So, as I mentioned before I love the movie Labrynth. The other morning I happened to wake up to quite the suprise. Tristan had the most adorable messed up hair that reminded me of something but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.... I thought and thought and then it hit me! He looked like the worm from the labrynth! I took pictures with my phone, so they are not the highest quality and you will have to click on a link to see them but here they are....
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30283186&l=a5178&id=1048167065
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30283185&l=5c742&id=1048167065
And just to refresh your memory on the labrynth worm, go to
http://youtube.com/watch?v=f2xVZiGOw-o&search=labyrinth)
We have decided that tristan MUST be this worm for halloween next year. This made my day! I LOVE YOU TRISTAN!
(sorry for the rerun for all my facebook friends, but I know you will laugh again when you see these anyways!)
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
25 random things about me
(in response to petries facebook tag, love you millions)
1. I hate tomatoes, with a hate generally reserved for kitten torturers.
2. I love salsa and ketchup. (ps don't tell me that they are made of tomatoes or I might hurt somebody)
3. I loved mr rogers neighborhood......
4. I have read twilight (hmmm hmmm) 5 times (hmmm hmmm).
5. I secretly dream of driving big foot over cars and my dying wish is to be able to do that at least once in my life.
6. I drink only triple purified reverse osmosis water. (Oh and half diet coke half diet dr peppers)
7. My favorite holiday is Adams birthday
8. I know the words to WAY TO MANY rap songs.... only because of leslee.... and she knows most words to bob marley songs because of me. True love isn't it?
9. One of my all time favorite movies is Mulan.
10. I once installed a new transfer case in my jeep, in the process ruining a fresh set of fake fingernails. Jon was really mad at me when I told him what happened, he honestly said, "not again.... Lynsie you need new hobbies" (in a vietnamese accent)
11. I have cried for Michael Jackson before, because I felt bad for him. (HAHAHAHAHA I am laughing out loud right now because of how ridiculous that looks in writing, it was a long time ago though, I promise!)
12. I rarely ever floss.
13. I have always had a really hard time falling asleep.
14. My very first crush was on David Bowie in the movie Labrynth.
15. When I was little I would steal baby ducks from the pond by my house and take them home. I once had four in the bathtub, two in the toilet and one in the sink. It was hard work. The mom ducks bit alot. I didn't understand what I was doing but luckily my mom caught me and returned the ducks to their mothers. After several repeat kidnappings my mom finally started telling me that the ducklings had died while I was asleep (even though she was still just taking them back to the pond). I felt so terrible about it that I never stole a baby duck again. It was only a year ago that I brought this up to my mom, explaining that this was one of the reasons I did wildlife rehabilitation. She laughed and told me the truth about the "dead" ducklings. I cried in relief.
16. I love black jelly beans
17. I love the piers in San Fran
18. I want my hair to be curly at my viewing. I know this sounds morbid but when you have been to as many funerals as I have it kinda becomes something you think about, like it or not. Leslee posted that she would want her hair straight. I promise I will straighten your old granny hair when you die from natural causes if you promise to do mine curly, even if you have to get a wig. I even have a picture.
(It's padme from star wars)
19. My favorite color is brown
20. I wish I spoke french
21. I have never had a big mac or a whopper
22. I want a chiuaua named tiny
23. I love star trek and star wars
24. I only went to 17 days of high school
25. I want to be a vet someday
So there you have it. Maybe it was TMI, maybe not. But I would really love to hear random things about you too! Post 25 on your blog or just comment a couple to mine. Come on, I dare you!
1. I hate tomatoes, with a hate generally reserved for kitten torturers.
2. I love salsa and ketchup. (ps don't tell me that they are made of tomatoes or I might hurt somebody)
3. I loved mr rogers neighborhood......
4. I have read twilight (hmmm hmmm) 5 times (hmmm hmmm).
5. I secretly dream of driving big foot over cars and my dying wish is to be able to do that at least once in my life.
6. I drink only triple purified reverse osmosis water. (Oh and half diet coke half diet dr peppers)
7. My favorite holiday is Adams birthday
8. I know the words to WAY TO MANY rap songs.... only because of leslee.... and she knows most words to bob marley songs because of me. True love isn't it?
