Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Baby Mason Boy is FOUR Months Old!

Madelynn calls her baby brother baby Mason boy.  She loves calling him that and it cracks us up.  So our baby Mason boy has now turned four months.  And he is pretty awesome.

Mason is very happy and smiley.  He loves to talk to people and always gives great big smiles when someone pays attention to him.  He has really grown up this month.  He is very aware of what is going on around him, turns when he hears one of our voices to look for us, watches our cat Max, loves to try and watch TV (which we don't let him), giggles a little more often now but still not a lot, loves to be snuggled by any one of us, sleeps in his swing great, sleeps in his bed at night great, is starting to hold toys, chews on his fingers a lot, reaching for things a little, and has even started trying to roll over. He is definitely more curious about the world around him then he was a few weeks ago. 

He still has grumpy days depending on what I ate.  Most days are great but every once in a while something I ate upsets his stomach and he is not super happy about it.  He is sleeping great!  I would say probably about four nights a week he sleeps completely through the night until at least 6.  He went until 7:30 the other morning and had gone to bed at 8.  11.5 hours of sleep!  So great!  But he still has random nights where he wakes up at 2:30 or 3 to eat and then goes back down for three or four more hours.  No rhyme or reason for any of it but I think it is still great!  The next thing I need to start working on is getting him to fall asleep on his own in his crib in the evening.  He likes to be nursed to sleep and laid down asleep.  Sometimes he wakes up and then won't go to sleep.  I'll start working on that after Disneyland.  I also need to get him napping in his crib.  He still prefers to nap in his swing which is fine for now but I know he is starting to wake up a little easier with his brother and sister playing around him.  It would be nice to get him in his room for naps pretty soon.  Probably when his big brother is in school in the fall. 

He act as if he is teething.  I am really not ready for that.  But he chews on his fingers all day and mine if I let him (not sucking, chewing), drools a ton right now, and sometimes will fuss for no other apparent reason.  But it seems a little early to me. 

He is a great car baby and falls asleep pretty quickly on most car trips.  Even if he just woke up from a nap he will often fall asleep.  This bodes well for us on Friday as we drive down to Anaheim!  Praying he is easy on that long of a drive! 

He is in 3-6 month clothes and size 1/2 or size 2 diapers.  The 1/2's from Costco are getting a little too small.  But we have just a few left.  We haven't started any solid food yet which is the longest I have ever waited.  I started both Carter and Madelynn the day they turned four months but I just don't feel like I am in a hurry this time around.  Maybe after we get home from Disneyland I'll try a little rice cereal.  I've stopped bringing him to work with me at the church for the most part.  He was getting a little too hard to have here with me.  He does better napping at home anyway. 

He is just the sweetest.  I kind of feel like he has been our easiest baby.  Sorry Carter and Madelynn ;)  But I think the Lord knew I needed that with the third.  I am very aware that three is about what I can handle.  Thankful for God's plan for our family!

Love you sweet baby Mason boy! (No, I am not going to start calling him that!)

Friday, July 17, 2015

Mason is THREE Months!

Mason is actually three months and nine days (my bad).  And he is delicious.  Seriously, this kid is just about the cutest and sweetest thing ever.  I could just kiss him all day long.  And tonight, at three months and nine days old, he laughed at me for the first time!  It was beautiful!  A real giggle and he kept doing it every time I made a high pitched squeal because I was so excited to hear him laugh.  And Jay was the one holding him so I have a witness.  I love the stage he is in right now.  He still sleeps a lot during the day but is sleeping so much better at night and is starting to interact with us.  He started smiling over the last month and it is the most beautiful smile.

Mason has big eyes!  People comment on his eyes a lot.  He is still ridiculously obsessed with his brother and sister and gives them the most smiles of anyone.  He loves when they hug and kiss him and try to make him smile.  He smiles all the time too!  He has also really started to coo and make intentional noises at us.  It feels like he really does have a very sweet personality.  I hope it stays that way!

