tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854036127947504882024-03-06T00:59:08.494-06:00Deuces Wild & An Ace in the Hole!Two IVF's, Two Pugs, Two Pre-School Girls + a Toddler Boy = Two Very Exhausted Parents! Welcome to our life!Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.comBlogger216125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-33509923632427316652016-10-23T21:31:00.000-05:002016-10-23T21:31:54.165-05:00Mommy, you graduated from homework!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJY5pXkFpM87fDkx0SB7k39vrqpYn0w0oJ-afNWUsuZ_yDKomNpJW2jw-qOO1_Yqohpg_8JGGtwfebW0zNRpvf_ra0pl528b8gVMQmB6jXsd7Hq7wQcfh6INt1VLujGElu0uPt8Fz9K8/s1600/FullSizeRender+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJY5pXkFpM87fDkx0SB7k39vrqpYn0w0oJ-afNWUsuZ_yDKomNpJW2jw-qOO1_Yqohpg_8JGGtwfebW0zNRpvf_ra0pl528b8gVMQmB6jXsd7Hq7wQcfh6INt1VLujGElu0uPt8Fz9K8/s320/FullSizeRender+10.jpg" width="320" /></a>I spent the last 3 years of my life pursuing my Master's degree. I figured that I should probably decide what I wanted to be when I grew up, and for the first time in my life I actually thought that working in management for the rest of my life sounded good. Really? Who says that?! So, I set to work pursuing my degree in Healthcare Operations Management. I am thrilled to have finally met my goal!<br />
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Now that I'm done I have absolutely no idea how I found the time to work on my Masters with 3 young children in the house. Late nights, busy nap-times, and 11:55 PM deadlines were the norm. I wondered if the kids would even remember that I went to school when they were little. As graduation loomed near I learned that my going to school left a profound impression on the kids. First, it taught them perseverance - things may get hard and you may want to give up - but you have to keep pushing through. That have since applied this to their violin lessons. Sweet! Second, it taught them humility, they couldn't always be #1 and sometimes Mom's needs had to go above theirs. This is very difficult for children to understand. And finally it taught them the importance of education- a degree/education is something no one can take away from you.<br />
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I never would have been able to complete my degree without the sacrifice and commitment from my family. Si has been nothing short of amazing over the past three years. You need to study? No problem, take the time you need. You need to go meet up with classmates to figure out how to get through Data Analytics or Turning Data Into Information and be gone for 5 hours? I'm happy to support you. AMAZING. I love this man to pieces.<br />
I spent at least 4 nights a week, after the kids went to bed or while they were napping, studying and completing papers and homework. Clearly the kids noticed. When they came to graduation and saw me get my degree Bri said "Mommy, you just graduated from homework didn't you?". Why yes sweet child, I did. <br />
Check that off the bucket list.<br />
On to the next!<br />
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Until next time~<br />
Megan<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I feel like I haven’t talked to you guys in forever! In
truth, it’s been quite a long while. So sorry! When I started taking my Master’s
classes (way back in 2013!) I quickly cut down on my blogging.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s sad though, because I have SO much to
say!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>LOL. First things first, I will be
done with my Master’s in May, thank goodness, and then I will have part of my
life back! I’m glad that I went back to school but absolutely underestimated
the amount of time it would take me to do an online degree program.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m happy to be done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, almost done. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">In the meantime, there have been lots of happenings in the
Hollibaugh household.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hudson is 3.5, and
a heart breaker! He’s the sweetest most ornery kid I think I’ve ever met.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I go between wanting to hug and snuggle the
crap out of him and wanting to hang him by his toenails.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>LOL.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
only I was kidding. The girls (Livvy and Bri) are now 5, and could not be more
different.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Olivia is a total girly girl
princess who never stops talking (ever) and Brianna is a super creative total tomboy
who loves to do things on her own.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Honestly, they complement each other perfectly! HA!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">What I’d like to talk about today is school, and to
separate, or not to separate your multiple’s in the classroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>First, what we’ve done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Olivia and Brianna are in their second year
of Montessori.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Montessori they
attend has 4 preschool classes, so we were given the option to keep the girls
together or split them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Year one we
decided kept them together in the same classroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It seemed to go really well, but at the end
of the year, Bri asked to be in a different classroom than her sister.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We weren’t sure if it was just a fluke thing
as she’d been pretty happy being in the same class for most of the year, but we
were also unsure about keeping them together anyway (many opinions in the
multiples community), so we quickly agreed to separate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This year they have been apart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While the teachers seem to think that the
girls are both doing very well in separate classrooms, that is not really the
same sentiment I am getting from either of the girls.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In fact, Olivia and Brianna have both requested
to be together in the same classroom again next year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Okay kiddos, noted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Honestly whatever they want to do is okay
with me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We don’t have a guidebook for
twins (wish we did sometimes!) and frankly I’m okay with the girls calling
their own shots with this.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After all, it
affects them a whole lot more than it affects me!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So twin and triplet mommas…..what did you do with school?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or what do you intend to do?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Keep them together?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Split them up?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And why?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Has it worked well? Or not?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tell
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Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-73623467481404456622015-04-05T00:54:00.002-05:002015-04-05T00:54:28.481-05:00Happy Easter Friends!Happy Easter 2015!<br />
