Thursday, March 25, 2010

Brooks - 2 Months!

Yesterday marks his two month birthday. A few updates....he suddenly seems huge. We go to the doctor tomorrow for his two month visit and Leah's 4 year check-up, so I'm really excited to see how much he weighs. This also means the start of the vaccines (ouch!). Hopefully, he'll do ok because from the office, we're headed straight to SC for spring break. 9 hours in the car! We're going to stay at my parents' new place which should be complete this week. It's only about five mins down the road from Mike's house so all of my family will be together for the week. Should be fun.

Other updates....last Saturday Brooks was baptized. I had temporarily misplaced my camera so I had to have other people take pictures. When I get my hands on those, I'll be sure to post about it. I can still smell the chrism in his hair. I've intentionally washed his hair only slightly since that day. The smell is one of my favorite things!

Brooks is sleeping really well at night. Usually, he's in bed around 9, then wakes up at 1/1:30, eats and falls back to sleep till 4:30ish. Then he sleeps till around 7. I was just saying to Jeremy last night that it's been a while since he's been awake for a long stretch during the night. I don't mind waking up to feed him, as long as he goes back to sleep. Plus, I usually nurse him laying down and fall back to sleep myself!!

Here he is with dad on March 23rd
His cheeks are starting to get chubby!
This is yesterday, the 24th
He's starting to smile more and more, especially when we talk to him. He cooes a lot now too! He's so sweet!

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Happy 4th Birthday Leah!!


"Leah Becca" she has called herself since she could talk. Now she's 4!!! However, as cliche as it might sound, I can remember the day she was born like it was yesterday. Shocked and excstatic when the doctor announced she was a girl. It was such a special day. As with the birth of every child, life's never the same afterwards. Leah keeps us hopping. She's most often having a good time and talking, laughing or singing. In fact, if I don't hear her, I wonder if something is wrong. Daughters are so different than sons, or at least Leah. I don't have any other daughters to compare her to, but I'm constantly asking myself if I'm treating her right, spending enough time talking with her, if I'm too hard on her, if I'm not hard enough on her, why she does or says the things she says, etc, etc. With the boys, you know what you're getting. For some reason, I've got my hand on the pulse as far as how things are going with them. With Leah, sometimes I'm left wondering, just hoping we're doing a good job.

Back to her birthday, which was Monday the 15th....she had school that day and was "Star of the Week" in Miss Ellen's class. They rotate who's the star each week and try to make it coincide with their birthday week. They get to do things like be line leader, mom or dad can come in and read their favorite book to the class, etc. Miss Ellen also encourages you to put together a poster collage about them, something they can hang in the classroom. We filled it with pics from her birth until now and I took Kristy's interview idea and asked her several questions about herself, filling in the answers on the poster. The poster's still at school or I would list the answers. I'll have to post on that later. We brought in My Little Pony fruit snacks as the snack that day and on Thursday of her star week, I read "Horton Hears a Who", one of the favorites in the house. A great book, but a little on the long side for a class full of 3 year olds. It doesn't seem that long when reading it at home. The class did a great job listening though.

That night, we had the family over for pizza and cake. One thing she kept asking for was a pony cake, so we attempted a pony cake. I ended up buying some My Little Pony toys and putting them on the cake with pink sprinkles, not very creative, but she liked it. Leah and Carter helped with the decorating.

Here's all the cousins playing in the sun room with Trenton front and center.

Check out that masterpiece!

She ate off the special red plate. I need a new ceramic marker for the record on the back. The old one is worn out. Any ideas on where to get one? Maybe Michaels. I couldn't find it on-line.
Here's Leah, during the olympics. She and Carter kept gearing up for the bobsled.

This shirt has been around since Jeremy was a kid. His mom made it and both Leah and Carter have worn it. Leah now wears it as a night shirt and it's so comfy, having been washed a thousand times.

