Well we just got back from Michigan and visiting Grandma and Grandpa. I just need to say it was quite a trip! First off, we got to experience First Class flying. Wow what a difference and how much easier it is with a one-yr-old. I have to say all those out there who are thinking of flying, if you can afford it, fly first class!
So we get to Michigan on Wednesday night and rent a car with a car seat. The stupid rental car people thought that Jack needed the booster seat and Jim tried to explain to them that he is only one! Then the lady brings out a convertible seat and she says "this isn't what you want is it? It is for an infant." I am thinking to myself, this lady has not had any children in recent memory. So we get all set and off to see Grandma and Grandpa.
Everything was going well and having a good visit. It snowed on Thursday which was really pretty for us California people. Also on Thursday, Jack took his first official steps! I was sitting on the floor and Jim was leading Jack to me with one finger and suddenly let go and he walked 3 steps to me. Now of course we did trick him into doing it and ever since then when we try to get him to walk, my stubborn little son will just sit down on his butt and say "no way mama".
He also learned how to say "Achoo" which he thinks is just the neatest thing to say. So when one of us would say Achoo, Jack would start saying it over and over again also. This of course would lead into a fit of giggles.
But on Friday, Jack got sick and he didn't just get a little sick. Nope, he got a lot sick. We ended up taking him to ER on Friday night. And I just have to give the Michigan hospital kudos. We didn't have to wait 3 hours to be seen like you would here in California, we actually walked right in and was seen right away! Amazing! The whole experience only took about 2 hours!
When they took his temp at the hospital, he had a 103.6 fever, which I think was actually lower than it had been 30 minutes prior to that. So he was a sick little boy. They did a chest xray to rule out pneumonia, which he did not like. They also did a flu swab to make sure he did not have the flu, which he didn't. That flu swab did not look like fun since they have to put this wire thingy up the nose to swab the mucus. But I have to say my little guy is very much a trooper. He took all this in stride.
It ended up that he had something viral, which we all know they can't do anything about. They gave us some Motrin and told us that because he was such a big kid (25 lbs), that he could have double the Tylenol and Motrin that we had been giving to him. He actually is in the 2-3 yr old range!
So we flew home on Sat night and he was so tired. I felt so bad for him because all he wanted to do was sleep but he just could not get comfortable in our laps. He fell asleep in the car on the way home after the airport and did not wake up when I took him out of the car seat. I just put him in the crib for the night.
But I do have to brag about my little man. On the plane ride home, Jim was looking at a magazine that had pictures of cats and dogs. And would ask Jack "where's the doggie" and he in his oh-so-cute way would point to the dog and say something (not sure what that something is yet). Then would do the same to the cat when asked "where's the kitty". Yep he's on his way to being a genius!
Monday, February 28, 2005
Monday, February 21, 2005
Got to thinking...
I added a new Really Cool Blog to my list in the sidebar called A little pregnant. The woman who writes it suffered through infertility for years and ended up getting pregnant through IVF. However, her baby was born early and she and her baby almost did not make it. Her baby is now 3 months old and both are doing fine thankfully. It is really interesting reading her stories and I do admire how strong she is to have gone through so much and still be funny.
But as I read her blog, I often go back to the days of my own infertility. It was during a previous lifetime. I say this because it does seem so long ago now, but the scars are still there. I always say that infertility is THE hardest thing that I have faced in my life to date. It was during my previous marriage and for 2 years it was my whole life. My cycle was my life. I could tell you what day of my cycle I was on and what my cf (cervical fluid, I know tmi) consistency was like on that day and what my bbt (basal body temp) was that morning. I was a walking encyclopedia for infertility. And it probably ruined who I was and thus ruined my marriage which ended in divorce. And not a day goes by that I think of that time period that changed me so drastically.
So now I flash forward 6 years and I am happily married again with this absolutely beautiful child that I gave BIRTH to. Still to this day, I am in disbelief that it happened to me. I don't know how Jack was conceived (well yeah I do know how), but how did it happen to me. I call him my little miracle because he was conceived without the use of drugs or procedures, this after a doctor told me there was no way I could conceive without using such devices.
All during the pregnancy, I was in denial. I literally took 5 pregnancy tests to verify that I was pregnant, including one when I was like 4 months along and had already seen the ultrasound. I couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that I, Dawn, had joined the "Mommy club". The elusive club that I had been trying to enter for years and years had finally swung open its doors to me and let me in.
