Thursday, January 29, 2009

Getting The Last Minute Stuff Done

I finally got around to looking for Warren's scrapbook, and, naturally, I had a very hard time. Any scrapbookers out there, you know what I'm talking about! I wanted a 12x12 album with some preprinted 'Baby's First Year' pages to record all the cheesy "this is when we found out we were having you" and "this is what we did to prepare" and all that, just like a regular baby book. But I also need it to be post bound, so I can add all the pages I need to do my own from-scratch scrapbooking. Ava's is perfect, it has all that, but the preprinted pages have a border that's not that great, so I didn't want to get one from that company, which I think is the only company that makes what I want (, if anyone would like one, they're really very nice.) And Scott's does all that too, but it's not 12x12, so you can't use plastic page protectors, and you have to be really creative with your layouts. BUT, they only make two books, a boy or a girl. And I don't want their books to be the same! So, long story short, I went with one like Scott's, but from a different company, so it won't match.
It looks really girlie, so hopefully it's not. I got it at if anyone is interested. I can't wait till it gets here so I can get started! I also need a new family scrapbook, the one I'm using right now is literally bursting at the seams. One day I'll figure out how to scan 12x12 pages into the computer (I know it's possible!) so that I can post those pics instead of boring old camera shots! Next on my last minute list? A diaper bag. I love the one I used for Ava and Scott, but after two babies, it's getting just a tad worn out. It's really starting to hit- I'm gonna have another baby in twenty seven (or LESS) days! Yippee!!!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Happy Birthday Daddy!

Well yesterday was Nick's thirty first birthday. It's so depressing how birthdays just aren't that big of a deal after you're, like, ten, isn't it? I was supposed to work, but they asked me to swap, so I got to stay home and at least bake a cake (chocolate chip pound cake, yum!) Obviously Ava and Scott were thrilled to help- I missed the shot of Scott leaning all the way over to lick the mixer WHILE IT WAS STILL ATTACHED TO THE APPLIANCE- gross! Thus is life at the Engelbrecht house. Look how excited Ava is about those chocolate chips!Now she's trying to figure out what's happening to the eggs she put in- and probably looking at some eggshells too.
And here we are unwrapping the gift- yes, it's wrapped in pink paper. That's all I had, and I don't apologize for it at all! I don't think anyone minded. Naturally, I got him something from Williams and Sonoma. For the past few years, all of our gifts for each other have come from there!It's a non stick pan and cookie cutter type thing to make french bread pizza, which they are calling pizza sticks, I have no idea why. We make a lot of pizzas, but me and Nick like opposites, and the kids just want pineapples. So now we can all have our own, but they'll cook at the same time. Genius. I just love Williams and Sonoma!!!
So happy birthday babe, sorry it wasn't very exciting. Kinda thought I might have the baby, but no dice. Guess he's still not ready. Four more weeks!!!

Sunday, January 25, 2009


You know that song 'That's What I love about Sundays'? Well I love Sundays now too. Still not too excited about not working AT ALL after Warren gets here, but I'm so so so thankful that, now that I'm out of the Navy, I get every single Sunday off. I wouldn't trade that for ANYTHING. Nick always lets me sleep until I'm ready to get up, then I get to take a shower before I even go downstairs. Yes, that's a shower, by myself, upstairs, by myself, with no kids banging on the gate at their bedroom asking me how much longer I'm going to be. So that's the first thing I love about Sundays. Then I go down, and the kids are already fed and playing quietly, and Nick eats with me while I clip the coupons in the Sunday paper! The new, even-more-dorky-me gets SUPER excited about this. Then we head to church, which Ava loves and Scott, even though he still screams at drop off, is getting more and more accustomed to.

And today, we changed it up a little! I know, I know, you're thinking, 'is this Jennifer? She would NEVER change her routine!' But we usually just go to worship and then home, so we can get lunch right away and get naps. So today they started a new Sunday school class for gospel driven parenting, and I just HAD to go. I mean, my kids are pretty easy and I think I'm doing a decent job, but there wasn't a doubt in my mind from the instant I read the announcement in the bulletin before Christmas that God set this class up for me. So today was their first day staying in the nurseries for both hours (which actually is three hours). They seemed to do all right, just really tired, no surprise there. So hopefully they'll sleep good and hard and then just play until dinner time. Nice lazy-but-still-productive day, right?

