2011-01-21

Sledding

We had promised the girls that we would go sledding as a family, but it just wasn't working. If we didn't already have plans on the weekend, it was much too frigid to venture out. Last weekend, however, we had the perfect combination of warmer temps and an open schedule.

Bekah was super gung-ho about the whole thing. As soon as we got to Freeman Park, she took off running to the hill with her saucer, zoomed down and ran back up again exclaiming, "Wa-hoo!"

After Seth pointed out the jumps that other people had built up, Bekah positioned her sled to hit one every time. She even thought the huge berm that had been built up in front of an electrical box to keep people from hitting it was a jump as well.

Ana was a little more reserved. She enjoyed going down a few times, but she also spent a lot of time sitting on the little fence at the top of the hill. Or checking out the picnic shelter.

Or pulling the little sled around.

Miriam was the least-enthused of all. She tolerated going down the hill a few times, but mostly she just whined.

Seth and Miriam after a run down the hill on a saucer.

This next picture pretty well sums up Miri's feelings for sledding.

Meh.

2011-01-12

Miri's procedure

Miri has been a crybaby since the day she was born. It's not that she's overly emotional or fussy; she's actually a very mellow baby. Rather, she had blocked tear ducts. Sometimes people would comment on how sad our baby must be because of her watery eyes or tears running down her cheeks.

I brought up the issue with our pediatrician when Miri was just weeks old. He prescribed eye drops to get rid of the extra gunk her eyes were producing, and he told us to wait. Apparently, some plugged ducts clear up on their own.

When that didn't work, the pediatrician suggested that we massage the inside corners of her eyes to help them open up.

When that didn't work, I had to schedule an appointment with an ophthalmologist to see if we could take care of the problem before it became a bigger problem.

At our appointment yesterday, he explained that in some babies' tear ducts, the membranes that are supposed to open up and become valves don't. Miriam's problem was her upper valve. He told me that probing the tear duct is the next step in opening up the valves, and if I wanted him to, he could do it right then and there.

Since the big girls were happily watching a movie with my dad at his place and I'd have to shell out an extra co-pay to schedule another time to do the procedure, I gave the doctor the okay.

A lovely diagram I borrowed from webmd.com.

His assistant came in and strapped Miri to a papoose board and held her head while the doctor administered a numbing eye drop, then used a tool to open up the tear duct before inserting a thin, flexible wire into the canal. Of course, Miri was none too pleased. She screamed and cried like I haven't heard before. After the doctor flushed the canal with water, he had to repeat the steps with the other eye.

Once free from the board, Miri glared at the doctor and happily accepted her pacifier and some snuggles from me. The doctor sounded positive about the probing. He said that sometimes babies have a lot of bone around the upper valve, which leads to unsuccessful probing. He didn't feel that with Miri's eyes, however.

We're hopeful this took care of the problem. Already, Miriam's eyes are less watery, and yesterday she cried her first real tear; it came from the inside corner of her eye instead of welling up until it overflowed from the middle. The doctor said to give it two to three weeks to make sure that the valve stays open. If not, we'll have to go to the hospital and have tubes inserted to force the valves open. Blech. I'm hoping we can avoid that.

Miri the day after her tear duct probing. She's a tiny bit swollen and red under her eyes, but otherwise fine.

A quick trip

Four days after Christmas, we braved the nasty roads to go to Salt Lake. My brother's wife and kids were there visiting her family, and since Salt Lake is SO much closer than San Antonio, this was a great chance to horn in on a Genetti family get-together to see our Texas family. (Ethan was in Iraq at the time, but he's home now! Huzzah!)

It was a quick there-and-back trip with just one night in the hotel. But we managed to pack in a lot of fun things along the way.

Before the Texas cousins showed up, we took the time to view the Christus at the North Visitors' Center at Temple Square. Here Analee and Seth view the statue.

Grandpa Scott tells the grandkids about their ancestor, Henry Grow, who helped to design and build the domed roof of the Tabernacle.

The grandkids on the temple steps. Mason, Samuel, Spencer, Rebekah and Analee. (Miriam was asleep in the stroller.)

After dinner that evening, Teressa, her boys and Grandma and Grandpa Scott stuck around Temple Square to see the lights. Since it was blizzarding and we have a wee one, we opted out and went swimming at the hotel pool instead. Miriam LOVED the water! She kept splashing and splashing and didn't even mind when it got on her face.

