Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Advent Week #2





Here's our advent update...just a little bit late!

December 9-Watch Rudolph. It just doesn't seem like Christmas if you don't watch the iconic reindeer and all of his adventures.


December 10-Georgia's holiday program at school. We were entertained by an outgoing group of Kindergarteners. They sang their little hearts out that night. Georgia has the performer bug. Hmmm, not sure where she got that :)





December 11-Read I Want A Dog For Christmas Charlie Brown. We love The Peanuts here in this house, so we try and get in as many Peanuts books and movies as we can!



Poor Rerun just wants a dog for Christmas, but it's just not in the cards for him. I guess he'll have to share Snoopy with Charlie Brown!

December 12-Christmas at the zoo! The temps were going to be fairly mild so we decided that it might be the right time to go see all the lights at the zoo and to visit Santa. Georgia is not afraid of Santa....those of you that know my girl realize that she has never met a strangers. I think she gets that from her Papaw Mark (my dad) and her Grandma Vicki (Nolan's mom). Georgia walked right up to the man in the red suit and gave him a hug and chatted it up with him. Before we said goodbye to Santa, we were able to get a photo with all three girls. Everyone behaved. Miracles do happen people!




December 13-Make a treat to take to Mamaw and Papaw's house. We have dinner at my parents house every Thursday night. So after school, Georgia and I made an Oreo cake to share after dinner. I believe it was a hit!

If you want to make this, here is the recipe. It's super yummy!

 
And we had a good time making it, if you couldn't tell!


December 14-Camp out by the tree and watch a Christmas movie. When we got home from dinner, we all  got into our jammies and snuggled up with cozy blankets and watched Disney's A Christmas Carol. This was the first time Georgia has seen this version of A Christmas Carol. It was on the verge of being scary with all the ghosts, but she enjoyed it and didn't want to turn it off. And after the movie was over Georgia fell asleep by the glow of the Christmas tree while Nolan and I rocked June and Evie to sleep. With all the events of the day, it was a blessing to watch our girls sleep. They were safe and sound, but the thoughts of families who were missing their child filled my thoughts too.

Sweet girl, sleeping soundly by the tree!


December 15-Georgia had practice for her musical at church. When she got home, we did some final decorating around the house. We hung the stockings, we set out all the little knick knacks, hung the garland on the staircase and around the front door and much to mine and Georgia's surprise, Nolan hung lights around the house. We are now ready for Christmas!

A fantastic week of family fun was had by the Fletcher Lichti's. I'm looking forward to spending more time with my family as the holidays draw near. Right now, I just want to wrap my arms around my husband and my girls and let them know how much I love them and how much this time of year means to me.

What are your holiday traditions?

Monday, December 17, 2012

Let The Children Come

Along with many others, I sat and watched in horror as I learned about the shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary. As I thought about those precious children, who are close to the same age as my daughter, and the teachers who put the children before themselves, the tears flowed. How in the world could this happen?

Events like this hit a little harder when you have a child of your own. I'm not sure if my reaction is normal or not. I feel like I'm taking it really hard. I can't watch TV without crying. I can't talk about it without crying. I can't read articles without crying. I'm assuming that  it's because I know what it's like to lose a child. My loss was different. It's more a loss of the hopes and dreams that I had for Violet. And while that is devastating and I'm not really sure how we survived such a tragic loss, I look at those families and wonder how they are going to survive this tragic loss. How do you pick up the pieces? How do you go on with life when such a big part of your life was taken away too soon and in such a tragic way?

When Violet died, it made me think about what it would be like to lose Georgia. The tragedy at Sandy Hook again brought those thoughts to mind. I'm not sure what I would do if something happened to her. Would I be able to pick up the pieces and go on? I've been through this before, and one of the big reasons I was able to go on was because of Georgia. She kept me from falling into deep depression after Violet's death. She was my reason to get out of bed.

As I saw the photos of those little children, I saw my child. I saw her classmates and her teacher. As I heard the stories of teachers shielding children from bullets, I thought of my friends and family who themselves are teachers and who I know would do the same thing for their students. It makes me so frightened for them all.

As soon as I heard the news on Friday, I wanted to be with my girl. I could not wait to pick up Georgia from school. When I arrived the pick up line was much longer than normal. The place was packed. I'm not sure if it was just on coincidence or because of the events at Sandy Hook, but I saw so many other parents, like myself, so glad that their kids were coming home from school. And I thought of the 20 parents who wouldn't be welcoming their child home that afternoon. I thought of the parents who said goodbye to their child for the last time Friday morning. And I also thought of the parents who were so relieved to see their child come out of Sandy Hook alive. Those children will never ever be the same child that left for school that morning. And as I thought of all of those things, I hugged my girl a little tighter. I told her how glad I was to see her. I told her that I loved her.

Last night I watched as President Obama gave his speech to those in Newtown. He quoted the Bible, Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." These words have brought a wave of emotions that I never thought possible before Violet's death. We sing those words before children's time at church. I never stopped to think about them before Violet. And the first time I heard them after Violet's death, I couldn't bear to sing them. They now held new meaning. I still hold back tears whenever I hear these words. And now these words hold new meaning for every single parent, grandparent, brother, sister, aunt,uncle and friend of the Sandy Hook students.

To all the victims of the Sandy Hook shootings....know that your spirit has not been forgotten. We are praying for your families in their overwhelming grief. We are praying for peace. We are praying that this never happens to other teachers and students. We are praying for those who need help. We are praying.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Advent Week #1

I had plans...BIG PLANS. I was going to blog about all our little Advent activities EVERYDAY in December. Hmmm.....who hasn't blogged all week? Well, I get to play the twin card. Playing the twin card works for everything because well, to be honest, most people realize Ihave a lot going on. So, I'm hoping that it works here too and you all will forgive me. What, you say you'll forgive me? Fan-freaking-tastic! I knew you would!

Anyway, back to Advent. We live it up here in the Fletcher Lichti house when it comes to the month of December and Advent is just one of the special things that we do. I, along with my incredibly talented mother in law Vicki, made this Advent wall hanging. Actually, I made it and then she took it and did the embroidery and fixed my flawed sewing. I keep trying and I figure one day I'll be a great seamstress!

So, in each pocket there is a little activity that we do as a family. It's just a little thing that we do together everyday. Just a little something that reminds us that no matter how busy this time of year gets, we still want to experience it as a family. Here is a little run down of our first week.....

December 1-Decorate the Christmas tree! This year was special because I was able to tell Georgia about the different ornaments on our tree, where they came from, who gave them to us and why they are special. And by talking about the different ornaments, Nolan and I were able to think back fondly on our childhood Christmases and about every Christmas we have shared. There are ornaments that we each received as children, ones for the dog and cat, our first Christmas as a married couple, some from our wedding (we got married on 12/27), one celebrating our first home, Violet's special ornaments and many more.

Isn't the little kitty just the cutest? Don't let her fool you, she's mean as sin!

December 2-Watch "Mickey's Once Upon A Christmas" and make popcorn. Making popcorn is a Sunday night tradition in our house anyway, so we just combined that with a short Christmas movie that Georgia really enjoyed. ABC Family has a ton of Christmas movies on so several of those are being saved to our DVR.

December 3-Read "The Spirit of Christmas" by Nancy Tillman

I love this book. It takes you through all the different parts of Christmas. At the end of the book tells the reader about the best part of Christmas-spending time with those you love. "The best part of Christmas will always be you underneath my Christmas Tree."

December 4-Make frozen hot chocolate for dessert! Hello! This was delicious! If you've never tried it, you must. You must, I tell you! Here is the recipe. Try it. 
Um, seriously cute kid here! 

December 5-Set up the nativity. Here is our cute, fat, wooden nativity. It's not all fancy. That's what I like about it. It's a humble little nativity. 
Fat little guys, aren't they?

December 6-Go to the library after school and check out some Christmas books. We love to go to the library. We were able to find several good choices and make it out of the library before the twins woke up. Success!! Sadly, we had to do this one before Nolan got home from work because we also went to a Christmas memorial service for us and the many other parents who are missing their sweet little babies this time of year. It's always a little sad and touching and wonderful and moving and very beautiful. I'm thankful for those that put it together. It's a great way to honor our little Violet and for her to know that she is not forgotten this Christmas season and to let her know that we are thinking about her too during the hustle and bustle of the season.