9. One of my all time favorite movies is Mulan.
10. I once installed a new transfer case in my jeep, in the process ruining a fresh set of fake fingernails. Jon was really mad at me when I told him what happened, he honestly said, "not again.... Lynsie you need new hobbies" (in a vietnamese accent)
11. I have cried for Michael Jackson before, because I felt bad for him. (HAHAHAHAHA I am laughing out loud right now because of how ridiculous that looks in writing, it was a long time ago though, I promise!)
12. I rarely ever floss.
13. I have always had a really hard time falling asleep.
14. My very first crush was on David Bowie in the movie Labrynth.
15. When I was little I would steal baby ducks from the pond by my house and take them home. I once had four in the bathtub, two in the toilet and one in the sink. It was hard work. The mom ducks bit alot. I didn't understand what I was doing but luckily my mom caught me and returned the ducks to their mothers. After several repeat kidnappings my mom finally started telling me that the ducklings had died while I was asleep (even though she was still just taking them back to the pond). I felt so terrible about it that I never stole a baby duck again. It was only a year ago that I brought this up to my mom, explaining that this was one of the reasons I did wildlife rehabilitation. She laughed and told me the truth about the "dead" ducklings. I cried in relief.
16. I love black jelly beans
17. I love the piers in San Fran
18. I want my hair to be curly at my viewing. I know this sounds morbid but when you have been to as many funerals as I have it kinda becomes something you think about, like it or not. Leslee posted that she would want her hair straight. I promise I will straighten your old granny hair when you die from natural causes if you promise to do mine curly, even if you have to get a wig. I even have a picture.
(It's padme from star wars)
19. My favorite color is brown
20. I wish I spoke french
21. I have never had a big mac or a whopper
22. I want a chiuaua named tiny
23. I love star trek and star wars
24. I only went to 17 days of high school
25. I want to be a vet someday
So there you have it. Maybe it was TMI, maybe not. But I would really love to hear random things about you too! Post 25 on your blog or just comment a couple to mine. Come on, I dare you!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Confidence
(I got these slippers for christmas but I can't get Adam to take them off.)
What exactly is confidence and how do I get some more of it? I was thinking about a line from one of my favorite movies, Joe vs the Volcano. Joe asks Patricia if she believes in God and she answers that she believes in herself, that she has CONFIDENCE in herself. I once wondered, "How does that even relate?" But for one reason or another I find myself truly pondering this statement today and seeing how it COMPLETELY AND TOTALLY RELATES to believing in God. You HAVE to believe in yourself in order to truly believe in God. So, the question remains, do I believe in myself? Do I have confidence in myself? I would like to think my answer is a resounding yes. At least somedays it is. Somedays I would rather hide under the blanket and never get out of bed though......
What about you?
Here is the dictionary definition of the word CONFIDENCE:
con⋅fi⋅dence
/ˈkɒnfɪdəns/ [kon-fi-duhns]
–noun
1.
full trust; belief in the powers, trustworthiness, or reliability of a person or thing: We have every confidence in their ability to succeed.
2.
belief in oneself and one's powers or abilities; self-confidence; self-reliance; assurance: His lack of confidence defeated him.
3.
certitude; assurance: He described the situation with such confidence that the audience believed him completely.
4.
a confidential communication: to exchange confidences.
5.
(esp. in European politics) the wish to retain an incumbent government in office, as shown by a vote in a particular issue: a vote of confidence.
6.
presumption; impudence: Her disdainful look crushed the confidence of the brash young man.
7.
Archaic. something that gives confidence; ground of trust.—Idiom
8.
in confidence, as a secret or private matter, not to be divulged or communicated to others; with belief in a person's sense of discretion: I told him in confidence.
