Life Updated 

Has it really been 5 weeks since I last posted?  Hmmm…  I guess I’ve just been super busy trying to raise these babies all while Nolan had a whirlwind of track and field provincials , flag football provincials (which they won and qualified for nationals!), said goodbye to middle school and somehow I’m only getting better each day at being a mama to three!  Every day is guaranteed to have an insane moment or two, or three or all day!  But overall, I have to say, I think I’m doing pretty good.  

The day my freezer meals ran out. WAAAAH!  I grieved.  It was a dark day of mourning, but somehow I’ve managed to make dinner amongst juggling fussy babies and driving Nolan to or from whatever he may be doing!  But guess what?  I’m doing it and it’s friggin hard but I’m doing it and I’m very proud of myself!

Bash is 8 weeks now and in somewhat of a routine.  He has not been an easy baby but in the past couple weeks I’ve managed to get him to almost sleep through the night and finally nap in his bassinet which feels like one more victory point for me.  He is growing in leaps and bounds and at this rate, he’s going to be my chubbiest baby!  And this boy is smiling and getting so cute that I can hardly handle it!  Did I mention he’s a total mama’s boy?!  Yippee!

Wylder is the best!  He is 18 months in a few short days and I think he just gets more fun every day!  He is a comedian and a little crazy and super sweet…  He is talking so much but nothing sounds right yet.  Like when he yells “GO!” when we chase him, but he actually is yelling “DIE”!!  Guys…it’s ‘GO’, not ‘DIE’…we promise!  We are all just loving this stage so much, it’s seriously so much fun!

Nolan is also the best.  I could write a novel on that boy.  He is amazing!  I’ll need a whole blog post devoted to what he’s been up to and one day I will get to that.  In the meantime, I’ll just note that these boys of mine are the bomb.  They are my whole life and I honestly wouldn’t be half of who I am without them!

Oh ya.  Toms good!

I’m a tired lady.  I struggled with depression after I had Wylder and was so scared of facing that again and maybe I still will, but so far I’m feeling as good as I can be.  Aside from real exhaustion, I feel pretty much 100% recovered from my surgery which is such a different story from the last one.   I’m getting out, seeing friends and so far this postpartum season has been so much better than anticipated.  

Here are a few pictures from our forced family photo shoot that I insisted was a good idea but ended up being incredibly awkward.  Thankfully we got a few good shots and only this first one is a little odd!

3 Weeks Postpartum and Still Standing

The first week postpartum was great.  I can’t believe how much faster I’m healing from my c-section this time. We had help lined up that first week which was so wonderful.  I’m so missing my mother doing my laundry and cooking me food and entertaining Wylder… The second week was challenging.  Day 9 arrived and I was officially on my own with two babies.  Tom is swamped at work so couldn’t exactly take time off, so I had to brave the days by myself.  It has taken a lot to build up the strength to face each day with these two babies and I know I have to get some systems in place because this is my life now.  Currently, it is a juggling act to say the least.  Bash has no schedule. Wylder is still transitioning from 2 to 1 naps a day.  I’m healing from major abdominal surgery. But I live to tell you all about it, so I get a point! 

I’m exhausted.  Every day I think I am a little more tired than the day before. Wylder is becoming slight trouble, and rightfully so given his age and the fact that he now has to share me with Bash.  He spilled my full coffee one morning as my hands were both tied up with Bash. I yelled “NOOOOOOOOOO”, as he slowly took one finger and while looking at me with his devilish grin, ever so gently tipped the cup over.  The cup fell over and coffee spilled everywhere and the boy just walked away as if nothing happened.  He didn’t even react!  We refer to him as Hurricane Wylder because every day he empties every drawer in our bathroom, the kitchen cupboards, and if given the opportunity, he loves to throw laundry all over any room!  He is taking full advantage of me being tied down feeding Bash by exploring our kitchen to the fullest and recently emptied an entire bag of BCAA’s on the kitchen floor and let me tell you, he is stealth.  I had no idea this even occurred for an hour or so after he did it!  He really is a sweetheart, but extremely busy.  I recently introduced him to Netflix and he has become more manageable for the 10 minutes he will sit and watch his shows. I’m finally ready to start going for walks and getting out of the house which I believe will be perfect for all of us and most importantly, my sanity!


