I am on my death bed. Well I've felt like it since Friday night. Tuesday is here and my headache is nearly gone ( it was evil) but i remain bed ridden. Remembering a few sweet moments I thought I'd better write them down before I lose them forever. Not wanting to get out of my cozy bed I am attempting to write this post with my iPhone. We'll see how it goes.
On Saturday Jeremy took the kids to city wide practice with him and my house was numbingly quiet I couldn't move. I couldn't sleep either. :/ longest, most boring day of my life. I thought the quiet would be good and it was mostly but I now more fully understand the value of having someone close by, not just to fill my water bottle and bring me tissues, but having the presence of another spirit in the room while you're on your death bed is very comforting.
Sunday is here and the kids are busy getting ready for church. Aaron (6yrs) comes in and asks me to help him button his shirt. I tell him "Adelia (4yrs) is really good at buttons, she would love to help you." Adelia, hearing me, comes running. She buttons the first three buttons before Aaron decided he could do it. It was so cute I wish I could have taken a picture. Not long after, Adelia needed her dress zipped up and who better to do it than Aaron. :) Maybe it's just because I'm on my death bed but it melted my heart.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Why isn't this refresh button working!?
Hi. Remember us? Yep still around. Hitting the refresh button is not updating our lives on this blog SOOOOOO...
here's the run down.
Jeremy quit awesome job for awesome school.
No awesome money. No awesome job. No awesome school.
Got awesome job back after long time wait. Things are... awesome.
Amy held it together (mostly) through long time wait.
Played with baby who grows too fast.
Became a college student and rocked 1st semester.
Load too heavy. Lightened load for semester 2.
Will rock it. And play with said growing baby.
Kyra graduated that lowly place in which the "children" go.
Started Jr. High. Mom freaked out.
Karate practice. Play practice. Choir practice.
Rides bus. Hardly ever home. :(
First Karate tournament. Learned the awesome lesson of being happy for whoever wins.
Got the part of "small" Alice in School play Alice in Wonderland.
Coming to a theatre near...us... in FEBRUARY 2012!
Gabe moved to the top and rules the Elementary as a 5TH GRADER!!! DUN DUN DUN!!!
Selected as a member of the Safety Patrol. Wanted out. Forced to stay. :)
Helps kids cross street everyday after school.
Plays basketball. Even more taller than big sister...never to catch up.
Actually does homework w/o reminders. HANDS homework IN.
Aaron left joys of kindergarten.
Loves 1st grade and his teacher.
Reading. Writing. Tying shoes proudly.
Excited for next school year.
He'll rule the roost. Take care of upcoming Kindergartner below.
Adelia wants to be a ballerina.
Plays dance we site ohs. (say it out loud)
Started Preschool. Loves it.
Loves umbwewas. (umbrellas)
Practicing saying R's. Has down RrrrrOCK!
Can make L sounds. Not needed for sentences when w works just fine.
Still falls asleep in random spots.
Oliver. Sweet baby.
Laughs.
Coos.
Holds head up.
Rolls Over.
Says Mama.
Says Dada.
Sits up.
Eats solids.
Crawls.
Cruises.
Walks.
Almost running.
Climbs.
Waves.
Had a birthday.
Loves being outside.
Loves slides, trampoline and swings.
Says Ready set go...sorta. ( uh uh ohhhh)
Plays fetch.
So there it is. Refreshed. :)
here's the run down.
Jeremy quit awesome job for awesome school.
No awesome money. No awesome job. No awesome school.
Got awesome job back after long time wait. Things are... awesome.
Amy held it together (mostly) through long time wait.
Played with baby who grows too fast.
Became a college student and rocked 1st semester.
Load too heavy. Lightened load for semester 2.
Will rock it. And play with said growing baby.
Kyra graduated that lowly place in which the "children" go.
Started Jr. High. Mom freaked out.
Karate practice. Play practice. Choir practice.
Rides bus. Hardly ever home. :(
First Karate tournament. Learned the awesome lesson of being happy for whoever wins.
Got the part of "small" Alice in School play Alice in Wonderland.
Coming to a theatre near...us... in FEBRUARY 2012!
Gabe moved to the top and rules the Elementary as a 5TH GRADER!!! DUN DUN DUN!!!
Selected as a member of the Safety Patrol. Wanted out. Forced to stay. :)
Helps kids cross street everyday after school.
Plays basketball. Even more taller than big sister...never to catch up.
Actually does homework w/o reminders. HANDS homework IN.
Aaron left joys of kindergarten.
Loves 1st grade and his teacher.
Reading. Writing. Tying shoes proudly.
Excited for next school year.
