Thursday, March 31, 2011

Pita Bread - a new recipe

A few weeks ago I made pita bread. It was fluffy and soft and absolutely delicious.

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So today, I set out to do it again--with visions of chicken bacon ranch stuffed pitas dancing in my head.

I figured I would try a new recipe. Just something different than before.
That's always a good idea. Right?

After the boys were off to school and Jenna was out the door and Carter was laid down for a nap, I plugged in my beloved Bosch mixer and began. I've been packing and sorting and just plain busy the past few days, and my brain was just not all there...

The recipe said:

In the bowl of a stand mixer*, combine the yeast, honey and ½ cup of the water.  Stir gently to blend.  Whisk ¼ cup of the bread flour and ¼ cup of the whole wheat flour into the yeast mixture until smooth.  Cover the bowl with plastic wrap and set aside until doubled in bulk and bubbly, about 45 minutes.
What really happened was this:
In mixer, combine yeast, honey, all the water and flour and salt and oil...knead for 8-9 minutes or until you've gotten all the flour mixed in really well. Check clock. Place lid on mixer and head off to get stuff done.
Remove the plastic wrap and return the bowl to the mixer stand, fitted with the dough hook.  Add in the remaining ¾ cup of warm water, 1¼ cups bread flour, 1¼ cups whole wheat flour, olive oil and salt.  Knead on low speed until the dough is smooth and elastic, about 8 minutes.  Transfer the ball of dough to a lightly oiled bowl, turning once to coat, and let rise in a warm draft-free place, about 1 hour, until doubled in bulk.
Go pick up children from preschool. Fix lunch. Feed baby. Call mom. 
Place an oven rack in the middle position.  Place a baking stone in the oven (if using) and preheat to 500˚ F.
See that 2 hours have passed and dough has doubled in size. Wipe table and prepare for rolling pita dough out. Preheat oven to 500 degrees. Curse under your breath that you forgot to clean out whatever spilled over and is not only smelling terrible, but burning your eyes.
Answer phone. Check recipe. Realize you had 2 different recipes pulled up on the computer and have now taken parts and pieces from both. Blow it off because you have been successful before and totally know what you're doing...or you think you do. 
Once the dough has risen, transfer to a lightly floured work surface, punch down the dough and divide into 8 equal pieces.
Hold baby again. He's not hungry. He's not interested in playing. But it's not naptime yet. 
Check the clock. Another 1 hour and 13 minutes have passed. Attempt to roll out dough.
Pick up whiny baby again. Scold child who is scaling the 13 bins of clothes you have sitting in your living room trying to sort through. Try to roll out 9 equal pieces--because hey, adding one more pita will lower the caloric intake of each, after all. 
Get 3 rolled out....time to lay baby down. 
  Form each piece into a ball.  Flatten one ball at a time into a disk, then stretch out into a 6½-7 inch circle.
Roll each ball into a thin circle. Don't bother guessing how big they are because you can barely see out of your watering, burning eyes.
  Transfer the rounds to a baking sheet or other work surface lightly sprinkled with cornmeal.  Once all the rounds have been shaped, loosely cover with clean kitchen towels.  Let stand at room temperature for 30 minutes, until slightly puffy.
Deny constant requests from children to "make Easter eggs with your dough". Decide 500 degrees might be too high--can't remember from the last time I made them and too frazzled to go check the previous recipe. Lower it to 400 degrees. And totally move rack from the middle to the bottom. MAJOR fail.
Transfer 4 pitas, 1 at a time, onto the baking surface.  (Note: These can be baked on a baking stone or directly on the oven racks.  I use a pizza stone, but either method is fine.) Bake 2 minutes, until puffed and pale golden.  Gently flip the pitas over using tongs and bake 1 minute more. 
Transfer 4 pitas to pizza stone. Wish you had used cornmeal because the pita dough actually DOES look like the aforementioned dough eggs children were begging to make. Bake 2 minutes. Realize 400 was way too low. Wait and wait and wait for them to cook. Realize you've made way too many wrong turns and that your beautiful dough shows no signs of puffing up like a normal pita should.
 Transfer to a cooling rack and let cool completely. 
Transfer to the cookie sheet left out on your oven from the buns you toasted on it the night before.
Let cool. Shed a few tears. Stare in wonder at how the beautifully puffy pitas you made before could resemble so closely a deck of cards...


