Dudes, I did it: 139 baby. And not like 139.8 but 139.2. I am starving 24/7 right now but I am thrilled to be in the 130s. Even if it is at the top of the 130s! Rock on.
Miss Pancake seems to have something going on with her. She has a gooey eye and has been super fussy and unhappy the past day or two. It is hard to say if this is just normal 2 month old stuff or that she has something more going on. I am hoping for the normal 2 month stuff. We shall see tomorrow.
My dog. Ugh my dog. Santana - the first and forgotten baby. He is sick too. They thought it was a bladder infection but after a full round of antibiotics he is still peeing all over our house and it is YUCK bloody pee. I feel rotten for the little guy and yet the vet bill was close to $200 two weeks ago. GAH.
The market is insane and scary and holy hell how did we get here as a nation. I saw a bumper sticker today that made me smile. It said 1.20.09. I had to get super close to the poor car in front of me to read below that number. It said "Bush's last day in office." Now I can only pray that politically speaking we pick the right people to take care of the mess we are currently in. sigh.
I am reading a book called Milk Memos. At first it made me look forward to going back to work in some ways. Then this evening for no reason as I was nursing Miss Pancake and reading the book I started to cry my eyes out. It made me realize returning to work will be no easier this time.
I am tired and going to bed now but I must upload the photos of M tomorrow. They are from the trial run of his costume and these crazy new slippers we bought for him.
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
A Whole Lot of Nothing
I have had a lot to say but not a lot of time to write. This week was sort of sucky but in a good way... is that possible? Yeah well that is what it was. Nothing out right bad happened. Mostly it was just a long tiresome week. I think a big part of this had to with the in laws leaving. Their visit went well. Mostly because they totally held Miss Pancake and played with Matthew 24/7. I managed to accomplish absolutely nothing when they were here of course. Like work, umm I have not done a lick of work in four weeks. I am struggling with this but hopefully once the nanny starts working part time next week I can get back on track. I am still trying to slog my way through thank you cards for gifts and meals that people gave us for Miss Pancake's birth and the birth announcements have gone out to all US residents but the Canadians... well thankfully the in laws came because they still would not have received their announcement.
I really need to figure out what clothes I can wear. I walked into Kroger yesterday wearing a billowy maternity shirt and pants and I was like CRAP I look like crap, officially. It has been 8 weeks and I have lost 30 lbs so I think I should be able to find some shirts to fit me that do not show off the 20 lbs I still have to lose and yet are not the shirt I was wearing because it was the only thing that barely fit me when I was 9 months preggo, right!? We are going to the outlets tomorrow morning... I have high hopes to get some clothing for me. We shall see. On a related random note - K and I both started working out again. However the stressful week made us cave and run to Kroger for ice cream. THE GUILT... See I have a lot to say but nothing important. Annoying. Here are some new things:
M is totally into super heroes and we play super hero games incessantly. He is going to be Batman for Halloween. He also tried to talk me into letting him wear his batman shirt two days in a row. Alright, I already let my kid dress himself which makes his look like I do not care what he is wearing (for the record I do but I cannot stop him from choosing the bright green athletic shorts and the light blue surfer shirt on top with the orange crocs and red Canada hat, kay?! That is all HIM and omg he is SO a product of his father ;)
M is getting this reading thing. He digs it. He is actually getting good at it. Most of it is memorization. He has memorized several books, he likes us to change the words in the books so he can tell us the right words and he has been getting the whole phonics thing. He is super curious about sounding things out - he will say c, c, c-at. I place this solidly on Word World and Super Why. These two shows kick ass.
M is randomly into Fireman Sam. A really bad Scottish (???) show. I hate it personally but he likes it and wants to play fireman all the time now.
Miss Pancake has bad gas. From me. Talk about parental gas. I know woe is me too much milk and a let down that could shoot a can off a fence but it really does suck. Yes, my kids gain weight easily and I could likely nurse 4 kids at once as well as nurse for five years and never see a difference in my milk production but have you ever dealt with a baby who had gas issues brought on by you? She sobs (REAL TEARS NOW TOO), kicks, bleats, hits (unintentionally of course) and this is all day these days. Gas relief stuff which worked fairly well with her brother does not seem to make a difference for her. I am going to start to pump this weekend. I am hopeful that taking a bottle will help her. I know M stopped having so many issues with gas after around 6 months but really he had these problems until we really started any solid around 8 months. SO I have lots to look forward to in the coming months.