And here I am a year after giving birth to this miracle child and I still feel the scars of infertility. Jim and I are not doing anything to stop a second miracle from happening. So when I get my monthly friend, I go through about 3 minutes of that old feeling of despair and self-doubt. I feel cheated somehow. But all I have to do is look at Jack and it all goes away. How can I ask for more when I have everything right now?
But as I read her blog, I often go back to the days of my own infertility. It was during a previous lifetime. I say this because it does seem so long ago now, but the scars are still there. I always say that infertility is THE hardest thing that I have faced in my life to date. It was during my previous marriage and for 2 years it was my whole life. My cycle was my life. I could tell you what day of my cycle I was on and what my cf (cervical fluid, I know tmi) consistency was like on that day and what my bbt (basal body temp) was that morning. I was a walking encyclopedia for infertility. And it probably ruined who I was and thus ruined my marriage which ended in divorce. And not a day goes by that I think of that time period that changed me so drastically.
So now I flash forward 6 years and I am happily married again with this absolutely beautiful child that I gave BIRTH to. Still to this day, I am in disbelief that it happened to me. I don't know how Jack was conceived (well yeah I do know how), but how did it happen to me. I call him my little miracle because he was conceived without the use of drugs or procedures, this after a doctor told me there was no way I could conceive without using such devices.
All during the pregnancy, I was in denial. I literally took 5 pregnancy tests to verify that I was pregnant, including one when I was like 4 months along and had already seen the ultrasound. I couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that I, Dawn, had joined the "Mommy club". The elusive club that I had been trying to enter for years and years had finally swung open its doors to me and let me in.
And here I am a year after giving birth to this miracle child and I still feel the scars of infertility. Jim and I are not doing anything to stop a second miracle from happening. So when I get my monthly friend, I go through about 3 minutes of that old feeling of despair and self-doubt. I feel cheated somehow. But all I have to do is look at Jack and it all goes away. How can I ask for more when I have everything right now?
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Playland Fun
Last weekend we ended up going to this playland in San Diego called Kidsville. I heard about it from Beth who mentioned it in her blog. So we trekked down to San Diego to check it out. And oh my goodness, it was amazing. It is definitely for the 5 and under crowd, but for those ages, it is a plethora of funness. Beth likened it to an off the leash dog park for toddlers and it is very much like that. It is basically one big open area with all these little "houses" set up. There is the play kitchen, fire station, jail, etc. And toys and toys galore everywhere. Around the whole place is this little "road" where kids can ride the littles cars through the car wash and even stop signs on the road. I swear I was almost run over by many many toddlers who just rolled their eyes at me - geesh adult in the road puhleez. There is also a costume area where you can choose to be pretty much anything you want while you are there. Jack was Clifford the dog. But it was really great and it got me thinking that there really needs to be such a place closer to home without having to drive 65 miles. Of course the business sense in me got to thinking about opening one around here. I mean 40% of the population in this area is under 18 with a good portion in the under 5 crowd. It would really go over big time. Then there is the logistics such as money, etc. But it is something that I am seriously thinking about maybe possibly looking into. Anybody wanna donate to the "Little Jack's Corner" venture?
Below are some of the pictures taken when we were there. The day we were there was insane. There were 2 birthday parties going on so there were about 100 toddlers running all over. But it sure wiped Jack out because he slept all the way home after that - which is always a good thing. Running the energy off a toddler is priceless in my opinion.
Below are some of the pictures taken when we were there. The day we were there was insane. There were 2 birthday parties going on so there were about 100 toddlers running all over. But it sure wiped Jack out because he slept all the way home after that - which is always a good thing. Running the energy off a toddler is priceless in my opinion.
I never thought I would be one but...
I never thought I would be one of those moms who put their kids in pictures or pagents or whatnot. But just this week I have had 2 people tell me I really should get Jack in commercials since he is just so good looking. People also have said he looks just like the Gerber baby. And a few weeks ago, I found myself sending his picture into Regis and Kelly beautiful baby contest (by the way didn't win). I am also Tivoing the Regis show all this week because they are showing pictures of some of the entries for that chance of seeing Jack on tv for 1.3 seconds. So all this makes me think, could I actually become one of those mothers.
