Easter Egg Train

What a gorgeous spring (more like summer) weekend it was in Kansas City!  Since there were no signs of Baby, we purchased tickets for an Easter egg train ride out of Baldwin City, KS.  It took us on an 11-mile round trip to Norwood, KS for an Easter egg hunt.  The train ride was incredibly slow (like 45 minutes to go 5.5 miles) and Easter egg hunt was over in less than five minutes, but it was still a fun and festive outing!  Grandma Sides and cousin Adley joined us since they were in town for cousin Brekkyn's soccer tournament!  We were happy to have them along!


The Easter Bunny was along for the train ride, as well.  I wasn't sure what Brantley would think of him, as he was somewhat-creepy in my opinion.  But I guess this smile in proof that he approved!  Who knows how he would have reacted without Adley by his side?!


Like I said, the hunt for eggs was over as quick as it started.  Brantley caught on pretty quickly and was running to pick up eggs scattered throughout the grass.


Our neighborhood Easter egg hunt is next weekend!  Assuming Baby isn't here, we'll probably hit up that one, as well!  And who knows, if the timing is right, I suppose Baby could come along, too--on his very first Easter egg hunt??


{The Little Things} || Daddy's Boy


As I mentioned in Brantley's 21-month update, he is a total Daddy's Boy.  I know most moms say one of the best things about having a boy is the love he has for his Mama.  Though there is no doubting that Brantley loves his Mama, he's definitely no Mama's Boy.  Not right now, not in this phase anyway.

But, you know what?  I am completely and totally okay with that.  Craig was so excited when we learned we were having a BOY and I know he loves having a little mini-me that follows him around, looks up to him, and constantly asks "Where Dada?"  And now that Brantley is getting older, nothing makes Craig happier than shooting hoops and playing catch with his little Daddy's Boy.  And I think it's adorable.  In fact, it melts my heart and makes me so excited to watch my boy{s} grow with such a strong influence and role model as their dad.

Just a little thing I'm grateful for today and every day. :)








 

Bumpdate: Week 38

It's hard to believe I only have a couple more of these updates to go!  I could very well have a baby in my arms two weeks from now.  Heck, he could be here tomorrow for all I know!  My high school bff had a baby in February...9 days early!  That is THIS week for me!  However, no major signs that labor is looming.  And I'm still making future plans, subconsciously assuming that Baby won't come for another couple of weeks. :)

Nonetheless, I do feel a bit like a ticking time bomb.  (I think I used the same words to describe the last few weeks with Brantley.)  I leave school each day wondering if I'll be back the next day (and obsessively making sure I leave no loose ends).  And I go to bed each night wondering if I'm going to wake up to contractions. Speaking of, I still don't have my hospital bag packed.  I have a nice list printed and on my dresser, but I haven't actually thrown anything together.  I also don't have any special treats packed for the hubs, like the first time.  Sorry honey, looks like Baby isn't the only one to get the shaft the second time around.

I went on a major nesting spree this past weekend.  I made two freezer meals from scratch, alphabetized our spice rack and refilled empty spice jars, reorganized our coat closet and cold weather accessories, cleaned a random junk drawer, and went through (sorted/trashed) a year's worth of old receipts.  Things that get done very infrequently at our house, so clearly that means Baby is coming soon, right?

I had an appointment yesterday, at one day shy of 38 weeks.  My doctor did not check me, so I don't know if I've progressed any further or not.  I should know more after next Monday, as she will likely check me then.  No mention of induction yet and I'm not one to ask...I'm a very laid-back patient and just go with the flow.

I'm still feeling pretty good except for the always-present acid reflux.  And I have a horrible cough.  As if coughing isn't already annoying enough, it takes everything I have not to pee my pants each time I cough. And I'm coughing up the acid that's causing the reflux, which makes me want to puke.  Awesome, I tell ya.  This baby can't come out soon enough!

