Dear Carter at 5.5, Collin at 3.5 and Rory at 9/10 months,

on Apr 18, 2015


Ten Things I Wish I’d Known When I Was a New Mama

on Oct 20, 2014


Rory’s Birth Story

on Jun 15, 2014

As I type this, my sweet, soft, cuddly, adorable, amazing baby girl is sound asleep on my chest.  We are home, healthy, safe and sound, and I thank my lucky stars that everything went relatively well this time around.  So here is my last birth story… After our false alarm on Sunday, I was feeling pretty down.  I moped around most of Monday, and I had convinced myself that Rory was going to make me wait way longer than I’d planned.  But at my doctor’s appointment on Tuesday morning, which I went to on my own just in case I ended up being sent to the hospital, my blood pressure was up again.  This had started the week prior, and every time since, it had been high (like 140ish/90ish) the first time it had been taken and then had gone down again enough that they would not completely freak out. But pre-eclampsia had been thrown out there as a possibility, and after never...

Faker: Rory’s Birth Story Prequel

on Jun 3, 2014

Well I suppose one false alarm out of three pregnancies isn’t the worst thing ever, but last night was a less-than-fun practice run for Rory’s delivery.  Knowing when to go to the hospital is such a fine balance…go too soon and you very well might end up headed home again with no baby, but go too late and you might end up delivering on the side of the road.  This gets especially complicated when there are older children that must be situated before you can leave.  Apparently I have gotten worse at figuring out what that magical “go” time is with my third pregnancy. Yesterday I decided it was time to push myself and try to go into labor.  I did this when I was pregnant with Collin and it actually worked, so I thought there might be a chance of a repeat performance.  So I mopped our whole house, then we went to the mall and walked around while Glenn was...

Five Minute Friday: Close

on May 23, 2014


The Push and Pull

on May 9, 2014

I type this post with one hand as Collin sleeps on my chest, Rory fidgets in my belly because Collin is squishing her, and Carter is begging for a snack.  (He just got himself some yogurt and I am reminded that independence is one of the benefits of his getting bigger.)  Just a snapshot of life lately.  At 36 weeks pregnant, we are on the verge of a huge life change and I think it’s pretty electric in the air that life as we know it is going to be capital-D Different.  And soon. Life is such a dichotomy right now. Sometimes it’s so hard I just want to scream, run and hide.  When the whining is incessant, the NEED is just so, so, so intense, and the anger swells inside my chest until it boils over and I find myself screaming like a lunatic and wondering who the heck I am.  But then other times it’s EASY.  When my guys are playing nicely together in their room, giggles...

24 Weeks Pregnant

on Feb 16, 2014

Since this is my third pregnancy, it’s really not all that surprising that this is my least documented one.  With Carter I had a whole pregnancy journal that sits on our bookshelf.  With Collin, I was pretty good at weekly blog updates.  But now, I’ve managed a few measly updates in 24 weeks of pregnancy.  Sorry, Rory! As it’s most likely my last pregnancy, I’m trying very hard to enjoy every bit of it. Despite being tired and sore, I really do enjoy this part of being pregnant.  My belly is fully “popped” so it’s pretty obvious I’m pregnant and not just chunky.  And I’m finally getting some of the delicious movement that I love so much.  My placenta is up front again, so the movement] hasn’t been as prolific as it was with Collin’s pregnancy, but I’m enjoying feeling the thumps and bumps and finally some little...

Dear Carter at 51 months, Collin at 28 months (and Rory at 21 weeks pregnant),

on Jan 25, 2014

Dear Boys, I had to stop and count on my fingers how many months old you are now in January 2014.  When you were little, this was a given, but once you started getting into the “teen-months” and then up over 2 years, it got harder and harder to keep track of just how many months had passed since you came into our lives.  Now I have a 4 year old and 2 year old, but for the purposes of these state of the union posts, it’s good to capture exactly how old you are at this moment. Carter, you are growing up so fast.  We have seen such a change in you these past few months as you’ve finally started mastering the independence we’ve encouraged you to find.  You started pre-school last August with pure hysterics for the first month and a half because you didn’t want me to leave you there.  Despite always having a great time and a smile on your face whenever I...


on Dec 9, 2013

Our family is far from perfect.  Our house is almost always a mess, I never dust my baseboards (or really, much else) and toys and random miscellany are constantly strewn across the floor no matter how many times I pick them up or yell at the boys to pick them up.  The laundry is going to come to life one of these days and take over my house because it’s really that out of control. I have two overflowing (clean) laundry baskets on the floor in our bedroom that I haven’t even attempted to put away for literally months (just living out of them), ditto for the boys’ room, and their clothes never even get folded when they do get put away (more often than mine), just dumped into their dressers–if it wrinkles too badly, it does not survive in this house.  My cooking skills are somewhat better than my housekeeping ones, but not much.  Glenn and I are picky, but in...

