I hate Walmart, but we really needed groceries and we are really short on money for the next few days so I broke down and went there. Walmart makes me gag, literally. Just when I think that things in the whole gagging/dry heaving/feeling ill part of pregnancy may be over I go to Walmart and discover I am still not over it. I am at 16 weeks, aren't I suppose to be loving food and life, not gagging in the produce section or while trying to put my groceries on the conveyor belt. I don't know why, it sounds really weird, but bagged salad makes me gag and really grosses me out. Salads in general can make me ill, but I can eat a plain green salad which doesn't make to much sense. Okay, must stop typing about salad, I feel the gag reflex going off in the back of my throat. It is so weird!
Even though one of the worst aspects of pregnancy hasn't fully left, the best part has started- MOVEMENT! Every now and then I feel a little thump and it just excites me, I want more, and I laugh because I know in a couple of months I will wish for less movement if this baby will be anything like Lance, but until then I will enjoy every little thump.
Yesterday I made the mistake of requesting Jeff to do five tasks. I made a list for him and explained that it would be nice if he could get them done by the end of the week. Obviously he was insulted by my list and requested that I: clean the kitchen (we had small group Sunday so it was a mess), the dining room, the living room, vacuum the house (difficult because lance hates the vacuum and screams and wants to be held while I vacuum), and put the outside toys on the porch. I was a put out by his requests since they were very labor intensive compared to the tasks I asked of him which were: transfer money to our account, order fridge door handle, order faucet part, install handle, and install faucet. 3 of the 5 of tasks I requested of him didn't involve labor, just his computer and/or telephone. Also, I gave him a week to complete eveything, he gave me a day. Funny thing is, he only completed 2 of the 5 yesterday and the faucet part won't arrive until March 10th so it will be awhile before that task is finished. I made him a list because I am tired of all of the home improvement tasks that have been put off and put off (the fridge door handle has been broken for about 3 years). As time has gone on the list of what needs to be done around here keeps getting longer and longer, so I have decided that I am going to try and nicely give him a week to do 1 or 2 things to make our home nicer and fixed. I get frustrated because there is lots of stuff that needs to be done and I can't do it and instead of getting frustrated I am trying to tackle them one at a time, or should I say have him tackle them one at a time. I hope that this will help with the resentment I sometimes feel because he has limited free time (like all of us) and he chooses to play and do things for himself instead of tasks that would help me or fix our home, not all, but a lot of my free time goes into cleaning and making the house nice. Also so if we ever get to sell our house there won't be so much work to be done beforehand especially with two little ones running around soon.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
if you can't clean up the poo
you shouldn't have a dog.
Yesterday afternoon despite the threat of rain and the cold temperatures we took a walk to get out and get some exercise. I get so frustrated because walking down the street on the sidewalk is like walking through a minefield, a minefield of poo that is. It is obvious the ordinance my oh-so- wonderful city has implemented (note sarcasm) is working effectively (because enforcement is virtually impossible- if you see it happen you report the person's name to the clerk of court- guess how many times you see it and get a chance to ask them who they are!) I think there is more dog poop then before their was an ordinance stating to clean it up, and more on sidewalks and the road. It is bad when your allow your dog to poop in someone else's yard, but when they do it on the sidewalk and you leave it there, that is just wrong and you don't deserve to be a dog owner. The tires on the jogging stroller are nasty because of all the crap we roll through because who wants to stare at the ground the whole time? I noticed Tuesday, that someone had let their dog (a large one I gathered from the pile they left) poop right on the sidewalk right in front of the walkway leading to an older woman's house. It is so bad that last spring someone let their Great Dane poop in our yard and didn't clean up their dog's HUGE pile in our yard (I would have turned them in since we know who they are, but of course we didn't see it happen, but we know it was them because there is only 1 Great Dane in the neighborhood and unless a horse was in our yard the great dane was the culprit). Jeff put a sign in the pile asking for it to be cleaned up, no one of course ever did, but neighbors came by and took pictures, we were a landmark for a few weeks, yes we are that classy.
On to more positive, less complaining topics:
Last night I did something unusual, I stood outside in the freezing cold (I really hate being cold) to watch the lunar eclipse. It was really beautiful. The moon was very red and appeared so much closer then normal. We being the dorks that we are tried to take some pictures, but of course they didn't turn out. It was cloudy all afternoon and evening so I didn't think we would be able to see anything, but it cleared up by 10 so we got to enjoy the night sky. Later, I realized I could see it out my bedroom window, but I am glad I put on shoes and my winter coat and froze for 10 minutes are so, it surprised Jeff, I am usually not up for standing outside for the heck of it after dark.
Also, Lance really loves books and now he will sit through some longer, more enjoyable stories, not just one liner rhyming books. We went to the library yesterday and got some new books. My two new favorites picture books are: How I became a Pirate (the pictures are fun and colorful) and Bats at the Beach (one again, beautiful pictures, this one we got for Christmas and I love it). My new favorite one liner type is How Do Dinosaurs Say Goodnight and The Pigeon Finds a Hot Dog (I just realized both of these books are about teaching manner/behavior, hmmm what does that say about me). It is a lot of fun to actually read a picture book and not just board books or books that repeat the same thing over and over again. It is also fun to get to have some books for the library instead of reading the same ones over and over and over. Lance's current favorites are- The Deep Blue Sea and Ten Little Fish. Lance also loves and Jeff hates- The Little Engine that Could (the original version). Lance loves it so much he carried it around with him some days instead of his blanket.
