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Sibs

They’re exhausted here, but it shows that it’s not always rivalry between them.

JR & Camilla chillin' in the easy chair

Anticipating Baby

Hi, Baby McDonald #3.  This is your story.

I found out I was pregnant with you in a WalMart bathroom in San Antonio, TX, at the end of our coast trip with your daddy’s family.  I was shocked, to say the least.  I was finally able to tell your father about 45 minutes later.  I held up the test and asked him if he thought that looked like a plus sign.  He was shocked, too.

It’s not that we didn’t want you, and aren’t ecstatic to have you.  But, you see, your sister Camilla had just turned 7 months old.  I wasn’t expecting you, but am beyond thrilled to have you in our lives.  Clearly you were destined for our family.

You gave me a scare at 13 weeks (just like your brother and sister did).  Whereas I had a subchorionic hemorrhage with them, I actually had a tiny amniotic fluid leak with you.  That scared the crap out of me.  I was on edge for weeks, terrified of losing you.  I actually spent a great deal of the pregnancy worried that you were going to come early.  There’s no danger of that, as I started writing this the day I hit 41 weeks.  Clearly you are stubborn.

The pregnancy itself was pretty uneventful, for which I am grateful.  I’ve been in great health, and you have too.  JR is amazing, and you’re going to love having him as a big brother.  He’s so kind and sweet, smart and funny, and a million other fantastic things.  Camilla is pretty awesome too.  She’s a feisty, bright, willful, adventurous little girl who brings us all a smile.

I don’t know where to start to tell you how lucky you are to have the father that you do.  Maybe that will be a different story altogether.  I’ll leave it at this for now:  I’m lucky to have married my best friend and bore his children.  Really lucky.  Wait.  Not lucky — blessed.

Your due date was approaching, and I was starting to fret about my limited mobility.  We had just bought our first house, and your daddy had to pack the old house and move all by himself.  Then there was a fire on the road to the mine, and he had to take a week off which turned out to be okay because he was able to finish moving and cleaning.  We thought for sure that you’d make an entrance right after that, but no.  I’d had some Braxton Hicks contractions, but no signs of labor.  On your due date, June 25th, I had my OB’s nurse do a (very quick) membrane sweep.  I was barely 1.5 cm at that point.  With some help, I lost my mucus plug the next day, and started having bloody show the day after.

Then things stalled.

There was a lot of walking involved.  We all saw Toy Story 3 at some point.  There was a day we all walked up to Denny’s (with daddy pulling JR & Camilla in the wagon) for breakfast and back to the house.  There have been about a million trips to WalMart to walk around, probably resulting in the purchase of more crap than we ever thought we needed.  I figured out you were facing the wrong way — you were sunny-side-up, occiput posterior — and knew that you were going to have to turn around if I had a hope of ever getting you out.

I started doing all the things from Spinning Babies.  I have spent most of the last week on all fours, tushy up in the air, trying to encourage you to turn.  I felt drained, like I would be pregnant forever.  I was also starting to be in immense pain, so I scheduled a chiropractic appointment with Dr. Bill McAfee.  On July 1 (at 40w6d), he gave me an amazing sacral adjustment and did the Webster technique.  I had a contraction immediately upon standing up.  I felt you wiggling.  I had contractions all day and night, feeling you wiggle with them all.  The adjustment/technique opened up my pelvis and loosened up my uterine ligaments.  I felt fabulous and re-energized, and even got a good night’s sleep.

Today is July 2nd.  Today I am 41 weeks.  Today you turned around.  Today is also your (middle) namesake’s birthday.  Happy birthday, Uncle Darrell!  45 years ago, my mother gave birth to him.  Today I hope to give birth to you.  We’re all eager to meet you!

Spiced Pumpkin Pancakes

I am certain that this will be an autumn staple in our home! Make a double batch, and come up with great snack ideas for the rest!

2 cups all-purpose flour
2-1/2 teaspoons pumpkin spice mix
1/2 teaspoon salt
3 tablespoons brown sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
2 cups milk
1 cup pumpkin puree
1 egg
2 tablespoons melted butter or vegetable oil

Preheat a griddle to medium/medium-high heat (approximately 350*). Mix all dry ingredients in a bowl and set aside. In a larger bowl, combine milk, pumpkin, egg, and butter/oil until smooth. Add dry ingredients until just blended in. Drop by 1/4-cup onto lightly greased preheated griddle and cook on both sides until golden brown. Serve hot with maple syrup and a dollop of whipped cream.

JR had me add a handful of fresh raspberries to the top of his pancakes – super yum!

Photo update of the last couple months

JR at Tanana State Fair

JR at Tanana State Fair

Camilla Rose @ 7 mos old

Camilla Rose @ 7 mos old

Look at me standing!

Look at me standing!

