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Getting Back to Life January 22, 2015

Filed under: Family Time,Parenthood,Simply Me — Amy Scott @ 3:14 pm

Only now do I feel like I’m coming out of the haze of the last month of illness in our house. I’ve been slow to re-enter our routine and our commitments. It’s amazing to me how we are nearing the end of January and I just now feel like I’m fully entering into the new year. It’s taken me a while to get back on my feet. Now that Owen is out of the woods, we are back to life and moving full steam ahead. Because there were a couple really slow weeks at the beginning of January, it seems like the end of January is trying to make up for entire month. I tend to do that. Unintentionally, I feel weird about not having commitments or not being able to keep them, so I flip everything over into the second half of the month and make that part super busy. It’s all good stuff, though, so I’m excited for some social time and hanging with friends and family, but I guess I will share more about that later – after it actually happens.

Over the last two weeks, Owen’s sleep schedule has changed. My kid who dependably slept till 9:00-9:30am is now waking up before 8:00am most morning.  You are probably thinking “no big deal”. 8:00am isn’t all that early to most of the world. Well, I am a late sleeper by nature and I was really enjoying sleeping until 9:00am most morning. I would wake up before Owen and have some time to pull myself together before he got up. Now Owen is awake before me and I’m pulling myself out of bed when I would rather keep snoozing. We’ve had a couple super late nights in the last week and I hoped that Owen would go back to his normal schedule, but no. Despite what time we put him down, he is up early. This looks like our new routine. For the first time ever, I think I’m looking forward to “springing ahead” with daylight savings time. Maybe that will rewire him to sleep a little later. So anyway, I’m tired. I’ve been staying up late like usual, but getting up earlier. I haven’t adjusted yet to the lost hour of sleep. In the grand scheme of things, this is a positive change. Owen is sleeping more solidly through the night and not waking in the early morning hours. I’m just going to have get used to the new wake up time.

In other Owen news, we were finally able to get him a haircut. It was on our “January To-Do List”, but with all the buggies, it took us a while to get it checked off. On Saturday, we took him back to the kid’s salon for his second haircut. This time it was more of a big boy haircut and not a trim. He looks like a big boy in a little body now! I miss a lot of things now that his hair is short. I miss the spunky personality of his hair – it still has some, but it’s not as crazy. I miss his hair being able to cover up bonks on his forehead. Most of all, I miss playing with his hair when he sits on my lap. I never thought I would be a mom who was emotionally attached to her kids hair and I’m trying not to be. I just happen to like it long and crazy because it seems to be a part of him and his personality. Owen is a handsome kid no matter what hairstyle he has. I am lucky that he likes going to the hair salon and does very well while he sits in the chair… I mean, the go-cart! I’m grateful that he views getting haircut as a happy experience.

Today has been a quiet, but productive day. I’ve been busy but I enjoy setting my own pace. While Owen napped this morning, I cleaned the house. I’ve spent part of the afternoon updating pictures around my house. I hadn’t changed any of the photos since July. It was time to showcase some of our fall and holiday pictures. I love looking at my pictures and it can be so hard to pick which of the many get to be the one on display! The next thing on my to-do is to change my Scentsy scents around the house. I know, I am a wild woman! Cleaning, photo organizing, fiddling with my Scentsy! What a life… Oh there is a kid that I take care of too. He is pretty hands on so it’s hard to get much done while he is awake. Yesterday, he let me make cookies in the morning, but even still he was tugging on my leg asking for me to hold him. Holding a toddler and making cookies can be a complicated endeavor. I must lack talent in the multitasking department. These days I don’t try to multitask when Owen is up. I work on a few things, but mostly, it’s just hanging out with him and playing around. I really enjoy getting to be his buddy throughout the day. I don’t mind stopping my own agenda to goof off. The way I see it is these days are numbered. Days around the house just playing won’t always be our stage of life so I better soak it up while I can. I remind myself that school days are coming when my free time will come back (I daydream about this phase a lot). I remind myself that he’ll be a teenager some day and playing with Duplos on the floor won’t be his favorite thing. I got to make these moments count, right now. It’s such a blessing even though this time at home does come with it’s fair share of meltdowns, temper tantrums and fighting naps. I’ll take both the good and the bad. Keeps like interesting, right?

Right after the big haircut! Looking dapper!

Right after the big haircut! Looking dapper!

Owen loves sitting in the big chair. He feels like such a big boy!

Owen loves sitting in the big chair. He feels like such a big boy!

All movement! He is quite the ball of energy!

All movement! He is quite the ball of energy!