Yesterday Jim had a rare Saturday off and we went to his Sons of the Confederate meeting. It was at a restaurant and of course as usual, all was enthralled with Jack. And of course Jack was just eating up the attention. We made the joke that he was only HALF confederate and he can actually join both the Sons of the Confederate and the Sons of the Union. I keep telling everybody to remember that he does have some Yankee in him also.
But fun was had by all. I did however slip off my diet and I can feel it this morning. I just kinda feel sluggish after the barbque chicken sandwich and sweet potatoe fries I had. Although Jack had a lot of the fries himself. He also had some black eyed peas and bbq pork and mashed potatoes. The kid made out quite well and Mommy and Daddy suffered later on after two very messy diapers. Sorry TMI.
In the restaurant there was another little girl the same age as Jack. And I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her sitting contently next to her daddy in the booth. No squirming, no trying to get away and run away. She was just sitting very quietly. And I thought to myself, there is no way Jack would EVER sit that way for even 3 seconds. The differences in babies is amazing.
I'll try to post pictures from last weekend at the playland. Some pretty cute pics.
Yesterday Jim had a rare Saturday off and we went to his Sons of the Confederate meeting. It was at a restaurant and of course as usual, all was enthralled with Jack. And of course Jack was just eating up the attention. We made the joke that he was only HALF confederate and he can actually join both the Sons of the Confederate and the Sons of the Union. I keep telling everybody to remember that he does have some Yankee in him also.
But fun was had by all. I did however slip off my diet and I can feel it this morning. I just kinda feel sluggish after the barbque chicken sandwich and sweet potatoe fries I had. Although Jack had a lot of the fries himself. He also had some black eyed peas and bbq pork and mashed potatoes. The kid made out quite well and Mommy and Daddy suffered later on after two very messy diapers. Sorry TMI.
In the restaurant there was another little girl the same age as Jack. And I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her sitting contently next to her daddy in the booth. No squirming, no trying to get away and run away. She was just sitting very quietly. And I thought to myself, there is no way Jack would EVER sit that way for even 3 seconds. The differences in babies is amazing.
I'll try to post pictures from last weekend at the playland. Some pretty cute pics.
Friday, February 18, 2005
Good Morning
Good morning to all. It is Friday (THANK GOD). Can I just say that it has been theeee longest week in history. With the exception of my day off on Wednesday, it has pretty much sucked. And I can tell that today will also. I know I know you are supposed to have positive thoughts in the morning and your day will go positive. Well phooey is what I say. It is pouring down rain outside and in about 1 hour I have to out into that very rain and drive 25 miles to work in traffic that won't go more than 20 mph. And work, well I won't even go into that. Long story. And on top of all this cheeriness, its that time of the month for me. Sorry if TMI. And we in the Jackaroo house are worried about my father who is not doing very well in Michigan. We can't wait to see Grandma and Grandpa next week and hope that he is doing better.
But the bright spot is Jack. I get to go wake him up and he is just sooo cute when he wakes up. Unlike his Mommy who wakes up in a foul mood until she has had her first cup (or 2nd or 3rd) of coffee, Jackaroo wakes up all smiles and giggles. We usually play the peek a boo game with the mirror which will launch many a giggle. Then we will play "get the baby belly" game and after that comes the serious business of diaper change and getting dressed. He doesn't usually like that stage of the morning. I swear this kid is gonna be a naturalist nudist when he grows up. He would love to be a free nakey butt all the time.
I have to admit that I am really missing him during the day when I am at work. He is becoming such a little man all his own and it is so exciting to watch. He is so good natured and non-confrontational. The other day we were at a playland and Jack was playing with a toy there and some 9 month old boy crawled up to him and yelled in Jack's face. It was very obvious that this 9 month old boy wanted to play with the toy that Jack was playing with at the moment. And my son just looked at the boy as if to say "chill out dude" and then stepped away and let him play with the toy. Jack just found some other toy just as interesting. And I said to myself, yep thats my son. Because I am the same way. I will back down from any type of confrontation unless I am really really provoked. But Jack is so good natured and I really hope he stays that way.
Alright, I guess it is time to get going. I have had 2 cups of coffee and I can at least function now. Off to get Jack up and then out into the lovely rainy day. Thank God it is Friday.