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 And then rejoice when your child jumps for joy that you just made individual pizza crusts. 
Guess we know what's on the menu tomorrow!

Monday, March 28, 2011

The official scoop from our coop

I feel like it's been forever since we've done a good ol' rundown of what's going on here...so here goes!

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SPENCER: Oh, the Spencer boy. We love this little guy! Spencer is always cracking us up in one way or another. He is constantly doing funny dances or moves, and he wants so badly to be like the big kids. I often have to stop and remind myself he is only 3...not 4 or 5 or 6. But 3. It's easy to lump him in with the older crowd, since the kids are all close in age. But at this young of an age, even a few months makes such a difference in terms of their level of capability and capacity to understand and follow through.

 His speech has really progressed in some ways this year, but it's often incredibly difficult to understand him. I feel badly because he is more and more aware of not being understood on the first try...or second, third, fourth...and it frustrates him immensely!

Spencer is SO caring. He is ALWAYS asking what everyone's name is. Characters in books, people on the street, in movies...you name it, he wants to know. And he says it so darn cute!
"Mom, I don't know what is her name is!?"
words out of order, funny little Spencer voice.
But I love it.
I love that he cares and he truly wants to know. And the amazing thing is that he actually remembers!

He loves to snuggle and have special time together.
He loves playing with blocks and being outside.
And we love, love, love him.

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KADEN: a.k.a. Resident cheesemaster. I am not sure why he feels that he can't open his eyes if he's smiling, but hey, at least he smiled. :) Kaden has been learning all about dinosaurs in preschool and has LOVED this unit! He is crazy about Lego Star Wars (we have that game for the Wii) and loves to play the computer...or be touching it in some form or fashion at any given time during the day. Drives me bonkers...but it's also incredibly funny to look back and think of the look on his face when we catch him.

He would take a bubble bath 2-3 times a day if we let him.
And he thinks he needs to go in the stroller on walks.
This makes us laugh...and then get flustered...since he is almost 5 years old. :)

Kaden loves hearing stories and playing outside. He's a great little student and is learning so much this year!  He loves tomatoes, peas, corn, green beans, peppers, carrots, broccoli, canteloupe, watermelon, strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, peaches, pineapple...really the list could go on and on. He is our produce LOVER. If you're wondering what kid would really choose vegetables over a cookie or piece of pie, Kaden is your man. :)

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CARTER: I've mentioned the Carter man getting 2 teeth the past 2 posts I wrote about him--that equals 4 in the past 2 weeks...and man are we feeling his pain! He's had a really hard time sleeping--and I am sooo hoping that turns around here soon. I'm needing to make his 9 month appointment...that should happen in the next couple weeks. 9 MONTHS? Can't be...just can't!

He's got a very funny little personality, and it is exciting to watch him grow!


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JENNA: Oh, our little Miss! Jenna is 6 1/2 now--and is quite convinced that the half part is an official number. If we ever slip up and tell someone she is just 6, she interrupts to correct that info. Little does she know, she's more like 6 3/4--and will be turning 7 in May. She's been counting down till her 8th birthday for a couple years now, so it's nice to know she will be down to a manageable countdown pretty soon. Though it's impossible for me to wrap my mind around the idea that I will have a 7 year old...

Jenna loves to learn from stories. Case in point...she was really struggling with spelling. Not that she didn't know the words, but she just didn't want to do them! So out came the movie Akeelah and the bee (spelling bee movie). CHA-CHING. She loved it...LOVED it. And while the spelling word issue isn't completely perfect, she definitely loves to picture herself doing a spelling bee and winning prizes, and even took on the challenge words on her list recently (which previously she was too nervous to attempt).

