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Emmie Bee — Sat, 14 May 2011 11:14:46 +0000

Hudson has been cosleeping for weeks. Right now I’m OK with it, but we don’t plan to keep it this way. It’s 4am & I am wide awake. And I took these:

It kills me how much they look alike when they sleep. Is it weird that Scott and Hudson look most alike with their eyes closed? Also? Why do men always get the greatest lashes? And also? I really wish my DVR had recorded Gossip Girl this week so I could watch!!!

What do I do here?!

Emmie Bee — Tue, 29 Mar 2011 19:43:03 +0000

I have a new parenting issue that has been slowly creeping up on me. Hudson has been in his big boy bed for a few months & for the most part it goes really well. He does run around for a while in his room every night. He does climb in bed with Tru & Sawyer. But he eventually gives up & gets in his own bed for sleep. But in the last few weeks- things have gotten scary.

You see, we have 14 stairs between the main living area & the loft. These stairs are STEEP & NARROW. Not for the faint of heart. But given that we bought a 1 bedroom unit, we have no choice but to put our kids upstairs. And let’s further the heart stopping scariness with the fact that the loft has a half wall so you can look over from upstairs.

And boys? LOVE. TO. CLIMB.

Hudson loves to demonstrate this by literally jumping on top of furniture or in or out of the the playpen or cribs. Recently, he’s been using this impressive-for-his-age upper body strength to scale the baby gates. First the one separating his room from the loft. And last night scaling the one at the top of the stairs placed there to keep him from piling it down the stairs. Of course, this morning I woke up at 7:45 with Hudson & his 80 toys that were in his bed at one point standing next to my bed saying “Hi Mommy!”

So, if we count them- he scaled THREE baby gates this morning. THREE. 1 in his room, 1 at the top of the stairs & 1 at the bottom of the stairs. He did it without falling. He did it holding Woody, Bullseye, Buzz, Jessie & Jessie’s hat that falls off every 2 seconds.

What do I do?

Take the gates down and hope he doesn’t fall down them if he stumbles out of bed in the middle of the night? Keep them up and risk an even larger injury? Never sleep again?

Families with stairs: What did YOU do?!

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Emmie Bee — Wed, 26 Jan 2011 08:24:36 +0000

4/5 Brandts are on medication.

Sawyer has croup/RSV

Tru has RSV

Hud has an ear infecton & RSV

I have pneumonia or RSV pending results.

Scott- wades around in other people’s poo all day so he has an immunity system of steel. Bastard.

Which is why this mama is up at 12 even though I am so beyond exhausted from today. And the Prednisone. It makes me really hyper.

Me @ the hospital waiting for our prescriptions last night. The mask was more for me not to get MORE sick since I don’t really know how contagious I could be after being sick for a month. Seriously- I went to the doctor 1/4 but was told it was just a bug. If this a bug- it’s def a cockroach. (bah-dum-chhhhhhh)

& I guess I’m gonna go get Sawyer out of bed to sleep with me ’cause these seal barks are so freaking sad. My poor sick girl.

Happy Birthday to My Sweet Baby Boy.

Emmie Bee — Thu, 20 Jan 2011 07:09:34 +0000

I can’t tell you how it’s possible, but my life started the day you were born. It’s that simple. It’s like your first breath was my own.
As corny as it sounds- that’s the only way I can explain what becoming a mother felt like.
And I remember those first few hours of your life. Hugging you close & imagining our lives together. I remember how grateful I felt that you were mine & how our lives would never be the same.
You have delivered more than I could have imagined & you, my son, are nothing short of amazing. You approach everything you do with everything you have. And for the last two years I have been in awe of your exuberant spirit.
I don’t have some groundbreaking way to tell you how much I love you. Just that I love you. And that I will always be here to support you. I will always be your biggest fan.
In these past two years I have watched you grow from a 6 pound 10oz blob of baby into this two year old before me. It’s hard for me to think that your new skill of walking is already over a year old & everyday you do something new to top the thing you did the day before. I couldn’t be more proud of the person you are becoming. Happy. Kind. Tenacious. Loving. Hilarious.
It’s been an amazing journey so far, & I cannot wait to see where the next 60 years takes us together.
Happy 2nd Birthday, Hudson.
Love, Mommy
*Editor’s Note: HOW HAS IT BEEN TWO YEARS?! It’s like as soon as I had kids time sped up to warp speed & I am left standing here wondering WTF just happened. I’m afraid to blink. Seriously.*

It’s happening if I like it or not.

Emmie Bee — Sat, 15 Jan 2011 08:07:16 +0000

In less than a week, this baby- this boy- will be 2 years old. And tonight he is sleeping in a big boy bed. Seriously though… everyone said to cherish his babyhood because it’s fleeting. They were right. babyhood?! gone. Toddlerhood?! It’s disappearing as we speak. More on this later. (aka 6 days from now when my first born turns 2.)

San Bruno Fire: What can I do to help?

Emmie Bee — Fri, 10 Sep 2010 05:24:19 +0000

I don’t know what to do to help.

I am sitting on the couch trying to figure out what I can do to help- but with 3 kids asleep I cannot get out of the house.

If anyone knows of anything that shelters are in need of- please let me know.

(pictures via LA Times)

My thoughts are with the wonderful people of San Bruno. Though I am not from San Bruno, my parents are. I have worked there. Driven through there everyday for years. Went to school with people. It’s an insane tragedy that you could be just sitting down to dinner with your family & then? This.

Donate here ——–> HERE!

Boys.