He'll rule the roost. Take care of upcoming Kindergartner below.
Adelia wants to be a ballerina.
Plays dance we site ohs. (say it out loud)
Started Preschool. Loves it.
Loves umbwewas. (umbrellas)
Practicing saying R's. Has down RrrrrOCK!
Can make L sounds. Not needed for sentences when w works just fine.
Still falls asleep in random spots.
Oliver. Sweet baby.
Laughs.
Coos.
Holds head up.
Rolls Over.
Says Mama.
Says Dada.
Sits up.
Eats solids.
Crawls.
Cruises.
Walks.
Almost running.
Climbs.
Waves.
Had a birthday.
Loves being outside.
Loves slides, trampoline and swings.
Says Ready set go...sorta. ( uh uh ohhhh)
Plays fetch.
So there it is. Refreshed. :)
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Small update
I've been quite the slacker on updating my blog. If I'm not feeding Oliver, which seems like all the time, I'm entertaining Delia, cleaning, working out or all of the above because that's what we do! She sure misses the older kids when they're at school though. I have a ton of projects that I'd love to be working on but I just keep reminding myself that I can't get this time back, therefore they are put on hold and that's okay with me. :) Oliver is almost two months old now and his personality is starting to come out more. He's smiling and cooing a little and until yesterday I would have told you that the boy just doesn't like me. I was purely the source of nourishment, well still am, but he likes me! I think. Yay! I can make him smile, and I actually was able to rock him to sleep without feeding him today! (until now, only Jeremy could do it) It felt so good. Obstacle overcome! Woot!
So, actually the thing that got me on here to post a little something was that I wanted to share some cute pictures of Oliver. A friend of mine is just starting a photography business and she did a little photo shoot with him. It was pretty fun, not sure Oliver thought so. But she got some really good shots.
So, actually the thing that got me on here to post a little something was that I wanted to share some cute pictures of Oliver. A friend of mine is just starting a photography business and she did a little photo shoot with him. It was pretty fun, not sure Oliver thought so. But she got some really good shots.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
2 weeks
It seems so strange that Oliver is only 2 1/2 weeks old. It seems like he's just always been with us. Usually you hear "I can't believe how fast the time has gone" but I'm thinking, really? only 2 weeks? I'm surprised I could recall the events that brought him here because it seemed like so long ago! I'm thinking it's lack of sleep. Seriously. My usual 10 hrs (I know that's a lot for most of you) has been cut in half. I'm adjusting. I do like my sleep, especially when I'm feeling sick, but I like this little guy more. That's not to say I don't have my moments of break downs but what Mom doesn't? Anyway, here's a few shots of the past 2 weeks.
Kisses trigger the search for food.
I added this fuzzy one because it's the only shot I've been able to get that shows his cute dimples.
Does this man ever not have a book with him?
What about the other kids? 
THE END
Kisses trigger the search for food. I added this fuzzy one because it's the only shot I've been able to get that shows his cute dimples.
Does this man ever not have a book with him? 
What about the other kids? They're as crazy as ever. :)
THE ENDWednesday, December 1, 2010
My Water Baby. Maybe TMI...read at your own risk.
It all starts I guess with Nov. 4th, the "due date". First of all let me just say that having a "due date" is just cruel. That being said, it flew by without so much as a, hello honey, can I rub your aching back?, not the I expected it ;). My Mom flew in on Sunday the 7th for 2 weeks and immediately got busy sewing up a few things for our little guy (the only thing keeping her sane if you ask me). I finished the liners and soaker pads for his diapers, which I had been putting off and then waited...and waited. This all seemed so familiar. Oh yes, my sweet Aaron decided he would take his time as well. Classic story of Grandma flying out for a couple of weeks, baby not arriving until forced with castor oil a few days before Grandma has to leave. Well this time, I was refusing the castor oil scenario. I just don't recommend that option to anyone. After sewing and snipping our little hearts out, the weekend was arriving and I had decided this baby will be born this weekend no matter what!! Really I chose the weekend so that Jeremy wouldn't miss work BUT also it was time already! Friday's schedule went something like this...
