Problemas

Last week Aaron was notified by the company that hosts our servers (that host this blog) that this site was hacked and they shut down our server.  If you have been trying to virtually visit us in the past few days we apologize as we have been erased.  Aaron is working hard to get everything back up, and we appreciate all 2 of you being patient with our issues.  Also shout out to Aaron for working on the blog first and all his second, he is a puerqueño loving champ!

Dear Server Company,

I think it’s really rude you shut down our entire server because of a supposed bad spam comment on this blog.  What’s more that you are making it almost impossible for Aaron to retrieve our lots of information and hosting on the server.  I’m pretty sure we were paying you to keep track of our stuff, but what do I know?  Also thanks for the heart attack that my blog was probably gone forever.  You should really come up with a better plan if you don’t have good enough security on your own servers.

(Sticking my tongue out),
Kelsey

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Dichos

Aaron made rice crispy treats.  Sammy was singing “rice crispy treats, rice crispy treats!”  Then she came over to Allison and said in a very deep and quiet voice: “you’re going to drink some!!!”  Both kids think it’s super awesome that I can turn anything I eat into milk for Allison.  Including rice crispy treats apparently.

Last week I went to a baby shower.  I got real fancy and put on a sweater with my maternity jeans I am still rocking (and will be rocking for the next decade, but whatever.)  When I got home Harmon woke up from a nap and found me in the kitchen and declared that I needed to change out of my sweater.  I told him I was fine and wasn’t going to change.  He kept on insisting, bringing me different shirts from my closet and telling me I needed to change.  This was very odd behavior and finally I asked Harmon if he didn’t like that I looked too fancy (I mean all I have been wearing is sweats for the past forever months.)  He sulkily said no, but then declared “you just look too beautiful!!!  I don’t want you to look so beautiful!”  I inquired whether or not putting on another shirt would make me look ugly, and he assured me that it would make me look “just a little bit beautiful”.  Much to his disappointment I decided to remain too beautiful for the rest of the day.

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Letters

Dear Sammy,
Why do you wake up when dad turns on the shower three rooms away but manage to sleep through throwing up on yourself? That’s weird.
Puzzled, Mom

Dear Amazon.com,
We need to break up. It’s not you it’s Aaron.
Regretfully, Kelsey

Dear Icicles,
Please stop scaring me half to death when you break off the roof and smash on the other part of the roof.  That’s rude.
Tired of heart attacks, Kelsey

Dear Aaron,
You snore really loud.  Even if you deny it.  I promise to stop plugging your nose to wake you up if you promise to stop doing it.
Love, Kelsey

Dear Body,
I think it’s rude you don’t magically lose all the baby weight.  Exercising is hard and terrible.  And my clothes don’t fit.  Also bacon is super tasty and so you are going to have to solve this problem on your own.
Lazily, Kelsey

Dear Sleep,
I miss you so bad.  What did I do?  I can change.  Please forgive me.  I’ll do anything if you come back.  Think of the good old days!  Just give me another chance…
Please!  Kelsey

Dear People Driving 50 in Parking Lots,
You need to knock this off immediately.  One of these times I am really going to pound on your car with my bare hands.  Just be glad that normally my hands are full of children’s hands or you would really get it.
Hatefully, Kelsey

Dear Winter,
Thanks for making all the spiders disappear.  I think you killed them all forever, and I am refusing to believe the people who tell me you are just temporarily frozen.  You are the best.
Love, Kelsey

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The Past 4 Weeks

Week 1: Not great.  I sat in my bed like an invalid and did nothing.  I was happy to have a great new baby, but honestly I felt really junky/low low low energy.  I don’t remember feeling that weak/low energy the other two times I produced children.  Slowest week of my life.

Week 2: I more or less was still in invalid mode.  This week I spent a little more time downstairs, but it felt like I remembered week 1 after childbirth feeling.  I must be getting too old to have children.  Luckily Aaron was home this week too.  Second slowest week of my life.

Week 3: I am now alone with 3 kids.  Day one goes great.  Day two I yell a lot.  But overall it is awesome.  I love having 3 kids, I love feeling like a contributing member of society (look I made lunch and no one died!) and getting back to normal.  I still feel pretty junky.  I leave the house with 3 kids a few times and we all make it home safe.

Week 4: I leave the house with 3 children ages 4 & under almost every day.  It is tricky but thanks to a newly arrived baby carrier we manage pretty well.  Most comments from strangers are along the lines of: “you have your hands full!” so maybe I am not managing as well as I think?  I am glad I have done all of the Christmas shopping for our immediate family before having a baby.  The kids seem happy to have their mom sort of playing with them again.  We still watch a lot of movies in my bedroom.

Life is good.

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Allison’s Birth Story Link (don’t worry)

If you are into reading birth stories then you can read Allison’s here.

It’s only for people who like knowing gross things, so you’ve been warned.

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Meeting Allison Kate

After a long wait we were blessed to welcome our newest daughter Allison Kate Evans early Saturday morning at 1:25am.  I seem to keep making smaller children, so she only weighed in at 7lbs 11oz, 19 3/4 inches long.  Tiny!  Harmon woke up around 4am and came to meet her, Sammy around 630am when Harmon was back to sleep so they each got their own special time to meet their new sister.  You will notice there are no photos of me, because I was busy recovering from passing out (seriously) and trying not to die.  But that is a story for a different day, and I am happy to report that we are all doing well now!

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40 weeks & 1 day. Grateful.

