trenton and I could actually go to bed.

The Friday before Christmas we celebrated Heather's birthday and had a little Christmas party at our house.

This is my friend Nicole's little girl, Shelby. I could just eat her!

And I could gobble this little guy up too!

I have warned you all- if you take pictures like this with my camera, it will end up on the www!

Ben went ahead and "cleaned up" the glasses of cider that were left down at his level. He was a little juice drunk by the end of the evening.

It's hard to see in this picture, but Ben is kissing the baby. He's pretty cute with the random lovin' and kissin' on the baby.

On Christmas Eve we had a little impromptu tea-party at Montegue's before everyone went their separate ways for the night. Emma felt like a princess with her fancy tea cup and saucer and ginger-mint herbal tea.

Shannon was being a little "princess" herself...

Finally- after what seemed like an eternity of anticipation, it was Christmas Eve! We are so thankful to have the opportunity to share the holiday with both sides of the family, but it was truly special this year to be with Laurie and Darrel after all they had been through with their life-threatening motorcycle accident last summer.

I had to include these pictures because I just thought it was funny. Trenton and I can relate to each other because we are both the youngest in our families. Trenton had it a little harder though because he had two older brothers that picked on him. Anyway- as the youngest sibling, you learn to tune stuff out- like when you're brother is beating on you when you're trying to do something.

In this picture, Laurie is opening a diamond ring from Darrel! We thought they were becoming engaged...

But we found out they had already secretly gotten married TWO YEARS ago!

We couldn't be happier for them!

This year's "be careful what you wish for" gift was for Trenton. He was given a quilt he's coveted since he lived with his Grandma as a kid. He hasn't even let me wash it since Christmas because he says it still smells like he remembers.

We finished our Christmas Eve on the couch with Trenton reading the kids, "The Night Before Christmas." Emma and Ben put out cookies, carrots, and apples for Santa and his reindeer, but decided to munch on the carrots during the story.

It took until 4 am, but Santa finally paid us a visit.

Christmas morning was HEAVENLY! Since Christmas fell on a Sunday we had church early that morning. I really appreciated the program at church and the sweet tone it set for the rest of the day. Once we got home we all got right back in our pajamas, made some orange-cinnamon rolls and omelets, and settled in for an afternoon of opening presents and napping.

Her excitement was so adorable!

She was very impressed that ALL of the cookies had been eaten!

Santa even left some toys for the animals.

Somehow the ONLY picture I managed to take at my Mom's later that night was this one. Which is such a shame because I really should have recorded how INSANELY PACKED her house was. It was hilarious- MADNESS- as we were trying to open presents and keep all the gifts straight. But it was also perfect. I wouldn't have had it any other way.

The week after Christmas my brother Bill and my niece Becca came out for a visit. It was so fun seeing them! I only wish I hadn't been so pregnant and feeling so awful that week. But we did manage to get together for my parents' 48th anniversary. This is how they celebrated.

And this is how we celebrated. I still don't know how they slept while we were playing games and being so loud. But if you've made it 48 years, you can do whatever you want.

I really don't know how to express how thankful I am to everyone for making this such a memorable Christmas. So I'll just say "thank you" for all the time, energy, goodies, presents, meals, and thoughtfulness that were spread throughout the season!

Until Next Time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, Ben, and Baby

Nutcracker and Annual Cookie Day

2011-12-12T09:23:00.000-08:00

I would like to say Emma's favorite part of performing is the actual dancing, but I think it's the make-up. And all the fun that happens backstage.

I think my favorite part is the costumes!

Emma got to dance in the Nutcracker with her cousins Lindsay, Kaitlyn, and Jessica.

This was Jessica's first recital in toe shoes. She's a natural.

I take it back. Emma's favorite part was the FLOWERS!

The day of the recital was so wintry and beautiful. It snowed most of the morning, leaving a dusting on the ground even as we left the school in the evening. We promised Emma that we'd treat her to dinner after and she filled her adorable little tummy with Spaghetti and meatballs, and an ice cream sundae. My Mom watched Ben so we could really help her feel special...and I'm sure she did.

However...that very night she destroyed her angelic disguise by covering Ben's entire face with the most vibrant pink lipstick. I was loading the dishwasher and looked up to find Ben at the top of the stairs sporting his new look. I was terrified at first because, from where I was standing, it looked like blood. Then I had the fear that it was nail polish. Thankfully it was just cheap, waxy lipstick that left his face and hair stained for a week. He looked diseased!

I'm not going to lie. I was pretty impressed with the complete coverage and her ability to get my two year old to sit long enough for a full face of makeup. I can't even get him to sit long enough to shove some peaches in his mouth.

It was made very clear that these pictures were not being taken out of amusement. These were to document her naughtiness, and were being sent to Santa immediately for evaluation.

The next morning she redeemed herself by dragging me out of bed to look at the snow falling.

This year I decided to give Emma and Ben a lot more freedom with the gingerbread house. We used what came in the kit and some of the kids' leftover Halloween candy.

Who wouldn't want to live there?

We had our annual cookie day this past Saturday. This year was no different in the amount of sugar laced treats cooling in Laurie's garage.

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, Ben, and Baby

Thanksgiving 2011

2011-12-12T08:11:00.000-08:00

My family all went their separate ways this year, so Trenton and I enjoyed spending the day and evening with his family at Laurie's. Although I missed my fam...it was nice not to party hop and be able to actually digest my feast. Emma and Ben had fun playing with their cousins and all the relatives that came to visit from Iowa and Nebraska.

Even though Laurie and Darrel are still recovering from their motorcycle accident, they did a wonderful job hosting a very memorable holiday.

Thanks Diana- for taking these sweet pictures.

Playing BINGO.

Planning our Black Friday Strategies...

Time for seconds!

Cindy did a great job helping with the planning, organizing, and cooking so that it didn't all fall on Laurie's shoulders.

On Thanksgiving evening I had to take a little detour to the Birth Center. Unfortunately, I went into preterm labor and started dilating. Thankfully they were able to get the contractions under control and I was sent home in just enough time to notice the lines forming outside all the stores Trenton and I had been planning on going to. So my husband, Diana, and Ali dutifully braved the crowds while I slept like a baby.

The next day everyone gathered to watch football. I did a little shopping of my own and actually got exactly what I was hoping for.

Laurie needed to rest her leg and Trenton was more than happy to lend a...back.

On Sunday we hauled out the Christmas stuff. Emma and Ben were so excited. It was fun to see which decorations Emma remembered, and which memories will be new this year.

I love this picture of Ben playing with the Creche, especially because this is the exact nativity I played with when I was his age. My mom was going to toss it because it's so beaten up- but I managed to snatch it up and I'll cherish it as one of my happiest Christmas memories.

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, Ben, and Baby

Halloween 2011

2011-11-14T10:26:00.000-08:00

Our family usually visits Casa Bonita around Christmas or for my birthday. Somehow we had never managed to get there when the restaurant was decked out in Halloween decorations. It was so much fun! They turned the section of the restaurant that has the haunted cave, gift shop, and puppet show into a very spooky (even a little scary for me) haunted house. After Casa Bonita, we all stayed at a hotel in Denver, went swimming, and went to IKEA. The hotel was within walking distance from Trenton's work, so he even got to sleep in a little.