But the bright spot is Jack. I get to go wake him up and he is just sooo cute when he wakes up. Unlike his Mommy who wakes up in a foul mood until she has had her first cup (or 2nd or 3rd) of coffee, Jackaroo wakes up all smiles and giggles. We usually play the peek a boo game with the mirror which will launch many a giggle. Then we will play "get the baby belly" game and after that comes the serious business of diaper change and getting dressed. He doesn't usually like that stage of the morning. I swear this kid is gonna be a naturalist nudist when he grows up. He would love to be a free nakey butt all the time.
I have to admit that I am really missing him during the day when I am at work. He is becoming such a little man all his own and it is so exciting to watch. He is so good natured and non-confrontational. The other day we were at a playland and Jack was playing with a toy there and some 9 month old boy crawled up to him and yelled in Jack's face. It was very obvious that this 9 month old boy wanted to play with the toy that Jack was playing with at the moment. And my son just looked at the boy as if to say "chill out dude" and then stepped away and let him play with the toy. Jack just found some other toy just as interesting. And I said to myself, yep thats my son. Because I am the same way. I will back down from any type of confrontation unless I am really really provoked. But Jack is so good natured and I really hope he stays that way.
Alright, I guess it is time to get going. I have had 2 cups of coffee and I can at least function now. Off to get Jack up and then out into the lovely rainy day. Thank God it is Friday.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Good Mommy and Jack Day
Today was one of those days when you just feel so great to be a Mommy. After we got home from our morning playtime at Aunt Janet's daycare, Jack took a nap while Mommy had fun exploring the computer. I bought a couple more cute outfits on ebay.
When he woke up, I decided that we would go pick out his cake for his first birthday. We had a hard time trying to decide on the Winnie the Pooh cake and the Thomas the Train cake. In the end Thomas won out, but it was a close one.
Since it was such a nice day, I decided to go to the local outlet mall here and walk around in the lovely California sunshine. We were supposed to have rain and icky today, but alas it turned out beautiful. So while I was there, I decided to go on a quest for a pair of jeans that actually fit me. You see, I have been struggling all year long to get back down to my pre-pregnancy weight. I am finally within 10 lbs of that goal (I want to go down another 20 after I hit the pre-pg number). But I still can not fit into one pair of my pre-Jack jeans. I still have the belly flab that will not go away no matter what. The problem is, if I find a pair of jeans that fit my belly, the butt and thighs are so baggy. Trust me it is not pretty.
So today I decided that I would like to have just 1 pair of jeans that I can say fit. Well after going through the Levi's and Old Navy stores, I was about to give up. But I decided to dash into Dress Barn real quick to see what they have and yes I did find a pair of jeans that fit. Wow!
But I am still trying to lose the belly. I mean low-rise jeans on me are scary! So besides spending thousands of dollars on tummy tuck and liposuction (anybody willing to donate to the lose Dawn's belly flab cause?), I really don't know what to do.
But anyway, Jack and I had a lot of fun today. He got lots of attention from the other shoppers and was his normal little charming self. And he now has a new skill. He has learned to high five. All I have to do is hold up my hand and say "High Five" and he giggles and holds his hand up and grabs mine. Ahhh I love this kid!
When he woke up, I decided that we would go pick out his cake for his first birthday. We had a hard time trying to decide on the Winnie the Pooh cake and the Thomas the Train cake. In the end Thomas won out, but it was a close one.
Since it was such a nice day, I decided to go to the local outlet mall here and walk around in the lovely California sunshine. We were supposed to have rain and icky today, but alas it turned out beautiful. So while I was there, I decided to go on a quest for a pair of jeans that actually fit me. You see, I have been struggling all year long to get back down to my pre-pregnancy weight. I am finally within 10 lbs of that goal (I want to go down another 20 after I hit the pre-pg number). But I still can not fit into one pair of my pre-Jack jeans. I still have the belly flab that will not go away no matter what. The problem is, if I find a pair of jeans that fit my belly, the butt and thighs are so baggy. Trust me it is not pretty.
So today I decided that I would like to have just 1 pair of jeans that I can say fit. Well after going through the Levi's and Old Navy stores, I was about to give up. But I decided to dash into Dress Barn real quick to see what they have and yes I did find a pair of jeans that fit. Wow!