It’s really easy to hit your due date and want to destroy everything/everyone around you.  Especially when everyone else you know that was due the same time as you or even 2 or more weeks before you has had their babies.  But luckily today despite feeling like a giant whale I am also feeling pretty grateful.

I feel really blessed for all of the following and more:
-I already have two healthy kids and am blessed to be still growing a third
-The baby inside me did not try to come out too early
-The baby inside me seems to be quite healthy and happy
-I have not been on bed rest or had any health complications
-I have actually felt better in the third trimester than either of the other two times
-Until two days ago I could still do pretty much everything I wanted (now I am just slightly limited in that I have to not move around so much because everything hurts too badly)
-Aaron works 10 minutes from home which gives me much more help/breaks because of a short commute
-My mom came and vacuumed my house, made food, watched my kids, and other various helpful activities
-My mom is coming back on the 23rd, unless the baby decides to come out sooner (ha!)
-One million of my friends have offered to help
-My midwife is the best midwife ever

It’s kind of silly to even write this post, but generally at this point in pregnancy I am so ready to hide in my closet (ok, I still want to) and cry/scream/break stuff that it is worth noting.  Lately I have heard far too many stories of people with very sick children, people having a hard time getting pregnant, staying pregnant, other extreme life problems, etc. and I just can’t help but feel blessed at the situation I am in.  So, I guess what I am saying is I am glad to be a giant healthy whale.  Until maybe tomorrow when I go mental.  I will enjoy it while it lasts.

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Heard Around Here

Sammy: (Holding an apple slice eaten down to the peel) Look Harmon it’s a crane!
Harmon: Oh, it’s broken!  Did it get knocked down by the big sugarcane?

(Kelsey making 7-layer dip and putting the olives on top)
Harmon: We are going to call that Olive Garden, because there are olives, and the cheese looks like a garden.

Sammy: (Angry at Aaron for brushing her teeth, rubbing her fingers all over the inside of her mouth) I am putting the germs back on!!!

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How Pregnant Ladies Bake (a recipe)

Because I have been cooking a lot of foods lately, I have been searching through my files to find certain recipes that I love or want to try.  While searching my inbox I came across a recipe from my friend Natalie which she made for me probably almost three years ago?  Maybe just two.  But my brain doesn’t work.  All I remember is that it was ultimately delicious and that I must have begged her for the recipe.  I hope she doesn’t mind me sharing it with some modifications.

Pumpkin Spice Bars

1. Turn on oven to 350, line pan with foil.  Ignore part about using 11×15 pan and use 9×13 because you don’t have a bigger one.  Don’t be concerned when foil doesn’t fit perfectly.  Be lazy.  You like to wash dishes, right?

2. Take a package of graham crackers which probably will equal two cups of crumbs and begin to smash it.  Hand it to your 2-year-old to work on.  Take it back and accidentally pop the bag open and spill some.  Put in ziploc bag and continue smashing.  Decide you are tired of this step and leave lots of big chunks.

3. Pour crackers in bowl with 7 Tbs melted butter and 1/4 cup sugar.  Mix.  Put into pan, and cook for 6 minutes.  Or at least what you think was 6 minutes.  Close enough.  Ignore directions for letting it cool completely.  Just cool it enough.

4. Beat 4 eggs, 1 2/3 cup sugar, 1 (15oz) can pumpkin, and 1 cup oil with your mixer.  Realize halfway through adding sugar that you are out of white sugar and substitute brown sugar.  Tell yourself it will still be tastalicious.  Skip step of pre-combining dry ingredients, instead add them in this order while mixing: 2 tsp baking powder, 1 tsp baking soda, 1 tsp salt, 2 tsp cinnamon.

5. Pour mix on top of graham crust you made that is still warm but good enough.  As you are about to put dessert into the oven, look over at the counter and see the flour and measuring cup from making bread earlier and realize you have entirely forgotten the 2 cups of flour.  Lament loudly.  Decide you should either pour the mix back into the bowl, hoping to not ruin the crust, or just mix it all together, mmm graham cracker dust and chunks.  Be saved when your husband comes in and tells you he can mix the flour without dumping it back into the bowl.  Let him.

6. Put overly full pan into the oven for 25-30 minutes or until it tests done like a cake (fork in the middle, people).  Don’t set the timer because then you will get to check it 4 times way too early, and then almost overcook it.  Let it cool completely then frost.  Unless your kids have to go to bed, then hardly cool and put the following icing on it.

7. Mix 8 oz softened cream cheese with 4 Tbs softened butter and a 16oz box of powdered sugar.  Unless you don’t have a box of the required size of sugar, then just guess.  Tell your husband that you did it right when he asks if the frosting isn’t a little too runny.  Pour on top of too warm cake.  It will ooze everywhere.  No big deal.  Feed to family.  Realize it still tastes good, although not nearly as good as when Natalie made it.

8. Take to two different sets of neighbors explaining that it is kind of a disaster but it might still taste good.  Eat the leftovers for breakfast.

At least I didn’t leave the oven on and burn the house down.  This time.

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Spouse Conversations

Aaron: Is that a new dimple on your face?
Kelsey: I don’t know.  Maybe it’s a scar?  Or my face is so fat it is making new dimples?
Aaron: Your face is retaining a lot of water.
Kelsey: That is just called getting fat, Aaron.

Aaron: You just love Facebook because you are a voyeur.
Kelsey: I prefer the term stalker, thankyouverymuch.

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