He is sleeping really well at night!  He goes down after his last feeding sometime around 9ish (sometimes earlier, sometimes later depending on when his evening nap was).  Last night he slept until 4:45 for his first feeding which isn't too bad but the night before he slept straight until 6:45!!  Glorious!  Most nights it is just one feeding somewhere between 3:30 and 4:30.  And then he sleeps again until 7 or 8.  He is doing really great.  He still takes 3 to 4 naps during the day too and some of those are two to three hours long.  He loves his swing and still naps in it most of the time.  But he sleeps great in his crib in his and Carter's room at night.

He is wearing a few 0-3 month clothes but is quickly moving into 3-6 month stuff.  But he is still in size one diapers but once those run out we'll move him into size two.  He still eats every three hours or so unless he is in the middle of one of his long naps.  We haven't had to do bottles since his first couple weeks of life so I have no idea if he will ever take a bottle if I want him to.  But he nurses great.

He is my last baby and for that reason I am sad when he moves out of phases.  For example, he is now three months which in my mind makes him not a newborn anymore.  I'll never have a newborn again...which makes me sad.  But I also feel true contentment in how God knit our family together just perfectly.  I know without a shadow of a doubt that our family was meant to be a family of five.  The peace I feel in having three beautiful children and being done with that is overwhelming.  I am so thankful God has given me such a peace about not having four.  My family is just perfect for me.  And I am so thankful for them.

In his three short months of life Mason has gone to a parade, taken a ride on a tram in Portland, had hundreds of snuggles and kisses, traveled to visit and meet family twice, and has won over the hearts of all of us!  Coming up next for him is his first trip to Disneyland and his first time on an airplane. Both happening in the next couple of months!

Mason Henry, you are one special little dude and we couldn't be more thankful for you!    


Monday, June 15, 2015

Mason is TWO months old!

Our sweet chunky monkey turned two months a few days ago and I really can't quite believe it.  He is seriously amazing.  I am madly in love with our little man.  He is my baby and my last one at that so I am trying my absolute hardest to soak up every minute I have with him.  He has had some major milestones this last week. 

For starters, he had his two month well baby check last Wednesday.  He weighed 11 pounds 13 ounces and was 23 inches long.  They are still comparing him to other preemies which put him on the large scale for percentages.  Of course, I don't have the stats sitting in front of me right now but he was something like the 90th for weight and height.  I asked them to convert his stats to compare to full term babies and he was 75th for height and 50th for weight.  Just perfect :)  He is growing fast though and now everyone who knows him is saying he is really getting chunky.  I see it too.  I keep calling him my chunky monkey.  He is similar to Carter at this age.  Carter's stats were right about the same.  Madelynn was much smaller. 

Another milestone this last week is that he started smiling!  His appointment was on Wednesday and the doctor asked if he was smiling.  I had to tell him not really.  We had seen a couple little smiles but not much.  Then literally the next day the sunshine just opened up and the kid smiled like ten times at us.  Carter could get him to smile by saying "honey, where are my pants?"  For future reference when I am old and can't remember what that line is from...it's from the movie The Lego Movie and Carter LOVES to say it.  His smile is beautiful.  I still have to work fairly hard to get it but sometimes it does come easily.  Today I was talking to a friend at church and I looked down and he was just beaming at me.  LOVE! 

He also moved into his crib in his and Carter's room.  I am still laying him down asleep right after his last feeding of the evening which is usually around 10ish.  The first night he slept until 1:30 and then woke up again at 5:30.  Last night, his second night, he slept until 3:30 (whoo hoo!) and then again until 6:30.  That was his first five hour stretch!  Glorious.  I also laid him down wide awake for a nap the other day in the pack n play and he put himself to sleep.  Another milestone!  He is growing up.