I had a very busy Halloween! We spent the morning at the hospital. I finally had my appointment with the orthopedic surgeon (I don't think I mentioned on my blog that I had fractured my arm by falling down the stairs. I actually did more damage to the nerves surrounding the elbow, which will require surgery after the baby is born. It could have been much worse- so I'm not complaining.) Immediately following that appointment I met with my OB for a routine visit- everything looked great. The best part of the day was when I had to go to the humane society to pay a bill. It was Halloween- and they were having a sale on cats. I used all the self restraint I had, but Emma melted down right in front of the entire staff, insisting through tears that if we didn't save a cat they were going to kill them all. Obviously this wouldn't have worked on me if I hadn't been slightly considering a buddy for our other cat, Lexie. Plus, it was Halloween- and we found the PERFECT cat...

Before you call the show "Animal Hoarders" on me, just know that this is the last animal to join our family (except for a fish...maybe). Emma has named her "Pumpkin Pie". She's tiny like a kitten, but full-grown. The vet guessed that she's around 1 or 2. She is extremely snuggly and sweet, but shortly after we brought her home she began showing signs of Feline Upper Respiratory Disease, which runs rampant at the pound. After a very expensive trip to the vet for both our cats, Pumpkin is still very sick. Is it silly that I ask for prayers regarding our cat?

Anyway- later that evening we joined Hannah for some door-to-door trick-or-treating. Emma was excited, of course, but Ben lost his mind from being so thrilled! For the entire week following Halloween he would beg me to take him trick-or-treating. Although it sounded more like, "Choo-choo-treat."

The weekend before Halloween we joined at our church parking lot for some "Trunk-or-Treating." I thought this picture was cool- Steve looks like a ghost.

I'm related to these weirdos...

And proud of it!

We also joined Tad and Linsey for some Pumpkin Chucking. Tad actually got a Pumpkin in one of the bins and won a free helicopter ride!

On Saturday my Mom threw a Halloween party. Trenton painted all the kids' faces- and took the job very seriously.

Isn't my bearded lady a fox?

I was mother nature, but I forgot the rest of my costume at home, and failed to get pictures on Halloween.

Do you see the pumpkin on the top in the middle? Trenton wouldn't let me see his pumpkin until he was done carving it. I was nervous he was going to do something nasty, but it turned out he was carving me a pregnant belly with a baby inside. How wonderful is that? It's hard to see in this picture, but the belly is even sporting an outy belly-button! I love, love, LOVE that man! I mean...Bearded lady.

Until Next Time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, Ben, and Baby

More Estrogen

2011-11-10T08:57:00.000-08:00

We are thrilled to be welcoming another one of these into our home...

Everything that was going wrong with this pregnancy has corrected itself. I no longer have placenta previa, my platelets are slowly improving, and all the scary episodes of bleeding have nearly disappeared. I am no longer on bed rest, and my morning sickness has...well...that's still hanging around. But with everything else behind me, I can finally take some time to daydream about who this little girl is going to be. Thank you so much to everyone that has prayed and fasted on our behalf. I know we are being blessed and I can't deny all the heavenly help we've received since my miscarriages last year.

This picture was taken at 20 weeks. I am now going on 22 weeks. It's crazy to think that I'll be considered full-term in 15 weeks. Although, that still feels like a lifetime.

This pregnancy has definitely been weird. My cravings and preferences are completely random. Here are a few things I haven't been able to live without...in absolutely no particular order.

Mmmmm...Apples and cheddar

I'm averaging about 4 croissants a day. They are the mini ones though- so don't judge.

Any and all things cranberry.
If I didn't worry that this stuff would give me cancer, I'd probably drink it.

I don't think this one is pregnancy specific. Who doesn't love avocados?

Turkey and cheese on wheat with a cup of mustard please...
Pickled, plain, topped with salt, or feta...

Add a little creamer to this and it literally tastes like you took fresh peaches and sprinkled sugar and cream on them.

I must give credit where credit is due...

It must be this brand, and this brand only. You can find "New York Carnegie Deli" pickles in the refrigerated section at Costco. And probably at the New York Carnegie Deli.

Any kind of homemade winter squash soup with a tiny dollop of sour cream.

These babies kept me out of the hospital when I couldn't stay hydrated with water...or anything else.

I go through two jars of these in a week.

Walgreens has their own brand of these, and they taste identical to the expensive stuff. Thankfully we won't have to take out a second mortgage to support my habit.Thinking about any and all things Christmas always makes me feel better.

One of my happiest places on earth.

My baby is primarily made of these...
This is where I spend most of my time...

I spend at least an hour of each day in one of these.

This is the only lotion my super pregnant nose can tolerate. It's very thick, and has zero fragrance.
This is the T-shirt that Trenton will be sporting when we make it through this.

And this is my motivation to keep pushing through all the discomfort...

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Peaceful Baby

2011-10-10T10:50:00.000-07:00

I am 17 weeks pregnant with our third baby! As I'm sure you can imagine, the thought of being pregnant again is pretty terrifying after two consecutive miscarriages. And this pregnancy hasn't been without complications. I actually found out I was pregnant because my cardiologist insisted I run a routine pregnancy test before he could perform my scheduled angiogram. We were in the midst of figuring out what was wrong with my heart. The echo cardiogram, which was performed about a month prior to finding out I was pregnant, revealed a possibly clogged coronary artery, and a definite atrial septal defect (a hole in my heart). Google both of those in relation to pregnancy and it does not look good. Most sources Trenton and I looked at suggested abortion because the risk was so high for the mother. Any additional testing on my heart had to be put off until after pregnancy, so all we were left with was the hope and faith that with the help of Heavenly Father, my body would be able to withstand the physical demands of another pregnancy without me having a heart attack. I had to stay in bed the entirety of my first trimester, mostly because I had experienced the miscarriages, and bled some, and to give my heart a chance to adjust to the 50% increase in blood. But my morning sickness was so bad I wouldn't have wanted to get out of bed anyway. Once I started to feel a little better I was so excited to get out of the house and be among the land of the living. I enjoyed about 3 weeks of the outside world until I began bleeding heavily. I thought for sure I was experiencing another miscarriage, but it turns out I have placenta previa. The concern with previa is that the mother could begin bleeding and hemorrhage before life-saving measures are available, resulting in both mom and baby dying. So back on bed rest I went, and that's where I'll stay indefinitely. Thankfully I'm not on the type of bed rest that requires me to stay at a 45 degree angle at all times and only shower twice a week. I am able to get up and tinker around the house as long as I'm spending most of my time resting. Bleeding is especially a concern for me because, for what ever reason, my platelets drop when I'm pregnant-so my blood doesn't clot properly. If I were to start bleeding substantially, it could be catastrophic. Unfortunately, low platelets also mean I'm facing the possibility of delivering without an epidural. Pray that my platelets rise, or at least maintain. If they drop much more I'll be having a c-section under general anesthesia. All of this does make for a long pregnancy, but I can't even begin to explain how much I would endure if it meant a healthy baby in the end.

