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Sharing is Caring

Posted by casey on July 28, 2011 in For Your Funny Bone, Snapshots

He is going to be so excited to have a little brother to share with.
Can’t you tell?

 
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Failing at Doing Nothing

Posted by casey on July 27, 2011 in Life as I Know It

My mother never sat down. 

Yesterday, my pregnant self woke up in the home stretch third trimester with a sore back, tight hamstrings and a heavy belly and the return of some first trimester queasiness.  Frankly, I was also really tired which pretty much sums it all up. So, I decided that I was going to do nothing at all.  That is right.  My goal for the day was to accomplish nothing. 

I had a chiropractor appointment that I decided I was not going to load Caden and myself up for to get to in the morning.  This alone usually takes up all of our morning time before nap and I was not going to muster up the strength to SIT in the car and drive us there while hauling him in and out.  My usual grocery trip for dinner was taken off my agenda and I continued thinking of all the things that I was not going to accomplish.

While I was brainstorming this “lazy list”,  I made Caden banana pancakes and scrambled eggs, folded his laundry and started two more loads, unloaded & reloaded the dishwasher, saw dust-bunnies hopping on the floor so I vacuumed.  Naturally, since I had just vacuumed a mopping was in order.  I was not though, going to run errands – add that to the list.  I thought and I thought and while I thought Caden and I played outside, reorganized brother’s closet, and moved everything around in the new nursery to begin setting it up.  Don’t worry though remember?  I wasn’t doing anything.

By the time Colter got home I told him of my plan of doing nothing and how now my sore back that I was supposed to be treating gingerly was a throbbing back and I was seriously considering sawing off my feet.  It seems that carrying around the extra weight of Baby Belly plus the 25 lbs of Caden is just too much weight for my poor feet to take all day.   His response?  “You would have been better off had you just gone to the chiropractor.”

Turns out that my plan of doing nothing just meant I stayed in workout clothes.
Doing nothing turned into doing a lot more than I should have.
But doing nothing did result in leftovers for dinner.
Other than that I failed miserably at doing nothing.

My mother never sat down.
It seems to be genetic.

 
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A Picture Book Trip

Posted by casey on July 26, 2011 in Escaping Home, Family, Home, Life as I Know It

I’ve been trying to tell you about our trip for almost a month now.  It seems that I just can’t find the time.  Therefore you are getting the “See Spot Run” version.  A picture book trip I like to call it.

We were going on a trip and Caden was going on his first flight.

A very long flight it was. 

There was a lot of playing on the beach…

And even more playing in the house.

We found seaweed…

and hermit crabs…

and a bride and groom!

There were sandcastles and shovels.

Sun-hats and sunsets

A pregnant mama, a doting dad and a blessed family.

See Spot Run?
I mean…see our trip?
I know this didn’t do the trip justice but at least you get to see a little evidence that we went, saw a wedding, family, friends and lived to tell about traveling with a toddler and pregnant woman.

(My sister in law was able to to a write up if you are interested, and you can see pcitures of Caden’s cousins!)

 
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Blurbs from a Baby Belly

Posted by casey on July 22, 2011 in Everett's Edition

I know I have said it before, but I am having a difficult time realizing that I am not just a couple months pregnant.  I am a whole lot of pregnant which is apparent by the excessive tears, inevitable waddle, inability to sit on one position, noticeable “glow” which I like to call sweat, and oh yes…the belly. (All things I am “happy” to endure for our seond son.)As I head full force into my third trimester, I have come to terms with the fact that I may realize I am pregnant once I have birthed this child.

Disclaimer: I’m very aware this sonogram at 25 weeks looks like mush to you.  It is actually his face looking at us.  Top of forehead smashed on the right, the brighter spot in the middle is his nose.  All mushed, with a hand up there under his nose.  Don’t be alarmed…Caden had many like this too.

Yet again, I am writing in bullets because I just don’t think my brain can form clear logical paragraphs.  Sentences are pushing it as you will see below.  Some notes as of lately –

– The only time I get to pee alone is in the middle of the night.  Therefore, Caden and I spend a lot of time walking back and forth to the “washroom” during the day.  Maybe I should be joyful for these night-time moments of solitude.