He is really alert now and interested in what is going on around him.  He watches people and follows them when someone walks past him.  He holds his head up great.  He still gets super fussy in the evenings.  Of course, that is when I am the most tired and ready for some down time.  I don't get down time right now but I know it is coming soon.  And again, he is my last and in a couple years I will be missing this baby time so much. He still eats about every three hours and is becoming faster at it.  And most feedings he actually stays awake long enough to finish the feeding.  That is really nice.  He loves being in the car and falls right to sleep most of the time or just stares up at the window and watches things go by.  He loves his brother and sister and they are obsessed with him.  Oh, another milestone for us is that I left him in the nursery at church for the first time this week.  So he was nine weeks for his first time at that...earlier than my other two kids.  They other were right at three months but the Weld family was in the nursery and they love my babies, so I did it.  And now I should just keep doing it.  I firmly  believe they do better in the nursery as they get older if they start young.  Important milestones and when they happened...first real smiles, 9 weeks 1 day.  First time in his crib in his own room, 9 weeks, 2 days.  And first time in the nursery, 9 weeks, 4 days. 

Mason is one special little man we he completes our family just beautifully.  We are so thankful for our three healthy children that God has so graciously blessed us with.  Some days are hard.  Really hard.  But we are thankful.

Speaking of those hard days.  I should document those details too.  Free time for this mama?  Non existent!  Carter and Madelynn keep me busy during the day as well as taking care of Mason.  Then Carter and Madelynn go to bed and Mason hits his super fussy time of the day.  Last night I was actually able to make dinner, blackberry cobbler and blackberry jam while Mason napped and the kids played outside with Jay.  As soon as dinner was over (and my kitchen was destroyed from all the cooking) Mason woke up and fussed the rest of the evening.  So my kitchen remained a disaster.  My house feel like it will permanently be a mess, I will always have spit up on me (because yes, Mason is a spitter like his brother was), we will always have a list of at least 20 project items waiting to be finished, and I will always be answering ten questions a minute all day long as well as breaking up arguments or disciplining for bad behavior.  My days are hard right now.  Those are not the moments I thought about as I longed to have my own babies.  And three kids is hard.  I had it pretty easy with Carter and Madelynn who played pretty well by themselves when I wanted a break.  But a third changes that.  And I am okay with that.  I get overwhelmed and grumpy and short with my kids.  But as I type this I am reminded how badly I wanted to be a mom.  I am also reminded of the fact that my oldest is already five, my little girl is already three, and I am not ever going to have a newborn again.  My days in this phase of my life are going quickly.  It is just a phase.  I will get through it and then I will miss it.  Please, Lord, help me soak it all in now. 

And on to a completely different note.  Jay will be starting his "new" job with the new ambulance company in just a few weeks.  For the past seven/eight (something like that) years Jay has worked for Rural Metro Ambulance.  They lost the contract in Salem and Falck ambulance is taking over.  Thankfully Jay was able to get hired with Falck (after initially not getting hired) and just finished up all of his orientation.  He loves Falck so far and has high hopes that this company will treat their employees better.  He is excited to begin this new adventure.  We are hopeful it will be a refreshing change for Jay and so thankful that he still has a job!  He will also be changing shifts and gets to come to church again every other Sunday.  That is what I am most excited about. 

Life is always changing.  I am so thankful that my Heavenly Father does not change.  And that when I get stressed or fearful I know He is there and that nothing has changed with Him or who I am in Him.    

Monday, May 25, 2015

Time Sure Does Fly

Mason is six weeks old already!  Crazy.  Here is just a little bit about our sweet baby boy. 


He no longer sleeps all day and night like he did the first few weeks.  He acts like a completely normal little one who sleeps good stretches for naps during the day but has some fun and not so fun awake times in between.  He sleeps two to three hours at a time at night which leaves mommy very tired.  Most nights he goes back to sleep in between feedings fairly well and for that I am thankful.  It seems the 4/5am feeding is the hardest to get him back to sleep.  He often ends up snuggling with me in bed for a couple more hours.  He enjoys sleeping in his swing and will typically take good naps in that.  We have not tried his crib yet in his room but plan on trying that very soon.  He doesn't sleep well in the pack n play in our room during the day but that is where he sleeps at night. 


