Thursday, February 2, 2012

How To Prepare For Breast Feeding

This day just started out stressful, so I needed a laugh, badly. Here is something I borrowed from Darren's cousin that made me laugh and laugh! This is written by Melissa Balmain, a freelance writer living in Blacksburg, Virginia, is a two-baby nursing veteran.

Day 1-Gently rub your nipples with sandpaper.
Day 2-At bedtime set your alarm clock to go off every two hours. Each time it rings, spend 20 minutes sitting in a rocking chair with your nipples clamped by a pair of chip clips.
Day 3-Draw branching lines all over your chest with a blue-green marker, then stand in front of your bathroom mirror and sing "I Feel Pretty."
Day 4-Open your already-crowded freezer and make room for five dozen plastic milk bags.
Day 5-Fit the hose of a vacuum cleaner over one breast and set on "medium pile." Turn off vacuum when nipple is three inches long. Switch breasts.
Day 6-Obtain "DO NOT CROSS" tape from your local police station, then wrap firmly around your chest. When your spouse asks about it, say, "Get used to it."
Day 7-Tape a water balloon to each breast and squeeze into a maternity bra. Repeatedly hook and unhook the nursing flaps with one hand while using the other to balance a sack of squirming puppies.
Day 8-Dine in the fanciest, snootiest restaurant you can afford, making sure to arrive with a big wet spot directly over each nipple.
Day 9-Record your mother proclaiming, "Just give the baby some cereal like God intended, and she'll sleep right through the night." Play in an endless loop at 1 a.m., 3 a.m., and 5 a.m.
Day 10-Slather your breasts with peanut butter, top with birdseed and stand very still in your backyard.
Day 11-Go someplace public -- a museum, a courthouse, the steps of your office building -- and stuff a lifelike baby doll under your shirt. Use the doll's arm to suddenly hike the shirt up past your collar bone. Lower shirt. Feign nonchalant smile.
Day 12-Suckle a wolverine.
Congratulations! You are now ready to nurse a baby. Maybe.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Product Review

My dear friend, Cecile, gave this to me as a gift after I had Makenna. She said that the baby's always get gifts, but the mother's don't, so she was bringing the Mommy a gift. I've never used Noodle & Boo products before. This product is a full 10 points.
It's hypoallergenic, not tested on animals (which makes me livid, so it's a good thing), and one little bit goes quite a long way. In fact, I quit using baby lotion on Makenna and we just shared this until it was gone.
It's has a light scent but it smells just like natural ingredients. Nothing "scented" per se.
I LOVE this product and am anxious to try other products in the Noodle & Boo line. It doesn't disappoint.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Hmmmm.....methinks......

Every once in a while, I think "I wonder what so and so thinks about this product" or I wonder if this product is and does what it presents itself to be. I also have people ask me many times, "so you tried that, what did you think?"
So, every so often, I will devote a short post and blurb about a product, company, store, etc...that I have really appreciated and loved. As these will only be posted by personal experience only, you won't have to endure them all the time.....but you never know.....it might be helpful some time for you. :)

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Our First Christmas

I have spent much time, as most people do this time of year, getting ready for Christmas. It's been such a busy year, that I hope Baby Girl will just remember the fun not all the rushing and schedule mess. I am not a Santa promoter or anti-Santa, as many around us are both.
I was watching a bit of TV when I was making toffee this year, and this celebrity was being interviewed by another celebrity. The interviewer asked her how she and her 2 small children celebrate Christmas, and the interviewee said "Well, we always talk about the Christmas story with our kids. You know, about Santa and the elves and why they live in the North Pole." Sigh. After I returned to my body, I felt sad. Sad that we live in a world where THIS is the Christmas story. Don't misunderstand. Miracle On 34th Street is one of my all time Christmas favorites.....but it is NOT, NOT the Christmas Story.
So, as I've been wrapping and baking and preparing, I've thought a lot about the characters in the story of the birth of our Lord. Last year, I was grateful not to be on a donkey at 6 months of pregnancy.
This year, I have noticed that being a mother has heightened my sensitivity to everything. I have pondered on the role of Mary as she watched her child experience a lifetime (a short one, at that) of pain, betrayal and eventual death. Forget feeling inadequate ALL the time, worried every day, and praying and hoping you are empowering Him to become all He needs to become.
Joseph, delivering a child that is not his own. Raising a child, who probably knows more about everything than you do. Feeling a little left out at times, and other times marveling that you are the stepfather of the Son of God. Talk about pressure.
I marvel as I watch people around me bless the lives of those who have less. I feel humbled that we are a very blessed family of 3, as the holy family was. I weep as I ponder on my friend who lost her little girl this year in a drowning accident and I pray that a huge measure of the Spirit will be in her home as they celebrate Christmas.
I pray that January won't erase the magic that I have felt this year. I pray every. single. day. for a content and grateful heart. From my house to yours, I wish you a very Merry CHRISTmas....

