Saturday, January 29, 2011

Birthday Love, Killer Frosting and Such

This was our first normal week in a while. I guess normal is relative, but I felt like we got back into the swing of things after all the sickness, strep and tonsil drama that have seemed to linger all month.

Our girl (who is lately insisting on doing her own hair) is doing great and has almost fully recovered from her procedure.



Yesterday was the first morning she woke up with no throat pain and has even gone back to preschool this week! I have packed her special soft snacks to maintain her post-op diet instructions of nothing crunchy while at school. This spacey Mom forgot to put the cereal bar and string cheese in her backpack yesterday and the minute she hopped in the van after school, she said "I have to tell you something, Mommy. I ate CHIPS today." No harm done and I felt good that she at least owned up to eating the forbidden snacks.

Dusty turned 34 on Thursday! We enjoyed a special afternoon and evening as a family. The girls selected the perfect balloon for Dad (I'm sure he's a huge fan of Handy Manny) and I made him the requested chocolate cake. After the traditional dinner at Provinos, we came home and enjoyed celebrating our favorite guy.



We used magic re-lighting candles. FYI - these are absolutely hilarious to a two and a four year old!




Reading his Facebook birthday love... :)



This is the first time trying this recipe for Grandmother's Chocolate Cake from the book Birthday Cakes by Kathryn Kleinman. I bought this book a few years ago (mainly because of the beautiful photography of gorgeous cakes) but had yet to give any recipe a whirl.





This one was a little involved, but it was fun to try some techniques that I had never used. The actual cake part was good, not super moist, which is probably my fault, but let's talk about the frosting.
Bittersweet Chocolate Frosting.
GOOD NIGHT.
I will never make any other chocolate frosting than this one.

Let me share the goodness...

Bittersweet Chocolate Frosting
4 oz. bittersweet chocolate, chopped (I used Ghirardelli, because it's awesome.)
8 oz. unsweetened chocolate, chopped
2 sticks unsalted butter
3 cups confectioner's sugar
pinch of salt
3/4 cup milk

In a double boiler over simmering water, melt the chocolates and butter together. Remove from heat and and let cool to lukewarm. Sift the confectioner's sugar and salt together into a large bowl. In a small bowl, combine the vanilla and the milk. Whisk the milk mixture into into the sugar mixture. Add the melted chocolate mixture and stir until smooth.
*I ended up having to add more confectioner's sugar to make it "spreadable". I think I would use less milk next time and that might remedy this.

Another baby item arrived this week. A sweet blue Moses basket! I had a pink one for the girls and it was one of my favorite pieces of gear. This will be the first time having a newborn in a two story house, so I knew we would need a place for brother to sleep anywhere.
Of course, the girls thought it was a great new toy for them. After these pics were snapped, we had to set the rules about not having to test all of the baby things as Daddy and I pull them out.






The weather was absolutely gorgeous today so we decided to have a picnic! Mama Goldberg's sammies and some much needed sunshine were a perfect combination for our Saturday.








We have a TENTATIVE induction date scheduled for February 9th! I am trying to take advantage the last few days of getting out and doing things with just the four of us. It's hard to believe that baby brother will be here soon! I washed a load of little boy clothes today and it hit me how much things are about to change for our family. We are so excited to meet our new little one!

Monday, January 24, 2011

Rub-a-Dub-Dub

...there's a crazy baby in my tub!












We can't wait for warmer weather, because this little water bug has missed the pool!

We had our own beach party tonight. Libby didn't want to join her, but preferred to play the lifeguard.

I look at Annie and realize that she is still such a baby. Check out that baby bod! In just a couple of weeks, whether she knows it or not, she will be a big sister.

I'm just glad that she will always be the little sister.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Look what the UPS man brought!



I can't wait to fill it with our new wee one!

Friday, January 21, 2011

No More Tonsils!


Our little patient is doing well and recuperating from her tonsillectomy on Wednesday morning. We thank everyone for praying for Libby, and for the sweet words of encouragement we have had over the the last couple of days. I must say that they were undoubtedly felt.

We arrived at the surgery center at 7:30 that morning, and checked in. Now with HIPAA policies, we were no longer to be referred to as Libby's parents, but rather, "Yellow 14". As we had done with her adenoidectomy in 2009, we went back with her to the pre-op area where she changed into her tiny hospital gown and we met with the anesthesiologist and surgical nurses.





They gave her a practice mask to make her more comfortable with how the "sleepy medicine" would be administered. She loved that it was pink!





The Lord had really given us a peace about this routine out-patient surgery, but the moment I was dreading was coming up. It was when they wheeled Libby on a gurney down the hall and were to take a right to the OR and Dusty and I would have to take a left to the waiting room. I had prayed that this moment wouldn't be too frightening for her and that in turn, I would keep it together too. I imagined her face crumbling and tears flowing as she reached for us, begging not to have to go with the masked nurses. Instead, we gave her a quick peck on the cheek and she gave Dusty a fist bump, "blew it up" then said "SEE YA!".

God is so good. My prayers were not only answered, but Dusty and I were able to walk back to the waiting area laughing at our goofy girl.

