Thursday, April 29, 2010

The Birthday Bonanza

This is the first year we have made a big deal out of Sonya's birthday.  I hate to admit it, but we didn't  give her cake on her first birthday.  I don't remember if we even got her a present.  When she turned two Teddy was a little over two weeks old, so a party seemed a little crazy at the time.  Again, I don't think she got a gift from Josh and I.  Wait I lied, we did get her (and Teddy) a swing set, and we did do a group birthday with all of the cousins in our family a month after her birthday, but this is the first year we made it all about her.  We taught her the actual date of her birthday and how old she was going to be so when you ask her how old she was going to be on her birthday her response was,"April 28 3!!"  She also learned Teddy's birthday since they are so close.  Josh and I thought about the gifts we wanted to give her this year.  We didn't want to go to crazy, but get her a few things she would love.  These are the gifts we decided on...


When we told her she was getting presents she of course requested blue presents.  
Here you go blue presents.

Josh took the day off work so we could go to the Zoo and go to one of Sonya's favorite lunch spots, Woofies for a hot dog.  Plans got a little derailed because big baby Tedward was up from 1:30am-4:30am the night before Sonya's birthday.  The poor guy had had a fever for the past two days and then when he did not sleep, I was pretty sure he had an ear infection.  So Teddy and I headed to the doctor's office and I was right, double ear infection.  Side note:  LOVE LOVE LOVE my pediatrician, if you ever are in the market for a doc for your kids she is awesome.  So like any good mother after his diagnosis we headed not straight home, but to the zoo.  He got way more rest in his stroller than he would have with the tornado that is Sonya swirling around him at home.  Let me tell you, he was such a good boy!!  No crying and no fussing, just chillin'.

  We go to the zoo we started at Historic Hill, then made our way to Big Cat Country, from there Sonya and daddy rode the carousel.  Luckily Sonya was first in line and got first pick on the carousel, and she headed for her favorite animal the giraffe.  She does not care that it doesn't go up and down like the other animals, she loves it!!

After the carousel, Josh and I decided last minute to take Sonya to Build-A-Bear.  She was a little confused about the process because we did not talk about it ahead of time, but she got the hang of it.  What animal did she pick out, a giraffe of course.  She filled her giraffe with stuffing and then followed the routine of how to put her giraffe's heart in.
Rub it on your elbow.

Hold the heart up to your ear so you can always hear your baby giraffe.

 Give the giraffe's heart a kiss and tell the heart you love it.

Then she gave her a bath and a brush.

Sonya picked out a pink Cardinals outfit for her giraffe.  
Let me introduce you to
Sonya G.
Sonya named her Sonya and Josh added the G.

After Build-A-Bear we ate a quick lunch, then headed home, and my birthday girl was tuckered out.  She totally passed out in the car.

We came home and popped in High School Musical.  Sonya wasn't that into it, but it takes her a few times of watching a movie for her to like it.  Instead,  Sonya decided to put Sonya G. down for a nap, then push her in the baby swing   We had some dinner, and the menu for the evening:
grilled chicken breasts marinated in raspberry chipotle sauce
beer brats
corn on the cob
roasted cauliflower
The birthday dessert for evening...
a cupcake from Jilly's.

Sonya is not a messy eater, never has been, my sister Gretchen thinks this is one her greatest qualities,  but tonight she became what she called the "Pink Monster."

My girl had a great day!!  I will admit it, we spoiled her rotten.  Like I said before this was the first birthday we have ever made a big deal about.  We also explained to her that this was a special day, and we don't get to do this all of the time.  Today she showed us what a grown girl she has become.  There were no tantrums if things didn't go her way, she was very thankful for all of her gifts, and actually listened for a change.  Tomorrow probably will be a different story, but today I was one proud mama.  I could not ask God for a better little girl, she is everything you could ever want in a daughter.
We love you Sonya C.!!  