Origin: 1350–1400;
Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)Based on the Random House Unabridged Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2006.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
A post ALL about Tristan (imagine that)
First... It has come to my attention that not all of you have experienced the quite memorable experience of watching me feed Tristan. Without having seen this you may not understand what I mean when I say "he fights the bottle". So, prepare yourself... you may want a box of tissues:
He does this ALMOST every single time I feed him, and has ever since we brought him home from the hospital. The Docs all say it is a combination of two things. 1. His acid reflux irritates his throat making swallowing uncomfortable. 2. He may have a hypersensitive gastrocolonic reflex (the reflex that makes babys and puppies poop when they eat) that causes him discomfort and anxiety.
So, now you can understand and sympathize when I say I am having a rough feeding day :)
He does this ALMOST every single time I feed him, and has ever since we brought him home from the hospital. The Docs all say it is a combination of two things. 1. His acid reflux irritates his throat making swallowing uncomfortable. 2. He may have a hypersensitive gastrocolonic reflex (the reflex that makes babys and puppies poop when they eat) that causes him discomfort and anxiety.
So, now you can understand and sympathize when I say I am having a rough feeding day :)
Next: Tristan is wanting to try more solid foods so I bought those wheel crackers (ya I know they are for 9 months and older) and I have a bunch of cute pics of him trying them out.
And finally, I have a little something I wrote that makes me laugh...
You know you have a child with GERD when….
You’ve spent over 500$ in one month on formula alone
The pharmacist knows you by name
You have a party scheduled for the date that prevacid has a generic available
The pediatric gastroenterologist has a picture of you, your husband and your child on his cell phone
You know ALL of the nurses names at the pediatricians’ office
You have fired at least two pediatricians for saying, “he looks healthy, all babies cry and spit up” (but my baby cries 7 hours a day and refluxes ten times in ten minutes and wakes up every forty five minutes)
You know how to get rid of the hiccups
You have a drawer FULL of homeopathic and herbal “colic” remedies that DON’T work
You still haven’t had a baby sitter because every time someone “auditions” for the part of bottle feeder they give in after two ounces of screaming and fighting.
If one more person tells you, “oh he looks so healthy” or, “hun, your just worrying too much” or, “that’s why I breastfed” you might go postal.
You can tell an “I’m tired” suck from an “I’m hungry” suck and you know a “I just swallowed a mouth full of acidy throw up” gulp from a “I just want to cuddle” look, and you wonder if you would have ever been this close to your child if he didn’t have reflux. And you’re actually grateful.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Welcome to my new Gym....
I know, I know..... we really shouldn't have spent so much money to convert the front room into a custom gym with padded floors, extra AC vents, lockers, full length mirrors, pull up bars, a full weight machine, treadmills, a drinking fountain.... etc- (oh wait, that must have been a dream I was having.. I am a little tired)
Here is my REAL gym:
Look familiar? And here is my personal trainer:
He is a real drill sergeant, you do NOT want to piss him off, trust me! You do exactly what he tells you when he tells you to and everything will be okay.
We have a few fans:
But mostly Frodo hides under the bed while Sam sits on the stairs and contemplates; 1. What on earth is she doing? 2. Is there an earthquake? 3. Can I eat those rubber strechy things? 4. Next time she opens the door I am SO running outside again so she has to come out and catch me in that hideous outfit! And 5. HA HA, the dogs had to go outside.
Yes, I have now officially entered the world of "I turned in my gym pass and now work out at home while my baby naps". If you are also in that world and have found yourself at a lack of motivation, please feel free to join me! Every morning at 10 AM, except for Sundays!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Ten things I love about ten people who (should) read my blog:
Nick: I love that you would know the name of any airplane I pointed out, anywhere. I love that you love animals almost as much as I do. I love that you are sentimental about birthdays and holidays. I love that you wear shorts in the winter. I love that you are Tristans grandpa.