Now to the good stuff...This baby has been giving me reassuring signals from the womb since the beginning. The doctors were able to detect its heart from a very early gestation, I began feeling it move at 11 weeks, and at my most recent ultrasound the little person flashed me the "peace" sign! If that isn't a pleasant foreshadowing of the type of human being this will be, I don't know what is. This has been one of the hardest, most physically trying, loneliest times of my life. But this ultrasound picture always reminds me of when the savior was speaking to his disciples at the last supper. He said, "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." (John 14:27)

Until Next Time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, Ben, and Baby

Rock Ledge Farm

2011-10-10T09:53:00.000-07:00

The past couple years our family has gone down to the Happy Apple Farm to pick our pumpkins, but this year we decided to try a new place, Rock Ledge Farm, which is a living history farm. From the moment you cross the little bridge at the entrance, you're surrounded by people in period clothing, old fashioned cooking, and buildings and houses that were built during the early 1900's and preserved as if it were still the early 1900's. They had all kinds of fun activities for the kids- a pumpkin patch, barn dance, hayrides, and various games and demonstrations. But out of everything, I think the kids enjoyed the freedom of being able to run around and climb trees the most.

I don't know if you can make it out, but in one of the old houses there was a bear skin rug. The kids were totally struck by this. Emma couldn't get over the fact that she was face to face with a real bear!

Emma and her cousins got to press fresh apple cider...

This home was a place I wouldn't mind living in now (if it was updated with a bathroom). But the story is that the family in the picture below lived in the kitchen for an entire year while the rest of the house was being built. The kitchen was about the size of my kitchen, and the mother was pregnant with their third baby during that year. A family of five living in my kitchen at the turn of the century? No thank you.

But the wait was worth it, because the house was gorgeous!

The kids' room...

Pooped...

Happy Autumn!
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Ben's 2nd Birthday

2011-10-10T08:46:00.000-07:00

My pregnancy with Ben was full of all kinds of scary bumps and possibilities. I dealt with morning sickness until the beginning of the 7th month, my platelets dropped significantly, I failed both glucose tests, leading to the diagnosis of gestational diabetes. I was told I had Group B Strep again, so that meant an inevitably longer stay in the hospital and I went in to pre-term labor pretty early on, requiring medicine with nasty side effects and bed rest. Every day those last few months were filled with the fear that I wouldn't be able to keep this little baby in me- safe...and growing. But that time was filled with hope too, and the knowledge that whoever this little guy is, he's precious and worth every second of worry and discomfort. I went in for an appointment at 35 weeks and was dilated 4-5 cm. My doctor insisted that if I could keep him baking just 1 more week, they wouldn't stop my labor medicinally. I remember that drive home, putting my hand on my stomach and pleading with Ben, "Please, just sit tight until you're 36 weeks." At exactly 36 weeks, to the day, Ben was born. And he was completely healthy. Ben has spent the last two years making up for everything he put me through. He is such a sweet little man. I can't even imagine there being a time when he wasn't in my world. And I know Emma feels the same way. Obviously siblings have a special tie to each other, but these two really are best friends. Happy Second Birthday baby boy!

We celebrated his birthday with family at Fox Run again. Ben had so much fun making messes, playing with his gifts, and eating cake. Actually, we all had fun doing that.

These were cute little turtle cupcakes, but somehow they were destroyed during transit. They still tasted yummy though!

This turtle would NOT break! Every child had a chance to hit it, a couple times, and Wyatt even bent the original stick trying to get at it. I was pretty impressed.

All the adults were playing volleyball, which I am horrible at by the way. I went to hit the ball and my wedding ring flew in the grass. Which then sent us all into an organized search that took about an hour out of our afternoon. Just as I was getting into the car to go buy a metal detector, Tad found it. If I didn't believe in miracles before, I surely do now.

After all that fun, Benny was tuckered.

After everyone left, Trenton and I went on a little nature walk. And we found this!

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Memorial

2011-06-14T10:53:00.000-07:00

This past Thursday, Trenton and I got to do something we had wanted to do since my 1st miscarriage. One of the most difficult aspects about a miscarriage, I think, is the fact that there is no socially recognized grieving process. The women is left to deal with massive amounts of pain and very few tools to manage that pain. After a couple weeks, the world moves on while she is still experiencing the devastating effects of her very real loss. Since I was further along with the most recent loss, I had to have a D&C. It was this reason that the hospital had the baby's remains and I had the option to lay the baby in a grave that the hospital has reserved for miscarried and stillborn babies. Each year, Penrose St. Frances holds a memorial in their chapel and then follows it with a burial of all the babies' remains. When I first received the invitation I was not planning on going. I felt it would be too agonizing- being around other women who had experienced similar pain, and I was nervous about digging up the morbid feelings I thought I had already dealt with. But I think more than anything, curiosity got the best of me.

The service at the hospital was so healing. I had the support of my wonderful husband, and Steve joined us, even though Shannon was working, which meant a lot to me. The Pastor that spoke was a women, and her words were incredibly poignant. And my concerns about being around the other woman couldn't have been further from the outcome. Being in their presence brought validity to all the feelings I have been experiencing since last August, and especially since March. I no longer feel that I'm being ridiculous for still hurting. I now know that it is okay to truly grieve because I actually lost a baby, not just a "chromosomal abnormality" or "remains of a faulty uterus." I lost a baby. This baby had a heartbeat, and lived inside of me- even if it was only for a short time. And I am so thankful the hospital has provided a way for me to honor those little people that made such a giant impact on my life.

The burial took place at Evergreen Cemetery, which is where my Grandma and Grandpa are buried. I didn't know this until that day, but apparently Evergreen is the oldest cemetery West of the Mississippi. And it is beautiful!

The headstone for the site was draped with onesies and toys, and flowers. This picture is such poor quality because it was taken by Trenton's cellphone, but it says, "In Loving Memory of our Babies- I will never forget you. I have written your name in the palm of my hand."

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Benjamin

Dresser

2011-06-14T10:26:00.000-07:00

I have been having a really fun time lately going with my Mom to the thrift store on Peterson Air force Base. We've been going together since I was 3, but it has recently become especially enjoyable because I've been paying attention to DIY shows and blogs. For instance- this PUTRESCENT dresser was $5. Storage is a major issue in our house, and I've been looking for something this size for a while now, and probably passed this dresser 10 times before realizing its transformation would be as simple as buying a couple cans of spray paint.

Spray paint, by the way, is my new favorite decorating tool. I'm sorry hot glue...you've been surpassed.

It really is fitting that Emma stand in front of this dresser. She helps so much with all my little projects. She loves painting, digging, planting, and caring for things in and outside our house. Now, if only that could translate into not drawing on the walls so they are "prettier" than I'll be really happy!

I feel so lucky to have Emma and Ben as my little buddies. I'm never lonely because of them. And it is also because of them that I laugh every single day. I'm even healthier because of them. Emma has been on this freshly squeezed orange juice kick for about a week.

I must have done something right in a previous life to be so lucky.

Until next time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Benjamin

I Don't Think...

