Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Nolan's One Month Stats

Believe it or not (I prefer not to) - this little guy is already a month old! He had his one month check up yesterday and he's already a WHOPPING 10lb 14oz. So - yeah... I'd say he's well on his way to being a chunk like his sister.  He grew an inch, too!

Jack had a check up, too! He's healthy and growing well! Don't ask him about his visit though...he was NOT happy about getting his vaccinations. Luckily, he's all set for Kindergarten next fall!

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

School Days

 My kids are officially back in school for the fall. Jack is in a Pre-K class and goes M,W, F for most of the day. He gets to pack his lunch - which is pretty exciting for a four year old! Josie and I (and Nolan) are doing a 2's class on Friday mornings. Josie is the oldest in her class (she misses the 3's deadline by a month - which is fine with us).
 She gets to have "snack time" at school.
Here she is with her friend, Reese, listening to a story.  They also sing and dance to songs - which Josie LOVES! She's a very animated dancer!
Awkward first day pic.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Life with Three

People have been asking how life with three is going...It's good...crazy at moments, but good. I'm sure as Nolan becomes more active - life will get crazier, so for now, I take the sleep deprivation in stride.

Here are a few things I have noticed:

1) Dude humor runs deep. The other day I was burping Nolan and he let out a HUGE burp. Josie yelled out "Excuse You!" while Jack died laughing. Then he came over, patted Nolan on the head, and said, "Good burp, Nolan. That was AWESOME!" Burping and farting are never NOT funny to boys - regardless of age.

2) Blowouts are viewed as normal, everyday occurrences. I think my official title should be "President of Bowel Movement Operations." I am responsible for lots of poo in this house! Three kids, two dogs, and when I can find the time - myself. The other day I was on the phone with a girlfriend from college. I heard Nolan poop and I knew it wasn't good. Sure enough - I picked him up and it was ALL over him (and also on me). Did I end the conversation? Heck NO! I was talking to another ADULT. I grabbed a towel, a new diaper, some wipes, and a half-way clean onesie...then proceeded to change him while continuing my phone call. Didn't miss a beat.

With Jack - that blowout would have been an all-out catastrophe...end the call...put on a haz-mat suit...crap just got real (literally).

3) 2am wakings never get easier. After three babies - those early morning, dead asleep, rip you out of your REM hunger cries - still make me think "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???" And then I remember I have a baby sleeping next to me.

4) Baby steps to freedom. This week I've focused on taking baby steps toward the freedom of going out & about with three children. I won't lie - it's tricky just getting everyone ready to leave the house. But we successfully visited a farm (Tues), a cider mill (Thurs), and everyone attended school today! (pics to come) Maybe someday I will be able to grocery shop with all three...although, honestly, the thought of that makes me want a very large glass of wine.







Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Girl's Weekend - Boy's Weekend

Last weekend Tyson and Jack were away...so it was a Girl's Weekend for Josie and me.  We went to a local farm for some Cider Donuts.
We also did some napping, reading, and back-to-school shopping at Target.
Meanwhile, in Northern Indiana - Tyson and Jack went camping with the Carsten Boys and some other FW friends. Jack pretty much had THE.BEST weekend of his life. From what I've been told - there was canoeing, playing, marshmallow roasting, and plenty of fun. Jack came home sad (because he had to leave) and tired...oh, and FILTHY.
And - not to be forgotten - Nolan is still a nugget. He's been really fussy lately and refuses to sleep anywhere unless he's tucked in close to his mama. (And yes, that is his hospital hat...his head is small)

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Nolan Walter Netherland Becker - What's in a Name?

So - for each child - I also do a "What's in a name?" post to explain how and why we chose the name we did. Nolan's name choice goes back to 2009...but settling on his name only happened a few weeks before he arrived.

When I was pregnant with Jack - Tyson and I spent a lot of time thinking about baby names. Nolan was at the top of our list...until Tyson's Aunt Kim told us she would have named a son Jack Dyer. Once we heard it, the name Nolan was pushed aside, but never forgotten. When I learned I was pregnant the second time (Josie) - Ty and I talked about how THIS could be Jack's brother, Nolan. But then we learned Baby #2 was a girl. (and I began my fight for Josephine)

Fast forward to the first few months of my pregnancy with Baby #3...again, we talked about boy names and Nolan was at the top of the list. Boy names are REALLY hard for me. My girl list was super long (and amazing)...and then we learned we were expecting a boy...and I was torn about what to name him. Even though the name Nolan had always been a front runner, I wasn't sure if it was what I wanted. Finally, after MONTHS of talking & thinking - Tyson and I settled on TWO names. Baby #3 would either be Nolan or Blake. Even on the way to the hospital I was wasn't set on a name. But once he was born - Tyson and I both knew he was a Nolan.

The name Nolan is of Irish decent and means: Noble or famous

Since we *BELIEVE* Nolan is our last baby...we threw in two family names for his middle name.

Walter: My maternal grandfather is Walter Walker and my paternal great-grandfather was Walter Clevenger.

