Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Just Leave Me Alone!
I am so in that kind of mood this week.
It seems like every moment I am at work I am pulled in a thousand directions. Then I get home and enjoy Hannah and when she goes to bed I am ready to just lay in bed watching TV or reading a book until bed time rolls around.
I haven't exercised in a week due to schedule conflicts and Christmas thrown in for good measure and just when I think this week is going to go well I ran late at work-what would have been my first day back exercising. Needless to say I didn't exercise Monday.
I am hoping my trainer doesn't think I am ignoring her on purpose because I was on a roll and hope to continue my progress sometime-eventually this week. I have also decided I am going to join the Y! I am pretty excited for that and am really hoping my husband will agree to come as well! My mom is going to go with me so that will be super fun. She used to be a fitness fanatic in her younger years so I am interested to see if she becomes that way once again.
I have set my goal to lose a minimum of 80 pounds by next October. With really trying to lose over 100lbs but I don't want to feel too overwhelmed so I just keep telling myself 80lbs. I have high hopes this will work! I need to lose at a minimum 10lbs a month and will feel successful with my goal. Hopefully the world around me can offer there support and encouragement with my goal. I need to get this body to a healthier weight to carry a child again!
As a side note, I find this terribly ironic and insensitive all at the same time...we had secret santa at work and my santa gave me DOVE CHOCOLATES! WTH! and HOT CHOCOLATE! This person mind you knew full and well that I am exercising and eating healthier so why on earth would he give me candy!
Other than my unsually crappy mood, Christmas was a lot of fun! Hannah opened her presents herself and played with all of her toys! I was pretty impressed since a lot of people were telling me that this Christmas wouldn't be fun. I beg to differ.
My MIL said to me, "Next year will be a lot more fun, she will be more interested in her toys." Don't ask me where that comment came from because neither Tom nor I complained about Christmas not being "fun." Sometimes I think people just talk to hear themselves talk.
A friend acquaintance of mine has recently made several attempts to re-kindle our friendship and even though she was given my phone number and email two months ago, she just now sent me an email on 12-23. I thought it rather interesting because I have not spoken to her in close to five years, our friendship did not end on good terms and I was fine with it. When I stop a friendship it is justifiable and the fact that she turned super shady and never paid my mother back a substantial amount of money was all the reasoning I needed to stop seeing her. So any-who, she sent me an email about how sorry she is and how she thinks about me often...blah, blah, blah. At first I replied that what happened that long ago is not a big deal anymore, etc, etc...but the more I think about her the more annoyed I get. I have all the friends that I need and really don't want anymore. If I cut you off it was for good reason and I am really not looking to re-kindle our lost friendship. I have two best friends that I have never had a falling out with and that is all I want. I don't need any fair-weather friends. Thankfully I managed to rid myself of all of them and don't want them back. Is this mean of me? I kind of feel like I am being mean, unkind and unChristian. But I really just don't want to let people that have done me wrong in the past back into my world...maybe that is too much to ask?
I think I need a vacation, but for now I'll settle on venting on this blog. Thanks to anyone that actually made it to the bottom of this post, your comments are appreciated!
It seems like every moment I am at work I am pulled in a thousand directions. Then I get home and enjoy Hannah and when she goes to bed I am ready to just lay in bed watching TV or reading a book until bed time rolls around.
I haven't exercised in a week due to schedule conflicts and Christmas thrown in for good measure and just when I think this week is going to go well I ran late at work-what would have been my first day back exercising. Needless to say I didn't exercise Monday.
I am hoping my trainer doesn't think I am ignoring her on purpose because I was on a roll and hope to continue my progress sometime-eventually this week. I have also decided I am going to join the Y! I am pretty excited for that and am really hoping my husband will agree to come as well! My mom is going to go with me so that will be super fun. She used to be a fitness fanatic in her younger years so I am interested to see if she becomes that way once again.
I have set my goal to lose a minimum of 80 pounds by next October. With really trying to lose over 100lbs but I don't want to feel too overwhelmed so I just keep telling myself 80lbs. I have high hopes this will work! I need to lose at a minimum 10lbs a month and will feel successful with my goal. Hopefully the world around me can offer there support and encouragement with my goal. I need to get this body to a healthier weight to carry a child again!
As a side note, I find this terribly ironic and insensitive all at the same time...we had secret santa at work and my santa gave me DOVE CHOCOLATES! WTH! and HOT CHOCOLATE! This person mind you knew full and well that I am exercising and eating healthier so why on earth would he give me candy!
Other than my unsually crappy mood, Christmas was a lot of fun! Hannah opened her presents herself and played with all of her toys! I was pretty impressed since a lot of people were telling me that this Christmas wouldn't be fun. I beg to differ.
My MIL said to me, "Next year will be a lot more fun, she will be more interested in her toys." Don't ask me where that comment came from because neither Tom nor I complained about Christmas not being "fun." Sometimes I think people just talk to hear themselves talk.
A friend acquaintance of mine has recently made several attempts to re-kindle our friendship and even though she was given my phone number and email two months ago, she just now sent me an email on 12-23. I thought it rather interesting because I have not spoken to her in close to five years, our friendship did not end on good terms and I was fine with it. When I stop a friendship it is justifiable and the fact that she turned super shady and never paid my mother back a substantial amount of money was all the reasoning I needed to stop seeing her. So any-who, she sent me an email about how sorry she is and how she thinks about me often...blah, blah, blah. At first I replied that what happened that long ago is not a big deal anymore, etc, etc...but the more I think about her the more annoyed I get. I have all the friends that I need and really don't want anymore. If I cut you off it was for good reason and I am really not looking to re-kindle our lost friendship. I have two best friends that I have never had a falling out with and that is all I want. I don't need any fair-weather friends. Thankfully I managed to rid myself of all of them and don't want them back. Is this mean of me? I kind of feel like I am being mean, unkind and unChristian. But I really just don't want to let people that have done me wrong in the past back into my world...maybe that is too much to ask?
I think I need a vacation, but for now I'll settle on venting on this blog. Thanks to anyone that actually made it to the bottom of this post, your comments are appreciated!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Getting Organized
I finally decided that since we could no longer open the door to our spare bedroom that it needs to be organized...this is how I spent my Saturday night.
That room looks a world of difference now! It had turned into a storage shed/things that had no place room. I hung all of my Vera Bradley's in the closet and neatly stacked my picture albums/scrapbooks on the closet shelf. Organized Tom's DVDs so that you could actually read the binding of the case instead of searching through every single one in a box. Stacked my books on my DVD rack and threw away a lot of junk! Tried to assemble some sort of order to the baby items that no longer have a use. Thankfully the baby items won't have to move when time comes to make that into another bedroom.
The next day I decided I couldn't find anything in our pantry so my assistant Hannah and I organized that sucker. We also threw a lot out as well!
Hannah was on plastic bag detail and that kept her occupied while I was doing the rest of the pantry.
Next on my list of chores is the garage! Dun, dun, dun! The garage is the scariest thing you will ever see, seriously! There is a narrow and precarious trail that leads the length of the garage and boxes stacked out the wazoo!
I'll try to attempt that on a nice day when I can drag some stuff onto the driveway but if not I will drag it into the house. It needs done soon because I would like to park my car in there!
That room looks a world of difference now! It had turned into a storage shed/things that had no place room. I hung all of my Vera Bradley's in the closet and neatly stacked my picture albums/scrapbooks on the closet shelf. Organized Tom's DVDs so that you could actually read the binding of the case instead of searching through every single one in a box. Stacked my books on my DVD rack and threw away a lot of junk! Tried to assemble some sort of order to the baby items that no longer have a use. Thankfully the baby items won't have to move when time comes to make that into another bedroom.
The next day I decided I couldn't find anything in our pantry so my assistant Hannah and I organized that sucker. We also threw a lot out as well!
Hannah was on plastic bag detail and that kept her occupied while I was doing the rest of the pantry.
Next on my list of chores is the garage! Dun, dun, dun! The garage is the scariest thing you will ever see, seriously! There is a narrow and precarious trail that leads the length of the garage and boxes stacked out the wazoo!
I'll try to attempt that on a nice day when I can drag some stuff onto the driveway but if not I will drag it into the house. It needs done soon because I would like to park my car in there!
Christmas Shopping...
Is done! Thank the Lord for that!
I just have to get my Dad something, who of course wants nothing, sheesh!
I just have to get my Dad something, who of course wants nothing, sheesh!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Christmas Budget Crisis?
I think Christmas has not been too terribly bad thus far, I am getting slightly concerned as it is super close and I still have four people to buy for. Thankfully I have not used a single credit card but I fear my luck will soon be changing...
We have had a hard year financially, we are keeping our heads above water and that's about the extent of it. Are mortgage has increased by almost half, our utilites have tripled and in the beginning of the year gas was astronomical! We also have a couple of medical bills left over from having Hannah. All in all it is manageable for now...
Then you throw in Christmas and my present giving is truly not going to match how I feel for the people receiving the gifts. I actually had to set a limit for how much my friends and I would spend on each other. We NEVER do that! EVER! Wouldn't you know I still keeping finding things that are above the limit I set for myself.
My husband is really getting slighted this year, I have a super awesome present I would like to get him but it won't be for Christmas. So now I am trying to come up with less expensive items to purchase when I really just want to get him the big item.
It's annoying and heart wrenching all at the same time. My heart is ready to go crazy with giving gifts and essentially giving joy. My wallet is saying "Help Me!"
We have had a hard year financially, we are keeping our heads above water and that's about the extent of it. Are mortgage has increased by almost half, our utilites have tripled and in the beginning of the year gas was astronomical! We also have a couple of medical bills left over from having Hannah. All in all it is manageable for now...
Then you throw in Christmas and my present giving is truly not going to match how I feel for the people receiving the gifts. I actually had to set a limit for how much my friends and I would spend on each other. We NEVER do that! EVER! Wouldn't you know I still keeping finding things that are above the limit I set for myself.
My husband is really getting slighted this year, I have a super awesome present I would like to get him but it won't be for Christmas. So now I am trying to come up with less expensive items to purchase when I really just want to get him the big item.
It's annoying and heart wrenching all at the same time. My heart is ready to go crazy with giving gifts and essentially giving joy. My wallet is saying "Help Me!"
Monday, December 8, 2008
A Perfect Day
Saturday Tom, Mom, Hannah, my two nieces and I headed up to Lancaster! Gosh I love that place!
I really think I need to move up there, the houses are so beautiful, the stores are lovely and the farms are just breathtaking!
Poor Tom woke up after he had been asleep for only two hours so that he could come with us.
We all piled in the car and our first stop was Shady Maple, the mecca of all that is food! I <3 that place! Then we headed down to That Fish Place so the girls could pick out cool stuff for there fish tank at my Mom's house.
We had a lot of fun there even if there were a few melt downs. Poor Jordan (my youngest niece) had a cold this weekend and at the fish place they have a pond with stingrays in them and you are allowed to pet them. Well Jordan being all of two years old did not have long enough arms to touch them. You can imagine the end result! Thankfully I remembered I had a candy cane in my pocket that she could have to distract her from the lack of stingray petting.
We walked around the fish area but didn't see any fish that we just had to have. So we got a few supplies and one live plant.
Next on our journey we headed down to the Rockvale Outlets and it started to snow! It was so pretty! Mom and I took the girls and headed to Gymboree and picked up some adorable pajamas for Hannah. Then we moseyed down to Disney per the girls request and everyone got a small toy for the ride home. Tom went to the "bathroom" and was gone the whole time we were in two stores so I am quite suspicious he was on some super secret Christmas present hunt of his own!
We then headed home through the snow which was so pretty on the sprawling farms. I think it was the perfect ending to a perfect day!
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Note to anyone out there. I discovered the "Kids" channel on our Sirius radio so the girls could have something to entertain them on the ride home...clearly this was as good as hypnosis because all the children were as quiet as could be.
I really think I need to move up there, the houses are so beautiful, the stores are lovely and the farms are just breathtaking!
Poor Tom woke up after he had been asleep for only two hours so that he could come with us.
We all piled in the car and our first stop was Shady Maple, the mecca of all that is food! I <3 that place! Then we headed down to That Fish Place so the girls could pick out cool stuff for there fish tank at my Mom's house.
We had a lot of fun there even if there were a few melt downs. Poor Jordan (my youngest niece) had a cold this weekend and at the fish place they have a pond with stingrays in them and you are allowed to pet them. Well Jordan being all of two years old did not have long enough arms to touch them. You can imagine the end result! Thankfully I remembered I had a candy cane in my pocket that she could have to distract her from the lack of stingray petting.
We walked around the fish area but didn't see any fish that we just had to have. So we got a few supplies and one live plant.
Next on our journey we headed down to the Rockvale Outlets and it started to snow! It was so pretty! Mom and I took the girls and headed to Gymboree and picked up some adorable pajamas for Hannah. Then we moseyed down to Disney per the girls request and everyone got a small toy for the ride home. Tom went to the "bathroom" and was gone the whole time we were in two stores so I am quite suspicious he was on some super secret Christmas present hunt of his own!
We then headed home through the snow which was so pretty on the sprawling farms. I think it was the perfect ending to a perfect day!
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Note to anyone out there. I discovered the "Kids" channel on our Sirius radio so the girls could have something to entertain them on the ride home...clearly this was as good as hypnosis because all the children were as quiet as could be.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Exercise
It's a necessary evil...
I decided yesterday that I didn't need to exercise anymore. Made up my mind and that was that. I finally wrote my trainer an email and of course she wrote me one back. So guess what I am still going to be doing, that's right...exercise!
It is really nice to know that a lot of people are supporting me with my fitness. When my co-workers heard me talking about it yesterday they piped up that I should keep going. I thought that was rather sweet. My parents and my friends are all very supportive but the one person that I need behind me isn't. Deep down I know that the guilt I feel from him constantly is what got in my head the most. My husband absolutely hates that I go and exercise and continually tells me that I don't need to go and that I am leaving my family, etc. I don't know why he acts like this considering he has lost over 100 pounds and I have only lost about 20 thus far. I clearly need to lose weight but he is a jerk about it.
I did reduce my workout schedule to three days a week. Hopefully I can keep going and Tom won't feel so neglected. I don't know you would think your husband would want you to lose weight.
I decided yesterday that I didn't need to exercise anymore. Made up my mind and that was that. I finally wrote my trainer an email and of course she wrote me one back. So guess what I am still going to be doing, that's right...exercise!
It is really nice to know that a lot of people are supporting me with my fitness. When my co-workers heard me talking about it yesterday they piped up that I should keep going. I thought that was rather sweet. My parents and my friends are all very supportive but the one person that I need behind me isn't. Deep down I know that the guilt I feel from him constantly is what got in my head the most. My husband absolutely hates that I go and exercise and continually tells me that I don't need to go and that I am leaving my family, etc. I don't know why he acts like this considering he has lost over 100 pounds and I have only lost about 20 thus far. I clearly need to lose weight but he is a jerk about it.