Supporting the Seahawks with Papa & Nana

Supporting the Seahawks with Papa & Nana

Say Cheese

Say Cheese

This ball pit no longer contains round balls thanks to our dog, Toby. Good thing Owen doesn't seem to mind!

This ball pit no longer contains round balls thanks to our dog, Toby. Good thing Owen doesn’t seem to mind!

 

Some Days are a Prayer January 20, 2015

Filed under: Bible,Simply Me — Amy Scott @ 1:22 pm

The Bible tells us to pray without ceasing in 1 Thessalonians 5:17. When I was a kid that verse freaked me out because I thought that it meant I needed to be on bended knee beside my bed 24/7. How in the world was anyone supposed to pull that off? It seemed impossible so I pushed it aside from my thoughts. However, I finally mastered the concept of praying without ceasing in high school. It might not shock you, but I have a bit of nervous personality. High school overwhelmed me in a lot of ways. I had good friends, but I also had crazy friends that did wild and stupid things. Like all youth group kids, I was told to be a light in my school, but that meant I actually had to talk to people I didn’t know all that well. I lived on edge walking from class to class. I prayed a lot. I can go through each season of my life and tell you why it called for extra prayer. There has never been a time in my life where I have had this thing handled. I’ve never once told God, “Thanks, but I’ll things from here.” Nope, I think my prayers are more like, “Seriously, God? Why this? Why now? HELP!” Over the last few months, I’ve tried to take the quieter moments and use them for intercession (praying for the needs of others). I can get so focused on my own life that intercession pulls me out of myself. It reminds me that others struggle and need help too. We’re all human. It softens my heart and helps me to feel more content with my situations because I know that things could worse, so I should be grateful and thankful despite my own difficulties. There are reasons, but today I feel the weight of needing to pray. For my family. For others. There is a tension in my soul with the unknown, the uncertain, the unanswered prayers that surround me. It weighs on me. I feel unsettled. So today feels like a prayer. One big giant prayer. I might repeat it often to myself in conscience thought. It might run in the background of my mind as I go about my tasks. But today needs prayer. Tomorrow will probably need it too. This is the thing – it’s the one thing I can do. I can’t solve my own problems, let alone the problems of my family and friends. I can’t make things better. If I could, I would. Also, not all prayers are about sadness and the complications of life. Some are just for encouragement, hope for the future, and an expectation of things to come. It’s not all doom and gloom. But most of the time, prayer is one way I can be a part of the solution without making a mess of myself. It’s good to pray. It matters. The one verse I turn to the most in my Bible is Philippians 4:6, “Don’t worry about anything; instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.” This sums up it up for me. This is what I need to do. The next verse talks about how doing this brings peace and it’s true. I know that I don’t have this all figured out and that’s okay. God does. He has my situations and my loved ones in his hands. He values their hearts and he knows their fears. He is their comfort, their strength, their joy. And he is mine. I go into prayer with a worried mind and if I truly let go and hand these needs over to God, I finish with a quiet spirit and a calm mind. I need that today. I need that deep, rich peace that passes understanding. I remember that God can use all things for his good. He is in this. And I am thankful. It’s amazing how prayer turns anxiety into praise. I’ll be honest; my prayers are very rarely ever answered in an instant. I have to continue to live that unsettled feeling, but I will not let it bend my belief that God has got this covered. He knows. And that concludes this rambling blog. I hope that maybe it encourages you to stop in the middle of the crazy moments and send up a prayer. Keep doing that. Keep praying. It’s worth it. It’s a sweet fragrance to God. He loves to hear his kiddos talking to him. I also need to live with the silence and listen for his response. It’s a two way street this relationship with God. It’s about talking and it’s about listening. So, since I’ve been really good at talking today, maybe it’s time to quiet down and listen now.

 

29 January 16, 2015

Filed under: Family Time,Parenthood,Recollections,Simply Me — Amy Scott @ 10:25 pm

This week, I turned 29. This year seems like a landmark year for me. It’s the last year in my 20’s. It’s crazy how fast they went. It’s also crazy that the next decade that is right around the corner will probably go just as fast or even faster. How does time fly by so quickly? A lot has happened in my 20’s. I got married at age 20, graduated from college at 22, bought at house at age 23, had a baby at 27. Talk about a lot of life change in a 10 year span of time.  I also got to travel a lot more than I expect I would. I visited Nashville (x2), Atlanta, Chicago, Southern California (LA, Anaheim, San Diego, etc.), road tripped to San Francisco and through the Redwood forests, Washington DC, Vancouver BC, Hawaii, road tripped to South Dakota, road tripped to Kansas. That list isn’t in order and I probably missed a few cities, but the point is I’ve travelled. I love traveling. I love exploring new places. I love Disneyland. My one regret is that I’ve only been to Disneyland once in the last decade. That is truly sad. But there is always hope in my heart that Disneyland will be the next trip I take. It might be unrealistic hope, but it is hope nonetheless.