How Far Along: 38 weeks

Size of Baby: ~19.5+ inches, ~6.5+ pounds; the size of a leek

Gender: BOY

Weight Gain: ???

Food Cravings: Nothing specific

Food Aversions: None

Movement: Still moving, despite his limited space.  Lots of pressure at times, as he pushes outward on my stomach.

Sleep: Average.  I just can't get comfortable.  It's a cruel joke that pregnant women don't sleep well the last few weeks of pregnancy, since it will become even worse after baby is born.

Clothing: Dresses, skirts, and tank tops and loving it! 

Other Pregnancy Symptoms: Achy, tingly hands, especially in the mornings.  Sore feet, occasional restless and/or achy legs, acid reflux, Braxton Hicks (only maybe fewer than I felt a week ago?).  I've officially done away with my wedding band.  I could probably still shove it on, but it's not the most comfortable and I don't want to risk it getting stuck. 

What I Miss: My usual spring wardrobe.

Best Moment: The nesting accomplishments felt pretty good.

Looking Forward To: My last week and a half of school - 8 days to go!

Here's the bump!  A co-worker said I'm carrying high?  I think it's just my normal.  I've definitely noticed my fuller-than-normal face lately. :(



 

Opening Weekend

We woke up Saturday morning to bright, sunny skies and a forecasted high of 60 degrees.  Since we didn't have much else going on, we decided it was a great day for the K.  With a 1:10 first pitch, we headed to Kauffman around 11:30 and had about an hour to spare before game time.  So naturally, we tailgated.  Just the three of us.  Brantley loved playing catch with Daddy, while Mommy tried to enjoy her non-alcoholic beer.


I will admit, the three-hour game with a toddler was difficult at times.  I came fully equipped with a plethora of snacks, books, and toy cars, but I'm pretty sure we still annoyed a few people around us. :)  We chose seats near the Outfield Experience, which offers a multitude of children's activities, but as it turns out, the playground isn't the most toddler-friendly and I was too much of a nervous Nelly to let Brantley play.  Instead, we alternated between our seats and walking the concourse, while Daddy enjoyed most of the game.




We could tell Brantley was getting tired towards the end of the game, and after a fighting it for awhile, he finally fell asleep in Daddy's arms.  Major relief on the parent's behalf. :) 



And proof that some things never change...



The Royals got the W and we left as happy fans.  It was a fun ballpark outing - our last as a family of 3.  So crazy to think next time we're there, we'll each have a boy in our arms!


 

Brantley Carter: 21 Months Old



Dear Brantley,

First of all, let me apologize.  I intended on doing a monthly update in February (at 19 months) and then again in March (at 20 months), but never found the energy or motivation.  Well, now that you're 21 months and this is your last monthly birthday as an only child, I feel compelled to update.

You've officially been a toddler for some time now, but each day you are looking, acting, and behaving more like a big kid.  It's crazy!  Not only are you acting like a big kid, but yesterday when someone asked how old you were, I responded with "He'll be 2 in July" instead of with your age in months as I've done you're entire life.  Nonetheless, this stage is more fun than the last, which was more fun than the prior, which was more fun than the prior.  I love that you're able to communicate and I seriously think you're the cutest thing ever.  You constantly make your daddy and I laugh, you make us proud, and you continue to amaze us with pretty much everything you do on a daily basis.

Since my last update, your vocabulary has grown exponentially.  You went from a handful of words to an entire dictionary of them in just a few short months!  You say words we didn't even know you knew (noodles the other day, for example) and I swear you acquire a few new words each day.  The average person may not be able to decipher half of the things that come out of your mouth, but your Daddy and I are pretty good at it.  And secretly, I love that you have your own way of saying things that only we can understand. :)  Not only do you have a crazy-wide vocab, but you speak in short phrases, as well, and I'm certain you understand about 95% of what we say.  You also repeat nearly everything we say, which is going to get your daddy in trouble one of these days. :)