She is going through a funny stage...you know, the grumpy," nothing- ever- goes- right-in-my-day" stage...even when she's had lots of good things happen that day. I suggested the other day that we try the glad game, and realized she had never seen that movie...I suppose it's time to pull out Pollyanna! :) SHE WOULD LOVE IT. The funny thing is, out of the whole movie, I could place bets on her talking about the part where Pollyanna falls from the tree the most.
{someone please tell me it's normal for kids this age to be fascinated with that stuff...} :)

She's a great helper with Carter and the boys, has a very tender heart, and wants to do right.
We really are so proud of her and love having her in our family.


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BRANDON: Found out this past week that he officially passed his 2nd set of boards. What a relief to have that behind us! He's been filling out all sorts of paperwork for residency and taking care of business, so to speak. School has eased up a lot, and it's nice to have him around more often. We know this won't last forever, but are enjoying it while it is... :) It's hard to believe graduation is less than 2 months away.

Brandon is the video game expert...at least in the kids eyes. I actually choose to be ignorant in this department, so that the kids don't even ask to play when it's just me home, because I've said so many times that I don't know how! :) It's my secret weapon...
So when daddy walks in, he's practically trampled over by children who are all so joyous that their
Wii-playing partner-in-crime is home at last!

As for me, I am truly grateful for Brandon and all his sacrifices to get through school and provide for our family. He is a good man...and an exceptional husband. He is always doing things to make life a little easier around here...whether offering to watch the kids so I can have alone time or change poopy diapers or load the dishes because the sink is full...

It goes without saying, we LOVE daddy...Brandon...and soon to be DR. HOLLOWAY!


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RACHEL: Hmmm....where to start. My creativity has taken a vacation and I've been a tad bit in a blogging slump. Funny how that happens. Hoping it returns soon. I sure have felt boooooring. :) But lameness aside, I've started packing up boxes and sorting through JUNK. Man, how on EARTH did we accumulate so much stuff while we lived here? I don't know...but the thing I DO know, is that there is no way on earth we are paying to move all the stuff we currently have. I'm excited to purge a lot of it, and start fresh.

Am also so excited to go to Texas to house hunt. The next chapter of our lives feels so surreal right now--exciting to think about, but still not very real. I have a feeling the next few weeks will start to change that...especially as the moving boxes pile up! :)

With Carter struggling with sleep lately, I am convinced now more than ever how much sleep affects your day to day activity...I definitely don't feel like working out when I've been up most of the night, and don't have TIME to workout when I fall back in bed at 5:30 a.m. and sleep until it's time to run kids where they need to be. This has made me realize how much BETTER I feel when I am working out.
 I have missed it--my body going, moving, feeling a little sore...
Add to the lack of sleep the fact that it's been so darn cold.
Warmer weather and quieter nights would make me feel like a whole new person! :)

Soon...in time. I am sure I will be back at it and feeling good. I am realizing more and more that there is a time and a season for so many things in life. And just as I enjoy the seasons of the year for the different things they offer, I am realizing that different seasons in life offer just as vast an assortment of opportunity, trials, and routine. Some seasons in life I feel crafty and in project mode. Some seasons I am able to devote more time to working out. Some seasons it's set aside for reflection and working on the inside.

I just need to make the most of whatever season I'm in...right now...in this very moment.
Because unlike the seasons marked on a calendar, I never know when my season will change.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Carter-mania

I have decided that no matter how much I try, there will never be an equal amount of pictures of each child.

It seems they each have a time in life where we have a large variety of pictures to choose from. And then there is a drought. And then we do something fun or go on a little vacation and replenish our picture supply. :)

I am sure it looks like Carter is the favored child lately because he gets his own assortment of pictures posted on the blog...Perhaps it's because he is the 4th child and still too little to jump in pictures with the other kids, so I try to even it out with pictures of him :) Perhaps it's because growing so fast--truly right before our eyes. And perhaps it's because he is quite possibly our last baby--and I feel the need to document and soak in every little moment and special smile...just in case.

So today, it's just going to be Carter, in pictures, just because.

It is my favorite thing to hear him humming after he wakes up...
just talking to himself...singing and playing...sooo happy.

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He's getting 2 more teeth this week.

WE. ARE. TIRED.

