Thursday, April 28, 2011

Easy Peasy, Not True.

I was patiently waiting until 9:00 am to call lactation at the hospital. An issue with nursing arose that left me clueless and completely irritated. After taking care of everyone else's needs, it was almost 9 and I had just a minute while the other kiddos were watching Dinosaur Train so I finally got a chance to sit down and eat breakfast - instant oatmeal and chocolate milk.

Two bites in and I hear the baby crying - no, screaming - from upstairs. I lifted him up out of his bassinet only to find that he had pooped up his back and it had soaked through his sleeper. I can hear a fight starting to erupt downstairs, too. Bryce turned the t.v. off while Jackson was watching, apparently an offense worth getting in trouble for pushing.

After changing Nash, I realize it is 10 after 9 already and I am really eager to talk to lactation because it's almost time to nurse again and I want some of my questions laid to rest. I put the baby in his swing and call. Of course, it's busy, why would I expect anything less? I look down at my now-cold breakfast and realize someone has drank all my chocolate milk. And who wants cold oatmeal, anyway? Breakfast is scrapped.

I look over at Nash and he is starting to squirm, fists shoved in his mouth - he's ready to eat. I call lactation again and get through only to have a 10-minute conversation that of-no-fault-of-theirs resolves nothing. At least they are nice.

I tell Bryce and Jackson that I am going to feed Nash upstairs, they are now watching something else...t.v. is the new babysitter. I sit down, the baby latches on, and the doorbell rings. The workers for the basement have arrived. Oh, and the kids wanted snacks that i forgot. And Bryce just peed in his pants. Seriously? The baby is still crying because he is hungry and now my boobs are leaking. And wasn't I supposed to punish Jackson for pushing? The basement guy is looking at me for answers and consent and to sign forms...and...and...and...

So, what I am really trying to say is..... *%#$!

No, just kidding.

I will figure it out. There is a solution to everything, I believe, and we will get this one covered. I just thought going from 3 to 4 was supposed to be E.A.S.Y., but easy isn't even in my vocab right now.

In the meantime, will someone PLEASE hide all the chocolate? And muffins, cookies, and cake too?  I hear it's not really in my best interest to Eat. It. All. especially at the same time.


Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Baby Nash

I hate to say this, mostly because I am aware of all the many complications that surround pregnancy, labor, and delivery, but Nash's birth was by-far the easiest one yet.

Travis and I arrived at the hospital at 6 am last Thursday for a scheduled induction. I was the last of 10 inductions that had been admitted that morning (16 babies were born that day!). The nurse hooked me up to pitocin around 8:30 and I started contracting pretty soon afterwards, and had an epidural around 10:30. A word about epidurals...even though, ideally, I would like to deliver all natural, epidurals rock. My body has always responded well to the medication and this time was no different. I. Didn't. Feel. A. Thing. Nothing. It was awesome.

At noon, the nurse checked me and I had only dilated to 5 cm and Nash was still pretty high, so Travis and I were thinking this was going to take all day. Around 12:45 I felt slight pressure and told Travis to go get the nurse. She came and checked me again and said with surprise that his head was all the way down and I was ready to push. She called my doctor, who was assisting with another patient, and asked me to wait 15 minutes to give the doc time to get there.

At 1 pm we started to push and at 1:13 out popped little Nash. I've always asked the nurses to clean the boys off before they handed them to me, but with Bryce I got a few funny looks, so I didn't say anything this time and what to you know? They plopped him right up on my chest. Hello! Anyone else think that is just...uh, gross? My nurse took him and washed him up and checked him over while Travis oversaw.

Travis happened to see a small round circle on the top of Nash's head and brought it to the doctor and nurse's attention. It was a perfectly round circle that looked like an open wound. Long story short, Nash was born with a mild birth defect. He didn't grow skin for whatever reason in that spot, but is expected to heal completely without further complications within 4 weeks. It has already started to heal by scabbing over and our doctor thinks it will be an afterthought once it is said and done. However, there is a risk that he won't be able to grow hair in that spot. We, obviously, could care less about that aspect. We are just relieved and so very grateful it wasn't something worse. The birth defect is a milder form of what causes cleft lip, so you can imagine the sigh of relief we had after we found out what exactly it was and that there won't be further problems. In fact, we've kind of laughed about it since because most of the Clowers' men end up losing their hair anyway up there. (or so I hear...)