Similarly to in months past, you're constantly on the go.  You will go and go and go until we put you down for a nap/bedtime.  I think you would go until midnight every night if you could.  Of course, you'd also be a crab the following day, because you're not one to elect to lay down when you get tired.  At the same time, when we do put you down for a nap or bed, you typically roll over and fall fast asleep within a few minutes.  You are doing so well in your "big boy" bed and have only fallen out a handful of times since January.  We do get a kick out of you each morning (and after naps)...you wake up, but stay in bed until one of us comes to get you, despite having the ability to climb out on your own.  I guess you assume it's the right thing to do?  You went through a minor phase of waking up in the middle of the night in February and again in March.  I honestly think you were having bad dreams and luckily, it didn't turn into anything permanent.

Miss Stephanie says you're a leader at daycare, which makes your mommy and daddy really proud.  There is very little you fear and you love showing off for people.  You occasionally show signs of shyness, but overall, I wouldn't say being shy is one of your traits.


At 21 months:
  • You are a major Daddy's Boy.  You wake up each morning and repeatedly whine for "Daaaddddy, Daddddddy, Dadddyyyyyyy".  Whenever you are upset or get hurt, it's your daddy you want to hold and comfort you.
  • You are very polite.  Among your favorite things to say: "Peas", "Thoo Too", "Arry", and "May I Be Cacused?"  
  • You have known the word "no" for months, but recently starting saying it.  A lot.  It was cute at first, but it's getting reeeeallly old!
  • You can count to 5 on your own.
  • You repeat the letters of the alphabet and Spanish numbers 1 through 10.
  • You can identify the colors blue, green, red, orange, purple, and yellow.
  • You love to help around the house.  Laundry, dishes, and throwing things away, whatever it is, you jump at the opportunity.
  • You love wearing Mommy's bracelets and headbands, brushing your hair with Mommy's hairbrush and comb, and filing your nails...much to your daddy's dismay.
  • You already show signs of the terrible twos.  Stomping your feet and throwing a fit when you don't get what you want.  You definitely have a temper and you can be quite impatient.
  • You love playing outside.  Like I'm pretty sure it's your favorite thing in the world.  Fortunately, Mother Nature has been nice and given us lots of semi-warm to warm days lately, but there have been a few days too cold and you throw a temper tantrum (see above) about being stuck inside.
  • You are a typical boy - you love balls, trucks, and blocks, and you think it's the funniest thing when you toot.  You know, all the usual boy stuff.  One of your favorite activities (indoors or out) is shooting hoops.
  • You are obsessed with Hawkeyes, Jayhawks, and Chiefs logos.  Hopefully Royals, too, now that it's baseball season!
  • You often bring us the "mote" and ask to watch "Mouse".
  • You love to read.  Your favorite books include Little People flap books, "I'll Teach My Dog a Lot of Words", and your Hawkeye and Jayhawk books.
  • We're pretty certain you're a lefty.  It's been our intuition since you first started feeding yourself and now that you're throwing balls, we still think its the case.
  • Speaking of, you have a heck of a good arm for a 21-month old.  You can chuck the ball across the entire living room.  We're trying to teach you not to throw it at Kinnick or people's faces.
  • You tell us when you go "poo poo" in your diaper.  Your daddy is ready to potty train, but Mommy isn't so sure.
  • You absolutely love dogs and you have no fear of them.  You love yelling "Doggy!" out the window when you see one walk by.  Same thing when we are on walks and meet/pass one.
  • You are incredibly detail-oriented.  You pick up tiny pieces of fuzz off the floor, off your clothes, off of furniture--wherever--all the time! 
  • You hate shoes and socks.  It's a rare occasion when you leave them on.
  • You are a pretty picky eater; though you'll never turn down a "nack".
  • You are crazy and ornery.  You will randomly yell at the top of your lungs and purposely run into things and fall down for the attention.
  • You hate letting us down.  You don't get in trouble all that often, but when you do, you cry big time over disappointing us.
  • You are the sweetest--you randomly give hugs and kisses, and hold our hands while in parking lots.
  • Your favorite things to watch on t.v. (or the iPad) are Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Elmo's World, and Wheel of Fortune.
  • You never want to leave daycare.  No matter if it's Mommy or Daddy that picks you up, you often cling to and cry for Miss Stephanie.
  • You are aware of the baby in Mama's belly, though I don't think you truly know what it means.  Regardless, I think you're going to be the best big brother!
  • You still don't smile for the camera, but make the funniest expressions (on and off camera). 