I did reduce my workout schedule to three days a week. Hopefully I can keep going and Tom won't feel so neglected. I don't know you would think your husband would want you to lose weight.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Woo-Hoo!
So I've lost about 15 pounds thus far and am able to finally wear my winter pants that were a size too small! Yay!
I officially went through my closet and took out any and all maternity clothes and put them away...I'll admit it, I was still wearing some of the pants to work...I know.
I can RUN, that's right you read it, RUN on the treadmill...I have been working on doing it at intervals and was quite surprised that I could run and walk at high speeds for thirty minutes (or longer some days). Even still I'll be on the treadmill and I'll say aloud, "I can't believe I'm running!"
So that's made me pretty darn happy lately, I'm all proud of myself and what not.
Now that we have talked about me...Hannah Banana is trying to be a walking fool. She is pretty close to walking but it might take her just a little bit longer to master it. She is getting a lot braver and will walk with you if you hold one of her hands and she is starting to let go of things and walk a short amount before she loses her balance or a toy trips her up.
Yesterday I was really thinking something was wrong with her because she was falling down every two seconds it seemed. Then I realized why...she was letting go of whatever she was holding onto and trying to walk! I'll try to capture her on video this week so you can see this crazy little girl in action...she is a trip!
I officially went through my closet and took out any and all maternity clothes and put them away...I'll admit it, I was still wearing some of the pants to work...I know.
I can RUN, that's right you read it, RUN on the treadmill...I have been working on doing it at intervals and was quite surprised that I could run and walk at high speeds for thirty minutes (or longer some days). Even still I'll be on the treadmill and I'll say aloud, "I can't believe I'm running!"
So that's made me pretty darn happy lately, I'm all proud of myself and what not.
Now that we have talked about me...Hannah Banana is trying to be a walking fool. She is pretty close to walking but it might take her just a little bit longer to master it. She is getting a lot braver and will walk with you if you hold one of her hands and she is starting to let go of things and walk a short amount before she loses her balance or a toy trips her up.
Yesterday I was really thinking something was wrong with her because she was falling down every two seconds it seemed. Then I realized why...she was letting go of whatever she was holding onto and trying to walk! I'll try to capture her on video this week so you can see this crazy little girl in action...she is a trip!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Being A Working Mom Sucks When...
Your husband calls you and tells you that your daughter just walked by herself from the ottoman to her exersaucer (a distance of about 2-3 feet)
The list goes on and on but right now I am most dissapointed about that! :cry:
The list goes on and on but right now I am most dissapointed about that! :cry:
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Yay Me!
I am so excited! I have lost ten pounds in the past two weeks! Wa-hoo!
I also accomplished walking two and a quarter miles yesterday along with 50 crunches and various arm weights. Yay!
I also accomplished walking two and a quarter miles yesterday along with 50 crunches and various arm weights. Yay!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
No Pain, No Gain
This seems to be a running theme in my life currently.
I started an exercise program with my very own "personal trainer" she works me like a dog until I feel I might collapse and then works me some more. Today is my third day (when I get off of work) and I am actually looking forward to what we will do today.
Yesterday we rode bikes through her hilly neighborhood and although I hadn't been on a bike in over ten years I did quite well. I didn't even fall off or anything! HA! Before bike riding I did intervals on the tread mill (and about died) I think I was one step away from running and then we did pilates (first time for that too!). All in all a good day.
My work has been horrible lately, I have a "new job" that I didn't want nor ask for and I really, really, really hate it. It feels like a punishment for having a good work ethic. I am just going with the flow and hopefully everything will turn out for the best!
Someone finally put an offer in on my house that I have been trying to sell since May! Wa-Hoo! I counter offered since the offer was fairly low and am waiting to hear back about that! Everyone needs to send some good vibes my way so that this house can be gone!
I started an exercise program with my very own "personal trainer" she works me like a dog until I feel I might collapse and then works me some more. Today is my third day (when I get off of work) and I am actually looking forward to what we will do today.
Yesterday we rode bikes through her hilly neighborhood and although I hadn't been on a bike in over ten years I did quite well. I didn't even fall off or anything! HA! Before bike riding I did intervals on the tread mill (and about died) I think I was one step away from running and then we did pilates (first time for that too!). All in all a good day.
My work has been horrible lately, I have a "new job" that I didn't want nor ask for and I really, really, really hate it. It feels like a punishment for having a good work ethic. I am just going with the flow and hopefully everything will turn out for the best!
Someone finally put an offer in on my house that I have been trying to sell since May! Wa-Hoo! I counter offered since the offer was fairly low and am waiting to hear back about that! Everyone needs to send some good vibes my way so that this house can be gone!
Friday, October 17, 2008
A Play Date.
Today my friend came over with her little munchkin to visit with my little munchkin. They were pretty cute together. Except that Hannah is a bully and pulled Cheyanne's socks, pulled her arm, pulled her ear and finished it off with a head bunt. Oh wait I forgot she also crawled over to her and screamed as loud as possible right in her face! Clearly I have raised a devil child...I have a feeling she is not going to do so well when it come time to "share."
Other than that we had a good time! Cheyanne is a month younger than Hannah but is a little bit larger than Hannah. She also has three and a half teeth. I was amazed by the teeth thing because Hannah is still rockin' a gummy toothless smile.
All in all it was a good day, I got to catch up with an old friend and see a different little muffin.
Highlights from the day:
Other than that we had a good time! Cheyanne is a month younger than Hannah but is a little bit larger than Hannah. She also has three and a half teeth. I was amazed by the teeth thing because Hannah is still rockin' a gummy toothless smile.
All in all it was a good day, I got to catch up with an old friend and see a different little muffin.
Highlights from the day:
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Nothing New
Sorry I have been neglecting my blogging and commenting...I am still reading everyone's blogs!
I have been really busy with work and when I get home I have no time to sit at a computer. Therefore, not much posting is going on.
My birthday was Sunday and Tom and I went to Lancaster, PA for the weekend and enjoyed some shopping. We ended up coming home a day early because I missed Hannah. (Next time we go away I promised myself I won't cut our trip short) Now it is just work, work, work!
Monday I went to the grocery store. I gathered all my baby junk and got Hannah out of her seat and began walking up to the front of the store. I lift my leg to go up the curb and didn't quite make it.
I freaking fell, while holding Hannah, on concrete! WTF!
I fell completely forward and all I could think was holy crap what am I going to do to keep Hannah from getting hurt. I fall on my left knee and right elbow in an attempt to shield her since I was holding her in my left arm. This plan of action worked well because she cried briefly from being startled but was fine after I took a good look at her. My body on the other hand was hurting like hell. My knee still hurts and has a good size scrape on it. I was pretty much ready to die of embarrassment and retreat to my car.
Would you guess that no one came up and helped me! Here I am sprawled out on the sidewalk, baby in hand and no one came to my assistance. I was shocked.
But we are both okay and that is all that matters in the end.
I have been really busy with work and when I get home I have no time to sit at a computer. Therefore, not much posting is going on.
My birthday was Sunday and Tom and I went to Lancaster, PA for the weekend and enjoyed some shopping. We ended up coming home a day early because I missed Hannah. (Next time we go away I promised myself I won't cut our trip short) Now it is just work, work, work!
Monday I went to the grocery store. I gathered all my baby junk and got Hannah out of her seat and began walking up to the front of the store. I lift my leg to go up the curb and didn't quite make it.
I freaking fell, while holding Hannah, on concrete! WTF!
I fell completely forward and all I could think was holy crap what am I going to do to keep Hannah from getting hurt. I fall on my left knee and right elbow in an attempt to shield her since I was holding her in my left arm. This plan of action worked well because she cried briefly from being startled but was fine after I took a good look at her. My body on the other hand was hurting like hell. My knee still hurts and has a good size scrape on it. I was pretty much ready to die of embarrassment and retreat to my car.
Would you guess that no one came up and helped me! Here I am sprawled out on the sidewalk, baby in hand and no one came to my assistance. I was shocked.
But we are both okay and that is all that matters in the end.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
First Time.
For the first time in the longest time I went to bed last night going over all of my most cherished memories that I have had in my life. My wedding, finding out I was pregnant, labor and delivery, etc.
It was a welcome change of pace, usually I go to bed thinking about what I need to do or should have done during the day or week instead of just peacefully falling to sleep.
It was probably due to the reminiscing that occurred earlier in the night with two of my best friends.
Nonetheless it was very nice.
On another note.
The other day Tom had taken me to lunch at Olive Garden, after we had been seated in comes a group of four little old women. I watched them for a moment and thought to myself...That is going to be Laura, Emily and I one day. Then about a minute or two later, Tom says, that is going to be You, Emily and Laura. I about died laughing. Then explained how I was just thinking the same thing! This man knows me all to well!
Happy Anniversary Snuggles! It has been a fabulous four years of marriage! Love you!
It was a welcome change of pace, usually I go to bed thinking about what I need to do or should have done during the day or week instead of just peacefully falling to sleep.
It was probably due to the reminiscing that occurred earlier in the night with two of my best friends.
Nonetheless it was very nice.
On another note.
The other day Tom had taken me to lunch at Olive Garden, after we had been seated in comes a group of four little old women. I watched them for a moment and thought to myself...That is going to be Laura, Emily and I one day. Then about a minute or two later, Tom says, that is going to be You, Emily and Laura. I about died laughing. Then explained how I was just thinking the same thing! This man knows me all to well!
Happy Anniversary Snuggles! It has been a fabulous four years of marriage! Love you!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Nosey Old Woman
Yep that's me or rather that's what I am becoming...
Ever since we moved to this new house the neighbors have been irritating as hell.
They for one are lazy as sin. I CAN NOT stand laziness. The man/dad that lives next door, does not have a job, which I can understand as times are hard these days. What I can not understand is that he is not working, anywhere and has not been working for going on a year. Anywhere. So that is kind of strange or at least it is to me. He DOES NOT mow his lawn, as in ever. He does not weed-whack, ever. He does not kill the weeds that grow up with time that need whacked down before they turn into enormous trees. He sits in his house all day and does God knows what.
The children that are over there are getting on my very last nerve. Seriously.
We had a mound of dirt delivered that the children are constantly driving there bikes over. It is in our front yard with a tarp over it so there is really no reason for them to be in our yard. They play basketball, constantly, right outside of our bedroom windows and they yell/talk loudly all day! So irritating!
I have caught them throwing trash in my yard and in the street in front of my house. They threw a "bag bomb" at my front door which I then had to chase them down and read them the riot act.
I caught one of the kids that goes next door to play closed fist punching his dog (a yellow lab) in the face. I yelled at him about that.
I can understand that your parents want you to play outside and keep around the house but it is annoying to your neighbors. Go to the park. That is what I did when I was a kid. Are they to lazy to walk down there? It's like these kid have no respect for other people because there parents never taught it to them.
It makes me want to scream! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Ever since we moved to this new house the neighbors have been irritating as hell.
They for one are lazy as sin. I CAN NOT stand laziness. The man/dad that lives next door, does not have a job, which I can understand as times are hard these days. What I can not understand is that he is not working, anywhere and has not been working for going on a year. Anywhere. So that is kind of strange or at least it is to me. He DOES NOT mow his lawn, as in ever. He does not weed-whack, ever. He does not kill the weeds that grow up with time that need whacked down before they turn into enormous trees. He sits in his house all day and does God knows what.
The children that are over there are getting on my very last nerve. Seriously.
We had a mound of dirt delivered that the children are constantly driving there bikes over. It is in our front yard with a tarp over it so there is really no reason for them to be in our yard. They play basketball, constantly, right outside of our bedroom windows and they yell/talk loudly all day! So irritating!
I have caught them throwing trash in my yard and in the street in front of my house. They threw a "bag bomb" at my front door which I then had to chase them down and read them the riot act.
I caught one of the kids that goes next door to play closed fist punching his dog (a yellow lab) in the face. I yelled at him about that.
I can understand that your parents want you to play outside and keep around the house but it is annoying to your neighbors. Go to the park. That is what I did when I was a kid. Are they to lazy to walk down there? It's like these kid have no respect for other people because there parents never taught it to them.
It makes me want to scream! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I guess a few things have happened to take my attention away from the blog recently.
Work is going swimmingly and new and exciting things are happening that are keeping me busy.
Hannah is a half a year old! Woo Hoo! (Okay so technically that was on the 5th) It makes me kind of sad because she is doing so much so fast. She pulls herself up on things, crawls like a maniac, jabbers all the time, started eating second foods and finger foods. We even had to lower her crib when we found her laughing and holding on to the edge standing in her crib. So not funny! She is still just a tiny little thing, she weighs 14 lbs and 11 ozs and is 24.5" tall.
Tom and I just celebrated our ten years of being together (on the 15th)! It is crazy to think that I have been in a relationship with the same person for ten years straight.
I guess that is all I can think of currently as I am sitting at work and the political debates going on behind me are making me want to scream, guess it's time for my trusty iPod!
Work is going swimmingly and new and exciting things are happening that are keeping me busy.
Hannah is a half a year old! Woo Hoo! (Okay so technically that was on the 5th) It makes me kind of sad because she is doing so much so fast. She pulls herself up on things, crawls like a maniac, jabbers all the time, started eating second foods and finger foods. We even had to lower her crib when we found her laughing and holding on to the edge standing in her crib. So not funny! She is still just a tiny little thing, she weighs 14 lbs and 11 ozs and is 24.5" tall.
Tom and I just celebrated our ten years of being together (on the 15th)! It is crazy to think that I have been in a relationship with the same person for ten years straight.
I guess that is all I can think of currently as I am sitting at work and the political debates going on behind me are making me want to scream, guess it's time for my trusty iPod!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Fat? Homely? Poor? Oh My!
Last Thursday as I wrapped up my shopping trip in Walmart accompanied by Hannie and my one of my BF's. I am getting rung up by the cashier and as she swipes my formula can she says:
Cashier: Do you have your WIC card?
Me: What?
C: If you have your WIC card you can get your formula for free.
Me: I make too much money to qualify for WIC.
C: Oh okay.
Later on as I am riding back to my friends house I got to thinking. Do I look poor? Then we both enjoyed a good laugh at that WTF moment in the Ghetto-Mart.
Next day, I went to have my blood work done for the Diabetes Center. Please note Diabetes Center.
Lab Tech: Why are you bouncing that baby?
Me: Just 'cause.
LT: Well stop it. If you keep doing that she won't understand the difference when you do it when she is upset.
She rambled on more about this topic and then stopped. Okay as unwanted as her advice is I can see her logic.
A few seconds later:
LT: Do you have diabetes?
Me: I had Type 2 before I was pregnant and now they are telling me that I am in a pre-diabetic state.
LT: That's weird, I have never heard of that
LT: Let me tell you a secret
Me: (Oh dear Lord what now) What's that
LT: Gastric bypass cures diabetes
Me: Oh (Thinking to myself no she didn't)
LT: My sister had it and girl let me tell you she is so skinny and she is a baby making machine!