I’ve been eating a healing soup recipe I found while researching for my postpartum care in the hopes that it cancels out all the non-healing foods I’ve been eating.  The chocolate…why can’t I stop eating it!  I always eat my soup out of my Multipower mug in support of Tom’s work like the good wife I am! The recipe is so delicious, I’ll need to share!


The worst part of every day, aside from the times when both babies are crying and need me at the same time, or when I’m waking up for night feeds and the baby poops so I have to change a diaper when I’m dog tired then he is super awake which means I am too until he falls back asleep, or when Wylder refuses to walk and he demands I carry him while I’m holding Bash… Sorry, got a little side tracked there. No, it’s when nap time ends because that means I’m full time mothering constantly between the two babies until I get Wylder relief which happens when the husband walks in the door after work or the rare day Nolan isn’t busy with sports.  Nolan is so helpful, he is a baby whisperer.  Seriously, he’s amazing with newborns!

During nap time, somehow by the grace of God, these two babies both have had a decently long afternoon nap for me this week only, which gives me an opportunity to nap myself or shower. Usually I can only choose one so I’ll alternate days (the secrets out, I don’t shower  everyday).  Rarely I’ve gotten both or neither depending if these dudes want to do me a favour or not and SLEEP. If someone is not sleeping, it’s probably the extra small one (the boys are officially referred to by size; Nolan is the big one, Wylder is the small one, and Bash is our extra small one). Bash is turning on us. Our sweet darling angel baby found his lungs and he’s not afraid to use them!  Wylder is a total mimicker. So anytime the baby makes noises, like a cry, Wylder thinks he needs to scream! So much screaming, not so cute!  

I unfortunately don’t have a photographer living in my house to help me take beautiful pictures, but this is me on a day that I got to shower and do my hair and make up. I even drew on some eyebrows which means it must’ve been a good day! I generally smell great until Bash spits up on me an hour later!  Never a dull moment.  


Thankfully every day is a different day. Some have been so good and easy and others have been trying. After trying so long to get pregnant with Wylder and walking the road of fertility treatments, I can honestly say that even on the craziest day or when I’m so tired, my life has never felt so full. I feel like Bastian has always been here and it just feels so right. I love this chaotic life with a baby, toddler and teenager so much. My days are so long right now, I’m always tired, and I can hardly wait until Tom walks in the door each night for sweet relief, but I’m sure I smile more in one day than I have in a long time.  I’m also feeling pretty darn proud of myself for having a c-section and managing these days on my own.  That being said, I love love love the visits from friends.  Some of which have been so amazing and helpful (and the treats are equally as amazing as you are), you have no idea what that has done for my heart right now. All in all, I’ve exceeded my own expectations and I haven’t even cried yet!  That is winning.  

Baby Bash

I can’t believe it’s been 10 days of life with our darling Bastian Henry!  This baby has been such a blessing.  He loves to snuggle, he loves his mama and totally knows who I am which feels amazing!  He’s only waking 1-2 times in the night, he started feeding immediately and eats consistently every 3-4 hours and he basically came out with his perfect routine.  I think we will keep him!  


The week leading up to my c-section was my most miserable week of pregnancy.  Not only was I incredibly uncomfortable, but I had such painful false labor 3 nights which brought me to my surgery date completely exhausted.  I had many moments thinking I’d never make it to the big day during that long week.  

