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Perfect storm of change.

Posted 29 Aug 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, motherhood, paparazzi

This has been a year full of change for all of us.

Most of this change seems to come in little perfect storms. In May/June, we had the (early) arrival of Elliott, then packing our house, moving out and saying goodbye, and moving into my in-laws home…all within about a 3 week span. The four of us handled it okay. Of course, our biggest concern was Abby. She suddenly was gaining a sibling and losing the only home she’s known, and moving into a temporary space at her grandparents. However, she handled it all really well.

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Now we have another cluster of change, but this one is really Abby’s alone.

Earlier in the year, I tried really hard to get her enrolled in Kindergarten early. Since her birthday is post September 1st, she isn’t scheduled to start Kindergarten until next year. However, Abby is (in our opinion) very smart, socially capable and seemingly ready for the task of grade school. However, none of the schools I wanted her attending had any availability for her to begin early. (Not to mention that now we’re not even going to be living in Minneapolis anymore, so it wouldn’t have worked anyway.) So, when the majority of her friends “graduated” from Pre-K last week, she did not. This made her very sad. She’s been attending this school since she was 18 months old, so she’s known a lot of these kids almost her whole life. And now they’re leaving for bigger things and she’s staying behind. It’s hard to explain to a four-year-old how there’s rules and unfortunately she can’t do the same thing her friends are doing until this time next year.

To add to the change, Abby’s school has two Pre-K classrooms and she’s being moved to the other one starting next week, which means she’ll be with new teachers and mostly new students. This is also making her sad, as she’s been in her current class for nearly a year and a half. Finally, today I learned that her most favorite teacher, Miss Mel, is leaving the school…and today is her last day.

And what would this adjustment period be without a big move? A week from today we’re moving into our new house.

Everything all at once, all over again.

I’m trying to remind her that when she does start Kindergarten next year, that it will be the same; new classroom, new teachers and friends to meet. That this is kind of like graduating, but on a smaller scale and without a ceremony like the other kids got. And that she is still growing up, and she’ll be getting her big girl room next week! And all of her toys out of storage! But I know it’s hard. And I know she doesn’t always know how to deal with her emotions. She’s four! This is a lot of shit to deal with. Christ, I can barely deal and I’m…over 30. We’ll leave it at that.

I try to put myself in her position, to try and understand how this must be for a four-year-old, but that straight up was too long ago.  So we’ll try to make her understand the changes happening around her, and when she just can’t, we’ll be there for her to comfort her until she’s okay. This storm will pass.

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Oh. HAI.

Posted 24 Nov 2013 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, blog bidnass, paparazzi, RAD

It’s been three months since I blogged last. I’m painfully aware. BlogHer Ad Networks made me aware by kicking me out, which is really okay since I wasn’t able to do much with the pennies I was making from them.

ANYWAY. Many things have happened in the last three months. I don’t know that I will necessarily write a big post about all of it…so how about a big list with an occasional picture thrown in? Sound okay? AWESOME.

  • We took our house off the market to take a break from showings and figure out our gameplan. We ended up hiring a different realtor.
  • I turned 33.
  • We put our house back on the market.
  • The hubs turned 38.
  • I visited my bestie on an Air Force base and stole an F-16. (partially not true.)
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  • We took the house off the market again when showings slowed and we realized we like letting our house get messy and look lived in. We’ll put it back on the market again in the spring when things pick up again.
  • Abby turned 4 and nearly set her head on fire when blowing out the candles. (photo taken randomly at the same time as the flare-up. she was totally fine, and ended up in with an involuntary “Jennifer Aniston” birthday haircut.)
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  • I got a haircut and went from this last Tuesday morning:HairTuesdayBefore
    To this Tuesday night:
    HairTuesdayafterAnd it feels awesome.
  • In other news this week, MamaPop closed it’s doors (although I haven’t written for them in months), and I signed on a deal to start writing for Dish Nation, a new entertainment website/tv show! I’m super stoked. In fact, the first post I wrote for them was featured on Huffington Post! (Cue total hysterics and near hugging of strangers when I found out.) I will be writing under their byline, but I’ll be sure to share which posts are mine when they’re live. :) I also saved all my posts from MamaPop and am trying to decide if I should post them here somewhere. It’s a possibility.

So…yeah. I’m sure I’m forgetting things. And other stuff is simultaneously happening that I’ll try to blog about when the time is right. But yeah. Maybe I’ll remember to keep this updated moving forward? Maybe?

At any rate, I’m glad to be back. I wasn’t ready to go away. Yet.

The Keyhole

Posted 20 Aug 2013 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, motherhood

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Every night, Abby asks us to sit outside her door after we tuck her in. And every night, we pretend to and then go to bed.

Last night, Abby called our bluff. She called for one of us, asked why we weren’t behind the door, and when we said we were, she said…

“No, you weren’t. I looked through the keyhole and you were in bed.”

We were outsmarted by a 3 year old.

The Skinny. The Deets. Where We’re At.

Posted 02 May 2013 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, house stuffs, marriage, motherhood, paparazzi, toddler business

I realized yesterday as I was doing God knows what, that I have a tendency to talk about something here and then never really follow up with what happened with it. That’s not helpful.

So, here’s a bit of an update on how things are going in our house.