Nash has a little temper on him. For the first few days he screamed his little heart out every time we changed his diaper or laid him on his back. Now (day 6), he is starting to relax a little and is looking around a little more and acts more comfortable. And he slept last night for 6 hours (with a little nursing action in between)!

We think he is perfect and will probably have to be one tough cookie to make his way with 3 older brothers. Especially if they start teasing him about that little bald spot... :)

PS My mother in law took this's one of the very few of myself with this little cutie right after he was born and one of my favorites.

Monday, April 25, 2011

When it rains, it pours. Literally.

Our county is under a state of emergency because it just won't stop raining.

We woke up yesterday to a foot of water standing in our basement, half of which is finished and is used as our playroom. We had to remove everything and all the furniture, and carpet, and possibly the walls are ruined.

We have a baby who thinks its cool to stay up all night and cry. I have slept like 16 hours in 5 days, so I stay up with him all night and cry, too. :)

Our computer suddenly has spyware on it and we can't use it right now...i'm on my moms droid, which makes me feel like im 3. It's so hard to use!

Needless to say, i'll be back in a few days...

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The 4 Boy Club.

His very first picture, right after he was born.

Nash Michael Clowers
8 pounds 2 oz.
20 inches
1:13 pm

Nash is healthy and completely adorable and we are all just smitten, excpet maybe Bryce, who hasn't decided.

I'll post all the deets later...and some real pictures instead of the ones off our cell phones. Happy Easter!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

baked donuts.

Today, I made homemade doughnuts.

They were fabulous.

I made chocolate ones with toasted coconut.

I made vanilla ones with toasted coconut.

I made chocolate ones with sprinkles.

And vanilla ones with sprinkles.

And I have left-overs.

But, let's get real...I'm giving those just about 2 more hours. I got all Martha in the kitchen today and finally used my doughnut pans that I just had to have over a  year ago.

They. Were. Awesome. But, I bet you could already tell that from the pictures. And they are baked, so they're a little healthier, I suppose. Here's the recipe straight from April 2010 Family Circle magazine.

For Vanilla Cake Doughnuts:

1 1/2 c. all-purpose flour
1/2 t. baking soda
1/4 t. salt
1/2 c. low-fat buttermilk
1/2 c. packed dark-brown sugar
1 egg
4 t. melted unsalted butter
1 t. vanilla

Mix dry ingredients in small bowl, set aside. In another bowl mix wet ingredients until smooth and add to flour mixture. Spoon batter into a Ziploc bag and cut off a corner. Squeeze batter into each indentation in doughnut pan, about 2/3 full. Smooth top with small spoon. Bake at 325 for 13 minutes, until doughnuts are slightly springy. Let cool and then move on to the icing, baby!

For Chocolate Cake Doughnuts:

1 c. all-purpose flour
1/4 c. unsweetened cocoa powder
1/2 t. baking soda
1/4 t. salt
1/2 c. low-fat buttermilk
1/2 c. packed dark brown sugar
1 egg
4 t. melted unsalted butter
1 t. vanilla

Same directions as above.


1 c. powdered sugar
1 T. + just a little extra milk

Stir until smooth. Dip top of doughnuts into bowl and allow extra icing to drip back into bowl. Place on cookie sheet lined with wax paper and start your toppings. You can also make chocolate icing by adding 1 T. unsweetened cocoa powder to powdered sugar and milk. Top with toasted coconut, sprinkles, mini-chocolate chips, mini M & Ms...whatever!

Seriously, your welcome.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

My Little Guys: Weekend Edition.

This guy told me over the weekend that his best friend at school isn't his best friend anymore because he punched and kicked him at lunch last week. Whhhhhaaattt?
The compassionate parent in me wanted to tell him to just stay away from him and to make sure to tell a teacher if someone does something that isn't nice. The mama bear parent in me wanted to tell him to take care of business if someone is bullying.
And the rational parent in me totally realized that Triston may have had something to do with it AND he is freakishly strong and throws a mean punch and maybe option number 2 isn't such a good idea AND kids are kids and boys are boys and next week will probably be best buddies again with his ex-best friend. I went with rational parent.
He beat my high score on Bop-It this weekend, too, and made 4 goals at his soccer game on Saturday.