On May 12, Tom escorted me to the hospital at 6am to get all checked in for the c-section. Everything was going smoothly.  Due to my placenta previa earlier in pregnancy, they had done extra prep with blood transfusions just in case and as I was sitting there, moments before going into the OR, there was a big kerfuffle in the hallway and we overheard the word ‘EMERGENCY’ come out of my OB’s mouth.  We unfortunately got bumped out of surgery and were told that we could either rebook the c-section for Tuesday…and I’m sitting there all hooked up to my IV, in my gown and Tom in his scrubs.  Or we could wait around that day on standby for a surgery time with no guarantee that it would happen.  My anxiety was all over the map, but we decided to wait it out and hope they’d be able to deliver the baby the same day.  

We went home for a bit then came back in to talk about the game plan with my OB. They managed to book us in the afternoon and as soon as we got the call, it was only a matter of minutes until we were in the OR and things were moving along.  


I couldn’t believe the difference between my emergency c-section and the planned one.  It was so much more peaceful.  Bastian came out perfectly healthy weighing 7lbs 14oz, which was such a blessing for Tom and I after our experience with Wylder’s birth.  My placenta delivered fine.  They did find a lot of scar tissue and my uterus had fused to my abdomen wall, but they did their best to remove as much scar tissue as possible.  We even had a nice stay in the hospital which I can’t say we had with Wylder.  Then to make everything better, we got discharged super early which made me one very happy mama!  


This baby boy is a dream.  He is so easy and so sweet.  He snuggles and sleeps and eats and I can’t get enough of him!  Wylder calls him his ‘baba’ and he’s starting to really like his cute baby brother and even gives him mini snuggles.  Nolan is a sucker for a newborn whether he would admit it or not, he can’t resist the little guy! 

My mom and step dad were here to help the first week and are now gone.  I can’t remember the last time I was so sad to say goodbye to my mom.  This time was different.  I’m about to have to face life with a 16 month old and a newborn while driving my teenager to and from everything.  Let’s not talk about how many work trips Tom has coming up yet this year, but I’m working on channeling my inner 18 year old self.  I was such a brave girl when I became a mom for the first time.  I wasn’t afraid of anything and I look back at who I was then and what I did and I’m so proud of that Kelsey.  I sure hope I can find the same strength in this new season of life.  This time I’m going to take care of myself in this postpartum stage. I rushed it with Wylder in many areas while I was struggling in the postpartum stage and should’ve had more boundaries which I learned the hard way and managed to become emotionally depleted very quickly.  Postpartum may just be the hardest season for me in motherhood, so I’m trying to be very mindful and remembering to be gracious to myself when I need it most. 

This is an absolutely wonderful time in my life and the most tiring.  My heart has never felt so full and I absolutely love having my three boys.  Each boy has managed to capture my heart in ways I could never express in words.  I’m so excited to watch these little ones grow and become best friends and look up to their big big brother.  All of this makes my heart want to explode!  

OMG. 3 Sleeps till Babe #3

I just tried having a bath with my shirt on only I didn’t realize it was on until I was submerged.   I gotta get this kid out of me!  

Naturally, like any woman close to giving birth, I took on a DIY project for my little boys.  I couldn’t resist when I can across these adorable crib houses and since I’m planning to keep Wylder in a crib for a while yet, I obviously needed to make two!  The project took waaay longer than necessary because I can only work on it during naps.  Some days Wylder was gracious enough to give me 2 hours, others I was lucky to have one.  Here’s my adorable finished project.  The boys have matching cribs so these will eventually be side by side in their room once we move this new guy out of our room!  I’m waiting for my call to be featured in Architectural Digest…

3 days now until I’m going under knife and I’m starting to freak out a little bit.  I lie.  I started freaking out a week ago and my amazingly patient husband talks me off a ledge every night before we go to bed!  I’m already an anxious person and this past week it occurred to me that if I had the option for a natural delivery, I don’t like that either.  Basically I’m not interested in any of my options to get this baby out, but soon enough it’ll be here and gone and we will get to meet this young gentleman that can’t seem to stop beating me up from the inside.  Seriously, this boy might be a wild one or one day join the circus.  I swear he’s performing Cirque de Soléi several times a day and it’s not so cute at this stage in the game!