In the same vein, I found some great articles/web sites about over producing milk that helped me to feel like less of freak then I did with Matthew. I felt terrible complaining to anyone about my milk supply because I know a lot of people struggle with even being able to breast feed. For the record, I am less frustrated this time. Because I knew how it was going to be for me. I hoped that Miss Pancake would deal better with it then M did and it seemed like things were going well until last week when she started struggling A LOT.
Since I bitched a bit here are some random photos to go along with my random thoughts:
Sibling Love
M and his favorite things: television, Bluesie (the dog doll) and his blanket
Smiles
More smiles for the camera
This could either be titled "Santana protecting Miss Pancake" OR "HEY I USED to be your favorite, what the HELL happened?"
I really need to figure out what clothes I can wear. I walked into Kroger yesterday wearing a billowy maternity shirt and pants and I was like CRAP I look like crap, officially. It has been 8 weeks and I have lost 30 lbs so I think I should be able to find some shirts to fit me that do not show off the 20 lbs I still have to lose and yet are not the shirt I was wearing because it was the only thing that barely fit me when I was 9 months preggo, right!? We are going to the outlets tomorrow morning... I have high hopes to get some clothing for me. We shall see. On a related random note - K and I both started working out again. However the stressful week made us cave and run to Kroger for ice cream. THE GUILT... See I have a lot to say but nothing important. Annoying. Here are some new things:
M is totally into super heroes and we play super hero games incessantly. He is going to be Batman for Halloween. He also tried to talk me into letting him wear his batman shirt two days in a row. Alright, I already let my kid dress himself which makes his look like I do not care what he is wearing (for the record I do but I cannot stop him from choosing the bright green athletic shorts and the light blue surfer shirt on top with the orange crocs and red Canada hat, kay?! That is all HIM and omg he is SO a product of his father ;)
M is getting this reading thing. He digs it. He is actually getting good at it. Most of it is memorization. He has memorized several books, he likes us to change the words in the books so he can tell us the right words and he has been getting the whole phonics thing. He is super curious about sounding things out - he will say c, c, c-at. I place this solidly on Word World and Super Why. These two shows kick ass.
M is randomly into Fireman Sam. A really bad Scottish (???) show. I hate it personally but he likes it and wants to play fireman all the time now.
Miss Pancake has bad gas. From me. Talk about parental gas. I know woe is me too much milk and a let down that could shoot a can off a fence but it really does suck. Yes, my kids gain weight easily and I could likely nurse 4 kids at once as well as nurse for five years and never see a difference in my milk production but have you ever dealt with a baby who had gas issues brought on by you? She sobs (REAL TEARS NOW TOO), kicks, bleats, hits (unintentionally of course) and this is all day these days. Gas relief stuff which worked fairly well with her brother does not seem to make a difference for her. I am going to start to pump this weekend. I am hopeful that taking a bottle will help her. I know M stopped having so many issues with gas after around 6 months but really he had these problems until we really started any solid around 8 months. SO I have lots to look forward to in the coming months.
In the same vein, I found some great articles/web sites about over producing milk that helped me to feel like less of freak then I did with Matthew. I felt terrible complaining to anyone about my milk supply because I know a lot of people struggle with even being able to breast feed. For the record, I am less frustrated this time. Because I knew how it was going to be for me. I hoped that Miss Pancake would deal better with it then M did and it seemed like things were going well until last week when she started struggling A LOT.
Since I bitched a bit here are some random photos to go along with my random thoughts:
Sibling Love
M and his favorite things: television, Bluesie (the dog doll) and his blanket
Smiles
More smiles for the camera
This could either be titled "Santana protecting Miss Pancake" OR "HEY I USED to be your favorite, what the HELL happened?"
Monday, June 23, 2008
Beautiful With Sweaty Palms & A Waddle
I am hot, like right now. I hate it when I am hot. Almost as much as being cold. Mostly it is the sweaty palms because I just want you to consider my ability to type with sweaty palms. In addition to the nasty hand sweating issue, it makes my digits swell so not only do my nasty wet fingers slip off the key board but every other letter I type is wrong. Drives a girl batty who types pretty darn fast. I have actually developed the ability to type really fast AND include the backspace bar. SCARY.