This one just became so rotten I don't even know what to do with him anymore. He started stomping his foot at me when I tell him "No". He started throwing himself on the floor when I tell him he can't have whatever he wants {which is usually a toy someone else has}. Suddenly, he won't stay in time-out anymore. I will sit him in time-out and turn around to set the timer and turn back around and he has bolted. For a huge pregnant lady, this is a problem. And sometimes he hides when he runs away and I can't find him. So, I've turned to lures and when he finally comes out of his hiding place, I snatch him up and physically hold him in time-out until the timer goes off. While he is screaming, of course. This has been going on for a couple of weeks, but it culminated this weekend. He might sense change coming or he might just be 3 and needs a few more whippins. Plus, he just got a buzz cut and looks like a little heathen child. Doesn't help his cause any.

And Dirty J, as we like to call him, did just fine over the weekend but he is dirty all the time and I am tired to cleaning him. The kid gets filthy in whatever he does. Play-doh? In his hair and everywhere on the floor. Painting? All over his clothes and the table and usually the walls. Eating? All the food somehow gets pushed off the side and all around his plate and off on to the floor. Outside? Don't even go there. Dirtiest one at his soccer game every single time. But he is happy and healthy and creative and I think that's just his outlet. He told us he didn't fall asleep AT ALL Friday OR Saturday night and makes up stories that make me laugh and laugh.

And the littlest guy has sent me to triage twice in the last two weeks. The first time with some crazy pain in my side that made it difficult to do anything but cry and the second time with strong 4 minute contractions. My doc chalked both of these up to a bladder infection, gave me antibiotics, and set me up to be induced. How do you have a bladder infection and not know about it is what I want to know. I had no symptoms.
And then on Saturday, I got all retarded and decided to play basketball with the boys. All the running, jumping, and shooting made me want to die later, but we had fun while we were doing it.

And now, we're ready for the week. For sure.

PS. That little pink circle over there ------> is a "vote for me" button. If that's your thing, to vote for people you know, hit me up. I submitted my blog to be a top 25 stylish mom blog, which is just hilarious, but I'm losing it and baby #4 might send me over the edge and then I'll never get it back. If you have any pity for this kind of thing, help a sister out. You'll have to scroll down to find me...

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Almost a month ago, we doubled with our friends/neighbors at this place called The Tin Fish. It was kind of life-changing. They have the Best. Fish. Tacos. Ever. And crab cakes. And cole slaw. And all kinds of seafood, but I'm pretty sure the tacos were the big hit of the place. From what I could tell, it looked like most of the patrons were eating them. And if you were wondering, I am totally one of those people who check out what others are eating. And I might even ask a question about their food, too. You never know. It drives Travis nuts.

Speaking of Travis, I'm kind of ticked at him right now., so I don't really even want to say this, but he can make one heck of a fish taco. We tried to replicated The Tin Fish and it turned out pretty awesome. I can't even take any credit for it because Travis made all of it. I take that back, I think I cut the lettuce.

Anyway, he breaded some tilapia and fried it, then sprinkled it with this Cajun seasoning. The plan was to make "fish taco salads", but the tortilla shells we bought completely fell apart as soon as we opened the package. They weren't going to be good anyway, I could just tell.

So I just topped the fried fish with shredded cheese, diced tomato, diced onion, chopped Romaine, and sour cream. A little mexi rice and black beans on the side.

Holy Moley, it was awesome. The Tin Fish had theirs wrapped in a heated flour tortilla, which is what we'll do next time.

PS. I had 4-6 minute STRONG contractions yesterday and even went to the hospital thinking it was labor, But it wasn't and then they stopped completely and I'm thinking it might be an indicator that this kid is going to be a stinker.

PSS. We still don't have a name.

PSSS. I'm the birthday girl today. 2-8.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Products I Love, plus Some Really Good Food, Too.

Neutrogena Naturals Fresh Cleansing + Make-Up Remover

I LOVE this facial cleanser that I've been using for about a month. It is light and smells awesome, plus it removes all the make-up plus mascara. The only thing I don't love about it is how small the container is (6 oz. Boooo.) And I think it was kind of pricey. I'm glad to have found a good drug store option and hope it stays on the shelves for a long time. Don't you hate when you finally find something you love, only to discover that it has been discontinued?