Friday, January 23, 2009

Found This on Another Blog...Thought it was Cute

Life of a Mom....

Recently, I was diagnosed with CAADD – Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:

I decide to do the laundry. As I start toward the laundry room, I notice that there are cheerios all over the floor and my car keys are in the cereal bowl. I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry.

I lay my car keys down on the counter, put the cheerios in the trash can under the counter, and notice that the trash can is full. So I decide to take out the trash.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mail box when I take out the trash I may as well pay the bills first. I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check left, my extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom, so I go to my desk where I find a sippy cup full of juice.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I decide I should put the sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye - - they need to be watered.

I set the sippy cup on the counter, and I discover baby wipes that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I'd better put them back in the bathroom, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the wipes back down, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote, one of the kids left it on the kitchen table. I realize that after school when they go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote as they fight over who lost it, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table.

So I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers. I splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor. So I set the remote back down, get some paper towels and wipe up the spill. Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day: The laundry isn't washed, the bills aren't paid, there is a warm cup of juice sitting on the counter, the flowers aren't watered, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can't find the remote, I can't find the wipes, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys. Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired. I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail. Don't laugh – if this isn't you yet, your day is coming...

Thursday, January 22, 2009

I Heart Beth Moore

First things first, I am a die hard Lost fanatic. And I usually go to bed a nine o'clock. BUT since it was the season premiere last night, I hunkered down for the long haul and stayed up until eleven (!!!) to watch. And was more than slightly disappointed. Trying not to get too bummed out, but come on. I'm sort of a sci fi nerd, and time travel just isn't my thing, it gets too stupid with the whole changing the past and future and blah blah blah. Gimme a break, find a more original story line please. But, I'm gonna give them the benefit of the doubt, assuming it was get as awesome as ever next week...but still bummed.

All right, now for what I really wanted to ramble about. I did my first Beth Moore Bible study last fall, it was Stepping Up and I wasn't blown away by it. All you hear about in the Christian woman's world is how amazing Beth Moore is, and she really is, I just wasn't moved by the Stepping Up study. But three weeks ago we started Esther and WOW. Can I double WOW?!?! It's so good! Beth Moore is AMAZING!!! I've just never seen anything like her! She just knows EVERYTHING there is to know about the Bible. The study is all about how tough it is being a woman (DUH) and how even the slightest, most seemingly insignificant woman (girl) can make such a HUGE difference if she lets herself be directed by God. It's really good, if you ever get the chance to do it, DO IT!!!

One of the things she kept hitting on last night (via the DVD, she's not actually IN my class or anything, but it sure feels like she is) was how tough it is being a woman when there's so much hostility AMONG WOMEN. Like, women go out of their way to alienate each other and make each other feel as lonely as possible in the very situations where we should be finding the best companionship. Friendship is so difficult because girls are viscous! It just really spoke to me. Then she went on the discuss how insecurity is at the heart of every rivalry, and by then I was ready to just start crying!!! She's just so amazing. She ended by talking about Mean Girls and taking apart Romans 12:17-21, one of my old school faves 'Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay,"says the Lord...Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good." Isn't that just the best philosophy to try and live by? It's so simple, but so so important!!! All right, I'm done.

Now THAT'S What I'm Talking About!

So, more on my recent obsession with bargain shopping, I finally pulled off a big one!!! I was off on Wednesday this week, so I got the ads out early in the morning and went thru my coupons and planned the perfect trip! Farm Fresh was having a super sale on Pop Tarts and some cereals, and I had some great coupons, and on Wednesday they double up to a dollar. So, I got (drumroll please!) two boxes of cereal (9oz each, which is smaller than I'd usually get, but worth it), two boxes of Pop Tarts, and two jars of peanut butter (again, smaller than I'd usually buy) for THREE DOLLARS AND EIGHTEEN CENTS!!! That's like fifty cents per item!!! And I could have saved another dollar twenty but I lost the second peanut butter coupon. I guess when things are buy one get one, you HAVE TO HAVE BOTH coupons, that woulda made a huge difference. I'm still learning, but come on! And I still got a shopper's high, so it was totally worth it! And I was driving right by Farm Fresh on my way to Melissa's anyway, so it wasn't even a special trip. Check me out! I just wish we had a Publix or a CVS, all the blogs I stalk to try and figure this stuff out say that those two have the best deals.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Our Lives in Pictures