But I am still trying to lose the belly. I mean low-rise jeans on me are scary! So besides spending thousands of dollars on tummy tuck and liposuction (anybody willing to donate to the lose Dawn's belly flab cause?), I really don't know what to do.
But anyway, Jack and I had a lot of fun today. He got lots of attention from the other shoppers and was his normal little charming self. And he now has a new skill. He has learned to high five. All I have to do is hold up my hand and say "High Five" and he giggles and holds his hand up and grabs mine. Ahhh I love this kid!
Busy Week
Wow, it has been a whole week since I blogged. It has been a busy week, not sure what exactly we've been doing, but just seemed very busy. I seem to come home from work these days and not sit down until after Jack goes to bed. Jim has been working later, so he doesn't get home until around 7:00-7:30 and I really miss having the extra pair of hands around to help out. So by the time Jack goes to bed, I am so wiped out that I don't think I could put together a coherent sentence.
I have been thinking a lot about his first birthday. I am thinking it is going to be kinda casual. We have invited some friends over and will have a barbeque with birthday cake and that will probably be it. I need to go pick out his birthday cake and maybe a cool party hat for him. I also bought a first birthday boy t-shirt on ebay for him. But no huge plans here. Grandma and Grandpa had planned to be here, but since Grandpa isn't feeling well that is not going to happen. So we have planned to take a little trip to Michigan next week to see them since they can't come here. Of course that makes my brain go into overdrive about gathering up his warm clothes, most of which he has outgrown. For being 11 1/2 months old, he is wearing 18 month clothes now. Man that kid grows.
Speaking of ebay, I have rediscovered it! And oh my goodness, how fun is it to look at boys clothes. I even find myself at work going on there and checking out the auctions. I have managed to spend about $60, but have bought a ton of summer clothes and a couple of dressy suits for the cruise in April. Seriously, I need to be stopped. Somebody needs to take away my ebay registration, this could become dangerous!
This morning, Jack and I took Laura to school and then decided to go by Aunt Janet's. She runs a daycare out of her house and I would love to use her as my daycare, but she is just so out of my way that I would be driving an extra 40 miles a day if I did use her. But it is fun to go over there and let Jack play with the other children. She only had 1 little girl today who just turned 2. And wow what a difference a year can make. She is talking up a storm and she knows what channel on the tv the Wiggles are on and she knows how to change the channel on the remote. Such a smart little thing. I was just amazed at the difference between her and Jack. Of course she loved playing with the "baby". But she did not like having to share her French Toast sticks however.
So now we are back home and Jack is napping. I really really need to be cleaning the house and doing the laundry, but sitting here blogging and ebaying while drinking coffee is so much more appealing. Okay, thats it, I so need to get a maid. :)
I have been thinking a lot about his first birthday. I am thinking it is going to be kinda casual. We have invited some friends over and will have a barbeque with birthday cake and that will probably be it. I need to go pick out his birthday cake and maybe a cool party hat for him. I also bought a first birthday boy t-shirt on ebay for him. But no huge plans here. Grandma and Grandpa had planned to be here, but since Grandpa isn't feeling well that is not going to happen. So we have planned to take a little trip to Michigan next week to see them since they can't come here. Of course that makes my brain go into overdrive about gathering up his warm clothes, most of which he has outgrown. For being 11 1/2 months old, he is wearing 18 month clothes now. Man that kid grows.
Speaking of ebay, I have rediscovered it! And oh my goodness, how fun is it to look at boys clothes. I even find myself at work going on there and checking out the auctions. I have managed to spend about $60, but have bought a ton of summer clothes and a couple of dressy suits for the cruise in April. Seriously, I need to be stopped. Somebody needs to take away my ebay registration, this could become dangerous!
This morning, Jack and I took Laura to school and then decided to go by Aunt Janet's. She runs a daycare out of her house and I would love to use her as my daycare, but she is just so out of my way that I would be driving an extra 40 miles a day if I did use her. But it is fun to go over there and let Jack play with the other children. She only had 1 little girl today who just turned 2. And wow what a difference a year can make. She is talking up a storm and she knows what channel on the tv the Wiggles are on and she knows how to change the channel on the remote. Such a smart little thing. I was just amazed at the difference between her and Jack. Of course she loved playing with the "baby". But she did not like having to share her French Toast sticks however.