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Olivia and Brianna, Age 4.5, Hudson, Age 2.75<br />
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~MeganMiss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-64151970660453409772015-02-13T14:00:00.000-06:002015-02-13T14:00:02.101-06:00Happy Valentine's Day 2015!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Valentine's Day is my favorite holiday. Truly it is. And it's not because it's a ridiculously commercialized holiday where flower shops can charge 4x the normal charge for flowers, mylar balloon sales are in the millions, or because couples go out to expensive restaurants to show their apparent love for one another. No. Although I DO love a good meal, that is the opposite of why I love Valentine's Day.<br />
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I love Valentine's Day because it is the one day each year that people are encouraged to focus on the love they have for one another and show each other how much they care. <i>Please note - this doesn't have to be anything romantic.</i> I mean sure, there are hearts and cupid and arrows and lips all over the place to designate the Valentine's holiday, but truly, I think Valentine's is more about showing others how much you care about them. Every year I make little gifts for my unit staff for V-day. This year I'm doing heart coffee cups filled with chocolates. YUM. And the point of me doing this is, my staff know that I truly care about each one of them and they ARE appreciated. I know they really enjoy getting something at work on Valentine's Day (who doesn't?!).<br />
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So....Happy Valentine's Day to YOU! I hope you know that I care about you, and thank you for reading my blog =). Be sure to tell the people in your life how much you love them and care for them. That's truly what V-day is all about! My kids share my love of Valentine's Day and even had pictures taken to commemorate! They wish you a Happy Valentine's Day as well! Hope your day is awesome! <br />
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MeganMiss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-67863641832108660472015-02-05T23:54:00.000-06:002015-02-05T23:54:08.579-06:00Everything Changes (when all I really want is for things to stay the same)Props to the stay at home moms out there. Props to the stay at home moms who have husbands that travel. And even bigger props to the military families that have to run as single parent families while one parent is off defending our country. I have a whole new respect for what each of you go through day in and day out. <i>Wow</i>. That is all. What a different perspective.<br />
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Si took a new job in December. Truth be told, he had to. He was laid off from his previous job. They told him in October. I'm still not sure why they let him go. Maybe they weren't busy enough. Maybe Si was too expensive of an employee. Maybe Si didn't do the paperwork the way they wanted. I don't know. Si took a new job December 15th. Since December 15th he has been out of town for 9 days (8 nights). Soon he will go out of town again, but this time for two weeks straight. TWO WEEKS.<br />
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That means, for that two week period, I am a single mom to three young children. A single mom who is also working full time, going to school, running the social events for our non-profit multiples organization, trying to make it to violin practice on time, doing a gazillion loads of laundry because the girls HAVE to wear three outfits a day and (surprise!) one of the kids peed the bed (again), and I'm trying to find time to cook a wholesome meal for my family (screw it, we may live on mac and cheese and hot dogs while Si's gone!). It is exhausting. I have a whole new respect for single parents, I truly do.<br />
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My post for the New Year introduced my word for the year: Joy. Finding joy in the little things. But holy crap....it is HARD. I know my kids are growing at the speed of light. I know soon they will be in school and won't want to hang out with me at. all. But for now, I am having difficulty having fun being a mom. I'm probably too busy. I get that. I did that to myself. I do have to work full time, so that's a given, but school? Is that really necessary? What about my volunteer work? If I gave some of these other things up, would I be better able to find the joy in my kids??? I'm not so sure. <br />
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How on earth are you supposed to know if you are doing the right things? How do you decide what is most important? I know I am asking questions that don't have any real answer, but it's helpful to know that I'm not the only one thinking this stuff. I'm not, am I?! This mom gig is hard!!<br />
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I will leave you with a picture of each of the kidlets...in all of their growing-up-too-fast goodness.<br />
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MeganMiss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-73713207375142881992015-01-07T17:28:00.003-06:002015-01-07T17:28:42.100-06:00A Look Back, and a Look to the Future<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>As I look back on 2014 I see a year filled with many new
adventures:</em> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The girls first day at Montessori </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Attempting to potty training a boy (they want to stand! Eek!)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My first time actually eating sushi (and liking
it!)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">SCUBA diving in Jamaica (and LOVING IT!)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Swimming with the dolphins</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">”Single parenting” for a week while Si was out
of town on business</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The kiddos trying crab legs for the first time (check that – hoovering 2 lbs of crab legs)</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>But it was also a year full of endings….<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My last nursing session with Hudson</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The girls last day at their preschool down the street, and the loss of new friends</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Our last ladies night in our neighborhood (after several awesome neighbors moved away)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Selling the girls cribs, Hudson’s baby clothes, bottles, and toys</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The realization that I will probably never have another itty bitty baby of my own to snuggle, nurse, or wake up to at 3 AM.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“The ending of an era, and the turning of a page” as Tim
McGraw would say…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So what is my focus for 2015?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I saw a blog post a couple of years ago (when I still had
the time to read blogs daily) where the writer chose a word or two to focus on
for the upcoming New Year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think it’s