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This is the bear the kids made for him right before he was born...
He thought he was THE COOLEST little boy in the crib holding it. :)

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And here he is being SUCH a good helper.
Cute, small children help disguise the true tragedy of having so much laundry to fold, right? :)
Having my 6 year old sitting on all my piles of laundry wouldn't have been NEARLY as acceptable,
would it now? :)
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So, I'll be back with pictures of other children...they are here, they are good, and they will grace the pages of this blog again soon. :)

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Texas-size thinking...

They say everything's bigger in Texas...

I'd have to say the pre-Texas move thoughts are as well.

My mind has been on OVERLOAD! So much to do, so much to arrange, and so little control over how to get it all done being SO far away! I seriously have hardly slept--partly thanks to the little man in the house--and partly because I lay in bed and have a billion scenarios swirling in my head...and I lay there and write a mental checklist of at least 20 things I need to do or get rid of. How will there be enough time? And where will we live? And how will it work out?

It consumes my conversations with Brandon...the concerns, the excitement, the stresses...so much so, that somehow Jenna picked up the idea that we weren't going to have enough money to move. Now, it's incredibly expensive this time around. That is DEFINITELY a true story. But I don't recall ever saying we wouldn't have enough to make it happen.

She's started praying for us to have enough money, in every prayer. She's been collecting spare change and putting it in a can for us. And she talks about it constantly. (she's quite obsessed with tragic events right now)

I pulled her aside the other day and told her how much I appreciated her efforts, but that I wanted her to know we were going to be alright...that she didn't need to worry in her heart because Heavenly Father would take care of us and our big move.

And it hit me then....

It was almost as if I was wrapping my arms around my own self, reassuring my wild imagination that truly EVERYTHING will be okay...that I don't need to worry in my heart about the long list of things, because regardless of how much there is, I can't possibly do it all in one day or all at one time. But I know, just as has been evidenced before with every step of life and move we've made and big change that has come, it all works out. Heavenly Father is so aware of us...and whether it be 13 miles or 1300, it will all somehow make sense when we look back on this time, and the preparations, and the things that seem so overwhelming right now.

I know it....I do. And I just need my heart and my mind to know it too. :)

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Beard Month...THE END!

Shortly before mid-March Brandon announced that he was giving up on beard month, party due to the lack of participation from his facial hair, and partly due to the cautious look from other parents as he walked Jenna to school.

While he had high hopes of winning an award for the best Alaskan gold-miner look-alike, he ended up winning the award for most likely to be questioned while going through airport security.

Although there wasn't a lot going on in the beard department, Brandon DID agree to follow through with his end of the bargain--If I supported beard month, I would need pictures in return. :)

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Ahhhh {insert relieved sigh}...
Love lookin' at this smooth, clean shaved face! :)

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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Busy....

All week this little man has been busy...

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Busy crawling all over getting into things...

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Busy drooling...

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and chewing...

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and not sleeping...
because he was busy working on having TWO teeth come through...
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Bust mostly, he was busy being a cute little guy...
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Thursday, March 17, 2011

Our tooth fairy is a total bum...

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You would think that with all the excitement that surrounds this girl and her loose teeth (or desire to have them) that our tooth fairy would be more on the ball.

But nooooo.....
he...or she....just cannot get it together and remember!

Now granted, this happened the same day Brandon found out where he matched...
and Spencer and I had our birthday date...
and there was a lot of excitement already swirling around our house.

So when she woke up in the morning, soooo sad, we were kicking ourselves big time.

But visit on the first night or not, Jenna was EXCITED for another tooth to pop on out, especially because this was her first claim to fame--she pulled it out herself. Knowing it was coming, we snapped some pics of the process...which she is VERY proud of.

Oh this sweet girl...and her loose teeth...
and the tooth fairy that feels like a total bum!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Spencer's time - our birthday date!

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I knew there was hope...
for ending birthday week on a positive note.

It doesn't get much better than finding out your husband will have a job...
and then heading out to spend one on one time with your funny 3 year old,
eating ice cream (and wearing ice cream)...
with the sun shining outside, relief and stress gone from the inside...