December 7-Go to the Irvington Holiday Festival. Irvington is a historical neighborhood close to our house. It is a neighborhood where we would love to move to. Georgia's school is in that neighborhood. It's a nice little community with great restaurants, shops and even a little bakery. Any way, they have a night where the shops stay open a bit later and Santa is in the neighborhood and their are horse drawn carriage rides for free and just all sorts of holiday cheer. Well...this one didn't work out for us this year. BOO! We had big plans to go, but it was raining. None of us wanted to take a carriage ride in the cold and rain. So, Georgia ended up spending the night with Mamaw and Papaw, while Nolan and I did some Christmas shopping. It was good to spend time with Nolan, but I was really looking forward to our original plans. Maybe next year!

December 8-Visit a living nativity. There is a church close by that does a drive thru living nativity. You read different parts of scripture as you drive through and look at the actors in the different scenes that tell the story of Jesus' birth. It's short, but a great little activity for the family. Georgia loved it! 
We also read a couple of books tonight.....


The Snow Angel by Christine Leeson is a great little book about a family of mice who see a beautiful white goose and believe she is an angel. The goose is lost and cold and needs rest and food. The mice give her the only food they have and stay with the goose while she rests. When she wakes, she is again ready to find her friends. When she flies away, the goose thanks the mice by leaving some feathers that the mice use to make their nest nice and warm. It's a lovely story about helping others in need! 
And we also read.....

This was a fun book, for sure. Melvin the Elf finds soul and helps his elf friends make the toys by singing songs. The most fun was Nolan and I trying to sing Elvis songs with different words!

In addition to these daily little activities, we also have a little bit of chocolate that we get every night! You gotta have chocolate candies, right? YUM!

And so that brings your up to date on our Advent activities. Stop by next week to see what we've been up too! You know you want to!!!! It's nothing but excitement in the Fletcher Lichti house! 

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Tis The Season To Be Shopping

Fa la la la la. La la. La. La!

What do you think about Black Friday? That's the topic for this week's ToT post. Hmm, what do I think about Black Friday.....

Did I go shopping on Black Friday? Yes. Did I go shopping on Thanksgiving Day? NO. I have no problem with folks trying to get a good deal on something that they want or need. If that means that they want to get up at the crack of dawn, so be it. But the new thing about stores opening on Thanksgiving took it a little far. Well that was my first thought. Then I began to think about all the others working on Thanksgiving. Movie theaters have always been open, at least it seems that way. And that is one of our family traditions, to go to a movie Thanksgiving night. I've never had a problem with that. And people go out to eat on Thanksgiving. I've been out to eat on Thanksgiving. I didn't have a problem with that either. Grocery stores are open on Thanksgiving, at least for a few hours. I've been to the grocery store on Thanksgiving. Nope, no issue there either. So, why did I have such an issue with Wal Mart, Target, Khol's, and Toys R Us opening their doors on Thanksgiving day?

I suppose my problem with stores being open on Thanksgiving is because I feel like people are just going to snag the hot item that's on sale. It's not about running to the grocery store because you forgot to buy pumpkin pie spice. Or hanging out with your kid and relaxing and seeing a movie together after your feast. Maybe I'm justifying what I feel is appropriate to do on Thanksgiving. And I guess if you would rather go shopping after your feast, by all means, who am I to stop you. Go for it. For me, I would rather not.

My Black Friday tradition involves spending time with my sister in law and nieces. We look at the sale papers on Thursday and make our plan for the next day. I usually get picked around 4am and we hit a few stores. We don't go crazy. We don't just spend a ton on money to get a "deal." For me, its more about spending time with them rather than all the consumerism. This year, I got some boots for myself, 2 sets of sheets and a Christmas gift for each of my girls. Stuff I was going to get anyway, we just did it at 4am the Friday after Thanksgiving.

In addition to Black Friday shopping, I also participated in Small Business Saturday. I was looking forward to doing more Small Business Saturday shopping, but Nolan was sick so we just hit one store. A friend of mine opened a store close by our house called Homespun. It's got all sorts of handmade goodies in it. I love it. So, I went there and then called it a day. I do plan on doing more of my holiday shopping at more stores like this!

And apparently Cyber Monday was a huge hit this year. I did get our Christmas cards with a Cyber Monday deal. Hey, you can't beat 40% off something you were going to get anyway.

So, while I don't like all of consumerism that goes on this time of year, I don't mind folks getting out and finding a good deal. I do mind people getting into major credit card debit in order to get all the stuff that they think they need.

And so, before I say goodnight, I leave you with this little quote from the loveable old Grinch.....

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.
Dr. Seuss
Remember that Christmas is about something more! And to all a good night!

Gratitude

November. All month long we think about Thanksgiving. I don't know a single person that doesn't enjoy this holiday. This holiday is about gathering with friends and family and giving thanks for every thing we have. It's not about gifts, which is what I love about this holiday.

On Facebook I have been letting everyone know what I'm thankful for in my status updates. So I thought that I would do a top 10 list of things that I'm thankful for on my blog.


Nancy's Top 10 List!!!

10. I'm thankful for being an American. I'm not overly patriotic, but I do know how fortunate I am to be born here. With all the arguing about politics, with all the dooms day thoughts going on, with all of the things that I don't like.....there isn't another place that I would want to live other than the good ol' US of A!

9. My furry kids. They drive me crazy....they make my house a MESS with all of their hair...but I love them. They are my babies. I would do just about anything for them. Myrtle and I have have bonded over the years. She wasn't always so keen on me. I can't blame her, I did chop the tip of her tail off in a door. That's a story for another time. But now, she is my snuggle buddy. And Herbie, he's been my baby from day 1. While he's not a trained guard dog, I'm almost certain that he would protect me and the girls no matter what. He can sense when I'm sad or having a bad day and comes over and puts his head in my lap and tries to make it better. After we found out that Violet died, we came home for a while. And while I was sitting on the couch crying and numb who was next to me? Myrtle was curled up next to me on the couch and Herbie was laying at my feet. That's usually not the case....they just knew something was wrong. They are my buddies!

8. My home. It's small...we've out grown it, but it's where we are staying. Are we staying forever, I hope not. I have dreams of moving into a big ol' historic home. But when we do move, it will be bittersweet. This home was our first major purchase as a couple. We brought all our babies to this home. It's the only house Georgia has ever known. So, while it would be nice to have more space, it's nice to be cozy!

7. My church. FMC has given me a great place to worship, build relationships and raise my children. I'm so thankful for every person there.

6. My friends. Some I've known since the age of 5 and others I've just met. Many of my friends are like family. We would do anything for each other and we love and support each other. 

5. Photography. I absolutely love taking photos. I love capturing a moment in time for others. I have a creative outlet and I get paid for it. BONUS! 

4. My family. This is not only my immediate family, but my in laws as well. I know that if I ever needed anything I all I would have to do is call. It's nice to have people you can count on in your life!

3. My health. Hearing about so many people who are sick just makes you want to hug everyone around you. I can't imagine not being able to see my children grow up or not being able to grow old with my hubby. It just makes you count your blessings, for sure!

2. My girls. I've learned something from each one of them. Georgia made me a mother. Violet taught me that I'm stronger than I ever imagined I could be. Evie brings joy with her many toothless smiles. June, my baby, makes me realize how much I'm needed with her need for endless cuddle time.

1. My hubby. Hands down, the best decision I ever made was to marry him. I knew a couple of months after we started dating that this was the guy I had been waiting for. I truly think that I got the cream of the crop. The diamond in the rough. He's the peanut to my butter. The blue in my sky. The flip to my flop. The milk to my shake. Well, you get the idea. He's the best really. There is no one else in the entire world that I would rather be with. I've been telling him that he's my favorite for many years now. He's my favorite....not just my favorite guy, he's my favorite everything.

That's my list. What's on your list?