a great idea, and I’ve decided to take on the challenge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My word for 2015 is <strong>JOY</strong>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am going to make it my mission in 2015 to
find <strong>JOY </strong>not only in the things I do, but especially within my interactions with my children. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Like any parent, I get frustrated with my feisty, often
back-talking<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>4 year olds, and it keeps
me from focusing on the good that they bring to my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is amazing to see the world through the
eyes of a child.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Christmas was a great
example of that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh how their eyes lit
up when they met Santa and again Christmas morning when they opened their gifts
– AMAZING!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">This year I intend to focus on understanding my children,
their needs and aspirations, and try to harness the <strong>JOY </strong>that they bring me each
day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s difficult to parent toddlers
and preschoolers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know it is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But truthfully it’s not going to be anything
compared to parenting teenagers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am
not looking forward to that one bit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
can truly see the importance of shaping and reinforcing now the behaviors I
want them to display in the future, while I still can.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To be perfectly honest, changing their behavior means
checking my own behavior at the door before trying to correct theirs. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have this habit of yelling at my kiddos when
they aren’t listening.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sound
familiar?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yelling at my children doesn’t
stop them from yelling, or make them listen to what I am saying.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instead, it shows them that it is okay to
yell when they are upset, and it may even show them a “scary” side of mommy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s not how I want my kids to see me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I want them to see me as someone they can
trust, someone they can talk to about anything, someone they can bring their
concerns to. Not someone who is going to yell at them or blow them off because
I am frustrated, busy doing something else, or don’t care what they have to
tell me (for the 7<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> time today).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I hope to show my children more patience.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And I hope to be able to spend time with them
while they still want to spend time with me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I know my time is growing short to be able to spend good old fashioned
quality time with my kids.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They will
soon be introduced to the world of school, commitments, and ultimately other
kids.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I want to make sure my kids really
know that I love them and want to be with them and think they are great! It
shouldn’t be too hard of a goal to reach, right? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Here’s to 2015!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">What is your word (or words) for 2015?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why did you choose it?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Megan<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-28142428972941151102014-06-26T12:33:00.000-05:002014-06-26T12:33:45.499-05:00Me oh my - look who is 2!!!"Baby" Hudson turned 2 about a week ago. Seriously, I think he is going to be "Baby" forever. I've tried to tell him that he's my "big boy" but he wants absolutely nothing to do with that. Nope, he's my "baby" (secretly don't mind a bit!) and the girls still refer to his as "Baby", so I think the name just might stick for a while! Poor kid. He will be walking around kindergarden still being called "Baby"....<br />
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We were just in for our 2 year checkup on Monday, and his stats crack me up. He is big for a boy, but smaller than the girls were at 2 years old - a full inch shorter and about 3.5 lbs lighter! This should be fun when they get older....hopefully he has a chance to outgrow his sisters sometime....otherwise it's hard to justify telling him not to hit his sisters when they tower over him;-).<br />
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Anyhow, on to Hudson's 2 year stats:<br />
<u>Height -</u> 36 inches - 90th percentile<br />
<u>Weight</u> - 31 lbs, 2 oz - 83rd percentile<br />
<u>Head Circumfrence</u> - 47.5 cm - 71st percentile<br />
<u>Diaper size</u> - 4, size 5 at night.<br />
<u>Clothes size</u> - 24 month and 2T<br />
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<em>Just for comparison purposes the girls were:</em><br />
<em><u>Height</u> - 37" (99th percentile)</em><br />
<em><u>Weight</u> - 34lbs 7 oz, and 34 lbs 14 oz (99th percentile)</em><br />
<em><u>Diaper size</u> - 5</em><br />
<em><u>Clothes size</u> - 3T</em><br />
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I continue to be amazed by how much different boys are than girls. Mr H is so affectionate and lovey with me, I just love it. He is still nursing first thing in the morning and before bed, and I'm having such a hard time weaning him. Not only does he love to nurse, and not only do I love the time, but he really doesn't like milk so I don't think he would be getting his necessary calcium if he wasn't nursing. Si and I are taking a 10 year anniversary trip back to Jamaica later this summer though and we will be gone for a week, so he will need to wean sometime soon. He's just my baby.....and I don't know that I'm ready to wean either! I'd love to have my body back, but.....<br />
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As usual, there's lots going on here. The girls are doing Splish Splash summer camp this week at their new Montessori, and they are loving it. I'm so glad...you never know what the response will be to an all new situation and location. I'm thrilled they are enjoying it. They also don't seem to mind that they are going to school/camp everyday. They are getting upset that Hudson is getting to do fun stuff with the nanny while they are at school, but they would still rather go to school, so that's a definite WIN in my book!<br />
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Okay, I've got to be boring you with my rambling. So thrilled summer is here, and I hope you guys are outside enjoying it just as much as we are here!<br />
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Until next time - <br />
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<em></em><br />Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-4461209098314838522014-04-08T22:26:00.001-05:002014-04-08T22:26:59.078-05:00Pictures, Preschool, and we are SO ready for Spring!I have SO many blog posts in my head....seriously. I just don't have enough hours in the day. I don't think I ever posted the updates and changes that were going on in the Hollibaugh household last year (read, excuses for not being a good blogger), I'm such a slacker!<br />