Nope, doesn't get much better than that...

Monday, March 14, 2011

We're going to.......

a part of me wants to write Disneyland here... :) But the BIGGER part of me wants to write....




Yep, Brandon was accepted to his first choice program in Temple, Texas for a 3 year residency. We will move the end of May or beginning of June--

We are ANXIOUS, we are EXCITED, and we truly feel SO blessed...

Now time to sort through those winter boots and coats and stock up on shorts! :)

Saturday, March 12, 2011

From the archives...

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From the archives of pictures taken in the past couple weeks, came these...
Kaden was sick last week, and by the time he was STARTING to get better, Spencer was getting sick.
And Brandon took his boards test somewhere in there.
So we were all tired, and stressed.

Every time I turned around, I had a sleeping little boy.

And apparently I decided to get in on that action too. 
Mom's get tired too--even when they're NOT sick.

Tonight I dug through a bin of old pictures of journals--all the stuff I could salvage from our previous flooding. My heart skipped a beat every time there was hope of seeing one from when I was growing up.
I love looking at them--I treasure them.
It shows me who I was...and what I did...and how I became how I am now.

I was a free spirit in college.
I have some VERY funny pictures of me doing completely random things.
And I have oodles of pictures from high school.
Definitely not camera shy.

But my childhood pictures are few...

I guess you can't pick and choose what stays and goes when natural disasters hit--
which has me thinking of the people in Japan.
And my heart truly feels for them and the situation they are in.
It is yet another sign of the time, and has awakened a sense of urgency in me...
are we ready? Are we prepared? Physically...and spiritually...
There is so much to do to ready ourselves, and our family.

It is very much on my mind.
As is finding out what our future holds...
only 38 hours and 51 minutes till we know our fate.
Though, technically it's only 37 hours and 51 minutes...
Thanks to the daylight savings time. :)

But who is counting, right?

...and....thank you...to those of you who understood me the other day.
thank you...a lot. Your comments meant more than you'll ever know.
Happy Saturday.

Now don't forget to change those clocks! :)

Thursday, March 10, 2011

I just need a minute...

to stop life.
To have a good cry.
and then move on.

Because as much as I have tried to focus on the good this week, 
the truth is, the birthday magic just wasn't here this year.

Much of that had to do with the fact that I was COMPLETELY sleep deprived...
awake for the day from about 2 a.m. when I got up with the little man.
and when you're running on ZERO sleep, it's hard to get going and feel energetic.
Ya know?

Birthdays are supposed to be lucky...right?
It's where you find the bargain of the century or get that parking spot right in front of the door...
not where you get a call from school with a sick kid an hour after they get there,
and you bake 3 different failed batches of cookies,
and your daughter is mad and refuses to say "I love you" back...

Don't get me wrong.
 I've loved my time with the kids as we've had our little dates.
I loved all the well wishes from friends and family.
and have truly had some fun things happen this week.

But despite my efforts to stay busy and preoccupied with stuff,
there is also an unmentioned, and yet undeniable stress looming.
Waiting...waiting...for Monday.
To know if Brandon will be placed in a program, or have to scramble to find one.
And while I felt a great sense of peace and know we will be where we need to,
there is also the anxiety of waiting.
He's anxious. Nervous. Stressed.
I am mainly just anxious.
But together is all just rolls up into an explosion of emotions. :)

And so I am protesting cooking dinner tonight.
And I'm going to scrub my kitchen like my life depends on it...
and have a good little cry.

Because a little sleep, and a little time off does wonders.
And there is still hope of finishing off this week with a bang! 

Birthday dessert with Kaden

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Wednesday I got to use another birthday freebie--this time on a little date with Kaden. 
I got a free cheesecake shooter, and we got Kaden some brownie bites and we chatted over our delicious dessert! (a HUGE shoutout to Applebees for providing perfectly portioned little desserts! THANK YOU!)

I found out his favorite color is blue--though I knew that already--and that his favorite meal is green bean casserole. And we did a funny mad lib type fill in on the kid's menu while we waited, which ended up being pretty funny. 