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The Day She Came

In honor of Sonya's 3rd birthday I thought I would also share her birth story. You can read Teddy's story here.  Disclaimer there will be some graphic details and lots of birth terminology, so stop now if you are squeamish, and don't say I didn't warn you.  
Sonya's due date was May 3, 2007.  I was scheduled to be induced May 2, 2007 because I had gestational diabetes at the end of my pregnancy.  When you have gestational diabetes the doctors don't like you to go past your due date because of the complications that can arise one being a baby that gets too big, especially in the shoulders.  So I had big dreams of having an all natural birth.  Josh and I took a Bradley Class , I read books, I watched videos, I talked with friends who went drug-free, I did exercises, I thought I was ready.  With dreams of an all natural birth an induction was not out of the question, so I worked on getting the baby out.  I was fortunate enough to start dilating on my own at 37 weeks, so there was hope I would go early.  I had a doctor's appointment on Monday April 23rd and I was 3.5 cm dilated, my doctor and I made the decision to strip my membranes, which he described as "getting mean with the cervix,"  to see if we could possibly start labor that week.  He was "mean" to my cervix and I left the doctor's office 4 cm dilated.  I was hoping for labor to start that night, well it didn't happen.  I walked Tuesday, I walked Wednesday, I walked Thursday and no baby.  Friday came and I walked for 3 HOURS.  I came home rested a while and watched High School Musical.  It was the only movie I had on hand from Netflix, and we did not have cable or TV access at the time, my choices were limited.  I took a shower, ran some errands, and then took another walk with my friend Greta.  I came home and Josh and I decided to go to Nate and Gina's for dinner and a movie.  We ordered Chinese, Kung Pao chicken extra spicy for me, and for our viewing pleasure that evening, Police Academy 6: City Under Siege.  When we popped the movie in that is when the contractions started.  I can't remember the movie at all, not because it was so bad, but  because I was trying to decide if I was having contractions and if I was really in labor.  When the movie was over Josh asked if we wanted watch another Police Academy movie and I swiftly said ,"NO!"  We went home and I decided to go to bed because if I was in labor I wanted to get some rest.  I went to bed around 11:30pm and the contractions woke me up around 1:15am.  I got up and walked around our house for a while and decided this was true labor.  I woke Josh up around 2:30am so he could take a shower and I was going to need some help getting through these contractions in the near future.  At 4:15am my contractions were about four to five minutes apart lasting about a minute each.  We gathered all of our things together to go and then I got nervous, and the tears started flowing.  All of the emotion and fear of becoming a new mom was hitting me, along with pain and exhaustion.  Josh calmed me down and we got in the car and headed for the hospital.
 First, we had to stop at Walgreens for a case of water, I think we both wanted to stall a little.  Then we were off to St. Lukes, and that was one of the worst rides of my life.  St. Lukes is a good twenty minutes from where we live, so doing the math that is about five contractions, well really more than that because I was having double contractions on the way there.  When we finally arrived my sweet husband parked in the wrong parking lot and we walked in circle for about ten minutes, I was really not happy at this point in time.  We got inside and they pushed me up to the L and D floor, where my nurse Stacey met me.  I changed my clothes and was ready to get checked, I was hoping to like 8 cm and 100% effaced, that was not the case.  I was 6 cm, and like 90% effaced.  I knew from my Bradley training that the numbers can't give you a true gage on how fast or slow things can go during labor, but I was still hoping to be further along. I kept laboring, swaying, rocking, moaning, and blowing into Josh's face while chewing lemon lime Orbit gum.  To do this day he can not stand the smell of that gum.  One of the tips in Bradley training is trying to get the bathroom as often as possible because having an empty bladder helps labor progress.  At one point I really had to go pee, and Josh was trying to get me to the bathroom, but I just couldn't make it.  There was no way I could sit down, let alone sit on the toilet.  So I made the decision to just squat down right next to my bed and just pee on the floor.  At the time, I thought it was completely rational and normal to pee on the floor during natural labor, well it turns out it isn't.  Who knew, right?  When my nurse came back in I told her, and she was very kind about what had happened, confused, but kind.
My doctor was out of town the weekend I went into labor, so the doctor on call (someone I had never met, and wasn't from my practice) came in to check me and access the situation, it was about 9am.  I had been checked about hour before that and the nurse told me I was 7 cm.  When I doctor checked me she said I was 6.5 cm.  To quote my now three year daughter, "Whaaaa you talkin about?"  It was like running a marathon and thinking you were at mille 24, but really you are at mile 22.  I was defeated. Along with that crushing blow the on call doc's bedside manor was a little rough for my taste.  I will admit it, I am a wimp.  I needed a doctor who is going to tell what a good job I was doing, coddle me a little, and just be nice.  That being said after she left, I fell apart.  The exhaustion, the pain, not being as far along as I thought, I was done.  Literally I was crying so hard I was drooling, and begging for an epidural.  Josh and I had talked previously that is I asked for drugs we would wait 30 minutes before proceeding with an epidural to see if I could rally.  At this point, my labor had also began to stall because of my emotional breakdown.  The exhaustion had also set in to where I was falling asleep while standing up between contractions.  We made it 30 minutes, but it was time to get the epidural and rest.  Around 10am the anesthesiologist arrived and gave me my epidural, it also took two tries just like my birth with Teddy.  While I was getting my epidural my water broke as the needle was going in my back, it was pretty tough to stay still.  I went straight to 8 cm and was 100% effaced, right after my water broke.  I finally was able to lay down and rest, remember I had two hours of sleep that night and had walked for hours the day before.  Since it was our first baby our family and some friends came to the hospital so they could be there for the arrival.  Josh asked me if they could come in and say hello for a minute.  I said it was OK, but I was grumpy and not in the mood for entertaining, can you blame me.  I did have one condition that no one was allowed to touch me, no squeeze of the shoulder, no wiggle of the toe, no weak hug or kiss...NO TOUCHIE!
 After everyone had there quick visit I rested, and at 1:30pm I was ready to push.  I pushed for about a half hour to forty five minutes, and they checked me and my cervix had swollen to 9.5 cm, the baby was still pretty high in my pelvis and was sunny side up.  We decided to take a break from pushing and I had to lay on my side to try and get the baby to flip, allow my cervix to get back to 10 cm, and hope the baby would move down .  So I rolled from side to side for a couple of hours, and at 5pm we decided to resume the pushing.  I pushed and pushed and pushed.  After and one hour and thirty minutes of pushing the baby was staying at a -2 station , and showing no sign of descent.  Basically the baby had come down into my pelvis in with her head on her shoulder so she was wedged and not budging.  There was also risk since I had gestational diabetes we didn't know how big the baby was, especially the shoulders.  So an assisted birth such as forceps or vacuum extraction were not possible.  Then the decision was made, to have a c-section.  By this time I did not care, I was exhausted and ready to get this baby out.  I was wheeled into the operating room tired, crying, swollen, and shaking.

