Like everyone else, we have a few spaces in our life and home that are extra messy. You know what I mean. Dumping grounds. Where all the junk goes. Our shed has become one of these spots in the years passed, and today was the day we decided to dig into it! Before the snow flies, we thought we should clean the shed out good and proper. If we ever do get to move, it will very likely be in winter 😩 and I’d rather we had done the yard stuff, and didn’t have to do it then, in the snow-filled backyard.
We borrowed a trailer from Rae and Tom, and it is back in the driveway, ready to be organized and loaded up with more things that we’d ideally not deal with in the wintertime. As in, all the shed stuff, the garage stuff, and really anything we just know we won’t need here for the next few months.
This is the part where I REALLY hope we don’t have to unlaod all of this stuff back into this house. Lord, hear our prayers!!
Anywho. Back to the day!!!
We are burning up some of the pallets that won’t travel with us, that are too damaged to use for anything.
We’re pulling ALL the toys out of the shed to see what is still in good enough shape to save and what is going to go.
Sooooo much is going, hahaha! But we’re keeping the things that are still in good shape that the kids are invested in. Sleds. Metal tonkas. The kids sized wheelbarrow. Croquet. Stuff like that. Almost all the plastic went.
We broke for lunch, and I heated up some leftovers on the stove for this tired, chilly bunch. It was a very relaxed lunch. Pizza bites. Tortellini. Soup. Everyone ate and rested up at least a little.
Back out we went for a little bit more work. We got the fire going up again, and loaded a bunch of garbage into Brady’s van to haul away as soon as holiday hours allow. Kids played, and we sipped coffee until it was time to move again. I VERY much love this man. 💜
But then, a morsel got cold, and needed to eat, and upon re-entering the house, another morsel squawked at me. So, I’ll lurk inside with those monkeys, and the rest of the gang is keeping at it!
I, too, am keeping at it. But in a different way 😅 and thats ok!
Guys. I’m a genius, and its important that you know it.
I’m entirely kidding, obviously. But I solved a mild complication in our home and I feel really good about it.
Firstly, I know kids doing chores looks different in every home. Dishes is the job I push for every single day. Some have an easier time with it than others, and not everyone is entirely capable of doing the whole job. But also, not everyone likes working together. So, as many of us know, its quite a dance.
Our recent system has been as follows: Dekker and Rowan alternate doing dishes in the morning and after school. Laela does evening dishes. Thats the biggest one, for sure, but its the one she prefers. I’m not a monster, I promise. Meanwhile, Solly and Wavy are in charge of garbage and recycling.
Aaaaand how the recent system goes? Not awesome. Rowan hates dishes. Solly hates recycling, and Wavy knows it, so she always picks garbage first, because she moves faster than Solly. But its the system we’ve had. Not everything is easy. Thats ok.
So the other day, I went downstairs in the morning to get the boys up, and gave Sol the usual lecture about actually getting up, actually getting ready, and actually NOT standing in the middle of the basement in the buck, talking to himself for ten minutes. But, I know him, and I know thats what he’ll do. I’m not sure I’ve talked about it on the blog, but Solomon was also diagnosed with ADHD, alongside Rowan. They have entirely different types, and Solly is so deeply inattentive, its a bit bonkers to witness. Anyway, that very day, I finally put it all together! How we could make the morning WAY easier for him, plus solve some of my issue with chores.
When I got Sol up that day, I asked him to come up right away instead of getting dressed for the day, and I asked him to set the table for breakfast. He was all over it! Grabbed his glasses and came up with me in his jammie pants. He set the table and poured milk while everyone else got up and ready.
At breakfast, both boys took their meds. As always.
By the time he was done eating, Solly was significantly more in there, and he got ready for school with time to spare!!! This is a HUGE victory for him!!! And WAY less nagging and frustration for me!!!
This solved my issue of chores for Solly and Wavy on the spot. Solly is my official table setter. That includes pouring drinks, putting out serving utensils, and getting a new milk from the basement if we need one. Thats all his gig. And Wavy does both garbage and recycling. That includes the diapers we all throw into the entrance throughout the day.