Am so grateful for our "special time"...for birthday week...and for sweet treats.

(am bummed about the terrible pictures I got in bad lighting with my Ipod...next time, I will just buck up and take my real camera. :(  )

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Carter - 8 months

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8 months old...
with 3 sharp teeth...
and 4 wiggling appendages when he's super excited.
He's got 1 squirmy little body that scoots all over the floor.
And if we're not in the room, he heads straight for the kitchen. 
He just knows that if we aren't in the living room, it's the only other place we would all be. :)

He has 2 bright eyes, that just sparkle when he's happy--which is most of the time.
And he eats at least 3 jars of baby food each day--sometimes 4--and still loves to nurse in between.
He's a huge fan of table food too, whatever we will give him!

He's close to crawling--gets on one knee and rocks back and forth--
The kids laugh, and exclaim things like, "he's shaking his booty!"

He's got one giant smile--that he flashes so well!
He is exploring the world around more and more,
and finding stuff I wish he didn't. :)
And we just love this little guy....LOVE him!
Happy 8 months little man... :)

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

30 was the best year ever...

and now I'm moving on to...
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(rockstar glasses courtesy of my sweet children. They totally know how to choose gifts I love!)

But before I go, I just have to give a rundown of the highlights that made 30 the best year yet...

visited family in Idaho - had family from Idaho visit us - found the perfect maternity jeans - went to Time Out for Women with some friends - had a baby- survived Brandon being gone for a few months -sewed - discovered pita chips - visited Amish country - went camping - lost 61 pounds - learned to love being active - took my kids to the circus - ran my first 5k - celebrated 7 lucky years of marriage - watched my husband enter his last year of medical school - won the cash prize in a weight loss challenge - tried tilapia for the first time, and loved it - donated to a good cause - made new friends - faced trials that made me grow - fell in love with my free Ipod - learned to incorporate more whole grains in my baking - started a few new blogs - learned to better forgive - bought myself a little black dress - inherited my mom's old serger (thanks mom!) - got a new grill and used it lots - beat Brandon in many games of Ticket to Ride (though, I lost many too) :) -
  ran, laughed, played, loved, grew...

Yes, 30 was a great, great year...and am hoping I can make 31 just as wonderful!

Monday, March 7, 2011

Grateful...

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Some days I just wake up and the sun is shining and the world just feels right.

Some days my kids MAGICALLY sleep until 7:30--a good hour past normal wakeup. 

Some days, I get a good hearty and healthy breakfast on the table...
without waking a soul.

Some days I don't take things for granted...
like the fact that I can fit a regular bathroom towel around my body now,
and that I have an incredible husband who does so much for us,
and that my children all are healthy and strong.

Some days I feel on top of the world...
I can somehow fit in playing with the kids and doing dishes, some facebook and a phone call to my mom...
without feeling out of balance.

Some days I see the areas I need to change...
and instead of feeling overwhelmed, I feel inspired...
to go. do. change. be better.

Some days just feel good.
And for those days, I am so grateful.



Saturday, March 5, 2011

...and Birthday week has officially commenced!

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The older I get, the more I realize...
That birthdays are the best.

It is not all about presents and such (though, that is a fun part too)
But is more about the celebrating--
the excitement...
the moments...
my kids...and how happy they get.

Last year they got gold medals as party favors, and noise makers to blow.
It made me laugh...a lot.
I can hardly wait to see what hand-selected items they come up with this year. :)

But my favorite part about my birthday is getting to take all those fun freebies that come...
and take each of my kids on their own mommy and me date.
We've done it for several years now...
and I look forward to it every single time.

Jenna and I officially began birthday week by splitting my free mint chocolate chip ice cream at Baskin Robin today. She knew exactly what flavor she wanted. And she knew exactly which table she wanted to sit at.
The tall one--that she had to practically scale the chair to get to. :)

We talked about all sorts of stuff--from what kind of cake I should have this year to what flavors of ice cream she liked, to all the crazy stuff she has been doing with my Ipod.

THESE are the moments I SO cherish. 

And I love that birthday week gives me lots of chances to experience those moments with each of my special little ones...