But then everything changed, I heard the words my heart longed for,
"It's a girl!!"

All I could say after the announcement through my tears was, 
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe it is a girl!!"
This was the day my heart changed forever.

She was here.  
The most beautiful, sweet, healthy baby girl in the world. 

 After 23 hours of labor and making me look like this...
  If I could I would still bottle up and sell the joy I felt after meeting this nameless girl, and I guarantee I  would be a billionaire.
Look at that photo...
that is love.

Sonya Catherine Lang
April 28, 2007
7:29 pm
7 lbs 10 oz
20 inches

Sonya you are my first born, my love.
You are my catalyst.
You are my heart walking around in the world.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made. 
Happy third birthday my daughter.
I look forward to many more.       

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Today Was A Fairytale

Today was a fairytale
You were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress
You took me by the hand and you picked me up at six
Today was a fairytale
Today was a fairytale

Today was a fairytale
I wore a dress
You wore a dark grey t-shirt
You told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess
Today was a fairytale

Time slows down when ever you're around
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale

Today was a fairytale
You've got a smile that takes me to another planet
Every move you make everything you say is right
Today was a fairytale

All that I can say is now it's getting so much clearer
Nothing made sense until the time I saw your face
Today was a fairytale

Time slows down whenever you're around, yeah
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale

Time slows down whenever you're around
I can feel my heart
It's beating in my chest
Did you feel it?
I can't put this down

But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way

But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale

Oh, oh, yeah, oh
Today was a fairytale

Friday, April 23, 2010

Remembering Seamus

Remembering Seamus's life today.  
Read his story here.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Headband

My friend Greta makes the most adorable headbands for girls and sells them on her Etsy shop.  I bought one for Sonya for her birthday, but I left it out and she saw it.  She was so excited and kept saying,"Is that my headband, oh thank you mama, thank you mama.  It is so beautiful!"  I had to give it to her.  She looks so beautiful when she wears it.  Kind of reminds me of the child-like empress (Tami Stronach) from The Never Ending Story.  I totally wanted to be her when was a kid because she was so pretty, her powerful emotional performance, and I wanted that head piece.  By the way, for those who are wondering, on wiki it says that when Bastian yells the empress's new name it is Moonchild. 

  Sonya won't ever look at the camera for me, so here she is being coy.  These photos are crap, but they are what I was able to get.  Oh well, I must keep practicing.

Way over exposed, but those eyes kill me.

Here is Greta's Etsy link again.

Friday, April 16, 2010

What We Are Eating

I know most moms struggle with dinner time the same way I do.  What to make, what time to eat, will anybody eat what I fix, how do I make sure a nuclear bomb does not go off while the kids are unsupervised and make dinner because my husband is not home until 6:30pm or 7pm, etc. When all I really want to eat is...
(I love you Woofies!)

and drink this...
(Nothing but the real thing!!)