Emmie Bee — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 19:27:39 +0000

You Guys: I am already panicking about my sons. I am panicking because ONE DAY THEY WILL LEAVE! There is some saying about how you have a son till he gets married and how you have a daughter for life. I think it’s true. Besides the fact that my brother lives across the country- when he is here he sees my Mom much less than she would like. And he’s not even married yet! And Sawyer? She will get married but she will never leave. Like, she could move across the country- but chicks are chatty and basically- I’d talk to her. I’d visit. Hopefully she will live in the same city or county or general vicinity. From the second I had her, I HAD HER. She’s not going anywhere. Save for those 5 years as a teen when she will HATE. MY. GUTS. Another woman will never replace me. Sure, a husband & children. But not me.

But my boys? MY. BOYS. ?? They are gonna go get married someday. And it already kills me that one day I will no longer be the most important person in their life. Is that totally weird & out of line? Because it’s true.

Because once you get married (we all know it- don’t try to pretend) WE want to be the most important woman in our husband’s life. We want to trump everything. And we usually do. Unfortunately, my mother-in-law has passed, but I wonder how she felt when she was alive? I know she liked me- but a little part of me knows that I was stealing her son & now having two of my own?? I suppose I get to go through it twice. And be totally devastated twice. And I know that I won’t be half as polite about it. I will probably be every woman’s nightmare mother-in-law. BECAUSE HELLO!?!?! This bitch is stealing my baby!!! (Yes, they are ALL bitches in this situation.)

I’d file this under irrational thinking, but the only thing irrational about these thoughts is that I am having them SO SOON. I mean, Hudson is only 17 months. But that seventeen months literally took like, 17 minutes- so I can see this situation creeping up on me sooner than later.

Why is it I can look to Sawyer’s future and be excited for her milestones like getting married & when I think of Hudson or Truman getting married I feel like I’m choking?

Moms of boys? Am I alone here?

It’s Friday, which is good & bad.

Emmie Bee — Fri, 21 May 2010 16:16:54 +0000

I am having a really hard month. I need more time in this month. I really do. I need it to last just a week or two longer so I am able to take care of some REALLY important things. But, I know it might not and because of this, things are just going to get harder- unfortunately. It’s sometimes very hard being the person to shoulder information because it weighs on you. I tend to be the “tough one” and I don’t like to ever disappoint people. So, I try to solve my problems myself.

Add to that the fact that it’s almost impossible to deal with these kind of things when you have three screaming children who decide right NOW is the time to start being totally unruly. You know- right when you are totally on the verge of losing your mind completely.

So, that’s where I am at. Totally stressed. No one I can talk to. Three screaming children. Two of which didn’t sleep at all last night & spent the last 8 hours screaming for no reason. One of which woke up early at 8 AM leaving me with about an hour of sleep & just shredded bits of my sanity. Oh, and there is still plenty of crying. I hope they all soon realize that 2 arms cannot hold three babies at once & give me a break.

Hoping for good news today. Any type would be great.

Today was windy.

Emmie Bee — Tue, 11 May 2010 08:05:28 +0000

So, like an idiot, I woke up this morning & decided that I was ready to leave the house BY MYSELF with all three kids. Yes, I do know they are almost 10 weeks old, but I had never gotten up the courage to brave going into public with all three in tow. The 3:1 ratio makes me want to cry just thinking about it.

But, I did it. I got up with my husband & even convinced him to let me share the shower. I got dressed & ready before everyone woke up & after getting everyone changed, fed & dressed we headed out to my uncle’s shop to try to make it there and take photo booth pics with the kids before they came to pick up the machine. Unfortunately, by 1030 the machine was gone. We did however get some left over food from the party which is great because free food is AWESOME.

It’s a real debacle getting three kids loaded & unloaded, let me tell you. Our house is above the garages, which means our front door is on the second story. So, I got everything to the front door. I took Hudson down & put him in his car seat then ran back up & carried the twins down. It takes much to long. Then when we got to my uncles, it was a 10 minute operation to get the stroller out & set-up. Then? Load up the twins into the stroller & then grab Hudson and hold him while pushing the double stroller with one hand. Yeah, not an easy task. It especially sucked since the photo booth was gone & I was there for 5 minutes & then had to spend another 10 minutes loading them BACK INTO the car.

But now- here is where the fun begins! We went to my favorite baby store, Lullaby Lane & got the best spot possible. Like, directly in front of the front door. I parked, set up the stroller & got Truman out & into the stroller. I went around the other side of the car and unbuckled Sawyer. JUST THEN a HUGE gust of wind started & ummm- Truman & the double MacLaren BLEW AWAY. Like, He was traveling at a high rate of speed down the street. I RANNNNNNN way faster than I thought I could and caught up with him right before he crashed into a building like 1/2 a block away. I kid you not. It was EPIC parent fail. I had no idea the MacLaren even had a brake. Luckily, (or unluckily) one of the nice ladies at the store saw him fly away and came running to help. She then kindly waited with the stroller while I loaded Sawyer into it & got Hudson out. I repaid them by spending WAYYY too much- but I had fun shopping. I still felt like a total chump for letting Truman literally blow away. I’m sure they were all judging. Though one of the ladies was nice enough to demonstrate how the hell the brake works.

Not sure I will try that again in the near future.

I feel the need to confess.

Emmie Bee — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 17:13:31 +0000

No, I don’t THINK I’ve done anything wrong- but I am for whatever reason I am feeling really guilty about A DREAM I had last night.

And it’s not even what you’d think. I had a dream that we lived in a house with a loft & no half wall & Hudson FELL off the loft & well, I saw him land. Horrible. Morbid. I woke up and couldn’t breathe for a few seconds.

I’ve never had a dream like that. Why did it happen? I feel like shit for dreaming something like that. It was literally the first nightmare I’ve had in a longgggg time.

I’m kinda having trouble getting past it.

But, on a lighter note- Sawyer totally cries like the count on Seasame Street laughs. AH.AH.AHHHHHH. Hilarious.