Friday, December 9, 2011

It Goes By So Quickly...

She turns 9 months old, tomorrow.......
How is it that I can blink, and go from this......
to this.....
What did I ever do before you were born, baby girl? You are absolute joy to my soul.....

Saturday, November 19, 2011

p.r.i.v.a.t.e.

With some goings-on in the last week or so, I'm considering going private with our blog. If I opt to, it won't be for awhile, so don't worry. But if you'd like to continue to be a reader, send me your email address at
lotzwife@cableone.net
I hope you each have a very happy Thanksgiving.
Love, Jenn

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

All Hallow's Eve

As it is the 'firsts' for both Makenna and I, it has been so fun to document and enjoy every minute! However, I am so busy enjoying the process, that I sometimes forget to take pictures or post about our happenings.
This isn't her costume, but she needed a plain white hat that covered her ears and some mittens. We found these at Target......not plain. I told Darren, they are ridiculous and putting something like this on our baby feels the same way when people put ridiculous things on older people. However, she makes EVERYTHING cuter, so I tried a little bit of 'kitschy' in her wardrobe. My little Lammie...
Our morning ritual when she wakes up......I take a big blankie in and wrap her in it, sit her on the chair while she watches me make her bottle. (She's getting less and less interested in nursing these days). She's just so cute in that huge blanket, I thought a "Where's Waldo" picture would be fun.
Last Sunday, we took our little sweetheart over to the park to let her see the beautiful colors that Heavenly Father has created for her. She was so tired, but she just LOVES to be outside. I hope she always feels that way. I love her little angel face looking up at the leaves. This photo reminds me how important it is to look up anyway....
Since she's a baby, parents like me, take total advantage of this fact. WE get to choose what they dress up as for Halloween. I looked at quite a few options, but we ordered one that said "Guppy." I giggled and giggled at that. Evidently, that place hasn't ever seen Finding Nemo. She turned out to be a little clown fish. This is a picture with just the hat part on. So cute!
Darren and I went as Ketchup and Mustard. I thought it unfair if we didn't dress up too. We are so vanilla, that I want us to be fun parents, so we are committed to gettin' in the game. Besides, guppies eat their young, right? So it works. I know.....macabe. I do have 3 brothers you know.....it comes naturally.
We didn't get photos of all our stops, but we had to get one with Grandma Cecile and Grandpa Kay. It's a difficult thing to describe the feelings you have when someone, who doesn't have to, loves you and then loves your baby as if you were their own. Makenna was happy as a clam being toted around by Cecile and Dr. Kay. How we love them.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

A Family of Three, Finally

A few shots my mother was sweet to take of us so we can manage a Christmas card this year........how in the world did She manage to become almost 8 months old in such a short time. I must be 100, because this is going by way too fast.

Monday, October 10, 2011

A Quick Update

*We are working diligently to get our home and yard looking like people actually live here. I'll post pictures as soon as I can
*Baby Girl is 7, yes SEVEN, months old today. I can't believe it and I am already mourning her childhood. Luckily, like when I'm changing a diaper, I am reminded that she isn't 20 yet.
*We (Baby Girl and I) went to Seattle with my parents to pick up my brother Jacob who is HOME from Iraq!!! So fun to see him, to bring him home, and mostly interesting to play single parent on a plane ride. Wow. She's such a good little traveler.
*We got our yard landscaped, raked and seeded.....and then it snowed 6 inches 5 days later. Ugh. Trying not to be a grouch about it. Trying. Really hard.
*I miss Declo. I miss my friends. Beginning anew is good, but lonely work.
*I miss waking up to doves, crickets, and hawks.......I miss tons of trees in my yard.
I hope all of you are doing well and looking forward to the holiday season. I'm determined to make it as simple and Christ-centered this year as possible. :o) Our love to each of you. Also, if you don't update your blogs, then it's gonna be curtains for you. I have to know what is going on in your lives.
Little Flying Nun, at home......
Our trip through Seattle and Oregon......beautiful country

The beach picture my mother took.......it looks just like a painting. Baby girl's first experience putting her toes in the Pacific Ocean. It was so fun to have her with me.
Without Grandma Suze, there would be much of what we do that wouldn't get documented. Thank goodness she's such a photog.
The two of us at the beach in Astoria.....so pretty there!