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As if it isn't busy enough working full time with two 3 year olds and an almost 2 year old, I also felt it necessary last September to start working on my Master's (Healthcare Operations Management), and help start up yet ANOTHER 501c3 organization - Nebraska Multiples Organization (NeMO) - an amazing support, outreach, and social venue in Nebraska for parents of twins, triplets, and higher order multiples! It's seriously insane. I have simply had no time to blog, but I have needed to SO badly!<br />
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<b><u>Let's start with PICTURES!</u></b> We did a Valentine's mini-session with one of our favorite photographers, Samantha Lupo. The girls look so sweet and Hudson looks so grown up (ahhh!)!!!<br />
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<u><b>Preschool - </b></u><br />
We started the girls in preschool down the street on February 1st. They seemed bored, and were acting out for my dad when he watched them. They seemed to be okay for the nanny, but I figured it was time to get them a little more structure, so we gave it a try. We just signed them up for a Tuesday/Thursday morning program. They LOVE it! Next year we just decided that they will be doing a 4 day a week, AM only, Montessori program. Holy expensive. But you know, this is the foundation for the rest of their lives, so I think this is the right decision. Or at least I HOPE it is the right decision. I guess we will find out, won't we? =)<br />
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And I leave you with this....although it has been a very cold winter here in Nebraska, we haven't had much moisture. The kids are so excited for Spring! At the first sign of rain the other day they couldn't wait to run outside in their Rainwear and their umbrellas and play in the rain!!! So fun!!!<br />
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I hope you all are doing well, and I sincerely hope I will have the time to blog more often. I did so well when the girls were little, and I hope to get back to it! It's the little diary of the kiddos lives, and I need to make sure that at the very least the important moments are documented!<br />
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So...until next time (and seriously people, bug me if it's been more than a month and I haven't posted!!!!),<br />
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MeganMiss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-14365137267992522742013-12-26T17:23:00.000-06:002013-12-26T17:23:03.286-06:0018 months old!<em>Growing, growing, growing!</em><br />
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Hudson is now a bright, inquisitive, fun-loving 18 month old! His preferred mode of transportation is either running or hopping while chirping "ribbit" and beaming at everyone in sight. He learns at warp speed from his sisters, and wants to be doing absolutely everything that Olivia and Brianna are doing, at exactly the same time, much to their dismay.<br />
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He knows many words, far more than would be expected for a child his age, seemingly another benefit to being the youngest child. He loves to snuggle and loves to play, and really just hang out with his mommy all day. He is my little man, no doubt about it. He still loves to nurse and snuggle, and ride around in his wrap close to mommy when we shop at the store. Mommies little peanut indeed =).<br />
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He continues to follow the Hollibaugh growth chart, to no great surprise, landing in the 90+ percentiles for both height and weight. He is still sporting size 4 diapers, and 18-24 month clothing. He seems to have leaned out quite a bit, but surprisingly he's still in the same size clothes. His favorite foods continue to be eggs, spaghetti, string cheese, teddy grahams, strawberries, watermelon, cantaloupe, grapes....who am I kidding, this kid loves ALL food! Well, except sweet potatoes...he got that from his daddy and gramz!<br />
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Loving this peanut more every day!<br />
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Happy 18 months little man!<br />
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<em>Megan</em>Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-32439307554236101382013-10-31T13:51:00.001-05:002013-10-31T13:51:12.559-05:00Two Butterflies (ahem...Ladybugs) and a Bumblebee...We are bugs for Halloween this year! Last year the girls were cupcakes and Hudson was a monkey and they all had a blast. This year I figured the girls would want to be princesses or something "cool" like that with their tutu fascination, but they were more than THRILLED to be Butterflies (pretty sure they are ladybug costumes, but whatevs). And Hudson rounds out the bug mix with a perfect bumblebee...complete with stinger on the tail end! LOL!<br />
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There are two trunk or treat events right down the street from our house, so we made sure to have plenty of candy and non-candy offerings at our house this year (usually we get all of 12-20 trick or treaters total). If you stop by you will have your choice of candy, play dough, glow braclets, mini balls, or erasers. It's been quite the challenge keeping the kids out of the Halloween bowl...they want it all and don't understand why we are giving it away to our friends...lol! They will figure it out once we start trick or treating...they were practicing what to say all night last night. =)<br />
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Here's the deal. We went to one of our triplets friends birthday parties a couple of years ago, and the momma very specifically asked that people not bring presents. She stated "your presence is the best present". I couldn't agree more, and we've made that statement at each of the girl's parties since. As such, we never talk about or open presents at the actual birthday event (although every time at least half of the attendees do bring gifts). I guess my question is, what should I do after the girls open their presents at home? Should we be sending thank you notes to everyone who gave a gift? Is it uncouth to do nothing? I've only sent thank you's once, and I feel like if this is the process we are following with gifts that we should be sending thank you's every time. What is your process with gifts? Do you open them at the party? After? Send thank yous? Not?<br />
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Hope you all are have a great weekend!<br />
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<i>Megan</i>Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-89740794915543321102013-10-13T23:40:00.000-05:002013-10-13T23:40:17.785-05:00Look who's THREE!Yep, you guessed it! We've survived yet another year of twin chaos and continue to feel incredibly blessed with the life we have been given. Today Oliva and Brianna turned 3. THREE!!! AHHH! They've learned their ABC's and 123's, have successfully potty trained, have gained a whole lot of spunk, love to dabble in creativity, and spend most of their time making sure mom and dad stay on their toes!<div>
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<i>Year 1 </i>they spent hitting major milestones...first foods, first tooth(s), first steps. We thought that we had the whole situation under control. Yeah, right!</div>
