Monday, January 11, 2016

422 13th St: Christmas House Tour


I put this off for most of the Christmas season because I was still tweaking things and waiting until I got everything 'just right.' Of course now that Christmas is over, our house is looking its best and I'm not ready to take anything down. Plus we got some awesome throw blankets, ornaments, and other pretties for gifts so I accidentially continued decorating...even though Christmas was over two weeks ago.

For Josh and I, keeping Christmas alive well past December 25th lets us enjoy it longer, minus the craziness that most of December usually brings. Parties, events, traveling...all of that is done for the most part and we're just left to cuddle in our pretty house and play with our new toys and read our new books. :)

This post will just be a photo dump because it would get waaaay too long if I described everything going on in each picture. I do think I'll do a tutorial on how I decorated our tree this year because I'm pretty proud of how it came together after the planning I did all year. :) So here's 422 13th St. at Christmastime in all its glory...

Outside...







Kitchen...









Dining Room...







Living Room...



























Guest Bedroom..








Maverick's Room...









Master Bedroom...














If you made it this far and have questions about where I found something, how I crafted something, or anything else from my little Christmas House Tour...just message me and ask! I thought about explaining each room with a lot of information, but realized very few people care about THAT much decorating detail. So seriously...if you're dying to make a hymnal wreath or you need to know where I found some of that amazing glittery ribbon...just lemme know. :)

MmB

Friday, January 8, 2016

In Which We Jokingly Treat Maverick Like an Adult...

This is what gets Maveick put in his room for a nap. The I'm-Getting-Tired-So-I'm-Annoyed-At-You-Talking face. ;)

These are phrases Josh and I commonly sarcastically use because a four month old baby has no idea what we're saying...but it's funny to treat a baby like an adult for our own entertainment. Mav gets his fair share of baby talk from us and everyone else that sometimes we like to switch it up a little bit.

...we think we're funny anyway...


Now that Maverick yells at me when he's hungry instead of crying:
"I can't understand what you're saying when you shout at me."

When it's nearing naptime and it's where he's headed anyway:
"If you don't stop it right now you're going to your room."

If we're somewhere and Maverick has been distracted, which leads to him being crabby/hungry a little early:
"Maverick, you didn't use your time wisely the last time you ate so that's why you're hungry now."

When his poop leaks out the sides or the top of his diaper a little bit:
"Maverick that was naughty!"

When we left Maverick with Jamie last week to go get Mexican and Maverick spent the better part of their time together shouting at Jamie:
"Maverick you need to be nice to Auntie Jamie when she babysits you."

Last night when he was crabby 30 minutes before his usual bedtime:
"You have two options. You can stay up and little longer and watch The Office with us or you can be crabby and go to bed early. Choose wisely."

Maverick tends to puke secretly/quietly, so I just casually mention this to him:
"Maveick just let me know if you spit up, I'll be over here."

Josh's favorite phrase. This covers general fussing, but more specifically crying at bedtime, crying in the car, or being mad about tummy time:
"Maverick, please get your crap together."

Our current favorite nicknames include:
Mav
Little Mav
Maverick Man
Little Maverick
Dork
Peanut
Punk

And what started as a joke but has quickly become my favorite (thanks to Uncle Nathan) Mav-RICO (semi-influenced by Buddy The Elf during the Christmas season).

MmB

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Maverick: Four Month Update


Maverick turned four months old last week and I just can't believe it. I know I say that every month...he changes so fast! I'm literally with him every minute of every day and I STILL feel like I'm missing stuff. How is that possible?!

Still in size 1 diapers, not sure how much he weighs (his appointment is on Thursday!), almost out of 0-3 month clothes...and headed into our 3-6 month outfits of the day! So I'm gathering this means he's still on the petite side, but I don't mind. Maverick smiles CONSTANTLY when he's awake and is starting to laugh here and there but it's still not consistent. Tossing him around usually gets daddy some smiles and pinching his chubby legs and butt usually gets some laughs for mommy.

At the end of last month he was working on grabbing his feet and had success right around the 4-month mark. Now I can't get them out of his mouth. He's always taking his socks off and I find him with frozen feet if he's been on the floor playing for a while. He'll pick up his legs and slam them down which is starting to get him places slowly but surely. Last night I found that he had worked himself all the way off his play mat, off the rug, and on to the hardwood floor...no wonder he was starting to crab!

In the rolling department...also something that's getting him places. He picks up his legs, can rock side to side and is sooo close to figuring out how to flip all the way over. Of course once that happens he won't be a happy camper because he only happily tolerates about seven minutes of tummy time before getting frustrated. He started to be a lot better at lifting his head and using his neck when he's on the floor instead of just 'resting' and ignoring the entire point of my forced tummy efforts. Maverick also likes his Bumbo and can last in there about 10 minutes before getting tired and slumping over (which is hilarious to observe).


Maverick still attempts to put everything in his mouth but this month he got a lot better at grabbing at things and bringing them to his mouth. His favorites are Sophie the Girraffe and Kiki the Elepnant. He likes reading and grabs the book and slaps the pages while we read. The other day Jamie caught him trying to grab and eat his feet, eat on his elephant, pull down the toys on his play mat, and 'rolling' to the side all at the same time. Well done, Mav...well done.