Nothing much going on lately. Getting more and more nervous about how Scott is going to react to Warren. I don't know why I'm so paranoid, I never thought twice about it when Ava was littler and I was getting ready to deliver Scott! He's just so different than she was, mainly due to the fact that by the time I was almost ready to pop with him, Ava (seventeen months at this time) had the most incredible vocabulary! She could speak much more than Scott speaks now (and he's twenty two months old!!!) So that's the main source of my frustration, my confusion over how much he understands versus how much he will communicate back to me. He plays with baby dolls (give me a break, his big sister has seventy two baby dolls in each room of my house) but I just don't think he understands that soon we'll be having a real live baby in the house. Lord grant me the serenity!

But isn't this the cutest little man you've ever seen?
Eighty zillion dollars worth of toys, and here are my children playing 'slides' with two six dollar laundry baskets...
And even more fun? Playing with Daddy in the laundry basket!
Slightly safer than the actual power tools Daddy usually lets him play with, here's Scott with his Christmas tool set...
And not to be outdone, here is Ava getting ready to build something VERY SAFELY!
Doesn't she look just like a lady? I mean, she is a lady, but she looks so grown up in that chair, with her little legs tucked up...
For as nervous as I am about Scott and Warren, I'm twice as excited about Ava and Warren. She had a blast when we brought Scott home, and now that she's older, I think she'll have even more fun with Warren!!! She talks to him all the time (although she thinks that he IS my belly button) and she's even started asking when he's going to come out. Here's hoping she's not too helpful... how blessed am I that I need to worry about too much help?
Scott has taken to making the most unusual face whenever he sees the camera...
And here is Ava with her current favorite baby, the real live Baby Nathan! This is the child that she named her doll after, the son of her best friends Ryan and Melissa. I still don't think Ava knows that sometimes Ryan and Melissa actually come over to see Mommy and Daddy, not just Ava. We won't tell her yet!

Monday, January 19, 2009

Bargain Shopping

Well, I read all these other gal's blogs about these amazing deals they get at the grocery store, but yesterday was the first real day I tried it out seriously. It's hard to find a great deal, actually, because I can go to the commissary, and even the mega deals at Harris Teeter and Farm Fresh don't usually beat commissary prices. Anyway, Kroger had some awesome deals, and I happened to have some awesome coupons, so I planned it out before church and then went during naps. I got a few cans of Rotel for NINE CENTS EACH!!! And, my biggest accomplishment of the afternoon, I got two jars of Franks Red Hot sauce FOR FREE!!! They were on sale for a dollar forty nine, minus fifty cents because I bought ten of the super deal things (and I actually needed all ten!) and then I had a fifty cent off coupon for each bottle, and Kroger doubles coupons, so they were LITERALLY FREE! Huh. When I read those blogs, I always wonder, 'why did they buy all of that stuff, who would really need that?' but now I know. It's very addictive! But I'm gonna try to keep it under control and really only buy what I actually need. Although you can always use something later on...

Friday, January 16, 2009

Pow-Pow-Power Wheels

So Nick is always playing with these power wheels at Toys R Us, but I would NEVER let him buy one because they are ridiculously expensive. So his XO called him up one day and was like 'my kids are too big for our old power wheels, do you want it or should I just take it to the dump?' Uhh, WE WANT IT! It's in pristine condition, I don't think the guy's kids ever really rode it. And the day we picked it up, it was no-lie sixty eight degrees outside! It was meant to be. Here is my darling duo getting all buckled in to take it for a spin.

I'm not sure why, but Ava doesn't like to drive it. I should put that in quotes, as in Ava doesn't like to "drive" it because neither of them really know how to drive. They just mash the gas, then stop, mash the gas, then stop. And steering...let's just say that the concept of steering hasn't quite made it thru yet. Anyway, she doesn't like to drive, she always makes Scott drive and she just plays with the radio. I hope that she doesn't think that since I never drive when Nick is around, that girls aren't supposed to drive!!! I just really hate to drive. And I'm sort of a terrible driver.
Don't they look adorable? Or terrified? Either way. They love it, they ask to play with it all the time. And they don't even need to drive it, the other day Nick put it in the backyard and Ava decided it was a firetruck and they needed to wash it, so they just got out some rags and pretended to wash it!!! Isn't that crazy? I never knew that three year olds would pretend play as much as she does. Should have paid more attention to our peds classes in nursing school I guess.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

February Twenty-Fifth, Here We Come!