Yesterday afternoon despite the threat of rain and the cold temperatures we took a walk to get out and get some exercise. I get so frustrated because walking down the street on the sidewalk is like walking through a minefield, a minefield of poo that is. It is obvious the ordinance my oh-so- wonderful city has implemented (note sarcasm) is working effectively (because enforcement is virtually impossible- if you see it happen you report the person's name to the clerk of court- guess how many times you see it and get a chance to ask them who they are!) I think there is more dog poop then before their was an ordinance stating to clean it up, and more on sidewalks and the road. It is bad when your allow your dog to poop in someone else's yard, but when they do it on the sidewalk and you leave it there, that is just wrong and you don't deserve to be a dog owner. The tires on the jogging stroller are nasty because of all the crap we roll through because who wants to stare at the ground the whole time? I noticed Tuesday, that someone had let their dog (a large one I gathered from the pile they left) poop right on the sidewalk right in front of the walkway leading to an older woman's house. It is so bad that last spring someone let their Great Dane poop in our yard and didn't clean up their dog's HUGE pile in our yard (I would have turned them in since we know who they are, but of course we didn't see it happen, but we know it was them because there is only 1 Great Dane in the neighborhood and unless a horse was in our yard the great dane was the culprit). Jeff put a sign in the pile asking for it to be cleaned up, no one of course ever did, but neighbors came by and took pictures, we were a landmark for a few weeks, yes we are that classy.
On to more positive, less complaining topics:
Last night I did something unusual, I stood outside in the freezing cold (I really hate being cold) to watch the lunar eclipse. It was really beautiful. The moon was very red and appeared so much closer then normal. We being the dorks that we are tried to take some pictures, but of course they didn't turn out. It was cloudy all afternoon and evening so I didn't think we would be able to see anything, but it cleared up by 10 so we got to enjoy the night sky. Later, I realized I could see it out my bedroom window, but I am glad I put on shoes and my winter coat and froze for 10 minutes are so, it surprised Jeff, I am usually not up for standing outside for the heck of it after dark.
Also, Lance really loves books and now he will sit through some longer, more enjoyable stories, not just one liner rhyming books. We went to the library yesterday and got some new books. My two new favorites picture books are: How I became a Pirate (the pictures are fun and colorful) and Bats at the Beach (one again, beautiful pictures, this one we got for Christmas and I love it). My new favorite one liner type is How Do Dinosaurs Say Goodnight and The Pigeon Finds a Hot Dog (I just realized both of these books are about teaching manner/behavior, hmmm what does that say about me). It is a lot of fun to actually read a picture book and not just board books or books that repeat the same thing over and over again. It is also fun to get to have some books for the library instead of reading the same ones over and over and over. Lance's current favorites are- The Deep Blue Sea and Ten Little Fish. Lance also loves and Jeff hates- The Little Engine that Could (the original version). Lance loves it so much he carried it around with him some days instead of his blanket.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
how could I forget this!
Mexican food + Jeff + small room waiting for doctor =
embarrassing gagging situation
embarrassing gagging situation
Sunday night, at small group someone brought Taco Soup for dinner. I made a bean dip to go with chips and it was yummy. The result of Jeff consuming a large quantity of beans was me realizing the gagging and dry heaving is not over yet for this pregnancy. It began on the way to the doctor's office when a horrible odor hit me in the car. We tried to roll down the windows, but when it is 30 some degrees outside it makes things just as bad. I gagged a few times in the car and thought I might have to pull over and throw up, but I calmed myself down. We got to the doctor's office and after the typical stats were taken we were shown to a room. We were waiting for the doctor when Jeff tried to pull the privacy curtain to block the foul odor from overtaking the whole room. Unfortunately, he was not successful and I began to gag and dry heave. I ended up walking to the door of the room and tried discreetly to breathe fresh air without making a scene, but I had to get farther away from the odor and stood in the hallway, it was the worst smell ever. I was so embarrassed that I was escaping my husband's gas that I was laughing so hard I was crying. The doctor was in the hallway writing some paperwork and asked if I was okay. I could barely speak due to my hysterical laughing and gagging, but I did manage to tell him to ask Jeff what the problem was. After what seemed like ages I was able to go back into the room and wait for the doctor. It was quite embarrassing and I feel like such a goob, but I couldn't stay in that room with the door closed or what little breakfast I had eaten would be gone and can you imagine how bad it would be if the doctor came in to that horrible smell, I would have never been able to face the doctor again! So after feeling like a complete dork I am kind of glad I don't have to go back for six weeks, but then again, maybe the doctor didn't want to see me for six weeks because I am a complete dork. Next time, I think Jeff will stay at home, or at least if he has eaten any bean products in the last 48 hours.
On a totally different subject.
Lance loves dogs and cats. If he would talk he would probably tell us he would like one as a pet. So what does any loving parent do when their child wants a dog or cat?
Buys them a fish.