I just thought this pic was funny. A long time ago, I blogged about checking on her one night and finding her with her doll stroller across her back while she was sleeping. Well, her funny sleep stories continue. On this particular night, Jer and I went in to check on them before bed and found Leah sprawled out in her bathing suit. She had changed after we put her to bed and then brought a bunch of books into bed with her. I can remember calling up to see what the noise was and Carter yelled back that she's just getting books, covering for the fact that she was changing into her bathing suit! Anything for a little bit of summer.
And here they are today, snacking on some giant lollipops....hopefully all their teeth won't fall out!Happy 4th Birthday Leah!! We love you to pieces! When I tell her that, she corrects me and says, "No Mom, Grandpa loves me to pieces!"

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Mastitis

It's been kind of a yucky week of not feeling great. It started with a blocked duct which led to mastitis. Then I got a cold and another blocked duct. Still on the antibiotic and hoping it works because I'm still pretty sore. Yesterday, I had to call in for reinforcements b/c I just couldn't get through the day! Thankfully, my mom came and picked up the three older kids for the afternoon. By the time she arrived, I was in tears. It was the first breakdown since giving birth. Being sick while taking care of toddlers and the pain and fever were horrible...I just couldn't do anything and it's like they know when you're weak! When my mom walked in and I broke down, Carter got so worried. He came over and just stared at me. Then he told my mom that "mommy needs some quiet time.", which only made me cry more.

I went to the doctor and then spent the afternoon in bed with Brooks, nursing on and off and sleeping. I felt a lot better last night. Today is a sunny warm day, supposed to top out in the high 30's. I think we'll take a walk. Hopefully the fresh air will be good for all!!

Thanks again to mom for saving me during my very lowest time and of course to Jeremy who took over for all evening duties! He even cleaned the kitchen...I'm a lucky lady.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Makes sense to me

I rarely post about politics, as this is our family blog. However, I couldn't help but notice how much this article pertains to my own family and the concerns I have about what could happen. Really, the future of my kids and grandkids. It's put so clearly here....


STEYN: Our own Greek tragedy

While President Obama was making his latest pitch for a brand new, even more unsustainable entitlement at the health care "summit," thousands of Greeks took to the streets to riot. An enterprising cable network might have shown the two scenes on a continuous split screen - because they're part of the same story. It's just that Greece is a little further along in the plot: They're at the point where the canoe is about to plunge over the falls. America is further upstream and can still pull for shore, but has decided instead that what it needs to do is catch up with the Greek canoe. Chapter One (the introduction of unsustainable entitlements) leads eventually to Chapter 20 (total societal collapse): The Greeks are at Chapter 17 or 18.

What's happening in the developed world today isn't so very hard to understand: The 20th century Bismarckian welfare state has run out of people to stick it to. In America, the feckless insatiable boobs in Washington, Sacramento, Albany and elsewhere are screwing over our kids and grandkids. In Europe, they've reached the next stage in social democratic evolution: There are no kids or grandkids to screw over. The United States has a fertility rate of around 2.1, or just over two kids per couple. Greece has a fertility rate of about 1.3: 10 grandparents have six kids have four grandkids - i.e., the family tree is upside down. Demographers call 1.3 "lowest-low" fertility - the point from which no society has ever recovered. And compared to Spain and Italy, Greece has the least worst fertility rate in Mediterranean Europe.

So you can't borrow against the future because, in the most basic sense, you don't have one. Greeks in the public sector retire at 58, which sounds great. But, when 10 grandparents have four grandchildren, who pays for you to spend the last third of your adult life loafing around?

By the way, you don't have to go to Greece to experience Greek-style retirement: The Athenian "public service" of California has been metaphorically face-down in the ouzo for a generation. Still, America as a whole is not yet Greece. A couple of years ago, when I wrote my book "America Alone," I put the Social Security debate in a bit of perspective: On 2005 figures, projected public pensions liabilities were expected to rise by 2040 to about 6.8 percent of GDP. In Greece, the figure was 25 percent. In other words, head for the hills, Armageddon, outta here, The End. Since then, the situation has worsened in both countries. And really the comparison is academic: Whereas America still has a choice, Greece isn't going to have a 2040 - not without a massive shot of Reality Juice.