Back to my 20’s, Disneyland can complete derail my train of thought. While I know that life won’t end when I turn 30, I feel fully awake going into 29. I want to make it count. Not in big ways, I don’t have major plans. I just want it to be worth something. I want to end my 20’s the best way possible. In a recent conversation with a friend, she told me that she loved her 30’s way more than her 20’s. I can see her reasons for loving her 30’s already coming into play in my life. She said in her 30’s she really started to own who she is and care less and less about what other people think of her. She also mentioned that she loved watching the world through her kids’ eyes. I totally agree. I think 29 is so important to me because I want to embrace who I am. I don’t want to feel obligated to be anyone but me. I’m also starting to care less about the opinions of others. Not everyone will like me. I can be kind and I can be Christ-like, but I am not in control of what other’s think. Even if it’s about me. Also, having Owen in my life has been so enriching. I love being his mom and getting to watch him grow. I am a stay at home mom who volunteers at her church and mentors young girls a couple times a month. I am an avid reader. I watch way too much television. I love spending time with my family. I am blessed with great friendships. My life isn’t glamorous, but I love it. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

On the eve of my birthday, I was thinking about my friends. Relationships change a lot in your 20’s. I went from dorm life to living in Lewis County (with my friends all away at college). I went from having friends nearby to having friends scattered around the country. I gained a mother-in-law and two sisters-in-law. I gained friends of many ages. No longer was my core group all my age. As I was thinking about the ladies in my life who I consider dear friends, I realized how blessed I was to be walking this road of life with so many fantastic people who I know love and support me. My family and friends have made life so meaningful and I look forward to many adventures with them in the future.

Also, I look at how much Jeremy and I have changed in 10 years. I sometimes wonder why Jeremy ever felt compelled to marry the 20-year-old version of me. I was so young. I was still a kid in so many ways. I grew up a lot in 20’s and I have become who I am through hard work and rocky roads. There has been joy and there as has been pain. Jeremy has been by my side the entire time. We are a team and his love has held me together when I thought I was unraveling. We celebrate 9 years of marriage this coming summer. Marrying Jeremy is without a doubt the best thing I did in my 20’s and paved the way for many other wonderful things – like our home and our family of three. I am truly blessed.

As I said before, I have no major plans for 2015 and 29. I just know it’s going to be a big year. I know it will continue to grow me and stretch me and change me. I know I have an opportunity live each day as it comes. I am so glad for where I have been and I am even more exited for what is to come.

For those who are the wondering, I spent my birthday in a two day celebration.  I spent the afternoon watching my movie with my sister while my mom watched Owen. It was nice to watch a movie without interruptions from my little man. My birthday was on a Wednesday and I teach 5th/6th grade girls at my church on Wednesdays, so I made the evening into a birthday party for me. We played Pin the Tail on the Donkey and Disney Scene It. There were party hats and noise makers. I made a Kit Kat cake with Reeces Pieces on top. It turned out great and tasted fabulous. (Note: This is not a cheap cake. Lots of candy is an investment. The bummer part is the candy only stays crunchy and fresh for a little while before the moisture of the cake affects it. By day 3, the candy has lost its crunch). On Thursday, we had my family over for dinner since that wasn’t an option on Wednesday. We had pizza and more cake (my favorite Safeway chocolate cake this time). Owen was the center of attention and it was a fun night to hang out with a few of my very favorite people. Overall, I would say the 29 kicked off to a great start. Now the slow march to 30… Just kidding. I mean, now for the epic journey that awaits before a new decade begins!

The Kit Kat cake I made for my birthday and shared with my Wednesday night class

The Kit Kat cake I made for my birthday and shared with my Wednesday night class

 

Partying with some of my favorite ladies!

Partying with some of my favorite ladies!

29 Candles

29 Candles

Another day, another cake!

Another day, another cake!

Owen enjoyed my birthday cake! This kid loves chocolate!

Owen enjoyed my birthday cake! This kid loves chocolate!

 

Little Boy January 13, 2015

Filed under: Parenthood — Amy Scott @ 11:13 am
Mom accidentally over filled the tub! Owen thought it was great!

Mom accidentally over filled the tub! Owen thought it was great!