2011-06-14T09:54:00.000-07:00

I'm not sure if there is anything cuter than a little boy in dinosaur jammies.

Or anything more beautiful than a wildfire induced sunset.

I haven't found anything more precious than a baby who is so excited to eat...

Or anything sweeter than my baby admiring her baby nephew...

I don't know that there is anyone goofier than my Emma...

I don't think there is any other place so gorgeous as Colorado...

Or a wife that is as lucky as me...

I haven't found a date night more fun than going to the "Penny Arcade" in Manitou Springs...

Or a victory more sweet than beating my husband at every...single...game.

And I don't think, in the history of photos, that there has ever been such an awesome picture taken...EVER!

Until Next Time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Benjamin

Memorial Day Weekend 2011

2011-06-01T12:43:00.000-07:00

Memorial Day weekend was full of an assortment of emotions this year. We had a very fun time kicking off the summer but we were also busy helping Tim and Heather prepare for their move to Kansas. Needless to say, every activity was a little tainted by that sad, pit-in-your-stomach feeling you get when one of your best friends is moving away. We did manage to get to "Territory Days," which is always a good time. I didn't know this until this year, but the name "Territory Days" came about because Old Colorado City was the very first capitol of Colorado territory. I love street fairs. I love the sweet, salty, smokey scents floating around from the different vendors. I love all the various kinds of music you get to sample as you move along the blocks. I love being around people. I love being outside in the sun. But my favorite part of any kind of festival or fair is the food!

Don't let her expression fool you. She was all OVER that turkey leg.

I thought Emma was going to fall over from excitement when she found out she was going to ride a pony. She chose the smallest (and cutest, if I do say so myself) and named her, "Sparkle."

Trenton has been very busy building us a shed. He developed the plans on his own and I am so impressed with the progress! Thanks, Jeremy, for the help last night!

Emma and Trenton went "camping" in our backyard this weekend. They built a fire, slept in a tent and Emma even slept in it until morning. I didn't manage to get any pictures of them, but Emma did sneak up on her mom and dad to catch a picture of us kissing out on the deck.

Thank you, so much, to all that have served and will serve our country. Happy Memorial Day!

Until Next Time!
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Farewell Tea Party

2011-06-01T11:52:00.000-07:00

I was given a beautiful "tea cake" pan for my birthday from Heather and my mom and I was so excited to use it. I decided to throw Heather a "Goodbye" tea party before she made her move to Kansas. We were all nervous it would rain that day, but not a drop fell until the last guest was leaving. We even enjoyed the sun's company for the majority of the party.

We dined on french vanilla tea cakes that were drenched in raspberry glaze. The scones were orange-cranberry and toffee flavored. Our savory treats were cucumber sandwiches, and a variety of cheeses, meats, and crackers. To drink we enjoyed herbal mint and herbal blueberry teas. My mom set me free in the shrunk that holds all her tea pots, antique glassware, and linens, so of course I had a good time. It was pretty heavenly.

Apparently, this was also a goodbye party for Sarah. She and her family are moving to Indiana this summer. We'll miss you!

The girls brought over a lady bug they had spotted. You would have thought they found gold! I know the little girls had fun with all the daintiness and sugary treats.

But I think the big girls had even more fun!

Ben "cleaned up" after the girls once he woke up from his nap.

The only downside to this party was that we were saying goodbye.

But to quote Shelby in my favorite movie Steel Magnolias, "There are still good times to be had!"

Until Next Time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Easter Catch Up

2011-06-01T10:41:00.000-07:00

I finally found my card that has my Easter pictures on it, so I'm jumping back a couple months. I just couldn't bare not posting the images of my very excited babies on Easter morning.

She was running so fast to find her basket that even the "action" setting on my camera couldn't keep up!

Laurie made each and every one of us our very own Easter bonnet.

Tad celebrates Easter a little differently than the kids...

Emma and the animals took a little nap together before heading over to my Mom's.

It was, by far, my favorite Easter so far!

Until Next Time,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

The Night Before Benny

2011-05-19T22:22:00.000-07:00

I have been going through the icky task of sorting my electronic mountain of digital pictures, and I found these two snapshots. They were taken the night before Ben was born. I went into preterm labor with him at 23 weeks and every day that progressed without a baby meant one more heaven kissed day of growth for Ben. My doctor stopped preventing labor at 36 weeks. These pictures were taken at exactly 36 weeks. They let me leave the hospital for a while to do my early laboring at home, and so Emma and I passed the time by reading books, singing, and talking about the baby in the comfort of her delicate little room. I remember, so clearly, what I was thinking and feeling in this top picture. I was in pain, of course, but I was also in that hallowed place that women go to just before giving birth. There is such a sacred connection between spirituality and physicality in that moment, and even now I'm having trouble recalling it. It's kind of this entire body prayer. I never feel as connected to Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ as I do during childbirth. It's almost as if I can feel them selflessly passing the baby off to me for safekeeping.

I am so grateful that I have been trusted with these two beautiful people. I am so lucky to be their mommy. And they are blessed to have each other.

I love you, my Emma and Ben.
Janet

28?

2011-05-15T15:54:00.000-07:00

How in the world has another year passed? I literally feel that I was just blogging about my 27th birthday. I have been kind of a hermit lately with all of my tummy troubles and anxiety, so I decided to keep things low key this year. That being said, this was one of my favorite birthdays yet. I spent the day wandering with my Mom and Heather through a giant antique store, the mall, and the little shops down in Old Colorado City. My birthday landed on a Friday this year, which was fun, considering I was born on Friday the 13th.

There is a new shop on Colorado Ave that makes some of the most beautiful couture cupcakes I've ever seen. It made me want to run home and bake something. I hope heaven smells like that bakery did.

I found these cute little things in a store called, "The Soap Box." I don't know if you can make it out in the picture- but these are called, "Fish in a Bag." They were made by pouring clear glycerin soap into bags with plastic goldfish suspended in the soap. The bag was then cinched with ribbon and hung to dry. I have such happy memories of leaving pet stores and carnivals with my fish in bags just like these. I love creative people.

My next stop was, of course, "Bernideen's." It's a shop that sells all things girly. I finally bought myself a standing rack to display the tea cups that have been given to me throughout the years. I was just informed that they also have a blog. You have to take a peek!

Another bakery in Old Colorado City had their flowers displayed in giant beaters and colanders. Did I mention how much I love creative people?

My birthday was a sunny sandwich between some rainy, snowy, cruddy weather. All I wanted to do on my birthday was enjoy a meal outside, and by some miracle, I got my wish. We ate at my favorite restaurant in Old Colorado City, "Jake and Telly's."

I don't know if it was because it was my birthday, or the company I was sharing it with, or that we were enjoying 70 degree weather, but this was the yummiest meal I have ever had.

We live in such a beautiful place!