A beta to be exact and he loves it! Its name is "what's that" since that is what Lance says a 100 times a day especially when referring to the fish. I am amazed that so far he is still alive, 5 days, I didn't know if he would make it that long. Lance loves to watch him and he has a bad habit of tapping on the side of the bowl which is probably causing long term damage to what's that's nervous system. Also, I was quite impressed that the next day Lance could identify the fish if you asked him. It just blows me away the things he picks up on that I wouldn't think he would, but he does. I hope that what's that will live a long happy life and he will get used to the earthquakes that occur ever few hours due to excited toddler saying hello.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
6 more weeks
until we find out whether we are having a girl baby or a boy baby. Today I had my second doctor visit and we heard the heartbeat- 160, not as fast as lance's 165, but it sure sounded like a fast train. I have gained 4lbs and everything is fine so I don't go back for six weeks. Six weeks sounds so long between visits. So far I feel like I never go to the doctor, but I guess that is good, everything is okay. I know it is just an old wives tale, but I was hoping for a heartbeat that was different then lance's in hopes that it would mean a girl, but I think I could handle a boy, after crying for a few days. I so want to have a girl, the clothes are so darn cute, I could get a new crib sheets in PINK, I could order some cute summer dresses from Boden for her, we could have tea parties, have a kitchen set, and the list could go on, but the number #1 reason jeff would give- so we wouldn't have to do this again (he wants no more babies). I love Lance to death and would never wish him to be a girl, but I would LOVE to have a girl, and if this one was a girl, I wouldn't have to pressure Jeff for #3. We joke about how the sex of this baby will determine how many children we are going to have. I love babies and children, though I don't like the first trimester, and I don't what it is like to have more than 1, I wouldn't mind having 3, well at least some days. There was something else I wanted to write about today, but it has totally disappeared from the brain, oh well, maybe later.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
heart attack, not really
A couple of months ago I took over the bills. I have gotten a little prideful about how I have managed to keep everything on track (also no overdraft fees, we had a couple in the fall) and I haven't missed a bill and as a result, I keep waiting for the fall (pride comes before the fall and all). I thought I had fallen this afternoon. Lance and I went out to lunch with my mom and after putting Lance in bed I was planning on taking a nap and on the way upstairs I grabbed the mail. I don't know why, wait I do, I am quite obsessive and neurotic about the bills lately so I opened them to see how much they were for and was hoping they would be lower then last month (my new obsession, paying down our debt,decrease our spending, and increasing our savings). I was quite groggy and ready to crash when I opened up the gas bill and discovered that the amount due was twice the normal amount! According to the bill we had never paid the bill for February. I was immediately awake, the possibility of taking a nap was gone and I knew that I wasn't going to relax until I figured this out. I knew that I had paid it. I checked our bank account online and saw money had been taken out for the bill (what would i do without online banking and bill payment?) so I went to grab the phone to call the company. I noticed then that the customer service is only Monday through Friday, how ghetto! I kept reading and discovered I could check my bill online so I registered my account and fortunately discovered that they had received my payment and it was all good (the bill was made before the money transfer had gone through). I was so excited (yeah, my life is that pitiful) and I was relieved to know that I hadn't dropped the ball (still prideful). Another bill that came in the mail got me excited, which is quite pathetic really, a statement from the credit agency that is dealing with Lance's hospital bill, we only owe them 84 dollars so it is almost paid off! YEAH! I had hoped to get it paid off before we got pregnant with #2, but that didn't happen. I am quite embarrassed to still be paying off the hospital bill from almost two years ago, but in my defense, they don't send that to you until 3 months after the baby is born, I don't think Jeff arranged a payment plan until 6 months after lance, so we have only been paying on it for a year and a bit, still pathetic I know, but it was quite a large chunk of change (240 dollars for motrin and tylenol, ridiculous!). We were doing really good paying it off until Jeff didn't pay any bills in September and it went to collections, but since I took over bill paying I have made it my goal to get rid of that bill and after the first part of March it will be done!!!! So now we can start saving money for the hospital bill for #2 which I am afraid of, our insurance this time around isn't as nice as it was when I was working, but hopefully it won't be too bad. When I think about finances and future goals, it seems impossible to pay off debt, expand family, pay bills, and save, but hopefully through the Grace of God the impossible will be possible, and I sure need a whole lot of grace to get through this next year financially.
Friday, February 15, 2008
come on spring
Today is sunny and the high is suppose to be around 60 and it makes me so excited for spring. Lance and I played outside this morning and we took a nice walk to enjoy the warm sunshine and temperatures. I am so excited about springtime, I can't wait. Lance and I walked around the yard for a bit and picked up some of the hundreds of sticks that came down last weekend and I noticed that my tulips are starting to poke through the ground, yeah spring is almost here! Also, today is a good day because he is currently napping, yesterday was rough. He finally fell asleep, but was only asleep for 30 minutes and the rest of the night everything would set him off because he was way too overly tired.
Dinner last night was very nice. I made chicken parmesan with spaghetti, a green salad, bread, and mini cream puffs for dessert. I took out the good china and put candles on the table. It looked really nice and everything tasted so good. Lance ate two bites of bread and then declared that he was "all done" so unfortunately he was running around while we were trying to enjoy dinner, but he wasn't too bad, no tantrums or screaming.
Dinner last night was very nice. I made chicken parmesan with spaghetti, a green salad, bread, and mini cream puffs for dessert. I took out the good china and put candles on the table. It looked really nice and everything tasted so good. Lance ate two bites of bread and then declared that he was "all done" so unfortunately he was running around while we were trying to enjoy dinner, but he wasn't too bad, no tantrums or screaming.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
how does lance show me he loves me on V-Day?
He doesn't take a nap so he can spend every waking moment with me. He did play quietly for a few minutes so I could take a microscopic cat nap, and he himself gave me a quick nap, but unfortunately the snooze was in his stroller and was only 20 minutes. Also he was up and awake at 4 this morning. We brought him into bed with us and he kept trying to get out of bed and lead us downstairs. Though he won't vocalize it I assumed he was thirsty and got him something to drink. He sucked down a cup full and then got cozy, Jeff immediately threw him back in his bed and we all slept until 7:40-8 o'clock, late for us Sleeping in how exciting! I also am excited because I was able to go back to sleep shortly after waking up which has been rare lately, if I get up I am usually up for an hour or two. I have been trying to make sure that I some exercise in everyday because I think it helps me to sleep better at night. Yesterday despite the cold, rainy, icky day we went on a walk. I don't think I would have normally made it 2 miles, but I was being one of "those moms" and talked on the cell phone the whole time, but I finished my walk quickly and didn't notice the cold. I am currently waiting for my mom to arrive so I can have her watch lance so I can cook a nice dinner for Jeff. So far Valentine's Day really isn't much, Jeff and I got into a small misunderstanding this morning about personal time- he was ready to leave and I hadn't had a shower yet and I was frustrated because I just wanted to get ready for the day solo, but no such luck, jeff didn't get the pamper your wife because it is Valentine's day memo. Honestly I am not that big of a fan of Valentine's day. I would rather be shown love with flowers, chocolate, cards, etc randomly throughout the year instead of on the day that loved ones aka husbands feel obligated to do something because of the media and I am not a fan of red roses which is the flower of the day. I do enjoying finding the perfect card for my loved ones, but think Valentine's Day is a bit much, to be honest though, I would probably change my mind if I got a really nice piece of jewelry, but since that isn't ever going to happen I will try and settle for my last minute flowers, now if I could just get him to get me flowers more often that would be sweet.