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<b>Year 3</b> they have spent learning...learning how to love, learning how to share, learning how to care about not only one another, but for those around them. They grew flowers, tomatoes, and peppers in the garden. They drew lots and lots of pictures, and told their first stories. They learned how to be creative, they love reading books, and they starting asking the question "why" about absolutely everyone and everything =). They love to watch Caillou, Super Why, the Bee Movie, and Finding Nemo. They think ABCmouse.com is amazing and want to play on it constantly. They really are growing up!</div>
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So that's the shout out for the day...Happy Birthday to our sweet girls! We love you more and more each day and feel so blessed that we have been given the opportunity to be your parents! Life wouldn't be the same without you!!! Here's to another year =).</div>
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Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-1015046900653265342013-10-06T16:56:00.000-05:002013-10-06T16:56:51.494-05:00Mr. Hudson - 15 months!I love this little man to pieces, and can't believe just how quickly he is growing. We went in last week for his 15 month checkup, and in pure Hollibaugh fashion, he's one BIG boy!<br />
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<b>Here are his "official" stats from the pediatrician's office:</b><br />
<u>Weight:</u> <i>27 lbs, 14 oz (96th percentile)</i><br />
<u>Height: </u><i>33.5 inches (100th percentile)</i><br />
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<u>Diapers</u>: <i>Size 4</i><br />
<u>Clothes:</u> <i>Barely squeezing into the 18 month, mostly wearing 24 month...no surprise here!</i><br />
<u>Favorite foods</u>: <i>EVERYTHING! He loves eggs, spaghetti, mac and cheese, all fruit - especially grapes, watermelon, cantaloupe, and strawberries, yogurt, soup, peanut butter toast...the list goes on and on! He eats more than I do, not kidding!!!</i><br />
<u>Words</u>: <i>Momma, Dadda, Bailey, Kitty, Boots, Caillou eggs, up, down, more, water, juice, cheese, milk, yes, no, papa, car, chalk...and many more I am sure I am forgetting! </i><br />
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The difference between Hudson and the girlies at this age? It's amazing what happens when you have older siblings to learn from! Hudson was walking earlier, talking earlier, and eating a selection of delectable food offerings earlier than the girls did. It's amazing how much more relaxed you are the second time around!<br />
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Strangely enough, what is actually most notable to me is the difference in when the kids have been first introduced to suckers. You know when you go to the bank and they give you dum dums for the kids? Well, Hudson now INSISTS that he get a dum dum every time too! We didn't let the girls have dum dums until maybe 6 months ago (at 2.5 years old), but now we have been letting Hudson have dum dums (with supervision of course) for the last 6 weeks! He knows that he should have one too, and he will throw quite the fit if we don't give it to him. I guess we are getting laxed in our old age! HA!<br />
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So that's the scoop with Mr. H! He's getting bigger and more handsome everyday! Do you see those curls?! Ah! I love this kid!<br />
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<i>Megan</i>Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-61986408789492000142013-10-02T08:00:00.000-05:002013-10-02T08:00:02.800-05:00I had to share....<i>I'm sure there will be many more pictures like this over the next couple of years, but this is the first!</i><br />
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This is what happens when you have diva twin girls and little boy who wants to be just like them. The girls wanted to be "princesses" tonight, so they went through their closet and pulled out their tutus and matching shirts. Hudson watched them do this and decided he wanted to be part of the action too! He went into their closet and pulled out a tutu, then turned to me and said "on"! HA! Si was mortified...I think it's adorable!<br />
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Love these crazy kids!<br /><br />
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<i>Megan</i>Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-3986163018760547782013-09-24T23:22:00.000-05:002013-09-24T23:22:11.332-05:00The Potty Training Chronicles - Twin StyleHow is it possible for two children born at the same time to be SO different?! Sometimes I seriously forget that they are twins because they are so incredibly different.<br />
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Which brings me to the topic of the day...the girls are<b> finally</b> potty trained! They have been for about 6 weeks now. I think parents always hold their breath when they write that because you know, once you write it down and make it official you're bound to be proven wrong and have some serious relapse. We will see what happens tomorrow now that I've cursed myself =)<br />
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Now, to be fair, we do still have some ongoing poop issues with Bri who is refusing to poop at all, not only in the potty. This turns into an awful constipation mess requiring suppositories and enemas (great fun!), but for all intensive purposes we are finally fully trained and go potty in the potty without any real prompting from mommy or daddy. We wear big girl panties from the time we get up to the time we go to sleep or down for naps. But wow...this wasn't at all the journey I expected it would be.<br />
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Those of you that have followed my blog for a while may remember that I had such high hopes for my little ladies (don't we all have such high aspirations for our kids?!). We bought the "Potty Time" DVD when the girls were about 17 months old. They loved it. They would run around and sing the songs and sign "potty". They would sit on their potties multiple times a day, but they never went. I wanted to work with them more on it, but then baby Hudson came along, and with a new baby in the house and sleep deprivation I honestly didn't have time to work on potty training. The girls weren't interested anymore anyway, and always woke up wet in the mornings and from naps. We decided to take a break.<br />
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Fast forward to this past July. I started to notice that all of our other multiples friends that were the same age were potty trained, and here I was still spending $80 a month on diapers. I started to feel like a big slacker. Peer pressure, it's a powerful motivator! I decided to try again. The girls were very vocal that they were not interested in using their little potties, and didn't want to be big girls, but Si and I pushed the issue. We bought big girl panties and pull ups to help the girls be interested in potty training. We were able to convince Olivia to try to pull ups. Being the people pleaser that she is, as soon as she figured out that she was going to get additional attention and candy if she did what we asked, she was totally on board. Brianna absolutely refused to even try to go potty in the potty or put on pull ups. So, we focused entirely on Olivia and let Brianna do her own thing.<br />