A Day In The Life

I've had several people ask what our days are like now that June and Evie have arrived. Now that we've gotten into a bit of a routine,  I thought that I would give you a little run down of what we do around here normally. So, here you go....this is a little glimpse into the life of a mom a 5 year old and newborn twins.

6:30am-My day begins. Actually, I'm not the first one up around here. Nolan gets up around 6:15 and gets Georgia up. He is in the shower by now and Georgia is sitting down for breakfast. I get up to help her get dressed and make her lunch.

7:30am-Nolan and Georgia are out the door. I usually turn on The Today Show and catch up on some AM news. This is also the time when one twin wakes up, give or take. And now begins our AM nursing marathon. You see, I haven't mastered the skill of nursing both babies at the same time, so I'm still doing one at a time. It works for me. And I get cuddle time with each baby every morning. That is the bonus of nursing one baby at a time. Yes, it takes a bit longer, but that one on one time is so awesome!

8:00am-I eat breakfast. I know that I better eat when I get the chance, otherwise it won't happen until after I get Georgia from school.

8:30am-Usually the other baby is awake by now and I'm nursing again. My early riser is either playing in the floor or in her bouncy seat while I'm feeding and cuddling her sister.

9:30am-The early riser usually wants a snack now...so more nursing!!!

10:00am-The sleepy head now wants a snack....you guessed it MORE NURSING!

10:30am-Time to get dressed! I change and dress each baby. This is when I would try to give a bath if its needed.

11:00am-Both babies are usually HUNGRY at this point and ready for lunch. I take a break from breast feeding and give them each a both of formula or if I have pumped breast milk, I will bottle feed that to them. I can bottle feed both girls at the same time. I sit in the middle of the couch and there is a baby on each side of me sitting in her Boppy. Also, this is when The Today Show goes off and so I usually turn the TV off.

12:00pm-Time for another diaper change. The babies are either playing or taking a nap or fighting sleep. Why do babies and kids fight sleep? Don't they know how AWESOME sleep is. No, they don't! Anyway, if it's a good day, the girls will take a nap now. Sometimes if they are playing, I will turn on the local noon news just to see whats happening around town. I've been watching more news recently.

12:30pm-Time to shower and get dressed. I know, it seems late in the day to just now be getting dressed. Since I'm breast feeding most of the morning, it's just easier to do that in my PJs. It never fails that when I try to shower, one or both of the babies will start crying as soon as I start my shower. Now, if I've already taken a shower the night before and all I need to do is freshen up and get dressed, no babies will cry all day. WHATEVER!

1:00pm-Time for my lunch....if I'm lucky. Sometimes its a bit later before I get to eat. You just never know how the day will play out.

2:00pm-If June and Evie haven't woken up yet, I will wake them for another bottle feeding. And I'll feed them both at the same time again. It really just saves so much time. After they eat, I check their diapers and we get ready to get Georgia from school.

2:40pm-Time to walk out the door to get Georgia. Both girls are in their car seats. Thank goodness they like their seats and the car ;)

3:00pm We are waiting on Georgia to get out of school. Sometimes I come early to get Georgia so I can have time to eat lunch or just have some quiet time and read a book or magazine or check my email! The twins almost always fall asleep on the drive to Georgia's school.

4:00pm Georgia starts her homework, if she has any. And if the twins are awake they each nurse.

5:00pm I start dinner or at least try to. I usually get a phone call around this time from Nolan letting me know that he is on his way home...yea!!!

5:30pm Nolan gets home and usually needs to give the girls a bottle while I'm finishing up dinner.

6:00pm Between now and 6:30pm I try to get dinner on the table.

7:00pm Both Nolan and I try to clean up after dinner. Most of the time, Nolan is stuck finishing the job while I am nursing the twins. That's just the way it goes. Georgia gets a bath if she needs one and gets ready for bed.

8:00pm Georgia's bedtime (I can't say that she is always in bed by this time, but we try). She usually gets a short story or two before she goes to sleep. Sometimes both Nolan and I get to tuck her in, sometimes it's just Nolan because I'm still feeding the twins. I hate that. I really like to tuck her in! And every once in a while I tuck Georgia in while Nolan finishes cleaning up the kitchen.

8:30pm Nolan and I hold babies and have some down time either watching TV (we are really into The Voice right now) or catching up on email and Facebook. We have been using our phones more and more to check email and Facebook. It's just easier when you are holding a baby. Lately they have been laying on the floor or sitting in their bouncy seats. It's nice not to always be holding a baby :) I know that I will miss this time, but right now the free moments I have are much welcomed.

9:30pm The twins usually start to get fussy and it's time for their bedtime feeding. Nolan will give them a diaper change and put them in their PJs. I usually lay on the couch and nurse one while he is cuddling the other. When the first twin gets done nursing, Nolan makes her a bottle. I start nursing the second twin while Nolan gets the other swaddled and rocks her. Most of the time, the twin who isn't nursing will take at least part of a bottle. When I'm done nursing the second twin, we switch. Nolan takes the second twins and repeats the process. I get to lay on the couch and cuddle the first twin. After the second twin finishes her bottle, Nolan rocks her until she is about asleep. Then she goes to bed. If the other twin isn't asleep cuddling with me on the couch, Nolan will rock her for a little bit and then put her to bed. This entire process takes a while, but it's now our routine and it works well for us. If both girls are still awake at 11pm, we will turn off the TV if it happens to be on and dim the lights in the living room.

11:30pm-Both girls are usually in bed by now. Hopefully they've been asleep for at least 30 minutes at this point. Nolan and I are doing the last few things that need to be done before we get ready for bed, like washing bottles, starting the dishwasher, doing laundry....whatever.

12:00am-Hopefully, we are both getting into bed by now. Sometimes a baby wakes at this point and needs a little rocking to settle down. Occasionally, that baby will want to eat again. So either Nolan will give a bottle or I will nurse.

Both babies have been sleeping from about 11:00pm until 7:30am. It's gotten SO MUCH BETTER. There for a while, I was waking up about every two hours to breast feed. And while I can do this laying in bed, it's not like I get to sleep through it. So, being up for an hour or so a couple of times during the night doesn't make for much sleep. It's kind of what you sign up for when you decide you want to have a baby, but that doesn't make it any easier or those nights any shorter!

We have more of a routine on the days that I'm home. The twins and I do get out and about....we don't like to stay at home all the time. Every Wednesday I go to help out in Georgia's class for 1 hour and I am back to doing some photography. My mom watches the twins for me if Nolan's not at home. It's a whole other process trying to leave the house without the twins. But I make it work.

So this is just a little glimpse into our world right now. Its always changing and always BUSY!



Thursday, November 1, 2012

1 Year Later


1 year has come and gone and I miss her just as much. October 11, 2011 I was in a much different place than I am today. October 11, 2011 I was waiting for my sweet baby girl Violet to enter the world sleeping. October 12, 2011 I was leaving my baby at the hospital and going home with nothing but tears. October 14, 2011 I was attending my baby girl's memorial service. October 15, 2011 I was trying to figure out how to go on with life.

Eventually, I did go on with life. It wasn't easy. In fact, it was pretty darn hard. But I feel like I've made it. While it still hurts that I can't touch my baby girl and it hurts that I can't see her running around and playing with her sisters and it hurts that I can't hear her laugh, I feel like I can go on and lead a happy life. And live a really happy life, not just pretend to live a happy life while the inside rots away.

1 year later. There are still things that I struggle with. I hate it when a day passes and I realize that I haven't thought about Violet. Ugh, that is so hard. How does a mother forget to at least think about her baby? Granted, those days don't happen very often. Usually at some point I will think about her. But there are days when I'm so busy tending to my girls here on Earth, that I just don't take that moment to stop and think about Violet. And then, all of the sudden, I get that moment when something reminds me of her and I'm taken back to how sad I was and how much my heart aches for her.

To mark the 1 year anniversary of Violet's passing, we did a balloon release at my parent's house. We got enough purple balloons for everyone. We passed around a few markers so that those who wanted to could write a message. We went into my parent's back yard and let them go. We watched them as long as we could. It was a lovely sight to see all those purple balloons in the air, floating up to heaven for our little girl.