Later that evening my family came over to celebrate with me. One thing I absolutely love about my family is that they are so casual. The plans for that night changed about 10 times due to illness and other circumstances and everyone just rolled with it. None of us could decide what to eat. We were initially going out to dinner, but Benny came down with a cold and I didn't feel good about leaving him. Steve's dad was hospitalized that evening with pneumonia, so they weren't able to get there until around 9. Finally my Dad and Trenton just went out and picked up a smorgasbord of food for dinner. We had Chinese, Wingstop, salads, and baked potatoes at 11 pm. It was a perfect ending to my Friday the 13th birthday.

Thanks for spoiling me. I love you family!

Until next time-
Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Mother's Day 2011

2011-05-15T15:15:00.000-07:00

Mother's Day this year was so sweet. That weekend the weather couldn't have been more beautiful and my husband and kids went out of their way to make it special.

My present from Trenton and the kids was the topiary standing behind me, and some flowers to be planted.

We celebrated with Trenton's mom at "The Elephant Bar." It was nice to not have to cook. And Emma and Ben were so entertained by Tad and Linsey and all the decorations in the restaurant that I actually enjoyed my meal.

The rest of my weekend was spent relaxing, enjoying the sun and hosting dinner for my family.

The best part about my gifts was that I didn't have to plant them. Emma, Ben and Trenton did all the work while I napped.

I had to throw in this picture of my Benny. What a little man!

I hope you all had a beautiful Mother's Day too!
Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Spring Dance Recital 2011

2011-05-15T14:33:00.000-07:00

Emma was so darling as she danced in her recital this year. Miss Amy created an adorable adaptation of "The Wizard of Oz." The recital was the exact same day and time as my three nieces that go to a different teacher. I was sad to have missed seeing their show. Shannon and Trenton's Mom came to show Emma their support.

For her ballet piece, she danced as "yellow" in the rainbow.

Whenever they rehearsed this song her teacher would have the girls clean all the feathers that had fallen off the boas. All the girls would throw them away, except for Emma. I didn't realize that she had been collecting them in her dance bag after each class until the day of the recital when they all fell out as I was looking for her shoes. She couldn't bear the thought of tossing perfectly good feathers and nearly had a panic attack as they whirled around in the wind. We did make it away with one feather to keep, and as fate would have it, the feather was yellow.

For the tap piece Emma danced as a "Munchkin."

Ashley also danced in that recital and did a very nice job.

I think Emma's favorite part of the day was when her Grandma presented her with her very own flowers and teddy bear.

I'm so proud of you Emma. You're my pretty little ballerina!

Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Easter Party 2011

2011-04-28T12:57:00.000-07:00

We had a really fun little Easter party this year. I am big when it comes to traditions, and this is the third year we've hosted the egg hunt. I love that Emma is getting to the age where she'll remember this! I am also loving the additions (welcome baby Ian!)

I went a little crazy this year with the eggs. Just a little. Thank you Julie for coming up with such awesome hiding places!

I was really impressed with how competitive Emma was this year.

Ben had no interest in collecting eggs. He just picked them up and said, "Ball!" and threw them.

The weather was pretty cruddy this year over Easter weekend. It rained most of that Saturday morning, and snowed heavily that evening. But for those brief 20 minutes during the hunt, there were blue skies.

Just as with Halloween candy, I have such happy memories of coming back from Easter egg hunts and counting how many I found.

Laurie made the adorable bunny lollipops. I think these were my favorite part of the entire party!

Later that evening we joined the entire Foote family for Carol and Norman's 50th surprise party. It was so hard seeing them all day and not spilling the beans. I think they were genuinely surprised though. I didn't manage to get a picture of Carol and Norman together that night, but Trenton took some photos that I thought were worth sharing.

Until Next Time,
Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Photo Shoot

2011-04-28T12:03:00.000-07:00

Trenton came home from work the other day with a cache of prizes that he had won. My favorite was the Nikon D3100 digital camera. When would I ever have the fun money to just go out and buy myself one of these? The answer is never...if you were wondering. I think my favorite part about the camera is that the shutter time is so minimal I can catch my kids in action.

Example...

The camera actually caught Emma reacting to being smacked in the face. Precious.

Easter 2011

Until Next Time,
Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Coping

2011-04-28T08:13:00.000-07:00

In 1 short month, Trenton and I faced 2 impossibly painful hardships. At the beginning of March, Trenton lost his Dad. At the end of the month, we lost the baby we were expecting in October. We are both very similar in the fact that we cope by staying busy. So during this particularly crappy period in our lives we chose to stay busy working on our HOME. There is something so comforting and exciting about the overwhelming scent of pine as you walk through the doors of Home Depot. That store promises enough projects to maintain my denial forever!

Our first project was to tear down our rickety front porch and rebuild it using composite material. I'm always so impressed by Trenton's ability to research, purchase, and execute whatever project it is he's working on at the time. And he consistently does so without breaking our very fragile bank.

I'm not going to lie...it was a pain having our kids under foot during each step of the process, but I tried to remind myself of the memories and work ethics they were gaining by "helping" with the construction.

Our second project was replacing the carpeting throughout the entire house.

I don't know if you remember this little guy...

If not- this was our first baby, Gary, and during the 4 years we had him he went ahead and peed and pooped on almost the entire surface area of our home. I experienced such frustration as I desperately tried to remove the stains from our very light colored carpet, only to have the stains resurface days or weeks later. Then I gave birth to two babies who, by nature, have the ability to wreck anything they come in contact with. Needless to say, keeping my carpet even moderately clean was becoming an unnecessary, full-time job. That may not seem like a big deal, but when I was working so hard to keep the rest of my home clean, the dingy carpet stuck out like a sore thumb. So for our 6th anniversary, Trenton and I gifted each other a much darker, multi toned, can-stand-up-to-crumbs-and-poo-and-puke colored carpet.

We saved almost $800 by moving furniture and removing the carpet and pads ourselves. By "ourselves" I mean, Laurie, Steve, Tad, and Trenton. Since I had just had surgery, I couldn't do any of the heavy lifting, which of course meant I was stuck with the tedious tasks of removing all the staples and slicking Kills odor blocker on anything that stood still. The kids had a ball!

It's amazing to me that all of our belongings can fit in the kitchen, two bathrooms, and garage.

Once the carpet installers showed up, I snapped a few shots...

And went shopping. Aren't these adorable? I was loving the fact that I had to leave my house for a day. I was forced to hit up all the craft stores in my neighborhood and have lunch with my sister- and there wasn't a darn thing I could do about it.

This is it!

It looks a lot lighter in pictures. The actual color is called "Fireworks Explosion." I think it looks like it should be called, "Salt 'n' Pepper," or "Vomit Concealer," or "Mud Prints No More."

And here is the finished front porch...

A huge thanks to Laurie, Darrel, Steve, Shannon, my Mom, my Dad, Doug, Christy, Tad, Linsey and everyone else that offered physical and emotional help, childcare, and tools. You are seriously the best!

Since I was taking pictures of the house, I decided to throw in a few of my kids' rooms. These two rooms truly are my happy places. Every single decoration and fabric has special meaning to me. I'm afraid I'm going to be one of those hoarders on the show Buried Alive when they grow up and move out. How could I possibly get rid of any of it?

And while we're on the subject- can you believe how much they've grown?

How did this happen?

Is it because I keep feeding them?