Monday, September 19, 2011

My Sanctuary of Gratitude

Now that sweet Baby Girl has a new bedroom, she also finally has a schedule that every child deserves. No more moving stuff, no more leaving the house to show it, no more errands during nap time, no more travel to see Dr. Kay or for Mommy's doctor appointments. She has been amazing.
As part of that, her room is the one room in our house that is done. I have loved putting everything away in there, hanging her pictures, and finally having room for a rocking chair. Everything about her room says "this baby is loved." And that's so good for this mommy. At night, our routine for bed is to sing softly to her, rub her back, kiss her little head or her head or her fingers or anything else I can get a hold of......oh my goodness how I love this baby. I try and put her in her bed still awake, as that is the counsel for good sleep habits. Sometimes she's very tired and falls asleep quickly, and as I hold her close, my heart feels so full I am sure it will burst.
I sit there, holding this miracle of a gift, and I think about how LONG we waited for her. I would sit in the empty nursery and sometimes weep, sometimes pray, but mostly I would dream of the baby that would occupy this space.
As I held her tightly last night, I felt overwhelmed with gratitude for a safe and beautiful home that is ours because of my sweet husband's generous work ethic. I know that he (and we) wouldn't be so blessed if it weren't for the man that he is. Both in the work place and the man he chooses to be every day, are a reflection of his deep rooted beliefs in family and his love of God. It isn't something he does, but it is truly who he is.
When Makenna is sleeping, especially through the eyes and eyebrow area, she looks just like Daddy when he is sleeping. My cup runneth over.....and over.....and over. I know that we are blessed on levels and in ways we might not ever see or know. I pray that I might have the eyes to see ALL the ways the Lord blesses my life. That I might always have a thankful heart. I am thankful today, for a brother home, finally, from Iraq. How I love my brother. How thankful I am that he would go and serve, so that Darren might stay home with us (in a sense).
I have a friend, who has tried to have a baby of her own for years now. She's had endometriosis, severely, most of her adult life. She's done the routine of tests and tests, and surgery, and even tried a round of IVF after saving and saving.....only to have it fail. She has one fallopian tube, her left one, that is completely blocked......and she is now 12 weeks pregnant. Out of the blue. Absolutely no medical help. All on her own. Her Dr is calling this "a miracle baby." Yep, another one this year......
The joy of having your own miracle experience, is only slightly better if at all, of watching someone else's miracle experience and getting to be part of it.
So, this is my quest.......to watch, to wait, to "see" with different eyes, the miracles that surround us. I know they are there. I know it. For I have experienced them for myself.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Friends....