So yesterday my midwife scheduled my c-section for Wednesday, February 25th!!! I mean, even though I knew that's when it would be, it's still exciting to make it official. I'll be thirty nine weeks, one day on Feb 25th. That's only forty two days away! I know a lot of women will roll their eyes and say "she's lying" but I really love being pregnant, forty two days seems too short a period for me! Obviously I can't wait to meet my new son, but there's just nothing like carrying my child right here under my heart, feeling him stretch and hiccup, which he's doing right now...mmm. I just love it! Guess that's why this is my third kid in three years, right? My mama can't make it up for the delivery because my baby sister is due the week before, so Nick's sister Michelle is going to fly up the weekend before to stay with Ava and Scott so that Nick can stay with me in the hospital overnight. I know, I'm so spoiled, but I don't want to be in the hospital by myself! I just hope this little guy can hold out until Michelle gets here (neither Ava nor Scott felt the need to stay put past thirty eight weeks) otherwise our friends and neighbors might be getting a middle of the night call for help. Sorry in advance!!! Seriously though, Michelle, if you're reading this, you have no idea how grateful I am to know you're coming. I'm going to need all the help I can get, because I have a feeling that Scott is either going to be glued to my lap when I come home from the hospital and Warren will be stranded on his own, or Scott won't want to have anything to do with me because he'll think I betrayed him. Ava, on the other hand, thinks that this is her baby, and she's completely prepared to feed, change, dress, rock, and play with her littlest brother. Lord help our family!!!

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Go See Benjamin Button!!!

Today I went to go see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. If you don't want to know about the movie, don't read this. I tried to go on Christmas Day (a Zandee family tradition) but it was sold out. But I finally found the time, and I almost talked myself out of it because it's so uncomfortable to be sitting still and the movie is TWO HOURS AND FORTY MINUTES LONG but it is totally worth it! I mean, good grief! It was incredible. I never cry at the movies, seriously, I cry when I read a great book and I cry at Hallmark commercials, but movies just don't usually do it for me. Let me just tell you that I was literally SOBBING by the end of this movie. SOBBING!!! But in a good way. I knew that he was aging backwards, that's like the whole point of the movie, but I just figured that he'd get to be Brad Pitt's size, with an adolescent face, and it would end there. NOT SO MUCH!!! He turns into a child, then a TODDLER, then an infant!!! A perfect, chubby, flawless infant. And then he dies. As an infant. In his lover's arms. And his lover has grown old without him. And then Hurricane Katrina hits!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Sheesh. Cate Blanchett's (sp?) character is dying in a New Orleans hospital telling this story to her daughter while the storm is building and you can see the news coverage in the background and of course, Hurricane Katrina brings back a lot of emotion for me in itself. Add that to the fact that I'm an end of life nurse and they subtly touch on a few end of life nursing issues- and I was a total mess. In a good way. Seriously, I think this might be the best movie I've ever seen. The things it makes you think about are so...important!!! I wish it hadn't been so long, but if they had cut even five minutes out of it, it wouldn't have worked. I mean, I'm seven and a half months pregnant and I didn't leave to go pee ONE TIME, that's how incredible it was. I'm crying just writing this. Anyone who thinks Brad Pitt is just a face is a crack addict. GO SEE THIS MOVIE!!! TONIGHT!!!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Semi Official

Well I think it's almost a definite- Warren Engelbrecht. Ava has started talking (shouting) to her baby brother thru my belly button, and she's hooked on calling him Warren. And we think Scott calls him Warren too, but he might just be saying Rowen, which is the name of the baby next door. Who knows. Now I get to think about the middle name- Ray. Or Raye. Mine is Raye, so obviously that's what I want to use. But is that too girlie? I mean, I know that a girl would actually be Rae, but I don't want him to be eleven and hate me because our names are the same. Sigh. How lucky am I that these are the sorts of things I have to worry about? And as long as I'm rambling, I want to say how magical I think chiropractors are. I hate it when women complain about being pregnant because -hello!- you got yourself pregnant! It's not like you got cancer! That being said, I was in so much pain yesterday I literally thought that I might actually die from the pain. For real! So I called my beloved chiropractor and he told me to come by as soon as I got off work, which I obviously did, and he put me on that table and popped and cracked and adjusted this and that and here I am at work today, pain almost completely gone! It was crazy! I mean, when I was pregnant with Scott he always had his foot way up in my ribs, and that didn't really feel great, but this was NOTHING LIKE THAT! I seriously thought I broke a rib, it hurt that bad. I didn't. And honey, if you're reading this, I'm going to see Dr. Clayton at least once a week from here till delivery. We'll have to make it work. Seven more weeks till we see baby Warren!!!