Leslee: I love that you could be as poor as a church mouse and still have a new phone, with ringtones and a different car. I love that at anytime I could look in your trunk and get a complete outfit with accessories. I love that you loved Phillip. I love that you know exactly what I am talking about when I suddenly quote from movies like “little monsters” or “uncle buck”. I love that we speak Op, still. I love that you found Chance.
Mom: I love that you look so damn cute in every single outfit. I love that you keep your boots in boxes in your closet with their description written on the outside. I love that you always need two pieces of gum. I love that you always say “I love you more”. I love that you said you would take Sam and Frodo if I ever died. I love it when you sing. (for reals….. even though when I was little I said I didn’t.) I love that you made moments in my childhood truly magical. (wish upon a star) I love that you keep a BUCKET of smelly markers at your desk.
Jessi: I love that you have Britnee spears playing on your blog at all times. I love that you never just send one text message. I love that you are such a good mommy to those adorable kiddos. I love that I know I could call you ANYTIME and spill my guts out in complete honesty and never get judged. I love how much you love Tristan.
Cecile: I love that you can eat an entire bag of peanut butter m-n-ms. I love it when you say “wow” to justin. I love your cookie dough. I love that you ride the crazy train with me (you know what I mean!) I love that you are my best friend and that means meeting up at carls jr and talking while the kids play or going to Burlington once a week. I love that you are in my family.
Jennie S: I love that you play to win at canasta. I love that you are as comfortable as my favorite jammys; no matter how long it has been I can always talk to you for hours and hours and feel completely understood and enthralled in whatever we talk about. I love that you and shad are such great examples to us as parents.
Emily: I love that you got that crazy long haired hippy to settle down and get married. I love that you started the “baby factory”! I love that you had that amazingly funny, and so easy to stick in your head, song about smelling underwear on your blog. I love that we got the exact same mommy hair cut. I love that our boys both look exactly like their daddy’s. I love that they will be best friends.
Jennie C: I love that we watched all of the freddy crugar movies as LITTLE kids while you babysat. I love that every time I listen to “escapade” I think of you. I really love that I thought the words to the song “venus” where “cheese riot” and you let me sing that all the time! I love that you call me Lynard. I love your daughter and how adventurous and tomboyish she is. I love that you pretty much raised me.
Carla: I love that you love amber jewelry. I love that on fast Sundays you read recipe books. I love that you know the scriptures better than any scriptorian down at BYU. I love that you know the meaning and origin of every single name. I love watching you with the grandkids and seeing how much they absolutely adore you. I love that you got Tristan to take a bottle!
Jedd: I love that Tristan just about jumps out of his skin with excitement every time he sees you. I love that you just about jump out of your skin with excitement every time you see Tristan! I love that you drink four gallons of milk a week. I love that you jam on the electric piano and still play the same songs you used to play when we were kids. I love that when you are done eating you put your napkin over your plate of food. I love that you have grown and changed and become someone I am truly proud of and inspired by.
Okay, so that was a lot more than just ten things….. But it was just so easy to get carried away! It makes me wonder, who else actually reads my blog???? Write me lynsiewebb@yahoo.com or comment so I know! All of you who were mentioned above that have a blog I tag you to do a similar list.
Leslee: I love that you could be as poor as a church mouse and still have a new phone, with ringtones and a different car. I love that at anytime I could look in your trunk and get a complete outfit with accessories. I love that you loved Phillip. I love that you know exactly what I am talking about when I suddenly quote from movies like “little monsters” or “uncle buck”. I love that we speak Op, still. I love that you found Chance.
Mom: I love that you look so damn cute in every single outfit. I love that you keep your boots in boxes in your closet with their description written on the outside. I love that you always need two pieces of gum. I love that you always say “I love you more”. I love that you said you would take Sam and Frodo if I ever died. I love it when you sing. (for reals….. even though when I was little I said I didn’t.) I love that you made moments in my childhood truly magical. (wish upon a star) I love that you keep a BUCKET of smelly markers at your desk.