Do some Laundry, NS for 10 minutes on each side, contractions, more laundry, contractions going away, NS for 10 more minutes, contractions up and going again, more laundry...you get the idea. Well, this just wasn't working so I researched NS in case I wasn't doing something right. I found a site that said 5 minutes every hour. So Saturday, this is what I did. Didn't work. 5 min. just wasn't long enough to get any contractions really coming. Sunday morning rolls along, Jeremy and the kids are getting ready for church and I, being mad that my attempts haven't worked, stayed in bed and decided I would MAKE IT WORK! So I checked the clock and after 15 minutes on each side I had contractions coming on every 5 min. or so. When they started to spread out I forced them on again with another 10 or 15 min. Half way through the day I decided to stop with the NS. I didn't really want to have a baby in the middle of the night so if they were going to spread out and drop off then I would have to deal. They did spread out to about 9 min apart, but kept coming. Jeremy, Mom and I settled down with a marathon of Lonesome Dove...yes, you read that right. Oh buddy. A 6 hour epic! After I think 3 hours, I couldn't take much more LD and decided I would try to sleep through these contractions, which had been quite painful for most of the day. Sleep was impossible. I'd start to dose and a contraction would hit me. After attempting sleep for about an hour or so I went back to join the LD group. Moving from my exercise ball to the piano bench to the couch and so on. When the movie was FINALLY over my contractions had made it to 5 min. apart. My Midwife had instructed me to call after an hour of 5 min. apart. So I got in the shower, hoping to relieve the painful contractions a bit. It didn't really help. They stayed consistent though and we called our friend Chelsea to sit with the kids and called the midwife to let her know what was going on. By the time the hour of 5 min apart was over, my contractions were 4 min. apart. The midwife didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to get me to the birth center and asked me annoying questions like, how long were your other labors? I was quite upset at the time over this, here I was going through these contractions and she wants to know how long I labored with my other kids?! I had no clue. I said, "well that depends on when you start counting." She said, "well why don't you call me when they are 3 to 4 min. apart." Anyway after talking to her I was so mad that I had decided I was going to ditch her and go to the hospital. Not even for the pain relief, but for the fact that he would get his first shot and his circumcision done and a hearing test. (things I didn't think about before) Not to mention the fact that there wouldn't be any porcelain cats or stuffed bears staring at me. I demanded Jeremy call the hospital but he wouldn't. Chelsea was at the house with us and I labored and put on a one woman show for her for about an hour until my contractions were coming 2-3 min apart. Jeremy gave me a blessing and I told him to call the Midwife and tell her we're coming. So we left the house at around 2:40 and got to the birth center 10 min. later. I waddled in and she checked to see how far dilated I was. Thankfully I was somewhere between a 7 and an 8 so she started the bath water. After just a few contractions in the water, the time had come. The water felt good and I remember having one last break that seemed to be rather long and very relaxing. (maybe 3 or 4 min) Then with the next two contractions which were right on top of each other this little angel was placed in my arms.
Oliver Talmage McQuivey was born on Nov. 15th around 3:15 a.m. No one bothered to look at the clock until 3:16 so that is the time on his birth record. He weighed 6 lbs 8 oz. and 20 in. My smallest boy. The other two were 8 lbs and half an oz. under 8 lbs., so this surprised me. I remember asking if he was dead because he didn't make a sound and just snuggled up on me. I asked several times if he was okay and they all just laughed at me saying he was fine. I was so used to arms flailing around and a set of screaming lungs. He was just so peaceful. After about 3 hours we were on our way home. I was so glad Jeremy didn't let me go to the hospital. I didn't even notice the cats or bears. :) Water birth is definitely the way to go.
Do some Laundry, NS for 10 minutes on each side, contractions, more laundry, contractions going away, NS for 10 more minutes, contractions up and going again, more laundry...you get the idea. Well, this just wasn't working so I researched NS in case I wasn't doing something right. I found a site that said 5 minutes every hour. So Saturday, this is what I did. Didn't work. 5 min. just wasn't long enough to get any contractions really coming. Sunday morning rolls along, Jeremy and the kids are getting ready for church and I, being mad that my attempts haven't worked, stayed in bed and decided I would MAKE IT WORK! So I checked the clock and after 15 minutes on each side I had contractions coming on every 5 min. or so. When they started to spread out I forced them on again with another 10 or 15 min. Half way through the day I decided to stop with the NS. I didn't really want to have a baby in the middle of the night so if they were going to spread out and drop off then I would have to deal. They did spread out to about 9 min apart, but kept coming. Jeremy, Mom and I settled down with a marathon of Lonesome Dove...yes, you read that right. Oh buddy. A 6 hour epic! After I think 3 hours, I couldn't take much more LD and decided I would try to sleep through these contractions, which had been quite painful for most of the day. Sleep was impossible. I'd start to dose and a contraction would hit me. After attempting sleep for about