Friday, January 2, 2009


For the past few days, I've been obsessing about the baby's room, and all of a sudden it dawned on me that I'm nesting! Hooray! Although, I still have seven weeks, so hopefully it won't get too out of control. When I was pregnant with Ava, I was obsessed with washing her baby clothes. I wanted to wash them three or four times and use TONS of dryer sheets so they smelled great, and get them all folded was crazy. And with Scott...I don't think I nested too much with Scott. I was too busy working and hoping that Nick made it home in time. He did- with seven days to spare. And he was coming in our room, so... Anyway, this week has been slow at work, so I've been looking at crib bedding online. Until last week, we planned on keeping this little guy in our room until we moved, but since he'll be over six months now when we FINALLY get out of our tiny house, we've moved Ava and Scott into Ava's room (which is bigger than our room, by the way. She's got a queen sized bed and the full crib in there and PLENTY of play space, even with the glider and ottoman, changing table, tall dresser, and bookshelf. But that's a whole other story.) And this guy's going in Scott's old room. So I want new bedding and a fresh coat of paint, since he doesn't get anything else! Here is some of the bedding I've been looking at. I don't usually do "cute" but I like that little monkey! Probably won't make it to the final cut though, just cause it's too cutesy.

And that one is a little pricey...
That one up there is my favorite, but I'm thinking that his daddy will say it's too girlie. And there is a bunny on it. But it's so elegant, I like it almost as much as Ava's, which, for those of you that know me, is saying a lot. I wanted to redecorate my entire house with Ava's pattern!
I also like that one, but I was hoping for a green room. Not too sure what color to paint the room if I went with that. We could always use my FAVORITE color- beige! What can I say, I love browns and creams and earth tones! I'd have to see that in real life to see if those are burnt red, or dark pink. Hmm... I am also obsessed with baby hangers! We have a ZILLION baby hangers because I don't use Ava or Scott's dressers, but I want to start going thru Scott's stuff and seeing what I can salvage for this guy (Scott spit up a lot) but it doesn't make sense to start until I can hang it up, and we don't have any extra hangers! And they were out at Target! Can you imagine? What's an obsessed nesting pregnant woman to do? Beg her husband to take her to Babies R Us!!! AND I think we've narrowed down the Name Search! I've finally worn Nick down on the name Wesley, which I have always loved, so naturally as soon as he said that just maybe it would work, it's not that appealing to me anymore- that is so frustrating! Same thing happened when we were trying to name Ava. And we both love Warren a lot. So Wesley vs Warren. For now. We'll see what actually goes on the birth certificate!!!

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Best Laid Plans

So for the past six or seven months, we have been planning on moving to CT this June for Nick to start department head school. He'd talked to his detailer and his command about transferring a little early, and it was all good to go. And we'd get in and out of CT by December, before the weather got super New England-ish. And this week we find out that he can't get into that class, we're stuck in Norfolk until August or September! UGH! I just can't believe it! I should know better than to count on MY plans with the Navy! I'd been planning on spending almost the whole month of July in Biloxi with my mom, we quit working on the house since we were "gonna sell it in a few months"...this just sucks. I'm trying to tell myself that it's a blessing in disguise, that it will be nice not to have to put the house on the market as soon as we get out of the hospital with the baby...but I'm having a hard time convincing myself. And I was all right with not going back to work after I deliver, because it would have just been for a month or two until we had to I could work for five or six! But it still doesn't make sense to pay for daycare unless I work four days a week, and I don't want to work that much. Sigh. Oh well. The ONE silver lining is that we can keep going to the gym! None of the gyms in Groton have any sort of daycare for while you work out, isn't that crazy? So maybe I can get all the baby weight under control before we move to the artic tundra. Right. I haven't lost any weight from having Scott yet, and he'll be two in April.