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As summer says goodbye, I tend to feel an anxiousness – usually because of a new school year starting (I’ll be working with high schoolers this year, so that’s a huge change) or this year because our oldest son’s entering kindergarten. But there’s definitely something even bigger that gets my nerves a little twitchy. Not-so-slowly but surely, the due date for our third child is closing in!

Due at the end of October, we’ll be welcoming our third and most likely final child. There are SO many emotions that go along with this, but I’ve noticed that our prep this time around has been a bit…different.

Today, I’m sharing a few of these marked differences that have accompanied a third child and seeing if anyone else has had a similar experience. Here it goes!

We’re buying fewer things. We didn’t have a shower (or sprinkle, or anything) with our second-born. … Read More

If you’ve been reading the Thirsties blog from time to time, you may remember when we had a family of one son, followed by two when our daughter, Harper, arrived in 2015. Well, as we all learned on Sesame Street, the next logical number to follow is three – and that’s just what we’ll have come the end of October.

I always knew that I might have three children one day. While I’m not a mathematical person, it always worked out in my mind: my husband is one of two boys, I’m the baby of four, so take the average; my parents were both from families of 5, so the fact that I was one of four kind of told my brain that THREE would be the perfect number.

Huh. Maybe I’m more of a mathematical person than I let on.

Anyhoo, regardless of my strange (no, really, you can … Read More

Since we’re expecting our second child in November, I’ve noticed one huge similarity between our first and second pregnancies: People all have an opinion as to the fact that we’re not learning our child’s gender. BIG opinions.

And I get it, I do. The first question we generally hear after people find out that we’re expecting is, “Oh! What’re you having?” Is it really a given these days that parents find out what they’re having? According to our local hospital, pretty much. My sister and I are the rare difference; many months can go by without that “It’s a…!!!” surprise moment in the delivery room.

I have heard that it’s becoming the “in” thing not to find out. If you know me in “real life,” you know that my husband and I are (proudly) as dorky as they come, so it’s clearly not why we’re making this choice. We just … Read More

As I mentioned in my post last week, we’re expecting our second little one this November and we’re all super excited. Yup, even our son! As a second-timer, I can’t help but think about those popular commercials, memes and articles touting the (seemingly ridiculous) differences between first-time parenting “novices” and been-there-done-that “experts.” I don’t necessarily buy into the idea; some are naturals from the start, some have a challenging child the second/third/fourth time around — different strokes for different folks.

It has been clear, though, how different the pregnancy side of things can be this second time around. Today, I’m sharing some of my observations harboring a baby bump this time. Let’s see if any of you practiced mamas out there agree!

– It feels like it’s going faster. A lot faster. It could be because life has just picked up speed since having a little guy, anyway, but … Read More

Today is Friday, September 19th, 2014 and it is 8:30 p.m. I am sitting in the pediatric wing of the Boulder Community Hospital with six year old Kate who was admitted earlier today for pneumonia. It’s not where I want to be and it’s certainly not where she wants to be, but when you have a child this sick, the monitors clearly showing me her heart rate and oxygen levels are comforting. The last time I was in the hospital overnight with Kate was when she was around ten months old when she was also admitted for pneumonia. Thankfully, this time around she is being a much better patient.

Ten-month old Kate was a lousy patient. I remember the doctor telling me that the albuterol they were giving her through a nebulizer might make her a little cranky. That turned out to be the understatement of the century. … Read More