My two favorite goofballs

My two favorite goofballs

In the ball pit at Bonkers

In the ball pit at Bonkers

JR in SeaTac airport on the way to TX

JR in SeaTac airport on the way to TX

Camilla at SeaTac on the way to TX

Camilla at SeaTac on the way to TX

At the beach at Port Aransas

At the beach at Port Aransas

JR & cousin Matthew in the pool at Port Aransas

JR & cousin Matthew in the pool at Port Aransas

My Beautiful Littles

Tanana State Fair - he loved this elephant ride!

Tanana State Fair - he loved this elephant ride!

Trying on glasses

Trying on glasses

Sitting pretty

Sitting pretty

Still sitting pretty

Still sitting pretty

Such a daddy's girl...

Such a daddy's girl...

Pulling up to standing for the first time!

Pulling up to standing for the first time!

Being a silly goofball (like his daddy)

Being a silly goofball (like his daddy)

My handsome little artist

My handsome little artist

Yay, autumn!

Yep, fall is my favorite season. Especially in Alaska. The crisp air, the turning leaves, the lack of mosquitoes, the dusting of snow on the mountains signaling the impending winter… I love it all.

JR turned 3 years old. He has glasses now. He looks all grown up, and I get all choked up thinking of the hungry sleepy little newborn he was three years ago.

Camilla is 7 months old. She crawls, pulls to standing/cruising, has six teeth, laughs a lot, and now calls us “mamama” and “bababa” in the sweetest little voice. The kids play great together.

I had a big super secret knitting project I was working on with/for Three Irish Girls. I can’t wait to tell more about it!

Oh, and that’s another thing I love about fall — the handknits. I can break out the fabulous handknits, and my wardrobe grows tremendously from the strappy tank tops I live in during summer months.

We’re getting ready for a vacation to Texas, so my tank tops are going to get a lot more use before they’re solely base layers and pajama tops. I can hardly wait to be in the second-largest state! We’re spending a week at the beach and a week visiting in-laws and friends. I’m so excited about getting all of our kids together! I’m thinking of getting inked while I’m down there.

I’ll post pictures very soon of my family and knitting and vacay and stuff!

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I’ve been such a bad blogger. Forgive me.

JR is almost three years old! One more month to go. I get kind of weepy when I think about it, so I haven’t given it much thought.

Camilla is almost 6 months old! She has two teeth, with two more pending. She is perilously close to crawling — she gets up on all fours, rocks back and forth, and lunges forward. She just might crawl before her six month mark.

I have about a dozen projects in the works, and can’t help but keep adding to my plate every chance I get. It’s awesome, and so am I.

And we’re moving! No further news on that front, but when I know, well, yeah.

So, tra la la! There’s my mini update. Remember, I am Jack’s smirking revenge.

Woolies!

I’ve finished my first pair of knit wool longies, and love them. I’ve knit soakers before, but I’ve only ever crocheted longies. It’s so soft, I almost want to knit a pair for myself!

Malabrigo wool longies for JR

Malabrigo wool longies for JR

Pattern: Perfection Pants by Pamela Grossman (purchased at Three Irish Girls)
Yarn: Malabrigo Worsted, 100% wool, Oceanos colourway (purchased at The Backwards Loop)
Needles: Size 6 (4.0 mm) and size 8 (5.0 mm) 16″ bamboo circulars and bamboo double-point needles
Gauge: 4.5 stitches per inch, 5 rows per inch, in stockinette

I’m about halfway done with the pair for Camilla. I’m so excited about how these have come out that I’m sure to make many more in plenty of great colourways! I’ll definitely have to buy some special merino from Three Irish Girls. I know I’ll still crochet longies, but I’m thinking I may reserve that for workhorse wool (read: cheaper) that can handle the abuses of being used during JR’s rougher playtimes.

Summer Pictures

He loves his dump trucks and rocks

He loves his dump trucks and rocks

Exploring the backyard with Buffle

Exploring the backyard with Buffle

Tires are fun

Tires are fun

On the walkway built by Uncle Darrell

On the walkway built by Uncle Darrell

Exersaucer entertainment... love that smile.

Exersaucer entertainment... love that smile.

Second Trip to Anchorage

We headed down to Anchorage again over Memorial Day weekend to meet up with John’s parents. They came up to spend a few days in town before heading on to Whittier for their cruise to Vancouver. We had a great time, and the kids had a blast with MiMi and PoPo.

We took the kids into the pool one night at the hotel, and had absolutely fabulous fun. I didn’t bring my camera down there, but it was awesome. JR got to go go-kart riding and pony riding again. We also checked out the Saturday Market where I picked up some cool handmade birch trucks for JR and some pretty hippie duds for myself.

The Sunday before Memorial Day I went to mama’s grave site. It was heartbreaking and surreal but I’m glad I went.

Reading Sports Illustrated on the drive down

Reading Sports Illustrated on the drive down

MiMi and Camilla

MiMi and Camilla

Grandpa and JR

Grandpa and JR

John & JR riding go-karts

John & JR riding go-karts

PoPo, JR, and Grandpa at the pony rides

PoPo, JR, and Grandpa at the pony rides

Grandpa and Camilla

Grandpa and Camilla

My little cowboy!

My little cowboy!

I miss you, mama.

I miss you, mama.

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