Phrases at 21 Months:
"Oh no!"
"Whoa!"
"Help peas."
"More peas." or "I want more peas."
"May I be cacused?"
"No no no." (While pointing)
"I tooted."
"Where Dada?"
"Where Ki-Ki?"
"I Wuh You"


Size: 27ish pounds

Food: You are quite picky these days, at home anyway, though Miss Stephanie says you eat almost anything (including veggies) for her at daycare.  You love any and all fruits and your diet consists mostly of fruit, cheese, cottage cheese, hot dogs, chicken nuggets (dipped in ketchup), and snacks.  Though we do encourage you to try new things and give you whatever we eat for dinner each night.

Sleep: About 11 hours each night.  We attempted to transition to one afternoon nap per day around 18 months, but have since altered that to one late-morning nap each day due to you never lasting through lunch. Naps are usually 1 to 2.5 hours in length, average I would say is 2 hours.

Bedtime/Waketime: Bedtime is around 7:30/7:45pm.  Wake time ranges from 6:00 to 7:00am.

Hair: Blond.  (And you've had two haircuts at this point: the first at 19 months old and the second a week ago.)

Eyes: Blue

Teeth: No idea.  It's way too hard to get into your mouth and count them!

Wardrobe: 24 month/2T shirts, 18-24 month/2T shorts and pants, and size 5 shoes.

Diapers: Size 4

Mommy's Fave: I love when I'm getting ready to leave each morning, you say "Bye bye Mama, I wuh you."


I've said it before, and I'll say it again (a million times), you make being a mommy so much fun, Brantley!  These past 21 months have truly been the best!  I look forward to seeing you take on the role of big brother/buddy to your little bro and look forward to watching you grow!

Love you lots, Stinker, Sweetie Pie, and Brantley Boy!

Honored

So I debated about whether or not to post this.  I've never been a fan of people using social media solely to portray their seemingly "perfect" lives.  But in the end, I consider this blog my scrapbook, my diary, and my journal.  And because this is something very special to me, I feel the need to document it.  I know someday I'll appreciate looking back on it and smiling. 

I have a student...well, had a student...for two years.  Once in geometry as a sophomore and again in algebra 2 as a junior.  I love having students two years in a row.  It always brings a level of comfort on the first day of school and I feel a closer connection with those students in the end.  As a teacher, you're not supposed to have favorites, but let's be honest - we all do.  This girl I'm referring to is one of mine.  She comes from a fantastic family and has a great head on her shoulders.  She was always an amazingly hard worker, which is all I can ask for as a teacher.  Not to mention, I've trusted her enough to come to our house and babysit Brantley on a number of occasions.  I definitely can't say the same for the majority of my students!

Anyway, she sent me an email this week that read:

Hi Mrs. Sides! I was asked to represent Mill Valley and write an essay for the Kansas City Star about a teacher who made a difference in my life outside of academics during a hard time. I chose you and I have attached the essay in case you wanted to read it :) Thanks for being the best!

I was surprised at the email and very honored to be the subject of her essay, as I had no idea she was even writing such.  And then I read it.  And it literally brought tears to my eyes.

There may be days when I'm down, frustrated, annoyed--you-name-it--with my job, but then there are times like this when I'm thankful to be in the position I am.  Here is her essay.

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I have been blessed over the past 12 years with a lot of passionate and kind teachers, however, one sticks out in my mind when I think about a particular time in my life. My junior year of high school, I found myself sitting on my couch in between my parents looking at my brother across the room and hearing the “cancer” come out of my dad’s mouth. My dad had squamous cell carcinoma; cancer of the tonsils. It was totally healable but it would take some serious medicine and months of pain and patience to overcome.