  If you think I am writing  a post for the solution to this problem, you are mistaken.  I am commiserating, asking for help, and I giving the reasons why I keep truckin' along during dinner time.  I had to ask myself why dinner is important and why do I care.  
The reasons that I came up with were:
  1. Dinner is my favorite meal of the day.
  2. I want my kids to have variety in their diet, so I need to keep expanding their pallets by making all     types of foods.
  3. I need to keep in the habit of making dinner.  I know my kids will not need me as much some day and dinner won't be quite as difficult to make.  I want sitting down to a home cooked dinner to be part of our culture as a family.
  4. Food is the fuel for us to grow, to learn, to enjoy, and it is our medicine.
  5. I want my kids to see me in the kitchen, and someday join me in the kitchen to prepare our food.  (Sonya does this now... sometimes.  The stress of dinner hour is not the right time to join mama in the kitchen in this season of life.)
I have to remind my self of these reasons all of the time, like the other night.  Sonya basically screamed the entire time I was making dinner because all she wanted was to be held.  I know she won't want me to hold her as she grows older and these times will become few and far between, but there are three other people in this family that needed to eat (four including her.)  I didn't stop preparing dinner because it would have pushed back dinner time, pushed back bath time, which would push back clean up time, then daddy play time, and we would have gone to bed too late.  Bedtime is a whole other post.  Back to the subject at hand, dinner.  This week we ate dinner at home Sunday through Friday.  Things always go smoother when I plan a menu for the week, which is what I did this week.
So I will share our menu (sorry no photos):
  • Sunday:  Grilled pork chops, roasted asparagus, corn on the cob, and toasted wheat bread with butter.
  • Monday:  Grilled chicken, roasted carrots, and asiago bread.
  • Tuesday:  Strip steaks (this is rare), green beans, roasted fingerling potatoes with shallots, and Seeduction bread from Whole Foods.    
  • Wednesday:  Grilled chicken, roasted butternut squash and a slice if Seeduction.
  • Thursday:  Whole grain pasta tossed olive oil, Nature's Seasoning and mozzarella cheese, with steamed broccoli on the side. 
  • Friday:  Grilled pork steaks, sweet potatoes, roasted asparagus, and salad.
  • Various fruits mixed in with every meal: apples, strawberries, blueberries, grapes, pears, watermelon  and peaches.  
I am far from a gourmet, but these dinners were all tasty, fresh, and pretty simple to prepare.  Like Carla from Top Chef, if you cook with love it all tastes good.  

All things Teddy

To wrap up Teddy's birthday week I wanted a give a one year update.
He still crawls like he has been shot in the legs.
He can crawl up and down steps.
He cruises up and down the couch and the coffee table.
He started drinking from a cup on his own on his first birthday.
His favorite toy in the bath is an orange and yellow starfish.
He weighs 28 lbs. above 97%.
He is 33 in long. above 97%.
His head is 48cm. in the 90%.
His shirt size is 2T or 3T.
His diaper size is 5.
He wears Seventh Generation diapers during the day and Huggies Overnites diapers at night.
His pants size is 18-24 months or 2T.
His jammie size is 3T.
His shoe size is 6.
He can say mama and dada.
He is getting curls.
He has 7 teeth.
He has a juicy booty.
He has no neck.
He goes to bed between 7pm - 8pm, and rises between 6am - 7am.  Usually.
He has had two ear infections this year.
He has been on three types of antibiotics: amoxicillin, augmentin, and zithromax 
If you sing the letter "O" in a certain note he will cry.
He had H1N1 last Fall. 
He loves to play with the Whirley-Pop.
He sounds like a demon when he cries really hard.
He has a tongue tie.
He loves fruit.
He was born the same day my grandma died, one year later.
His birthday is also the same as my Aunt Debbie and Uncle Jim's anniversary.
He thinks Sonya is the bees knees.
He still loves to be held.  (I still carry him in the Ergo.)
He is very loved.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Benefit Officer Crosby

Benefit for Rock Hill Officer Matt Crosby 
Come dine & drink at
6407 Clayton Ave      St. Louis, Missouri     63139     (314)932-5600
Thursday, May 27
5:00-10:00 p.m.
For dinner reservations call Latitude 26 @ (314)932-5600
A portion of the sales of food and drink go to a trust set up for Officer Matt Crosby 
Lots of great Silent Auction items!
If you are unable to attend but would like to make a donation please mail them to:
Jenny Weimer
c/o Benefit for Matt Crosby
344 Atalanta
Webster Groves, MO  63119
Checks can be made out to: The Matt Crosby Charitable Fund
If you have any questions please call Jenny Weimer @ (314)565-9490 or

Monday, April 12, 2010

The Cupcake Smash





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