Jessi: I love that you have Britnee spears playing on your blog at all times. I love that you never just send one text message. I love that you are such a good mommy to those adorable kiddos. I love that I know I could call you ANYTIME and spill my guts out in complete honesty and never get judged. I love how much you love Tristan.
Cecile: I love that you can eat an entire bag of peanut butter m-n-ms. I love it when you say “wow” to justin. I love your cookie dough. I love that you ride the crazy train with me (you know what I mean!) I love that you are my best friend and that means meeting up at carls jr and talking while the kids play or going to Burlington once a week. I love that you are in my family.
Jennie S: I love that you play to win at canasta. I love that you are as comfortable as my favorite jammys; no matter how long it has been I can always talk to you for hours and hours and feel completely understood and enthralled in whatever we talk about. I love that you and shad are such great examples to us as parents.
Emily: I love that you got that crazy long haired hippy to settle down and get married. I love that you started the “baby factory”! I love that you had that amazingly funny, and so easy to stick in your head, song about smelling underwear on your blog. I love that we got the exact same mommy hair cut. I love that our boys both look exactly like their daddy’s. I love that they will be best friends.
Jennie C: I love that we watched all of the freddy crugar movies as LITTLE kids while you babysat. I love that every time I listen to “escapade” I think of you. I really love that I thought the words to the song “venus” where “cheese riot” and you let me sing that all the time! I love that you call me Lynard. I love your daughter and how adventurous and tomboyish she is. I love that you pretty much raised me.
Carla: I love that you love amber jewelry. I love that on fast Sundays you read recipe books. I love that you know the scriptures better than any scriptorian down at BYU. I love that you know the meaning and origin of every single name. I love watching you with the grandkids and seeing how much they absolutely adore you. I love that you got Tristan to take a bottle!
Jedd: I love that Tristan just about jumps out of his skin with excitement every time he sees you. I love that you just about jump out of your skin with excitement every time you see Tristan! I love that you drink four gallons of milk a week. I love that you jam on the electric piano and still play the same songs you used to play when we were kids. I love that when you are done eating you put your napkin over your plate of food. I love that you have grown and changed and become someone I am truly proud of and inspired by.
Okay, so that was a lot more than just ten things….. But it was just so easy to get carried away! It makes me wonder, who else actually reads my blog???? Write me lynsiewebb@yahoo.com or comment so I know! All of you who were mentioned above that have a blog I tag you to do a similar list.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
SURPRISE!
Wow, what an amazing day!I never knew life could be this good. Today has been one of those days you remember for the rest of your life. It has been wonderful. It was my moms 50th birthday and we threw her a surprise party. It was so awesome. We planned it for three weeks in advance, sent out invitations, called everyone, custom ordered a cake, the whole nine yards. As most of you know it is IMPOSSIBLE for me to keep a good secret and even more ridiculous when I try to lie so this was a BIG DEAL! I felt the biggest smile in my heart all day long today. It was just amazing and beautiful to see so many people so eager to celebrate my moms birthday, AND TO SEE HER FACE WHEN SHE WALKED IN THAT DOOR!!! (*sigh*) She is so dynamic. She changes the lives of the people she meets. She quite literally moves mountains. She is amazing. It was wonderful to be a part of that today. It's funny because in the past I would have been so stressed out that I wouldn't have really enjoyed the moment, you know what I mean? But, something about the last year and a half has really changed me. I mean, down to the core changed me. I just look at things differently now. It is SO good. If I am dreaming, please don't wake me up!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! WE LOVE YOU!
Love,
Lynsie
Lynsie
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Help Wanted
Looking for an experienced infant nail trimmer. Preferably someone who is also lactating, has a dairy free diet, needs little to no sleep, LOVES to do the dishes, used to be a massage therapist, enjoys shoveling snow and picking up large doggie doo doos. Pay negotiable. Please email me resumes.