On Monday we made Valentine's Day cupcakes, Lance is crazy about them. Well he thinks he is, but when we actually give him one he takes one lick of the icing and is finished. Here he is trying to take the saran wrap off and get one before dinner:
Check out those tip toes in his new slip ons!
Here is Lance's defensive posture:
If he would talk he would say: "I'm not trying to touch anything I shouldn't be, I would never do something like that!"
The evening he was trying to get into them we offered him one, but he wasn't interested, but last night he was:
P.S. Happy Valentine's Day!
Go figure: Lance was sitting in my lap because he had fallen down and bumped his head, right when I hit "publish post" I noticed that he had fallen asleep. Great, it is almost 5 o'clock, I wanted him to do this hours ago, Grandma is on her way over to play with him and he is now out like a light, poor baby, poor mommy.
On Monday we made Valentine's Day cupcakes, Lance is crazy about them. Well he thinks he is, but when we actually give him one he takes one lick of the icing and is finished. Here he is trying to take the saran wrap off and get one before dinner:
Check out those tip toes in his new slip ons!Here is Lance's defensive posture:
If he would talk he would say: "I'm not trying to touch anything I shouldn't be, I would never do something like that!"
The evening he was trying to get into them we offered him one, but he wasn't interested, but last night he was:
P.S. Happy Valentine's Day!Go figure: Lance was sitting in my lap because he had fallen down and bumped his head, right when I hit "publish post" I noticed that he had fallen asleep. Great, it is almost 5 o'clock, I wanted him to do this hours ago, Grandma is on her way over to play with him and he is now out like a light, poor baby, poor mommy.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
a really blah day
Today it is cold and overcast and the air stinks! It isn't too bad at our house, but at our shop it is horrible. There have been forest fires in the area (the county over from us) and now the air is really nasty. I don't know how people in California and other areas where they seem to get seasonal fires deal with it. We went out to the shop to help customers while Jeff ran to the bank, but what was suppose to be 30 minutes turned into 3 hours, but it wasn't like we had anything else really to do and with the weather so cold and no relief in sight I enjoyed being out of the house for the morning. That reminds me, (because I thought we would stay at home tomorrow) I have a haircut scheduled for tomorrow morning- what to get done, I have been trying to grow my hair out, but it is really annoying me and I don't know what to do, I want longer hair, but I don't know if it looks better though short.
Yesterday while running a few errands I followed some signs to a house that was for sale by owner, it was really cute and in a neighborhood similar to ours. I fell in love with it right away. It was a cape cod like ours, but it was brick and had a full dormer in the back (so I hoped it had more bedrooms upstairs then just two like ours). The yard was beautifully landscaped and it was on the corner so it wasn't too close to any other houses. I was sold on it until I saw the price. It didn't look a lot bigger than ours and though I haven't seen the inside the description didn't seem like it was anything too fancy, but the owners were asking $239,500, which seemed like a lot for a small house. Me being the detective that I am went to the city website to look up the tax assessed value for it and saw it was tax assessed for $190,000 which is closer to the price I thought it would be worth (I thought the owners would be asking 200 or 215). I was quite disappointed. It did have 2000 square feet, but it was an older home which means work always needs to be done and it had steam heat which is not the best heating then paired with an older home (1942) equates to freezing in the winter. And for not that much more there is a brand new house a few streets over. Maybe I am totally clueless, but 240 seemed like a whole heck of a lot for an older smaller home and a lot for that neighborhood (according to the tax data it is worth more than all the others on the street). The other day Lance and I looked at a house in our neighborhood that someone was flipping, it is really cute on the outside and though the inside isn't complete it was nice, but it won't work for us. The master bedroom was far, far away from the upstairs bedrooms which may be nice if you have older children, but not for babies. The master bedroom was downstairs in the back of the house and the stairs leading to the upstairs bedrooms were in the front of the house, not what I want if I am going to have to get up in the middle of the night to get a crying baby or toddler. Though we aren't actively looking, able to afford a new one, or have the time or energy to fix the one we have in order to sell it, I enjoy looking around at what's out there so when the time does come I know what I want and won't just settle on whatever. Looking at houses also helps me to watch my spending, when I am tempted to go shopping for something that I want instead of need I remember that I want a new house one day and that I need to be smart with money so we can get our "dream" house. I like having goals it makes being thrifty a whole lot easier.
Yesterday while running a few errands I followed some signs to a house that was for sale by owner, it was really cute and in a neighborhood similar to ours. I fell in love with it right away. It was a cape cod like ours, but it was brick and had a full dormer in the back (so I hoped it had more bedrooms upstairs then just two like ours). The yard was beautifully landscaped and it was on the corner so it wasn't too close to any other houses. I was sold on it until I saw the price. It didn't look a lot bigger than ours and though I haven't seen the inside the description didn't seem like it was anything too fancy, but the owners were asking $239,500, which seemed like a lot for a small house. Me being the detective that I am went to the city website to look up the tax assessed value for it and saw it was tax assessed for $190,000 which is closer to the price I thought it would be worth (I thought the owners would be asking 200 or 215). I was quite disappointed. It did have 2000 square feet, but it was an older home which means work always needs to be done and it had steam heat which is not the best heating then paired with an older home (1942) equates to freezing in the winter. And for not that much more there is a brand new house a few streets over. Maybe I am totally clueless, but 240 seemed like a whole heck of a lot for an older smaller home and a lot for that neighborhood (according to the tax data it is worth more than all the others on the street). The other day Lance and I looked at a house in our neighborhood that someone was flipping, it is really cute on the outside and though the inside isn't complete it was nice, but it won't work for us. The master bedroom was far, far away from the upstairs bedrooms which may be nice if you have older children, but not for babies. The master bedroom was downstairs in the back of the house and the stairs leading to the upstairs bedrooms were in the front of the house, not what I want if I am going to have to get up in the middle of the night to get a crying baby or toddler. Though we aren't actively looking, able to afford a new one, or have the time or energy to fix the one we have in order to sell it, I enjoy looking around at what's out there so when the time does come I know what I want and won't just settle on whatever. Looking at houses also helps me to watch my spending, when I am tempted to go shopping for something that I want instead of need I remember that I want a new house one day and that I need to be smart with money so we can get our "dream" house. I like having goals it makes being thrifty a whole lot easier.