Me: Good for her
LT: You should get it, insurance will pay for it just like that (snaps fingers)
Me: Oh, hmm (How freaking rude!)
LT: My sister she so fertile she had to terminate three of her pregnancies, she just kept getting pregnant and finally they told her she had to get her tubes tied.
Me: Mmm
What the heck! I do not want to hear about your sister's abortion, I do not want to hear about her diabetes and I don't want your skinny ass telling me to get Gastric Bypass! Mind your own business!
She also informed me that she knows how hard it is to lose weight because she has been trying very hard to lose ten pounds since last year and she just can't seem to do it. "She is just not movitvated enough to get up and exercise."
I wanted to tell her that is so sad for her it must be hard to be a size four and ten pounds over weight, how does she possibly manage to get out of bed every morning.
But I didn't and I never do say anything rude back to people even when they are rude to me. I guess my parents raised me better than that.
Cashier: Do you have your WIC card?
Me: What?
C: If you have your WIC card you can get your formula for free.
Me: I make too much money to qualify for WIC.
C: Oh okay.
Later on as I am riding back to my friends house I got to thinking. Do I look poor? Then we both enjoyed a good laugh at that WTF moment in the Ghetto-Mart.
Next day, I went to have my blood work done for the Diabetes Center. Please note Diabetes Center.
Lab Tech: Why are you bouncing that baby?
Me: Just 'cause.
LT: Well stop it. If you keep doing that she won't understand the difference when you do it when she is upset.
She rambled on more about this topic and then stopped. Okay as unwanted as her advice is I can see her logic.
A few seconds later:
LT: Do you have diabetes?
Me: I had Type 2 before I was pregnant and now they are telling me that I am in a pre-diabetic state.
LT: That's weird, I have never heard of that
LT: Let me tell you a secret
Me: (Oh dear Lord what now) What's that
LT: Gastric bypass cures diabetes
Me: Oh (Thinking to myself no she didn't)
LT: My sister had it and girl let me tell you she is so skinny and she is a baby making machine!
Me: Good for her
LT: You should get it, insurance will pay for it just like that (snaps fingers)
Me: Oh, hmm (How freaking rude!)
LT: My sister she so fertile she had to terminate three of her pregnancies, she just kept getting pregnant and finally they told her she had to get her tubes tied.
Me: Mmm
What the heck! I do not want to hear about your sister's abortion, I do not want to hear about her diabetes and I don't want your skinny ass telling me to get Gastric Bypass! Mind your own business!
She also informed me that she knows how hard it is to lose weight because she has been trying very hard to lose ten pounds since last year and she just can't seem to do it. "She is just not movitvated enough to get up and exercise."
I wanted to tell her that is so sad for her it must be hard to be a size four and ten pounds over weight, how does she possibly manage to get out of bed every morning.
But I didn't and I never do say anything rude back to people even when they are rude to me. I guess my parents raised me better than that.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Just My Luck!
I finally drag my husband out kicking and screaming to begin looking at Halloween costumes for Hannie and guess what. The power went out for the whole shopping center! I was attempting to go to Old Navy and Boscovs but that didn't happen so we went to the mall instead which didn't have anything spectacular so we pretty much wasted our evening in an attempt to choose the most wonderful first Halloween costume. Lame!
I swear I have all kinds of Murphy's Law going on in my life right now!
I swear I have all kinds of Murphy's Law going on in my life right now!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
GO TO CHURCH ALREADY!
This is really getting ridiculous for me. I want to go to church I (literally) need to go to church but I haven't quite made my want connect with going. I don't have an excuse for not going other than being tired and don't forget lazy. I guess too I kind of feel like I am in a church gray area. I quit going to my one church (that I am a member of) about four years ago (it is Baptist) and occasionally I will go to my BF's church which is Presbyterian. I know a fair amount of people at the church, I like the Pastor, I like the church atmosphere over all so I really don't know why it is that I just don't go!
Something (I'm going to go with God on this one) has made me feel even more than normal that I need to go, like right this instant drive in the car and get your behind in a pew. I think this Sunday just might be the day for me.
I am having a HORRENDOUS month this past month and I really got to my wits end last week after work when I cried as soon as I sat down in my car and then the whole way home and even then for like the rest of the night. I know craziness. But it was all for a good reason that I would rather not discuss right now because I don't know how this will all pan out in the end. But it isn't just work I suppose it feels like everything as of late and I swear if I get another medical bill in the mail I just may scream! Every time I think I am going to get one paid off I get another one. It's craziness! So I guess that might also explain why I haven't been able to blog quite as much as normal.
But seriously, I am going to church this Sunday! I have to, my heart needs it more than ever!
Please pray for me! (Seriously)
Something (I'm going to go with God on this one) has made me feel even more than normal that I need to go, like right this instant drive in the car and get your behind in a pew. I think this Sunday just might be the day for me.
I am having a HORRENDOUS month this past month and I really got to my wits end last week after work when I cried as soon as I sat down in my car and then the whole way home and even then for like the rest of the night. I know craziness. But it was all for a good reason that I would rather not discuss right now because I don't know how this will all pan out in the end. But it isn't just work I suppose it feels like everything as of late and I swear if I get another medical bill in the mail I just may scream! Every time I think I am going to get one paid off I get another one. It's craziness! So I guess that might also explain why I haven't been able to blog quite as much as normal.
But seriously, I am going to church this Sunday! I have to, my heart needs it more than ever!
Please pray for me! (Seriously)
Hannah Banana
Hold the Bananas....
Everyone (my husband and myself included) call Hannie: Hannah Banana. Well the first time I gave her bananas I thought she had turned awfully red on certain areas of her face. I tried the bananas again and the same thing happened and she developed little bumps on her skin.
So I guess there will not be anymore bananas in her future, who would imagine the child to be allergic to bananas.
Everyone (my husband and myself included) call Hannie: Hannah Banana. Well the first time I gave her bananas I thought she had turned awfully red on certain areas of her face. I tried the bananas again and the same thing happened and she developed little bumps on her skin.
So I guess there will not be anymore bananas in her future, who would imagine the child to be allergic to bananas.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
The Great Skunking of '08
It happened yet again to that stupid lovable creature we call Bo.
Around midnight last night I was just getting out of the shower and straightening around the house and the phone rings,
Mom: Did your father cook something and burn it?
Me: I don't know I haven't gone down there tonight.
Mom: Well it smells like burnt garlic or something, it's horrible. Can you come over and smell, I'll come down and watch the baby.
Me: Okay
So I finish up drying and putting away the dishes and Mom comes in.
Me: Oh my God, you smell like skunk!
Mom: Do I?
Me: Yes, all I smell is skunk.
Mom: Well can you go down there and smell with an open mind?
So I traipse down the street in my pajamas to go and smell what the smell is in my mom's house. As I am walking down, Jack the Cat jumps out of nowhere and tries to kill me. Okay he didn't try to kill me but he scared the hell out of me. Jack and I continued our journey to my parents together. I get to the end of the driveway and I can smell the skunk, I thought to myself this will not end well. So I got to the front door and was expecting a skunk to jump out at me at any moment, that's how potent it was. I open the door, the cat flies in the house and the smell of skunk hits me in the face like a ton of bricks. It was almost as bad as pepper spray. I walk immediately to Bo's room and he is right there ready to greet me. I said Bo-dy and gave him a good whiff! Phh! That is the source of the problem!
I made a u-turn and hauled my butt back home. I told my mom:
It's Bo, he got skunked and carried the smell in with him!
Mom: Eww, now you smell like skunk!
Me: You better go home and wash the dog(s) and start scrubbing the floors.
Mom: Expletive Dog, expletive, expletive.
Me: I didn't see a skunk carcass so you might want to check to see where that is.
Mom: I swear to God if a skunk jumps out at me I am going to beat that dog over the head with it!
So needless to say, I took shower number two for the night and then washed my clothes so that the skunk smell was not stinking up my house. My poor mom went home and washed the dog and everything he touched and don't you know the next morning it still smelled horrible!
We all went to Denny's the next day and afterwards I went home and my parents went home to continue the scrubbing. Later that night I went down to get something from my mom's house and it didn't smell near as bad. It was just a faint odor of skunk. By Sunday it should be completely gone.
As a background on the dogs, the are kept seperate, they are chow-chow's and fight something horrible if they get together. One is kept in one room and the other is kept in it's own room. They both have access to the backyard through sliding glass doors. The backyard is separated so that they can not get together out there. Typically there doors are left open all the time. My mom works second shift and my dad is usually travelling with work. My mom went to work yesterday and my dad came home before he had to go to work late that friday night. Well my father in all of his brilliance leaves the sliders open and proceeds to go to work. Therefore Bo gladly went out, fought or killed a skunk and then proceeded to drag the stench in with him because no one was there to witness the evening events. So my mom after working all night comes home to find skunk-a-pa-looza in her house. Fun times!
This is the second time this dog had done this, but last time he killed the skunk.
Around midnight last night I was just getting out of the shower and straightening around the house and the phone rings,
Mom: Did your father cook something and burn it?
Me: I don't know I haven't gone down there tonight.
Mom: Well it smells like burnt garlic or something, it's horrible. Can you come over and smell, I'll come down and watch the baby.
Me: Okay
So I finish up drying and putting away the dishes and Mom comes in.
Me: Oh my God, you smell like skunk!
Mom: Do I?
Me: Yes, all I smell is skunk.
Mom: Well can you go down there and smell with an open mind?
So I traipse down the street in my pajamas to go and smell what the smell is in my mom's house. As I am walking down, Jack the Cat jumps out of nowhere and tries to kill me. Okay he didn't try to kill me but he scared the hell out of me. Jack and I continued our journey to my parents together. I get to the end of the driveway and I can smell the skunk, I thought to myself this will not end well. So I got to the front door and was expecting a skunk to jump out at me at any moment, that's how potent it was. I open the door, the cat flies in the house and the smell of skunk hits me in the face like a ton of bricks. It was almost as bad as pepper spray. I walk immediately to Bo's room and he is right there ready to greet me. I said Bo-dy and gave him a good whiff! Phh! That is the source of the problem!
I made a u-turn and hauled my butt back home. I told my mom:
It's Bo, he got skunked and carried the smell in with him!
Mom: Eww, now you smell like skunk!
Me: You better go home and wash the dog(s) and start scrubbing the floors.
Mom: Expletive Dog, expletive, expletive.
Me: I didn't see a skunk carcass so you might want to check to see where that is.
Mom: I swear to God if a skunk jumps out at me I am going to beat that dog over the head with it!
So needless to say, I took shower number two for the night and then washed my clothes so that the skunk smell was not stinking up my house. My poor mom went home and washed the dog and everything he touched and don't you know the next morning it still smelled horrible!
We all went to Denny's the next day and afterwards I went home and my parents went home to continue the scrubbing. Later that night I went down to get something from my mom's house and it didn't smell near as bad. It was just a faint odor of skunk. By Sunday it should be completely gone.
As a background on the dogs, the are kept seperate, they are chow-chow's and fight something horrible if they get together. One is kept in one room and the other is kept in it's own room. They both have access to the backyard through sliding glass doors. The backyard is separated so that they can not get together out there. Typically there doors are left open all the time. My mom works second shift and my dad is usually travelling with work. My mom went to work yesterday and my dad came home before he had to go to work late that friday night. Well my father in all of his brilliance leaves the sliders open and proceeds to go to work. Therefore Bo gladly went out, fought or killed a skunk and then proceeded to drag the stench in with him because no one was there to witness the evening events. So my mom after working all night comes home to find skunk-a-pa-looza in her house. Fun times!
This is the second time this dog had done this, but last time he killed the skunk.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Bleeding To Death-*Update*
I went to the doctor on Thursday and I had my mom take me because parking is non-existent if you leave work and try to come back. We walked in the office (I had never been there before) and I looked at mom and said, "Man, this guy is going to be expensive! It looks like an Italian Cathedral in here!"
Finally I was called back to the exam room and the doctor is asking me a ton of questions. He seemed puzzled as to why my nose was bleeding so much. Then he does my exam and checks ears and everything. He FINALLY gets to the right nostril which had been giving me all the trouble and like a kid in a candy store he proclaimed, "I see it, there it is right there!" He then proceeded to have my mother come over and look in my nostril so that she could also see the issue. Apparently it was just a very small ruptured blood vessel but every time it was irritated it would bleed... like crazy!
He stuffed a cotton swab of lidocain up my nose which of course angered the nasal blood vessel god and caused it to bleed. Then he got out silver nitrate and started to cauterize my nose with it. Then after all of this nasal irritation he has nerve enough to tell me, "Do not blow your nose for at least a week or you will dislodge the scab and you'll have to do this all over again." WTF!
After he messed with my nostril, if ever in my life I needed to blow my nose it was then. So of course I went to the bathroom and blew my nose. I didn't bleed so decided I could live with the rest of the irritation in my nose until a week passed.
I will say this, the whole process made my nostril extremely itchy on the inside and I was about to go mad sitting at my desk the rest of that day.
So far it seems to have worked well, I have not had a nose bleed since Thursday. The real test will be when it is healed and I can finally blow my nose again! Muhuwahaha!
Finally I was called back to the exam room and the doctor is asking me a ton of questions. He seemed puzzled as to why my nose was bleeding so much. Then he does my exam and checks ears and everything. He FINALLY gets to the right nostril which had been giving me all the trouble and like a kid in a candy store he proclaimed, "I see it, there it is right there!" He then proceeded to have my mother come over and look in my nostril so that she could also see the issue. Apparently it was just a very small ruptured blood vessel but every time it was irritated it would bleed... like crazy!
He stuffed a cotton swab of lidocain up my nose which of course angered the nasal blood vessel god and caused it to bleed. Then he got out silver nitrate and started to cauterize my nose with it. Then after all of this nasal irritation he has nerve enough to tell me, "Do not blow your nose for at least a week or you will dislodge the scab and you'll have to do this all over again." WTF!
After he messed with my nostril, if ever in my life I needed to blow my nose it was then. So of course I went to the bathroom and blew my nose. I didn't bleed so decided I could live with the rest of the irritation in my nose until a week passed.
I will say this, the whole process made my nostril extremely itchy on the inside and I was about to go mad sitting at my desk the rest of that day.
So far it seems to have worked well, I have not had a nose bleed since Thursday. The real test will be when it is healed and I can finally blow my nose again! Muhuwahaha!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Bleeding To Death...To Death I Say!
Well my nose hasn't bled since I was pregnant, in case you're not keeping up that was four months ago. However, since about a month ago my nose has bled 10+ times per week for about ten to fifteen minutes at a whack. Normally, it is after blowing my nose but today out of the clear blue I am talking to a co-worker and my nose starts gushing blood! WTF!
So about three managers asked my if I was okay and everything. One of the managers had asked me if I have seen an Ear Nose and Throat doctor about it. Well of course I haven't even though someone will tell me to go like everytime my nose bleeds at work.
