Nostalgia

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Today I have been painting our master bedroom in anticipation of our new furniture to be delivered Monday. I’m so excited! I haven’t owned a bedframe in my entire adult life. 😱 I’m taking a bit of a gamble with this paint job though because I didn’t warn Korey before hand. I’m hoping the fact that I only have trim left to do this weekend will make up for the unexpected project… 😂

But as I was painting I was thinking about how when we finally finally got the keys to this house (over five years ago now!) we were so excited to spend the night in “our home” that instead of going back to the townhouse we were renting we brought over an air mattress and set it up in the middle of the master bedroom. It looked so tiny in that huge empty room — hell, honestly most of our lives seemed so tiny for so long in this huge empty house with rooms we never went into and space we never utilized.

Yesterday I was talking to my sister and we were talking about nostalgia and I confessed that I’m not a very nostalgic person. I tend to always be looking to the future, only glancing back to make predictions about what to expect. And I don’t know if it’s because of that conversation or what but I’ve been thinking a lot today about these past five years and how I have put so much of myself into this house piece by little piece.

It’s taken me a long time — so long in fact that Behr totally redid their paint wall at Home Depot and no longer advertises the swatch of paint that is the foundation for my whole palette. 😂But each room that has been completed has had my full attention and care from the very beginning, tailored specifically to its purpose.

So even though it’s taken me an unreasonably long time to complete, I’ll always remember stenciling delicate pink cherry blossoms along Izzy’s wall, feeling her kick as I brought her nursery to life. I’ll always remember the panic we felt as we rushed to finish up the twin’s nursery after my water broke, Korey putting together cribs as I touched up the paint on their wall and hung new blinds. I’ll always remember sitting up with him as we built a thousand Ikea bookshelves after the kids were all asleep to set up their new playroom for them. And even though I’m not an inherently nostalgic person, I also don’t feel like I have to be, because those memories are there with me constantly every time I love through a room. ❤

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Izzy Finishes Swim Lessons

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Well she did it! Yesterday was Izzy’s last day of the most basic swim classes at the Y. I had some serious reservations about putting Izzy in swim classes — namely due to her fear of getting her face wet — but she really rocked it out and I couldn’t be more proud.

Even though there were a few traumatic water-up-the-nose incidents she really got better at learning how to avoid that. And she often volunteered to do what was asked and worked really well with the instructors. Parents weren’t allowed in the pool area so I could only watch through the window but honestly that’s given me a lot more confidence about her going to pre-k in the fall. I know she listens to the instructors when I’m not around, is respectful, and can communicate with them too.

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Overall they recommended she repeat the beginner course again because she still has some anxiety about the water (namely getting her face wet still which, as I suffer from the same fear, she will have to learn to deal with all her life 😉) and I think that was probably the right call. She told me today that she wants to do swim classes again and that makes me super pleased because there were a few times she said she didn’t want to go to swim ever again “not ever!!” 😂 I definitely think this is one thing where repeat exposure over time will buoy her confidence so we’re going to see about signing her up for another round.

So — yay Izzy! It’s so cool to watch your kids grow and get excited about new things. Absolutely my favorite part of being a parent.

Izzy’s Soccer Season Finale

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Basically since Izzy was conceived I’ve wanted to put her in a soccer program. I can’t really explain it either – I didn’t play soccer in my youth and I don’t really understand the game either. Maybe I’m just one of those parents who wants to live vicariously through their children.

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I would never make her do something she didn’t want to do – but it did seem a little bit like fate that she was so obsessed with balls as a baby. 😉

As we’re already members of the YMCA, we decided to enroll her in their fall soccer season and it was great! Given that she’s only three we didn’t have high expectations but I really only wanted three things:

1. For her to get used to taking directions from someone other than me,

2. For her to get exercise and our undivided attention with an activity since she has to share so heavily with the twins, and

3. For her to have fun, of course!

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All of my hopes for this season were fulfilled! So I’m a happy momma. She definitely takes after me though and is kind of oblivious when it comes to where the ball is on the field. 😉 And mostly she wanted to play with the other girls rather than run into them and steal the ball, but that’s okay. She spent the whole hour on the field and ran in the general direction of the ball, which is about all I could really expect from someone with my genes. =P

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Today was our last soccer game. I’m thinking about signing her up for swim lessons this winter, but come spring if there’s another soccer season, I hope she wants to do it again! =)

Monday is Grocery Day

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If you had told my twenty-two year old self that one day I would dutifully fill out a dry erase board every Sunday night with meals for the following week and then actually follow it… I would’ve laughed you out of the room. But, none the less, seven years later I would be doing exactly that.