Meanwhile, dishes are still on the big kids. Laela is happy with her slot, and Dekker and Rowan are trying out a system where Dekker does morning dishes, and Rowan does afternoon dishes for the week. And then on the weekend, no one does morning dishes *GASP* and they share the job of afternoon dishes. We’ll see how smoothly that goes, haha! Rowan is quite resistant to change, and since agreeing to this change, he is concerned he won’t be able to have play dates after school anymore. And he will, because the real goal is to teach the kids to flex and help each other out here and there. But its a process, for sure!
Anyway. This really feels like a win for me, and I’m excited to share it with you!! We, of course, have other jobs we do. Everyone picks up the house every day, twice a day. And kids help when asked. But for the same of structure, this makes me really, really happy 🙂
Not only is it bug-free with the colder weather, but it seems the nasty bug that’s been passed around has officially left the building. *knocks on wood* We’ve had some on and off illness for long enough now, and now, a couple of the kids are rocking gentle colds, and everyone is mending nicely.
Eight of us were even able to go to the school today for the Remembrance Day assembly that Laela’s class put on. She, and a number of students, took turns reading lines, introducing all the moving parts of the presentation. It was just such a cute scene, watching her up there in her “red” (but definitely neon pink) pants to “match” the colour scheme. She confidently did the actions to the songs and spoke loudly and clearly into the microphone.
Brady ducked out of work for an early lunch to join the assembly. I met him there with the babes. I saw all five elementary kids file in and out of the gym. And we missed Dekker, but I suppose thats the norm now. I can’t wait until he’s old enough to have spares, and then I’ll make him spend them going back to elementary school 😆
I’m so grateful everyone is well leading into a long weekend. We’ve got goals 💪 Lord, please continue to be close to us and protect us!
You’ve likely noticed I rarely speak in detail about fostering on the blog. And you probably can piece together why. For obvious reasons, we don’t share details of children in care. I know, on social media, it’s acceptable to post pictures and certain details, while covering faces with emojis or whatnot. My blog is more public than my social media, and can be seen by anyone, so I aim to be considerably more tight lipped on here. I’m sure you get it.
Brady and I specifically told the ministry that we carried hearts for medical babies, and they really liked that! We were approved officially on a Friday afternoon, and Monday morning, as soon as business hours began, we got a placement! The person I spoke to from the ministry said they were aware we were seeking medical babies, but that they were going to start us off a bit simpler with a non-medical baby.
Fast forward a week, and we had a VERY medical baby on our hands!
And we still do!
And we have absolutely NO regrets!!! We are positively besides ourselves, just miserably in love with our morsel!! Ack!!! That attachments hurts sooooo good!!!
So while I can’t tell you all about baby’s direct details, I can tell you all we’ve been learning, and why our life is so much busier now!
A VERY new concept in our home has been tube feeding! I have established a great relationship with people at Saskabilities, where the feeding pump, pole, backpack, and feed bags come from, as well as Nordon Drugs, where syringes, ng tubes, and all kinds of adhesives and preps come from. I have learned how to insert and secure an ng tube, which goes in through the nose and all the way down into the tummy. Believe it or not, this isn’t comfortable for the morsel, and I have become very accustomed to how to manage the struggle, as the tube is removed and reinserted at least a few times a week. Fun is not had by all, but I am an expert at this by now.
The lesser side of things with ng tube feeding is learning to use the pump and actually set up feeds. A fresh feed bag is used each day, inserted through the machine, and attached to the IV pole. Or, if we’re leaving the house, we have a portability backpack that really helps keep things more convenient. Powdered formula has a bit more room for error, so we have gone to buying liquid concentrate and mixing with distilled water to make feeds. Once the milk is mixed, its poured into the feed bag, and the pump is primed, so the baby isn’t fed a full tube of air before the feed.
Once the machine alerts that the feed is finished, it is detached from aforementioned baby, the bag is rinsed out, and the pump is flushed out with fresh water.