So I decide the random bleeding was the last straw. I finally called and am going to "get my nose fixed" on Thursday! YAY!
I don't know why I haven't gone yet but enough is enough. My nose bleeds at work and I'm certain these people are hoping I don't have AIDS or anything contagious. Maybe I should put a Bio-Hazard warning across my cube!
Wish me luck, I'm a little nervous about the prospect of having my nose cauterized!
So about three managers asked my if I was okay and everything. One of the managers had asked me if I have seen an Ear Nose and Throat doctor about it. Well of course I haven't even though someone will tell me to go like everytime my nose bleeds at work.
So I decide the random bleeding was the last straw. I finally called and am going to "get my nose fixed" on Thursday! YAY!
I don't know why I haven't gone yet but enough is enough. My nose bleeds at work and I'm certain these people are hoping I don't have AIDS or anything contagious. Maybe I should put a Bio-Hazard warning across my cube!
Wish me luck, I'm a little nervous about the prospect of having my nose cauterized!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Nursing No More...
Last week I stopped pumping and nursing altogether. The baby was not wanting to nurse good ever since I went back to work, she seemed to become lazy and only wanted the bottle. Then when I pumped I got the most minuscule amount of milk, I used to get an ounce per boob then it got less and less. It was so low that last week when I would pump I only got about an eighth of an ounce. That's when I knew it was time to call it quits. As a result I have been really sad lately. Like, start crying for no apparent reason sad. I tried to tell Tom how I had been feeling today but he doesn't understand I guess. Gosh, even right now I'm starting to tear up.
I'm assuming that I am going through some hormonal change to add to the guilt of no longer breast feeding. I never thought it would be so hard. Everyone says you have no problem nursing and I think that is a bunch of crap. It rates right up there with having no problem getting pregnant! Ha!
I guess I better hit the hay, I have a long day of work ahead of me.
I'm assuming that I am going through some hormonal change to add to the guilt of no longer breast feeding. I never thought it would be so hard. Everyone says you have no problem nursing and I think that is a bunch of crap. It rates right up there with having no problem getting pregnant! Ha!
I guess I better hit the hay, I have a long day of work ahead of me.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Things have been hectic but in a good way lately, we went on vacation to Missouri for a week, we came home got back into the routine of things and now we are back to home improvements. Our entire heating and cooling system was replaced for the house, woo-hoo! Central air is back! Not that we were dying we did put in two window units in the mean time. I have diligently gotten back to painting wood trim and the wood doors. I have gotten all the trim painted and am feeling very proud of myself. Today I went out and bought all the stuff we need to re-do the powder room. So hopefully my dad and I can start putting that all together. I still have to mud, sand and paint the walls and finish grouting the tiles then we can start installing the vanity, toilet, etc. Fun times!
Work has been awful in my opinion. I had two days last week were I came home crying and/or cried at my desk (silently of course). I'll go into that in length at a later date. However, one good thing did come from last week, I will now be working four-ten hour days and have off one day of the week.
So as you can see there's not too much going on around here.
Work has been awful in my opinion. I had two days last week were I came home crying and/or cried at my desk (silently of course). I'll go into that in length at a later date. However, one good thing did come from last week, I will now be working four-ten hour days and have off one day of the week.
So as you can see there's not too much going on around here.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
What Happened To My BABY?
Hannie is not a baby anymore, well she is, she just doesn't think so.
She wants to be held straight up you can not lay her down and hold her like a baby. She even tries to sit up and suck from the bottle!
She started rolling a few weeks ago and is now a rolly-caterpillar! This morning I went in her room to check on her and she was sleeping on her belly with her face buried in her crib mattress. Visions of suffocation flashed in my head until I touched her and she moved her legs, I think she is trying to give me a heart-attack!
We started giving her cereal in a bottle and we will attempt to feed her with a spoon tonight, this should prove interesting.
I took her bumper off the other day and she repeatedly got her leg stuck in the bars of her crib so I put the bumper back on. We were afraid she would smother on the bumper now that she rolls around like a wild woman but she could smother once she gets her leg caught just as easily in my opinion. So against Tom's wishes I put the bumper back on.
The poor little thing is teething she started that a few weeks ago. It started out not very noticeable but now she is constantly trying to chew something and drooling like crazy so hopefully we will see a tooth soon! I told my niece that baby Hannah was teething and she walked over and practically ripped her mouth off trying to look inside. I told her no, you can't do that, you might hurt her! She replied, Well I want to see it! Touche!
She wants to be held straight up you can not lay her down and hold her like a baby. She even tries to sit up and suck from the bottle!
She started rolling a few weeks ago and is now a rolly-caterpillar! This morning I went in her room to check on her and she was sleeping on her belly with her face buried in her crib mattress. Visions of suffocation flashed in my head until I touched her and she moved her legs, I think she is trying to give me a heart-attack!
We started giving her cereal in a bottle and we will attempt to feed her with a spoon tonight, this should prove interesting.
I took her bumper off the other day and she repeatedly got her leg stuck in the bars of her crib so I put the bumper back on. We were afraid she would smother on the bumper now that she rolls around like a wild woman but she could smother once she gets her leg caught just as easily in my opinion. So against Tom's wishes I put the bumper back on.
The poor little thing is teething she started that a few weeks ago. It started out not very noticeable but now she is constantly trying to chew something and drooling like crazy so hopefully we will see a tooth soon! I told my niece that baby Hannah was teething and she walked over and practically ripped her mouth off trying to look inside. I told her no, you can't do that, you might hurt her! She replied, Well I want to see it! Touche!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The Number One Thing That Everyone Is Asking Me Right Now...
Is your family okay?
Well heck, I hadn't really given it much thought but the flooding in Missouri very well could have affected my family. I don't think it did, haven't heard any reports. But I swear everyday it seems like two or more people are asking me this question. I guess people hear Missouri and automatically think of me? Interesting.
What people don't realize is that Missouri is HUGE compared to the state I live in so people aren't quite used to things happening and it not affecting the entire state.
I suppose I'll here stories of the flood on Saturday when I see everyone, although I don't really think they were affected.
Well heck, I hadn't really given it much thought but the flooding in Missouri very well could have affected my family. I don't think it did, haven't heard any reports. But I swear everyday it seems like two or more people are asking me this question. I guess people hear Missouri and automatically think of me? Interesting.
What people don't realize is that Missouri is HUGE compared to the state I live in so people aren't quite used to things happening and it not affecting the entire state.
I suppose I'll here stories of the flood on Saturday when I see everyone, although I don't really think they were affected.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Being Fat Sucks...
I've discovered that I am extremely upset about being fat. It really has never bothered me until after I had the baby. I don't mean to say that I was ecstatic to be fat before the baby it's just that my fat is somehow different now. I am the absolute heaviest I have ever been in my entire life currently and I am sick of it! None of my clothes fit, I managed to find two pairs of capris out of the 50 bazillion pairs that I own that I could actually squeeze my muffin top bigger stomach into. I am still secretly wearing my maternity pants (this is probably not normal?) to work and the jeans on the weekend. I need help! Not only am I fatter but now I am turning into a fashion disaster.
Tom has lost 100 pounds, yes 100 pounds! Before we were equally fat together and maybe that is why I am now so uncomfortable in my skin anymore.
Yesterday we went to an Orioles game. I am about to take Tom's picture and an older gentleman offers to take the picture for me so we can both be in it. OMG! I looked at the picture afterwards and I look like an elephant. My face is enormous! I mean to tell you huge! That rattled my cage and I kept thinking back to that picture. Then the game ended and we began our trek four blocks back to where the car is parked. I couldn't keep up with Tom at all. My shorts were riding up while I walked, my flip-flops were slipping off my feet and Tom acts like we are in a marathon. He keeps yelling, "Hurry up, you need to keep up, blah, blah, blah!" I tried to explain I couldn't walk as fast as him but he didn't want to hear it, he couldn't understand how my cavs could be hurting already. Please keep in mind that we were walking up hills and everything it's not like it was a flat surface. So about a block from the parking garage my legs felt like one big cramp. I started crying, of course, it was so embarrassing to me that I couldn't keep pace with Tom and that he kept hurrying me along.
It doesn't help either that like every weekend one if not both of my parents will say "You need to follow Tom's lead, look how good he's doing!" As to which I am perfectly aware of what Tom is doing as I used to do the same thing and I am the one who taught him the diet before I became pregnant.
So starting today and am going back into weight loss mode. No more junk of any kind. I am going to start writing down everything I eat and make myself keep count of what I am putting in my mouth. Hopefully this will help my self esteem that has dwindled down into nothing.
Tom has lost 100 pounds, yes 100 pounds! Before we were equally fat together and maybe that is why I am now so uncomfortable in my skin anymore.
Yesterday we went to an Orioles game. I am about to take Tom's picture and an older gentleman offers to take the picture for me so we can both be in it. OMG! I looked at the picture afterwards and I look like an elephant. My face is enormous! I mean to tell you huge! That rattled my cage and I kept thinking back to that picture. Then the game ended and we began our trek four blocks back to where the car is parked. I couldn't keep up with Tom at all. My shorts were riding up while I walked, my flip-flops were slipping off my feet and Tom acts like we are in a marathon. He keeps yelling, "Hurry up, you need to keep up, blah, blah, blah!" I tried to explain I couldn't walk as fast as him but he didn't want to hear it, he couldn't understand how my cavs could be hurting already. Please keep in mind that we were walking up hills and everything it's not like it was a flat surface. So about a block from the parking garage my legs felt like one big cramp. I started crying, of course, it was so embarrassing to me that I couldn't keep pace with Tom and that he kept hurrying me along.
It doesn't help either that like every weekend one if not both of my parents will say "You need to follow Tom's lead, look how good he's doing!" As to which I am perfectly aware of what Tom is doing as I used to do the same thing and I am the one who taught him the diet before I became pregnant.
So starting today and am going back into weight loss mode. No more junk of any kind. I am going to start writing down everything I eat and make myself keep count of what I am putting in my mouth. Hopefully this will help my self esteem that has dwindled down into nothing.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Hot As Blue Blazes!
Our air conditioner broke, that's right, I had central air and it was taken away just like that. So I am sweating to death and praying for some relief. Unfortunately we are in the middle of a heat wave which I am sure will be the first of many this summer, lucky me! We immediately called out our friend to look at the unit since he is in HVAC and of course we need a total and complete new system. Our unit thing in the basement is a "dinosaur" and apparently the unit outside is "the cheapest crap you can buy." It was the only thing we hadn't replaced so I guess we can't be too surprised. Saturday morning I thought it was a blessing the thing did work. It lasted until sometime Sunday morning because the thermostat read 72' when I woke up and checked it. 'Tis my life.
So thank you money pit, thank you for another $3,000-$5,000 that I need to fix the air.
So thank you money pit, thank you for another $3,000-$5,000 that I need to fix the air.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Blog Stalkers...
Come out, come out wherever you are!
You know who you are lurking in the shadows, afraid to comment. Or maybe you think you have somehow out-witted me and I don't have any idea your checking up on me. I know who you are, oh yes I know you're there.
So lets have it lurkers... Show your cards, I already know your there, just make your presence known.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
23 Days 'Til Vacation And Counting...
I know I just got back to work but, all I can think of is how vacation is right around the corner! Tom bought us tickets for the Cardinals game and I am stoked! Last time we went to the game it was a ton of fun, except for the part when I slipped on water after the game and was almost trampled to death by the other fans leaving the stadium while my husband kept walking without realizing I fell, but I digress.
I think we might go to Branson this year which will be awesome, hopefully we will be able to catch a show or two.
Work has been a smidge interesting lately, my boss pulled me aside and asked me to be the back-up for the girl that is in charge of our team. I thought that was quite exciting and of course as I predicted my first day as "boss" the complainers took me aside and bitched for 45 minutes about the girl in charge of us. Then when I told them what work we were going to be doing differently for the week, the one told me that she is not going to do it, "that is her work!" So I explained that while she is on vacation it is "our work." What a biznatch. I don't need aggravation at 7:30 in the morning, can't people just do as they're told? Apparently not.
I kind of like being "boss." I think I clearly need to be a manager, it is much funner giving orders instead of taking them! :wink:
I think we might go to Branson this year which will be awesome, hopefully we will be able to catch a show or two.
Work has been a smidge interesting lately, my boss pulled me aside and asked me to be the back-up for the girl that is in charge of our team. I thought that was quite exciting and of course as I predicted my first day as "boss" the complainers took me aside and bitched for 45 minutes about the girl in charge of us. Then when I told them what work we were going to be doing differently for the week, the one told me that she is not going to do it, "that is her work!" So I explained that while she is on vacation it is "our work." What a biznatch. I don't need aggravation at 7:30 in the morning, can't people just do as they're told? Apparently not.
I kind of like being "boss." I think I clearly need to be a manager, it is much funner giving orders instead of taking them! :wink:
Monday, June 2, 2008
Ants Part Three
Well the disgusting ants are all gone, thank the Lord! We had the guy come out and spray and he also checked for other pests, of course we had termites. Do you see the shock on my face, I am just so surprised! '
The man sprayed the first time he came out and killed a fair amount of the ants, randomly you would see dead ants all over the floor like they came out of the woodwork to die! It was pretty gross but at least they were dead. Then he made an appointment to come back and treat the termites, it rained the day of our first appointment so he finally was able to come back this past week in between all the rain we've been having. All the termites were treated and he re-sprayed for ants once more. The first time he sprayed we were still in the process of cleaning up the backyard, we have since finished the majority of the work and his re-spray was probably more effective with out all the crap in the back yard. Now there are no ants! I repeat no ants!
It is like night and day, before there were so many ants you could hardly believe your eyes and now there aren't any. I was even working out in the yard yesterday and didn't see a single one! I am very pleased!
I did sign up for the yearly contract and this way they will come out quarterly and re-spray. They will also come out if you have a flare up through out the year if you give them a call. I think it is a pretty good deal all in all and the man seemed very nice and down to earth.
The man told me that the ants are worse this year because we didn't have a real good snow to kill them off. I believe he is correct!
The man sprayed the first time he came out and killed a fair amount of the ants, randomly you would see dead ants all over the floor like they came out of the woodwork to die! It was pretty gross but at least they were dead. Then he made an appointment to come back and treat the termites, it rained the day of our first appointment so he finally was able to come back this past week in between all the rain we've been having. All the termites were treated and he re-sprayed for ants once more. The first time he sprayed we were still in the process of cleaning up the backyard, we have since finished the majority of the work and his re-spray was probably more effective with out all the crap in the back yard. Now there are no ants! I repeat no ants!
It is like night and day, before there were so many ants you could hardly believe your eyes and now there aren't any. I was even working out in the yard yesterday and didn't see a single one! I am very pleased!
I did sign up for the yearly contract and this way they will come out quarterly and re-spray. They will also come out if you have a flare up through out the year if you give them a call. I think it is a pretty good deal all in all and the man seemed very nice and down to earth.