Until this past week Maverick was pretty indifferent about 'standing' but he's started a little 'jumping' and standing up here and there when he's on our lap. He's beginning to tolerate his carseat less and less if the timing isn't 'perfect' with his schedule. If I put him in there while he's still happy but headed toward a nap I have great success and he'll nap for as long as I allow it. If I wait it out too long and it's too close to nap...he's a crab about it, doesn't sleep well, and ends up waking up sooner than I want during the ride. He also has to be MOVING if he's in the seat...none of this strapping him in and putting him by the door to wait until we have our shoes and coats on. Once he's in there it has to be GO TIME. The same applies to our shopping trips. We can shop almost as long as I want as long as I don't pause to examine something for too long.

During the month of December we had SO much going on that I was kind of all over the place with his schedule. I still stuck to it loosley but there were days when we'd host parties or had friends over until 1am that he would be up to eat at 7 and then we all went back to bed until...ahem...9...or 10 on occasion. Planning parties, attending graduation, going to family gatherings, and other Christmas traveling meant I had to shift him around in order to carry on with normal life...so we're spending the month of January buckling down and getting back to work on the schedule and the sleep training. That was the other thing...in a house full of family or friends spending the night, I wasn't going to let Mav cry it out in the middle of the night even when I knew he didn't need to eat. I gave in and fed him and the whole time I just kept thinking...I'm un-doing everything I just accomplished! Haha. It wasn't too terrible and he's a pretty good sleeper almost anywhere as long as I re-create his environment with his pack-and-play, sheets, swaddle, paci, and noice app. Over Christmas he slept in a closet, a utility room, a hotel room, in a basement, and in the same room where we were sleeping...so I'd say we've had success with him adjusting to sleeping almost anywhere.

Scheduling his little life is one of the best things I think we've done. As soon as he hit one month I knew we needed some stability and consistency, even if most momma's think that's too early (For some babies maybe it is! For Maverick it just so happened to work well). With that I've been able to figure him out sooo much better. He eats, he's up for an hour to an hour and a half...I start watching for his sleepy signals (in Maverick's case this is when his happy jabbering turns to crabby jabbering) and then he heads in for a nap whether he likes it or not. He operates like clockwork. Sometimes he goes down happy and sometimes he goes down crabby, but usually cries for no more than five minutes. And he almost always wakes up with a giant smile on his face...morning, noon, and night. That's also when he's the cuddliest. ;)


Maverick had some hiccups with sleeping through the night (when he'd been doing SO well! I mentioned in my last post when it was starting) at the beginning of this month but he's past that for now. He went through a week or so where he was up and crying at 1 or 2 and then AGAIN at 3 or 4. It might have been the weirdest most frustrating thing about him so far because it was so different than how he'd been...well...since birth. 4-6 night hour streches have always been common for him but that dang four-month sleep regression gets the best of even the most laid back babies apparently. ;)

He's been crusing on a 9:30/10:00 bedtime, somtimes up to eat at 5, 6 or 7, then up for the day at 9:00. He's painfully close to those magic 12-hours-a-night. For as scheduled as we are during the day, you'd probably assume we have this precious bedtime routine every night but that is not the case. Sometimes we cuddle. Every three nights it's a bath before bedtime. Sometimes we read books. Most of the time though, Josh and I are too enthralled in binge watching The Office on Netflix that we just put him down between episodes. Perhaps that was too honest...we're bad parents. Haha. No but seriously...it's not like he will ever remember if we lotioned him, read three books, prayed, did a dance, spun around six times, massaged him, rocked him, and then sang Jesus Loves Me while we leave his room. The infant stage is not really the time for this nonsense in my opinon. His bedTIME is consistent and Josh and I are just living our lives and adjusting to this parenting thing as we go. And that means our winter is spent cuddling in front of the TV is not up for negotiation...even with a new baby. We wrap him, love on him quick, then plop him down in his crib. He usually cries for less than five minutes or not at all and that's that.

He's more opinionated that last month...in fact his 'crying' before a nap is more like shouting or yelling at me which is funny now but won't always be, I'm sure. He only wants his paci when he's in his carseat trying to sleep or in his crib going to sleep. And even then it just offends him if he's too upset. This might because in the beginning these were the only times when it seemed like he *needed* the paci and the rest of the time I basically just forgot about it. Oops?

We went swimming for the first time a couple days ago and it went FABULOUSLY. The water was even kind of chilly and he totally didn't mind! We weren't in long, but water continues to be one of his favorite things. He spends the first 5-10 minutes of his bath going crazy kicking, splashing, and slapping his hands in the water. I've also started pouring water over his head when he's sitting up to get him used to water on his face and in his eyes. Josh hates it and I love it...no suprises there. His mullet is getting longer and longer and I'm done with it as soon as Erin Hood will help me trim it up a little (hopefully this month). His legs are getting chubbier by the day, though they're still chicken legs by most people's standards. He pulls my hair, pinches my arms when I'm changing him, and is still the best little farter I've ever known.