Monday, February 11, 2008
daddy's not allowed to go out of town again
unless he takes us with him of course.
Jeff went to South Carolina for the winter sports trade show and left us here yesterday and it has been an interesting experience. Lance has daddy radar and was up when Jeff was yesterday morning and didn't go back to sleep, so we we started our day at 6:30, we usually get up around 7:15, i like that extra 45 minutes of sleep. We got ready for church and headed over. Lance didn't seem upset with daddy leaving, but when we got to church Lance was not a happy camper. We were in the hallway setting up for the children's program and Lance kept wanting to go into the ballroom of the conference center where we actually meet for church. He got quite upset when I wouldn't go in with him. When I was done with what needed to be set up for the morning we headed into the ballroom and Lance immediately headed back to the sound area where daddy usually is. He looked all around and then realized daddy wasn't at church. He was pretty clingy for the rest of the morning, but played and had a good time during the service. After service he seemed to be on the look out for Jeff again and was extremely upset when I headed to the bathroom. We then headed home and I tried to get Lance to take a nap, but unfortunately that wasn't going to happen. It was extremely windy yesterday (30 mph winds) and it was really loud upstairs so every time I tried to put him down he freaked out (the boy has sensitive ears like his dad, yet his ears don't seem bad when he is screaming bloody murder). I eventually gave up trying to get him to sleep (in various places) and he eventually crashed on the couch. When he woke up from nap, saying he was in a foul mood would not even begin to describe him. He cried and screamed and nothing I would do would get him to stop. I offered juice, snack, blanket, even a sucker, but he still was screaming and wouldn't stop. I headed over to my mom's house and I think the whole neighborhood heard lance screaming and probably thought I was torturing him, but there was nothing I could do to make him stop. His scream was so loud it hurt my ears, it was horrible. We got to my mom's and he stopped for a few minutes, but once we got inside he started back up again. We tried everything to make him happy, but nothing seemed to work. He calmed down a bit when I got him to help me feed the cats, but he still wasn't his usual self. He finally snapped out of his funk after dinner when Grandma let him play with water in the sink and make a mess of her living room. We then headed home and took a bath, the second for the day, this boy loves water and then we got ready for bed. We read our stories then watched tv and lance fell asleep. Since I don't sleep well when Jeff is gone (wait, I don't sleep anymore all the time) I kept Lance in bed with me to keep my company and so I wouldn't have to go and get him if he woke up really early in the morning. He slept great, I was up at 4 and had a hard time going back to sleep, but nothing unusual for me. I eventually fell back asleep and was awoken at 7 this morning to lance saying something and getting as close as humanly possible to me as he could. I figured since I couldn't sleep in we would wake daddy up so we gave him a wake up call and lance actually made some noise on the phone to him (he is usually dead silent when someone tries talking to him). We are dressed and ready for the day. We are going to head over to Magnolia for some muffins, hit the grocery, and then decorate a cake for my mom. Jeff fortunately will be home tonight, I don't like being home alone, which is strange because before lance came along I didn't mind it so much. I guess I worry that something might happen with Lance and I can't handle it or that my all day sickness will leave me incapable of taking care of both of us, who knows.
And another reason Jeff can't go out of town again, he car sucks! I am too afraid to drive anywhere too far because I don't trust his car. He says the reason it jerks is because it isn't running on all cylinders, he has needed to get it fixed for ever, but he always puts off car repairs until they are too expensive. I hate his car and wish we had the money to buy something a little nicer, one that you don't have to put into neutral to idle at stoplights because the bucking it does will make you motion sick.