an hour or so I went back to join the LD group. Moving from my exercise ball to the piano bench to the couch and so on. When the movie was FINALLY over my contractions had made it to 5 min. apart. My Midwife had instructed me to call after an hour of 5 min. apart. So I got in the shower, hoping to relieve the painful contractions a bit. It didn't really help. They stayed consistent though and we called our friend Chelsea to sit with the kids and called the midwife to let her know what was going on. By the time the hour of 5 min apart was over, my contractions were 4 min. apart. The midwife didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to get me to the birth center and asked me annoying questions like, how long were your other labors? I was quite upset at the time over this, here I was going through these contractions and she wants to know how long I labored with my other kids?! I had no clue. I said, "well that depends on when you start counting." She said, "well why don't you call me when they are 3 to 4 min. apart." Anyway after talking to her I was so mad that I had decided I was going to ditch her and go to the hospital. Not even for the pain relief, but for the fact that he would get his first shot and his circumcision done and a hearing test. (things I didn't think about before) Not to mention the fact that there wouldn't be any porcelain cats or stuffed bears staring at me. I demanded Jeremy call the hospital but he wouldn't. Chelsea was at the house with us and I labored and put on a one woman show for her for about an hour until my contractions were coming 2-3 min apart. Jeremy gave me a blessing and I told him to call the Midwife and tell her we're coming. So we left the house at around 2:40 and got to the birth center 10 min. later. I waddled in and she checked to see how far dilated I was. Thankfully I was somewhere between a 7 and an 8 so she started the bath water. After just a few contractions in the water, the time had come. The water felt good and I remember having one last break that seemed to be rather long and very relaxing. (maybe 3 or 4 min) Then with the next two contractions which were right on top of each other this little angel was placed in my arms.
Oliver Talmage McQuivey was born on Nov. 15th around 3:15 a.m. No one bothered to look at the clock until 3:16 so that is the time on his birth record. He weighed 6 lbs 8 oz. and 20 in. My smallest boy. The other two were 8 lbs and half an oz. under 8 lbs., so this surprised me. I remember asking if he was dead because he didn't make a sound and just snuggled up on me. I asked several times if he was okay and they all just laughed at me saying he was fine. I was so used to arms flailing around and a set of screaming lungs. He was just so peaceful. After about 3 hours we were on our way home. I was so glad Jeremy didn't let me go to the hospital. I didn't even notice the cats or bears. :) Water birth is definitely the way to go.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Sleepy girl
This first picture was taken while writing this post. Pretty ironic since I had started this post before she fell asleep. We were just listening to music and it's only 10 a.m!
Photo ops.
Partially under the bed. (This morning she was found completely under the bed)
Photo ops.
Partially under the bed. (This morning she was found completely under the bed)Chocolate Coma?
This was too funny not to add.
Next to sleeping Aaron in the car.
Boring movie?
Another Car ride.
Cub camp. It was so hot in there!
Picking up Dad from work on the same day as the last picture. Two cat naps must equal one normal one.
Adelia is so funny when it comes to naps. She needs her nap everyday or by the end of the day she is a little zombie. She calls the shots though and can and will fall asleep wherever possible. Many times she'll go grab her blankie and find a spot when she's mad at me. Other times, she catches me by surprise. Like at the grocery store yesterday, she fell asleep in the cart. She kills me. It was so sweet and I just love watching her sleep.
This was too funny not to add.
Next to sleeping Aaron in the car.
Boring movie?
Another Car ride.
Cub camp. It was so hot in there!
Picking up Dad from work on the same day as the last picture. Two cat naps must equal one normal one.
Adelia is so funny when it comes to naps. She needs her nap everyday or by the end of the day she is a little zombie. She calls the shots though and can and will fall asleep wherever possible. Many times she'll go grab her blankie and find a spot when she's mad at me. Other times, she catches me by surprise. Like at the grocery store yesterday, she fell asleep in the cart. She kills me. It was so sweet and I just love watching her sleep.Monday, October 25, 2010
I did it!
Looks that I'll miss...
The wind blowing those locks...
Crimped (although it's hard to tell in this picture) as well as using my 3 barrel on it. (couldn't find a picture)
And reminders of why I did what I did...
Good morning sunshine!
The side shot. Oh yeah. Stringy goodness.
After many thoughts on cutting Delia's hair, I finally just did it. Isn't it so funny how you can get so attached to something like hair that you turn a blinds eye to the fact that it just needs to be cut, and then want to cry while doing it? Yes, well...the front of Del's hair has gone through turmoil. Starting with her own snipping months ago, to food and candy and gum getting stuck in it. The back was still nice but those sides were just so thin and almost non existent. So, I started with one of the longest strands in the front and freaked out a little when it took 5 inches off of the back! Now that it is done, I love it. The front is still a bit wispy and I may even take a little more off of the back. :) 
Yummy Sweet!
Yummy Sweet!
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