Since we have moved, yet again in our married life, it gives me time to ponder on the roads I (we) have chosen and where they have taken us. In my old age, I have come to know many things for sure......and one of those "for sures" is that the Lord is aware of our wants and our needs, and that nothing is ever an accident. There is purpose and reason and grace in all we do and all we experience.
As we said goodbye to our friends in Declo, or at least "see you later", I have been reflecting on the many, many lessons and examples I had in my friends. People who would have been my family. Women who, when I am with them, feel like I'm coming home. I hope, one day, to live up to the blessing they have been in my life.
LAURA-there are girlfriend types of friends, and then there are kin spirit/sister type of friends. I can't count the times I was thinking or feeling something that you voiced at the very same time. I can't count the amount of times you helped me pick myself up, dust me off, and with a hug encourage me to keep going. There are those times in life, when if necessary, you'd stand up against something and be quite sure you'd be doing it alone. You are one of those friends who would be across the crowd standing with me. I love you. LESLIE-I hope to somehow be the kind of friend you have always been to me. I would have died of loneliness without you calling me to invite us to go play, or boat, or watch movies, or eat food, or or or or.....you have been a much better friend to me than I have ever been to you. Your tenacity for speaking up when it's not popular for what is right, your ability to serve those who need you, and your deeply driven love for your Savior is admirable and obvious in everything that you do. I am blessed to call you friend. ANGIE-You have taught me a lot about being patient, loving without conditions, service service service, being a willing vessel of whatever the Lord asks of you, of loyalty, and choosing to be happy regardless of what life throws at you. I marvel at you every. single. day. and when I think of whining about anything, I am reminded of my friend Angie. SANDY-once you decided I didn't have the plague (hahahaha) your timing in my life was perfect. You bring a little ray of sunshine into every room and life you walk into. The fact that you lack a social filter is so fun to me. I love it. I love your willingness to participate in things that you are oft times alone in doing. Your love of family and devotion to them is as amazing as your love and devotion to your crazy friends. You know I love you dear. TERINA-My other social filter lacker. I'm so grateful for that first day in RS when you were a newbie and stuck sitting by me. :o) I'm not sure I would have made it through the last 7 years of baby drama and heartache without your constant support. There is something truly beautiful about someone being able to say "I know.....I've been there. And I'm here for you." Thank you, thank you, my dear friend. SHERI-the best neighbor ever. You are irreplaceable, and I know this to be true. You became our Declo family and we miss you already. There aren't many I would trust my home, my cats, and my yard to, but I knew they'd be in better care when I was gone, knowing you looked after them. You are the SWEETEST grandma ever, and I absolutely love watching this phase of your life. KRISSY-You've taught me so much in such a short amount of time. I've watched you with your girls for awhile now and always thought "now that is a woman who actually ENJOYS her babies." I always hoped, if I ever got the chance, I would be the same way with mine. Having experienced what absolute joy a baby girl brings, I think about you every. single. day. Mostly at night, when I put baby girl down for bed. I look at her as I rock her to sleep and cannot imagine how I would get through the days and hours if she was taken from me. I spend much time and effort keeping my testimony alive, growing, and strong as possible......and that would shake the best parts of me. I am grateful to you, for letting me be a part of your life. For allowing me "in" to a very sacred place. You are in my prayers, each day, Krissy. At least once. MAVIS-my adopted Declo Grandma. Need I say more? CHAR-the woman who can be YW president after having served in the same auxiliary for like 100 years, and still do an amazing job, cheerfully. Who has a baby via-C section, gets an infection, has 3 other children to raise, and still walks the parade a few weeks later. I'm pretty sure when I'm not around, you have a little Supermom cape stored in your shirt. You are one that I have watched stand up for what is right and good, while still having appropriate wiggle room for those around you. Considering I have been the WORST visiting teacher lately, I think you have earned the Celestial Kingdom for so many of these things. (I still have my feather!) JULIE-my very first friend in Declo. You are the kind of Mom we all try to be like. I've watched you in church with 4 kids hanging on you and pulling your hair and you like, 5 months pregnant and serving in Relief Society, and still have the where-withall to be cheerful and good natured and patient beyond measure. You visit me way more than I've made it out to your house to visit you. You have an amazing capacity to be honest and even more amazing is your ability to forgive and trust. I love you Julie. Thank you for being my friend. TIFF-it would be very easy to skip church each week with poor Trav's crazy schedule. I love that you still make the sacrifice. Thank you for your friendship....your sweet disposition and sharing your crazy in-laws with me.
So many more that I will have to cover later.....but you can tell that I have been richly blessed by the friends who have intertwined their lives with my own. I am anxious and hopeful to make more friends in our new area. They have big shoes to fill. :o)

Friday, August 26, 2011

My Body Has Moved, But.....

....my heart is feeling a little confused.
It's interesting that you can find a home, love the home, move into the home, and still it doesn't feel like home. Not yet, at least.
I have a love hate relationship with change. And we have had 3 major changes this year. I love the new adventure, I hate starting over. I love knowing there are new friends to be made, I hate leaving my old ones. I love that no one knows me and I get to introduce myself afresh, I hate that no one knows me and I have to introduce myself. I love that we are closer to Dr's, and grocery stores, and a park.........I hate that I can hear traffic at night and don't wake up to the sounds of crickets and owls. I love our huge yard, I hate that we have to put another yard in.
Poor Heavenly Father......He must be so tired of having the MOST conflicted child ever to have skin. Mostly, every day, I'm grateful. Grateful to know what it feels like to want and go without, so I see the blessings and gifts a little quicker than I might have before. I am grateful that I left little Declo with such sadness as moving there was so difficult for me.
More pictures to post later. As soon as I wade through the sea of boxes that might contain my camera.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