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After about 2 weeks, Olivia was about 80% potty trained on her little potty. She was getting an M&M every time she went potty in the potty, and got a sucker every time she pooped in the potty. Bri LOVES candy, and would cry and cry every time Olivia got a sucker and she didn't. Bri refused to wear pull ups or sit on the little potties...they were for babies.<br />
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We put Brianna and Olivia in underwear the following Monday morning. Brianna did beautifully! She would ONLY go potty in the big potty, and she insisted on only wearing underwear and nothing else, but otherwise she did great! She had one accident the first day, and one accident two days later. Since then her accidents have been so few and far between, she's maybe had 7 total in 6 weeks. Olivia was already essentially potty trained via pull ups before we switched her over to underwear, and she had very few accidents as well. We even took the girls out to shop at Target in their big girl panties the very first day we potty trained with the big girl panties since they had done so well. Brave!<br />
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So, what I took from our experience that can be helpful to other potty training multiples parents is:<br />
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<li>Consider<u> not </u>training your multiples at exactly the same time. If you can get one child most of the way trained before bringing another child on board, go for it. This allows you to focus on each child individually and on their own time, instead of the multiples being forced to "share" the potty training attention.</li>
<li>Buy LOTS of underwear. I think we have about 40 pairs. But it was necessary. If you figure each kid could have up to 10 accidents a day, 40 pairs would only be enough undies to last 2 days for a set of twins! Plus you need some for in the car for accidents if you are out and around, and chances are you will end up throwing out a pair or two because the accidents are just "that bad"...lol....</li>
<li>Sometimes it's okay to push your kids out of their comfort zone. For Pete's sake...my are going to be 3 next month. In my opinion, the point at which they can passionately oppose potty training means it's time to MAKE them do it. After all, you are the parent. Parenting fail on our part here!</li>
<li>Be patient. Some kids pick it up faster than others.</li>
<li>It's okay not to have your kid potty trained early. If you look at Bri, she was obviously ready, she was just refusing....it didn't even take a day to train her. Crazy. I think Livvy was just soaking up the attention, that's the only reason it took her 2 weeks to fully train. But I bought that DVD and had such high hopes that the girls would be trained at 18 months. Don't push yourself!</li>
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That was our experience with potty training. Was it similar to yours? Different? Any important points or tips I missed? I'd love to hear your thoughts =)<br />
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Until next time -<br />
<i>Megan</i>Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-38858923543267718772013-07-14T17:56:00.000-05:002013-07-14T17:56:08.054-05:00"Why do you always dress them the same?"As soon as I found out I was pregnant with twin girls I started dreaming of all of the cute, frilly, pink and purple outfits they would be wearing. I knew I had no intention of being one of "those" moms that dressed their twins in the same clothes every day. Hello, the kids are individuals! Why are you crazy moms dressing your kids the same?!<br />
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One day when we were at Whole Foods in the checkout line with the girls when it happened....<br />
<i>"Wow, she is gorgeous! And how cute is that outfit?!"</i> a woman behind us in line says<br />
<i>"Oh, thank you"</i> I say, smiling at her<br />
<i>"Oh, and you are pretty too" </i>she says to our other peanut....(an apparent afterthought)<br />
<i>"We are very blessed with two beautiful little girls"</i> I replied back<br />
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And at that moment it hit me.....the girls were going to get enough input from people around them about who was smarter, who was prettier, who was better dressed.....and I didn't want to play into it. Perception is everything in our American culture. I didn't want the girls to think that I was purposely dressing one of them in cuter clothes than the other or was treating one girl differently from the other. From that point forward, I purchased almost exclusively matching outfits for the girls. If complimentary outfits were available I would purchase the complementary options, but otherwise, everything was purchased in identical sets of 2, from tops and pants, dresses and skirts, all the way down to socks and hair bows.<br />
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This is what the girls' closet looks like today...essentially 2 of everything!<br />
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The girls will be 3 in October, and they love to pick out what they wear each day. I give them two options. They can both wear the same, or they can each wear one of the different outfits. I would say that about 97% of the time they choose to wear the same exact outfit. Maybe as the girls grow older and start school and start to pick out their own clothes when we go shopping they will choose to wear different clothes, but for now, they are almost always dressed the same....and they like it.<br />
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What about you? Do you dress your twins the same? If so, why? Are our reasons similar? I'd love to hear your thoughts!<br />
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<i>Until next time - </i><br />
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Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-34021593849577908042013-07-10T08:00:00.000-05:002013-07-10T08:00:06.214-05:00One Word Wednesday - Bubbles!<div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-11430391330952051932013-07-01T22:52:00.000-05:002013-07-01T22:52:18.273-05:00I CAN do it myself Mom!<b>"I can do it myself!"</b><div>
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That phrase has been uttered so many times in our home recently that by the end of most days it literally takes all I have to not roll my eyes and respond like "Marlin" (Nemo's Dad) in Finding Nemo ("<i>You think you can do these things, but you just can't Nemo!</i>"). </div>
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Case in point; the girls love to go to the park. They are getting braver by the minute on the swings and the playground equipment! But what am I supposed to do when I hear that all too familiar phrase from them... "I can do it myself mom!"....but I don't think that they can?? At what point do you let them take that risk, and potentially fall and get hurt just to learn that maybe they can't do xyz thing themselves? <i>How do you know? </i></div>
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Walking across the super slick steep bridge at the zoo in the Rainforest....I had to hold on with both hands not to fall on my face, but not the girls!</div>
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Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-87148242281310631882013-06-30T17:24:00.001-05:002013-06-30T22:06:30.634-05:00Happy 1st Birthday Little Man!One year ago, after 40 hours of non-progressing labor, I gave birth to the most wonderful "surprise" ever!!!<br />
