Thursday, September 30, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Wardrobe Change

Hello, my name is Sarah and I'm a big girl.
So will one of you PLEASE explain to my mom that I no longer fit in 3-6 month jammies.  See, you can't button up all the snaps and I manage to work a leg out overnight.  Also, mom I know you want me to stay little forever, but it's time to stop trying to cram me into 0-3 month pants and for goodness sake, let's pack away anything that says "newborn" on the label.  Yes mom, even those casual dresses that are hanging in the closet.  I see you eyeballing them thinking you can put me in a pair of jeans and call them a top.  You can't!  Don't try it.  
Here's a couple bucks I found in your purse when you left it on the chair yesterday.  (I can't believe you thought that was out of my reach...ha!)  Why don't you go to target and buy me something new.  It'll be fun.  Come on...I promise to be a good girl while we're in the store.  I'll smile and wave at everyone we pass.  (Oh and daddy, I've got my eyes on your wallet.  As so as I can figure out how pull out the drawers on the dresser so I can climb up it, that wallet is mine.)

Love you,

(P.S, while I'm looking at these pictures can you please give my bangs a trim.  This is getting a bit out of hand.)

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the 5K Challenge

Well ladies and gentlemen, the statue of limitations is up.  Sarah is 9 months old now, so I can no longer hide behind my "I just had a baby excuse" or be consoled by "it took your body 9 months to gain all that weight, you won't change back over night".  Now, I'm not going to sit here and complain that I gained a lot of weight, although this picture does make it look like I did.  (I think I was 36 weeks pregnant at that point and it's a HORRIBLE angle.  I look like I have a shrunken head, and it was at this point I demanded no more pregnant pictures be taken of me.)  I really did a good job of not "eating for 2" and I think I only gained 30 pounds during my pregnancy.

I'm also not going to sit around and cry that I still look gianormously pregnant.  I think I am only carrying 5 extra pounds but I'm really not sure what my starting weight was.   I am just surprised by some things that just haven't gone back to the way before I had Sarah.  I am truly thankful for body God has blessed me with so I try not to complain about things for fear that He'll give me some real challenges to know the difference.

I was watching the Biggest Loser the other night (don't judge me) and I about cried when some guy just fell out when he tried to run a mile (what did I say about not judging me).  That got me thinking about how if Jillian Michaels showed up at my front door and told me to go run a mile, I couldn't.  Then I started thinking about how I've always wanted to run a 5K but I hide my fear of failure behind a long list of excuses.

I've seen a lot of people on facebook updating their status with things like I just completed W2D2 and was a little jealous.  Then my friend Bekah started doing it and blogging about how it was going, and that really got me motivated.

So I got a group together and we agreed to run this program separately but together.  Everyone checked in yesterday saying they completed W1D1 of the program.  I was called "devil woman" and told that I was "severely disliked" but I think deep down inside everyone was proud of themselves for getting out and getting it done.  Tomorrow we run W1D2, and I'm sure I'll have some more disparaging remarks in my message box, but I don't mind being the common enemy as long as it keeps them motivated.

I'll end this by giving you my starting stats and goals.
I currently weigh 155 lbs and wear size 10 pants (funny thing my shorts are all a size 8 so I walk around the house with them unbuttoned and only do them up when I have to leave).
I cannot run for more than 60 seconds before I start wheezing like a fat kid.
My favorite excuses to hide behind: I have bad knees and shin splints; I'm not a morning person; I'm not a runner; I lost my iPod in the flood; I only run if a bear is chasing me.
My running plan: MWF at 6 am so I can be home by the time Chris needs to leave for work.
My goal: Run the St. Jude 5K on December 4th, 2010.  (No time goal, I just want to run the whole thing and preferably without peeing on myself; as other moms can understand your body's just not the same after you push a kid out.)

So I started this entry at about 7:30 this morning, 7 hours later it's still not posted because I don't want to post my starting picture.  I haven't taken a picture where I wasn't sucking in over 4 years.  I started sucking in for pictures when we went to Europe, and am now so accustomed to it, I actually just stand around sucking in.  I console myself by calling it "having a great standing posture".  So I set up the self timer on the camera to take this and forced my self to just let it all hang out.  Here's my starting work out picture.  I'm really hoping the final result looks better, and if it doesn't, don't worry, I'll be sucking in for that one.  =)

And yes, I like to work out in "wife beaters" it makes me feel buff.  It also helps with the sucking in.  I tell my self that "I'm keeping my abs engaged".  And based off this picture, it's a good thing I suck in while working out.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Schwartz's vs Disney on Ice

Amazingly Adorable!