Any who, I waddle. Yup. Officially. I waddle. I realized last evening as I lay awake in the middle of the night (despite being exhaustedly tired - BTW, exhaustedly is a word, I do not care if freaking Webster's says it is not...) that this pregnancy gig is not so bad if it were not from the soreness felt from ya know the breasts down to the very bottom of my heels that and the sleepless exhaustion that seems to have addled my brain. I can no longer walk properly and really can anyone fault a pregnant woman for sitting like a total dude? Well if you "sit" in judgment of this behavior I just do not care. It is comfortable, kay?!
I love my son, that is without a doubt, but this morning made me you know think that there was another reason to add to a list of reasons I am glad I have kids. Matthew saw me in my $3 skirt that I bought while attending the refresher baby birth course last week and he said (without any prompting thankyouverymuch) "Mommy you are SOOOO beautiful." Then he told Kevin he was handsome and he made us dance together. Daddy is not so light on his feet but we danced (and even dipped... Kevin now needs to be adjusted to fix his back from this harrowing experience. I kid! sort of...) Some things never change.
Matthew had a weird weekend. He was whiny and tired a lot. Hmm, do you think he is taking a cue from his mother??? Yeah because maybe that is the case now that I step back and think about it. Then I read a stupid Newsweek article about 8 bad ways to discipline your child and YO we are doing most of them... Sigh. Well, he has money set aside for college, or therapy, which ever he needs more of.
I am back to napping every chance I get. Which kind of sucks on the weekend. I cannot get anything done that needs to be done and I have resorted to just buying everything online once again because I really need some stuff because holy crap, there are only 48 hours in the weekend... Matthew naps for about an hour and a half, two hours if we are tired. I have been getting him down for a nap and barely making it the 10 steps to my bed before I am asleep. I barely sleep at night and I am up at the butt crack of dawn plus the 30+ times I wake up to find a "comfy" position or pee... UGH. Makes the week days interesting to say the least.
I was telling Kevin that I remember some of these "issues" from my pregnancy with Matthew. For instance, my feet aching I do remember but not to the extent that I have now. This feet aching includes near constant pain and not even staying off my feet seems to alleviate my pain. SO that kind of sucks. And of course we were both like, HELLO, it was just Kevin and I - what you were expecting some deep epiphany or what. There was no three year old who embraces the idea of full fledged movement and the need for constant stimulation. Not that I would want my child any other way. I am just saying I like Matthew's nap and bed time. A LOT!
I have a secret too. That I am going to share with you - please do not hold this against me. I really like to watch the teenybopper shows on the Disney Channel... Kevin rolls his eyes at this little secret pleasure. He asked me last evening "Honey, can't you just wait a few more years until YOUR kids are teenagers to watch this stuff?" AH, NO. I mean come on... High School Musical 2 and Wizards of Waverly Place. That is some good freaking TV. Really this just illustrates the mentality of the person who is presently writing this blog. Also, I have always been this way. Secretly watching and loving kid's shows. WEIRD, eh?
My hands are still sweaty, I am hungry and I should, well, you know do some work. BYE!
Any who, I waddle. Yup. Officially. I waddle. I realized last evening as I lay awake in the middle of the night (despite being exhaustedly tired - BTW, exhaustedly is a word, I do not care if freaking Webster's says it is not...) that this pregnancy gig is not so bad if it were not from the soreness felt from ya know the breasts down to the very bottom of my heels that and the sleepless exhaustion that seems to have addled my brain. I can no longer walk properly and really can anyone fault a pregnant woman for sitting like a total dude? Well if you "sit" in judgment of this behavior I just do not care. It is comfortable, kay?!
I love my son, that is without a doubt, but this morning made me you know think that there was another reason to add to a list of reasons I am glad I have kids. Matthew saw me in my $3 skirt that I bought while attending the refresher baby birth course last week and he said (without any prompting thankyouverymuch) "Mommy you are SOOOO beautiful." Then he told Kevin he was handsome and he made us dance together. Daddy is not so light on his feet but we danced (and even dipped... Kevin now needs to be adjusted to fix his back from this harrowing experience. I kid! sort of...) Some things never change.
Matthew had a weird weekend. He was whiny and tired a lot. Hmm, do you think he is taking a cue from his mother??? Yeah because maybe that is the case now that I step back and think about it. Then I read a stupid Newsweek article about 8 bad ways to discipline your child and YO we are doing most of them... Sigh. Well, he has money set aside for college, or therapy, which ever he needs more of.