This pregnancy has been so hard on me.  Such a roller coaster ride.  It’s crazy to think that had the complete placenta previa never resolved, our baby boy would’ve been here 3 weeks ago already and who knows how everything would’ve turned out regarding my health and recovery or how much time he may have needed in the NICU.  There were so many points where all I wanted to do was fast forward to the end and have it all behind me after leaving so many doctor appointments in tears.  I’m incredibly grateful I’ve had these last 8 weeks to enjoy the last moments of carrying a child.  Not feeling worried that each kick might make me bleed and we’d have to run to the hospital and I’d either have a very premature baby or be kept there on bed rest.  I’ve gotten to enjoy my last moments with Wylder being my baby and been able to hold him, rock him when he wakes in the middle of the night, take him to the park and meet friends for coffee and walks!  It’s been refreshing feeling like I was living life again.  

So here we are…on the final countdown.  Lots of false labor already and I’m open to the idea of having an emergency c-section earlier this week to get it out of the way!  Why not!  Can you believe I couldn’t charm the anesthesiologist into giving me ‘calming aides’ prior to my surgery?  So now I just have to be brave!  I’m ready to bid farewell to the shooting nerve pain this babe sends shooting down my legs, back and ‘unmentionables’ several times a day.  Plus, I’m so ready for another little man to come into my life and for the craziness to ensue!  I’m also prepared to bawl my eyes out the moment Wylder and Nolan meet their new baby bro.  Until then, I’ll continue to make my husband crazy so please pray for him.  

Go Away Third Trimester

I’ve officially hit the point where I’m over being pregnant.  When we were in Maui, both Tom and I kept talking about how we were quite happy for this baby to take his sweet time and in no rush for D-Day to arrive.  Then shit hit the fan with my complete placenta previa, which brought on so many strong emotions, scary unknowns and stress I never could have imagined facing while being pregnant.  It totally changed this entire pregnancy.  Thankfully the third trimester has been a lot less stressful since the placenta moved and has continued to stay up nice and high. Unfortunately all that stress has made this feel like the world’s longest pregnancy!  I’m progressively growing larger by the day and it’s a struggle squeezing into my clothes and please don’t ask me to bend over to pick something up!  I’m plagued with fatigue, I’m so sick of doctors appointments and I’m just so ready to be on the other side!  

This little guy is ready too!  I swear he is trying to get out early.  He somehow pushes with all his might in three different directions at the same time, conveniently when I’m trying to sleep.  I’m sure he is just trying to find the emergency exit because I’m literally being stretched from the inside out!  He is hands down my most active baby in the womb, which is why Tom is convinced he’ll be a crazy baby…but I’m sure he will be perfect and sleep and eat well and rarely cry, [exactly how I imagined Wylder before he was born, and I might’ve been wrong].  But when he does cry, it’ll be so sweet and quiet, it won’t bother us one tiny bit.  

Do we have a name picked out?  The conversation that goes nowhere just like when we were trying to decide on a name for Wylder.  Why is it so hard to name a child?  It’s only with them and will define them for the rest of their lives…  We have a million girls names but basically both have only one idea each for boys names.  I think I’m going to win again.  I have Nolan’s vote!  Actually, both names are Toms suggestions so either way he wins!  Tom likes the idea of tying in a family name for sentimental value so we are still doing family research of our late grandpa’s and great grandpa’s to hopefully give more options.  Irvin?  No.  Heinz?  No offence Dad, but no.  Werner?  Again, sorry Dad.  Roy?  I loved my grandpa Roy like crazy but it just doesn’t hit me for a baby name.  Henry could work, but is it too trendy right now?  Will he be going to school with 25 Henry’s?  Daniel and William just don’t quite do it for me plus it’s funny how a name can be connected to that one annoying kid from elementary school…or your adult life!