All of my teachers knew about it and my math teacher Sarah Sides, who I had always gotten along with, reached out to me almost everyday to check on how I was doing and if there was anything she could do. She would randomly call me down to her room to give me a hug and tell me it was going to be okay. Her intentions were sincere and her attitude meant more to me than anyone will ever know. Being in a school and seeing other kids that are happy and healthy with happy and healthy families was not exactly a walk in the park during a time of sickness.

It was hard to pay attention in class knowing my dad was in a hospital getting needles poked in him or radiation aimed at his throat. Going home at the end of the day was bittersweet because I just wanted to be there all the time to help him but the hardest thing about the whole process was seeing the strongest, most important person in my life, in the worst pain ever. Every Thursday I stay after school to work on the yearbook and a few months in to my dad’s treatment, I was having a rough day and before I went to yearbook, I went straight to Mrs. Sides’ room and broke down. It was the first time I had cried in front of anyone since I found out about his diagnosis. What helped me wasn’t what Mrs. Sides said, what she did or even what she didn’t do. Just the fact that she was there and had an empty room for me to come cry in and be in when I needed to was the biggest thing in the world to me.

Not once did Mrs. Sides treat me differently in class and I was very appreciative for that. I did not really want to make a big deal out of my dad’s situation because I always put on a happy face and a strong front when I was at school. I’m *******, not the girl whose dad has cancer. Being at school and acting like nothing was wrong was so hard but having a haven to break down in while I was in that dark place was a lifesaver to me.

Mrs. Sides’ words and hugs and support always flooded my mind when I was at home having a rough day and couldn’t go to her classroom. She was the first one I called when I found out he was cancer-free. She’s the one I still go to when I’m having a bad day. Mrs. Sides was not only a great teacher that helped my get my first A in a math class, she has taught me more about life than I will ever be able to thank her enough for. She has taught me that there is much more to a person than their problems. She taught me that there’s more to school than learning and sports. She taught me that high school does not have to be a scary place and that I don’t need to ever be alone. Mrs. Sides is what I often call my guardian angel. In fact, for Christmas last year, I bought her a Willow Tree Angel that is holding an apple. Mrs. Sides is my hero and someone I strive to be like every day of my life. If I am half as compassionate as Mrs. Sides when I’m older, I will be able to say that I am successful. This world needs more Mrs. Sides’. 


Friday Faves

I follow quite a few blogs that participate in Five on Friday - a weekly post showing five of their favorite things.  Though I've never participated, I also haven't had a ton to blog about lately, so I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon today.  Only instead of Five on Friday, I'm making it Seven.  Because I just couldn't choose five of my current favorite things.  Enjoy! :)

{ONE}

It's opening day at Kauffman Stadium!!  As much as I love the start of football season, there's something very refreshing about the start of baseball season that makes me love it even more!  Spring, summer, warm weather, tailgating, ballpark hot dogs.  Seriously, what's better?!  I also love the background sound of baseball games on t.v. each night.  Love, love, love!  I'm rocking my Royals shirt today and can't wait for the first glimpse of Kauffman {on t.v., of course} today at 3:10.  Let's go Royals!



Brantley wore his Royals gear, too.  On Monday--for the season opener in Detroit--and again today for the home opener.  (I promise I did laundry between then and now!)  And somehow, when I asked him what was on his shirt this morning, he proudly responded with "Royals"!  Smart kid...



{TWO}

I ordered these super cute personalized Easter basket liners for my boys earlier today!  They are from Pottery Barn Kids and a little pricey, but I don't splurge all that often.  And I plan to use them until my boys are too old for the Easter Bunny....which is really, like, when they go to college.  So $20 divided by 18 years equals practically nothing, right? :)  I did save a few dollars by purchasing the wicker Easter baskets at Target.  Keeping my fingers crossed that the liners fit appropriately!



