Finding calm in the chaos

Finding calm in the chaos

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

don't quit your day job

I've gotten my back popped a few times and have been surprised at how amazingly effective it is.

Jen: And, tomorrow, I'm going to get my back popped again. I'm so excited!
Joe: Listen to you. You're like an addict.
Jen: I know. It's like...crack!
Joe: (pause) Did you spend all day coming up with that? Did you come up with that yourself?
Jen: No. I just came up with it now. On the fly. I can be punny.
Joe: Sure you did.

He so doesn't get me.

Monday, September 28, 2009


Gentle readers,

We are back from our San Francisco adventure. It was great fun, but as with all adventures with small children, it was busy! Especially since Joe stayed behind to hold down the fort. I am exhausted and didn't take many pictures. But, Sam and I have some fun stories to share. So, when we recover (or rather his mama recovers) and get a good night's sleep under our belts, we'll be back to entertain you.

Until then,
Jen, Sam, and Pudge

Thursday, September 24, 2009

sweet potatoes

Pudge has been craving sweet potatoes. Not just sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes with the perfect marshmallow-to-potato ratio. And, like a good mother, I aim to please.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Broken Wing, Jr. flies again

Broken Wing's cast was removed yesterday. He was very brave about the whole thing, as long as he didn't to have look at the saw. The big meltdown happened when his mother, having forgotten pregnant women can't get xrayed, had to hand him over to the xray tech for an xray.

His arm is not quite healed, but they think it'll be completely healed in another week. "Just don't let him jump off things or fall down." Sure. No problem. Why don't I just achieve world peace while I'm at it?

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009


Hi. Sam here. Last Sunday was Mom and Dad's anniversary, so they celebrated by taking me to the zoo. I don't know how they partied before I got here...what would they do without me?
Dad pushed me in the stroller in between exhibits. I yelled and signed "All done" whenever I saw something cool, so he'd know I wanted out. The animals were fascinating.
Dad helped me drop some coins into the well. I wanted to go after them, but he wouldn't let me. I got to feed the goats and sheep. I got a little scared when a big goat rammed a little goat and decided I would just drop the food on my side of the fence...safer that way, you know. But, then Mom would pick it up and give it to the scary goat.

I wasn't scared of the penguins, though. They were funny. They thought I was going to feed them my snacks, but I told them, "No, no!".Afterwards, we all went home and took a nap. I think it was their best anniversary yet!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Pudge update

We are 17 1/2 weeks and (knock on wood...quickly!), I think finally starting to feel better. I had a check up today. After my fainting spell and subsequent IV fluids on my birthday, I tweaked my back, so my doc (who is a DO, skilled at these bone manipulation things) popped my back and neck today. Glorious relief...although I do feel a little beat up.

Pudge's heart rate is 153 today and we have our BIG ultrasound September 30.

Do you think we should find out the gender or not? Post a comment and let us know.

In the meantime, here's a belly pic to show our progress. We're a lot bigger this time at 17 weeks than we were with Sam.

separated at birth

Sam's broken arm has caused him to discard his universal sign "more" since it's a little hard to get two hands in on the action when one is in cast. We were pleasantly surprised that he knows all the signs we've been throwing at him for the last 3 months...he just never used them before.

One of these signs is "Dad", which he has started using when he's looking for Dad, happy to see Dad, or when we're talking about Dad. On the airplane home from Seattle, I said, "Sam, say good-bye to Seattle. We're on our way home to see Dad." And he signed Dad repeatedly and emphatically.

During our flight, the man next to us turned on CNN and President Obama was on, talking about healthcare. Sam was enthralled.

Sam (signing): Dad! Dad! Dad!

Jen: No, that's not your Dad. That's President Obama. I know it's easy to get them confused. They look a lot alike.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Monday, September 14, 2009

Seattle trip

Hi. Sam here. For Labor Day weekend, Mom and I got on an airplane and flew to Seattle to celebrate her and Ninang's birthday. We also went to meet Dani, Aunt Deanna's new baby. I had so much fun, but Mom's camera batteries died on our first day there, so there's hardly any pictures.

