Lexie's First Boo-Boo

I am upstairs on my computer checking my e-mail when I hear Lexie screaming and Jacob saying, "I didn't mean to!" Well, if you are a Mother - these are all things you do not want to hear, especially together. I book it downstairs. I mean book it. One look at Lexie and at first sight it just appears that she is crying.

Until the blood begins to stream out of her nose.

Me: "Jacob! WHAT HAPPENED?"

Me: Trying DESPERATELY to stay calm

Jacob: "She fell against the chair and as I was trying to help her up I hit her head against the chair!"

I rush her to the bathroom where I quickly soak a washcloth with water. All the while trying to figure where the blood is coming from (it is now all over her face and my shoulder). I remembered his saying her head was hit, so I was so confused as to why her nose was bleeding.
After using compression against her nose with the wet washcloths for just a few seconds, she was fine. I held my composure with Jacob (Thank You, Jesus) and allowed him to explain what happened. Jacob was, as he usually is, just helping his baby sister and happened to hit her face on the chair while picking her up off the ground where she had fallen frontwards from a sitting position. She is totally fine. Jacob was scared, but totally fine. Me? AHHH!! I was SO TERRIFED to see my sweet, darling, baby girl with blood, but yes, I'm fine.. :)

Change

Last night I was talking to my husband, Jon, about my new and fun activity... blogging. I hadn't yet told him the name of my site, Three in a Bed, and as soon as I told him the name he said, "Erin! No you didn't name it that! The meaning behind that is horrible!" It was at that moment I realized, yep - that sounded wrong. It was created innocently, of course, I had been singing the song, "Ten in the Bed" and thought I was being super cutesy creative with the name. Well, needless to say, I had to create a new blog site, with a new name. I have always called my kids "the monkies" and thought that was fitting. So, here we are with a new blog site and a new name.

Formula Expansion

I learned something yesterday.

Something I may never need to know again, but regardless - I learned something new.

Baby Formula expands.

We were having an off site Church Strategy Meeting yesterday, which meant that I would be away from my little Lexie during our 10:00 a.m. nursing time. So, I prepared a bottle of formula for her. In the past I have usually used thawed breastmilk, or even mixed the two together, but this was really my first real bottle of just formula.I filled the bottle with precisely 8 ounces of water. I then proceeded to place 4 scoops of formula into the bottle. I shook the bottle. I looked at the bottle. There were now just under 10 ounces of mixed formula in the bottle. Now, you may be thinking, "Duh! - You just added substance by dumping the powered formula in", yes I did, BUT not 2 ounces worth. Once I shook it, it expanded!At the beginning of this "learning moment" I was unsure of just how much she would drink (ounce wise) so I was now sure that at least she would be overstocked with this new amount of 10 ounces.

She drank 7 of the 10 ounces.

Just goes to show you that you can always learn something new...

My First Post from My Original Blog

Tonight I was inspired to create a Blog.

I have never before thought of actually doing this, but just received an e-mail from my friend Alyssa, who is also the mother of "Three in the Bed". She just started blogging last week and I loved reading her posts. So, here I am. As she also said in her first posting, I hope this is something I can actually keep up on and not let months (or even years) go by without posting anything new. Speaking of, I was the girl who would open up my diary and write 2 pages, close it, open it again 6 months later, write 2 sentences, close it... you get the picture.

If you know me, than you know that I am always extremely busy. If you know me, than you also know that if it has anything to do with my kids, creating memories for my kids, or preserving those memories, than it is on my list of Things To Do that Will Get Done.

So, as I have titled my blog, "Three in the Bed" I suppose I will talk about one of those "Three". Jacob is my oldest and a person that God has put into my life to teach me how to re-learn life. Being the Mother of a boy, especially when I only grew up with sisters, has been a bit challenging for me. Jacob isn't any boy, either. He is an extremely intelligent, diligent, proper, respectful, orderly, and known as a "perfectionist" young man. In so many ways, we differ so much from each other. One morning just a few months ago, I was rushing to get all 3 kids ready for school and trying to leave the house on time. Unfortunately, this was a morning the words "on time" were not going to hold true.

Pulling up to the school 1 minute late, Jacob's eyes teared up.

Me - "Jacob, why are you crying?"
J - "I don't like to be late"
Me - (crushed)
Me - "Jacob, we will be on time from now on"

In this moment, I felt like a was completely failing as a Mom. Yes, this may seem like a simple little thing and to make me feel like a failure? Well, let me preface this all be saying the following. Jacob likes things done correctly. He likes them done when they are supposed to be done and how they are supposed to be done. To him, there is an order that is not to be broken. Me? I am not like any of that. At all. I am a procrastinator. I am constantly not following through with what I start. I am messy.So, back to this "revelation" moment. I am thinking I am not the Mother that Jacob deserves. He deserves a Mom that is ON TOP OF IT and a Mom that is on time and a Mom that has complete structure. Not a Mom like me.

So, I cried. I called Jon. I cried. I called my Mom. I cried some more.

I then realized. I HAVE to learn how to be Jacob's Mom. I have to re-learn life in a completely different light. I HAVE to do this and I HAVE to do this because I adore that little boy. I will learn how to be the person that he needs to have to guide him through his precious beginning.

God is teaching me more about life through this one little boy than I would have ever thought possible. Truly amazing.