– Speaking of the middle of the night, in true “let’s kick off the third trimester” fashion, my Charile Horses are back.  No, I don’t have a horse or three horses named Charlie.  Yes, the leg cramps if I so much as twitch a toe while I am sleeping wake me feeling like someone is sawing off my calves.  Poor Colter had to grab my foot last night and force it to flex to ease the cramp. (This happened with Caden too.  If I ate a banana a day they weren’t as bad, so here is to my banana diet increasing since I already eat one a day!)

– The dogs and my son know something is going on.  So, they all fight for space on the little lap I have left.  Caden likes to plop down into my lap when I sit Indian Style (I mean…criss cross applesauce) which inevitably means his bottom bounces off my belly in order to get there.  Poor brother.  Poor mommy.  Poor baby belly.

– Yesterday, Caden decided to crawl up on top of my belly and take a bite.  He either thought it was a marshmallow or he isn’t too sure he wants a brother.  Let’s hope for the marshmallow.

– I spend a lot of the day wondering if I have fever.  Duh.  No fever, I’m pregnant…in the heat of summer.  Chugging ice water and being half nude don’t even do the trick.

– I can’t sleep without the feeling of a blanket over me.  The last thing I want is a blanket over me.  Decisions…decisions.

– Where last pregnancy men and women went out of there way to offer assistance, open doors and do all things chivalrous for me, this time they see me and my other small child and laugh.  “You did this to yourself, you’re on your own.”  So, I have stopped expecting any kindness short of shutting a door in my face right as I am trying to walk through.  However, this past weekend a man at the bank who had already been waiting insisted that I go before him because he was in no hurry and then another man gave me his shopping cart at Target.  I thought about crying.

– Baby Kaz II, also known as brother, baby belly and anything except for an actual name is having a party in my belly all the time.  It seems as though he can’t get comfy.   Thankful that he reminds me is there and well and would prefer that he get a little more rest so that he can  get comfortable.  Maybe I should try that for both of us.

– After many breakdowns on my part for lack of progress, and many unexpected issues with furniture (recalls, reordering, re-everything) there is finally, well, progress in Baby Kaz II’s room.  By progress I mean nothing is done, but a new crib has finally been ordered, a dresser picked up, blinds are in the box waiting to be hung, a chair has been moved in there, my Dad is going to fix the closet and I just got an e-mail saying the bedding has shipped.  So, everything is shall I say..on the way?

On the way brings me nesting anxiety because while everyone likes to remind me that we have 3 months that does not comfort me because 3 months last time was a ton of time.  This time, one trip to pick up the dresser takes up a full day of “outing” time with Caden and we definitely don’t have all the time in the world to put things together at home etc. since our little angel likes to walk off with parts.  The fact that there is progress is bringing me some peace, I’m sure I’ll cryfrom relief when it is finished.  Then again, I cried this morning because the pineapple I bought was bad.

On top of trying to prepare my body, mind, and home to have this child we have….a rehearsal this weekend, visit from Dad next week, out of town wedding the weekend after that, Cathryn’s 3rd birthday, my new niece’s expected arrival and a trip to Houston.  That just gets us through August.  All I ask is that I get to see a movie with my husband before November.  Okay, that isn’t all I ask.  But it would be a fabulous start.

I did finish knitting a hat for Baby Kaz II and I can’t wait to put it on his sweet little head.  Now I need to do some boy hats and his Christmas stocking cap like his brother’s. I feel so much better when I am able to take the time to do some little things for just him too to remind myself and him that he is loved, thought of and we are thrilled to be adding to our family.

  Until next time, let’s all pray for less tears.  It is getting ridiculous.  Talk about your second pregnancy being different from your first!  At least there is still humor.

 
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Cookie in a Cake

Posted by casey on July 16, 2011 in In The Kitchen, Sweet Treats

While Mr. Kazmann plays in Vegas, back up has been brought in to keep me sane.  That and to try and stop the tears.  A difficult task on both counts if you ask me.  Regardless an annual visit with cannot be complete without dessert. (Preferably dessert and booze but I’m told that isn’t good when you’re pregnant.)  Last year, I made my favorite banana pudding which was a huge hit and is still one of her favorites.  Unfortunately she no longer consumes raw dairy, so this year it was out and Chocolate Chip Bundt Cake was in.