Here we go again!

on Oct 29, 2013


Dear Collin at 22.5 Months

on Jul 26, 2013

Dear Collin, 22.5 months may not seem like an important milestone to mark, but it’s the age Carter was the day you were born and this time around it just so happens to be the same time we started trying to have your future brother or sister.  It amazes me when I look back at little Carter and how big I thought he was at this age, then look at you, my baby, for whom I’m unwilling to mentally flip the page from baby to boy.  (Don’t worry, I’ll get there eventually.) It’s so special to watch your personality develop as you find your voice and choose your words. Speaking of words, your favorites are:  NOOOOOO!  MINNNNNE!  STOOOOOOOP! and MEEEEEEEE!  Which goes to show that you are most certainly a toddler now, and entering into those perilous terrible twos.  After months and months of the mellow boy, you’ve decided that it’s time to stand up for...


on Jul 22, 2013

My childhood best friend just lost her baby.  He was stillborn very far along in her pregnancy, and I was devastated to hear the news.  I keep thinking of the happy little girl she was when we were friends and how very sad she must be now.  It’s not fair.  These are the moments that make me wonder why such tragic things happen to good people.  I’m usually pretty good at rationalizing why things happen, because they make us stronger, because they lead to better things down the road.  But losing a child before you’ve even had the chance to know them.  Sigh. However, this also reminded me how very grateful I am for my life, my boys.  Grateful for each poopy diaper I change because it means Collin is here, and eating.  Grateful for every meltdown either of them has because it means they’re here, and they have opinions about life.  And of course grateful for the...


on Jul 21, 2013

Having small children has taught me what it must feel like to be the prom queen, student body president and head cheerleader rolled into one.  I am the most popular girl in the world in their eyes.  It can be oh-so overwhelming at times, but I hope it lasts as long as possible.

Living the fairy tale

on Jul 17, 2013

My hubby and I have been together a long time.  Eighteen years now, to be exact, which is longer than a lot of marriages last. (Our marriage will mark half of that time this September when we celebrate our 9th anniversary.)  When we started dating, I was 14 and he was 16, which I realize now was oh-so young.  I remember hearing the old Beach Boys song “Wouldn’t It Be Nice?” and daydreaming about what our future would be like.  You know, just like everyone daydreams about their high school sweethearts, only my high school sweetheart ended up actually being THE one. And now suddenly here we are, right in the middle of this amazing future that used to be a hazy promise of what could be.  We are married and (95% of the time at least) happy.  We have a small, but cozy house.  And we have these two incredible children that WE MADE, that are part me and part him and yet...

Time to grow another person?

on Jul 15, 2013

Tomorrow my Mirena IUD gets removed so we can try to get pregnant and grow another person for our family.  As an only child, I never even considered having a lot of children (I would have been fine with one, but Glenn wanted four so we compromised at two) but even with all of the challenges, the bad days, the meltdowns (both theirs and mine), the poop, and all of the other less savory parts of parenting, the love I feel for my kiddos is so strong that it outweighs all the bads and makes me think that I actually might be able to handle this whole being outnumbered thing.  On the bad days, I really consider my sanity for rocking the boat when it’s just starting to get a little bit easier…well easier in some ways, I guess…but on the good days, I’m excited to think about what that third child will be like.  Will we finally get a girl?  Or will it be another adorable...

5 Minute Friday: Present

on Jul 12, 2013

As a work-at-home mom, I often struggle with truly being present in my children’s lives.  It’s easy sometimes to turn on the television so they are occupied and get lost in a project that needs tending, or, often, Facebook status updates from people I don’t ever see in person and blog posts from people I’ve never even met.  I struggle with needing some time to myself to tune out all of the “mama, mama, mamas” I hear all day long.  The “I want a snacks,” the “I want to watch Blue Clues.”  Sometimes I just want to block it all out and make the time go faster. But the time is already going fast enough.  I see it in the extra inches Carter grew overnight.  In the floppy brown hair on Collin’s head that we just got cut that already needs tending again.  In the way they are starting to play and interact with each other in the...

5 Minute Friday: Beautiful

on Jul 5, 2013



on Jun 29, 2013

As a work-at-home mom, I freely admit that my boys are fans of the television, or as we call it in our house–thanks to toddler Carter–the TVT.  (When I was little I called the cable box the Fraggle box–because that’s how I saw the Fraggles on TV–and my parents still call it that.  So I think cute names for electronics must be a family tradition.) When Carter was little, we watched Teletubbies and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse over and over and over again (seriously, I can still give you a plot summary of every Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episode, that’s how many times I’ve seen them!).  Since then I have seen every episode of WordWorld, Jake and the Neverland Pirates, Yo Gabba Gabba, and we are working our way through Blues Clues. Collin, on the other hand, is a movie fanatic.  Some of his first words include Wall-E, Wah-dy (Woody), Buh (Buzz) from Toy...

5 Minute Friday: In Between

on Jun 28, 2013

This is my first 5 Minute Friday post.  Deep breath, and go! There have been so many times I’ve felt like I’m in this limbo place of life.  Stuck in the in between what came before and what’s about to come.  I wrote a post about it in the final days of my first pregnancy with Carter and never had it been more obvious that I was on the precipice of something so huge, so different. Another major in between moment for me was dealing with Carter’s sleep drama as a baby.  I would read a book about a new technique for magically making your child sleep through the night and I would hold my breath and think, “Maybe this will be the one that will work for me!  Maybe I will finally get more than 5 hours of sleep in a chunk.”  But alas, there was no magic bullet for the sleep problem, unless you count co-sleeping, which…wait, I changed my mind, it was our...

Welcome to Growing a Person

on Jun 23, 2013

Hello! I’m Carter, Collin, Rory and Owen’s Mama, known to some as Jenni. I started this blog when I was, quite literally, growing our first person in my belly, and now that I have grown four kids and continue to “grow” them every day, it’s where I record the thoughts and moments I want to make sure I remember someday when these crazy kiddos of mine are all grown up. In my spare time I run Perceptivity Studio, a small graphic design firm, from my home, with the four most demanding “bosses” I’ve ever had. Life is all balls up in the air, all the time, but it’s always interesting, and I wouldn’t have it any other way!