The man told me that the ants are worse this year because we didn't have a real good snow to kill them off. I believe he is correct!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
La-Te-Da
Surprisingly returning to work has not been so bad, the few days before I returned I would occasionally cry and proclaim to Tom that I don't want to go to work!
I have since gotten over that, Tom was right I have to work so I need to make the best of it and try to get the day to pass fast so I can come home to them. It would probably be harder on me if she was in daycare but Tom is watching her so I don't worry quite so much.
We already have a pretty good morning routine going on!
It is amazing what a child does to your brain, I think about her constantly. Lately when people talk to me I don't always pay attention to what there saying because I am so consumed with my own thoughts, it's craziness!
Our Italy vacation is being post-poned until early next May, we want to be able to save a good chunk of money to do everything we want to do and stay longer than a week. To top it off we are going to bring Hannah so that just makes it better! Tom and I really want to do family vacations, when we where growing up my parents took my brother and I on every vacation, it didn't matter if it was the Bahamas or the local beach. I want to be the same way with my child(ren). This year will be Hannie's first vacation, we are going to head to Missouri for the fourth of July/family reunion. I am super excited! More and more as I get older I realize how much I really, really, really miss my family. Hopefully we will be able to visit Missouri every other year so that she can know her family too.
Yesterday I took the plunge and finally got my hair highlighted after like three years of not doing it! It looks really good, at least that's what everyone tells me.
The Hair:
I have since gotten over that, Tom was right I have to work so I need to make the best of it and try to get the day to pass fast so I can come home to them. It would probably be harder on me if she was in daycare but Tom is watching her so I don't worry quite so much.
We already have a pretty good morning routine going on!
It is amazing what a child does to your brain, I think about her constantly. Lately when people talk to me I don't always pay attention to what there saying because I am so consumed with my own thoughts, it's craziness!
Our Italy vacation is being post-poned until early next May, we want to be able to save a good chunk of money to do everything we want to do and stay longer than a week. To top it off we are going to bring Hannah so that just makes it better! Tom and I really want to do family vacations, when we where growing up my parents took my brother and I on every vacation, it didn't matter if it was the Bahamas or the local beach. I want to be the same way with my child(ren). This year will be Hannie's first vacation, we are going to head to Missouri for the fourth of July/family reunion. I am super excited! More and more as I get older I realize how much I really, really, really miss my family. Hopefully we will be able to visit Missouri every other year so that she can know her family too.
Yesterday I took the plunge and finally got my hair highlighted after like three years of not doing it! It looks really good, at least that's what everyone tells me.
The Hair:
Thursday, May 22, 2008
My 12 Weeks Are Up. Already?
Starting tomorrow I will enter into my last weekend of freedom.
I will then return to the daily grind on Tuesday.
I really, really, really, really don't want to go back to work.
I don't want to leave Hannah for nine hours a day.
I don't want to sit at a desk all day when I could be home with my family.
Why wasn't I born rich?
I will then return to the daily grind on Tuesday.
I really, really, really, really don't want to go back to work.
I don't want to leave Hannah for nine hours a day.
I don't want to sit at a desk all day when I could be home with my family.
Why wasn't I born rich?
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Bling Bling Baby!
We had decided long ago that we would get Hannie's ears pierced.
Today was the big day, poor little baby had no idea what was about to happen to her and then bam the first ear. Followed by baby pain tears, the worst tears ever! Then bam the other ear, she continued crying.
I can't help but imagine she was cussing us and wondering what the hell is wrong with her parents! Much to my surprise she stopped crying after one minute. I guess she realized it wasn't that bad after all.
Here is our unsuccessful attempts at a picture:
Today was the big day, poor little baby had no idea what was about to happen to her and then bam the first ear. Followed by baby pain tears, the worst tears ever! Then bam the other ear, she continued crying.
I can't help but imagine she was cussing us and wondering what the hell is wrong with her parents! Much to my surprise she stopped crying after one minute. I guess she realized it wasn't that bad after all.
Here is our unsuccessful attempts at a picture:
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Ants Part Two
Can you believe those buggers are still alive! Some of them died so I am going to assume that I saw new ants that made there way into the house. Of course the ants are worse in Hannah's room, WTF! I noticed it looked like they were coming through the tiny crevice in her windowsill. So left with no other options I called the exterminator to come out today. Hopefully this will do the trick, I can't have ants in my babies room and right now that is the only place they are!
Yesterday as I was talking to the exterminator he says, "Talk it over with your husband and see what option you want to do, the one time application or the year contract." I wanted to saying something witty and humorous but bit my tongue. I like how he just assumed that I was married and furthermore that I couldn't make a decision without my husband. Of course when I did talk to Tom I got his usual..."What ever you want to do is fine." I am still in debate, I want to do the year long contract but I don't want to spend the money. But, I could very well need the contract all year since the ants were allowed to get this bad by the previous owners of the house.
I don't know how in God's name the people before us could live with bugs in there house, disgusting. When we first started renovating the house there were roaches, mice and ants. The only thing still holding strong are the ants. I think I would shit a brick if I saw a roach climbing up a wall. I am not afraid of bugs by any means but I also don't want them crawling around on myself or my belongings.
After all this I hope to God I don't see another ant the rest of the year. In case anyone else is going through this the exterminator told me that the ants are extremely bad this year. There may not be hope for any of us!
Yesterday as I was talking to the exterminator he says, "Talk it over with your husband and see what option you want to do, the one time application or the year contract." I wanted to saying something witty and humorous but bit my tongue. I like how he just assumed that I was married and furthermore that I couldn't make a decision without my husband. Of course when I did talk to Tom I got his usual..."What ever you want to do is fine." I am still in debate, I want to do the year long contract but I don't want to spend the money. But, I could very well need the contract all year since the ants were allowed to get this bad by the previous owners of the house.
I don't know how in God's name the people before us could live with bugs in there house, disgusting. When we first started renovating the house there were roaches, mice and ants. The only thing still holding strong are the ants. I think I would shit a brick if I saw a roach climbing up a wall. I am not afraid of bugs by any means but I also don't want them crawling around on myself or my belongings.
After all this I hope to God I don't see another ant the rest of the year. In case anyone else is going through this the exterminator told me that the ants are extremely bad this year. There may not be hope for any of us!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Ants, Ants Everywhere
Literally, they are everywhere!
Last night around midnight I was painting the kitchen and called my mom on her way from work to look at it because I didn't like the color (she agreed). As we are looking at that the baby wakes up and wants fed. I go in her room, change her, etc. As I am walking out of her room I glanced at the ceiling, dear Lord, there was ants all over the ceiling! Then I noticed they were in all the rooms, on all the ceilings and a few on the walls. So I packed us up and went to Mom's house. Of course I then had the heebes and could just feel ants crawling all over me. Disgusting!
So, today I went out and got a bajillion ant killing products to use indoors and outdoors. I also bombed the house with those fogging cans just to ensure that no ant is left behind! The ants weren't like these before, I had seen them outside but never crawling around inside! Uhhh, I have the heebes just thinking about it.
Tonight we will sleep over my parent's house again and tomorrow I will go and see how the ants faired...hopefully they will all be dead and I can begin clean up. Yuck!
Last night around midnight I was painting the kitchen and called my mom on her way from work to look at it because I didn't like the color (she agreed). As we are looking at that the baby wakes up and wants fed. I go in her room, change her, etc. As I am walking out of her room I glanced at the ceiling, dear Lord, there was ants all over the ceiling! Then I noticed they were in all the rooms, on all the ceilings and a few on the walls. So I packed us up and went to Mom's house. Of course I then had the heebes and could just feel ants crawling all over me. Disgusting!
So, today I went out and got a bajillion ant killing products to use indoors and outdoors. I also bombed the house with those fogging cans just to ensure that no ant is left behind! The ants weren't like these before, I had seen them outside but never crawling around inside! Uhhh, I have the heebes just thinking about it.
Tonight we will sleep over my parent's house again and tomorrow I will go and see how the ants faired...hopefully they will all be dead and I can begin clean up. Yuck!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
And Then I Cut My Foot Off...
My stinkin' ankle has been hurting for about a week now and I am pretty much over it. It hurts so bad that I don't even want to walk on it. If I go anywhere and walk for a significant amount of time it is equivalent to torture. It is the strangest thing, I fell asleep last weekend waiting for L and A to come over so that we could go run errands and grab lunch. For some reason when I woke up it started to hurt, I assumed I slept in a weird position on the couch and hurt it. But then the pain hasn't gone away. It is getting worse and has actually become swollen.
I think I just might go to the doctor and have them look at it. Surely my ankle wouldn't swell and hurt for no reason, right? All I know is "walking it off" isn't working!
I think I just might go to the doctor and have them look at it. Surely my ankle wouldn't swell and hurt for no reason, right? All I know is "walking it off" isn't working!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
My How Time Flies!
I finally have internet again, thank the Lord!
We are all moved in and everything has been unpacked, we are still working on the lower part of the house but that should be done soon too!
Poor little Hannah got her two months shots today! They made her drink the rotovirus vaccine and then proceeded to inject two shots in one leg and one shot in the other. As you can imagine she is not a happy camper. Can you believe she is already two months old and weighs 9lbs 4ozs, she is still tiny but you can tell she is getting bigger.
When we first saw the house we moved to I thought to myself, when the weather gets warmer I am going to rip that pound out of the backyard. The pond was destroyed and rather disgusting to look at so it seemed a no brainer to just get rid of it. However, recently I have discovered that we inherited some new "pets" two frogs were hibernating in this pond and have now decided to make an appearance. They are quite large, I would say 6-7 inches long. So the pond is staying and I will now be cleaning it up and adding landscaping. Just what I always wanted, a pond to tend to!
The Pond:
Tom and I just might be making it to Italy this year after all! Several months ago I had briefly mentioned that Tom and I wanted to go to Italy when our ten year anniversary came around. That would be this September. So then I got to talking with my best friend and she is now going to go to Italy...hmm, I think this just might be fate! So thank you federal government for sending me money to help boost the economy and thank you Lowes for charging me less than what was budgeted for carpet. That with what is already in savings is just screaming Italy!
Our newly remodeled kitchen:
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Oh How I Miss You Sweet Computer...
I'm am at my Mom's house blogging, how pathetic am I.
I have had such good blog material all week and now I can't really remember any of it.
We are hoping to finish up the house this week and are going to officially move into the new house on the 26th! YAY! I feel like I am going out of my mind busy lately.
I have had such good blog material all week and now I can't really remember any of it.
We are hoping to finish up the house this week and are going to officially move into the new house on the 26th! YAY! I feel like I am going out of my mind busy lately.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
House On The Market.
We met with the Realtor today and put the house on the market. I think it will officially be listed as of Tuesday.
Let the stress begin.
She likes how I decorate and said that we have beautiful furniture and she would like for us to keep the furniture in the house while it is being showed. That is all well and good but, what are we to do for furniture when we move next week? She even wanted us to leave our big screen TV so that potential buyers could see the potential for them to have a big screen in a small house. I don't know about this whole staging business. I would just like to pack everything up and leave the house empty.
I am too OCD to live out of boxes and be so disjointed, with half my belongings in one place and half in the other.
So if I don't blog for over a week it's because she wants us to get rid of our computer/desk, which we already planned on doing just not so soon. I will feel a bit crippled without the computer to occupy my (very limited) free time. Sniffle-sniffle.
Let's just pray it sells in a day! :lol:
Let the stress begin.
She likes how I decorate and said that we have beautiful furniture and she would like for us to keep the furniture in the house while it is being showed. That is all well and good but, what are we to do for furniture when we move next week? She even wanted us to leave our big screen TV so that potential buyers could see the potential for them to have a big screen in a small house. I don't know about this whole staging business. I would just like to pack everything up and leave the house empty.
I am too OCD to live out of boxes and be so disjointed, with half my belongings in one place and half in the other.
So if I don't blog for over a week it's because she wants us to get rid of our computer/desk, which we already planned on doing just not so soon. I will feel a bit crippled without the computer to occupy my (very limited) free time. Sniffle-sniffle.
Let's just pray it sells in a day! :lol:
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Nick Names
We all have them right?
Mine is Heddy. Bestowed upon me by my Grandfather and is now used by friends and co-workers alike. My oldest niece is called Gibby, not sure why, it sounds nothing like her name but my Dad started it and it stuck. I call my younger niece Jordy, but that is just like shortening her name up.
It doesn't take long for these nick names to start. Hannah has been dubbed "Itty Bitty" even my youngest niece is calling her that! My mom started that one and I think it will stick. I won't be surprised if it gets shortened though to either itty or bitty.
Does anyone else have nick names? If so what are they and who started them?
Mine is Heddy. Bestowed upon me by my Grandfather and is now used by friends and co-workers alike. My oldest niece is called Gibby, not sure why, it sounds nothing like her name but my Dad started it and it stuck. I call my younger niece Jordy, but that is just like shortening her name up.
It doesn't take long for these nick names to start. Hannah has been dubbed "Itty Bitty" even my youngest niece is calling her that! My mom started that one and I think it will stick. I won't be surprised if it gets shortened though to either itty or bitty.
Does anyone else have nick names? If so what are they and who started them?
Sunday, April 6, 2008
"Let's Get A Little Mud On The Tires..."
While I love that Brad Paisley song, my Sunday morning was not quite like the song.
This morning at 7:00am while Tom should already be home from work, the phone rings, then it rings again. I knew on the second ring that this could not be good...
I answer,
Tom says: Can you call AAA. The car spun out and did 360's in the field and then slid to a stop. Now it's stuck in the mud.
While I wanted to scream I resisted.
Of course neither of us could remember the name of that road we always just say the road where the cows are. So I decided to get the baby up (she was sleeping) I got her in the car seat, threw a bra and some shoes on and headed out the door.
Crap it's raining!
We get to the car and head on over to the farm road so I can figure out the name of the street and get the car out of the damn mud. Tom gets in the car and I call AAA. Of course I am dumb and didn't realize that I needed to be the one driving or they wouldn't cover the tow under my policy. I hung up the phone on the lady and called my Dad. Dad drives down and we all stare at the car which is throughly dug into the ground. Finally I couldn't take the cold windy rain and I got back in the car. I look over a little later and my poor dad is trying to push the car out while Tom throws it in drive and reverse off and on. I get out of the car to help Dad push. That was my first mistake!
My pant leg, sleeve, shoe, foot are completely covered in mud! Now I am super dirty and have to get back into my mother's brand new van! Ah! I stripped my hoodie off and found a blanket to sit on.
The car is not budging, I call AAA again and start fresh. The lady says: I see you called earlier for your husband, are you with the car now? YES! Dodged that bullet, thank the Lord she didn't charge me extra for not being the driver! The sent the tow dude out. Boy was he redneck. He calls my phone and when I answer he says: Are you farmer in the dell? What? Are you farmer in the dell? Well we are stuck in the farmers field.