I saw this recipe here a few weeks ago and after it’s innaugural appearance at dinner with my in laws it was given the stamp of approval as a must have dessert. 

Chocolate Chip Bundt Cake

2 1/4 cups flour
8 oz chocolate
1 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
2 sticks unsalted butter (at room temp)
2 cups packed light brown sugar
3 eggs (at room temp)
1 1/2 tsp vanilla
1 cup buttermilk (at room temp)

My Modifications from Original
- More Chocolate! I added at least another 2-4 oz if chopped milk and semi sweet chocolate to the recipe and it still had a fabulous dough to chocolate ratio and didn’t over do it.
– Buttercream drizzle. When cooled, I whipped up some chocolate buttercream frosting (melt two squares baking chocolate….whip 4 Tablespoons butter with cooled chocolate and enough powdered sugar to get the consistency you like).  It added presentation and deliciousness.

1. Preheat your oven to 350 degrees.  Grease (with butter or spray) the inside of your bundt pan and dust with flour (sprinkle flour around the inside then flip over and lightly tap to get rid of the excess).

2. In a bowl to set aside, whisk together your dry ingredients (flour, baking soda, baking powder, salt)

3. Begin beating together your butter and brown sugar on your mixer over medium-high speed.  Let it do its job for a few minutes until light and fluffy. (I swear that it does get noticeable light and fluffy if you let it go for a few minutes. Patience friends.)

4. Add your eggs in one at a time letting it mix for one minute in between each egg. (Patience – don’t dump them in all at once.  It is just 3 minutes.)

5. Add in your vanilla.  Once incorporated, reduce speed to low.

6. Begin alternating your dry ingredients and buttermilk into the mixture.  Let it combine fully after each addition and try to finish this process in three rounds (or so) of alternating.

6. Stir in your chocolate with a spatula.

Evenly pour your batter into your bundt pan and smooth over with a spatula.  Place the bundt pan directly on the bakign rack (no cookie sheet underneath) and bake for 60-65 minutes. (In my oven 60 min has been perfect everytime).  If you think the top is getting too brown (it will brown nicely) you can cover it with foil and the end and still let it cook.

**IMPORTANT** Patience again.  Let the cake cool (15 minutes) in the pan before unmolding it or when you do the top of the cake will stay in the pan when you flip it over.  Then, let it cool ona  wire rack completely before adding frosting or powdered sugar.  This is especially good with ice cream and berries if you feel like adding to the calorie count!

 
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Waterworks

Posted by casey on July 13, 2011 in Everett's Edition, For Your Funny Bone, Life as I Know It

I have been trying to finish going through the pictures of our trip so I can share them with you (and all those I promised to mail discs too), just like I have been trying to name this baby and trying to run errands in the heat and trying to remember to eat but you see…I can’t stop crying.  This round of the hormonal cry started three days ago.  I think I’m dehydrated…from crying…for no real reason…with no end in sight (that I can make happen on my own anyway).

– Did you know that I will be six months pregnant at the end of the week and entering trimester tres?  Me either.  I keep thinking “It’s okay, you’re just a little bit pregnant, you can still reach that/fit there/climb that/carry such and such.”  Turns out I can’t.  It also turns out I’m not just a little bit pregnant.  I’m a lot of pregnant.

(Insert hormonal tears for not remembering that I’m pregnant)

- Did you know that at any point during the day somewhere in my mind I am thinking about how I wish I was naked.  (Pease don’t picture the image, just ponder the thought.)  I really don’t want to complain about the heat honest, but this past week it has finally taken over my life.

(Insert hormonal tears for feeling like you might have a heat stroke inside your own home.)

- Due to the above situation I really don’t want anything tight on my skin.  However, if you recall the first bullet, I am pregnant (I already forgot too, it’s okay.)which means the majority of my wardrobe has some element of clingy spandex to it.  I may have given in and actually worn one of Colter’s t-shirts to the store yesterday which I only did in the house and at the very end of my pregnancy with Caden.  I just couldn’t take the thought of something clung to me.  Instead, I looked like a fat, homeless person.

(Insert hormonal tears for looking frumpy.)