This is Georgia's balloon for Violet. Since she couldn't write a message on the balloon, she drew a picture for Violet at school. Later that night she asked me if I thought that Violet liked her picture....she's such a sweet little girl and thinks of her sister all the time!


So, to those of you who helped us this past year through thoughts and prayers, meals brought to our home, cards sent to us, special gifts given to us or just having an ear to listen and a shoulder to lean on, THANK YOU!

A Little Update

Hey all....have you missed me? Life here is crazy and exhausting, but really good too. All three of my girls are keeping me on my toes. The twins leave me feeling like I can't get anything done most days, but they are so sweet and so cute. Right now they are sound asleep, all cuddled up together on my bed. It makes me smile to see them snuggle together!

October has come and gone. It seems that it went so fast! It always does, just like every month! Sometimes I would like for things to slow down, just a little bit, but no such luck.

Here are a few of the things that we did this month....

October 1-5: Georgia was on fall break from school. I was a little bit nervous about having all three girls by myself everyday for a full week, but things went better than I expected. Georgia is such a great helper with her sisters, that she actually makes my day easier. She was usually willing to give them a bottle when needed or comfort them with their pacifiers when necessary. She likes playing the little mommy role, that's for sure! And we were able to sneak a few fun things in there too. She spent the night with Mamaw and Papaw one night, the three girls and I went to Nolan's office and met him for lunch, we met Georgia's friend Lilly and her mommy and little bro at the zoo for an afternoon, and Georgia was able to go to her good friend Rose's house. All in all, she had a good week. And I didn't hear those dreaded words, "I'm bored!" too many times during her week off!

October 4: My birthday! To celebrate my 33 years on this earth my mama made me a wonderful birthday dinner and then the following Friday, Nolan took me out to dinner. A date, the two of us had a real date. And it was fun to get away from our kids for a couple of hours. Well, we were planning to be gone for a couple of hours, but then that couple of hours turned into 5 hours. Who knew that it took so long to eat fondue?

October 11: Violet's birthday. Hard to believe it has been a year since we last saw our girl. I'll write more about what we did later.

October 18: The twins had their 2 month well baby checks. Two months! Whew! The first thing the nurse said, "My Evelyn, you've gained weight!" And she had....Evie is was up to a whopping 9lbs 6oz and measured 22 inches long. And little Junie weighed in at 9lbs 2oz and measured 22 inches long. So the littlest one is now the biggest one! I said the week before that I thought Evie was bigger than June. It's funny because they are pretty much on the same eating schedule. It's not like Evie eats more than June all the time. Sure, there are times that Evie eats more and there are times that June will eat more. I don't know if they are just metabolizing differently or what. They also had to get 3 shots each. That is always hard to watch, but they bounced back quickly and didn't fuss too much. The nurse said as she left the room, "Well that wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be."I'm not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing.  But the best news is that they are doing just fine. Their next well baby check is at 4 months. It will be interesting to see how they have changed at that point.

October 18-21: Nolan's Aunt Brenda came for a visit. What a helper! She did a lot of baby holding and playing with little girls and that's just what we needed her to do! Georgia LOVES Brenda. Who doesn't really? We enjoyed her visit and hope that she comes back again soon. These babies still need someone to hold them!

October 23: I had my 6 week check up.Well, it was supposed to be a 6 week check up, but it was more like 8 weeks. My doctor had to reschedule my original appointment, which was at the beginning of the month. And I couldn't get back in for another 2 weeks between her schedule and mine. Everything is good with me. I'm back to being "normal" again. Well, except for the lack of sleep! Before my appointment, I took  Evie and June to Nolan's office and showed them off a bit. There were lots of oooos and ahhhhs.

October 27-31: We did all sorts of fun Halloween activities. I will try and write about that later too! And there are photos!

So that is just a little update. We are figuring things out. There is just not a lot of extra time. The only reason I'm able to do this now is because it's 1 AM and there is a baby girl who is very tired but will not go to sleep. But at least she likes to sit in her bouncy seat. I'm hoping that helps her fall asleep and we can go to bed soon!

Friday, September 28, 2012

So, What Have You Learned?

I'm back. Well at least for this week. I had to make a real effort to get this blog out there. Having twins is no joke kids....let me tell you. It's a lot of hard work. Maybe someday I'll tell you all about what life with newborn twins is like. But now that I'm starting to come out of fog that lack of sleep has caused, I found that I'm missing bits and pieces of my old life....the things that I did for myself and this blog was one of the things I missed the most. I missed my ToT friends, I missed writing my weekly updates and I missed hearing from all my readers. So I can't promise that I will be writing every week, but hopefully I will be able to get back into a routine. So here is this weeks ToT post.....

Life Lessons....hmm....what have I learned along the way? Well, lets see.

1. Bad things happen to good people. It stinks and you don't deserve it, but being a good person does not make you exempt.

2. God has nothing to do with it. A lot of people go through a time when they blame God about things that happened to them, like, "why did God let this happen to me?" I just don't buy that. I can't wrap my head around God letting bad things happen when it could have been stopped. I think that there must be some sort of rule that God is just not going to jump in and change what happens in life...good or bad. I don't think that God let my baby die. I don't blame God for letting my baby die and causing me and my family pain. I think that it just happened, simple as that.

3. It's important to make an effort to keep in contact with friends. I have friends from high school and college that I talk to on a regular basis. I love having those relationships....those people that knew me back in the day, not just as Georgia's mom.

4. It takes a village....not only to raise a child, but to live life. I love surrounding myself with people who challenge me and make me think. People who love me and support me. It makes living in this world a lot easier.

5. Its better to pay a little bit more for items that are well made rather than buying something because it's the cheapest. Most of the time, if you pay a little bit more, you will get something that lasts a little longer. Or it might be better quality. Or it might fit a little better. Whatever the case, don't just buy something because it's cheap.

6. Learn how to cook. It's important to cook at home. It's healthier and cheaper. My kids will all have a couple of recipes under their belts when they leave the house.

7. Pay your bills on time....I hate to pay bills (which is why Nolan does this...even though he hates it too), but what I hate even more is to pay a bill late and get that dreaded late fee. I don't want to pay anymore than I owe, especially not to any big company that's making mega bucks. I would rather keep it in my own pocket, thank you very much.

8. Along the lines of #7 Don't get caught up in having all the stuff. You don't need it and its nice to have a little bit of money stashed away for a rainy day.

9. Have family traditions. It builds memories. I want my children to look back and have many fond memories of our life together.

10. Eat well. Don't eat a bunch of junk, it just makes you feel gross and you end up packing on the pounds.

11. Exercise. Even when you don't feel like it. You never regret working out, but you always regret NOT working out.

12. Do a load of laundry every day. It's terrible to get behind.

13. Be respectful. Even if you disagree with someone, you can be respectful about it.

14. Send sympathy cards. We got so many cards after Violet's death and it was uplifting to get those little notes from our friends and family. It didn't take a lot of time or money to send the card, but knowing that they were thinking about us meant the world.

15. Tell your spouse you love them....all the time.

16. Always be open to learning something new.

17. Take a lot of photos. Not only do I love to take photos, but I love to look at them. Oh and take the time to get the printed.

18. Say NO sometimes. It's OK, really it is. Sometimes there is just too much going on that you just can't add one more thing to your list.

19. Help people with babies. I've recently been reminded of how much easier this makes life with little ones. We've had so many meals brought to us by friends and family. And there were others who came over and watched the girls while I took a shower or went to pick up Georgia from school and that was so helpful! And there were others...strangers out there who held a door or picked something up for me or let me go in line ahead of them.....those small things mean a lot when you are just trying to get through the day.

20. And lastly, have fun. Life is hard enough, don't make it any harder. Laugh a lot, do things you love, more importantly be with those you love and by all means have a good time!


Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Two Weeks Later

Sports fans, it's been two weeks since our lovely little twins entered the world screaming, crying and naked! Our world has been turned upside down in a really good way. Sure we are sleep deprived and have a bit of cabin fever, but I wouldn't trade a minute of it. These little ladies have brought so much joy and happiness to our lives in the two short weeks that they have been here that I can't even describe it. A friend sent me a comment on Facebook and it said, "May your hearts be fuller than your hands" and boy is that true, my heart  is overflowing!