If that was his attempt at humor, I am not amused.
So we get my poor car out eventually with the tow truck and head home. By this point the baby is beginning to cry and I am freezing and mud covered.
It was so not a fun morning. But at least Tom is okay and my payment-free car was not injured.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Friday, April 4, 2008
Pump It Up
Well breastpumping is a rewarding challenge. It allows me the freedom to go without the baby when necessary but damn is it hard to get a good amount of milk stored. When I pump I get an ounce out of one side right off the bat. The other side however, does not let out any milk. I don't know if it is something that I am doing but it doesn't appear to be letting out any milk. So I basically will get an ounce every time I pump. Not sure if that is a good amount but I am hoping that with time it will produce more and maybe the one boob will cooperate and put out some milk.
I am really quite mind boggled as to why my one boob will not cooperate I do everything the same as I did on the other side, I have even tried a few different things but nothing happens.
Clearly I am going to need some sort of assistance from my mother in this matter. Or at least she can see that I am not crazy if it doesn't work while she is around!
My Grandmother who is clearly off her rocker came up with this lovely-ness this week while talking to my mom: "I just don't know about this breastfeeding, I could never do it with yuns." (Referring to my mom, aunt and uncle.) Then are you ready for this? "It must be because you and Heather have big nipples."
Excuse ME!?
When my mom told me this I was really quite shocked, then I wonder how she would ever possibly know what my nipple looked like. Then I laughed, because she is old and senile. God bless her but she is coming up with the craziest things lately. Grandma would really be a post all to herself, because ever since Grandpa died so has her mind and at times it is extremely frustrating to deal with her.
If anyone has any pumping tips please feel free to leave them.
I am really quite mind boggled as to why my one boob will not cooperate I do everything the same as I did on the other side, I have even tried a few different things but nothing happens.
Clearly I am going to need some sort of assistance from my mother in this matter. Or at least she can see that I am not crazy if it doesn't work while she is around!
My Grandmother who is clearly off her rocker came up with this lovely-ness this week while talking to my mom: "I just don't know about this breastfeeding, I could never do it with yuns." (Referring to my mom, aunt and uncle.) Then are you ready for this? "It must be because you and Heather have big nipples."
Excuse ME!?
When my mom told me this I was really quite shocked, then I wonder how she would ever possibly know what my nipple looked like. Then I laughed, because she is old and senile. God bless her but she is coming up with the craziest things lately. Grandma would really be a post all to herself, because ever since Grandpa died so has her mind and at times it is extremely frustrating to deal with her.
If anyone has any pumping tips please feel free to leave them.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Birth Control.
It really doesn't even belong in my vocabulary.
I decided long ago that birth control was the devil and screwed my body up. No doctor has ever given me reason to think this but I do. I haven't been on birth control now for five years. (Wow as a side note, I never stopped to realize I haven't taken birth control for five years, that is a long time!) I stopped taking it a year before I got married, the year I found out I had PCOS. Taking birth control after learning I had PCOS seemed pointless to me so I just stopped taking it.
But, since I did somehow manage by the grace of God to get knocked up without the use of fertility drugs, I better do something to prevent a possible second pregnancy right away.
With that being said I resigned myself to the fact that *gasp*condoms would need to be used. Gross. I've never been a big fan of condoms and after talking it over with a girlfriend she agreed that she also hated them, which oddly enough made me feel a lot better. So I drug myself to the drug store, baby in tow, and headed towards the condom aisle. For a second I felt like a high school-er sneaking off to buy condoms. I probably stood there a good fifteen minutes staring at all the different varieties. It was a tad overwhelming. I finally made my selection and sat theevil condoms in the cart, next to Hannah. I laughed at the irony of that situation, me with a baby and who'd have thunk I now have to use condoms (you know, just in case. HA!).
I guess it is better to be safe than sorry, I am all for having more kids but I would just like to wait until Hannah is bigger, like two years old bigger. Maybe God will bless us with more children, maybe He won't. But I don't want to be that person, you know the one that gets pregnant as soon as she has her baby. That my friends would be so not cool!
I decided long ago that birth control was the devil and screwed my body up. No doctor has ever given me reason to think this but I do. I haven't been on birth control now for five years. (Wow as a side note, I never stopped to realize I haven't taken birth control for five years, that is a long time!) I stopped taking it a year before I got married, the year I found out I had PCOS. Taking birth control after learning I had PCOS seemed pointless to me so I just stopped taking it.
But, since I did somehow manage by the grace of God to get knocked up without the use of fertility drugs, I better do something to prevent a possible second pregnancy right away.
With that being said I resigned myself to the fact that *gasp*condoms would need to be used. Gross. I've never been a big fan of condoms and after talking it over with a girlfriend she agreed that she also hated them, which oddly enough made me feel a lot better. So I drug myself to the drug store, baby in tow, and headed towards the condom aisle. For a second I felt like a high school-er sneaking off to buy condoms. I probably stood there a good fifteen minutes staring at all the different varieties. It was a tad overwhelming. I finally made my selection and sat the
I guess it is better to be safe than sorry, I am all for having more kids but I would just like to wait until Hannah is bigger, like two years old bigger. Maybe God will bless us with more children, maybe He won't. But I don't want to be that person, you know the one that gets pregnant as soon as she has her baby. That my friends would be so not cool!
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Comings and Goings
Life is getting ready to be even more busy.
We are going to put our house on the market this week. Monday I plan on calling my realtor and get this ball rolling.
The "new house" is pretty much done, the entry and the family room are the last two rooms that need completed and then we will be all set to move in. So needless to say I will also start packing things this week.
I really feel like I have no time to do anything, the baby still likes to eat every two hours. So that only leaves about an hour/hour and a half to do anything before it is time to feed her once again. As I am typing it is coming up on time to feed her once again.
Well I better go do something before I run out of time.
We are going to put our house on the market this week. Monday I plan on calling my realtor and get this ball rolling.
The "new house" is pretty much done, the entry and the family room are the last two rooms that need completed and then we will be all set to move in. So needless to say I will also start packing things this week.
I really feel like I have no time to do anything, the baby still likes to eat every two hours. So that only leaves about an hour/hour and a half to do anything before it is time to feed her once again. As I am typing it is coming up on time to feed her once again.
Well I better go do something before I run out of time.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
An Easter Miracle!?!
Could it be that my sweet little baby girl slept through the night? Oh yes, she really did!
I have discovered that she does not like silence. So I left the TV on and she slept right through only waking to eat (which is every two hours). I am feeling very well rested today needless to say. My MIL bought her a "womb bear" that I put in the nursery at the new house so I am going to go and get that and bring it to the old house and see if she likes that just as much as the TV. Hopefully she will like the bear and I can turn the TV off at night, I don't normally sleep with a light or TV on so I don't want her to get into the habit of having it on. Wish me luck!
I have discovered that she does not like silence. So I left the TV on and she slept right through only waking to eat (which is every two hours). I am feeling very well rested today needless to say. My MIL bought her a "womb bear" that I put in the nursery at the new house so I am going to go and get that and bring it to the old house and see if she likes that just as much as the TV. Hopefully she will like the bear and I can turn the TV off at night, I don't normally sleep with a light or TV on so I don't want her to get into the habit of having it on. Wish me luck!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Must Not Fall Asleep
The baby has no clue what night and day is, for the most part she sleeps all the time. However, since Tom has returned to work on Monday she likes to stay awake, all night. Now anyone that knows me knows that Heather with no sleep is not a good combination.
She literally did not sleep a wink all night, I think she had a sensor installed on me. As soon as I had her quieted down and what appeared to be sleeping, I would put her in her bassinet and climb into my bed. At exactly fifteen minutes into me laying in my bed she would start to whimper which then turned into crying, all night. I was really ready to shoot myself when 5:00 rolled around and she still had not gone to sleep for any real amount of time.
I know this is all normal baby stuff but it is going to take me a little bit longer to adjust. I took a fairly long nap today so hopefully if she wants to fuss all night I won't have a nervous breakdown.
She went to the doctor's today and gained a little bit more weight, she is at 5.12. Not quite birth weight but getting there.
She literally did not sleep a wink all night, I think she had a sensor installed on me. As soon as I had her quieted down and what appeared to be sleeping, I would put her in her bassinet and climb into my bed. At exactly fifteen minutes into me laying in my bed she would start to whimper which then turned into crying, all night. I was really ready to shoot myself when 5:00 rolled around and she still had not gone to sleep for any real amount of time.
I know this is all normal baby stuff but it is going to take me a little bit longer to adjust. I took a fairly long nap today so hopefully if she wants to fuss all night I won't have a nervous breakdown.
She went to the doctor's today and gained a little bit more weight, she is at 5.12. Not quite birth weight but getting there.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
One Week Old
The baby and I are doing very well. We lucked out and got an excellent baby! She only cries when something is the matter and she does very well nursing. She has been out of the house a few times and has done really well...she sleeps right through it. Today we had our first luncheon and it was with her Mammie and her oldest cousin. It was cute, this was the first day my niece met her and she was very good with her, she kept saying how cute and pretty she was. My niece asked if I was going to have another baby soon...hahaha! Not. That will be a couple of years down the road!
The baby has a touch of jaundice that is going away, she lost a little bit of weight since my milk took five days to come in. Now that the milk is here she is doing really good and is starting to gain some of her weight back. She weighed 5.3 on Monday and today she weighs 5.5. They would still like to see her at her birth-weight (5.15) but the doctor thinks she is doing just fine.
Here is a pic from today at the Olive Garden:
The baby has a touch of jaundice that is going away, she lost a little bit of weight since my milk took five days to come in. Now that the milk is here she is doing really good and is starting to gain some of her weight back. She weighed 5.3 on Monday and today she weighs 5.5. They would still like to see her at her birth-weight (5.15) but the doctor thinks she is doing just fine.
Here is a pic from today at the Olive Garden:
Saturday, March 8, 2008
The Baby!
The childbirth process was definitely an experience. I think everything that could possibly go wrong (for me not the baby) did. The baby was completely fine during labor and never showed any signs of stress so that was great!The long of it...
As most of you know, I went to the hospital Tuesday night at 9:00pm to begin the induction process. After we got to the hospital and got settled a doctor and a student came in around 11:30pm. They came to start my foley bulb induction and get me to dilate. Well while they were doing that they "accidentally" broke my water. From then on I was confined to bed so that I did not develop an infection and so that the cord didn't pre-lapse. This is when I knew things would not end well. The foley bulb did its job and I was dilated 3cm by 3:30am. Before the foley bulb was taken out I was having some serious contractions that came about every two minutes. After the bulb came out I was having next to no contractions. Around 6:00am they started the potocin and the contractions started again. All seemed fine, I decided I will go ahead and get my epidural and they did that around 1:00pm. They did it wrong the first time and I thought I was paralyzed it was the most excruciating spine pain I have ever felt in my life. They re-positioned the epidural slightly and it started to numb the right side only. I felt that I could wait while they were tending to the other woman that needed an epidural so I waited until they could fix the epidural and numb both sides of me. I was having pretty strong contractions all this time (which I could completely feel on my left side) but I wasn't progressing beyond that. I was pretty much stuck around 4-5 cm depending on who did the exam. Finally around 5:00pm the anesthesiologist came in to re-do my epidural. This time everything went fine, it didn't hurt and my legs and everything instantly went warm and tingly. Unfortunately I would not move past 4-5 cm and I knew that I would have to get a c-section, time was running out since my water had been broke since 11:30pm. Sure enough, I was talking to my mom and I started crying saying that I don't want a c-section and I just know they are going to give me one. The nurse came in not five minutes later and told me she talked to my doctor and they are going to go ahead and do a c-section. Tom wasn't there at the time, him and his mom had just went to dinner. So my mom called Tom, they got me prepped and Tom came back from dinner and we went and had a c-section.
After the c-section, the doctor told me that the baby had her head in the wrong position and that is why my labor wasn't progressing normally, her head was a little smooshed on one side where it was being pushed into the wrong direction. (the smooshed side has since gone away)
The baby was born at 9:07pm and weighed 5lbs 15oz and is 20 inches long. She has brown hair but I am suspicious that it will lighten up some. Her eyes are a green/gray/blue combination so who knows how that will turn out!
Thank you everyone for all your kind thoughts and prayers! We are both doing very well!
Here is an eyewitness accountfor anyone that has not read her blog already. I think I will go take a nap...I am super tired!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Holy Jesus!
I literally feel like I am having a stroke! (and I haven't even gone into labor yet) Is it normal to feel so terrified? I am officially freaking out and I am quite certain Tom thinks I have lost my mind. Just two more hours of waiting until we go to the hospital...
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Her Last Ultrasound...
Our little baby girl weighs 7lbs 2oz as of Thursday. This was our last ultrasound appointment, it seems so strange that I'll actually be able to see her and hold her in my arms come next week...
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
The Beginning of the Next Three Months
Today was my official last day at work! Wa-hoo!
I took four vacation days prior to the induction because I wanted to. I don't really have anything to do that I can think of. I might just straighten the house up a bit, hang out at the mall and finish up doctor's appointments. Good times! Once I have the baby I will be put on maternity leave and I don't have to go back to work for three months (12 weeks)! So far it seems strange. I have worked there for five years and have never been on a leave of absence or anything over two weeks at one time...This may take some getting used to.
I was actually a little sad when I left! As unbelievable as I thought that would be...I even got a little weepy in the car. The same thing happened last Friday when I went to the Diabetes doctor. When I left I had this overwhelming feeling of sadness...I guess it's that whole things coming to an end. I'm feeling much better (for) now.
Tomorrow will be my last ultrasound/bio-physical and we will find out how big the baby is! I made a bet with Tom that she will be 7.2 and of course he tried to price's-right me and make his bid at 7.4. He's a sneaky one. I'll probably be closer because the OB said she is about 7lbs. There probably won't be a good pic of her tomorrow. Now that her bones are hardening it creates dark shadows and makes it near impossible to get a clear picture.
I guess I'm done rambling now :wink:
I took four vacation days prior to the induction because I wanted to. I don't really have anything to do that I can think of. I might just straighten the house up a bit, hang out at the mall and finish up doctor's appointments. Good times! Once I have the baby I will be put on maternity leave and I don't have to go back to work for three months (12 weeks)! So far it seems strange. I have worked there for five years and have never been on a leave of absence or anything over two weeks at one time...This may take some getting used to.
I was actually a little sad when I left! As unbelievable as I thought that would be...I even got a little weepy in the car. The same thing happened last Friday when I went to the Diabetes doctor. When I left I had this overwhelming feeling of sadness...I guess it's that whole things coming to an end. I'm feeling much better (for) now.
Tomorrow will be my last ultrasound/bio-physical and we will find out how big the baby is! I made a bet with Tom that she will be 7.2 and of course he tried to price's-right me and make his bid at 7.4. He's a sneaky one. I'll probably be closer because the OB said she is about 7lbs. There probably won't be a good pic of her tomorrow. Now that her bones are hardening it creates dark shadows and makes it near impossible to get a clear picture.