So now we are back home and Jack is napping. I really really need to be cleaning the house and doing the laundry, but sitting here blogging and ebaying while drinking coffee is so much more appealing. Okay, thats it, I so need to get a maid. :)
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Monday, February 07, 2005
My son - the ladies man
Okay so we were watching tv last night. Jack was sitting on the floor playing with the Loews bag full of knobs and handles for our new entertainment center coming on Thursday (yay!) He had to pull every single one out of the bag and of course “neatly” arrange all over the floor. It was a very important task to him for some reason.
So the Victoria Secret commercial comes on the tv. And what does my innocent little angel son do? He looks up at the tv, gives a little shriek and starts clapping at the tv! Now I know he wasn’t thinking about lunch or dinner when he saw those buxom models because it has been a very very long time that those things represented food to him. So what else was my angel son thinking? Hmmmm I wonder…. Yep it starts young, very young in the male species.
So now there are TWO commercials that Jack will watch intently. First is the Verizon DSL commercial, which I have no idea why he loves that one so much (by the way, their DSL sucks). And NOW the Victoria Secret commercial. I don’t have to wonder on that one. He’s part of the male species. Enough said.
So the Victoria Secret commercial comes on the tv. And what does my innocent little angel son do? He looks up at the tv, gives a little shriek and starts clapping at the tv! Now I know he wasn’t thinking about lunch or dinner when he saw those buxom models because it has been a very very long time that those things represented food to him. So what else was my angel son thinking? Hmmmm I wonder…. Yep it starts young, very young in the male species.
So now there are TWO commercials that Jack will watch intently. First is the Verizon DSL commercial, which I have no idea why he loves that one so much (by the way, their DSL sucks). And NOW the Victoria Secret commercial. I don’t have to wonder on that one. He’s part of the male species. Enough said.
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Starting Month 12
Well today is Jack's 11 month birthday. I know I have said it before, but wow time flies. I wish I could say that today was a good day in the Jackaroo household, but I can't quite say that. For one thing, Jack has a pretty nasty cold and for that matter so do I. I was being so proud that I wasn't getting sick like everybody else in my office, but I guess I spoke too soon. I think I will blame it on Jack, it's all his fault.
So Jack was pretty grumpy today. I know he was just miserable. He couldn't breath, everytime he tried to go to sleep, he would start coughing like crazy. And on top of that he has a pretty nasty diaper rash going on. I finally got to Walmart today to pick up the Butt Paste. I am really hoping that helps.
Speaking of Walmart, they tried to pick me up for shoplifting today. I was walking out with my 3000 bags of Walmart goodies and the little alarm went off. Well I didn't even pay any attnetion to it and just kept walking out of the store. Well some pimply faced teenager comes running out after me, telling me that I have to go back into the store. I'm like what the ---- (you can fill in the blank). I had a sick and very grumpy baby who badly needed to go home and they are telling me that I have to go back in the store for shoplifting. Give me a break! So Pimple Face asks me for my receipt and I tell him its in one of the 3000 bags in the cart. I go searching through the bags and finally come up with the stupid piece of paper. He goes over the list of $120 worth of items and says "Hmm theres nothing here that should have set the alarm off" and proceeds to tell me that he has to search my bags and cross reference with the receipt! At this point I am livid and say that if he is going to take the time to do this ---- thing (again fill in the blank) then I want my $120 back. He said he can not do that. I said "what you want to search my baby's pockets?" Then he said would you like to speak with my manager? And I think to myself "Yes, finally an adult to speak to". So he calls his manager over and lo and behold his "manager" is a (ok I will be nice here) overweight Hispanic "young" woman who takes about 5 minutes to walk 10 ft. She goes through my receipt and makes the declaration I guess only "managers" can make and decides that it must of been the medicine I bought that triggered the alarm and let me go! Then she walks away (slowly) and there is no apology no nothing from either Pimple Face or his "manager". I swear if they didn't have the lowest prices on certain items, I would not go there again.
For Jack's 11 month birthday (or at least that is what I am calling it ha) we got a "baby prison" or at least that is what Jack is calling it. I call it a place I can put him so that my bathroom doesn't look like a hurricane hit it every morning. I don't think Jack likes it much, we'll see what the future will bring.