Here's to turning older...and hopefully wiser...and spending lots of fun times with the ones I love!

Friday, March 4, 2011

All sorts of big boy...

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Somebody thinks he all sorts of big boy...
Sitting up so strong and tall, watching a movie next to his big brother...
And then showing off his semi-toothless grin when I entered the room.

Just as if he was trying to say, "Mom, Look at me!"
...and making me realize that my sweet little guy is getting to be oh so grown up.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Beard Month...

While most of my calendar is scribbled with notes with important to-do's and appointments and things to remember to keep me on track, there is one special day that Brandon has filled in with something he considers of equal or greater importance to all my nitty gritty reminders...


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Beard Month.

So here's the scenario:
I hate facial hair. On me {lol} on my husband. Just don't dig the stuff.

I just have always preferred a clean shave on my guy. And aside from some scruffy weeks here and there, he has always been that way...HIS choice.

There was a time several years ago that Brandon hadn't shaved for a few days and was on some quest to see if he could grow a mustache.
I went to bed with a band-aid taped on above my lip so I wouldn't feel the scratchiness.
I offended.
 I never did it again. :)

So knowing my feelings on facial hair growth, he warned me well ahead of time that HIS time was coming...
I pleaded...came up with every reason in the book why he just shouldn't do it, from my birthday coming up to the fact that kisses are just not enjoyable when you're being stabbed in the face.

But his mind was made up.

Then we went to church on Sunday--where apparently the other groupies participating in this had already STARTED beard month early! Frantic to be left behind on all the hair growing action, he hasn't shaved since. (does this mean beard month can END early?) lol

While there are certainly days I would like to rub my legs against his face (cause if the truth is told, I've got a crazy leg-hair growing gene in me!) I'm trying to support his last college fling to proclaim his manhood with his friends before starting residency....

Because he may not admit this to many, but it has been noted that he doesn't like how it feels himself.
I like hearing that.

Good thing I love this man...and all he does for us as a family...facial hair, or not.
(but preferably not) :)


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

61 pounds--and reaching my official goal!!!

I know 7 months worth of weight loss posts is probably getting old. But for my own sake, (and because my mom asked to see my dress) I wanted to post an official after picture! Yesterday at my weigh in, I OFFICIALLY reached my weight loss goal weight at my Weight Watcher meeting and I WAS SO excited! I feel as though it's been a long time coming--and it was an incredible feeling to finally get there.

In case you don't remember my 50 pound before and after post, I snagged one of my before pictures to refresh your memory as to how I was before. I bought this black dress as my reward when I lost 50 pounds...and am looking for the perfect pair of shoes to go with it for my 60 pound prize! :) Though, when it comes down to it, losing the weight was truly the BEST gift of all (regardless of how cliche it sounds! :)

The before...          The After...
60 pounds


A little closer up...
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I started my weight loss count down from my pre-Carter-pregnancy weight...
186 pounds

And I weigh in now on that same scale...
125 pounds
(thinking the .2 is from the glass of water and toast I ate before weighing because I forgot I was going to do this!)

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I know I've said it before, but I just have to say it again. This has truly been an incredible, fulfilling journey. I have learned more about myself the past few months than I have the past 30 years. :) Thank you all for letting me share these lessons, and write about my triumphs and struggles along the way. It has meant the world to me to have such a fantastic support system.

 I know meeting my goal is a stopping place as far as the numbers on the scale, but I am grateful for the things I have learned and the eating habits I've changed, and the physical activity I am so passionate about now--those are the things that I will carry with me and continue working and improving the rest of my life.


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p.s. if you haven't checked lately, there've been lots of updates on my recipe blog.  If you're following the points+ plan through Weight Watchers I have included the points values for many--and am working on updating them all! :)

ALSO, I started a new blog project to track my meals through the day with pictures and recipe links, mainly as a reference for myself to go back and look at and for my friends and family whore trying to lose weight as well. Just a way to show some new ideas and recipes and show how easy it is to drop the pounds and still eat good food! (dessert included!) :) If you want to check it out: http://pointsplusplanning.blogspot.com/