Highlights of our trip:
  • My Get-Well balloon from the Gemmers.
  • Hanging out with Mercy and Lala so Mom, Ninang and Aunt Deanna could go out to a no-kid (well, they brought Dani, but they said she didn't count because she doesn't throw food or yell).
  • Having Jen & Kaylin and Rae & Andrew come visit us. Both Jen and Rae are also having babies, due around the same time as Pudge.
  • Spending 3 super awesome days at Miracle Ranch.
  • Take a trip to the Seattle Children's Museum and meeting up with Mom, Ninang, and Aunt Deanna's good friend, Andrea and daughter Cecilia.
  • Having lots of fun with my cousins and the Gemmer girls. Of course, at this age, fun also includes a lot of tears and Noah wishing Baby Sam weren't his cousin, but our moms hope we'll grow out of this soon.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Six years later

Joe and I celebrated six years of marriage today. Well, actually, we celebrated yesterday because Heather volunteered to come over and baby sit. She'd offered to keep Sam overnight and we'd booked a theme suite at Destinations Inn, but Sam has been sleeping so poorly with his cast, we thought we should take her up on her offer another time.

So, Joe and I went out to dinner at Collage. I ate like a true pregnant woman, enjoying a goat cheese pouch with figs, sampling Joe's tomatillo gazpacho, and chowing down on buffalo steak with sweet potatoes. For dessert, Joe and I shared blood orange sorbet and port creme brulee. Not bad for a girl who was on IV fluids a week ago, huh?

Today, we celebrated our six years by taking Sam to the zoo. We have lots of pictures to share about that this week. Six years of marriage, 2 dogs, 1 baby and another on the way...we've shared lots of adventures and look forward to those yet to come.

Monday, September 07, 2009

Broken Wing, Jr.

Joe's youngest brother, Jeff, broke his arm during 2 summers during his childhood, earning him the name Broken Wing.

Sam broke his arm Friday morning at daycare, after jumping off the stairs to the slide. Now, we're calling him Broken Wing, Jr.

He's doing fine, although adjusting to sleeping in a cast has been challenging to him and his mother. He broke both radius and ulna and will be in the cast for a short 2 1/2 weeks.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Wendi's wedding

Hi. Sam here. After lunch at Team Eddys', we loaded back into the car (I was NOT happy) and drove to the Gorge for John and Wendi's wedding. (Wendi is Dad's cousin). Thankfully, Mom fed me cookies all the way to the wedding, so I was in a good mood by the time we showed up. I looked pretty handsome in my wedding clothes. Dad bought them for me about a month ago. I guess I grow pretty quickly because Mom said they were like a sausage casing.Anyway, I knew it was going to be a good party because they started it off by giving out FANS. Yep. To EVERYONE. I even got a fan. And, then I got TWO fans because someone thought I needed another one. Mom said it was one of the most beautiful weddings she'd ever been to. Me, too, but it's the only one I've ever been to.

These handsome guys are my uncles Steve and Jeff. They were ushers.

These good lookin' people are my Grandma and Grandpa.

Here's Dad and Grandpa. They were on baby-wrangling duty right before the ceremony. Mom just sat down; she said she was too hot and pregnant to chase a baby. We didn't get a picture of Mom at the wedding, but she says not to worry about it. She looked the same as she did at the class reunion 'cause she wore the same dress.And, here's Wendi and her dad walking her down the aisle. And, Wendi and John (only part of his face, sorry) at the reception. Mom kept saying over and over again how beautiful Wendi looked and something about how Wendi's dress made her want to get married all over again. Then, Dad asked, "But who would you marry?". Mom punched him. My parents are funny. Later, we partied it up at the reception. I had such a good time dancing with Uncle Steve that I didn't even let my mom hold me or dance with she danced with Dad and Uncle Jeff. But, eventually, I fell asleep when Grandma started snuggling me. That always happens...Grandma and her snuggling. I just can't stay awake when she starts all that snuggling. She snuggles me and I tuck my arms in under my tummy...and...yawn...I get sleepy just thinking about it.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

kissing cousins

Hi. Sam here. After our week of chaos, we finally got our basement cleaned and Dad hooked up our computer again. Mom's sick, so I'm running the blog these days.

Here's some pictures of our trip last weekend. On our way to the Gorge, we stopped at Team Eddys' house to spend the night. Kate and Glory have the coolest play table. I wanted to play with it as soon as we got to Spokane, but Mom told me it was time to sleep because it was midnight so I got to play with it with Kate and Glory in the morning.

The next morning, while Uncle Kevin put the girls down for a nap, the rest of us went to the P-A-R-K. It was fun. There were swings. There were rocking horses (or some kind of animals). Noah got into a pick up game of whiffle ball with some other boys. Ninang even played catcher.