The baby end of the tube is likely still full of milk. Before anything else, you need to flush that line with water so the milk doesn’t get old and spoiled before baby’s next feeding. The amount of water, and frankly, the amount of milk, is established with the babys dietician earlier, and is maintained by regular weigh-ins and phone calls, where you decide if the amount is appropriate or needs to be tweaked.
Considering all of this with feeding, it also means every single med, prescription or otherwise, goes in the ng tube, not the mouth. So something as simple as a dose of Tylenol for teething pain means sucking the tylenol up through the special syringe with the ng tip (which have to be procured through medical supply stores) inserting it into the ng, and then following it up with water.
Thats it for feeding!! So far, anyway…
Another new venture for our family has been helmets! Helmetting. Helmet therapy. Call it what you will. I’m sure you’ve seen babies wearing helmets here and there. Its not super common, but also not unheard of.
With helmets, we’ve maintained another important relationship with Saskabilities, in the ortho department. There is one helmet guy in the province. ONE. John. And he is positively wonderful. We have learned the ropes along the way as gracefully as possible. He has taught us how to clean the helmet, with the soap we know suits the baby, and to dry it well and powder it with corn starch before reapplying it to the melon it was custom made for!
As heads shift, so do helmets, and that can lead to some rubbing and sore skin. Some of it can be managed with simple barrier cream, but big changes can lead to open sores. I had the opportunity to speak to our lovely helmet guy while he was away on holidays, and he directed me how to heat the exterior of the helmet and flex it until it it holds in a new position. I was promised that I couldn’t mess something up that our helmet guy could not fix, which was super reassuring and deemed to be true. Helmet therapy gradually gets the baby up to being worn 23 hours a day. Yes. That much. Yes. While they sleep. Always. And yes, surprisingly, they do get used to it. I’ve learned tons about plageocephaly and the levels of severity. It has been a huge learning curve, and a very successful one!! Helmet therapy is EFFECTIVE!!
Fun bonus tip!! You can stick the ng tube into the velcro in the helmet to keep it out of reach. Or, if the tube is on the non-velcro side, you can tape it to the side of the helmet. Multi-use equipment!
I’ve learned how to do inhalers for babies, with aerochambers. Nebulizers for babies. Sometimes the baby hates the nebulizer enough that they need an inhaler after 😳
I’ve witnessed and managed the recovery of all kinds of tests – blood, urine, barium, echos, ultrasounds, scopes, esophograms, TB tests, sweat tests, and countless chest xrays.
I’ve learned an incredible amount about blood oxygen levels and respiratory health. Lung stuff is a HUGE field I’ve never delved into, but like paraplegia and spinal cord injury, you don’t learn that stuff until you need to, or someone you love needs to.
We have had days where the morsel has been attached to an ng tube, oxygen prongs, three leads, a blood oxygen monitor, and an IV. We’ve had days where only the ng sits tight and things are normal. That is what thriving looks like in our case.
I praise the Lord for all we went through before our foster process began, as it prepared us for the world of medical needs, as well as a plethora of appointments, doctors, and changes to manage. I could tour you around our hospitals quite confidently nowadays. The way our life is right now feels very busy, but also very much like what we were meant to do.
Three of my children can confidently, safely accomplish ng feedings, start to finish. Two of our Dahlsjos even learned how over the summer! Everyone pitches in.
A baby with medical needs, delays,, and dysregulation takes extra effort, patience, and time. Lots and lots and LOTS of extra love, which we are SO happy to provide! We are overwhelmed with gratefulness for the people in our lives who are also happy and willing to pour into the life of our little foster babe. To those who have helped keep our family afloat while I’ve been away, learning all of these things, practicing, testing, troubleshooting, recovering, etc., we absolutely could not be afloat without you 💜
We praise the Lord for all we have. Our hearts are full.
The main bummer of fostering is that I can’t show you half as many pictures anymore! Specifically of today, because Cher and I took both babes out for a bit this afternoon for an appointment. So I had three babes 😏 See what I did there? Ya you did.