The surgery did not take long, and we were surprised when our color/number was called to speak with the ENT that performed the surgery. He said that everything had gone well and that she had everyone laughing back in the OR. Before she went under, she had told them all that she, "really needed to have her tonsils out because they were HU-MON-GUS!". After some instructions, we were led back to the recovery area where we were able to stay with her for two hours.

Here she was just waking up. This was similar to her experience when she had her adenoids out, so we were prepared for some sleepy tears and whining.



She was irritated with the IV and finger pulse clamp and it was several minutes before she seemed "with it".
First words: MY THROAT HURTS.



She sipped on Gatorade and even ate a popsicle while in recovery. They gave her pain medication and by the end of her stay, she was reaching for the coloring book and crayons!



When they cleared her to go home, she got to ride to the car with her smiley balloon!



She did remarkably well Wednesday afternoon. She immediately put on her new Rapunzel night gown (thanks Grandmama for making the trip to the Disney store!) and there was even several times that I thought she was overdoing it by wanting to play with sis. But as the doctor had told us, the second day she seemed more puny and this morning has woken up with a low fever, which they told us is normal as well. She seems weak and I'm even having to spoon feed her, which Annie thinks is funny. Her horse little voice is pretty pitiful and I'm really having to push the fluids as swallowing must be becoming more and more painful.



We will all be taking it easy this weekend and hoping Lib will feel more like herself soon. Thanks to all who have covered our little one in prayer. My mom was a tremendous help and hung out with Annie and ran errands for us. We have even enjoyed dinner for the last two nights from sweet neighbors and friends, which have also been a blessing. I'm so thankful that it all went so smoothly. I'm hoping that once she is completely healed, Libby will feel better overall, sleep more soundly and won't snore like a little bear!

Be back soon!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Burp Cloths for Baby Boy


This morning, I am home alone while Dusty and the girls are at church. Unfortunately, this pregnancy has all but depleted my immune system and after two bouts of strep throat in the last couple months, I have now come down with some sort of virus-y cold. Last night was rough. Fever, chills and my stupid restless legs kept me up from 12:30am til around 5:00am. I was then wide awake at 7:30 this morning. I feel crummy enough to not want to go anywhere, but I was getting antsy just lying around. I had already watched DVR'd Miss America and the last half of "Jaws" (???) so I decided to plop down and dust off my sewing machine...literally.

Before I had Annie, I had found an easy online tutorial for fabric covered cloth diaper burp clothes. I wish I could remember the exact site. I ended up making a big stack of girly ones for A and they turned out so cute! They were actually really easy to make and that is saying something because I am NOT a seamstress. Both girls were rampant spitters as babies, so something tells me that little brother will need plenty of burp cloths too. I love the fancy embroidered ones at the baby boutiques, but I just can't justify spending $15-$18 on something that will end up covered in regurgitated milk!

I bought quarter yards of some fun fabric at Hobby Lobby for just a couple dollars...



and grabbed a package of plain cloth diapers. I washed and dried them first.



Basically, it is sewing a smaller rectangle on a larger one using a zig-zag stitch. My kind of sewing!











Dusty really liked this one!



They are definitely not perfect, but will certainly serve the purpose. I would not dream of providing step-by-step instructions on any sewing project, but after some Googling, this ehow tutorial is pretty close to how I made mine. Next step will be to start washing baby boy's clothes in Dreft detergent! That smell makes me swoon, and may be enough to put be into labor! I am starting to constantly daydream about this little guy and can't wait to see his sweet face...FIVE WEEKS (or less) TO GO!!!

Now I'm going to go take some Tylanol Cold and crawl back in my bed.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Just What She Needed



I consider myself to be really good at knowing exactly what a certain cry means. I can interpret the exact sound that Annie makes when Libby takes away a toy that she has been playing with. I really don't even have to see what happened. I can also differentiate a hurt or injured cry with pretty good accuracy. Most of the time, the girls play really well together and now that Annie is older, they are even allowed to play upstairs in their rooms or in the playroom as long as all the doors stay open.

Last night, I was getting dinner ready when I heard Annie's injured wail come from upstairs. Dusty was closest to the stairs (and let's face it, much faster than me these days) and raced up to see what had happened. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and saw him standing in the hallway with his arms crossed, beaming. I called up to ask what had happened as the crying had stopped, but there was no little girl in his arms. He motioned for me to come upstairs and take a look.

As I rounded the corner I saw Libby sitting on the edge of the toddler bed with Annie in her lap, rocking and consoling her. Annie's head was on her shoulder and her giant tears were being wiped away by big sis. Even when Annie saw Dusty and me in the doorway, she just looked up and then put her head back against Libby's chest.

Libby turned to us and said in her most big girl voice,

"She just wants her Sissy right now."

However she had bumped her head, she was getting all the comfort she needed at that moment.

It occurred to me then that Dusty and I are not only raising kids, but friends. They have always depended on each other as playmates, but now that both are older, I can see the true friendship that has grown between them. In no way would I try to paint the picture that they are always sweet and caring towards each other. The bite marks on Libby's arm, the daily fights over which Ariel doll is the most beautiful, and the jockeying over snacks and crayons are proof of that. But all in all, I see how much these girls love each other and it is my prayer that their relationship will always be close.