:)
(So I cut Tristans thumb yesterday while trimming his nails........ I cried so hard it was ridiculous. He was all done crying and there I was, sobbing. I still can't get the image out of my mind.)
:)
(So I cut Tristans thumb yesterday while trimming his nails........ I cried so hard it was ridiculous. He was all done crying and there I was, sobbing. I still can't get the image out of my mind.)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
outta batteries
So the camera is dead.... until I can get some new batteries. But I know you can use your imaginations! I am sitting here in my robe at 10:04, Tristan just went down for his nap after waking up at 6:00 this morning in the happiest mood and oh so ready for play. (SO CUTE, but a little early considering he usually wakes for the day at 8:00) We made it through this extra LONG morning, mommy with some of her less fine moments (imagine me falling asleep on the floor next to T's jungle gym in a pile of drool only to be woken up by him sucking on my chin..... how did he scoot all the way over there anyways???) I figured it was time to post the good news..... yes there is GOOD NEWS at the Webb house today. Tristan is on a very maintainable and wonderful schedule. Ever since the ped gastro appt we have been able to keep to the new schedule really easily. No day is perfect, and I can't imagine perfect would actually be "perfect" anyways, but each and every day now is infinitely better than before. Solid foods are fun to feed T. Yes, it does take almost thirty minutes each time and yes we get it ALL OVER EVERYTHING in a three mile radius, including unlucky cats and eyeballs and the now crusty and gross straps on the high chair and every single outfit the we own and of course mommies meks! BUT.... he eats! JOY TO THE WORLD, HALLELUJA CHORUS, PRAISE THE LORD, ETC-!!!!! And that makes me a very happy mommy! He also takes his bottles pretty seamlessly lately as well. I am sure that compared to "normal" eaters it is a nightmare but in my experience these feedings are pure heaven! I am so grateful! What a relief! It makes me think about a talk in church a while ago..... right in the middle of my "darkest hour". A girl I know bore her testimony and began by saying "you know how people say that God never gives you anything you can't handle? Well, that is a lie.." and my ears suddenly perked up a little.... now here was a talk-a-monie worth listening to... she went on to say, "YOU can't handle anything on your own, only with GOD can you handle the things life brings to you." So true. This poor girl was suffering the loss of one of her brothers. Literally, he is lost and they can not find him. I can't tell you what her testimony meant to me. It really brought me to a realization. So here I am this morning in my robe, with pears and drool and sleepy bugs and with GOD by my side. And I am truly happy. And this is truly good news.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Pediatric Gastroenterologist
We finally went to our ped gastro appointment yesterday. It was a really great appointment and I really liked the dr, Louis Mizell, MD. We talked about a lot of different options and possible causes for Tristans aversion to bottle feedings. We discussed surgeries, biopsies, medications, EVERYTHING....... the bottom line came down to this; I am not comfortable doing anything really invasive when we don't know for sure what the problem is and we do know for sure that he will grow out of it eventually. His height and weight is normal. His cognitive development is perfect. I don't want to ruin anything by making a choice now for a "quick fix". The dr reassured me that there will not be any permanent damage from the pain that Tristan is experiencing during bottle feedings. He talked about the PH of an 5 month olds stomach and described in better detail how the prevacid reduces the acid production. He then told me that there is a good chance that the pain has been reduced significantly now from the prevacid and that some of the crying and fighting during feedings could be a learned behavior, like anxiety. He asked me how well Tristan took solid foods, and so far I have fed him rice cereal and oatmeal cereal a couple of times and he didn't do the same crying/fighting as when I bottle feed him. The dr helped me plan a custom meal plan for Tristan that includes less formula and more solid feedings. We are calculating in the minimum amount of liquid and the minimum amount of calories to mantain his healthy weight, at least to begin with. Today we tried it out and it seems like A LOT of food! Tristan didn't eat everything but it seemed manageable. We will keep working on it. I guess it is just nice to know that I really am doing every good thing that I can to care for him while he goes through this hard time.
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