So, two weeks ago last Friday, I went into the hospital to be induced. I was 39 weeks pregnant with these twins. Seriously, who would have thought that I would have made it that long? I certainly didn't, especially since at 32 weeks or so I was put on bed rest and had started to dilate already. It seemed that labor would start in the very near future.
I was having contractions for weeks and weeks and at my last OB appointment, I was 3cm dilated. That was encouraging. That is when the doctor and I made the plan to induce by Friday if I had not started labor on my own by then. We thought certainly that labor would have started by then. As Friday approached, it became clear to me that labor would not be starting on its own. 
Back to Friday, Nolan took me to the hospital and both of us were a little bit nervous about the entire thing. Sure we had been through this before. Sure we had a lovely 5 year old daughter to prove that. We also have an urn full of ashes that proves that sometimes things don't go as planned. Those thoughts always linger in the back of your mind. ALWAYS. 
We were shown to our room right away and met our first RN right away and we got things started. I changed into my lovely hospital gown....you know those are so flattering, right? Then my RN did an exam and I was already dilated to 5cm...all on my own. YEAH! And then monitors were placed on my oh so large tummy. Baby A's heartbeat was found right away, but Baby B, oh Baby B, was being difficult. Since she was laying under Baby A it was difficult to get her heartbeat AND she kept wiggling around so that made things even worse. I felt bad moving fearing that my RN would have to come back in and try to find her heartbeat again. 
Eventually things worked out and both babies stayed on the monitor most of the time. I then got my epidural right away, because my OB was afraid that the babies would come to quickly and I wouldn't have time to get one if I waited. After that I thought that I was just waiting for my OB to come and break my water. Well, I didn't realize that the nurse had already started pitocin. Um, that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted to avoid that if possible. I wanted to have my water broken and see what happened. But, you know what, that is OK, things turned out just fine. I assume that there was just some sort of misunderstanding, because my OB said that she was fine breaking my water before the pitocin.
Around noon my OB came in to break my water. She said that I was at 7cm at that point and she was going to be just down the hall so it shouldn't be too much longer. Well, finally at 5pm, I was dilated to 10cm. Not much longer equaled 5 hours. My OB was finishing up with her last appointment of the day so she asked that I wait to push until she got there. She didn't want to miss it. 
So, at 5pm I was wheeled down to the operating room (this is standard for a twin delivery just in case an emergency c section has to be performed). I told my parents and Georgia as I left my room I would be back in about 10 minutes. I had no idea how close I would come.
Around 5:15pm I was given the go ahead to start pushing. After a few good hard pushes, at 5:27pm Evelyn Paulette Fletcher Lichti entered the world. She filled the world with her vibrant screams. And as she was placed on my chest and I was able to fully see this little being who had been growing inside me, I knew from that moment who she looked like....my sweet Violet. Really, it's uncanny. It's almost like I get the chance to see what Violet would have looked like growing up.....that we've been given a second chance with her. It's a reminder everyday that there is someone else who is apart of our family, and that makes my so happy.
My OB then asked if I was ready to go again because Baby B was ready. So Evie was taken to be examined and I was ready to do the hard work again. After a few pushes at 5:35pm June Elizabeth Fletcher Lichti was born. When she was placed on my chest and I immediately noticed how different she and Evie look. There was no doubt in my mind that they were fraternal twins and not identical. Both looked beautiful and healthy, but they indeed looked different.
Both gals were checked out and given a clean bill of health. Evie weighed 6# 3oz and was 19 inches long. June weighed 6# 11oz and was 19 1/2 inches long. That is a great size for twins. From the ultrasounds I had done during pregnancy, everyone was assuming that they would be over 6# and that Baby B (June) would be bigger than Baby A (Evie).
One of the nurses that was running back and forth between the OR and my hospital room, said that she could not walk back into my room and face that little girl in there without babies. She said that it was time for me to head back. So with both babies on my chest we were wheeled back to my room. The babies were raising their little heads to see what the heck was going on.
It was such a relief to see my baby girls, to hear them cry and to hold them in my arms. It was such a different experience than the last time we were there. This time instead of sadness and sorrow, we had happiness.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Tomorrow's The Big Day

Tomorrow is the big day. The day we have been waiting for since December 16 when I got a positive pregnancy test. Tomorrow I will be holding my twins and swaddling them and comforting their cries. Tomorrow will be a day of mixed emotion as I think about me and Nolan, Georgia, and sweet little Violet. I hope that she knows she is a big sister too and that we want the twins to know all about her and how special she is to us.

Georgia is a little nervous. Today when I picked her up from school she told me that she didn't want me to go back to the hospital. I asked her why and she said she didn't know. Then I asked her if it was because of what happened the last time, when Violet died. She said yes. Sometimes, you just don't realize how much things effect these little ones. And the entire time we were mourning for Violet, Georgia kept telling us that she "wasn't sad." She might not have been sad, but she associates going to the hospital with Violet's death and she knows that made Mommy and Daddy very sad. And I know that she was very disappointed that Violet is in heaven and not living with us at our house. I am sure that she doesn't want any of that to happen again and this is what is making her nervous. And frankly, I'm a little nervous too. I am trusting that everything is going to be just fine and we will walk out of the hospital Sunday with two baby girls to bring home, but there are always those thoughts that linger in the back of your mind.....those what ifs.

Tonight Georgia and Herbie are spending the night at my parent's house. Georgia will come up to the hospital after school tomorrow. She had the choice of coming with us or going to school. She wants to go to school. And really, that is probably the best thing. That way she will be distracted and have something fun to do while babies are being born. She doesn't care much about what happens before, she just wants to see them after they are born. When we left, she gave me a hug and kiss and then gave my belly one last hug and two last kisses. She said, "see you tomorrow, you two." I'm going to miss those sweet little belly hugs!

And so, while we are all a little nervous and Nolan and I still can't believe this is happening to us, we are ready and waiting to meet our dear little ones. And I can't believe that this is my last pregnancy blog. I will probably keep you all up to date about the delivery, but after that there will be no more pregnancy talk. Weird. It seems that this pregnancy has gone very fast, except for the last few weeks that have been moving at a snail's pace.

So, I bid you all a farewell until I find time to blog again.....and really, who knows when that will be. It might be while I'm in the hospital or it might be 3 months from now. Right now I'm praying for a fast, peaceful, and healthy delivery for my twins, so please keep that in your prayers too. Good night!

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

ToT-Nicknames

This week's topic for ToT is nicknames. Did you have one growing up? Where did it come from? Who gave it to you? Is there a meaning behind it?

I did have a few nicknames growing up. Mostly they were based off of my name. Nothing too surprising there. I actually enjoy it when people have nicknames. I love hearing the stories behind the nickname. I love the endearment that comes with having a nickname. It seems when people give you a nickname, they really like you. I like to be liked! Well, here are my nicknames...prepare to be amazed.

Nancy Girl-my Mom and Dad were the ones to call me this most of the time. I believe that it came from my Grandpa's cousin, who I visited on several occasions with my parents. Somehow she started calling me Nancy Girl and it just stuck with my parents. Every once in a while, they still call me that. I think it's cute.

Nanny Goat-Pretty much hate that one. So, my good friend and fellow ToT blogger, Sarah called me that one day in Kindergarten. I've hated it ever since. I think that I told her to stop calling me that. I know that she meant no harm in it, even then I knew that she wasn't being mean.....it's just not my thing. But this is kind of how I remember Sarah and I becoming such good friends. Her mom is named Nancy and I believe that she was called Nanny Goat....and the rest is history!

Nanners-This was another one I had in high school. I believe that another friend named Sarah started calling me this. And it hung around for a few people in college too.

Fletch-My youth pastor, Pastor Bob, started this. I loved the nickname Fletch. Its a cool nickname, if nicknames can be cool. He even made me watch one of the Fletch movies with Chevy Chase. Several of my friends started calling me Fletch during high school as well, especially those I went to church with.