Netherland: Netherland is Nancy's maiden name. Since she has two sisters, the name Netherland wasn't carried on.  She gave Tyson the middle name Netherland, so we decided to give it to Nolan, too.

And that's why we have our Nolan Walter Netherland Becker.

Also - if you give your child a name with 27 letters, you will spend A LOT of time on the phone with the Social Security Office, because they will surely misspell your child's name on his SS card.

Footnote: I say we *BELIEVE* Nolan is our last baby...but one can never be too sure. If I didn't have to be pregnant for the last 4 weeks of the third trimester, I'd consider a 4th.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Last Days of Summer

No offense to Nolan - but I feel like a big chunk of my summer was stolen this year thanks to a very big pregnant belly and not being able to travel to the lake all of August.  Yesterday was a toasty day - so Jack, Josie, and I suited up...
We ran through the sprinklers.

We had a water balloon fight! The kids LOVED it. And I won't lie - I had fun, too!
And then there is Josie - showing us how she can fit right in with her brothers...with a finger up her nose. Classy.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Daddy's Work Trip

This guy is two weeks old today. I captured a little "gas smile" - unfortunately you can't see his dimple.
Grandma Shirlee is back for a few days. Cooper & Tucker are in heaven. She makes them gourmet meals...and she cooks for the humans in the house, too!
Tyson is in Chicago for a few days. Jack and Josie had to get in their goodbyes before he left.
It's true what they say - "{Toddler} Love hurts."

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Rub-a-Dub

Noley's in the tub. And he loves it, as long as the water is warm and I keep him covered up. We try to keep him awake from 9-11ish every night, so a bath definitely helps. He's a good sleeper so far! We go to bed at 11pm and he wakes up at 5am...eats and back to sleep until 8am. No complaints from me.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Mud Run

Last Sunday Jack and Tyson ran in a 100 yard dash obstacle course. It ended with a run through the mud.
They got to run with our old neighbors Sydney and Jessica. Jack wasn't a huge fan of the mud, but Syd down right HATED it. 

 Jack showed off his big muscles after the race.
Our friends Nick & Christian Festa ran, too. Since Christa and I have recently had babies & couldn't run this year, we have dibs on next year!

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Nolan's Birth Story: The Perfect Ending

Every person has a birth story. Whether yours was a long drawn out labor, an emergency C-section, or you were born in the car on the way to the hospital...every person has a story. Growing up, I remember my parents telling me mine (2 weeks early, snow storm, emergency C-Section). I've decided to write out each of my children's stories, so they will have them forever. This is Nolan's.

As most of you know, on Tuesday, August 19th I had a midwife appointment. I knew she wanted to "strip my membranes" since I was full term, very dilated, and had a "favorable" cervix. After my appointment I came home and sat on a birthing ball for a long time. After lunch, I took a short nap and waited for my friend, Brooke, to arrive.  She was REALLY hoping to meet Nolan, but he just couldn't be bothered with coming out yet. She and I walked with the kids down to the park in our neighborhood, it was good to catch up as the kids played.

I went to bed Tuesday night around 11:30 - feeling like nothing was going to happen. Then at 2:45am I felt a gush. I was pretty sure I hadn't peed the bed, so I got up and ran to the bathroom. Sure enough, it was my water breaking. I yelled for Tyson from the shower and he sprang into action. We both showered and dressed...I woke my mom up to tell her we were leaving. We were in the truck by 3:15. I called Nancy to let her know what was happening.

As we got closer to Ann Arbor, my contractions got harder and faster. I was timing them at 6 minutes apart. For the record - riding in a "Monster F&%$" on Michigan's pot-hole filled roads, while having contractions is VERY unpleasant. We made it to triage by 3:45am.

Around 4:15 the L&D nurse came to take me to my room. It was a long walk, but I was able to get there in between contractions. I sat on the edge of the bed while she entered my info into the computer and the tub was being filled with water. My body was shaking, which I knew meant I was in transition phase. At 4:45am I got into the tub. The water was hot, but it felt good! I sat up on my knees and leaned forward, resting my head on the edge of the tub. Immediately contractions got stronger and I started feeling a lot of pressure in my back. I won't lie - this sent me into a panic...thinking I was having another posterior baby.

My midwife walked in around 5:10. She applied pressure to my lower back as I was contracting and I felt immediate relief. A few contractions later I asked her if she could check my progress...and in the very next breath I was screaming that I was ready to push. She checked and sure enough, the baby's head was crowning. I got in all fours (instinctively, because I never imagined I'd deliver in that position) and 4 pushes later - the midwife passed Nolan under the water, between my legs, so I could lift him up into the world. He was born at 5:34am. It was amazing.

He never cried, just looked up at me - calm and alert. He was perfect. I was on an oxytocin (birth hormone) high afterward. I felt great. Tyson and I were blessed with our third child and we knew our family was complete.

If I would have written out the way I hoped Nolan's birth would go (before he was born)...this story, his story, would have been perfectly written.