I am back to napping every chance I get. Which kind of sucks on the weekend. I cannot get anything done that needs to be done and I have resorted to just buying everything online once again because I really need some stuff because holy crap, there are only 48 hours in the weekend... Matthew naps for about an hour and a half, two hours if we are tired. I have been getting him down for a nap and barely making it the 10 steps to my bed before I am asleep. I barely sleep at night and I am up at the butt crack of dawn plus the 30+ times I wake up to find a "comfy" position or pee... UGH. Makes the week days interesting to say the least.
I was telling Kevin that I remember some of these "issues" from my pregnancy with Matthew. For instance, my feet aching I do remember but not to the extent that I have now. This feet aching includes near constant pain and not even staying off my feet seems to alleviate my pain. SO that kind of sucks. And of course we were both like, HELLO, it was just Kevin and I - what you were expecting some deep epiphany or what. There was no three year old who embraces the idea of full fledged movement and the need for constant stimulation. Not that I would want my child any other way. I am just saying I like Matthew's nap and bed time. A LOT!
I have a secret too. That I am going to share with you - please do not hold this against me. I really like to watch the teenybopper shows on the Disney Channel... Kevin rolls his eyes at this little secret pleasure. He asked me last evening "Honey, can't you just wait a few more years until YOUR kids are teenagers to watch this stuff?" AH, NO. I mean come on... High School Musical 2 and Wizards of Waverly Place. That is some good freaking TV. Really this just illustrates the mentality of the person who is presently writing this blog. Also, I have always been this way. Secretly watching and loving kid's shows. WEIRD, eh?
My hands are still sweaty, I am hungry and I should, well, you know do some work. BYE!
Friday, June 13, 2008
Random Patter
Holy crap, have you seen the price of gas??? Kevin merely pointed to the sign on the local ghetto (cheap) gas station last evening and my poor jaw is still trying to find its way back together. $4.16. I am going to need to find a supplemental income to drive my vehicle any more...
It is going to rain AGAIN supposedly (can we really trust those forecasters?) 1-2 inches they are saying. Holy crap. Last night however was HEAVEN! After the little boy who does not like to fall asleep went to sleep Kevin and I sat out on the back deck. We were entertained by the crazy flocks of birds doing odd maneuvers in the air above our heads. We took in the 1st of the fireflies coming out along with the sun setting & the smells of freshly cut grass wafting past our noses. The click of the sprinkler next door. It was pure unadulterated heaven!
Matthew is VERY VERY proud that he wearing whitey tidy big boy undies today. Do you think he will kill one day for writing that here?!?!? Ah yeah. Whatever, I will just remind him that he went around pulling them down to show people! No more Thomas or Cars for him! Mostly I think they are bigger and not cutting off the circulation to his lower half! Maybe that will help him to listen better...
We have those stupid little fruit flies in our house. I hate them and they make my bananas turn brown. VERY QUICKLY. Grrr...
I moved the dog crates out of Baby Pancake's room last evening. Now her room looks like the sales floor at Baby's R Us. We set up the swing and two bouncers... Not that they will all stay there but I felt this urge to get them out and put the covers on. I am a little obsessed with preparedness right now. I also moved the stereo that was formerly housed in the entertainment center that was downsized (because we totally did not think that one through...) The stereo ended up in Pancake's room, I do not know why. Now it has found a new home in the basement and will likely only issue forth strains of Jack Johnson, Raffi and assorted children's CDs from here forth.
I figured it out. I am 33 weeks, 5 days pregnant TODAY. I added a little thing on the right side bar over yonder that tells me how much longer I have until my due date. I stole the little thing from Diary of Modern Matriarch's site just so you do not think I am all original and cool like that!
Currently our house is a disaster zone. There is not one room in our house that does not need something or is complete. We still need to find a headboard for Matthew's bed. And ours. It would be nice to one day paint our room. We need a sofa table and numerous shelves. I just wish we lived next door to an Ikea. Why Ikea won't you open a store in Indianapolis??? PLEASE (said in a begging toddler tone...)
I ate two Crescent doughnuts this morning. I could not stop myself. (And seriously that link is from a quick Google search - best I could find to show what a Crescent doughnut is but also the story made me giggle. The last time I bought doughnuts there I was a little weirded out by the experience myself but dang are they good eats!)
My husband loves Jim Cramer from Mad Money. And this morning I caught him opening an email called "The Daily Booyah". I almost peed my pants laughing at him.
I have Father's Day all planned out. The weather is supposedly going to be terrific. I am looking forward to the weekend! Do have anything planned for Father's day? If so, what are they??
It is going to rain AGAIN supposedly (can we really trust those forecasters?) 1-2 inches they are saying. Holy crap. Last night however was HEAVEN! After the little boy who does not like to fall asleep went to sleep Kevin and I sat out on the back deck. We were entertained by the crazy flocks of birds doing odd maneuvers in the air above our heads. We took in the 1st of the fireflies coming out along with the sun setting & the smells of freshly cut grass wafting past our noses. The click of the sprinkler next door. It was pure unadulterated heaven!
Matthew is VERY VERY proud that he wearing whitey tidy big boy undies today. Do you think he will kill one day for writing that here?!?!? Ah yeah. Whatever, I will just remind him that he went around pulling them down to show people! No more Thomas or Cars for him! Mostly I think they are bigger and not cutting off the circulation to his lower half! Maybe that will help him to listen better...
We have those stupid little fruit flies in our house. I hate them and they make my bananas turn brown. VERY QUICKLY. Grrr...
I moved the dog crates out of Baby Pancake's room last evening. Now her room looks like the sales floor at Baby's R Us. We set up the swing and two bouncers... Not that they will all stay there but I felt this urge to get them out and put the covers on. I am a little obsessed with preparedness right now. I also moved the stereo that was formerly housed in the entertainment center that was downsized (because we totally did not think that one through...) The stereo ended up in Pancake's room, I do not know why. Now it has found a new home in the basement and will likely only issue forth strains of Jack Johnson, Raffi and assorted children's CDs from here forth.
I figured it out. I am 33 weeks, 5 days pregnant TODAY. I added a little thing on the right side bar over yonder that tells me how much longer I have until my due date. I stole the little thing from Diary of Modern Matriarch's site just so you do not think I am all original and cool like that!
Currently our house is a disaster zone. There is not one room in our house that does not need something or is complete. We still need to find a headboard for Matthew's bed. And ours. It would be nice to one day paint our room. We need a sofa table and numerous shelves. I just wish we lived next door to an Ikea. Why Ikea won't you open a store in Indianapolis??? PLEASE (said in a begging toddler tone...)
I ate two Crescent doughnuts this morning. I could not stop myself. (And seriously that link is from a quick Google search - best I could find to show what a Crescent doughnut is but also the story made me giggle. The last time I bought doughnuts there I was a little weirded out by the experience myself but dang are they good eats!)
My husband loves Jim Cramer from Mad Money. And this morning I caught him opening an email called "The Daily Booyah". I almost peed my pants laughing at him.
I have Father's Day all planned out. The weather is supposedly going to be terrific. I am looking forward to the weekend! Do have anything planned for Father's day? If so, what are they??
Friday, April 25, 2008
Random Musings
DISCLAIMER ALERT: I do comment about LOST & Survivor in this post so if you did not watch it and plan to watch it at a later date you may not want to read this. There are only a few details and I do not think I give away too much but still...
TWENTY SIX WEEKS! OMG, okay I totally know it happened and when but wow. When Liz, the midwife, said the number of weeks on Wednesday morning I kind of took a deeper breath and swallowed a lump in my throat. The crazier part of this - last week and into the weekend I felt like h-e-double hockey sticks. I thought my pelvis was going to crack in two, I could hardly walk. If I stood and walked a lot the ligaments in my lower right abdomen (mostly) screamed at me to STOP. I was alternately swollen and hot even in the 50 degree weather on Saturday. I was exhausted and could hardly move around while lying in bed. However, suddenly, the past few days I have felt awesome. I jogged on the tread mill. Twice this week! For 20 minutes! Last week I tried and was almost sobbing after a minute. I know the pain & swelling is not gone for good but it feels great to have a reprieve from it for a few days!
Nothing exciting to report after the appointment. Miss Pancake (if you will ;) was rockin' the perfect heart beat while punching/kicking at the monitor the whole time. I asked about the due date and Liz said they did adjust it slightly from the ultrasound with that whole +/- a week thing. Given my past pregnancy I will probably be late and should think about inducing sooner then last time if I ended up being later then a week or so. We shall see... I get to do the glucose test in two weeks - YEAH! Trying to be positive here, people!
(no segue way here...)
Aren't you glad it is Friday? I sure am! It has been a lovely week in B-town. Sunshine and warm temps. A bit of rain but we are back at it this morning with more of the sun and warmer temps. Gotta love that.
By the way, have I mentioned recently that we still have no name for this child? Is she doomed to be call Baby Girl or Miss Pancake the rest of her life? I suppose there are worse names right? I have this feeling we will end up with a top five name again just because those are the names we like and we cannot seem to come to a decision on other names. I am sure it will be just a dandy name no matter what we decide or at least that I is what I keep telling myself! A report on NPR said that what you name your child can directly result in his/her success in life... NO pressure right?! Weeee...
Did I mention I had a dream that Arnold Schwarzenegger helped to birth not only my child but Kelly's baby too? And it was not like the Governator Arnold who helped but old school ARRR-nold who did it? Except he was not wearing camo and holding guns but he was wearing a suit and tie... He was just talking like Arnold from the movies... Hey at least I had a good chuckle in the morning. My dreams with Matthew were mostly dark brooding things that I would have been embarrassed to write about!? So Kelly, if you see a large Austrian man wandering around at any point during your pregnancy - WATCH OUT, your baby is on the way!!
Did you like the guest writer? He got a bee in his bonnet the other night and then he could not stop. He kept saying I should blog about this or that the WHOLE night.
I really suck at posting photos. I also meant to write a blog on Matthew's birthday and show past photos from his 1st & 2nd birthday. But I ran out of time and energy. Theme of my life at the moment. Well I had enough energy to eat dessert every night this week. OH speaking of that, I looked back and I actually lost a pound at this last appointment?! Weird! I think I was just really blotted last time and I had on huge heavy shoes because it was still cool outside so I think that is where the lose occurred. Not so much that my actual weight is decreasing.
SO did anyone else watch Lost last night? I was actually underwhelmed for once. I was like how on earth did Sawyer escape the bullets (by hiding behind a picnic table no less) when the dudes with guns managed to shoot three other people dead on? And the whole Morse code thing? Just not that thrilled by it. I hope it gets better. Even Survivor kind of bored me last night. What is with these people? Use the idols! What the heck?
Any who, before I bore you all to tears (even though I can think of 900 other stupid things to share) I will go. Have a sunny and (hopefully) warm weekend!
TWENTY SIX WEEKS! OMG, okay I totally know it happened and when but wow. When Liz, the midwife, said the number of weeks on Wednesday morning I kind of took a deeper breath and swallowed a lump in my throat. The crazier part of this - last week and into the weekend I felt like h-e-double hockey sticks. I thought my pelvis was going to crack in two, I could hardly walk. If I stood and walked a lot the ligaments in my lower right abdomen (mostly) screamed at me to STOP. I was alternately swollen and hot even in the 50 degree weather on Saturday. I was exhausted and could hardly move around while lying in bed. However, suddenly, the past few days I have felt awesome. I jogged on the tread mill. Twice this week! For 20 minutes! Last week I tried and was almost sobbing after a minute. I know the pain & swelling is not gone for good but it feels great to have a reprieve from it for a few days!
Nothing exciting to report after the appointment. Miss Pancake (if you will ;) was rockin' the perfect heart beat while punching/kicking at the monitor the whole time. I asked about the due date and Liz said they did adjust it slightly from the ultrasound with that whole +/- a week thing. Given my past pregnancy I will probably be late and should think about inducing sooner then last time if I ended up being later then a week or so. We shall see... I get to do the glucose test in two weeks - YEAH! Trying to be positive here, people!
(no segue way here...)
Aren't you glad it is Friday? I sure am! It has been a lovely week in B-town. Sunshine and warm temps. A bit of rain but we are back at it this morning with more of the sun and warmer temps. Gotta love that.
By the way, have I mentioned recently that we still have no name for this child? Is she doomed to be call Baby Girl or Miss Pancake the rest of her life? I suppose there are worse names right? I have this feeling we will end up with a top five name again just because those are the names we like and we cannot seem to come to a decision on other names. I am sure it will be just a dandy name no matter what we decide or at least that I is what I keep telling myself! A report on NPR said that what you name your child can directly result in his/her success in life... NO pressure right?! Weeee...
Did I mention I had a dream that Arnold Schwarzenegger helped to birth not only my child but Kelly's baby too? And it was not like the Governator Arnold who helped but old school ARRR-nold who did it? Except he was not wearing camo and holding guns but he was wearing a suit and tie... He was just talking like Arnold from the movies... Hey at least I had a good chuckle in the morning. My dreams with Matthew were mostly dark brooding things that I would have been embarrassed to write about!? So Kelly, if you see a large Austrian man wandering around at any point during your pregnancy - WATCH OUT, your baby is on the way!!
Did you like the guest writer? He got a bee in his bonnet the other night and then he could not stop. He kept saying I should blog about this or that the WHOLE night.
I really suck at posting photos. I also meant to write a blog on Matthew's birthday and show past photos from his 1st & 2nd birthday. But I ran out of time and energy. Theme of my life at the moment. Well I had enough energy to eat dessert every night this week. OH speaking of that, I looked back and I actually lost a pound at this last appointment?! Weird! I think I was just really blotted last time and I had on huge heavy shoes because it was still cool outside so I think that is where the lose occurred. Not so much that my actual weight is decreasing.
SO did anyone else watch Lost last night? I was actually underwhelmed for once. I was like how on earth did Sawyer escape the bullets (by hiding behind a picnic table no less) when the dudes with guns managed to shoot three other people dead on? And the whole Morse code thing? Just not that thrilled by it. I hope it gets better. Even Survivor kind of bored me last night. What is with these people? Use the idols! What the heck?
Any who, before I bore you all to tears (even though I can think of 900 other stupid things to share) I will go. Have a sunny and (hopefully) warm weekend!
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Random smiles
Things that make me smile randomly during the day when I think about them:
How Matthew likes to climb on my lap to sit and talk. It is like time stands still for me and I just enjoy those moments deeply.
The glee in M's eyes on Sunday afternoon when he could shed his socks and put his feet in the sandbox AND the grass. What pure pleasure!
When M says "I love you" at night right before he goes to sleep. He also imitates me and says "Night night, momma" when I leave the room.
I love in the morning when he wakes up I can hear him thumping around so I know he is up. This morning he came with the usual blanket but also Bluesy his stuffed doggie and his pillow. He laid in bed with us until it was time to get up which was nice.
How much he likes his 10 minutes of Angelina Ballerina & toast with jam first thing each morning.
His excitement over an fake egg with a pretend duck hatching in the water on our counter top. He wants to see and touch the egg first thing each morning and last thing each night. This morning he laughed with such joy to see almost all of its beak and one black little eye peaking out of the shell.
How hard M hugs and how if I lay my head down he will kiss my neck or shoulder just because.
How Matthew likes to climb on my lap to sit and talk. It is like time stands still for me and I just enjoy those moments deeply.
The glee in M's eyes on Sunday afternoon when he could shed his socks and put his feet in the sandbox AND the grass. What pure pleasure!
When M says "I love you" at night right before he goes to sleep. He also imitates me and says "Night night, momma" when I leave the room.
I love in the morning when he wakes up I can hear him thumping around so I know he is up. This morning he came with the usual blanket but also Bluesy his stuffed doggie and his pillow. He laid in bed with us until it was time to get up which was nice.
How much he likes his 10 minutes of Angelina Ballerina & toast with jam first thing each morning.
His excitement over an fake egg with a pretend duck hatching in the water on our counter top. He wants to see and touch the egg first thing each morning and last thing each night. This morning he laughed with such joy to see almost all of its beak and one black little eye peaking out of the shell.
How hard M hugs and how if I lay my head down he will kiss my neck or shoulder just because.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Mind Dribble
I really hate Nancy Grace yet I sit and watch her as I lie awake late into the night - seriously look at that link, look at her - EKK, she frightens me just for the picture! I do not know why. She annoys me and if she were my attorney I would throttle her. I do however really like the cheesy repetitive Showbiz Tonight that is on just after Nancy - AJ's kinda cute in that gossipy male sort of way. Why do I watch these two shows obsessively? The same reason I LOVED watching those epic Poker game shows on ESPN during my 1st pregnancy - they are mindless. As an aside, I cannot stand those Poker games now...