These few pictures were taken on the 17th of April. Ben was 20 months old, which is exactly how old Emma was when Ben was born...to the day.

Until Next Time,
Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

St. Patrick's and Self-Portraits

2011-04-17T14:42:00.000-07:00

I love my Mom. I know I've mentioned that before. But I really love the woman. Who else do you know that goes so far as to decorate with streamers for St. Patrick's Day?

And she got us each our own Clover plants to accompany our traditional Irish dinner of corned beef, potatoes, and soda bread.

With all that green, we were a lucky crowd.

Speaking of lucky...

Aren't I so lucky...

To have such a charming little guy?

I hope you all had a wonderful St. Patrick's day too!

Lately, Emma has been obsessed with taking self-portraits. I keep trying to tell myself that it's just a fascination with the camera, instead of facing the reality that I might be raising a very narcissistic little girl. But it's one of my favorite surprises...to review my digital pictures and realize she's had herself a little photo session.

And I'm relieved to find that she's not always the subject...

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Benjamin

Miscarriage

2011-04-17T14:20:00.000-07:00

On March 28th I went in for a routine OB appointment, only to find that my baby's heart had stopped beating. This was my 3rd confirmed miscarriage, but this was the only pregnancy (other than my living children) that had almost made it to the 2nd trimester. I had a D&C on the 29th to remove the pregnancy, and I am on the path to healing. You can read my feelings on the subject here. If you've ever been touched by the pain of miscarriage or early infant loss, please check out this site. And please light a candle on October 15th in remembrance of all those angel babies, and their heartbroken parents.

Janet

Richard Schlosser

2011-04-16T22:13:00.000-07:00

On March 9th, Trenton received a call from his brother informing us that his Dad had passed away earlier that morning. He was only 60, and his death, which was very sudden, came as such an unexpected shock to all of us that love him.

Trenton's Mom, and his two brothers were in Iowa that evening. I was having some complications with my pregnancy, so I wasn't able to fly out until the next day. But I will never forget how quickly and selflessly those boys snapped into action, despite their grief, to be sure their father was appropriately honored.

Here is Trenton with his brothers and Grandpa in Rick's home...

A funeral is a horrible thing to plan. But one thing that funerals do provide is an opportunity for family to connect in a way they might not otherwise.

The funeral was held on March 12th as a traditional catholic mass. The church was beautiful, and the music was heavenly. There were so many flowers.

I hope, wherever he is, that he knows how thankful I am for his life, and everyone he left behind. We miss you!

Love,
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Valentine's and Vegas

2011-04-16T20:49:00.000-07:00

I was so excited this year when my best friend informed me she was getting married in Vegas on Valentine's Day. It was a necessary vacation. I was a little sad about leaving my babies over a holiday, but we did celebrate with them before leaving. And let's face it...they always prefer being with their grandmas.

Vegas baby! We were so excited to be getting away that even the airport was a party.

We left Colorado, and her freezing temperatures, for a lovely, sunny weekend.

This is a fountain made of all the different kinds of chocolate at my favorite sweet shop in Vegas. If you're going there, be sure to check it out at the Bellagio. I'm sorry I can't remember the name, but it's just off the conservatory.

They also make glorious wedding cakes.

One of the things I love most about Vegas is how grandiose everything is. This is just the check-in lobby at Paris.

This is also what I love most about Vegas...

Finally the big day arrived...

Autum has always viewed ladybugs as a sign of good luck. Luckily for her, they were everywhere!

This lovely lady is made entirely of jelly beans.

Before we knew it, the time came for us to go home. That sucked.

Janet

Walking!

2011-02-09T09:46:00.000-08:00

The past 8 months have been filled with constant urging, pleading, encouragement, and prompting. If I had a way of calculating my most often used words, the results would reveal something like, "Come on!" or "You can do it!" or especially, "Just walk!" Being a parent is hard enough without all the books, websites, and well-meaning and not so well-meaning comments. There is so much information out there about age milestones, and it's impossible for a mother to heed the warning at the bottom of each milestone list- the warning that states, "This is only a guideline. Each and every child develops on their own schedule." Would you believe I actually had people try and diagnose my child with different back problems, developmental delays...even autism, just because the little dude wasn't walking yet? When I told Ben's pediatrician, through unstoppable mommy tears, that several other mothers had suggested there was something seriously wrong with my seemingly healthy and smart baby boy, he was furious. And then he proceeded to write me a prescription (and this is completely true) that said, "I give Ben's Mother the liberty to punch any person that insists her child is less than perfect." His humor and light-heartedness did make me feel better- and so did the comments of all the wiser folks out there urging me to "Relax! Enjoy the ride. He'll walk when he's ready." And when I asked Ben's doctor if there was anything I could do to encourage his walking, he said, "Nope- he's just waiting for you to stop bossing him around- then he'll do it." And when I asked at what point I should be truly concerned if he's not walking, he said, "If you're carrying him into kindergarten- schedule an appointment."

Well- I'm happy to report that, just shy of 18 months, my little guy is walking. He's walking on his own, without much encouragement, and he couldn't be more proud of himself. And what did I learn from this whole thing? I learned to Relax! To enjoy the ride. They'll do it when they're ready.

Miss Emma has been doing so well with her ballet and tap classes. She dances everywhere we go- the supermarket, the bank...she even dances her way to the bathroom.

Look at how beautifully pointed those toes are! And how straight her little back is.

On Saturday, we joined Trenton's mom for Chinese food. It was so freezing outside, with Styrofoam-like snow, and nothing felt better than warming up with wanton soup and spicy chicken. I thought Emma was especially cute trying to use the chop sticks.

And Ben was enjoying his share of the cream puffs.

Later that afternoon, we met up with Shannon and Steve at the Pioneer Museum. I felt so badly for Trenton. He has had Influenza for the last 9 days, but I dragged him out in the freezing weather. I say "dragged," but I think his cabin fever did most of the pushing. Aside from the hacking- I think he enjoyed getting out of the house. Trenton's Mom watched Ben so we could have an "Emma Date" and she loved looking at all the artifacts and pictures, and having us to herself. I'm always fascinated by the history of the western part of our country. And of course, I managed to spend the majority of my time in the medical/dental wing. I can't get over how barbaric their "modern" medicine was. And all the info on TB just gives me the creeps. Before we got there I was telling Emma the ghostly past of the museum, and while we were walking through the halls she said, "I want to see a ghostie now!" Awesome.

Anyway- I thought the old courthouse looked especially beautiful in the snow.

Snow, snow, snow. We've been seeing a lot of it lately!

Until next time!

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Questions and Bananas

2011-02-03T10:43:00.001-08:00

If you haven't already, you really should check out this post from my other blog. I don't take any of the credit- other than my mad typing skills. The article is by Martha Beck.

http://forgetthefinishline.blogspot.com/2011/02/questions.html, and it is a thinker. Enjoy!

Oh- and I had to throw these pictures in. One of Ben's favorite things to do every morning is try and goop me up with his "banana face." I was trying to get a picture with Trenton, when Benny attacked.