Analee in the pool. Last year, she was fearless in the pool. Now she's older and wiser. She wouldn't go in the pool without two forms of flotation.

The next day, we visited the planetarium at the Gateway. Bekah was an insatiable appetite for learning about all things science-related, so she really enjoyed all the displays. Here she is bouncing on the moon-like landscape.

Miriam getting a shoulder ride from Andrea. This baby is obsessed with hair. She loves pulling it and laughs merrily as she does.

After the planetarium, we grabbed some lunch before heading home on dry roads. Analee enjoyed her Dairy Queen ice cream cone at the Gateway food court.

To see more pictures from our trip and Christmas, click here.

2011-01-10

Christmas festivities

I know, I know. It's mid-January and I'm JUST blogging about Christmas?! But here's the deal. I was waiting on pictures. And I'm lazy. And you know how the holidays get crazy-busy. And I'm lazy. And I'm lazy. Did I say that one already?

So, without further ado, here's how we spent our Christmas!

Christmas Eve was 100 percent perfect. We started out the day by visiting the Museum of Idaho's free Christmas exhibit. We let Bekah loose with the camera, and here's what she documented:

Various nativity displays, gingerbread houses, Kwanzaa and Hanukkah decor, Idaho history displays and a few self-portraits.

Next we drove to a neighbor's house for a sleigh ride.

Seth, Bekah (behind him in the silver coat) and Miriam riding on a two-horse open sleigh driven by our neighbor, Blake Ford.

Ana and Andrea on the sleigh. Bekah and Miri liked the ride, Ana ... not so much.

Then I had the pleasure of taking a 2-hour nap while Seth entertained the girls. (Like I said, a PERFECT Christmas Eve.)

Afterward, we loaded up the girls to go to Grandpa Wirkus' house for an evening of German fare and pajama presents from Grandma and Grandpa Scott.

Miriam getting a bite of red cabbage. She loved it.

Bekah and Ana modeling their new pajamas.

After dinner, we went to Seth's parents' house for more present opening and a Skype call with Seth's brother in Boston. (Unfortunately, we didn't have our camera with us.)

Christmas Day, I woke up too early (good thing I had that nap) and had to sneak downstairs to "read the Internet" (as Seth and I put it) before everyone else got up. I must have been too noisy, because shortly thereafter, the girls woke up. We had told them they weren't allowed out of bed before 7 a.m., but with everyone awake, we decided to go down 30 minutes early.

After the general unwrapping and gift enjoyment, Seth's parents came over and brought even more presents. Then we packed it up again and went to my parents' house for yet more presents.

Bekah looking at the fairy mermaid she received from Grandma and Grandpa Scott.

Analee inspecting her fairy mermaid.

Miriam the man-eater. She got a hold of the Ken doll Ana received from Santa.

Seth, Andrea and Ana reading on Grandma and Grandpa Scott's couch. Did I mention that Seth gave me a Kindle for Christmas? I'm not nearly cool enough to own such a device, but I must say that I love it.

2011-01-03

9-month checkup

Two days after Christmas, I dragged all three girls in to the doctor's office to get flu shots (actually, mist for the big girls) and to have Miri's well-baby checkup. The doctor said she's on target developmentally, but she's a little underweight. He suggested that I increase the number of times I nurse her a day. I nodded my head, yet disagreed internally. I know the way ours girls are: skinny and big-headed. Case in point:

Miriam at 9 months
Weight: 17 pounds, 10 ounces (29th percentile)
Height: 28.5 inches (82nd percentile)
Head: 18.25 inches (97th percentile)

Bekah exhibited our family's growth tendencies to the extreme:

Rebekah at 9 months
Weight: 15 pounds, 9 ounces (5th percentile)
Height: 26.5 inches (5th percentile)
Head: don't have the exact measurement or percentile, but it was off the charts

As long as my girls are happy and healthy, I'm happy too. And Miriam is obviously both--she eats well, sleeps well and fills her diapers. Who could ask for anything more?

What's that? You could ask for something more? All right, name it. I see. ... You want to see an extremely cute picture of all three of our girls getting cleaned up in our hotel room's bathtub following a splashy dip in the hotel pool on our recent excursion to Salt Lake City? Happy to oblige: