The Sweet Things in Life: January 2012

Hi All! I took an un-intentional blogging hiatus. I have, as always, been busy...being a mom...since my last post on October 10th! SORRY! Lots has happened around our household like...Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, 4th Birthday, New Years....and a few doctors visits. I say few and I sincerely mean there were only a few! Rylee hasn't been to the doctor for herself for almost a month! KNOCK ON WOOD!!!!!!

So here's a quick (I hope) recap of the last almost 3 months....
I don't Weston was quite walking yet in my last post, but he is now. It's fun. He's progressing well. We seen the eye doctor about his crossing eyes on October 1 and we got him some glasses. It was an honest to God battle to get him to keep those puppies on. December 10th we went back to the eye doctor. The glasses, surprise surprise, didn't work which the eye doctor didn't really think they would. SO...February 20th, we are headed to UW-AFCH for an outpatient surgery to uncross those gorgeous eyes. Hopefully, he does well with this. I actually took him up to meet and consult with the eye doctor on December 22. It just so happened that the night before we went up, he woke me up right before Daddy came home from work and the poor babe was covered in huge hives. So before our eye appt in Madison, we rushed him in to the clinic at home. They thought it was probably just a virus. Holy cow, I found out it definitely was a virus when we were on our way to Madison and he completely blew out his diaper with diarrhea. Thank goodness we packed extra clothes. At the appt, which took 4 and half hours (about 99% was waiting!), he went through all the wipes and diapers and clothes I had. Poor boy! The diarrhea is still around today. The cause...teething and virus. Christmas Day night we were getting ready to head over to my sister's house for Christmas there and while getting him dressed, Daddy noticed his feet and hands were very purple. We still don't have a diagnosis for it yet. Yesterday, we did an echocardiogram which came back normal. When I got home tonight, there was a message on the machine from the doctors office to give them a call for more test results. Hopefully we can figure it out. It's the weirdest thing really. His feet and hands will be pink one moment, purple the next and back to pink as fast as it took you to read this. He's reverted back to have restless nights. Monday night, Daddy slept with him in the recliner and last night he spun circles in our bed with us. Right now, Weston has been our biggest concern.

Rylee has been doing fantastic! She's been the healthiest one so far this winter. I hope that statement doesn't come back to bite me. I haven't spoken that out loud with the fear that she'll end up terribly sick! She thoroughly enjoyed Christmas. She got a dollhouse from Santa. She loves it! She loves it so much sometimes she wakes at wee hours of the morning to play with it for a little while before going back to bed. Makes mommy and Daddy wish there wasn't a dollhouse...between these little play sessions and all the little pieces that are scattered thoroughout our house, I don't know which worse! With her 3rd birthday just around the corner, Birth to 3 is ending. Friday is her very last day of OT. PT ends on the 19th and Speech ends on the 27th. We are sad to see these ladies leave and terrified as to what is next. I signed the consent form for the testing for early childhood last week. The school speech teacher is extremely nice and gave a very thorough tour of Benton school. She even took us to the library and let Rylee pick out a couple books to take home. I have a sneaking feeling that Rylee will end up at Southwestern since Benton doesn't have an early childhood program. I would prefer that she went to Platteville for Early childhood because it's a better school for it. They don't open enroll for children with disabilities from what I understand so that;s not an option. The biggest fear that I have with her going to Southwestern is that Daddy is 10-15 minutes away and I am 40 minutes away so if something happened, a seizure, vomit, knock of the noggin...we can't be there right away if she was at Benton school, which we can see from our house or in Platteville which is down the street from my job. It worries me. We also don't plan to live in a teeny tiny money pit forever and will relocate to Platteville. Right now, it's out of our hands, we just have to roll with it I guess but for the record, I am not too thrilled about it!

Troy is ball of fun. Up until a week ago, we had the biggest problem of him wetting his pants. He pretty much started wetting his pants, once he started school. "School" is only for 2 hours every Friday. So it's not much of school and he loves it so I have been having a hard time thinking that school is the reason for wetting of the pants, but everything kind of points to that as a major change. We tried everything, ignoring it, babying it, getting mad about it, punishing for it, making him help us clean it up...nothing worked. For Christmas last year, we were gifted Elf on the shelf. This year we broke out Elf on the shelf, which Troy names Thomas, and he hung around our house until Christmas eve when Santa came and took him back to the North Pole with him. Santa sent Troy (and Weston and Rylee) a video about what Thomas had reported to him each night. Santa told Troy that he needed to work better on making it to the potty in time. That floored Troy, he didn't realize Thomas was telling Santa that. We also made a big deal about turning 4. That turning 4 meant that he would be very big boy because he would get to go to school, have more responsibilities...that when your 4 you no longer pee your pants. I don't know if it was the 4 thing or Santa thing or 2 week break from School but he's hasn't had an accident since Christmas. Friday, he goes back to school, so I guess we'll know if it is school, if he starts having accidents again. Fingers crossed that phase it behind us. He's an exceptionally little boy. He loves numbers (he gets that from me!) and likes to do circumstancial math...like there are 4 people and 4 cookies, how many cookies does each person get...1! He loves that kind of stuff. He loves being 4. A month ago he told me that he didn't want to be 4, he wanted to be 3 forever. 4 warmed up on him and now he's an adorable 4 year old.

Me and Kristopher have been pulling our hair out with 3 kids, but aren't balled yet! We don't get to spend very much time with each other so when we do, it's extra special. Now that the holidays are over, it's back to seeing each other on pretty much only Sundays. There are many nights, like tonight, when I need to keep myself busy otherwise the loneliness creeps in and I miss him terribly. I talk to adults all day and kids all night, but most days I long to have a conversation that doesn't involve money and interest rates or juice boxes and poop. I long for a joke or laugh or a snuggle with someone who is bigger than me.

Here are a few pictures of life at our house in the last few months (sorry most of them are from my phone...)