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I savored every moment if the first year with this little peanut, even the year of 4 AM feedings! It was significantly easier with just one baby this time, and I loved it:-). For those of you contemplating trying to have a singleton after twins, I would do it again in a heartbeat. Si on the other hand, not so much...lol.<br />
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Here are Hudson's *sniff sniff* one year stats:<br />
Weight: 26 lbs 14 oz<br />
Height: 32 inches<br />
Clothing size: 18 month, and 18-24 month<br />
Diaper size: 4<br />
Favorite foods: eggs, strawberries, and watermelon (so different from the girls!)<br />
Favorite mode of transportation: WALKING EVERYWHERE!!! Although he does still crawl if he needs to get somewhere quickly:-)<br />
Favorite things to do: play in the sandbox, eat sidewalk chalk, pet the cat and puggies, & swing!<br />
Words: Momma, Dada, Denise, yes, no, Bri, kitty, eyes and Poppy Cat (lol!)<br />
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We had his Toy Story themed birthday party last weekend - so. much. fun.<br />
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In this last picture, it's Si and the girls (they are getting SO big), Papa Jake (the kid's great grandfather) and Gramz (Si's mom) holding Hudson. The reason this picture is SO cool is because Hudson and Papa Jake share the same birthday....just 88 years apart =). Very cool!<br />
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Happy Birthday Little Man!! I've loved sharing the last year with you!<br />
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<br />Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-13295103860198612462013-05-12T16:26:00.000-05:002013-05-12T16:26:30.450-05:00Running at 100 mphI hope you are all having a splendid Mother's Day! You deserve it! <div>
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I've come to the conclusion once again that motherhood is such an amazing gift, yet such an incredible commitment. The girls are 2.5 years old (31 months to be exact) and Hudson is 11 months old today (I KNOW, and no, that's not a typo!!!). I feel like I am running at 100 mph from daybreak to sunset and beyond most days, with no end in sight. It's <i>fast.</i> All three of the kiddos are currently napping, and honestly I should be too, but I really wanted to write a blog post instead! It's "my" day (as Si says - thanks Hun!), so, I'm doing it!<div>
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I know I'm preaching to the choir here, but I just can't believe how "busy" I used to think I was before I had kids. 3 kids under 3 is crazy. I love it, but MAN, this is nuts. It doesn't help that I'm crazy busy at work all the time though either. I wouldn't feel as "busy" at home if I had 2 minutes of down-time when I was at the office. But, I wouldn't have it any other way. 3 healthy active peanuts who love Mommy and Daddy and each other (most days). A dedicated husband and father, a home, a car, and money to pay the bills. I couldn't ask for anything more.</div>
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We've been busy, as I'm sure you are too. The girls are learning SO much....they are just little sponges....so I'm trying my best to keep them involved and stimulated. Once they are potty trained (that is totally a different post) I would like to get them into a preschool program. I'm quite sure they are ready and would benefit from the structure that a classroom would provide to them.</div>
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In the meantime I am trying to "culture" them, to the best of my ability. Last month we did a "Paint me a Story" class for preschoolers at a local pottery place. They were the youngest in the "class", and their maturity level was pretty apparent in comparison to the older kids, but they didn't care. They LOVED it. </div>
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I also want to make sure that they are exposed to the performing arts, but it wasn't clear to me when to bring them to their first performance. I am pleased to announce that the girls attended their first musical at the Rose Theater in Omaha about 6 weeks ago! They did so well! So much better than I thought they would. I think I was beaming by the end of the show. I will definitely be looking into getting a membership to the theater next season. The girls really seemed to enjoy the seeing the performers, listening to the songs/music, and being in such a cool locale. If you haven't taken your 2 year olds to a performance yet, maybe give it a try. I was nervous for no good reason =)</div>
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I realize that I haven't posted since before Easter, so I am going to post those pics here too. Of course we participated in our fair share of Easter festivities. The girls are 2 after all...that means game on for Easter Egg hunts. I always loved Easter Egg hunts when I was growing up, so I was beyond ready to teach them the ropes of "hunting". =) We went to a Hy-Vee Easter egg hunt first, and while we were there Cookie Monster showed up! The girls think Cookie Monster is pretty darn awesome.</div>
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A week later we went to the OPMC (the multiples club) Easter Egg Hunt. There the girls (and Hudson) met the Easter Bunny. We smiled for a picture, kind of, but if you ask the girls, they much prefer Cookie Monster at their Easter Egg hunts to the Easter Bunny. HA!</div>
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Brianna was upset because she wanted "14" eggs, and the limit per kid was 10. Luckily for Bri, Baby Hudson agreed to take one for the team, and Bri got 4 of Hudson's 10 allotted eggs. Problem solving at it's finest, right? Don't ask me what I will do once Hudson actually knows what is going on though...I'm not that good.</div>
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What else has been going on? Oh yes, the Spring multiples club clothing and equipment sale! Si ran the sale in the fall, but once he agreed to take a position on the OPMC (multiples club in town) board of directors, he had to let go of the "Sale Chair" position. I volunteered to take it on instead. You know, because I don't have anything else going on! The sale was April 30th, and was a success. The sellers sold a combined total of $12,100 worth of stuff in a short 7 hour time span! 20%-25% went to the club, so the club made some nice money too!</div>
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I changed the picture in my blog header as well, so make sure you check out that picture too. I know, I know....Hudson is going to hate me for ever dressing him up like this! But for now he can't complain, and I LOVE it! Tee hee!</div>
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Their "big" present this year was a kitchenette, which they love, and the grandparents got the girls some really nice fake food items/sets to go along with it. It's pretty sweet. Way cooler than anything I ever had when I was a kid, that's for sure! They also got shopping carts and cash registers. And puzzles, tea sets, coloring books, markers, and crayons. So much STUFF! <div>
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Major score! The girls LOVE them! They love getting to choose which color their bath water is at night, and they love playing tea party in the bath with the colored water! Totally worth the $3! It's definitely one of the girls new favorite things! And, it's a great way to kill an hour on a cold morning when we can't go outside and play....take a nice warm bath and play tea party at the same time!</div>