It’s been a few months since I wrote a blog totally dedicated to Owen. Yesterday was his 15 month well check appointment, so I figured now would be a great time to share his stats and what Owen has been into lately. Even though yesterday was a “well check” appointment, we went with lots of questions about the bugs that Owen has been batting. He still has a runny nose, but other than that he seems to be improving. He has been fever free since Thursday, but then over the weekend he developed a rash, so honestly, it seems like every day there was a new twist to Owen’s ailments. It turns out that Owen does have an ear infection. The new procedure is no antibiotics until the symptoms have been happening for 10 days. Owen was right around that 10 day mark, but since things are clearing up, our doctor said to just let the bug run it’s course. The nice thing is she told us that Owen isn’t contagious. He can finally go back into the nursery at church and we can re-enter the real world!

Since Owen’s last appointment at 12 months, he hasn’t gained a pound. He is still under 21lbs. This puts him at 7% for weight. He is at 31% for length and his head at 73%. I’m sure no one is shocked by his head size. It continues to be the one thing that he lands above 50% with. I would love it if Owen would chunk up a bit more, but our doctor isn’t concerned so I have decided not to worry about it. He is a small boy and that’s okay. Whenever I talk about how small Owen is people always mention how small I am. At this point and time, he is taking after me. I guess that is a good thing. I’m a bit of a wimp. Lugging around a lightweight kid is probably better for my back in the long run.

Supporting his team on game day

Supporting his team on game day

Owen is a good eater, despite what you might think from his weight. I can’t get him to drink whole milk, but he eats so much diary that it’s okay. Owen loves yogurt, cheese and cottage cheese. He eats those items daily so he is getting what he needs in the dairy department. Owen loves to try to whatever we’re eating. So far, turkey and ham seem to be big winners. Rice meals are also a favorite for him – that makes Chinese and Mexican meals a hit. Owen has also shown that he prefers chocolate over vanilla. There are some things like pancakes that I can’t get him to touch at all. Weird, huh? He certainly has his expectations when it comes to food. He now goes to the pantry or fridge door and hits them until we pull something out. It’s neat that he can tell us when he is hungry. Owen has a pretty toothy grin these days. He now has 4 teeth on top, 4 on bottom and molars coming in on both sides – top and bottom. These chompers have come in handy as Owen has explored new foods.  He has also started to master the art of the spoon. He will spoon feed himself cottage cheese. It’s a slow and messy process but he is always so proud of himself.

It’s been fun to watch Owen’s vocabulary start to take off. While he doesn’t say all these words in a day, he has said things like mom, dad, hot, light, deer, out, dog, duck, star, blue, ball. Sometimes he says something and I’m shocked that he knows that word – like when I put on his star jammies and he started to point at all the stars and say star. I had no clue he know that word or shape until that moment. During play time, all the farm animals “baa”. He has two new farm puzzles and he got a tractor for Christmas that he loves. He also got a few dinosaurs from his cousin, Carson. He makes the dinosaurs roar. Also, he knows that lions and bears roar too.

Grandpa & Grandma brought Owen some cheer with a giant Mickey balloon. Makes the days at home more fun!

Grandpa & Grandma brought Owen some cheer with a giant Mickey balloon. Makes the days at home more fun!

As you can guess, Owen is still in 12 month clothes and size 3 diapers. If he was over 22lbs, I was going to upgrade him to size 4 diapers, but he isn’t there yet. The nice thing is we get our use out of clothing. He doesn’t out grow his clothes all that quickly. I’m totally fine with that since I like his 12 month selection and I haven’t built up his 18 month wardrobe yet. Maybe he’ll start wearing 18 month clothes by 18 months. We’ll just have to wait and see.

Owen is super fast these days. It seems like once he could walk, he could also run. At the doctor’s appointment yesterday, our doctor marveled at Owen’s balance and movements. I guess he is ahead of the game when it comes to balance. I’m guessing that the lack of baby chunk makes him agile. Maybe he’ll be our little track star. All I know is that he keeps me on my toes. For a while he was rushing to the oven door whenever I wanted to open it and remove an item. He has finally grasped the concept of hot and now he keeps his distance while repeating the word “hot” over and over again. I was so scared that he was going to move faster than me and end up with a burn. If I want to put something away or open something up, you can bet that Owen will running towards me, ready to get into whatever he can.

Our little boy maybe be small, but he is such a sweetie. Throughout this bug, he has been a cuddler. I have spent my days holding this sweet, little boy and snuggling with him. He loves to give hugs and they usually end with him wiping his snot on my shoulder. What can I say, that’s true love, right?