I’m not really a list maker and consistent organization doesn’t come naturally to me at all, but it truly is the only way to manage three kids under four. Even with just Izzy we could hem and haw over dinner and then go out to eat. But now that results in a stressful, expensive meal and a late bedtime so I try to avoid it becoming the routine.

I have a few general meals I can make pretty easily that I know will please (spaghetti, pizza, my chicken “pot pie”) and then I add some more complex meals or different recipes so I don’t get bored of cooking or eating the same “kid friendly” stuff every week. (Breakfast and lunch are typically pretty slap dash and generally consist of the same four or five things. I can’t force that level of organization into my life – ha! – and I like to make sure they eat a good lunch they enjoy in case they don’t like dinner.)

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Then, once the big list is made I make an even more specific list. Anyone who knows me is probably in shock right now because I know I am just writing that – but it’s true.

I use my meal plan to write out a grocery list using the app Our Groceries (which is far from perfect but I like to be able to move the items around in the order I’ll find them in the grocery store and that is surprisingly not a feature found in many grocery apps.) I find if I don’t write out everything I need I WILL forget stuff. Every. Time. I’ll even forget stuff I realize that I forgot to include on the list while standing a mere two aisles away. That’s enough time to be asked eighty questions by Izzy and totally lose an errant thought. 😉

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Then it’s off to Publix! I swore I would never use one of those big double carts, but now I am soooo thankful for them. I try to complete my shopping before they nap just to get it out of the way. Generally they are in a good mood – not so much today, but generally. 😉

Thankfully I know the store so well I can get through it pretty quick, and the people at Publix all know me and are super helpful when I need anything.

… If only they’d come home with me to unload my car! =P

Our Weekend

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This weekend was actually pretty lax for us. It started with a Halloween party at the YMCA. The My Little Pony costumes I’m working on weren’t really finished so I just stressed Izzy up in her play costume, which she still loved. The babies really enjoyed wandering around and dancing to the Halloween music as Izzy played little carnival games. Then we went to our favorite restaurant, The Marietta Diner.

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And we promptly remembered why we stopped when Orin dumped his water on himself in refusal to believe that a cup with a straw does not need to be lifted up over his head and Zelda tried to climb into the table a thousand times. 😉

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Saturday was soccer for Izzy and then my birthday! Korey had to go to a conference and so my mum came with me to soccer and then we went back to her place for a bit for lunch, cake, and piano.

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Well. And also a nap. For Zelda, Orin, and all Izzy’s babies… =P

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Izzy was upset that I took this picture because she feared I'd wake her babies up.

Then daddy came home and we ate pizza and chilled. Just how I like my birthdays. =)

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Sunday was the most lax day and I got up to clean carpets in the office so I could set up bookshelves up there to move everything in the current “library” up there. I’m trying to turn what was once destined to be a library into a play room for the kids so we can reclaim our living room as an adult space. Our living room is huge and a real pain to clean because pretty much every toy the kids own can fit under the sectional and the media cases in there. -_-

Which I’m well acquainted with since I cleaned the living room today too!

I’ve been moving the babies to one nap a day so they’ve been sleeping a long time, which is great. And they’ve been sleeping better at night, too. Orin has been doing especially great after his tubes and I’m really glad that we got the procedure done. He is so much more energetic and happy now – I’m so thrilled he is finally feeling better.

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Which, I just HAVE to share these two cuties! During bath time tonight Orin started crying and Zelda came over to give him a hug then leaned forward and “talked” to him in the most soothing baby babble I have ever heard. It was enough to make this momma’s heart melt.

Now, if only I had actually made out my meal plan for the week, I could call this weekend a total success! 😉