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Both of these pictures were taken with the blue tablets (I think the blue is the best!), but the girls like the yellow and the red equally as well.</div>
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So there! What I least expected turned out to be a big hit =). </div>
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Do you guys have a favorite item that your kiddos got for Christmas? If so, share it here! I'd love to get some more great ideas! </div>
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Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-60987044469315524752013-01-16T15:00:00.000-06:002013-01-16T15:08:00.191-06:00Guest Post: Type 2 Diabetes Prevention in the New Year<br />
<i>The New Year is often a time of resolutions. Many of us resolve to eat better or to exercise more. Others resolve to attend church more regularly or to volunteer more often. My guest blogger today encourages us to think about how we can be proactive and prevent Type 2 Diabetes in our children in the New Year. Thanks so much for bringing up a very important subject and sharing your insight with us Carolyn! </i><br />
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<b><u>Type 2 Diabetes Prevention in the New Year </u></b><br />
Preventing Type 2 Diabetes became a mission last year, and it's the same resolution for my family in 2013. My little cousin has had weight issues for some time, and was recently diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. Last November, during American Diabetes Month, it became clear that more than just adults are susceptible to this chronic illness. In fact, according to information from <a href="http://www.sjhsyr.org/Taxonomy/RelatedDocuments.aspx?id=139&sid=1&ContentTypeId=85&ContentID=P00353#.UPa4dKF2G">St. Joseph’s Hospital Cardiac Center</a>, 1 in 3 kids is diagnosed with obesity, with a large majority of them also carrying a Type 2 Diabetes diagnosis! For my other cousins and family, this was a big wake up call (and honestly, to me as well!). We needed to eat better, exercise more and do things as a family to really help pull my young cousin out of a dangerous unhealthy path.<br />
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<b><u>The Diabetes Diet: Don't Call It That </u></b><br />
Well it's not necessarily so much as a diet as it is not eating bad food and replacing what you used to eat with tons of healthy vegetables and protein. My family realized it was important to set an example of healthy eating for all the little ones in the family, so we started by cooking and eating healthy meals together.<br />
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My little cousin doesn't respond well to broccoli, but there are creative ways to cook things that make it delicious. For example, cauliflower puree looks like mashed potatoes and you can make it taste just as great with a little butter and garlic. In moderation, this is a great recipe for finicky children who love starches and sugar. It’s also really important to incorporate lots of <a href="http://www.joybauer.com/photo-gallery/best-foods-for-type-2-diabetes/Nonstarchy-Vegetables.aspx">non-starchy vegetables</a> into the meal, such as spinach, mushrooms and peppers. In addition, lean protein is also great for preventing or managing diabetes. Meat needs to be grilled, but you should also look at vegan and vegetarian sources of protein as too much meat isn't necessarily good for kids either because of the fat content. Stick to lean sirloin meats, tofu, tempeh, soy or other protein sources that will excite your kid and that you want to try as a family.<br />
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<b><u>Exercising with Little Ones </u></b><br />
Kids shouldn't have trouble burning energy, but some do. That's totally okay if they love the indoors and they're whizzes with computers or love video games. However, they need to get active in some way. Knowing where to start is key.<br />
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For some kids, it's as easy as buying a game like <a href="http://www.ddrgame.com/">Dance Dance Revolution</a> or any of the Wii Fit games. For others, you need to do things again as a family. Sports games, scavenger hunts, musical chairs, tag and other fun things with family can make exercise not seem like exercise. For those kids who are already overweight, you may need low impact exercises like stretching, yoga, weight lifting and light movement activities such as swimming!<br />
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<i>These are great ideas Carolyn! It seems to me like making some small changes can make some big differences in our children. Thank you so much for taking time to share your personal experience with Type 2 Diabetes with us! </i><br />
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<b><i>Carolyn is a 20-something year old with a passion for life, fitness and overall well-being. She is an avid cycler, golfer and has been known to bust some serious moves on the dance floor. Check out Carolyn’s blog at http://fullonfit.blogspot.com/!</i></b><br />
<br />Miss Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439601475933806357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-785403612794750488.post-69656419453277866022013-01-06T15:55:00.002-06:002013-01-06T16:38:31.976-06:006 months old!Having a singleton in our household is so very different than having twins. Or maybe we are so busy now with the twins being 2 and <b>crazy</b> that it seems more difficult having an infant! I'm not sure. But what I do know is that although we were <i>exhausted</i> with the twins at this point, they were sleeping through the night on a regular basis. They would take a bottle without question. They liked to try new foods (okay, or they would at least eat real foods). They had a routine.<br />
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<u>Hudson does <i>none</i> of these things! </u></div>
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I'm pretty darn sure I would be a better blogger if Mr. Hudson would start sleeping through the night. At this point the girls go down for the night, then Hudson gets in the bath and nurses to sleep, then I prep my lunch and clothes for work for the next day and watch the news. 9 times out of 10 Hudson is awake again and wanting to nurse and snuggle by the end up the newscast. Really kiddo?! Then he's up, on average, again at 12:30 AM and 4:30 AM. Oye vey! I love him to death, and I know that this lasts for such a short period of time, but I'm literally exhausted constantly! And as it relates to my blog posting, previously 95% of my blog posts were written between 9:30-11:30 PM, so this has taken any blog writing time that I once had and thrown it out the window. So, my loyal readers, I apologize for the lack of updates. If someone wants to take my youngest child one night a week so I can sleep I promise to update my blog weekly as well =).</div>
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But I digress! Back to the purpose for this post - Hudson is 6 months old - and such a chunkaroosky! Look at these rolls! I LOVE them!</div>
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He is thriving to say the least! He is currently in<u> size 4 diapers</u> (I KNOW!!!), and size 12 and 12-18 month clothing. I have got some of <i>the cutest</i> outfits, and he never even made it into them!</div>
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