- I spent fifty minutes waiting at my OB today.  Part of this wait was spent watching the nurse who was supposed to be calling me back “yuck it up” with the pharmaceutical sales rep and compare makeup.  Part of this wait was spent standing in my exam room.  All of this wait was spent trying to convince a very frustrated toddler that he did in fact want to stay in his stroller for just a little while longer.  And they want to know why I am not relaxed with a regular resting blood pressure?

(Insert hormonal tears because you just want to sit and wait in peace if you are going to have to wait to begin with.)

- After the fifty minutes my doc came in, measured my belly, listened to Baby Kaz II’s heart and said “Looks great, see you next month.”  That took three minutes max.  You’re telling me, that me, a crying pregnant lady spent fifty minutes wrestling an injured, crying toddler for three minutes of nonsense?  Oh wait, here comes the best part. “Looks like you have gained 10 lbs since last visit.”

- Ten Pounds! My last visit was one month ago.  Ten pounds in one month.  I should remind you that I mentioned in the first paragraph that I have a hard time remembering to eat on any given day so what this ten pounds is I have no idea. (After sweet husband laughed at this news, he was kind enough to say “Maybe they mis-weighed you last time.”)  No wonder I feel puffy and large.  I am.  Now my clothes that I want loose are even tighter.  Oh dear God.

(Insert hormonal tears for packing on all the weight you hadn’t gained yet this pregnancy in one month.)

- If you were paying close attention (I don’t blame you for skimming.)you may have seen the phrase “injured toddler” in the last bullet.  This is a whole other story but I will say this for now…yesterday was even worse.  There was a trip and fall on Caden’s part which led to a split open head, an ambulance ride, stitches and a very sad mommy.  Now, since I said that, I should also say this – he is fine and for the most part could care less today.  I cry every time I look at him.

(Insert hormonal tears for sweet baby boy.)

I wish I could say that all of the crying actually had reasons (rational or not) like it seems with this post.  Unfortunately that isn’t the case.  It is also unfortunate that my dear, patient hubs always wants to make me feel better and talk about it which makes me cry harder because I don’t know why I am crying to begin with and having to say “I don’t know why.” makes the tears really flow for being so stupid.  There you have it.   The waterworks.  You and I both wish this was all about some amazing water park and the water works there. 

Instead, I’m here wondering how strange it would be to get an IV for dehydration from crying.
Don’t worry Baby Kaz II (who still remains nameless and thus for you, initial-less, I am trying to stop the waterworks.)

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Stamped

Posted by casey on July 6, 2011 in Caden, Escaping Home, Family, Home

His Passport Has Been Stamped


We all survived not only our first flight together, but an international one.
Now, we just need a vacation from our vacation.
Give me a month or two to sleep this one off and I’ll get the pictures to you. :)

 
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Feast for the 4th – Shiskabobs

Posted by casey on July 1, 2011 in In The Kitchen, The Main Show

If you just couldn’t handle getting out your crock pot for my BBQ Brisket for the 4th, how about turning to the grill?  Classic.   This shiskabob marinade has been tested tried and true, and has been around as long as I can remember.  Again, you can marinade this overnight if you are needing ample prep time, or for just a few hours the day of cooking.  I prefer it with chicken, however we have used beef as well and the flavor is still delicious.

Shiskabob Marinade
8 ounces pineapple juice
1/4 cup corn oil
/4 cup soy sauce
1/2 teaspoon ground ginger (freshly zested ginger does wonders, but dried will work)
1/4 teaspoon pepper
2 cloves garlic minced

1. Combine all of your marinade ingredients in a glass bowl or container.
2. Cut boneless chicken breasts into chunks (or beef) and place in the marinade. Stir to make sure they are fully covered.
3. Cover the bowl and marinate as long as you need. (Don’t be excessive….but overnight can be okay)
4. An hour or so before grilling add veggies to the marinade (green & red bell peppers, onions, potato chunks)
5. Cut up fresh pineapple and set aside.

Spear your shiskabobs with your marinated mixture and fresh pineapple and grill away!

** Disclaimer: Something in this marinade makes it feel crazy cold.  So, if your fingers feel like they are going to fall off as you are pulling the pieces out and spearing them I take no responsibility.  Think of it as part of the experience.**

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