Stabbing, Bridal Shower, and First Haircut

2011-01-30T12:51:00.000-08:00

I have always been such a careful person. I've never broken a bone, or had a concussion. I've only had one horrible sunburn, despite my various tropical vacations. And up until about a week ago, I had never needed stitches. While I was trying to remove a thick piece of plastic from a new lamp, I managed to stab my hand between my thumb and pointer finger with a pair of my sharpest crafting scissors. They went in so deeply that the tip of my scissors pressed gently against my wrist bones. Aside from being completely stunned by what I had just done, I was totally calm. I didn't cry until I realized that my only option was to pull the scissors back out- and for some reason, that bothered me more than the initial puncture. Once I got the scissors out I ran up to the bathroom and realized this would require more than a band-aide. I got a hold of my dad and he rushed me to urgent care, where I was promptly taken to a room (I guess they don't want their patients bleeding all over the place...so take note...if you have to head to the ER, make sure you're bleeding.) Anyway- an hour later I was stitched, bandaged, and sore. But I will say this, the worst pain came days later when the tetanus shot made it's way through the muscles in my arm. Even though I had a nasty cut and a very sore hand, it was actually a nice time to catch up with my Dad. He told me the stories that go along with all his various scars, and reminded me that, compared to what I've already been through, this was just a scratch. I am so thankful to be near my family.

Speaking of family...I really felt the love last weekend. I was in too much pain to do much preparation for Autum's shower, so I made a few phone calls. Without any begging or bartering, my entire family showed up in my kitchen and helped slice, dice, mix, dip, spread, roll, and stir. By Friday night everything was prepared and ready to go for Autum's bridal shower. I've never been so relaxed the day of a party.

Would you believe my sexy husband constructed, iced, and decorated this cake? Who knew Trenton had this hidden talent? I do make him watch the Food Network a lot. Maybe some of that is sinking in. Either way, his help was so very appreciated. I love you Trenton!

My best friend is getting married this February 14th. I have known her for 20 years and we have been through some crazy stuff together. Living with her in England was probably the most therapeutic and hilarious time of my life. I am so happy she has found true love. And I'm even happier her true love is Matt. The other guys she had introduced me to throughout the years were a little scary. Some were very scary. I love you Otter!

Julie did such an awesome job with the games. I couldn't believe how much I still have to learn about Autum. I thought I knew everything!

The Groom and his future mom-in-law...

On to Vegas baby! I can hardly wait.

Trenton and I managed to avoid cutting Em's hair for 3 years, but the time finally came yesterday. Her hair is so fine and would tangle in the slightest wind, leaving me no other choice but to trim it. She was very nervous on the drive over but calmed down once she talked on the phone with her older cousin, Jessica. Jessica assured her that there is no pain, and that her hair would "grow back stronger, thicker, and longer like Rapunzel's hair did in the movie." Hearing mention of Rapunzel was all she needed to gain the confidence to go through with it.

And am I ever glad she did...Look how adorable she is!

She has been so excited about her new "do." And even more excited about her new banana detangling spray she got from the salon. They gave us a little keepsake card with her hair in a tiny baggy for her baby book, and of course, she got a lolli. Life is good in this little 3 year old's world.

Until Next Time,

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Keeping Warm in January

2011-01-25T09:24:00.000-08:00

I have mentioned in previous "January" posts just how much I loathe the stupid month. I'm usually depressed because the holidays are over, it's bitter cold outside, and my home suddenly becomes a cesspool of infection. The worst part is that Spring seems so far away. Who am I kidding? Spring IS so far away! This year's January has lived up to its name in most cases, but it hasn't been all bad. I hit up my two favorite sales of the year- Bath and Body Works' semi-annual, and Old Navy's "Extra Strength Cleanser"- 50% off already reduced items. I know that seems kind of trivial- but truly, these two sales cleanse, moisturize, and dress my whole family for the entire year. And I'm lucky enough to live in a town with several locations of both stores. I'm not sure Trenton views our proximity to my favorite stores as lucky, but he knows not to complain when this time of year rolls around. Other than shopping, we have been doing everything possible to try and stay warm and healthy. In addition to the two rounds of pink eye our family endured at the beginning at the month, I also caught an upper respiratory infection, which caused a sinus infection, bronchitis, and pneumonia. I am knocking wood with my non-typing hand as I say how thankful I am to be healthy again. Maybe I can actually get back to the gym. One of my kids' favorite ways to warm up from a chilly day at the park is to hop in the tub. Our water bill is up a bit from the recent 2 bath a day minimum, but sometimes that's the only way to thaw your bones during this freezing month.

I am so thankful that my kids love music as much as I do. I was recently called as my ward's choir director, and they fully enjoy dancing around to the music during the practices, and of course, listening to me as I teach piano and voice to my nieces and nephews.

I wasn't able to keep up with the teaching schedule I had last year, so I am especially grateful for Jessica, Stephen, Lindsay, and Emma. They are always patient with me, and I know they truly love learning music.

Speaking of Doug and Christy's kids...They built this fort while they were babysitting Emma and Ben. When we got home they were all cuddled up under it watching a movie. I just think it's crazy that it was only 8 or 9 years ago that I was babysitting Stephen and Jess and I was the one making forts for them. I am thankful Emma and Ben have so many cousins to play and grow up with. I never had that.

Trenton and I took Emma ice-skating for the first time a couple weeks ago. She was so excited! We let her watch the USA Olympic skaters as they trained in hopes that would get her even more excited.
But as soon as we got her on the ice she freaked out. The only way we could keep her on the ice was letting her walk in her shoes.

But then we got kicked off the ice for allowing her to wear her street shoes. I am so glad it was free!

I really can't blame her for being afraid. Up until now, she has done everything to maintain her balance and avoid slippery surfaces. There are so many inconsistencies in this world! But one thing that is always consistent- I LOVE THAT GIRL!

Until next time,

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Goodbye 2010!

2011-01-04T09:54:00.000-08:00

We woke up on New Year's eve to a beautiful snowstorm, which made me so happy! I love putting on my warmest sweaters and socks and snuggling up with my family. I just wish the storms weren't so short-lived here in Colorado.

Trenton spent a good part of the morning with Emma in the snow, and I think they were both more than happy to be snuggled in their cozy sweaters as well.

Heather had a New Year's eve celebration at her house.

There was dancing...

And...um...whatever that is...

And more dancing...

And games...And pink eye...We headed home before ringing in the new year because it appeared that, in the several short hours we were at the party, both our kids came down with pink eye! But I now know that it is possible to have a prescription filled at the only 24 hour Walgreen's open at 11:15 pm on New Year's Eve. Trenton and I celebrated the new year with two sleeping children, pizza, in our pajamas. What more could you ask for?

Baby Ian was blessed the following Sunday. I guess Shannon stayed up until 4 am the night before to finish sewing his blessing outfit...which was adorable. I felt for her though- it's so hard to carry on like you're fresh as a daisy when all you feel like doing is crawling back into bed. After the blessing we all headed back to the Foote's home for brunch.

I always find it funny that we (as in the crazy Mamas and Dadas) put so much effort into baby blessings. We fuss over the day and time, who will be invited, what they'll wear, and go to the trouble of making a beautiful meal after. And in every single "baby blessing" photo I've ever seen, including my own babies, this is what the center of all that fuss is doing...