So what started out as a Daddy/Daughter date:

Luckily turned into a family affair and we all got enjoy taking Sarah to Disney on Ice with her BFF Elsie Tate.  I must admit that I was apprehensive at first.  I didn't know how Sarah was going to handle having to sit on our laps for however long the show was.  But with the music and people moving on the ice she was pretty entertained.  Plus, there were tons of people for her to look around at in the box and of course cheerios to bribe her with.  She did a good job and I think she liked it as much as a 9 month old could.    I also had one of those mom moments where I didn't see much of the show because I was looking at Sarah and watching her expressions.  I therefore missed it when one of the people fell.  (Bummer, because that's the best part of ice skating.)

One of the great things was the Joiners got tickets to their company box so the girls had a chance to crawl around and play during intermission.  I think that helped break up the show for them and made Sarah less cranky then she might have been.
Here are the girls sitting in the comfy club chair giving each other a hug.  

For the record and posterity: I just want it to go down in the history books that I, uncrafty Natalie, made the matching tutus for the girls.  I am SO proud of myself. They turned out GREAT!  I even called mom and dad before I tried it on Sarah for the first time and made them get on video chat so they could see her in it.  I then proceeded to go to Auntie Cami's after the show so she could see Sarah in her adorable purple tutu.  And when we got to the baseball field to go visit with Tomi I pulled the tutu out to put on her again and Chris said "really, that again".  Yes that again!  It's so stinkin' cute, Tomi had to see her in it.  It was definitely worth staying up late to make for the girls.  There were many on lookers who pointed and ET and Sarah and said how cute they looked.  

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the 9 month old

Sarah you are now 9 months old!
Status update:
* 16 lbs 12 ounces (in the 12th percentile)
*  27.75 inches long (50th percentile)
*  Head...I forgot to write down, but I remember them saying it was in the 25th percentile)

* You like to go run errands because there are lots of people for you to smile at.  You especially like it when anyone talks to you.  You babble back.
* I think you wave hi to people who wave hi to you.  At first I thought you were just flailing with excitement, but recently you will wave with one hand if someone waves first.  (You still flail with both if you're excited.)
*  You have a little boyfriend at church.  During Elders Quorm a couple of Sundays ago, you and he shared a chair and banged on it the whole time.
*  You survived your first long car ride and did a really good job.
*  You are no longer a big fan of the baby food purees.  You enjoy feeding yourself and especially like green beans and carrots.
*  When we go out to eat we usually order you some mac and cheese.  You seem to enjoy that too.
*  You tried yogurt for the first time tonight and were angry when it was gone.
*  You are doing better with naps.  We try to have you take a 1 hour morning nap.  I'm not actually sure if you sleep, but you don't scream the whole time.  Then you take about 1.5 to 2 hour nap in the afternoon.  You go to bed between 7 and 7:30 and are SUPPOSED to sleep until 7 the next morning.  Sometimes you wake up earlier but you stay content until we come to get you at 7.
* You like daddy more than mommy now.  You bounce and kick your legs when he comes in the room and I swear it sounds like you're saying "hi dada".
*  You and Sophie are getting along better.  She even lets you pet her a few times, but runs away pretty quickly when you let out one of your amazonian screams.
*  You like to play hide and seek with mommy.  Mommy crawls into the guest bedroom and hides behind the bed.  You crawl after her and when you get into the room you make a little "hey" noise.  Then mommy jumps out and says "boo!".  You laugh and crawl over to mommy and climb on top of her.  The she crawls away and the game starts again.
*  You are a very happy and good girl and we love you very much.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Bat Attack

Picture this.  (Ok, that picture really doesn't go with the story but the balcony it was taken on will be referenced.)  After a long drive and playing on the beach it was time to head out to dinner.  However, there was no way Sarah was going to make it through a meal out, so I offered to stay back at the condo and put Sarah down while everyone else went out.  Sarah was POOPED and went down early (6:30) and I settled down to watch some junk on tv.  As I was relaxing all of a sudden something started soaring around the living room.  It came out of now and in this telling of the story it was so big and got so close I could see that it was wearing a Team Jacob tshirt.  Anyway, I flipped out.  Sarah is asleep in her closet and a vampire bat is sailing around the room.  I run out onto the balcony to assess the situation.  I decide to open the sliding door and hope that the bat flies out.  Instead, on its trek towards freedom, the thing slams into the ceiling fan and falls to the ground by the dining table.    I am freaking out.  I don't know if its dead or just stunned but either way I'm not getting close enough to it to find out.  So now I'm really weighing my options.  I could go with my standard cover it with a bowl plan.  (Which would have been cool because then I could have taken a picture of it.)  But I decide, I don't want to get that close to it to have to set the bowl down on top of it.  So I have to go with throwing something over it to cover it up.  The only thing close by that I could toss and have it land on top of the bat and not break is Chris's mom's hat.  So I did what I had to do and tossed good ol' mother-in-law's hat onto of the bat, grabbed my cell phone, and ran out to the balcony where I proceeded to camp out until the guys got home to deal with the bat situation.