So I can’t prove to you that it was cute, but you’ll have to take my word for it.
While we were out, we ran into a couple of friends and had some shorty visits. One of them even fixed an issue we were having with the stroller, which was pretty awesome. That was a three person job, but she had friends along, so they did it for me, hahaha! Thanks, ladies!
We got home shortly before 4pm, and were greeted by a peaceful house. Mom and Solly were reading together, and everyone else was playing peacefully. My mom, Cher, and I visited in the living room for a bit before we parted ways 💜 I SO appreciated both of their help and company today 💜
Brady came home, kids ate grilled cheese, and the dishes got done. Now, big kids are out on a walk, young ones are tucked (except the babes) and Bradys and my supper are in the oven. Feels like an “eating after the kids go to bed” kind of day.
Around 4pm, I would’ve said tomorrow is a completely free day, but instead, it is completely full as of 4:30, hahaha! So here’s hoping for sleep and renewed energy in the morning 💜
Its funny how airing out mistakes to your friends can bring so much encouragement. After I shared my baking fails with you yesterday, I had some fresh ambition and got back into it today. I made another big batch of banana bread batter. For reference, this is the wet ingredients only.
Aaaaand then I needed to refill my flour and was almost successful 😅
Goodness lol! If I didn’t already dream of having my own grain mill, this just adds to that, hahaha!
I mixed up the super batch and got things into the oven!
And guys 🙌 They turned out WAY better!!!!!
So the changes I made this time around was that I filled the pans more evenly, and I baked them all on one rack. I flipped them all around halfway through. And towards the end, I covered them with foil.
So I got a bit gutsy and wrote this post before I even cut into these 😅 BUT!!! THEY WORKED!
WHEW!!! 😅
This is the part where I hack these all up, cool them completely, wrap them individually, and then throw them in the freezer for lunches/breakfasts!!
Thank you, friends, for all your encouragement and for not straight up heckling me for failing. It helps add to the success 💜
Remember a few years ago when I was SO shaky and insecure in the kitchen? I’m still not 100% by any means, but my confidence has grown in some ways, and I’ve actually really been enjoying baking as of late. Just in time for Christmas baking, I guess!!
Back in the day, if I made a recipe that didn’t work out that first time, I never revisited it. Or it took a LOT of encouragement if I did. And thats mostly what this post it about, because after this weekend and a couple of kitchen flops, I can see I have developed the ability to learn from this particular breed of mistake and try again! Woot! So let’s openly discuss my failures, hahaha! 😅
First one was a new granola recipe I’ve been wanting to make. It makes a HUGE batch, so I cut it down to try it the first time, and it came together pretty well! The flavor was good, and it wasn’t loaded with a bunch of junk. But when I baked it for the suggested time, it was still SO fall-aparty. I kept giving it more time until finally, one pan burned, and I took it all out, discouraged.
What I didn’t know about this recipe was that it SETS!!! When the pans had cooled, the granola broke apart in chunks like it was supposed to!!! Except they are VERY dry, crunchy chunks. So. Live and learn, now I know, and I WILL make this again!
I think busted up with homemade yogurt on it would be SO good! Hello breakfast parfait!!
So I made that on Friday morning, and in the afternoon, I tried a new banana bread recipe. Again, I really like aspects of this recipe, and I felt really hopeful. Its a nice big recipe, which was the draw. It used a lot of bananas and a lot of eggs, and made four loaves. It all looked great going in, and coming out!
BUT! Two of the loaves were SO gunky and undercooked inside that I gave them up to Cher’s dogs :/ This one I haven’t entirely nailed down yet. It might’ve just not liked my convection oven. Or maybe the loaf pans were just filled unevenly, which I can definitely vouch happened. Regardless, I think I’ll make this recipe again but I’ll cook them all on one level. Or maybe two at a time? I’m not sure. But I will absolutely try again!
Thankfully, two of the loafs cooked through, and ended up being a quick supper when we found out we were receiving a second babe that evening! So there was no big loss 🙂 Still worth the effort!
