Pep Talk.

Sometimes we all just need a little pep talk. 

Sometimes we just need something simple to remind us that we were "made to be awesome". 

 Sometimes we just need a little motivation to keep going and going until we reach our dreams. 

Sometimes we need to learn that life isn't easy but we can choose to cry about it or dance about it. 

Sometimes we need a little kid to slap us in the face with a reality check.

 I stumbled upon this video today. I have watched it at least a million times. Not only is the little boy absolutely adorable but the message is incredible. He already has my vote if he ever chooses to run for President. 

 So let me end with asking you this question-- "What will be your Space Jam?"

Sweet Kennadi.

Like I said in my last post, last week was rough. One night I couldn’t sleep. I was stressed. I was frustrated.  Basically I just needed a hug. Sure enough, just when I needed it sweet Kennadi decided to wake up in the middle night, something she never does. She was awake just long enough for me to pick her up, have her wrap her arms around my neck and rest her head on my shoulder. This simple gesture meant so much.

It reminded me of a time I was pregnant with Kennadi. After the 20 week anatomy scan I was informed that Kennadi had EIF. EIF is basically just a bright spot on the heart that could be a marker for down syndrome or other heart conditions or it could be absolutely nothing. Thankfully it turned out to be absolutely nothing but the news was a bit unsettling at first. After that doctor’s appointment I came home and just cried. Without fail, whenever the tears streamed down my face Kennadi would start kicking and moving around inside me. It was like she was letting me know everything was gonna be ok.

Even now Kennadi is still super sweet and sensitive. Whenever she hears someone crying, even if it is just on the tv, she will pucker her lips and start crying with them. As soon as the crying stops she will instantly stop as well.

 I have a feeling that I am going to have one emotional and sensitive little gal when she hits those crazy teenage years.

                   

 

Isn’t that the saddest little face? This happened when we were watching Disney youtube videos on my computer. One of the characters looked kinda glum so she thought she needed to be glum too.

Date Night.

Last week was rough. Austin, being the kind husband he is, decided I needed a little break and I didn't argue with him. So, on Saturday Austin planned a nice little date and off we went. The date started at one of our favorite restaurants, Chili's. Despite the not so stellar service and Austin's constant conversation on how every Chili's needs a bigger waiting area we managed to enjoy ourselves and leave with stuffed bellies. The next stop was Energy Solutions Arena for the Utah Jazz game. I don't think I need to mention on the blog again how much I love the Jazz.The Jazz played the Cleveland Cavaliers which meant the homecoming of one of my favorite former Jazz men, CJ Miles. Not gonna lie, it was a bit sad to see him a different uniform and be cheering against him but I somehow managed to hold it together. We cheered, screamed, and yelled our beloved team onto victory. In all seriousness it wasn't that exciting of a game, the Jazz clearly dominated. On a side note, the team is slowly making improvements and we just might make it to the playoffs this year! Wahoo.

The night couldn't have been possible without our trusty babysitter, Markel. I don't know what I am going to do without her come March when she leaves on her mission. Kennadi (and myself) just love her.

It's Ok Wednesday.

-It’s Ok that it’s only the second week of school and I am already up to my eyeballs in homework.

-It’s Ok that I put off my political statistics class until my last semester even if I did take the statistics prerequisite my very first semester of college. Do you think I remember a thing about statistics? Nope! Not only do I have to learn how to understand political analysis but I also have to reteach myself statistics. Splendid!

-It’s Ok that little Miss Kennadi is already manipulating me. She screams the moment I put her in her crib at night. The moment I pick her up she will quickly fall back to sleep and full on laugh in her sleep. It's like she is saying "ha ha mom, I win!" I put her back in the crib and the screaming begins again. Once the cycle goes on a couple of times she zonks out for 8-10 hours.  I think I may need to start sleep training soon but I am too chicken to start. I don’t think I have the heart to just let her cry it out. Any Suggestions?

-It’s Ok that between mine and Austin’s school and work schedule I hardly get to spend more than 2 hours at a time with him. Only a few more months until graduation. I think I can, I think I can…

-It’s Ok that Kennadi experienced her first near death experience. She decided she wanted to do a little free fall off the couch. Twice. Parent of the Year Award goes to me! Wahoo.

-It’s Ok that if the NBA playoffs were to start today the Utah Jazz wouldn’t make the cut. They still have a better record than the LA Lakers. Small Victories, Right?

-It’s Ok that I haven’t been able to hit the gym as often as I would like. Alright, I lied. It’s NOT OK! I have a half marathon in a couple of months that I need to train for. I need to get my butt in gear. Seriously. 

4 Months.

At Four Months Kennadi is….

-starting to wear size 2 diapers and still wearing 3 month clothes. We attempted to put her in 3-6 month clothes but those still drown her. Maybe next month.

-tried some baby oatmeal the other day and she loved it! Apparently I was being too slow spooning it up because she ripped the spoon out of my hand and shoved it in her mouth, licking every last inch of it.

-finally growing some hair! She can now rock the Mohawk, comb over, or messy bed-head look. 

-had her first experience of projectile vomiting (too much information?). I am positive it terrified me more than her.

-starting to teeth. This means she has been a wee bit fussy, she must gnaw on everything, and loves snuggling with me more than anything (I am not complaining!). This is also the cause for her new addiction and love of chewing on frozen washcloths.

 -getting a tad boy crazy already. If you have a deep voice this little girl will instantly smile and bat her long eyelashes in your direction.  I can already tell we are gonna have some fun teenage years *insert sarcasm here*

 -rolling over like it’s nobody’s business. She is also starting to learn to scoot herself around in circles. I never quite find her just like I left her.

 -struggles with naptime. She will only take a couple quick cat naps throughout the day unless she is being held. But she is sleeping around 10 hours a night so I won’t complain. 

Snowman.

During Christmas Break Austin and I ventured out into the freezing cold elements to make a snowman. Considering the fact I haven't built a snowman since I was 12 I think we did a pretty good job! Austin struggled with the concept of rolling the snow into balls so I single-handed completed that job. Austin did the brim on the hat. Didn't he do a fantastic job?

If that isn't a quality built snowman I don't know what is. This guy wouldn't fall down for anything. He was rocking that killer back bend for a week.

And this would be my sister creeping on us... Isn't she adorable? I love you Darci! :)