I guess I'm done rambling now :wink:
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Induction Time
I never would have guessed that today I would be told that I will be induced next Wednesday! Can you believe it!
The main reasons she listed for my induction:
1) Diabetes: She doesn't want the baby to be too large, the doctor guessed that she is around seven pounds now.
2) High Blood Pressure: She didn't want me to develop preeclampsia because my blood pressure is creeping up higher and higher at every appointment.
So her solution is to take the baby on the 5th before I develop any major problems. I am not quite sure how I feel, I am excited of course but right now I don't feel scared or nervous. I am sure that will come later!
I'll keep you all posted!
Update:
Now that I can think more clearly...
I am not dilated or anything as of today. However when she did my internal exam she pressed and said there is her head and Holy Jesus was that an experience! Of course today was the first time no one went with me to the OB and it was probably my longest and most detailed appointment. The doctor went over a lot of things such as the induction and everything like that and what I need to do. As soon as she said "I think we will just go ahead and take you on Wednesday." She was so nonchalant, I had to ask "you mean I am going to have the baby next Wednesday?" She said "Yeah, either Wednesday or Thursday." Well from then on I had to really focus to hear anything else she had to say. She said that because of my weight (i.e. I'm a fat girl) that "it is medically proven that heavier women have a harder time pushing the baby out because they are not as strong of pushers." She said with as much insulin as I am on and the baby most likely being seven pounds now that she would prefer to go ahead and take the baby before the baby was bigger (combined with my assumed lack of strength to push). My blood pressure is on the rise as well so she would also like to take the baby for that reason as well. She would prefer for me to deliver before I develop preeclampsia. This way the labor will be easier and less stressful for everyone. I'm cool with her explanation, it seems to be pretty logical to me.
So they will do a foley bulb induction on Tuesday night. Then on Wednesday morning they will start the potocin and I guess you just wait from that point on.
I feel that having a baby is as good an excuse as any to use my vacation days so...Tomorrow will be my last day here at work and I will use my vacation until my maternity leave kicks in the day the baby is born.
The doctor did say that the hospital mandates inductions so it could be possible to have the induction post-poned but I have high hopes it will all work out how it's scheduled as of today.
The main reasons she listed for my induction:
1) Diabetes: She doesn't want the baby to be too large, the doctor guessed that she is around seven pounds now.
2) High Blood Pressure: She didn't want me to develop preeclampsia because my blood pressure is creeping up higher and higher at every appointment.
So her solution is to take the baby on the 5th before I develop any major problems. I am not quite sure how I feel, I am excited of course but right now I don't feel scared or nervous. I am sure that will come later!
I'll keep you all posted!
Update:
Now that I can think more clearly...
I am not dilated or anything as of today. However when she did my internal exam she pressed and said there is her head and Holy Jesus was that an experience! Of course today was the first time no one went with me to the OB and it was probably my longest and most detailed appointment. The doctor went over a lot of things such as the induction and everything like that and what I need to do. As soon as she said "I think we will just go ahead and take you on Wednesday." She was so nonchalant, I had to ask "you mean I am going to have the baby next Wednesday?" She said "Yeah, either Wednesday or Thursday." Well from then on I had to really focus to hear anything else she had to say. She said that because of my weight (i.e. I'm a fat girl) that "it is medically proven that heavier women have a harder time pushing the baby out because they are not as strong of pushers." She said with as much insulin as I am on and the baby most likely being seven pounds now that she would prefer to go ahead and take the baby before the baby was bigger (combined with my assumed lack of strength to push). My blood pressure is on the rise as well so she would also like to take the baby for that reason as well. She would prefer for me to deliver before I develop preeclampsia. This way the labor will be easier and less stressful for everyone. I'm cool with her explanation, it seems to be pretty logical to me.
So they will do a foley bulb induction on Tuesday night. Then on Wednesday morning they will start the potocin and I guess you just wait from that point on.
I feel that having a baby is as good an excuse as any to use my vacation days so...Tomorrow will be my last day here at work and I will use my vacation until my maternity leave kicks in the day the baby is born.
The doctor did say that the hospital mandates inductions so it could be possible to have the induction post-poned but I have high hopes it will all work out how it's scheduled as of today.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Here's To You Bestess...
God is surely trying to keep you and your husband in my thoughts. Every-time I hear this song I think about the both of you. I find it to be too big of a coincidence that out of 900 songs on my iPod it somehow manages to play this song at least once a day.
I knew who he was
When I took his name
But somehow knowin'
Is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger
But he does what he does
He calls it duty
But I call it love
So here I am
While he’s gone
To some foreign land
And I cry
'Cause I’m alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone The yellow ribbon on my neighbor’s gate
Always reminds me that someone’s awake
Just like me
I hear the sirens
And I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun
And his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm
And I cry
'Cause I’m alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up; I can’t take anymore
Sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
Something awakes me from where he should be
I reach for him; the telephone rings
-Reba McEntire & Faith Hill
Sleeping with The Telephone
I knew who he was
When I took his name
But somehow knowin'
Is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger
But he does what he does
He calls it duty
But I call it love
So here I am
While he’s gone
To some foreign land
And I cry
'Cause I’m alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone The yellow ribbon on my neighbor’s gate
Always reminds me that someone’s awake
Just like me
I hear the sirens
And I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun
And his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm
And I cry
'Cause I’m alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up; I can’t take anymore
Sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
Something awakes me from where he should be
I reach for him; the telephone rings
-Reba McEntire & Faith Hill
Sleeping with The Telephone
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Progress!
I've always enjoyed doing the laundry. It is one of those things that always felt rewarding to me. However, I have been doing laundry from 11:30 this morning until about 7:45 at night. I'm a little burnt out. I washed about 80 bajillion items for the baby and one load of regular laundry for Tom and I. Now I will be dragging it all to the new house and putting most of it away over there. I did keep her clothes and a few blankets here, just in case! I also managed to set a few things aside to go the hosptial with us, I just need to run to the store and pick up a few things to go in the bag and that will be done.
Friday, February 22, 2008
MEME You See...
I was tagged by Mark Alan over at Idle Ramblings Of A Slightly Mad Man with a meme that calls for 7 random facts about me. The rules are;# Link to the person who tagged you
# Post the rules on your blog.
# Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
# Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
# Leave a comment on their blogs so that they know they have been tagged.1. When I was in high school I vowed to never have children...I wanted to be the crazy cat lady.
2. I love to garden.
3. I wish I still worked at a flower shop. Although the pay was not great it was a super awesome job and I was damn good at it.
4. I hate cooking, I mean really hate it.
5. I love tubing in a river for a couple of hours, it is probably one of the most relaxing things that I have discovered in life.
6. I collect Disney movies, I don't collect anything else Disney related, just the movies.
7. I still haven't packed my bag to go to the hospital, I know it's pathetic.
So there you have it.
I tag whoever is reading this and would like to participate!
# Post the rules on your blog.
# Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
# Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
# Leave a comment on their blogs so that they know they have been tagged.1. When I was in high school I vowed to never have children...I wanted to be the crazy cat lady.
2. I love to garden.
3. I wish I still worked at a flower shop. Although the pay was not great it was a super awesome job and I was damn good at it.
4. I hate cooking, I mean really hate it.
5. I love tubing in a river for a couple of hours, it is probably one of the most relaxing things that I have discovered in life.
6. I collect Disney movies, I don't collect anything else Disney related, just the movies.
7. I still haven't packed my bag to go to the hospital, I know it's pathetic.
So there you have it.
I tag whoever is reading this and would like to participate!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Look...Over There!-------->
I am OFFICIALLY nine months pregnant!!!
With less than thirty days left I can hardly believe it!
With less than thirty days left I can hardly believe it!
Friday, February 15, 2008
Eureka!
I think I've finally decided what I want to be when I grow up! YAY! I was going to start school back in January 07, but Grandpa died and I headed to Missouri. Then I thought I would start school in the fall of 07 but I got knocked up in the summer of 07. So...when I have the baby and get settled I think I will finally make an attempt at school, again.
This time I am not going to do what I had planned, Agricultural stuff, I think this time I will go for Perinatal Ultrasound Studies. Doesn't that sound like a good job to have! They make decent money and I won't be sitting at a desk all day. Since I've already been on the receiving end of the ultrasound chicks, I've decided I would be a damn good one. I think it is only a diploma (not a degree) which is fine for me because I don't want to spend the next forever in school.
Maybe this fall I'll be back in school? We'll see.
This time I am not going to do what I had planned, Agricultural stuff, I think this time I will go for Perinatal Ultrasound Studies. Doesn't that sound like a good job to have! They make decent money and I won't be sitting at a desk all day. Since I've already been on the receiving end of the ultrasound chicks, I've decided I would be a damn good one. I think it is only a diploma (not a degree) which is fine for me because I don't want to spend the next forever in school.
Maybe this fall I'll be back in school? We'll see.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Really? Nothing?
Went to the OB today...nothing going on there. I am neither effaced nor am I dilated. Really it kind of bummed me out. I had contractions for a good amount of time on Friday night and then again Monday night. I thought for sure that would start this ball rolling but, nothing.
I do have that Group B Strep thing. So when I am admitted to the hospital to give birth they will hook me up to antibiotics. When they did cultures in October I didn't have it but now I tested positive so I got a letter to take with me to the hospital. I am not really concerned about that, a lot of women I know had the same thing when they gave birth.
Tom's favorite thing to ask me lately has become, "Are you going to hurry up and have this baby yet or what?" We are probably the two most impatient people so you can imagine that after eight months of waiting we are ready to see the end result.
Today is the beginning of going to the OB once a week. That really makes it feel like this pregnancy is coming to an end.
Above is a pic of Tom and I that we had taken this past Sunday. It really does little for my self esteem to be photographed next to someone that has lost 80lbs. While my face is getting wider and wider his face has gotten thinner and thinner. But I am still proud of him!
I do have that Group B Strep thing. So when I am admitted to the hospital to give birth they will hook me up to antibiotics. When they did cultures in October I didn't have it but now I tested positive so I got a letter to take with me to the hospital. I am not really concerned about that, a lot of women I know had the same thing when they gave birth.
Tom's favorite thing to ask me lately has become, "Are you going to hurry up and have this baby yet or what?" We are probably the two most impatient people so you can imagine that after eight months of waiting we are ready to see the end result.
Today is the beginning of going to the OB once a week. That really makes it feel like this pregnancy is coming to an end.
Above is a pic of Tom and I that we had taken this past Sunday. It really does little for my self esteem to be photographed next to someone that has lost 80lbs. While my face is getting wider and wider his face has gotten thinner and thinner. But I am still proud of him!
Monday, February 11, 2008
OMG!
I am SO ready to be out on leave of absence. I really just can't stand sitting in a chair for eight hours+ a day! It really is hurting me when I get up after sitting for so long. My hip joints hurt and my keyboard digs into my belly, fun times.
So, I was thinking of asking the OB to put me out when I go tomorrow. I am not sure hip pain and a sore back is much of a cause. I was considering making up a story but I can't do it. Maybe I'll just suffer it out. I am ready to go home! 3:30 can not come fast enough!
Shouldn't it be an unwritten rule that a pregnant person can be put out on leave in there last month? I think it should be!
So, I was thinking of asking the OB to put me out when I go tomorrow. I am not sure hip pain and a sore back is much of a cause. I was considering making up a story but I can't do it. Maybe I'll just suffer it out. I am ready to go home! 3:30 can not come fast enough!
Shouldn't it be an unwritten rule that a pregnant person can be put out on leave in there last month? I think it should be!
Friday, February 8, 2008
Randomness.
- The "new" house is coming along nicely. The bathroom should be done by this weekend and then the whole upstairs will be complete! (aside from the kitchen)
- The kitchen, it's kind of scary right now. It needs gutted and cleaned a little more. Then we need to paint, lay the flooring, put cabinets up, etc. This should be fun :-(
- Tom turned 25 last month and I then immediately called my car insurance company so we could get that sweet savings! We now pay $57 dollars less every month! Wa-hoo!
- Since I was "too tired" to go to breast-feeding class on Wednesday. Thursday I called to re-schedule and get into the next available class. Um...yeah, it's not until March 12th! I will have the baby by then so we'll see how this goes. I should have just gone Wednesday, darn it!
- The baby is doing good, she passed her bio-physical Thursday with an 8 out of 8 score! YAY! She was sleeping and not moving at all so that was concerning the ultrasound chick but she eventually prodded her enough to move around a little.
- Still haven't packed my hospital bag, I know, I'm procrastinating.
- Still haven't packed anything in my house yet so that we can eventually move.
- I am really sleepy and hungry lately, I went to sleep at six last night and didn't make up until this morning, what is up with that?
- I am suspicious the baby has/is dropped/dropping. I feel more pressure where her head is and I have to pee constant.
- I'm off to lunch!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Childbirth Class (Day 5)
Man am I glad this class is over. Not that I didn't like the class I just hate driving all the way to the hospital once a week from where I live.
They basically went over infant care this week and it was stuff I already knew. They also gave out the Certificate of Completion so I guess that makes us certified parents! ;-)
Tonight is the breastfeeding class and then I will hopefully not be going to the hospital again until I am giving birth, woo-hoo!
They basically went over infant care this week and it was stuff I already knew. They also gave out the Certificate of Completion so I guess that makes us certified parents! ;-)
Tonight is the breastfeeding class and then I will hopefully not be going to the hospital again until I am giving birth, woo-hoo!
Monday, February 4, 2008
The Year of The Rat (That's Me)
Today at work they are celebrating the Year of the Rat. I read it and I didn't realize that I am the year of the rat and my child is going to also be a rat. I thought the horoscope was pretty interesting.
Horoscope:
The year of the Rat (1912, 1924, 1936, 1948, 1960, 1972, 1984, 1996, 2008)
The clever rat has made many ambitious plans that will be put into action this year. Good fortune and good times will surround the rat in this year of glory. Easy social grace is a gift of those born in this sign, but trusted close friends and family are the center that the rat needs to secure prosperity. Beware of the battle of earth and water that may confuse the scurrying rat. This beginning of the year will see the rat tempted by many flirtatious relationships. Faithfulness and loyalty are difficult with so many admiring glances. Understand the fear of those you care for as you seem to be drawn to many new relationships. Take steps to avoid damage to your true partners. As the year passes the successful rat will see more serious relationships bear fruit. Although the rat is a water sign, boat cruises are not a good vacation plan. Travel to exotic lands to explore, meet new people and experience adventure may be the perfect honeymoon. With the influence of the earth aspects of this year, promises of commitments become real and those born in this sign may experience the blessings of marriage and of children added to their family. The rat who cannot focus on success will be misled and find much conflict and many uncomfortable scenes caused by staying from a match that will bring good fortune. When prosperity and love come easily they may not be treated with respect. The rat who will succeed is the one who remembers that greed and manipulation may bring quick victories but ultimately strengthen enemies. The cat is ever watchful of the rat who stole its place. Listen to the guidance of ancestors, loved ones and trusted friends. Beware of the flattery of casual admiration to completely fulfill the promise of extreme good fortune that this year holds.