And might I add, it's a good thing I did cover the bat with the hat (that's fun to say) because when Chris got home, he slid a magazine under the hat and transported it outside.  When he lifted the hat, the bat was clinging to the inside of it and flew off to freedom.  That thing survived the fan strike!

Luckily, Sarah and I did too.

Monday, September 20, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Posh Digs

We stayed in the COOLEST condo ever while at Perdido Key.  It was the Windemere #908 (that's just for my future reference in case we ever get to go back I would DEFINITELY want to stay there again!)  It had an awesome balcony that wrapped around since it was an end unit.  A boardwalk over to the beach.  A pool for when you were tired of the ocean and this room came with it's own private pool side cabana with a tv, fridge, sink, and bathroom with a shower to get all the sand off before you headed up to the room.  Awesome right!  However, the best part was that everyone got their own bedroom, even Sarah!
Why, yes, that is a closet.  And we did in all seriousness let Sarah sleep in there and for the record she LOVED it.  Sarah sleeps through the night, but like most babies she wakes up from time to time.  She's just able to put herself back to sleep.  However, we stopped in Jackson on the way down to stay the night and it was miserable!  First she woke up once we got there and then it took 2 more hours to convince her to go back to sleep.  Part of the problem was that she could see us from the pack and play and was quite angry that we weren't rescuing her.  So when we got to the condo and saw our gianormous room there were many places we could have put her.  And then we saw the big closet and thought that was the best place.  And it worked out so well!  Sarah loved how dark it was, she wasn't woken up by the sun streaming in through the windows in the morning.  We could hear her without a monitor.  And we even left the bathroom light on and cracked its door so a little light was in the closet making it easier for us to peak on her.  She slept so soundly she didn't mind us walking through the room after she fell asleep or even turning our bedside lights on.  

So yes Sarah, once upon a time, mommy and daddy did turn a closet into your bedroom.  

The Schwartz's vs the Beach Baby

Wow!  I think that's the best word to summarize our past family trip to Perdido Key.  We had a fantastic time taking in some sun, surf, and just hanging out with the Schwartz fam.  A HUGE thank you goes to Ma and Pa Schwartz for organizing and orchestrating the activity and for the 3Hs for entertaining Sarah so well.

This was Sarah's first trip to the beach and it's safe to say she ate enough sand to poop out a castle.

This is her first time crawling around on the sand.  She ate a few handfuls and cried every time, but kept picking them up and trying again.  I really think she did enjoy the sand, until she got a little tired and rubbed some in her eyes.  Then it was no fun for her.  

The 2nd day she was being a little paci addict so this was the best picture I could snap before we headed down to join the others on the beach.  She also didn't take her morning nap which was probably my fault because I was so excited to get down to the water.  Anyway, so she was a little cranky faced.Daddy set up a blow up pool to create a sand free zone for her to hopefully deter the sand eating.  So instead she chewed on a shovel while Chis, Adam, Dennis, and the boys built a sand castle.   
And of course what trip to the beach would be complete without a walk in the sand?Check out that carrier!  It means serious business and takes the whole "daddy pack" to the next level.  While we're walking Chris says, "I wouldn't mind one of these for my birthday"...keep dreaming.  But that thing was pretty awesome!

We headed into Pensacola one evening to go to Flounders.  Angela introduced me to that place when she and I went to FL after we both got our masters so now Chris and I have gone ever time we've been to the Pensacola area (a whooping 2 times).  It's a neat place with great seafood.  Sarah ate some mac and cheese and since we were out past her bed time she rubbed some in her eye on accident.  It became red and swollen and scared me to death.  I didn't even take a picture I was so worried!  But luckily it worked itself out and was much better the next day.So we spent Saturday at the pool since Sarah LOVES the pool so much.  She swam and splashed and played for more than an hour.  And then crashed when we got back to the room.  Awesome!  After her nap the guys were back from golfing so we took the kids to the Perdido Key Kids park which was way cool.  It was built by I think 800 volunteers in 9 days.    It had tons of swings and cool wooden structures for the kids to play on and even a couple of rock climbing walls!  I wish we had one of those up here in Atoka to play on.  

We had such a great time!  I've got a few other stories to tell from the trip.  But I didn't think to take pictures to go along with the best story so that post will be forth coming.  For now, I have to grab Sarah and go get ready to go to the Y.   