I thought I'd include Maverick's New Year's Resolutions in this post as well.

1. More tummy time.
2. More Bumbo time.
3. More Baby Einstein and less Kardashians.

So there you have it. Our little Maverick is four months old and I know I'll eat these words in a year when I have an active crazy toddler who won't stop moving and refuses to nap...but the days go by SO FAST! I know I have a couple hours in the morning to accomplish stuff around the house and I have a couple hours in the afternoon to get back to work and then the evening is here and Josh and I settle in for a night of Fixer Upper and it's already time for another day! Maybe that was just because December flew by...I probably won't feel the same way in a couple months when I'm sick of winter, but that's where we're at right now. Living this beautiful (scheduled ;) life and loving every minute of it with our little Maverick. :)

MmB

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Christmas Letter 2015


{photography by Libby Asay Studio}

For those of you who follow this blog from afar, or don't recieve our letter every year...here it is for you to enjoy anyway. :)

This letter seems a little silly to me because, let's all face it...the biggest news of the year was me being born. Everything else you're about to read isn't too important. Just humor my parents by pretending to care...ok?

So let's start back at last Christmas. My mom and dad had just gotten back from the Dominican Republic; finished tearing up all the floors in our house; hosted Thanksgiving and a bunch of Christmas parties; and all the while...dodged endless questions about my future existence. Seriously...what was taking them so long to have some babies? It sounds like they had a lot of fun in the five years before I cam around...but turns out I was secretly living in my mommy's tummy since Thanksgiving! On Christmas Day when mom and dad were driving from Manson to Ankeny they stopped at our house to pick up the presents for my cousings. I don't know how mom figured it out but she told my daddy when he came in from checking on the Christmas lights before we left for Christmas #2. It wsa our very first Christmas as a family of three!

They kept me a secret for a while and told the grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends in February. Mom announced me, along with her retirement from cheer coaching, in March and I made my first appearance on Instagram and Facebook soon after that. Actually, mom told Tami (her boss at Century 21) before she told anyone else because she couldn't get through her annual review without letting Tami know I was due on August 28th...and she would be staying home to hang out with me all the time after that! Along with my daily demands, she tries to keep dad organized and lets me swing for a few hours each week while she does the invoicing on our computer at home.

With the news of my upcoming arrival, daddy got to work growing Boersma Lawn care just like he does every spring...but this year was a little harder because he was finishing mommy's pretty floors; hiring and training new employees; buying a new trailer; buying a new John Deere mower; and doing almost everything by himself! He is really somthing that dad of mine. I keep hearing him say I'll be starting to work with him in the spring "to earn my keep around here" but then I hear mom remind him about our pland to spend every day at the swimming pool next summer and I have to say...I'm kind of relieved.  I also have library time, walks at Ada Hayden, endless play dates, Target runs, and trips to Twin Lakes on my list of things to do. In fact, I've taken quite a few drives around the lake already!

When I didn't come on August 28th, mom and dad decided to schedule me to be born on Monday August 31st. The three of us really like schedules because we are so busy all the time! I didn't come until 12:14 on September 1st and in the meantime, they spent their time at the hospital napping, watching How I Met Your Mother, and relaxing. What a vacation I gave them! And even once I came, I was pretty perfect and rarely cried. That wasn't sarcasm, I hear them talk about it whenever we drive by the hospital...which is a lot because we still live at 422 13th St. in Ames (even though dad really could use a bigger space to run BLC and I'd prefer a better location for my future tree house).

Enough about them...here's what I'm up to these days. I get to cuddle and eat every three hours. I like to swing, watch movies with dad, kick in the bath tub, and go on walks around the nreighborhood in the storller. I don't really 'like' all the errands, shopping, and decorating mom drags me around to, but like I said...it will be a few years before I can spend my days helping dad. Mom rewards my good behavior during our shopping trips by 'wearing' me in the antique stores we visit and I go right to sleep. I love naps, I put myself to sleep (they make me cry and it's infurating but mom doesn't want me to be spoiled like she was), and recently I've enjoyed meeting new friends at the Cornerstone D6 nursery. As you can probably tell from this letter, I am quite a talker...especially now that Im' awake a lot more during the day.

I guess my parents fixed up an acreage a couple years ago? Good thing they did that before I came! Anyway, the renters out there are great. But my personal favorites are the 'renters' in our basement who visit and play with me all the time...Auntie Jamie and Sarah watch me while mom and dad go to Connection Group and lately we've had a lot of fun Christmas nights cuddled up watching Hallmark movies by the tree. We are hosting a lot of parties this December and I'm already having a blast joining in all the traditions mom and dad love this time of year.

Now more than ever, mom has mad respect for Mary who traveled to Bethlehem on a donkey when she was nine months pregnant. You guys...Jesus was the King and he was born in a barn? Dad actually thinks that sounds pretty cool because he loves barns, but I don't think mom would have enjoyed that. They wanted me to remind everyone that the trees and glitter and cookies are all really fun stuff...but the Savior who was born as a baby in a barn is the reason for it all.

-Maverick