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!