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Pony Ride

So this past weekend was a busy one!  We had an AWESOME auxiliary training done by Sis. Dibbs of the General YW presidency.  (Did you know that she was President Monson's daughter?)  Then Saturday we had Chris's company picnic (tons of fun) and Megan's wedding reception (good food and great people).  Then Sunday I woke up with the bubonic plague.  Today I look and feel like death warmed over.  I'd take a picture of what that looks like, but it's not pretty so I'll spare you.

So let's focus on the most exciting event from this weekend.  Sarah said, "Daddy,  I want to ride the pony" and since she has Chris wrapped around her little finger she got what she wanted.
She was a little unsure when the pony first started moving but she did a good job.  It was a little like the first time she played in a swing.  She didn't smile, but she didn't cry and the next time she loved it.  So maybe next year at the picnic she'll really love the pony ride.

And of course, what post could be complete without some reference to a bodily function?  So we put Sarah up on the pony to take a picture and the beast starts peeing!  I jumped away as far as I could get while still holding Sarah on safe so I didn't get horse pee splashed on my leg.  I think this picture says it all.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Labor Day Weekend

What a BEAUTIFUL weekend!  The weather was great and the company was fantastic (though it did eventually end in a trip to the ER).

Friday, I enjoyed going to a baby shower for a friend who is having her first girl after 2 boys!  How exciting!  Welcome to the world of hair bows and monograms.  I even debuted my crafty side by making her a sign for the hospital door and then later her nursery (if she doesn't throw it away).
Then we really kicked the weekend off with a cook out with the Schwartz fam Saturday.  The weather was so amazing that we sat on the deck after lunch until it was time for dinner.  That's right, we managed to mooch 2 meals out of ma and pa Schwartz.  (Awesome!)

Sunday was some of the same ol' same ol'.  Enjoyed church followed by a nap.  Then some afternoon playing in the backyard and a walk with some good friends at the new neighborhood park in Atoka.  Sarah really enjoyed crawling on the playground equipment and going down the slide and all around just hanging about.
Then Monday we had a great time at the zoo with some friends from church.  The weather was great, the kids enjoyed looking at all the animals.  We even had a nice picnic over by the Teton Trek.  But I think the highlight of the trip was going into the seasonal birds and bees exhibit where you can buy a feeder stick and feed the birds.  Chris and a great time attracting birds onto the stick for Sarah to see and try to reach her hand out and grab.  
We ended the day with our last trip to the outdoor pool and then grilling up some burgers and fingers with the Joiners.  

Sometimes I get a little pouty that I live in the middle of timbuktu.  But then I have days like this where I realize how blessed we are.  We are so grateful to have such wonderful friends and family to spend time with.  It's really a nice that there are so many families at church who live near by and have kids close to Sarah's age that we can call and say "want to meet at the zoo for a walk and a picnic".  And I don't know what we'd do without the Joiners.  Elsie Tate and Sarah are destined to be BFF's.  Not to mention all the good times and great laughs the adults enjoy together.  I guess all you can say is, good friends are family.

(I think this is another example of one of Sarah's not so great pictures.  But it was the only family pic we took at the zoo.)

Saturday, September 4, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Gene Pool

So as Sarah is getting older, she's starting to show whose genes were more determined to pass their information along.  When she was a baby, EVERYONE said she looked like Chris.  I'm actually not really good at "seeing" people in her, so honestly I can't tell who she looks like.  But that might also be because Chris and I look freakishly similar.  We've been told by more than one person that we look like siblings, which is really creepy and annoying.  What adult holds hands with their brother?  Anyway, I digress.

This past week I've realized that I passed a long a very persistent and not so pleasant trait.  I, my friends, am NOT a morning person.  Never have been, and despite the best intentions, I probably never will be. I love my sleep; I especially love my sleep in the morning.  There's nothing better than sleeping in.  Unfortunately, Sarah has not yet discovered the joys of sleeping in.  So every morning 7 am she wakes up...ticked off.  There is no happy playing in her crib sounds like after naps.  Nope, there are just shrills and wails.  And pretty much nothing will make her happy until she's fully awake and no longer irritated (this usually happens around 8.)  What is REALLY funny though, is that was EXACTLY the way I was when I worked.  I got up at 7, irritated to be awake, got ready for work and then drove to school.  Some people would ask if the 30 min commute irritated me.  Nope, because by the time I got to work by 8, I was no longer in my cranky morning mood.  

Let me just say, I'm not looking forward to trying to wake the monster for early morning seminary during her high school years and am contemplating moving to Utah for those 4 years to enjoy during school hours seminary and avoid having another seminary drop out in the family.  

Crabby Sarah