On sad news, I found out the other day that my parents are not going to make it here for Jack's first birthday as planned. My Dad is not doing very well and can't make the trip. Everybody here is very bummed about it, but hopefully if all goes well, we can make it Michigan to see Grandpa on his birthday in a couple weeks. We all hope you get better Grandpa!
So Jack was pretty grumpy today. I know he was just miserable. He couldn't breath, everytime he tried to go to sleep, he would start coughing like crazy. And on top of that he has a pretty nasty diaper rash going on. I finally got to Walmart today to pick up the Butt Paste. I am really hoping that helps.
Speaking of Walmart, they tried to pick me up for shoplifting today. I was walking out with my 3000 bags of Walmart goodies and the little alarm went off. Well I didn't even pay any attnetion to it and just kept walking out of the store. Well some pimply faced teenager comes running out after me, telling me that I have to go back into the store. I'm like what the ---- (you can fill in the blank). I had a sick and very grumpy baby who badly needed to go home and they are telling me that I have to go back in the store for shoplifting. Give me a break! So Pimple Face asks me for my receipt and I tell him its in one of the 3000 bags in the cart. I go searching through the bags and finally come up with the stupid piece of paper. He goes over the list of $120 worth of items and says "Hmm theres nothing here that should have set the alarm off" and proceeds to tell me that he has to search my bags and cross reference with the receipt! At this point I am livid and say that if he is going to take the time to do this ---- thing (again fill in the blank) then I want my $120 back. He said he can not do that. I said "what you want to search my baby's pockets?" Then he said would you like to speak with my manager? And I think to myself "Yes, finally an adult to speak to". So he calls his manager over and lo and behold his "manager" is a (ok I will be nice here) overweight Hispanic "young" woman who takes about 5 minutes to walk 10 ft. She goes through my receipt and makes the declaration I guess only "managers" can make and decides that it must of been the medicine I bought that triggered the alarm and let me go! Then she walks away (slowly) and there is no apology no nothing from either Pimple Face or his "manager". I swear if they didn't have the lowest prices on certain items, I would not go there again.
For Jack's 11 month birthday (or at least that is what I am calling it ha) we got a "baby prison" or at least that is what Jack is calling it. I call it a place I can put him so that my bathroom doesn't look like a hurricane hit it every morning. I don't think Jack likes it much, we'll see what the future will bring.
On sad news, I found out the other day that my parents are not going to make it here for Jack's first birthday as planned. My Dad is not doing very well and can't make the trip. Everybody here is very bummed about it, but hopefully if all goes well, we can make it Michigan to see Grandpa on his birthday in a couple weeks. We all hope you get better Grandpa!
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
The Game "Jack Says"
So tonight we were at dinner and Jack started pounding his high chair tray. Which prompted me to copy him, which in turn prompted him to start pounding harder. Then all of a sudden the entire family was copying Jack. He would pound his tray and we would pound the table, he would clap his hands and we would clap our hands, he would raise his arms up, well you get the point. But it actually was pretty hilarious and Jack just thought that was a hoot having his family do what he does. You probably had to be there, but trust me it was pretty funny.
Well after my long post earlier of what I had to get done today, I am sure you know how well my plans actually were pulled off. I did get to the people doing our desk and I did get to the mall to get my hair stuff (I do have priorities you know) and well I did get to Laura's school in time to pick her up at 3:45 but that is it. Nothing else. And the reason? Well that would be a 30 inch 24lb Jackaroo who was a big grumpfest and would not nap this morning. He did not go down for a nap until 11:00 and proceeded to sleep until 1:00 and we didn't get out of the house until about 2:00. I think the reason for the grumpfest is #6 tooth. He is starting to cut the 4th tooth on top which I am sure hurts really bad. But when he finally went down, I did feel like I had been involved in some type of marathon. And what did I do when he slept? Not the housework I should of done - nope, I sat and got caught up on Guiding Light. Yep I got my priorities!