Rooski-Tobin and Shannon, am I spelling this correctly? This is what you call me right? Or is it Nanc-A-Rooski? Hmmm, I'm not sure. See Tobin and Shannon are my in laws. They are fun loving people and love to hand out a nickname. I learned about this nickname when we were bowling one time. I was surprised to learn that I had been given a nickname by them. I had no idea....they never called me that in person, but I guess when they talk about Nolan and Nancy, they use Nol-Dog and Rooski. Again, fun and I feel a term of endearment! If they only knew what we call them! Eh, it's just Tobin and Shannon....we have no creative nicknames. Sorry guys. We love you anyway.

Last but not least.....the most common of all my nicknames.....

Nan-Everyone calls me Nan....my parents, my brother, my in laws, my hubby, my friends. I believe that is my preferred name. I don't mind Nancy. I've come to like my name (that wasn't always the case), but I really like to be called Nan.

So I guess I have a lot of nicknames. They were all given to me by special people and I love them all in their own way. Do you have a nickname?

38 Weeks-Part Deux

Today I had my final OB appointment. No more ultrasounds. No more NST. No more waiting at the OB office for hours to see my doctor. It's such a good feeling. So here's the good word on what happened today.

1:30-I arrived at my OB office and up first was my ultrasound. Vicki took me back and she was shocked that I had not had my babies yet. She said that she saw my name on the schedule and thought it had to be some sort of mistake. She was certain that I had delivered by now. But no, I had not delivered and there I was waiting for my ultrasound.
Everything looked great. Baby A, still head down, heartbeat was a 140, and her estimated weight is 6lbs 13oz. She did her breathing exercises and wiggled around enough to get a perfect score on her biophysical profile.
Baby B. Well, sweet little Baby B. She has wiggled herself into a new position once again. She is laying under Baby A in kind of a diagonal way. She is still mostly head down but also a little bit transverse. But more importantly, she did all the things that she needed to do and also passed her biophysical profile. Her estimated weight is 7lbs 2oz and her heartbeat was at 143.
Now many of you might be saying at this point, "Holy crap, that's a lot of baby in there." Well yes there is a lot of baby in there. But here is what Vicki had to say about their estimated weight....they get this estimation by measuring the femur bone. So, it's not the most accurate way to measure the weight, but really there isn't a better way to do it. Vicki said that she didn't think that Baby B was really going to be 7lbs+. She said that both babies are probably well into the 6lb range, but not 7lbs or more. That was a bit of relief. I mean, I want the babies to be as big as possible, but I am also hoping for quick delivery on both babies and not much damage to my girl parts (sorry if that was TMI).

2:30-Time for my NST. Beatrice once again took me back. I'm pretty sure that she is the only person who does the NSTs. I keep telling her that one day she will not see me, and yet, I keep showing up for these appointments. She's going to think that I'm lying to her!
Anyway, she got both babies hooked up and the contraction monitor hooked up and left me to rest while listening to Baby B's glorious heartbeat! I was keeping an eye on the contraction monitor and at one point it was even at 0, meaning NOTHING was going on. Well, my irritated uterus must have sensed that I was getting a bit irritated because all of the sudden I started having contractions. At first they weren't any big deal, just a little bit uncomfortable. Then at one point the monitor shot up to 100 (that's as high as it goes). Still I really didn't feel too much because that one really didn't last too long. But there were several contractions noted while I was hooked up to the machine and they were more intense than they have been before. During one, I was breathing heavy and sweating a little bit because it was relentless. Usually I can deal with the pain because it doesn't last too long, but this one was pretty uncomfortable and lasted for some time.
Anyway, both babies passed their last NST. YEA!

Sometime after 4-Nolan showed up to see the OB with me. Before too long she was in the room. It had been 6 weeks since I had last seen her. She went over the results of the ultrasound and NST. She was very pleased with the babies and with me (my BP and weight are all really good). She did an exam and not only am I dilated 3cm, but she could also feel Baby A's head. She thinks that once labor starts, it's going to go very quickly, especially for Baby A since she is so low. Nolan told her that sometimes I feel like this baby is going to fall right out. She said that she could completely understand why I felt that way, because her head is so low. So sorry again about the TMI....I suppose I should warn you before hand. Well, you are reading a blog entry about pregnancy so, maybe you should know that I'm going to be mentioning all of this.
The doc wanted to set me up with a date to induce. She said sometime next week. WHAT? That's not what the other OB or the NP said on my last two visits. They said sometime between 38 and 39 weeks. Well, Dr Voelkel said that she waits until 39 weeks. I informed her that I will be 39 weeks on Friday and she said, "lets do it!"
So here's the deal, if labor has not started by Friday, I will go into the hospital to be induced. She said that she could either start pitocin right away and then get an epidural and THEN have my water broken or I could have my water broken first. I'm leaning towards breaking my water first. Dr Voelkel is really worried that she will not get there in time to deliver Baby A because she has a surgery scheduled that morning as well. So we are waiting on the office to get back with  us about a time. I told her that I really didn't care who delivered my babies at this point....I would love for it to be her, but I just need someone who knows what they are doing down there to catch them. I'll take care of the rest.
As we were getting ready to leave, Dr Voelkel did say that she would be surprised if I make it to Friday considering the contractions I'm having and that I'm already dilated and Baby A is so low. So, we will see. I have been having contractions since we left the office. Nothing major, nothing to make me think that I'm going into labor right now, but just enough that I know things are working down there.

So it sounds like before the week is over Nolan and I will be welcoming two more daughters into our family. It's such an exciting time, but it's also pretty nerve racking. At least we have wonderful family and friends to help us along the way. It really does take a village and we will be using that village! We will keep you posted ever faithful readers!

Sunday, August 12, 2012

38 Weeks-Wishing and Hoping and Thinking and Praying....

38 weeks people.Actually, 38 weeks and 2 days.  Right now, as I'm sitting here typing this blog, I feel like labor is never going to start. I have been having all kinds of aches and pains that have made me think that labor will happen anytime, but it hasn't. I even told Nolan weeks ago that I thought things were winding down for sure. I didn't even have these aches and pains before Georgia was born and I went into labor naturally with her. Right now, I'm a woman with little patience.

Last week I did go back to the OB office for another NST (that was the second one of the week). Everything once again looked great. Both babies have strong heartbeats and they were going up and down like they are supposed to at this point. Also the babies had great movement. Baby A had to be stirred up a little bit with the horn, but once that woke her up, she was wiggling around just like her sister.

Another thing that I kept my eye on was the contraction monitor. When I was in earlier in the week, I had 3 or 4 contractions in the 45 minutes that I was hooked up to the machine. AWESOME!!!! This time, I asked about the contractions and I was told that I didn't have any this time (I was only there for about 30 minutes since both babies did such a good job), but it did show that my uterus was irritated. FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC! My uterus is not the only thing that's irritated, I can tell you that much. Beatrice went on to explain that I probably am having more contractions throughout the day, but I just didn't have any during the 30 minutes that I was hooked up to the machine. Eh, that didn't really make me feel better, but whatever. I guess I'll take what I can get. At least the babies are doing well in their crammed quarters.

So I go back to the OB office on Tuesday IF I have not gone into labor by then. I have my usual ultrasound (they will be doing measurements this time), NST and then seeing my OB (as long as she doesn't have to leave right before my appointment for an emergency). And as I mentioned in my week 37 blog, we are going to talk about inducing. I really want these babies to come on their own, but I'm also tired and I hurt and I'm grouchy and I'm anxious and I'm uncomfortable and I've been pregnant FOREVER! I know that when you are induced you carrying a higher risk of having the dreaded C section. I had medication to help with my labor with Georgia and I had to be induced with Violet, so I don't think that it will cause me to need a C section. AND to put it bluntly, Baby A is like ready to fall out. I have no idea how she has not caused labor to start. Seriously, when labor does start, I don't think it will take very long for her to make her way out. It seems like a couple of good pushes and she will be here.

So, Nolan is going to come with me on Tuesday (at least to talk with my OB) and we can figure this out together. He knows that I'm so done. Once we get all the info, we can make a decision. At least, if I haven't gone into labor by Tuesday, I will get to talk to my OB finally.