He loves to be held, especially by mommy.  And he is the snuggliest baby I've ever held.  If only I didn't have 800 other things to do throughout the day and I could just sit and hold him forever. 


He is really starting to chunk out.  I don't know what he weighs but my guess would be between 9 and 10 pounds now.  He is almost out of his newborn clothes (a few still fit) and has started wearing his 0 to 3 month stuff.  He is completely out of newborn diapers and in size 1 diapers. 


He is beginning to make us think he might really start smiling any day.  My mom said she got a smile out of him for real last week and today I saw him smile right at Carter.  He hasn't really smiled for me yet but he does smile a lot in his sleep.  His smile is breath taking (in my opinion) and I can't wait to start seeing it frequently. 


Having three kids is definitely an adjustment!  I have to let him cry a little more than I ever let the other two.  I keep telling him that his brother and sister would like to eat lunch sometime.  He doesn't seem to care yet :)  But when I need to feed the other kids he just has to hang out in his swing.  Even if that means he is crying the whole time.  And I will take a shower every single morning and I will not rush through it like there are snakes in the shower.  So if he has to cry, he has to cry.  Welcome to being a third kid, dude.  I even left him with my mom last night so Jay and I could go out to dinner alone.  On our way to dinner I realized I left my six week old and really didn't even give any instructions.  I just told her when he ate and that he would probably take a nap at some point.  If that had been my first I probably would have had a two page typed note written out with every detail of his life narrated.  Ha!  I am enjoying being a little more relaxed and laid back!


We took him on his first road trip last week to Clarkston, WA to visit my moms side of the family.  We wanted my grandparents to get to meet him!  He was a PERFECT traveler!!!  Literally!  He slept maybe all but 30 minutes each way!  So far he is our best traveler!  Our car even ended up breaking down half way home which turned our 8 or 9 our drive into a 13.5 hour drive and he was still perfect.


He has stolen our hearts and like Madelynn keeps saying "he is ours forever."  Love you little man!

Friday, April 24, 2015

And our family is complete!

Mason Henry Hinderks is here!  On April 8th, we welcomed (surprisingly) Mason into our family.  We had a C-section scheduled for April 24th but my body had other plans.  I had been dealing with high blood pressure for a few weeks.  I went in for an routine appointment on April 2nd and my doctor was not pleased with my blood pressure so she sent me in to the hospital to have a non stress test done.  I had done quite a few of those with Carter so I knew what to expect.  As I was leaving her office to head to the hospital though she asked me if I had eaten breakfast.  I replied yes and asked why.  She said because you might be having a baby today.  Huh.  That was a little surprising.  However, things looked pretty good for the test and she said to just go home and be on modified bed rest.  That still makes me giggle since I have two young kids at home.  But I did the best I could.  One week later (April 8th) I went back in for another routine check.  She checked my blood pressure first thing (174/110) and then responded with "you are having a baby today."  She told me it was more dangerous to keep Mason in at that point then to get him out 3 weeks and 2 days early.  So I walked out of the office, made a few phone calls (like my husband who was working) and drove to the hospital.  I was checked in by about 12:30 pm and at 5:15ish they walked me back to the operating room.  At 5:54 pm I heard the beautiful cry of my sweet baby boy and seconds later he was placed on my chest.  I got to hold him for at least 20 minutes while the doctor finished me up.  This was the first baby that they let me hold immediately.  The hospital is allowing it now as a new way of doing C-sections.  I loved it.  It took all of my fear and anxiety away as I laid there being stitched back up to hold my baby in my arms.  He was perfect. 