Sensodyne Iso-Active Toothpaste

I'm the only one who uses Sensodyne toothpaste in the house, so you know it has to be AWESOME for me to pay $6 for it. But seriously, I love it. I will admit, I am a sucker for ads and commercials and when I first saw the ads for this toothpaste a couple of months ago, they got me. Now I don't really know if all the little toothpaste bubbles explode off your toothbrush into every little crevice between each tooth like the commercial suggests, but I like to think that is exactly what it is doing anyway. The toothpaste comes out in a gel form but foams up as you start to brush your teeth. And the flavor is really good. The only sucky part is that sometimes a little gel will continue to come out even after you've stopped pushing the top, which can create a gel-ly mess around the top of the container. And my kids keep trying to snatch it from my bathroom, but they're not old enough for $6 toothpaste, at least not until they've got permanents.

Next up, Five Guys.

Holey Moley, I am in love. Friday night T-bone and I got to go on a date, thanks to his brah brah and his lovely girlfriend. They watched our kiddos and they were even in bed sound asleep when we got home. Score! (And no one was hurt - there wasn't even blood on the carpet this time! Double Score!)

We drove around for like, 30 minutes trying to decide what to eat. Finally, I pulled into Five Guys. It just opened up in our city and I've heard really good things about it. And they were all RIGHT! It was amazing. Amazing burgers, amazing fries and cherry coke from the fountain. Who has fountain cherry coke? Really awesome places, that's who. They also had malt vinegar for the fries, which is my favorite. And the guy who manages used to be our boss from our Logan's Roadhouse days from college (that's where we met, you know), so it was fun getting to catch up with him and kind of fun seeing his face when he realized I was preggers with #4 and that we were still married after 8 years because I'm pretty sure he had to get on to us a couple of times for making out in the back while we were working.

Anyway, it's my new favorite place and all you local readers should go ASAP.

And finally, these BREAD MACHINE cinnamon rolls.

I made these beauties for General Conference weekend and they are really easy and really good. They aren't the best cinnamon rolls I've ever had, but for minimal work, they're pretty darn good. Here's the recipe...

For the Dough:

1 c. milk
1 egg
4 T. butter
3 1/3 c. flour
3 T. sugar
1/2 t. salt
1 1/2 t. yeast

For the filling:

1/4 c. melted butter
1/4 c. brown sugar
2 t. cinnamon
1/2 t. nutmeg

Put the dough ingredients into your bread machine and hit the dough cycle. That's it! It takes about an hour, so go do something fun in the meantime. Once it's done, set the dough into a bowl and cover with plastic wrap so it can rise. This takes about another hour. Once it has doubled in size, put your dough out on the counter and roll it out with a rolling pin. Shape it into a rectangle if you can, but I've always had problems with this...I just do it the best I can. Spread the filling over the dough and roll up, sealing the seam with your finger. Cut about 1 inch slices, you should have about 12 rolls. You can put your rolls in a muffin tin or any kind of baking dish. I always use a glass one so I can put it in the dishwasher afterwards. Let the rolls rise a little longer, 20-30 minutes and then put them in oven at 350 for about 20 minutes, or until slightly browned on top. If you like icing, and who doesn't like freaking icing on a cinnamon roll?, put about 3 cups of powdered sugar in a bowl with 1 T. milk. Stir until creamy, you can add more powdered sugar or milk to get the consistency you want and then just pour over the top.

Yum. Yum. Yum.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

A Fancy Looking Milkshake.

I made these green milkshake things as a fun little treat for St. Patrick's Day.
But, my thoughts have drifted to this little minty concoction several times since then, so I'm declaring that these would be good any day of the year.

I never measure milkshake ingredients so bear with me, here.

Vanilla ice cream
peppermint extract
green food coloring
cool whip
hot fudge sauce

I blended the ice cream and milk together until I got the consistency that I wanted, poured a little peppermint extract (not to much!) and a few drops of green food coloring into the blender and topped it off with cool whip and hot fudge sauce.


Monday, April 4, 2011

A Monday Morning Riddle.

There's something about this guy that I love.
He's a cage-fighter. And a good one.
He's obviously good looking. (Hello! The only reason I watch UFC is for the eye candy)
He has awesome hair. Sigh.

But, that's not it.

It means "The Lord is my light" and in the Bible this man was counted among the mightiest of warriors. Also known as a man of valor with the highest of integrity.

It's something else, only I'd spell it with one less letter.

And I've almost got my husband on board!

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