Jeff went to South Carolina for the winter sports trade show and left us here yesterday and it has been an interesting experience. Lance has daddy radar and was up when Jeff was yesterday morning and didn't go back to sleep, so we we started our day at 6:30, we usually get up around 7:15, i like that extra 45 minutes of sleep. We got ready for church and headed over. Lance didn't seem upset with daddy leaving, but when we got to church Lance was not a happy camper. We were in the hallway setting up for the children's program and Lance kept wanting to go into the ballroom of the conference center where we actually meet for church. He got quite upset when I wouldn't go in with him. When I was done with what needed to be set up for the morning we headed into the ballroom and Lance immediately headed back to the sound area where daddy usually is. He looked all around and then realized daddy wasn't at church. He was pretty clingy for the rest of the morning, but played and had a good time during the service. After service he seemed to be on the look out for Jeff again and was extremely upset when I headed to the bathroom. We then headed home and I tried to get Lance to take a nap, but unfortunately that wasn't going to happen. It was extremely windy yesterday (30 mph winds) and it was really loud upstairs so every time I tried to put him down he freaked out (the boy has sensitive ears like his dad, yet his ears don't seem bad when he is screaming bloody murder). I eventually gave up trying to get him to sleep (in various places) and he eventually crashed on the couch. When he woke up from nap, saying he was in a foul mood would not even begin to describe him. He cried and screamed and nothing I would do would get him to stop. I offered juice, snack, blanket, even a sucker, but he still was screaming and wouldn't stop. I headed over to my mom's house and I think the whole neighborhood heard lance screaming and probably thought I was torturing him, but there was nothing I could do to make him stop. His scream was so loud it hurt my ears, it was horrible. We got to my mom's and he stopped for a few minutes, but once we got inside he started back up again. We tried everything to make him happy, but nothing seemed to work. He calmed down a bit when I got him to help me feed the cats, but he still wasn't his usual self. He finally snapped out of his funk after dinner when Grandma let him play with water in the sink and make a mess of her living room. We then headed home and took a bath, the second for the day, this boy loves water and then we got ready for bed. We read our stories then watched tv and lance fell asleep. Since I don't sleep well when Jeff is gone (wait, I don't sleep anymore all the time) I kept Lance in bed with me to keep my company and so I wouldn't have to go and get him if he woke up really early in the morning. He slept great, I was up at 4 and had a hard time going back to sleep, but nothing unusual for me. I eventually fell back asleep and was awoken at 7 this morning to lance saying something and getting as close as humanly possible to me as he could. I figured since I couldn't sleep in we would wake daddy up so we gave him a wake up call and lance actually made some noise on the phone to him (he is usually dead silent when someone tries talking to him). We are dressed and ready for the day. We are going to head over to Magnolia for some muffins, hit the grocery, and then decorate a cake for my mom. Jeff fortunately will be home tonight, I don't like being home alone, which is strange because before lance came along I didn't mind it so much. I guess I worry that something might happen with Lance and I can't handle it or that my all day sickness will leave me incapable of taking care of both of us, who knows.
And another reason Jeff can't go out of town again, he car sucks! I am too afraid to drive anywhere too far because I don't trust his car. He says the reason it jerks is because it isn't running on all cylinders, he has needed to get it fixed for ever, but he always puts off car repairs until they are too expensive. I hate his car and wish we had the money to buy something a little nicer, one that you don't have to put into neutral to idle at stoplights because the bucking it does will make you motion sick.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
the maternity clothes gods hate me
Is it too much to ask to not want to look frumpy??????
I just want some clothes that fit! Why is that such a difficult request??????
My post-lance pants are now tight and my regular shirts are starting to reveal belly and I have nothing to wear.
Tuesday was 10% Tuesday at the Gap so I purchased 2 tees and 2 pair of pants. One pair of pants I really loved and couldn't wait to receive. The items came in the mail yesterday and I was horrified after trying them on. The jeans were too tight and too short, it looked quite comical and I was quite disappointed though because I was afraid the next size up would be too large and then I didn't know whether I should get them in long or regular. Then I tried on the chinos and was quite flustered and wondering if it would ever be possible to find pants that fit at all. The chinos were clearly not the size marked, they were made for someone twice my size, there is NO WAY that these pants were the size marked. I was quite upset because I had good luck with the Gap in the past, but so far this isn't going well. Then when I logged onto Gap.com yesterday I noticed the jeans were now on sale, go figure!!!! I hate to buy many pants since it will be warm hopefully in two months and I will be in warm weather clothing and not being wearing as many pants, but I can't exist on two pairs of pants and two long sleeve shirts until April!
I see women all the time who are preggo and look nice I am very curious where they find clothes and why I seem to be clueless when it comes to finding maternity clothes. I have even tried a consignment shop and everything was too big or I really didn't like what was there, if I don't love it, I won't wear it. I don't want a whole new wardrobe, I just want to be able to have a few outfits to wear.
I just want some clothes that fit! Why is that such a difficult request??????
My post-lance pants are now tight and my regular shirts are starting to reveal belly and I have nothing to wear.
Tuesday was 10% Tuesday at the Gap so I purchased 2 tees and 2 pair of pants. One pair of pants I really loved and couldn't wait to receive. The items came in the mail yesterday and I was horrified after trying them on. The jeans were too tight and too short, it looked quite comical and I was quite disappointed though because I was afraid the next size up would be too large and then I didn't know whether I should get them in long or regular. Then I tried on the chinos and was quite flustered and wondering if it would ever be possible to find pants that fit at all. The chinos were clearly not the size marked, they were made for someone twice my size, there is NO WAY that these pants were the size marked. I was quite upset because I had good luck with the Gap in the past, but so far this isn't going well. Then when I logged onto Gap.com yesterday I noticed the jeans were now on sale, go figure!!!! I hate to buy many pants since it will be warm hopefully in two months and I will be in warm weather clothing and not being wearing as many pants, but I can't exist on two pairs of pants and two long sleeve shirts until April!
I see women all the time who are preggo and look nice I am very curious where they find clothes and why I seem to be clueless when it comes to finding maternity clothes. I have even tried a consignment shop and everything was too big or I really didn't like what was there, if I don't love it, I won't wear it. I don't want a whole new wardrobe, I just want to be able to have a few outfits to wear.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
a good day with a bad ending
Yesterday was such a great day.
It was warm, we were able to play outside all day, we went for two walks, we were able to see friends, we had a yummy dinner with my mom.
It was a wonderful day, but it ended badly.
I felt not quite right last night around 10:30 (bloated but nothing new there because I tend to do that if I eat a little more than usual) and unfortunately I was puking by 11:30.
I was afraid it was a stomach bug or the salmon we had at dinner, but an hour after my ordeal I was starving and I never had any other symptoms associated with either or more episodes in teh bathroom. The whole ordeal was miserable because I really didn't have anything in my stomach to get rid of which made things rough and I really didn't feel better afterwards.
So here I am 2 days before 14 weeks and this whole morning/evening/all day sickness is getting worse and not better! I never actually got sick with Lance, I felt like it, but never did. This baby better be a girl because I don't think I can deal with this again and take care of two kids. As I keep saying, this pregnancy has been a lot harder than mine with Lance, by this time with him I was loving food and life (and I am normally not much of a food lover). I am terrified I am going to be one of those women out there who are ill their entire pregnancy.