 

Hello 2015 January 8, 2015

Filed under: Amy's Bookshelf,Family Time,Parenthood — Amy Scott @ 1:51 pm

Can you guess how this blog will start??? Hmm… By now it’s no shock for me start a blog by saying that we’ve been sick. Our family keeps cycling germs. I’m practically at the point of depression because we cannot stay healthy. I was so glad that I fought off the germs through the holidays, but I didn’t totally make it out unscathed. On New Year’s Eve, Jeremy came down with a tummy bug. Owen and I went out to have a birthday dinner with my sister and then we came home to chill. For the first time in over a decade, I went to bed before midnight on New’s Year Eve. I was asleep when the New Year arrived. On New Year’s Day, I woke up with mounting sinus pressure. It was my turn to go down and boy, did I. I feel like I’m really just now coming out of the haze. This week has been a quiet one, so I’ve been slowly able to reclaim my house and my life. The entire time that I’ve been sick, Owen has been sick as well. There have lots of runny diapers, runny noses and fevers. It’s been a rough go. Owen is not out of the woods yet entirely. Poor boy.

I haven’t given too much thought to 2015 since I’ve been focused on getting well. The good thing about being sick and having my hubby home is that I’ve had lots of down to read. My dad gave us Smart Money Smart Kids by Dave Ramsey and Rachel Cruze. There was an incentive to read the book. Dad would reward us if we gave him a book report – oral or written. As you can guess, this was the first book I choose to read this year. I went for the written report because I was nervous that an oral report might turn into an oral quiz and I had panic attack flashbacks to Spanish in high school (the only class I had oral quizzes in). Sometimes talking money can feel like speaking for a foreign language. However, Dave and Rachel did a good job of giving common sense principles for raising money smart kids. Even thought Owen is only one, the book gave me lots to think about.  By the way, Dad if you are reading this, I will read more books at your request if with they come with a reward! Just saying… Next on my to-read list was the Divergent series. I had heard good things about it and I really liked The Hunger Games, so I thought this series would be up my alley. Of course, I love getting lost in a good story, so the Divergent series took over my life for three days. Overall, it was a good read and I enjoyed the plot twists. I wasn’t thrilled with the ending, but it was very entertaining. This week I even rented the movie, so the theme so far of 2015 might be Divergent. Now I am on to The Best Yes by Lysa Terkeurst. I’ve never read a book by her, but I’m appreciating her honest writing style. Over the years, I have often struggled with what to say yes to and when to say no. Right now I have scaled back my life a lot so that I can be a stay at home mom and invest in my family. Boundaries have always helped me stay focused on what is the most important thing for me to do. This book is reaffirming a lot of the choices that I’ve made and really encouraging me to stay the course.

Every year I like to do a recap blog post of the following year. I usually pick my favorite post of each month, but I’m not going to do that this year. 2014 sure had it’s ups and downs. In some ways I feel like a totally different person than I was at the start of 2014. I feel like my confidence has grown and I’m really loving where I am at. There is a peace that comes with doing what you are supposed to do and being where you are supposed to be. As I think about 2015, I really have no clue what the year holds. It will be my last year in my 20’s. I am just one year away from a new decade. Because I am about to turn 29, I feel a sense that I need to make this year count. But honestly, I should make every year count. 29 should be no different than 31 in my endeavor to grow and make a difference in the world. I know that in 2015, I want to focus on contentment more. I want to be thankful and joyful. I want to have peace and confidence. It’s been such an honor to watch Owen growing up into this fantastic little boy. My days at home with him are truly a gift. It’s hard to believe all the changes that he has gone through in 2014 and I’m sure my mind will blown by the little boy that emerges by the end of 2015. It’s a good life and I am happy to go forward. I believe the best is yet to come. And hopefully, my next blog post won’t mention sickness! Maybe 2015 will be the year we all stay healthy!!!

Celebrating Andrew's birthday. It's the one day a year where April is 26, Andrew is 27, and I am 28!

Celebrating Andrew’s birthday. It’s the one day a year where April is 26, Andrew is 27, and I am 28!

Celebrating April's birthday on New Year's Eve

Celebrating April’s birthday on New Year’s Eve

First Instagram of 2015 took place on January 5th. We are sick and I was unshowered, but I was going through withdrawals! There is nothing fun to take pictures of when you're sick!

First Instagram of 2015 took place on January 5th. We are sick and I was unshowered, but I was going through withdrawals! There is nothing fun to take pictures of when you’re sick!

This wild boy has some serious bedhead!

This wild boy has some serious bedhead!