As a side note, we have been trying to get this labor thing started. I have been working around the house like a busy little bee. Let's see, Wednesday I went walking with Sarah and her sweet boy James (we were doing the same thing last year for her, boy these August babies). I had several contractions while walking, but nothing that lasted after we were finished. Thursday, I stayed up until about 2am finishing the curtain for the nursery because I was sure that labor was going to start this weekend. At least I got the curtain done. Friday, I spent the day relaxing for the most part. I was able to go back to sleep after Nolan left to take Georgia to school (since I had stayed up until 2am the night before) and then I went for a prenatal massage, thanks again Sarah for the gift certificate! That was pretty much great. It had been suggested to us by several friends that we should go out for Mexican food to induce labor. So, we did. The food was good, the service was spacey and I was insulted by a woman sitting in the booth behind us. If you've read Facebook, you know what I'm talking about. So, not a great evening out to dinner, but it would have made it all better if labor had started! Saturday, my mom came over and we cleaned for the afternoon. Again, contractions throughout the day, but nothing that started labor. That night we out for Cajun....I poured the hot sauce on my red beans and rice...then we went walking around the baby store. Again, more contractions that led nowhere. Today, we decided to skip out on church and spend the day as a family. We slept in and then had a late lunch and decided to walk these babies out at the Indiana state fair. We spent about 2 hours walking around the fair. Again more contractions while we were walking around and I've even had some since we've been home, but well....we are still waiting for labor to start. Hmmm.....

I guess there is always tomorrow.......

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

The London Games

I've been just slightly obsessed with the Olympics. The TV comes on around 8am and I watch the coverage on The Today Show and stays on until I go to bed. I love watching, pretty much everything. So, I'm stealing an idea from my good friend Rachel at She Thinks. She Says. She made a list about why she is obsessed with the Olympics, so, I thought I would too.



1. It's good family fun. Not only have I been watching non stop coverage, but so has the rest of my household. When we are home, the TV is tuned in to the Olympics. Georgia has been exposed to so many different sports since the summer games started. She's decided that she's going to do synchronized diving and one of the twins will be her partner. We informed her that she is going to have to be OK with putting her head completely under water for this sport. We'll see. 

2. Gymnastics. I've been keeping tabs on both the men's and women's teams. It was thrilling to see all the success, but heartbreaking to watch the disappointment. It's always hard to see someone get upset and know that their dreams have been dashed, but they are so young!!! And those cameras are just shoved in their faces. I don't know how their mothers handle that. But, the highlights for me were of course seeing Gabby win the all around gold medal, watching the women's team get the gold, and seeing Dannell Leyva come back and win the bronze medal in the all around competition. What great strength and determination both teams have, they amaze me. 

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3. Swimming. Really, how could you watch any of these games without hearing about what happened in the pool? It seemed like everyone was talking about Michael Phelps. And really, why shouldn't they? He really is something. And how about that Missy Franklin? She seems like such the girl next door. I'm so glad that they both did well as well as the entire team. It seemed that the USA dominated the pool. 

4. Women's Indoor Volleyball. Man, those girls can play. It's great watching them. It really makes me wish I would have made the team back in the day.....I tried out, but was cut. Boo! I think that it would have been so fun!

5. Women's Beach Volleyball. I have no idea how two people can run around in the sand for that long. I get tired walking in the sand. And then to have both USA teams in the gold medal match AMAZING!

6. Watching Serena Miller's gold medal winning tennis match. She dominated. And, even though she's won so many other matches, you could tell that this was special. 

7. Oscar Pistorius from South Africa. He is absolutely charming and his story is touching. I'm pretty sure that I have a crush on him. 

8. Water Polo. WOW! Seems like they are trying to drown each other out there. I'm pretty sure that I would come up gasping for breath, but it's all in a days work for these men and women. 

9. Diving. How in the world do they dive and make no splash. Blows my mind. 

10. Kirani James from Grenada. What a classy fellow! He had such respect for Pistorius that he exchanged bibs with him at the end of the their heat. And winning Grenada's first gold medal.....amazing. And he wanted to do it for his country and his people, not just for himself. We were able to watch some Grenadians watch the race and they were going nuts over it. NUTS. Can you imagine, that is the ONLY person you have to root for from your country and you get to witness him winning the gold! What a fantastic feeling that must have been for not only him, but for his country. Way to go Kirani!

So the games will end this weekend and that makes me sad. But all good things must come to an end. I don't think that I would love the Olympics as much if they happened every year. When they only come around every 4 years, they keep that special quality. I hope that you all have watched some of the games. If you haven't you better tune in before it's too late. 

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

16

This weeks ToT post is all about writing a letter to your 16 year old self......


Dear 16 year old Nancy, 

16.....that was 16 years ago. My how your life has turned out. Things have happened that you never dreamed. And you aren't really living the life you thought you would be living. You aren't doing what you thought you would be doing. And really, believe me, that's OK. Life is good, so don't worry about it. 

Just a few pieces of advice......

Listen to your parents more. You can still be who you want to be, but just have more open ears. Consider taking their advice every once in a while. 

Explore your interest in photography before you reach your 30s. Sure it's expensive...but trust me, you're good at it. 

Work harder on music. Your natural talent will only get you so far. And really, you will find it very disappointing that you didn't work harder. You will never know what could have been. You should believe in yourself more, because you know what....you're pretty darn good. 

Don't decide on a college major right away. Take some general classes and take some time to figure out what you really want to do, it will surprise you what you end up not enjoying anymore. 

Keep up with running. You will run a mini marathon when you are 30....who knew you could do that, huh? Just a little surprise. 

That boy that has the funny laugh....keep your eye on him. He will be the very best thing that happened to you. TRUST ME! No one else holds a candle to him. And you know what, he sure does think that you're all that and a bag of chips.

Work harder at school. Again, you will be disappointed that you didn't. 

All of those little pieces of advice are meant just to help you out a little bit. Don't worry that I think back to what you were like then and turn my head in shame. That is just silly. You are a sweet, caring person. You often put others first. You don't follow the crowd because its the cool thing. You are a good girl and I'm sure your parents are thankful for that. You are genuinely liked by your peers because you are nice to everyone. Keep on being nice. 

And just so you know, your life isn't sunshine and roses. Most of the time, things are great. But there times when things get really bad. You have to endure something that most people will never even think about. It's pretty bad. But, here's the thing, you are so much stronger than you ever knew you were. You get through this and things look good again. You will never be able to forget what happened, but you will be able to move on from it. You will be able to deal with it. And you remember that boy with the funny laugh, he's going to be there with you every step of the way. He's going through this too and your relationship will be stronger than ever afterwards. 

As I end this letter to you, remember the words that I've written to you. Take them to heart and remember that I was there....and in the end, things turn out A-OK!

Love Always,
Your 32 year old self


School Days




I heard this song the night before Georgia started school. She was getting a bath and I was getting her clothes laid out for the next morning and fixing her lunch. As the words played and I listened to them, I began to shed a tear or two (don't ask Nolan how many tears I shed because he might have a different story) as I thought about the journey that she was starting. I met a life long friend in Kindergarten. Maybe she will too. 




We're Going To Be Friends
Fall is here, Hear the yell
Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walkin' blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are going to be friends
Yes, I can tell that we are going to be friends
Walk with me Susie Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We can rest upon the ground 
And look at all the bugs we found
Safely walk to school without a sound
We safely walk to school without a sound
Well here we are no one else
We walk to school all by ourselves
There's dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now it's time to learn
We clean up and now it's time to learn
Numbers, letters learn to spell
Nouns and books and show n tell
Play time we will throw the ball
Then back to class through the hall
The teacher marks our height against the wall
The teacher marks our height against the wall
And we don't notice any time pass
Because we don't notice anything
And we sit side by side in every class
The teacher thinks that I sound funny
But she likes it when you sing
Tonight I'll dream in my bed
While silly thoughts run through my head
Of the bugs and alphabet
And when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
That you and I will walk together again
Because I can tell that we are going to be friends
I can tell that we are going to be friends

37 weeks-FULL TERM



Really folks, who goes full term with twins? Um, me. My body is made to carry babies. I don't gain a ton of weight, I don't retain water and swell up even when the temperatures reach the high 90s, I don't waddle, I have a cervix of steel, I am able to go full term without an issue.....trust me all of these things and many more have been tested with this twin pregnancy.