4 Months Old

Yep, it's true......she's 4 months old. Actually, she was 4 months old on the 10th, and since I have been busy trying to move, I am posting late. As I recall, when we were in the hospital and she was only 4 minutes old, I asked her if she would stay little forever. I am pretty sure she agreed to this. Someone isn't holding up her end of the deal. Ahem.
Past the feelings that it's all going too fast, it is amazing to me everyday that she is here. Once that passes, I am amazed that she is her own person and has been right from the beginning.Some fun little Makenna-isms we've noticed.....
*She is the most smiley baby I've ever held
*She has the sweatiest little feet, even when they are cold
*She loves it when people talk and coo at her. Loves it.
*She does NOT like her tummy, so tummy time is similar to hiding veggies in a toddler's food
*She has the grip of a vice. No kidding. Especially when she has ahold of Mommy's hair
*She's discovered her voice, and spends a lot of time "scream-talking"......my ears might not make it through this phase
*She's a happy girl and is smiling and cheerful right up until she's hit the wall and now HAS to go to sleep
*She doesn't care for nap time, unless Mommy's holding her the ENTIRE time (we've been working on that one all week)

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Our New House

So......there is this vicious rumor going around that we are moving. It might have started by the For Sale sign in our yard and the fact that we have told people, that we are moving. I've gotten enough hate mail from all you guys out there about not posting any pictures of our new house, so here you go.
After we put in our yard in Declo, I vowed, yes vowed, to my husband and all things in heaven, that I would NOT be putting in another yard on our next house. Evidently, Someone has a sense of humor.......
There are many things about this house we are grateful for. First, it's on a corner (sort of) which allows for a large backyard. We have been living in the country for 7 years now, and we are not used to people too close to us. We have actually enjoyed the space. This yard will give us plenty of room for a large garden, entertaining area in the back, and a huge yard for Baby Girl to play in. So, I will be brave, courageous, and long suffering (not to mention a drama queen) and put in ANOTHER yard at this house. I guess. I do enjoy selecting what I want in my yard, so I guess it's a win-win.
I don't have a picture of it, but the other thing that was imperative, was a basement. We don't have one in our current home, as we are in the flood zone here. Luckily, we will have a basement. A huge blessing. Plenty of storage, room for 2 additional bedrooms, and office, a family room, and a little workout area. In a state with 9 months of winter, it's a blessing.
This is our kitchen.....luckily we came into this house during construction, so we were able to select our own counters, flooring, paint, and cabinets. A fun little bonus.
This is a photo of our kitchen/great room. The bedrooms are down the hall and wrap around behind this room. It's nice to have the living room and the kitchen all open. I do love that.
A photo of our master bathroom. Something that was a must in our next house. With just the 2 of us even now, it can be a little crowded with just one bathroom. However, I think of people in Ghana and I feel like a glutton that I even get to own a house. With Baby Girl and company, we will need another though. I love the flooring in here. It's a porcelain made to look like travertine (the stone) but highly durable and great for water areas. I also love that the closet is a walk-in and located inside the bathroom. Great feature.
One very sad thing I noticed about this house......all our Declo friends don't come with the house. Sigh..........I will miss you.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

The Many Faces of Motherhood

As a new mother, I am seeing those mothers around me in a fresher light. A light that, if you are watching, reflects the deepest parts of a mother's soul. I am familiar with the light of Longing, as I spent 11 years watching it reflect in me, my most personal and difficult heartaches. I won't ever forget what it felt like to be part of that club. Although I've graduated from that now, I do not feel any more worthy or deserving than my sisters who are still longing. In fact, I probably pray harder for them now than I ever did.
I have a friend who lost her little girl a few weeks ago in a drowning accident in the Snake River. I am seeing, firsthand, the light of Loss for a mother.......and if I thought Longing was difficult, Loss has a whole new dimension to it. At the viewing, that I could NOT miss, even though we weren't taking M out anywhere, I watched this mother. Since then, I have pondered on her daily. How would I get up in the morning if M was taken from me? Would I have the strength to see the face of Deity in this tragedy? Would I be such an example to others as I allowed them to love me, to weep with me, to share in this with me? Although, I thought it impossible, I have a new level of appreciation for my little M. For the late nights and early mornings. For the poopie diapers and throw up in my hair. For the crying, my chubby-post-baby body still, for the price of diapers, for the lack of me time, for my messy house now.......because it means She is here. Safe. With Me. Thank you Krissy.