Mason weighed 6 pounds 10 ounces and was 19.5 inches long.  He was healthy and ready to come out.  Praise the Lord.  I was worried about his lungs since he was so early but he was perfect. Carter and Madelynn were so excited to meet him and loved holding him whenever they could.  The delivery was smooth and easy and probably my easiest surgery so far.  Recovery has been a little harder but the actual C-section went great.  Mason is already 16 days old.  The first 12 days or so he slept probably 22 out of the 24 hours in each day.  He nursed great right from the beginning and slept through the night except when we would wake him up to feed him.  He was super sleepy from being so early and little.  But he latched perfect right away and has been a good eater (when he can stay awake) the whole time.  This week he is starting to wake up a lot more during the day and night which is making night time a little less enjoyable for me.  Last night he woke up every two hours all night long to eat.  It takes at least 30 minutes to feed each time so I was getting short bouts of sleep in between each feeding.  Having a newborn is not for the faint of heart.  But he is precious.  He has such a sweet spirit about him.  He is calm and snuggly and doesn't cry that often.  He has my heart and the heart of anyone who holds him.  He is just the sweetest! 


We are so thankful he is here!  Today was the day I was supposed to be having him.  It is crazy to think that I should be in the hospital right now delivering my baby and yet he is already 16 days old.  I am so thankful for God's plan and his amazing protection over my family.  Mason officially completes our family and I feel an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment in that.  I know that feeling is only from the Lord because I have wanted four kids my entire life.  And yet, today, in this moment, I know that our family is complete and I do not feel sad about that.  I am rejoicing in the fact that God has given us three beautiful healthy children and for that I am unbelievable grateful! 


I'll be back soon to post about Carter and Madelynn's birthdays! 

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

7 Months!!

Exactly two months from today I will be holding my sweet baby boy, Mason!  I can't wait!  I am very large, so large that many people ask me if I'm due any day or if I'm about to pop.  Nope, two more months I tell them.  I love people's reaction to that!  They just can't believe that I'm only 30 weeks!  Hilarious.  I don't care though.  I LOVE my belly.  Mason moves all the time.  My favorite moment of this pregnancy so far was the other night.  Jay and I were just laying in bed with his hand over my belly feeling everything Mason was doing.  So many times when I Jay finally is able to feel for movement, Mason stops.  Such a stinker.  But when we can just lay there for a long period of time Jay gets to feel so much movement.  By far the best part of pregnancy.  Love feeling my baby moving around. 

He is still measuring right on track.  I don't have gestational diabetes, yay!  Already dealing with terrible circulation in my right hand/arm.  Excruciatingly painful at night.  I have already spent my first night out on the couch :(  It's a little early for that but it does seem to help.  The C-section should be scheduled for April 24th as long as the hospital approves that.  We did maternity pictures this weekend and the five that I have seen are wonderful!  I am so thankful I have done pictures of each pregnancy.  I wish I could post pictures on here right now to show my belly but I still haven't gotten that figured out yet.  Too much on my plate right now to work on that.  Hopefully soon though.

There's a quick update on our baby! 

And get this...Carter is turning five in two days.  What?!?!?  Crazy!  I am excited beyond belief to celebrate my sweet Carter man and the precious five years on this earth he has had.  Love that kid!   

Monday, February 23, 2015

Fear is Tricky

In my last post I briefly mentioned a post coming soon about fear and how fear has been a deep part of my life in the last year.  Fear is tricky.  Fear is annoying.  Fear is yucky.  And most importantly, fear is NOT from the Lord.  I have had two sweet friends tell me so profoundly recently that God does NOT give us the spirit of fear.  I needed to hear those words more than I realized and it has made a profound difference in my life in the last few weeks.  Even writing about this topic almost gives me a feeling of fear because it is so deeply personal and even somewhat irrational.  But I feel like it is probably something many people go through but often do not talk about.  I know this blog is mostly only read by my mom (and maybe a couple other family members) but I feel the urge to put in writing the feelings I have had recently.  I am absolutely believing without a shadow of a doubt that God will get me through this time in my life where fear is closely felt and show me through to the other side of it.  And to have my thoughts in writing would make it all the more amazing to see what God did in my life.  And maybe it could help just one person who struggles with feelings of fear as well.