{THREE}

Social Suppers.  I've blogged about it before, but it's been a long while since I've attended.  One of my goals for this weekend is to prepare a few freezer meals for when Baby arrives.  Though I like cooking and plan to make some from scratch, I also love the idea of Social Suppers.  Sign up, select your meals, and attend/make the meals (five to six in about an hour's time).  Leave the grocery shopping and clean up to the Social Suppers employees. :)  It also allows for variety and a change in what I typically make.  I totally recommend it to local friends, especially in preparation for an upcoming birth.  On my meal list for tomorrow: Crispy Almond Chicken Tenders, Loaded Mac & Cheese, Spinach Artichoke Calzones, Summit Omelet, and Whitefish with Lemon Vinaigrette. 



{FOUR}

I think it's safe to assume that Spring is officially {finally} here!  Today isn't so nice with a high of only 52, but we've had plenty of 60 and 70 degree, sunny days as of late.  Lots of rain this week, but no complaints {yet} because the grass has turned a nice shade of green!



{FIVE}

We finished swim lessons this past Wednesday.  In the end, we weren't overly impressed by the sessions (or the teacher), but Brantley is only 20 months old and the cost was only $35, so we didn't expect much!  I will say, he was more comfortable jumping in and floating on his back by night four and the weekly lessons made for a fun family activity, so all in all, we're glad we signed up!  The lessons also gave me an excuse to snap some seriously cute pics of my little dude in his swim trunks.






{SIX}

These came in the mail last week.  First shipment for Baby #2!



{SEVEN}

Two more weeks of school.  10 days and counting.  Two weeks from today will be a Good Friday, for sure! 



Happy Friday, everyone!

 

Bumpdate: Week 37

It's April - BABY MONTH (hopefully) - and, according to some sources, Baby is officially full term!  I've known multiple friends that have gone into labor around 37 weeks, so I'm reminding myself that it could happen any day now!  Of course, I'm not holding my breath either, but I've had a strong intuition over these last few days that he's coming early.  I still need to pack my hospital bag, but the base to our infant car seat is installed {once again}, so we're ready to bring home a baby!  And man, if having two car seats in the backseat doesn't make you feel old, I'm not sure what does!

At my appointment yesterday, I was dilated a "tight" 2cm.  Not surprising to me because my Braxton Hicks contractions have returned big time just in the last couple of days.  My cervix was still "thick, but soft."  Good signs that my body is prepping nicely, according to my doc.  I hope this means a quick and easy labor, like last time.  I've been having dreams about the labor/delivery process and even woke up last night thinking I was in labor due to some painful, period-like cramps.  Luckily, I fell back asleep and the cramps disappeared, but my mind was sure going in all different directions there for awhile! 

How Far Along: 37 weeks

Size of Baby: ~19+ inches, ~6 1/3 pounds; the size of a bunch of Swiss chard

Gender: BOY

Weight Gain: 30ish pounds?  Not sure...

Food Cravings: Nothing specific

Food Aversions: None

Movement: Still moving in there, but I feel the space getting tighter, for sure!  Hiccups nearly every day.

Sleep: Okay this week.  I've been hot, uncomfortable, and woken up to pretty bad acid reflux.

Clothing: The same.

Other Pregnancy Symptoms: The same - acid reflux, restless legs, sore feet, tingly/achy hands, a semi-popped belly button, and Braxton Hicks galore!  With the warm weather comes swelling, as well.  I've gone without my wedding band the last few days, but luckily, my engagement ring still fits.

What I Miss: Counting down the days until I can drink an icy, cold beverage.

Best Moment: Learning of my body's progress!

Looking Forward To: Meeting Baby H!

Here's my bump!  As a co-worker exclaimed at school today, "Whoa, you're getting big!"  Of course, I took it in stride (and laughed), but note--this isn't something you typically say to a pregnant lady!


And a comparison pic...