Abby’s Sleep Training

Abby earned her bike. She made it 12 days of falling asleep on her own. After about a week, we started sitting outside of her door (first cracked open, then closed). Now we just read a book, say goodnight, and then leave the room. Granted, she’s still stalling some nights for another 20 minutes (I have to go potty, I need a hug, where’s my blankie), but we’re not laying with her until she falls asleep anymore.

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See also: we actually watched a movie after she went to bed this week. A WHOLE MOVIE. Now we need to work on getting her to bed sooner. (We recently started using a Dohm Sound Machine in her room, and it’s amazing how much better she is sleeping. We used it in our room for a bit and it’s really nice. Highly recommended.) Awesome level: FRICKING AWESOME.

Our House

We’ve had a total of 10 showings and 2 open houses. The second open house was for agents, and we got awesome feedback. One thought she might have a buyer, another stated he didn’t think our house would last through the weekend. (I hope that guy doubles as a psychic.) Our 11th showing is happening in an hour. It’s been trying to keep the house clean, but we’ve been doing a good job and only have to do minor tidying every evening and morning before we leave. Although, our dishwasher broke last night, so that’s going to suck until it’s fixed. (The part’s coming tomorrow, and the hubs and I are going to try to DIY that shit. We’ll see about that.) Basically, BUY MY HOUSE. Awesome level: Almost Awesome.

My Uterus

Sorry. Awkward title. I guess maybe not so much my ute as my bloodwork? Anyway, eight days after this post, I got back test results indicating the Anti-C in my system was no longer there. (HUGE EFFING SIGH OF RELIEF.) The Anti-D was still there, but from the Rhogam shot so no worries. The bigger issue now is that I still have HCG in my system. (In case you’re not in the know, HCG is the chemical your body produces when you’re pregnant (and is what pregnancy tests detect to give a positive result).) I wrote about how prior to the D&C that my levels were 132,000 IU/L (which is pretty high), but would drop after the procedure. It has dropped, but here I am, 3 months later, and still getting positive pregnancy tests. Isn’t that fun? My levels were checked last Friday, and after last month’s reading was 189 IU/L, I’m down to 98 IU/L. (5 IU/L or less is considered 0.) I can’t believe it’s taking this long. Apparently, neither can my doctor, as I’m having an ultrasound on Monday to make sure nothing was “missed,” which kind of freaks me out, but I’m just looking for answers and “normal” to happen. (And no, not actually pregnant again.) Awesome level: Nope. Not at all awesome.

So, there you have it. Did I recap all the things? I hope so.

 

Abby Fought The Wall And The Wall Won.

Posted 25 Apr 2013 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, motherhood, other people are awesome, paparazzi, toddler business

I’ve had The Clash in my head since Tuesday night. Except replacing “the law” with “the wall.” It’s just too fitting for Abby’s most recent episode.

Tuesday night, as the three of us were at the in-law’s home (waiting out another house showing) (buy my house), Abby and Papa were playing “bug hunt” in the basement. Apparently, Abby was enthusiastically running away from the vacuum when she ran straight into a wall (or a corner?), face first. I wasn’t in the room, but could hear a thud followed by blood curdling screams. I could tell almost immediately that she was for-real-seriously hurt, but when I saw her on the bottom step of the basement stairs with blood covering her face and Papa’s hand, I got woozy.

“Mom mode” kicked in and I quickly carried her up the stairs for a closer look. Nana got a paper towel and an ice cube, and we put them on her bleeding lip. It was then I realized it wasn’t just a split lip, but two perfect teeth marks DEEP into her lower lip. I knew we had to take her to the ER. This was looking like stitch territory.

intheER   (My “I am not amused” face.)

This isn’t her first trip to the ER rodeo. Back when she was nearly 1.5 years old we took her in for croup-related stridor. This though? Scary on a totally different level. She was hysterical from the pain and seeing all the blood, but we piled into the hubs’ car and headed in.

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Thankfully, after having her lip cleaned up (and out) (gross) the doc decided that although she could put a stitch in each hole, they would probably heal up just as well on their own, with less irritation from the stitches. (THANK GOD. Holding my child while she gets a stitch in her lip? NO THANK YOU.) She was allowed to leave with nothing more than a printout of “laceration home treatment” and a blue slushie, with the nurse letting us know that her lip was likely going to look “like hamburger” for a few days.

(He wasn’t lying. Also, he looked like Meatloaf aka “Bitch Tits” from the movie Fight Club. It really rounded out the whole ER experience.)

Abbers and I stayed home from school & work yesterday to let her face rest, and to ice her lip every few hours as the doc had prescribed. She used the time to practice being a princess. And also to eat all the food. Does a traumatic event usher in endless hunger? Girlfriend ate about 3,428 Angry Birds Honey Grahams.

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Today she went back to school and while her lip looks like something out of a horror movie, she assures me it doesn’t hurt so I think she’s on the mend. We took the train into downtown and I kind of felt like yelling, “STOP JUDGING, EVERYONE ON THIS TRAIN.”

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(Sidenote: I texted my bestie during this ordeal and she mentioned what I (of course) was thinking – “Has CPS stopped by yet? :)” because GOOD LORD. Thankfully this clearly was a “toddler coordination” issue, but I’ve heard horror stories of “interviews” during ER visits from people I’ve shared this story with. So glad that wasn’t a part of this experience.)

All in all, quite the Tuesday night.

In house related news, we have another showing tomorrow (buy our house) but no offers yet. SOMEONE BUY MY HOUSE. KTHX.