Kimber's Navy Family

"Live a little, be a gypsy get around. Get your feet up off the ground. Live a little, get around." -Paul McCartney, Uncle Albert/Admiral Halsey We are less than a week away from PCSing from North Carolina to South Carolina. I don't know why this move out of all the other moves we've done is so dang stressful. I've moved from the west coast to the Northeast by myself as a newlywed. I've moved from the Northeast to Hawaii by myself with a newborn. I even signed our lease for our apartment here in North Carolina by myself with a toddler and a power of attorney. And here we are, three years later moving one state down with my husband to help on both ends and I'm having an absolute panic attack. Every time we are about to move, I envision it going like the last scene in Thirteen Going on Thirty with Jennifer Garner and Mark Ruffalo . Image courtesy of The Blue Craftsman  They are adorable. The pink house, the couch in the lawn, cud...

Here is my follow-up post on my partial molar pregnancy. All in all, I had the best possible outcome with a molar pregnancy: no complications and my numbers went down quickly. Things I've heard a lot of throughout this whole process: "At least it happened early in the pregnancy." "At least you have 3 healthy boys to focus on." "You can try again soon." "I'm sure those complications won't happen to you; don't worry about it." "My friend who miscarried just gave birth to a beautiful baby." Sometimes it felt like as soon as I talked about the molar pregnancy or answered questions about what a molar pregnancy is, people would rush to assure me that it was all going to be fine or not to worry about it or that we will get pregnant soon. While talking with my doctor, he told me that the chances of me having the more serious complications of a partial molar pregnancy (read " Molar pregnancy ") were very l...

5-years old is a fun age. I know our oldest has only been five for a handful of weeks now, but I've loved every minute of it. Is this what people have meant by it gets easier? (And it only took 5 years! Not including 9 months of pregnancy!) Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love being a stay-at-home mom. I love spending every day with my kids and helping them through each milestone, kissing every boo-boo, wiping away every tear, scaring away all the monsters, and going on countless backyard adventures. Every momma knows that there are easy stages and hard stages. 5 years old has proven to be one of those stages that feels like a fun adventure, glittered with childhood imagination and peppered with mysteries to solve and experiments to conduct. I love it. D's imagination at 5 has just taken off. He's always been big on costumes and pretend play, but now we have elaborate plots and various "rules." I love when he pipes up from the backseat, "Hey, Mom...

Are you there, blog? It's me, Kimber. It has been awhile since my last blog post and what a summer it has been! The boys wearing matching outfits with their cousin for my husband's commissioning weekend Our asthmatic toddler had a flair up 3 weeks after we weaned him off Pulmicort under our doctor's guidance. He hadn't had any flair ups and we wanted to see if he still needed daily medication in the summer months, as he is two-years old and is still considered to have " reactive airways ." He caught croup which became bronchitis. We landed in the ER, following up with our pediatrician who thankfully followed up with us over the phone as well. Poor little guy was on Orapred in July, back on twice daily Pulmicort doses via nebulizer, and, during the flair up, Albuterol every 3-4 hours. We are keeping him on twice daily doses for 3 weeks before considering to wean him down to once a day, what he was on from May to the beginning of July. We've also c...

Today as I was scraping ANOTHER plate of food into the trash can, I thought, "Why do I even make the toddlers plates of food?" So here we go! 10 reasons why I make our toddlers plates of food: 1. I worry that they have run out of things to throw and like to supply them with materials. 2. We like to "pretend" lunch. Oh, look, here is a plate of food for you to pretend to eat! Wasn't that fun? 3. It is a habit and old habits die hard. For some reason, I just can't stop setting out a plate for each of them that I then put food on. 4. I enjoy doing dishes. 5. I enjoy scrubbing mashed sweet potatoes out of the cracks of the high chairs. 6. I enjoy the after breakfast bath to get syrup from the "pancake hats" out of their hair. 7. The dog is hungry and the only way for him to eat is bite by bite from our toddlers' spoons. 8. I've run out of things to argue with them over and I like hearing myself tell them to "just try a...

C holding sleeping O's hand saying, "Brother night-night!" We just transitioned our 26-month old twins to toddler beds. I posted a blog about the first time our twin toddlers slept in a real bed, which happened to be on a family vacation (read " Impossible "). They had actually been climbing out of Pack'n'Plays long before that. Before they were just climbing in and out of each other's Pack'n'Plays during our visits to my parents' house. The room they sleep in there has circular door knobs, not handles like where we stayed on vacation, and they didn't realize they could escape. I would just overly baby proof the room they slept in at my parents' house and pray that they didn't apply this behavior once we got home to their cribs. When we got home from our family vacation, they did make the connection that since they could climb in and out of their Pack'n'Plays, they could climb in and out of their cribs. We ha...

Sharing is hard for two-year olds. Sometimes it goes very well and sometimes it doesn't. Here are some pics of our toddlers playing together the other night. They have a hard time pedaling the tricycle. O was pulling it along while C pedaled. They both had fun doing this for a long while... until O wanted a turn on the tricycle. I wrangled C off the tricycle, explaining it was now O's turn. C cried and cried. O cried because he thought C wasn't getting off fast enough. After a couple minutes of chaos, things finally settled down. O realized he was getting a turn on the tricycle and C thought it was fun to sit on the back and push the tricycle along. This was fun for O for, like, two minutes. Then O didn't think it was fun anymore and wanted C off. Neither of them recovered after this meltdown. O still wanted his turn. C wanted to sit on the back. I couldn't reach a compromise with either of them, so we put the tricycle up. The toddlers then took...