Fortunately I felt not too bad this morning, despite being really tired because I couldn't fall asleep and Lance heard me up and about and ended up sleeping with us which makes for a rough night sleep. Lance and I were able to go for a walk with a friend before the cold rain started. Our warm weather days are coming to an end for a while and it makes me sad, I love warm sunny days and I am looking forward to spring!
It was warm, we were able to play outside all day, we went for two walks, we were able to see friends, we had a yummy dinner with my mom.
It was a wonderful day, but it ended badly.
I felt not quite right last night around 10:30 (bloated but nothing new there because I tend to do that if I eat a little more than usual) and unfortunately I was puking by 11:30.
I was afraid it was a stomach bug or the salmon we had at dinner, but an hour after my ordeal I was starving and I never had any other symptoms associated with either or more episodes in teh bathroom. The whole ordeal was miserable because I really didn't have anything in my stomach to get rid of which made things rough and I really didn't feel better afterwards.
So here I am 2 days before 14 weeks and this whole morning/evening/all day sickness is getting worse and not better! I never actually got sick with Lance, I felt like it, but never did. This baby better be a girl because I don't think I can deal with this again and take care of two kids. As I keep saying, this pregnancy has been a lot harder than mine with Lance, by this time with him I was loving food and life (and I am normally not much of a food lover). I am terrified I am going to be one of those women out there who are ill their entire pregnancy.
Fortunately I felt not too bad this morning, despite being really tired because I couldn't fall asleep and Lance heard me up and about and ended up sleeping with us which makes for a rough night sleep. Lance and I were able to go for a walk with a friend before the cold rain started. Our warm weather days are coming to an end for a while and it makes me sad, I love warm sunny days and I am looking forward to spring!
Saturday, February 02, 2008
it has to happen just once
it did, so hopefully it won't happen again.
Lance pooped in the tub this morning.
It has to happen just once, it did, so now we won't have to worry about it again, yeah right.
Fortunately it wasn't much and Jeff was home to clean it up because me, Ms. Gag-at-anything, couldn't handle it, I have gotten quite pathetic in the last week and I'm not afraid to admit it.
Onto cleaner subjects.
Today Lance had a test, a test to see if he could handle a road trip.
He failed.
Miserably.
Next weekend I was considering heading down to South Carolina with Jeff for a trade show. It would only be for 2 days and with a drive of over 5 hours we didn't know if it would be worth it since Lance is not the best traveler so today we did a dry run, a trip to a city a little over an hour away to do some shopping and just do something different. I packed tons of snacks and toys to entertain the boy and the car ride there wasn't so bad. Lance did fuss for a few minutes, but fell asleep shortly thereafter. Lance was great at lunch, he even ate more than he usually does when at the table (he loves to eat on the go, he can't sit still-why our experiment probably failed). After lunch we headed downtown and hit some shops. He once again did better than expected because most of these stores were not stroller or kid friendly despite some of them selling children's clothing and toys. I did quite a bit of window shopping because there were a few places I wouldn't dare taking Lance into in fear that I wouldn't be able to afford to pay for anything he might destroy. After downtown we did a quick trip to Old Navy (it is much bigger than ours) and found a few maternity clothes for myself. We then went to Ben and Jerry's for a treat before he headed on the road back home. Lance, up until this point had been marvelous, pleasant, fun, add as many adjectives as you want until we put him back in his car seat to head home. He started getting fussy right away and the fussing turned to crying which turned to screaming. I was offering him his blanket, food, juice box, toys, cell phone, wallet, everything I could grab in hopes of making him stop. At one point he got so upset he did the silent scream, he didn't breathe, and started changing colors, I thought we were going to have to pull over and revive him, it was scary! He kept trying to get out of his car seat and loosening his straps did not offer him any satisfaction. Of course as luck would have it, there is no place to stop for the first 30 or so minutes back home. Finally we made it to the half way point and stopped at a store to remove Lance from him car seat, get him calmed down, and attempt to figure out how we were going to make it the last 30 minutes home. As soon as he was out of the car seat he stopped, he didn't even do those snuffle/hiccup/recovery cry sounds that he usually does when he is upset. We got out and got something to drink and I looked for something in the store that I could use to make Lance content for the last 30 minutes, he loves lollipops and fortunately I was able to find a 20 pack of Tootsie Roll Pops (the mini kind)! I immediately opened the bag and gave him a wrapped sucker and told him that he could have it when he was in his car seat. We headed towards the car and I moved the car seat to the center position because it was easier for me to deal with him in the middle instead of directly behind me (and I can't sit in the back due to pregnancy motion sickness). Lance was quite anxious to get back in the car despite his desire 5 minutes earlier to get out and as I assumed stay out. At this point I am thinking that Lance is possessed because how can he go from screaming and clawing to get out to wanting to get in? We started back home and Lance enjoyed his sucker without any problems (I am on eggshells expecting all you know what to break loose). He finished it and started fussing so I gave him another. He enjoyed that one for awhile and when he was 2/3 done he threw up his hands and announced "all done!" I was quite shocked, he repeated himself and even did the sign language for all done. I have been trying to teach him for over a year but he has never shown an interest in repeating! Heck, the boy has shown no interest in saying anything until this moment!!!! I gave him a wipe to clean his hands, he grabbed his blanket, and a few minutes later fell asleep. I was quite puzzled at how my child could go from one extreme to another. My mother and I tried to figure out his strange behavior and decided that his dislike for the car (he gets fussy after about 20 minutes) must be due to his need to be moving and unrestrained at all times. So after this afternoon's episode I decided that Lance and I will not be traveling down to South Carolina because 2 days isn't worth dealing with a car meltdown and we will be on a tight schedule and I can't deal with the stress.