2010 was pretty balanced on the misery/joy scale.

Trenton started a new job in January and there hasn't been a day we haven't been thankful for that blessing.
We endured broken pipes, which caused total damage in the kids' bathroom, and some damage to the living room wall, and garage. But that forced us to fully renovate our bathroom- which we love!
We had a rotting deck, so Trenton had the opportunity to build a nicer, more foundationally sound deck with much better materials.
4th of July not only brought fireworks, but one of the worst hail storms on record for Colorado Springs- leading to severe damage to our roof. But from that misfortune, we not only got a new roof, but we were able to paint the exterior of our house a soothing sage color.
In 2010 we had to replace our refrigerator, but I finally got my ice maker.
We replaced our dishwasher- and now I don't have to scrub each individual dish before loading.
We replaced our water heater which had corroded so badly that it leaked a half-inch of water in our crawl-space, but we got a bigger tank, and now I can take warmer baths. That mishap also forced us to drag all our storage out of the crawl space and I found things I had been looking for, for several years...including our wedding pictures, and my passport!
I had a miscarriage. And from that I am growing to appreciate my blessings far more than I ever could have before. I don't take my two children for granted, and I gained compassion for anyone who has ever been through something so heartbreaking, and dark.
I underwent laproscopic surgery, which taught me to have faith, and how much my friends and family love me. It also taught me that my body can handle anasthesia, which was a major concern of mine, and that I have more bravery than I thought.
I had the pleasure of witnessing my nephew, Ian, being born. He is such a darling little boy.
My best friend got engaged to a wonderful guy!
I took up Yoga, and that truly changed my life.
Emma turned 3.
Ben turned 1.

I have been sick for a while, but the symptoms are getting worse. Part of the reason it's gotten this bad is because I haven' t taken my own health as seriously as I should, and I have taken my body's ability to heal it's self for granted. So, I guess that's my New Year's resolution- to get well. I am seeing a state-renowned gastrointerologist tomorrow morning, and I'm sure I'm in for some pretty unpleasant tests and procedures in the coming weeks and months. But I have no choice. The only option I have left is doing whatever it takes to get better. And when I do get well...I will be unstoppable!

Happy New Year!

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Snow and Maple Nut Loaf

2011-01-04T09:10:00.000-08:00

The week between Christmas and New Year we FINALLY got some snow! Emma received some birthday money from her Grandma and when I told her she could pick out whatever she wanted, she chose a sled! It hadn't snowed a bit by this point so I felt a little guilty spending the money on that. Little did I know we would soon be enjoying some gorgeous snow! In spite of how bitter it was, Emma felt right at home buried in the fluffy stuff. Unfortunately, Benny had a nasty cold and couldn't join in the fun. Hopefully there are many more snowstorms in our future.

Later that evening we were invited to enjoy a traditional, completely homemade German meal at "Mama Foote's." Then she indulged my need to make Maple Nut Loaf. I don't feel confident enough to make the stuff on my own. It's one of those recipes that requires love, constant attention, strong muscles, and a trained eye. But the hard work (mostly on the part of Trenton and Steve) paid off and we have been enjoying the yummiest, creamiest, most luscious fudge-like treat all week. Thanks Carol!

Until Next Time!
Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Christmas 2010

2011-01-03T21:18:00.001-08:00

Christmas was very merry this year. Emma was old enough to actually appreciate all the festivities and grow excited with each passing December day. My mom brought her an advent calendar and opening the days' pocket became the highlight of her evenings. She was always so bummed when it was Ben's turn to enjoy the chocolate. Ben was also very interested in undecorating our tree, eating yummy cookies, and unwrapping presents (most of which were not his!) We celebrated with Trenton's family on Christmas eve at Darrel and Laurie's. It's always so cozy, and we leave feeling very spoiled.

Ben and Wyatt were too cute for words in their matching "Nebraska" jammies.

I had to search high and low for the perfect birdhouse. It's something Trenton had wanted since we bought our house, but I wasn't satisfied just settling for any feeder. This cottage style feeder matches the color of our house perfectly. I can't wait until the birds return. Hopefully they'll bring some warmth with them!

Emma got a portable DVD player from her Grandma Laurie. I think it's safe to say that was one of her favorite gifts, especially since she was spoiled with several new movies as well. Thank you Laurie, for the pockets of solitude...it's one of my favorite gifts too.

Ben was so sleepy after our party at Laurie's that he didn't get to participate in our traditional reading of , "T'was the Night Before Christmas." But I had to catch a picture of him before he went down for his "long winter's nap."

Emma- enjoying her new DVD player before bed.

Emma had to make sure everything was "just right" for Santa. She picked the cookies with precision and made sure there were carrots for the reindeer. I think she was genuinely nervous about when and how he would come. The word excited doesn't cover what she was experiencing.

The Big Day!

Here they come...

It wasn't that early!

This was darling...Ben got a stuffed snowman in his stocking and as soon as I handed it to him, he cuddled it right up to his face. He treated it like a baby doll the rest of the morning.

This is what Emma told the Santa at the mall she wanted for Christmas. When she opened it she got a little misty eyed and said, "How did he remember?" True story!

I think she officially BELIEVES.

After we finished opening our family gifts we hopped in the car and headed to Heather's for breakfast with the rest of my family.

All the kids were so high on sugar, I couldn't get a picture of any of them being still. Sorry about the blurry photos.

Later that evening we all met back up at my parents' for dinner and presents. My favorite part of the night was turning off the houselights and singing "Silent Night" to the glow of the Christmas lights. Cheesy, yes. But it made me so happy!

Merry Christmas!

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Emma's Dance Recital

2010-12-29T14:52:00.000-08:00

Emma danced in her first recital this year. It was probably the most adorable thing I've ever seen. She was part of two routines- she was an Elf in the tap section, and in the other she danced as a Snowman ballerina. I wish I could freeze Emma at this age for just a little longer.

I am so proud of her. As you can see in this picture, she had a last minute nervous breakdown. She actually told me, and I quote, "I'm so scared, I feel like I'm going to puke." But she pulled it together and was the most smiley girl out there. She's a lot like me in that regard. I always get nervous before a show, but once I'm on the stage I feel totally at ease.

Backstage...I think Emma was excited to have her cousin Ashley in the same show as her!

Trenton was also a very pretty little ballerina...

Until Next Time!

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben

Emma's 3rd Birthday

2010-12-29T14:27:00.000-08:00

I know...it's insane. My Emma is 3 years old! But what a 3 year old she is. According to her, when she grows up she plans to be a Pilot/Captain/Doctor/Ballerina. What a sight that will be!
Of course, it's tradition to take her to Fargo's during the day of her Birthday. She has come to really look forward to that, especially because the restaurant is decked in Christmas decorations. It was such a sweet, cozy day- and Trenton was able to work from home because it was snowing heavily, so he got to share in some of her fun.
I LOVE this person!Happy Birthday baby girl!

Until Next Time!

Janet, Trenton, Emma, and Ben