I am STILL obsessed with maternity clothing- the buying of and baby names - the finding of. I am so obsessed with maternity clothes that I am like a deer in headlights. I just cannot commit to stuff I like or want based on price or style. I finally bought some stuff from Motherhood Maternity THREE weeks ago that has yet to arrive. Apparently the system is not right over there and they sent the same package TWICE to our old address even though I entered a new address. When I called to say I did not receive the 1st package they gave me a new order number and expedited the package. The customer service rep never asked me about the correct address that time. The girl who now lives in my old house must either be pregnant or is saving that stuff for when she is pregnant. Weird! SO supposedly I am finally going to get that stuff, this week maybe?
Baby names. Oy, where in the hell do I start? I know all the links, I have (supposedly) the best baby name book on the market but again deer in the headlights. And Kevin and I just have not found the **RIGHT** name. It will come to me. If you look, it will come. So I obsess. Everything is fair game - movie credits, magazine, web sites, books, bill boards. Okay not much on the last one!
Epic headaches suck my rump as does the fact that I still cannot breath without wheezing, I hork up an incredible amount of "stuff" each morning from the sinus region and I am just too lazy to get to a doctor because I likely have a sinus infection. GAH.
Must hire cleaning service NOW. Plans to call this week are looking slim but this will happen. I can no longer keep up, too tired and dang it I deserve it.
We need a lap top. I am on Mission Operation Laptop. Must have a lap top. I dream of the lap top we will have and dude it will happen, dammit! Kevin wants one too but like all things we are BOTH like deer in headlights on these things. Eventually we will find one we like. Look if I had a lap top I might actually answer email in a timely manner - that has to be worth something to someone - it does to me. I hate that I am terrible at that and I truly dislike the phone which makes communication with humans who live near & far a little, ah, difficult.
I need to NEED to workout today. It has been a week and a half since the last actual workout. I was doing SO well. It has been a week and a half of peanut butter cookies and tubs of ice cream. And lots of CHEESE, oh salty yummy cheese and sourdough bread. Mmmm... love.
Gotta love random Tuesday mornings... my coffee sucked so I am little off. I did have a yummy fatty bagel slathered with more cream cheese then I wish to admit so that makes up for the shitty coffee. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
I am STILL obsessed with maternity clothing- the buying of and baby names - the finding of. I am so obsessed with maternity clothes that I am like a deer in headlights. I just cannot commit to stuff I like or want based on price or style. I finally bought some stuff from Motherhood Maternity THREE weeks ago that has yet to arrive. Apparently the system is not right over there and they sent the same package TWICE to our old address even though I entered a new address. When I called to say I did not receive the 1st package they gave me a new order number and expedited the package. The customer service rep never asked me about the correct address that time. The girl who now lives in my old house must either be pregnant or is saving that stuff for when she is pregnant. Weird! SO supposedly I am finally going to get that stuff, this week maybe?
Baby names. Oy, where in the hell do I start? I know all the links, I have (supposedly) the best baby name book on the market but again deer in the headlights. And Kevin and I just have not found the **RIGHT** name. It will come to me. If you look, it will come. So I obsess. Everything is fair game - movie credits, magazine, web sites, books, bill boards. Okay not much on the last one!
Epic headaches suck my rump as does the fact that I still cannot breath without wheezing, I hork up an incredible amount of "stuff" each morning from the sinus region and I am just too lazy to get to a doctor because I likely have a sinus infection. GAH.
Must hire cleaning service NOW. Plans to call this week are looking slim but this will happen. I can no longer keep up, too tired and dang it I deserve it.
We need a lap top. I am on Mission Operation Laptop. Must have a lap top. I dream of the lap top we will have and dude it will happen, dammit! Kevin wants one too but like all things we are BOTH like deer in headlights on these things. Eventually we will find one we like. Look if I had a lap top I might actually answer email in a timely manner - that has to be worth something to someone - it does to me. I hate that I am terrible at that and I truly dislike the phone which makes communication with humans who live near & far a little, ah, difficult.
I need to NEED to workout today. It has been a week and a half since the last actual workout. I was doing SO well. It has been a week and a half of peanut butter cookies and tubs of ice cream. And lots of CHEESE, oh salty yummy cheese and sourdough bread. Mmmm... love.
Gotta love random Tuesday mornings... my coffee sucked so I am little off. I did have a yummy fatty bagel slathered with more cream cheese then I wish to admit so that makes up for the shitty coffee. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
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