Today, I made a gigantic batch of muffins for the next couple weeks of breakfasts.
I think tomorrow I will attempt the banana bread again, though 🙂 Its so nice for the kids to have something yummy and baked for breakfast and for lunch if I can swing it!
Oh and granola bars. Coming to the end of those too.
Like I said, lol! I’m really enjoying baking, flops and all 💜
We had some pretty important plans for today. Things were scheduled. My mom was booked to have the five kids for the entire day. Stuff was in place!
And then, we received an emergency placement call, and became the proud foster parents of a second babe!!! Wanna seeeeeee???
I’m just kidding, come on, you couldn’t have fallen for that. But Laela’s photobomb says it all. The family is STOKED to bring another little one on board!! The squeals that erupted from every child when they found out absolutely filled my heart, and my ears, because WOW they were happy!
All of our plans went out the window, and we prioritized helping our little spoonful of sunshine get acclimated. Which was much more fun, anyway.
We are officially a family of nine! For now 💜 We shall see what tomorrow brings. We trust you, Lord!
Thank you, everyone, for your care about our housing situation. I received some comments, a handful of private messages, and even a call or two after I posted the blog, and it really meant a lot to me 💜 It is undeniable that we have a beautiful crew of people in our corner, and for you all, I am SO grateful.
I do want to say something about my weird vague way of talking about this. On one hand, I don’t care to reveal TOO much about where we are aiming to move on the internet. Feels a bit tricky, and while the vast majority of my readers are people I am at least acquainted with, I can’t speak for the group in entirety. I don’t want absolutely EVERYONE to know where I live. I’m sure that makes sense.
Also, realistically, whoever does buy our house will indeed live in town, and I do NOT desire to say or suggest anything disrespectful! I have NO bad blood whatsoever! But, in the same breath, things are not going as I would prefer, and the door is not closed on selling our house to someone else.
As the clause states in our acceptance of the offer on our house, if anyone shows up who wants to buy it who does not have to sell their home first, we are able to accept their offer. That would absolutely be our ideal, for obvious reasons.
Anyway. Thats the end of my shorty rant. I mean no disrespect. But we continue to look for buyers. So. If you know anyone.
I’ve had a handful of questions recently regarding the sale of our house. You know how you don’t usually share stuff until its pretty confirmed? Thats why we haven’t talked much about it publicly – because we are still waiting. But! There is info I can share, so here we go with the little I have for you!
Firstly, in case you missed it earlier, we ARE staying in Dalmeny. Uprooting from Dalmeny is simply off the table. We love it here. Its home. Not just to me, but to Brady and our children. So, there’s that.
We learned of a house that would be going onto the market, and that the sellers were happy to let us look at it first. It is an amazing fit. We saw it on a Friday, asked to see it once more on the following Monday, and put in an offer that very evening. It was accepted, conditional on the sale of our house. Boom. We got this thing ready to list.
After a few showings, we got an offer. It wasn’t a perfect setup, but we accepted after laying down some good strong conditions that protect us well. Meanwhile, we waited for our buyer to sell their house!
It wasn’t long before they DID get an offer on their house that they accepted!!
But would you like to guess what happens now??
Now
We wait
for them
to sell their house!!!!
So. We wait. If that was unclear.
When I said the other day that we hope that November will see us with all of our moving plans organized, that is exactly what I meant. We HOPE it’ll all be worked out. That was the original goal, and it remains to be our goal. To take possession of the next place at the end of November.
In the meantime, I’m rocking the limbo, as I do, like a boss.
Ok so maybe more like a train wreck. I want to PACK!! But I can’t! Because what if it doesn’t actually come together and then I have to UNpack? Or what if it all falls through and we have other showings? I can’t have boxes all over the place. But, if I wait, and it all comes together in a couple of weeks, I’ll be scrambling! Ack!
Anyway. Waiting. You guys know, we do a lot of it. But it’ll come. Just keep praying 💜