I have never been a person who lives in fear.  I think I am a fairly rational and logical thinker and have always felt pretty calm about things in life.  That is until I became a parent.  Ha!  Being a mom sure can bring up fears in a person that they didn't know existed.  However, 2014 was a year of loss for us and I wonder if some of that has a little to do with the fear I have experienced recently.  Losing a baby sure can bring up irrational fears!  It started a couple of months ago when Jay and I decided to book tickets to fly to Iowa without our kids.  They were planning on having an auction to sell his Dad's farm equipment and tools and we liked the idea of being there to be a part of it and support the family anyway we could.  As soon as we purchased those tickets however, I felt this overwhelming feeling of fear...okay, folks, are you ready for the irrational part of my fear to be admitted to right now?  I felt this overwhelming feeling of fear that our plane was going to crash and our kids would no longer have their parents.  The night we bought the tickets I laid awake in bed for hours thinking about this.  I figured these feelings would go away by morning and wasn't extremely concerned about them.  However, they did not go away.  For a few days I felt an anxiousness that I have never felt before and felt like I was constantly thinking about this event taking place and our kids' lives changing forever.  I kept envisioning someone telling our kids that their mama and daddy had died and trying to feel what they might be feeling.  It literally made me want to vomit and I cried over it numerous times.  I don't even like writing these words because the thought of it happening still makes me sick to my stomach.  I was starting to wonder if God was speaking to me in this way and telling me to stay home.  That maybe something really was going to happen and this was His way of telling me not to get on that plane.  Can anyone say ridiculous?  I finally decided to talk to Jay about it.  It was a little hard for him to understand these feelings but he tried to be sympathetic.  This fear and anxiety continued for a while and then I began talking to people about it.  I realized that I could not live in this fear alone and needed wisdom in this area.  I was beginning to make plans that I wasn't going to go and that we were just out that $350.  But then God brought beautiful people into this with me who gave me so much wisdom and insight into who God is.  And I began to feel a super, teeny, tiny glimmer of peace. 


I AM going to Iowa with Jay in just four days.  I am leaving our kids here at home with wonderful grandparents who will take tremendous care of them while we are gone.  I have been reading my Bible most days (which is a bit new for me in the last few years), I have been reading a wonderful little book called Jesus Calling, with short daily devotionals and have been very encouraged by that, and I have prayed a lot.  After being reminded that God does not give us the spirit of fear, another friend who told me the same thing also reminded me that these feelings of fear are from Satan!  I let Satan take a hold of my heart for a few weeks and he was winning.  And he loved it.  He knew that all he had to do was remind me of airplanes and I turned into an untrusting, anxiety ridden, emotional mess who was one step further away from my heavenly Father.  I wonder today, right now in this moment, if this trip to Iowa has such a bigger and more profound purpose in my life.  This trip to Iowa holds its own amount of fear for me in that we are going there to deal with some sad and hurtful things going on with family that we love dearly and yet I was also dealing with fear of just getting there.  I think God is using this trip to bring me back to Him to the point of needing to cling to Him in order to survive and function each day.  That is why I want this in writing.  Because one day (after I have made it home safely from Iowa) I want to look back at this and praise God for his unfailing love and his mercy on me, a selfish, stubborn, and untrusting sinner. 


I do not want to live in fear.  I only want to fear my Heavenly Father, I want to be in AWE of his goodness and his holiness.  I know without a shadow of a doubt that God loves me and God loves my sweet Carter and Madelynn.  He is good.  He wants what is best for me.  Even when I completely forget to trust Him, He still wants me to be happy and blessed.  He wants to bless me.  He is leading me down a beautiful path, with bumps along the way, but a path that will only draw me closer to Him. 


I still let fear get to me from time to time.  I have felt it a little today.  However, that fear is from the devil.  And I refuse to give into it.  Every time I have these feelings I need to open up God's word and draw closer to Him.  I am getting on that airplane in a week trusting that I will land back in Oregon five days later to come home to my beautiful little blessings and be closer to my God than I ever have been before.