Horoscope:
The year of the Rat (1912, 1924, 1936, 1948, 1960, 1972, 1984, 1996, 2008)
The clever rat has made many ambitious plans that will be put into action this year. Good fortune and good times will surround the rat in this year of glory. Easy social grace is a gift of those born in this sign, but trusted close friends and family are the center that the rat needs to secure prosperity. Beware of the battle of earth and water that may confuse the scurrying rat. This beginning of the year will see the rat tempted by many flirtatious relationships. Faithfulness and loyalty are difficult with so many admiring glances. Understand the fear of those you care for as you seem to be drawn to many new relationships. Take steps to avoid damage to your true partners. As the year passes the successful rat will see more serious relationships bear fruit. Although the rat is a water sign, boat cruises are not a good vacation plan. Travel to exotic lands to explore, meet new people and experience adventure may be the perfect honeymoon. With the influence of the earth aspects of this year, promises of commitments become real and those born in this sign may experience the blessings of marriage and of children added to their family. The rat who cannot focus on success will be misled and find much conflict and many uncomfortable scenes caused by staying from a match that will bring good fortune. When prosperity and love come easily they may not be treated with respect. The rat who will succeed is the one who remembers that greed and manipulation may bring quick victories but ultimately strengthen enemies. The cat is ever watchful of the rat who stole its place. Listen to the guidance of ancestors, loved ones and trusted friends. Beware of the flattery of casual admiration to completely fulfill the promise of extreme good fortune that this year holds.
Childbirth Class (Day 4)
Almost forgot about this day...
Last Tuesday we had our fourth class. It consisted of a tour of Labor and Delivery as well as the area you go after you have the baby. It was nice to be able to see everything and I was surprised to not hear any screaming or anything. I guess I just have an active imagination :wink:
Then after that the teacher told everyone how having a child will put a strain on your relationship and that you need to set aside time once a month to be with one another. Blah, blah, blah. Anyone with an ounce of common sense would realize that you are introducing a new person that needs constant care into your life, of course your marriage won't be the same! It would be ridiculous to think it would be the same as pre-baby marriage.
Then we watched a video on post-partum depression and having the baby blues. I asked Tom what he would do if I had post-partum and he so loving replied, "I'd ship your ass of to your mother's house, I'm not putting up with that shit." And I so loving replied, "Ok, Tom Cruise!"
Last Tuesday we had our fourth class. It consisted of a tour of Labor and Delivery as well as the area you go after you have the baby. It was nice to be able to see everything and I was surprised to not hear any screaming or anything. I guess I just have an active imagination :wink:
Then after that the teacher told everyone how having a child will put a strain on your relationship and that you need to set aside time once a month to be with one another. Blah, blah, blah. Anyone with an ounce of common sense would realize that you are introducing a new person that needs constant care into your life, of course your marriage won't be the same! It would be ridiculous to think it would be the same as pre-baby marriage.
Then we watched a video on post-partum depression and having the baby blues. I asked Tom what he would do if I had post-partum and he so loving replied, "I'd ship your ass of to your mother's house, I'm not putting up with that shit." And I so loving replied, "Ok, Tom Cruise!"
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Me? Procrastinate?
I've never been a procrastinator but somehow I seem to be procrastinating! Even more shocking to me is that is just hit me that I am procrastinating.
Monday the nurse at the OB asked if I had my bag packed for the hospital...um no. She informed my I needed to do that. Then she asked if the babies room is ready...um no. Then I started to explain how we just bought a new house and are in the process of remodeling and I thought her eyes might pop out of her head. Clearly she was wondering if I was on drugs. So I guess I might get around to packing my bag...maybe tomorrow. The babies room is practically done, we just need to install the floor, slap some trim up and but the wall border on. Then after that is done we can put the crib and dresser together, no sweat! That will probably be completed prior to the Superbowl tomorrow so the men folk can go and enjoy the game.
My mom is hilarious, she asked if I started packing up the house yet....hahaha! Not even close. Then when I told her I needed to pack my bag, she said do you even have a bag? And thanks to my lovely and beautiful friend Laura I do have a bag! Approximately two Christmases ago she bought me a Vera Bradley duffel bag so I plan on taking that one with me to the hospital. See I have a slight game plan with all of this, I just need to put it into action! I think I might venture out tomorrow and buy Dreft so I can wash all of the babies stuff and put it away. At least then I can tell people the room is ready when they ask!
Monday the nurse at the OB asked if I had my bag packed for the hospital...um no. She informed my I needed to do that. Then she asked if the babies room is ready...um no. Then I started to explain how we just bought a new house and are in the process of remodeling and I thought her eyes might pop out of her head. Clearly she was wondering if I was on drugs. So I guess I might get around to packing my bag...maybe tomorrow. The babies room is practically done, we just need to install the floor, slap some trim up and but the wall border on. Then after that is done we can put the crib and dresser together, no sweat! That will probably be completed prior to the Superbowl tomorrow so the men folk can go and enjoy the game.
My mom is hilarious, she asked if I started packing up the house yet....hahaha! Not even close. Then when I told her I needed to pack my bag, she said do you even have a bag? And thanks to my lovely and beautiful friend Laura I do have a bag! Approximately two Christmases ago she bought me a Vera Bradley duffel bag so I plan on taking that one with me to the hospital. See I have a slight game plan with all of this, I just need to put it into action! I think I might venture out tomorrow and buy Dreft so I can wash all of the babies stuff and put it away. At least then I can tell people the room is ready when they ask!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Ultrasound Day
What a fucking morning this has been.
It is my first day back after being out sick from work the past two days. Well as you all know Thursday is my weekly ultrasound. So I plan to go to the ultrasound, have a look at the baby and then head back to work.
We start our appointment and everything is going good but the baby was extremely active more so than normal. Then the ultrasound chick checks the babies heart-rate and it is in the low 200's! Well I immediately saw the concern on her face and just that time I hear Tom say, "That is kind of high isn't it?" Apparently I am blind because no where on the screen could I see the heart rate number. I asked what it was and the lady told me it was 198! I can feel the tears welling in my eyes but I tried to keep under control. The lady continues with the rest of the ultrasound and everything looks good...except the heart rate. So she says, "We might need to send you over to the hospital, I am going to go and look for the doctor and if he isn't in yet I will page him." Well all of this is starting to sound extremely urgent to me and as soon as the door closes I started to cry. I compose myself before she returns. She get back and tries to put a fetal monitor around my belly but the baby would not sit still long enough to get a good reading so I ended up being sent over to the office that is at the hospital. She didn't want to send me to triage for fear they would take too long. So Tom drives us over there and I get all strapped in to the fetal monitor and we sit and watch. This child was going from 125 to 180 but eventually calmed down enough that we were allowed to leave.
The doctors didn't offer any reason for this mysterious heart rate craziness. It was all very upsetting. But we are both okay and she is doing well (as long as she doesn't have another baby freak out moment).
Oooh, I almost forgot, she weighs 5lbs 2oz! YAY!
(No pictures today since we had the baby scare)
It is my first day back after being out sick from work the past two days. Well as you all know Thursday is my weekly ultrasound. So I plan to go to the ultrasound, have a look at the baby and then head back to work.
We start our appointment and everything is going good but the baby was extremely active more so than normal. Then the ultrasound chick checks the babies heart-rate and it is in the low 200's! Well I immediately saw the concern on her face and just that time I hear Tom say, "That is kind of high isn't it?" Apparently I am blind because no where on the screen could I see the heart rate number. I asked what it was and the lady told me it was 198! I can feel the tears welling in my eyes but I tried to keep under control. The lady continues with the rest of the ultrasound and everything looks good...except the heart rate. So she says, "We might need to send you over to the hospital, I am going to go and look for the doctor and if he isn't in yet I will page him." Well all of this is starting to sound extremely urgent to me and as soon as the door closes I started to cry. I compose myself before she returns. She get back and tries to put a fetal monitor around my belly but the baby would not sit still long enough to get a good reading so I ended up being sent over to the office that is at the hospital. She didn't want to send me to triage for fear they would take too long. So Tom drives us over there and I get all strapped in to the fetal monitor and we sit and watch. This child was going from 125 to 180 but eventually calmed down enough that we were allowed to leave.
The doctors didn't offer any reason for this mysterious heart rate craziness. It was all very upsetting. But we are both okay and she is doing well (as long as she doesn't have another baby freak out moment).
Oooh, I almost forgot, she weighs 5lbs 2oz! YAY!
(No pictures today since we had the baby scare)
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Life Is Fantastic
I think I have a welcome sign for drama. It is always there like a gloomy sky, you wait for the other shoe to drop and it always does. I guess life is interesting that way, but I don't like drama. I feel you should treat people the way you would like to be treated. So when the drama comes, I ignore it. It's hard to do at times but if you give into it I think it is just feeding the drama creator, I could be wrong but that is how it feels.
I don't let the bullshit that other people stir up hurt my feeling anymore. The playing field has gotten more dangerous but I'm not going to fall into it. I won't feel like a victim.
With that being said I need to get something off my chest. My SIL is a manipulative psycho path that is constantly creating drama in my family. I am getting to the point where I don't want to be around her, I don't want to hear her voice, I don't even want to hear any of the recent problems she is creating. I hate to sound cliche but she is dead to me. For five years now we have put up with her drama. I have many tales about this girl that would shock and disturb you. Her latest events revolve around the fact that I am moving into a new house and she isn't. My parents technically bought the house for me and then when we sell our house we are buying it from my parents. Well this has set her ass on fire even though it is none of her concern. She is always getting money from my parents and I NEVER ask for money from them. That is why they didn't mind putting themselves out there and getting the house for us now. If we would have waited we would have lost it. So she had a fit about that and freaked out and called my parents up cussing and screaming, which is the way she handles things. My brother and her asked for money to send my oldest niece to a private school next year and my parents told them no. Well my SIL of course freaked out! She called my mom and was screaming at her about how she supposedly loves her granddaughter but is denying her a proper education. My SIL seems to forget that my dad just paid for my nieces private school tuition for the current school year and he paid for cheer-leading for my niece and my mom has been paying there 11 credit cards since August. I think that they don't know I know all of this, but my mom and dad tell me everything.
They have been spoon fed for quite some time and although they are older than me you would never know it. They have the financial maturity of 12 year olds. She is jealous of me and always talking about me and I always find out. Her latest spread of venom. My niece comes to me:
Mak: My mommy is mad at you
Me: I'm sure she is (I already knew about the fight with my mom over my house)
Mak: She says that you need to learn to take care of yourself and Mammie needs to take care of mommy and daddy
Me: Oh...
Mak: She also says your fat
Me: I really don't care what your mother says about me Makayla
Mak: *Gasps* We are family Heather, that is not nice to say about family
Me: Do you think it is nice for Mommy to call me names?
Mak: Don't talk about my mother
Me: I'm not, but I don't want to hear reports about what she says about me every weekend. It is not nice to repeat gossip and that is what you are doing. (I am assuming she is overhearing what her mother says to other adults like my brother or her friends)
Mak: My mommy told me to tell you this
(At this point I am ready to cry, I am so shocked that my niece is telling me all of this!)
Mak: She says you aren't going to be able to buy toys for your baby.
This conversation when on for a good five minutes. I believe it ended my my niece kicking me in the leg and telling me not to say mean things about her mother. I never did say anything bad about her mom I just kept telling her I didn't want to hear this. But, can you fucking believe that her mother is telling her to be mean to me?!?! I am still in shock over this. I am sure her mom expected me to hear all of this and then the fireworks would begin. I am not calling her or going to her house to talk to her. She is a narcissist so I have decided it best not to acknowledge the ignorant shit she does.
Oh and her mother stalks my blog, which is why I never get to let this off my chest. But I think I just might start writing about the stories from the past, they are pretty humorous.
I don't let the bullshit that other people stir up hurt my feeling anymore. The playing field has gotten more dangerous but I'm not going to fall into it. I won't feel like a victim.
With that being said I need to get something off my chest. My SIL is a manipulative psycho path that is constantly creating drama in my family. I am getting to the point where I don't want to be around her, I don't want to hear her voice, I don't even want to hear any of the recent problems she is creating. I hate to sound cliche but she is dead to me. For five years now we have put up with her drama. I have many tales about this girl that would shock and disturb you. Her latest events revolve around the fact that I am moving into a new house and she isn't. My parents technically bought the house for me and then when we sell our house we are buying it from my parents. Well this has set her ass on fire even though it is none of her concern. She is always getting money from my parents and I NEVER ask for money from them. That is why they didn't mind putting themselves out there and getting the house for us now. If we would have waited we would have lost it. So she had a fit about that and freaked out and called my parents up cussing and screaming, which is the way she handles things. My brother and her asked for money to send my oldest niece to a private school next year and my parents told them no. Well my SIL of course freaked out! She called my mom and was screaming at her about how she supposedly loves her granddaughter but is denying her a proper education. My SIL seems to forget that my dad just paid for my nieces private school tuition for the current school year and he paid for cheer-leading for my niece and my mom has been paying there 11 credit cards since August. I think that they don't know I know all of this, but my mom and dad tell me everything.
They have been spoon fed for quite some time and although they are older than me you would never know it. They have the financial maturity of 12 year olds. She is jealous of me and always talking about me and I always find out. Her latest spread of venom. My niece comes to me:
Mak: My mommy is mad at you
Me: I'm sure she is (I already knew about the fight with my mom over my house)
Mak: She says that you need to learn to take care of yourself and Mammie needs to take care of mommy and daddy
Me: Oh...
Mak: She also says your fat
Me: I really don't care what your mother says about me Makayla
Mak: *Gasps* We are family Heather, that is not nice to say about family
Me: Do you think it is nice for Mommy to call me names?
Mak: Don't talk about my mother
Me: I'm not, but I don't want to hear reports about what she says about me every weekend. It is not nice to repeat gossip and that is what you are doing. (I am assuming she is overhearing what her mother says to other adults like my brother or her friends)
Mak: My mommy told me to tell you this
(At this point I am ready to cry, I am so shocked that my niece is telling me all of this!)
Mak: She says you aren't going to be able to buy toys for your baby.
This conversation when on for a good five minutes. I believe it ended my my niece kicking me in the leg and telling me not to say mean things about her mother. I never did say anything bad about her mom I just kept telling her I didn't want to hear this. But, can you fucking believe that her mother is telling her to be mean to me?!?! I am still in shock over this. I am sure her mom expected me to hear all of this and then the fireworks would begin. I am not calling her or going to her house to talk to her. She is a narcissist so I have decided it best not to acknowledge the ignorant shit she does.
Oh and her mother stalks my blog, which is why I never get to let this off my chest. But I think I just might start writing about the stories from the past, they are pretty humorous.
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