When we got home from our trip Lance and I took a walk and then we had a message that a neighbor had brought over a bike that someone was getting rid of and they thought Lance would enjoy, he loves it! He played with it for quite awhile outside and when I told him we needed to go inside he insisted on bringing it with him. Here he is enjoying his new bike, he hasn't figured out though how to pedal, but he is quite good at steering and can go fast backwards.
today was the first warm, sunny day in awhile, and I am looking forward to the warm days ahead, but since it has been so cold we have had to entertain ourselves indoors so here is Lance's new swing (aka daddy):
Unlike my pregnancy with Lance, this time around I LOVE ice cream, especially chocolate fudge brownie and as you can see, Lance is my son, he loves it too:
oh and another thing. When Lance was done eating dinner today he said "all done" again with hand motions. Shortly thereafter I went upstairs to use the bathroom. Lance followed me to the stairs and said "up" a few times before Jeff escorted him up, he is very good at not going up or down the stairs without us, I know this won't last so I am definitely enjoying it now!
Lance pooped in the tub this morning.
It has to happen just once, it did, so now we won't have to worry about it again, yeah right.
Fortunately it wasn't much and Jeff was home to clean it up because me, Ms. Gag-at-anything, couldn't handle it, I have gotten quite pathetic in the last week and I'm not afraid to admit it.
Onto cleaner subjects.
Today Lance had a test, a test to see if he could handle a road trip.
He failed.
Miserably.
Next weekend I was considering heading down to South Carolina with Jeff for a trade show. It would only be for 2 days and with a drive of over 5 hours we didn't know if it would be worth it since Lance is not the best traveler so today we did a dry run, a trip to a city a little over an hour away to do some shopping and just do something different. I packed tons of snacks and toys to entertain the boy and the car ride there wasn't so bad. Lance did fuss for a few minutes, but fell asleep shortly thereafter. Lance was great at lunch, he even ate more than he usually does when at the table (he loves to eat on the go, he can't sit still-why our experiment probably failed). After lunch we headed downtown and hit some shops. He once again did better than expected because most of these stores were not stroller or kid friendly despite some of them selling children's clothing and toys. I did quite a bit of window shopping because there were a few places I wouldn't dare taking Lance into in fear that I wouldn't be able to afford to pay for anything he might destroy. After downtown we did a quick trip to Old Navy (it is much bigger than ours) and found a few maternity clothes for myself. We then went to Ben and Jerry's for a treat before he headed on the road back home. Lance, up until this point had been marvelous, pleasant, fun, add as many adjectives as you want until we put him back in his car seat to head home. He started getting fussy right away and the fussing turned to crying which turned to screaming. I was offering him his blanket, food, juice box, toys, cell phone, wallet, everything I could grab in hopes of making him stop. At one point he got so upset he did the silent scream, he didn't breathe, and started changing colors, I thought we were going to have to pull over and revive him, it was scary! He kept trying to get out of his car seat and loosening his straps did not offer him any satisfaction. Of course as luck would have it, there is no place to stop for the first 30 or so minutes back home. Finally we made it to the half way point and stopped at a store to remove Lance from him car seat, get him calmed down, and attempt to figure out how we were going to make it the last 30 minutes home. As soon as he was out of the car seat he stopped, he didn't even do those snuffle/hiccup/recovery cry sounds that he usually does when he is upset. We got out and got something to drink and I looked for something in the store that I could use to make Lance content for the last 30 minutes, he loves lollipops and fortunately I was able to find a 20 pack of Tootsie Roll Pops (the mini kind)! I immediately opened the bag and gave him a wrapped sucker and told him that he could have it when he was in his car seat. We headed towards the car and I moved the car seat to the center position because it was easier for me to deal with him in the middle instead of directly behind me (and I can't sit in the back due to pregnancy motion sickness). Lance was quite anxious to get back in the car despite his desire 5 minutes earlier to get out and as I assumed stay out. At this point I am thinking that Lance is possessed because how can he go from screaming and clawing to get out to wanting to get in? We started back home and Lance enjoyed his sucker without any problems (I am on eggshells expecting all you know what to break loose). He finished it and started fussing so I gave him another. He enjoyed that one for awhile and when he was 2/3 done he threw up his hands and announced "all done!" I was quite shocked, he repeated himself and even did the sign language for all done. I have been trying to teach him for over a year but he has never shown an interest in repeating! Heck, the boy has shown no interest in saying anything until this moment!!!! I gave him a wipe to clean his hands, he grabbed his blanket, and a few minutes later fell asleep. I was quite puzzled at how my child could go from one extreme to another. My mother and I tried to figure out his strange behavior and decided that his dislike for the car (he gets fussy after about 20 minutes) must be due to his need to be moving and unrestrained at all times. So after this afternoon's episode I decided that Lance and I will not be traveling down to South Carolina because 2 days isn't worth dealing with a car meltdown and we will be on a tight schedule and I can't deal with the stress.
When we got home from our trip Lance and I took a walk and then we had a message that a neighbor had brought over a bike that someone was getting rid of and they thought Lance would enjoy, he loves it! He played with it for quite awhile outside and when I told him we needed to go inside he insisted on bringing it with him. Here he is enjoying his new bike, he hasn't figured out though how to pedal, but he is quite good at steering and can go fast backwards.
today was the first warm, sunny day in awhile, and I am looking forward to the warm days ahead, but since it has been so cold we have had to entertain ourselves indoors so here is Lance's new swing (aka daddy):
Unlike my pregnancy with Lance, this time around I LOVE ice cream, especially chocolate fudge brownie and as you can see, Lance is my son, he loves it too:
oh and another thing. When Lance was done eating dinner today he said "all done" again with hand motions. Shortly thereafter I went upstairs to use the bathroom. Lance followed me to the stairs and said "up" a few times before Jeff escorted him up, he is very good at not going up or down the stairs without us, I know this won't last so I am definitely enjoying it now!
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