Wednesday, May 30, 2012


My sweet baby girl turns three today. I blinked and she's gone from my tiny, squishy baby to my sweet and sassy (not to mention toosmartforherowngood) big girl.

She loves books and dress-up and princesses and helping Daddy in the garage and getting dirty. A perfect mix. In the last year she started dance class and talking back. She has an imagination that reaches to the moon and a vocabulary that never ceases to amaze me. I love her bedhead and when she randomly says "I love you mama."

Evalyn is a wonderful big sister. She always has an eye on baby Graham, encourages him, hushes him and comforts him when he's sad. He lights up when she's around and she makes him giggle constantly.

The other day after fighting her to take medication for an ear infection she looked at me and said, "Mama, I no need to take my medicine anymore, the wind blew my ear infection away." She loves to have her toenoshes (combo word for toe nails and nail polish) painted and to play games and watch the tube (you tube) on my phone.

I've said it before and I'll continue to say forever more - I wish I could freeze time and permanently imprint these times on my brain. It goes by too fast.

Happy birthday Sassypants! Mama loves you.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

An Exchange with Evalyn

"By Mama I'm going to da store, you want to come with us?"

"No thanks baby I'm going to stay here."

"Okay you stay here with brudda Graham. You want me to bring
you a snack?"

"No thank you honey, I'm good."

as she walks away... "Suit yourself."

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Eight Weeks

My sweet baby boy is eight weeks old. Someone stop the clock please because this precious time I have off with him is speeding by too quickly. Last week he started cooing and really smiling and interacting with us. Don't you just want to snuggle him?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Evalyn loves candy

Our conversation went something like this...

"Hey, hey Mom I want some canny please."

"Not now sweetie maybe in a little while."

"But MOM I want some caaaaaannnnny!"

"Well, I want a million dollars, do you know where I can get a million dollars?"

"Mom, I no have a million dollars."

Monday, November 7, 2011

Baby Bruddah

My grand plan was to go into labor on my own (not be induced with pitocin) and have him naturally, without pain medicine. You know what they say about plans right....

This little guy was just like his sister, too comfortable in his hot tub. At about 36 weeks pregnant I was dilated to a two and 80% effaced and having random contractions. I was excited. Ecstatic even. With Evalyn none of that happened. I thought, no problem this guy may even decide to make his entrance a little early. And then... nothing. No change for four weeks, well he was changing -growing and GROWING.

At our 40 week appointment I asked my midwife, Machel, (who is AMAZING) what her opinion was and she said, "well, you never really know, but you could stay this way for another two weeks or he could decide to come tomorrow. But, if  you wait you will likely have one BIG baby."

I decided to go ahead and make an appointment to be induced. I told myself that it wouldn't be that bad, I could still go natural and hey - maybe I'd go into labor that night before my induction appointment the next morning.

We arrived at the hospital and handled the paperwork and the business of being hooked up to monitors and IV's. My labor and delivery nurse (Chris) was fabulous. When I told her I didn't want to be stuck in the bed all day, I didn't want pain meds and that I didn't want IV fluids (unless I was dehydrated) she said no problem. At a little before 10 a.m. my labor was started with pitocoin.

Lane and I relaxed, shopped online and searched the Internet for names for our little guy. We had a few names on the list, but still weren't sure what we wanted to name him. Lane started to get hungry so I sent him down to the cafe to get lunch at 11:30. Shortly after he left Machel came in to check on me. I was dilated to a four and in a 'nice labor pattern'. She asked if I wanted her to break my water and I said yes, I wanted to keep progressing and not be stuck in labor for as long as I was with Evalyn (a grueling16 hours).

After she broke my water the contractions became more intense, I shifted positions every half hour or so, I stood up and walked around, sat on an exercise ball, tried to relax and nap in bed, and repeat. Chris was there when I needed something always offering encouragement or joking with Lane about names for our boy. She offered music and aromatherapy and heat packs.

The heat, awesome. Everything else was for the birds. I wanted needed it to be quite so I could focus and breathe through each contraction. The contractions were lasting about a minute with two minutes rest. At 2:00 I was dilated to a 6+ and in the middle of an intense contraction when Chris came in and increased the pitocin. Looking back, I wish I would have been able to ask her if that was necessary and not to do it if it wasn't.

After the increase the intensity of the contractions tripled and they were coming on faster and lasting longer with only about a minute rest between. I was struggling to relax between contractions. It just wasn't enough time. At the next check I was a 7 and starting the transition phase of labor. My hip felt like it was going to shoot out of my skin there was so much pressure! I decided that I wanted to get an epidural at that point.

I was dilated to an 8 by the time I received the epidural and wouldn't you know, it didn't work at all on my left side and only worked just enough to take the edge off on the right. Machel stopped in at around 4:30 to check on me and decided to have me start pushing even though I wasn't quite a 10. After just 3 contractions our beautiful baby boy had arrived.

Graham Judge Farka
Born 10.4.2011at 4:52p.m.
7lbs11oz, 20.5 inches
first family photo
first bath
big sister and "baby bruddah"

Monday, June 20, 2011


I can't believe that my little monkey turned two at the end of last month. TWO! Everyone tells you that the time just flies by but no words can prepare you for how fast it really goes. She has just blossomed over the last few months into the cutest, most mischievous, funny little bean! Her vocabulary is huge and it's not uncommon to hear her say 'Recogize!' (recognize). 'I'm da boss here or I'm in charge here too Mama!' Her s's sound like th and I can't get enough of it. She still has a hard time saying her own name. It sounds sort of like Ellen or Eh-lyn. She sings in the car and loves Lady Gaga and tells me every morning when we get ready for school and work that 'I look booful mama, you look booful too.' She will open her arms wide and say I love you dis much dada!
I tell you I can't get enough of her!
 When we asked her what kind of cake she wanted for her birthday she surprised us and said she wanted Angee burds cupcakes. Ooooookay. You got it! Here's how they turned out. Not too shabby, eh? The little blue ones are actually Oreo Cookie balls dipped in white chocolate and rolled in blue sugar.
 And here she is singing Happy Buurthday to you to herself. Thanks to Grandma and Papa Farka, Nana and Doug and everyone else who helped make Evalyn's second birthday special. She had a great time.
 Dig in! She still asks for Angee Burd cupcakes on occasion.

Have I mentioned...

...that baby boy Farka is on the way? No, I guess I haven't. Here's the most recent picture from our 24 week ultrasound. He was being mighty stubborn and kept his hands right in front of his little face the whole time, so this is the best we got.

 Here's my belly at about 12ish weeks, not much to see, although I sure felt awful. This pregnancy has been night and day different from last time. I felt great with Evalyn - not sick much and mostly just tired. No such luck with this little fella. I could barely function some days and thought I was going to 'lose my lunch' for about 8 weeks straight. I never did actually vomit, but then if I had maybe I would have felt better.
 After about 14 weeks I started to feel almost human again, just HUGE. My belly popped out so much faster this time and the weight came on a lot sooner than it did with Evalyn. That's probably because the only foods that sounded good during those first sick weeks were, well, not healthy. French fries, okay. Mac and Cheese, you bet! My appetite finally normalized and the weight stopped pileing on (THANK GOODNESS!). Here's a belly shot the morning of the 24 week ultrasound. I'm about 27 weeks now. We get to spy on the little peanut again next week.

I'm still running, although slowly and I feel like I might pee my pants at any moment! My goal is to make it until the end this time.

Evalyn talks to my belly and gives her baby bruddah kisses. She will also put her hear to my belly and listen to what baby bruddah is saying to her.