Is that likely to happen? At such moments, I like to modify Gerald Ford. When seeking to ingratiate himself with conservative audiences, President Ford liked to say: "A government big enough to give you everything you want is big enough to take away everything you have." Which is true enough. But there's an intermediate stage: A government big enough to give you everything you want isn't big enough to get you to give any of it back. That's the point Greece is at. Its socialist government has been forced into supporting a package of austerity measures. The Greek people's response is: Nuts to that. Public sector workers have succeeded in redefining time itself: Every year, they receive 14 monthly payments. You do the math. And for about seven months' work - for many of them the workday ends at 2:30 p.m. When they retire, they get 14 monthly pension payments. In other words: Economic reality is not my problem. I want my benefits. And, if it bankrupts the entire state a generation from now, who cares as long as they keep the checks coming until I croak?

We hard-hearted, small-government guys are often damned as selfish types who care nothing for the general welfare. But, as the Greek protests make plain, nothing makes an individual more selfish than the socially equitable communitarianism of big government. Once a chap's enjoying the fruits of government health care, government-paid vacation, government-funded early retirement, and all the rest, he couldn't give a hoot about the general societal interest. He's got his, and to hell with everyone else. People's sense of entitlement endures long after the entitlement has ceased to make sense.

The perfect spokesman for the entitlement mentality is the deputy prime minister of Greece. The European Union has concluded that the Greek government's austerity measures are insufficient and, as a condition of bailout, has demanded something more robust. Greece is no longer a sovereign state: It's General Motors, and the EU is Washington, and the Greek electorate is happy to play the part of the United Auto Workers - everything's on the table except anything that would actually make a difference. In practice, because Spain, Portugal, Italy and Ireland are also on the brink of the abyss, a "European" bailout will be paid for by Germany. So the aforementioned Greek deputy prime minister, Theodoros Pangalos, has denounced the conditions of the EU deal on the grounds that the Germans stole all the bullion from the Bank of Greece during the Second World War. Welfare always breeds contempt, in nations as much as inner-city housing projects. How dare you tell us how to live! Just give us your money and push off.

Unfortunately, Germany is no longer an economic powerhouse. As Angela Merkel pointed out a year ago, for Germany, an Obama-sized stimulus was out of the question simply because its foreign creditors know there are not enough young Germans around ever to repay it. Over 30 percent of German women are childless; among German university graduates, it's over 40 percent. And for the ever dwindling band of young Germans who make it out of the maternity ward, there's precious little reason to stick around. Why be the last handsome blond lederhosen-clad Aryan lad working the late shift at the beer garden in order to prop up singlehandedly entire retirement homes? And that's before the EU decides to add the Greeks to your burdens. Germans, who retire at 67, are now expected to sustain the unsustainable 14 monthly payments per year for Greeks who retire at 58.

Think of Greece as California: Every year an irresponsible and corrupt bureaucracy awards itself higher pay and better benefits paid for by an ever-shrinking wealth-generating class. And think of Germany as one of the less profligate, still just about functioning corners of America such as my own state of New Hampshire: Responsibility doesn't pay. You'll wind up bailing out anyway. The problem is there are never enough of "the rich" to fund the entitlement state, because in the end, it disincentivizes everything from wealth creation to self-reliance to the basic survival instinct, as represented by the fertility rate. In Greece, they've run out Greeks, so they'll stick it to the Germans, like French farmers do. In Germany, the Germans have only been able to afford to subsidize French farming because they stick their defense tab to the Americans. And in America President Obama, Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid are saying we need to paddle faster to catch up with the Greeks and Germans. What could go wrong?