Everything I read kept saying, "most twins are born between 32 and 37 weeks." We began preparing for their big arrival about a month ago and nothing! Not that I'm complaining because this means that our baby girls will not have to go to the NICU and will be able to come home with us from the hospital. That is the real blessing. And I'm so happy that I am able to share my body with these two wee lasses.  But now that we've reached this point, I'm ready for them to be out. I'm uncomfortable and I want to be able to reach my toes again. And, I'm carrying over 12lbs of baby....that's a lot. My back hurts, my hips hurt, my belly hurts. And I feel like I've been kicked in the crotch....sorry for the TMI.

Monday I went for my 37 week OB appointment, ultrasound and NST. Everything looked great for all three appointments. Both babies are still head down. Heartbeats were all good. Both babies had good movement and did their breathing exercises. Everything seems to be going well. The NST did show that I was having some mild contractions. It was nothing painful, but I just had a tightening feeling across my belly. I had either 3 or 4 during the 45 minutes that I was having the NST done. So, it seems like things are moving in the right direction. God willing and the creek don't rise (I just love random little sayings like that so I thought I would throw that in for a little flare!)

I met with the NP. She actually voiced some concern about how I haven't seen Dr Voelkel in a really long time and that I won't get to see her until after I hit the 38 week mark....it will have been since 32 weeks that I've seen my OB and talked with her. So the NP explained a little bit more about what happens if I am still pregnant at my 38 week appointment. She said that as long as both babies and myself are doing just fine that I can stay pregnant until 40 weeks (they don't recommend going past that point because of the size of the babies). And if I want to do that, the staff there will fully support that decision. But, if this pregnancy is taking a toll on my body and I'm ready to have these babies, as long as the babies are healthy enough to be born (which they already are) labor can be induced after 38 weeks. She asked if I had any idea of how I was feeling at this point, if I was wanting to wait it out or if I wanted some medical intervention. Right now I'm leaning on the side of taking some meds and getting this thing started. I would love to go into labor naturally and I hope that I do, but if I reach next Tuesday and still am not making much progress towards labor and delivery, I will opt for the meds at that point....I think. For me the discomfort plays a role, but also, I think that I will just feel better when the babies are born. After going through Violet's death, I often wonder about the health of my babies and I think that seeing them and knowing for sure that they are happy and healthy will ease my mind a bit. I just want to see them and hold them and stop all the anxious feelings that I have every time I realize its been an hour or two since I've felt them move.

The NP explained a little bit more about what would happen if I were to be induced. Next week Dr Voelkel will examine me to see if I have dilated any more and if I've effaced. If you don't know what effacement is, check it out. As of last week, I am 1cm dilated and 40% effaced. So, the process has started, which is great. And since she didn't check me this week, things could be different by now. All of the cramping feelings that I have been having are all working towards dilating and effacing my cervix. So, if for some reason I have not effaced more, I will have to have that terrible medication inserted behind my cervix again....the one that I had to use so Violet could be delivered. If I have to use that again, that might make me want to wait a little while longer....it might feel too much like Violet's delivery.

Anyway, once I've effaced to 100% they will administer Pitocin. I had Pitocin with Georgia and it was terrible. It makes your contractions come stronger and more frequently. And you have to be on fetal monitors, which means that there is no getting up and walking around, you are stuck in bed until after you deliver. The reason I was given Pitocin with Georgia was because I had been in labor for around 24 hours and while I was having strong contractions and they were close together, I was not dilating. The Pitocin worked. But the time that I had between when the pitocin was administered and when I got an epidural almost brought me to my breaking point. The contractions were coming so fast that I could not get any relief. Once the epidural took effect, I was fine. I didn't have so much pain meds that I couldn't feel the contractions, but it was just enough to make it bearable. Now, if I am already fully effaced and dilated 3 or 4cm next Tuesday, the NP said that they can always try to just break my water and see how that goes first before administering any Pitocin.

So, in my ideal world, I would just go into labor on my own and my water would break naturally. Then I could go to the hospital get my epidural and deliver my baby girls. My second best case scenario would be to be fully effaced and dilated to 4cm next Tuesday, then go into the hospital and have them break my water. Hopefully then my labor would progress enough that I wouldn't need any Pitocin. I know that what I want to happen and what will actually happen might be two different things. So, I really need to think about what I want to do if I'm still pregnant next week and if I would need pitocin to start labor. Would I wait it out? Would I go for it? I'm leaning towards going for it, but I still go back and forth.

A few things that I do know about my labor and delivery is that I'm going to have an epidural. There is no way that I'm going to chance the doctors needing to manually turn Baby B (even though she is head down now, she does have room to move) and me not having any pain meds in my body. That might be more painful than delivery. I have heard that they will try to move baby by pushing on your abdomen or they will just reach inside and get the baby....either way, it does NOT sound like something that should be done with out some pain medication. So, no one talk to me about natural child birth. It will fall on deaf ears. And all of you know that I am going to have a vaginal delivery unless something goes terribly wrong....which it won't so lets not even have that as an option.

So, there is a bit of insight into what we are up to now that we have reached 37 weeks. We'll see what the next few days hold. Right now, I'm trying to walk and do as much housework as possible. I do feel contractions when I'm up and moving around, so I'm just hoping that one of these times they will just keep going. Keep us in your thoughts and prayers as our time as a family of three draws closer to an end.



Friday, August 3, 2012

Dear Baby Girls-A Letter To My Twins

Dear Baby A and Baby B,

Soon we won't be calling you Baby A and Baby B, we will be calling you by your names. I feel a little weird calling you by your name right now. I don't want to jinx anything. I mean, what if I call you by your name and then one of you is a boy instead of a girl? I would feel a little bit bad about that. Now that doesn't mean that I think that there is the possibility that one of you could be a boy, we've had so many ultrasounds, by so many different ultrasound techs and they all say two girls. But....Mommy likes to play it safe.

Right now you guys are wiggling around. I can see elbows, heels and little rear ends poking out. I'm so glad that you are both wiggly gals. I know that I can usually just put my hand on my tummy and feel at least one of you moving. It's just a bit of reassurance and Mommy needs that every now and then. And Daddy and Georgia like to feel you move and watch my belly go up and down with your little dances too.

I have so many hopes and dreams for you both. I hope you arrive here safely. That's #1 on my list right now because that should be coming any day now. Our family is just waiting for you to get here. We are excited. We are nervous. We are scared. Taking care of twins is going to be wonderful and exhausting. Our emotions  are on both ends of the spectrum. At least these are things that Daddy and I are feeling. Georgia is just so excited to become your big sister. That is why she can't wait for you to get here!

Other hopes and dreams I have for you are for when you grow up. I hope that you love being apart of our family. I want you to love our craziness as much as I do. We like to be together, we are a close knit group. I hope that you enjoy that.
I hope that you both look up to Georgia. She's one amazing little girl who has brought so much happiness and joy into our lives. I think that you will find her smart, funny, energetic, and full of love for you both.
I hope that you feel loved everyday of your life. Always know that Daddy and I will love you both forever. But I hope that as you grow into adulthood, you find someone that loves, respects and honors you as much as Daddy does me. It is such a blessing to have him as my lifelong companion.
I hope that you are kind to one another. Please don't fight, at least not too much. And don't say something that you will regret and want to take back later. Words hurt, and sometimes those wounds take longer to heal.
I hope you use your talents. Don't be afraid because something seems hard, go for it and you never know, you might just make it!

I have so many hopes and dreams for you, but most of all I want you to be my daughters. I want you to be Georgia's sisters. I want us to love each other and be happy. I want to make memories with you. I want your childhood to be filled good times that you can look back on fondly.
So my darlings....I'll leave you with this famous quote from A.A. Milne, "Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think."

Love,
Mama

PS I can't wait to meet you!!