Just over 3 weeks to go.  I’m just working on getting everything checked off of my to-do list.  Eating whatever I want while I can justify it.  Oh and milking having Tom and Nolan giving me extra help…I have approximately 5-6 weeks before this gets old.  I can say I finally feel ready to meet this boy and I surprisingly have peace about having another c-section which is a miracle in itself!  In the meantime, if you need me, I’ll just be counting down the days until I can fit into my clothes again.  

Granola Bars

I’ve been trying to bake and stock pile snacks and treats for when I have this baby, but do you have any idea how hard this is when you reside with the worlds hungriest teenage boy?   

A little note on Nolan…  As most may already know, he is a great kid, he makes us extremely proud parents regularly in school, sports and now watching how great he is with Wylder.  Nolan made the cut for a select BC football team and will be playing the big game at the end of May in Lethbridge.   Since we got home from Maui in January, he has been waking up at 5am almost every morning to train because he has decided he wants a football scholarship more than ever and he is still going strong!   Not to mention, he is also getting strong…the boy gained 20lbs of muscle in two months!  I suppose that will happen when you train 2-3 times a day.  He also competed in the Crossfit Open and placed 5th in Western Canada which is really good for a guy who basically did most of the moves for a first time when he did the weekly workouts.  Do you maybe get why I can’t keep food in the house uneaten?  It’s a brutal cycle being almost 9 months pregnant and so tired my legs feel like they weigh 100lbs and each after standing for too long in the kitchen.  A dirty little secret, sometimes I think about hiding food just so it doesn’t keep disappearing…this might be a brilliant plan!

I’ve been going back in my archives and making goodies I used to make but had stopped baking because we had been trying so hard to eat Paleo.  However, since I am trying to fill a bottomless pit (aka Nolan’s stomach), I’ve resorted to anything really to just feed the beast and keep the peace!

These granola bars are delicious!  In the average home, they’ll last more than two days unlike in mine…  Hope you enjoy!


Granola Bars

  • 1 cup peanut butter
  • 1/3 cup butter, softened 
  • 1/2 cup maple syrup
  • 1/2 cup coconut sugar
  • 1 egg 
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 1/2 cup raisins
  • 1/3 cup wheat germ
  • 3 cups rolled oats
  • 1 cup chocolate chips (I use Enjoy Life chips)
  • 1/2 cup sunflower seeds
  • 1/3 cup unsweetened coconut

Preheat oven to 350. Cream first 6 ingredients, add rest. Press into greased 9 x 13 pan. Bake for 20-25 minutes then cool and enjoy!

Banana Chocolate Pancakes 

Wylder is an exceptional eater.  He eats pretty much anything we serve him.  Not only that but he eats an adult portion often which has stumped me because I don’t know where he puts it and I never seem to make enough food to feed my hungry boys lately!

Wylder’s absolute favourite would be pancake day!  This takes place on average one to two times a week around here.  Sometimes it takes the place of lunch or dinner.  This baby just increased his pancake intake from 3 full pancakes to 4!  Nolan will ask if he can have any leftovers…it used to be the other way around.  


This happens to be our current favourite recipe!  It is totally kid friendly and easy to make, plus it’s an excellent source of protein, gluten free (& sugar free also if you omit the syrup, but coming from a pregnant gal, that just seems silly)!


Chocolate Banana Pancakes 

Ingredients:

  • 1 ripe banana, plus more to serve
  • 2 large eggs
  • 2 tbsp unsweetened cocoa powder
  • 2 tbsp nut butter (optional)
  • ½ tsp baking powder, aluminum-free
  • maple syrup, to serve

Directions:

Combine all of the ingredients in a mixing bowl. Whisk until there are minimal banana chunks. 

Spray skillet with oil and heat over medium heat. 

Once skillet is hot, pour in 2 tbsp of batter. Cool until bubbles appear on surface, then flip and cook other side. 

Serve with slices bananas and maple syrup.  

Enjoy!