Wanted: Sleep

So close to getting a good nights rest. The baby slept pretty much through the night and I think the puppy would have too if Mason hadn't woken up and barfed all over his bed. The poor kid was so delirious/tired it was like trying to understand a foreign language when he was talking.
Now all I can think about today is that I don't have the van, and groceries need to be bought. But I can get laundry and some cleaning done, if I can focus and push through the exhaustion. If I'm really good I will get some exercise in. Or maybe I should get into some real clothes first.
Trev and I were supposed to be in the Marriage and Family class at church for the months of Jan and Feb but between me needing to go to ward conferences, canceled church one week, and now a baby blessing I don't think we will ever make it. I feel bad that they are missing out on all of our great knowledge about how to have the perfect marriage and family (HAHAHAHAHA).
So Mason is on this kick of saying 'Lady'. He likes to call people 'lady' and himself. And he says 'Whoo-hoo'. So it goes something like this most of the time "I'm a lady, whoo-hoo". I think he just likes the way it sounds, and the reaction he gets when he calls someone else a lady, particularly men.
So I don't mind the snow and I don't mind a little cold but when it is so cold that I am bundling the kids up like mummies just to get in the van, it gets a little frustrating. I can't send them outside to play, the snow doesn't stick together and the van is always frosty. Oh and the house not matter how high I crank the heat it has a little chill to it. I am really wanting some tolerable weather so I can feel a little freer and not cooped up.
I have been loosing weight on an up note. A pound a week seems to be the average. That means I will hit my goal by April and hopefully my pre pregnancy jeans will fit (and I am only talk about fitting into the jeans that fit me just before my last pregnancy.)

A DOG!!!!

So we took the plunge this week. We had been looking at dogs for a couple of years now and had not found anything that would work for our family. Then last fall I came across the breed of Havanese and from everything I could find out about them they seemed like the best match for our family. I started filling out online applications to different breeders. Then just this past week one of them had called to say they had some puppies available and after a good conversation/interview it was left at "I'll take a look at the ones you've recommended and talk to my husband and then I'll get back to you." Well Trev seemed okay with what I liked and I called the breeder back the next day and he said that he was coming our way the next day because his mom was ill and that he could bring the pup with him. So suddenly we were getting a puppy and making road trip to Calgary to get it.
When we met the breeder and the pup it was an instant click. I was ready to say no if we needed to because I was not about to make the same mistake I had felt others had made and get a puppy just because it was cute. This little guy just had the right attitude and personality for me (he has even got Trev loving him). The kids of course love him, a little too much sometimes. I especially think it is funny how Maggie tries to reach for him when he's around her. She even got up on her knees for the first time, like she was ready to crawl just so she could be a little closer to him.
Did I mention his name is Bordeaux (said bore-doh)?And he is 3.75 pounds of sweetness. Thank you so much the breeders for taking a chance on a 'big' family of small kids. He is exactly what this mom needs and her family too!!!

Just some pics

Just had some pictures that made me smile. Graydon and his cousin Kayla checking out the book that their great-grandparents made for Christmas. It is all pictures of the cards and cartoons they have made and sent over the years.



This is Maggie sitting up.








And then as always Mason... Do you see what is wrong in this pic? Yes his underwear is on backwards. He does this almost every time he puts them on. I think it is because he holds them up to make sure they are the right way and then just puts them on, which makes them backwards.

Only one Accident

We had only one accident today, and Mason pooped 3 times in the toilet. WOW! After all the trouble I've been through I hope this is not just a lucky day. We had even gone out for the afternoon in underwear with no back up plan.
Maybe he knew his mom had finally admitted that her postpartum depression was not a passing bad mood, because those don't last for days on end. I thought I could avoid it this time, but it wasn't so. There are so many taboo things that pass through my mind and sometimes out of my mouth when it hits me. When you feel like you are drowning yelling and screaming seem like the only way people will hear you. I feel terrible that the ones I love the most have to deal with the worst kind of mom and wife when this happens. I wish there were some way I could send everyone away and wallow in it for a few days.
Just keep breathing.

I don't know

So Mason finally went poo in the toilet on Saturday!....but he also put a half roll of toilet paper in the toilet that morning when he had only gone pee, then he flushed it a few times and caused a flood that almost made it out of the bathroom. And he hasn't pooped in the toilet since. I only have one chance a day which makes it even more difficult. I don't know...
On the other hand Maggie is keeping me smiling with her funny little noises. She has been doing this sucking in gasping noise; it is so funny. She is really getting the hang of making noise whether she is breathing in or out. No, it is not a condition, she does it just when she feels like it, and is always smiling and laughing when she does it. She is also a pro at sitting now and it won't be too long before she sits up by herself and then starts the 'crawling rocker'.

Holiday Let Down

I am seriously feeling blue. It was feeling it yesterday too but I couldn't put my finger on it until today. It is the after party let down. Everyone had gone home. Some we didn't see enough of and some not at all. Wish that more had gotten done, and less, all at the same time. I especially would like some sleep.
Hoping that this isn't the trigger for my postpartum depression that I having been successfully holding at bay so far. This is the longest I have gone after having the baby. Dreading and loving getting back in to the routine. Really dislike that I have to feed a baby three meals a day now plus nursing time. I think this is the only part of babyhood that I can say I really don't enjoy. Potty training is back into high gear... again (why doesn't he care!?!) 5 months of it and counting.
Well enough boo hooing. Let's get back to work.

Update

So I totally blew off December as a month to blog. Sorry to anyone trying to keep up with the Broadheads. Trev and I had fun going to his work party wearing ugly sweaters. It is amazing what a few craft supplies and hot glue can do to really make a sweater ugly. I really shouldn't have let Trev go and pick out the sweaters because I ended up with a wool turtleneck which later made me end up with a rash on my neck, and heat stroke. And Amandine was up to her usual "I'm wearing what I like" even though none of it matches. It was cold outside and she refused to put on pant so she found her tallest and prettiest socks to go with her already well matched blue patterned shirt and polka dot skirt.





Mason continues to try my patience and be cute while doing it. On New Year's day he disappeared while we were hanging out at the the Boys and Girls Club, only to be found in the coat closet with a piece of pizza in his hand and the rest in an open box on the floor next to him.
We spent the month going to Christmas concerts and having fun and finally all of the kids getting sick.



We ended up staying home on Christmas day instead of traveling because we had been up all night with a sick baby and Graydon wasn't doing so hot either. I had made the kids get dressed but between naps and taking care of the necessities Trev and I stayed in our pjs. So near the end of the day I thought I would make good use of my new tripod and capture the moment. Isn't it awesome? That was the only shot we had to take... everyone was looking and smiling. For me it really captured our blah but fun day together as a family. Trev said he thought it looked like we were in a cabin. I laughed at the thought that our ugly real wood paneling could look like somewhere nice. I thought it made the picture look 20 years old. It is all in our perspective isn't it?