Well after my long post earlier of what I had to get done today, I am sure you know how well my plans actually were pulled off. I did get to the people doing our desk and I did get to the mall to get my hair stuff (I do have priorities you know) and well I did get to Laura's school in time to pick her up at 3:45 but that is it. Nothing else. And the reason? Well that would be a 30 inch 24lb Jackaroo who was a big grumpfest and would not nap this morning. He did not go down for a nap until 11:00 and proceeded to sleep until 1:00 and we didn't get out of the house until about 2:00. I think the reason for the grumpfest is #6 tooth. He is starting to cut the 4th tooth on top which I am sure hurts really bad. But when he finally went down, I did feel like I had been involved in some type of marathon. And what did I do when he slept? Not the housework I should of done - nope, I sat and got caught up on Guiding Light. Yep I got my priorities!
Ahhh Memories
It was a year ago today that was my last day at work. I went to the doctor's for a checkup and well was told that I wasn't going back to work. In fact, I was ordered to go straight to the hospital for monitoring after the doctor's office. I remember Jim and Laura were with me at the doctor's office that time. Laura was pretty scared I think. But I was diagnosed with pre-eclampsia or toxemia (I guess it has 2 names go figure). I remember I was feeling really lousy for a couple of weeks prior to that and just thought it was pg fatigue. By that time, I was so huge, it was uncomfortable to breath let alone do much of anything else.
I was put on bedrest for the remaining of my pregnancy. And I hated it! I mean there is just so much tv you can watch while you lay on your fat and growing butt. I gained 20 lbs in that month and they still have not come off! I felt so guilty when I saw Jim come home from work and have to also do the housework. But now I look back and think man just one day of bed rest would be really great.
Flash forward a year and I am dealing with an almost-11-month-old baby who is on the go every single second until he crashes for bed. I am also dealing with a lot more at work - more responsibilities and stress. And yes, I do love my life.
I do have today off. I love my Wednesdays off. But today, I have soooo much to do and cram into one day. The list includes Walmart, taking the dog to the vet, approving the plans for a built in desk we are considering, picking up Laura from school, dropping by the mall for some of my shampoo and conditioner that is on sale. I would love to squeeze a haircut in there somewhere, but I highly doubt that I will be able to. How sad is it that I have had my hair done exactly twice since giving birth! I used to never go past 6 or 8 weeks, now i go months and months. Another thing that has changed in the past year.
But he's worth it.
I was put on bedrest for the remaining of my pregnancy. And I hated it! I mean there is just so much tv you can watch while you lay on your fat and growing butt. I gained 20 lbs in that month and they still have not come off! I felt so guilty when I saw Jim come home from work and have to also do the housework. But now I look back and think man just one day of bed rest would be really great.
Flash forward a year and I am dealing with an almost-11-month-old baby who is on the go every single second until he crashes for bed. I am also dealing with a lot more at work - more responsibilities and stress. And yes, I do love my life.
I do have today off. I love my Wednesdays off. But today, I have soooo much to do and cram into one day. The list includes Walmart, taking the dog to the vet, approving the plans for a built in desk we are considering, picking up Laura from school, dropping by the mall for some of my shampoo and conditioner that is on sale. I would love to squeeze a haircut in there somewhere, but I highly doubt that I will be able to. How sad is it that I have had my hair done exactly twice since giving birth! I used to never go past 6 or 8 weeks, now i go months and months. Another thing that has changed in the past year.
But he's worth it.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Morning Challenges
I just had to jump back on here and post about this morning and the challenges of having baby. Jack woke up this morning and was not content to just sit in crib and talk to his animals like he usually does while I get ready. I guess the animals just didn't have anything to say or he was mad at them - who knows. But instead, he was with me in the bathroom while I was drying my hair and putting myself together for the day. And what was Jack doing? Well, he had every single cabinet opened and every single thing inside said cabinet out and strewn all over the floor. Then he went to the drawers and did the same thing. By the time it was all said and done, my bathroom looked like it had been through a hurricane!
I then take my little angel out to the kitchen pop a bottle in his mouth and go back to the bathroom to pick up the damage done. And what do my eyes see when I get back to the kitchen? He is going through the doggie drawer and has pulled out everything from there. I guess bottle wasn't as interesting as the drawer?
And I used to think getting just myself up and out the door was hard?
I then take my little angel out to the kitchen pop a bottle in his mouth and go back to the bathroom to pick up the damage done. And what do my eyes see when I get back to the kitchen? He is going through the doggie drawer and has pulled out everything from there. I guess bottle wasn't as interesting as the drawer?
And I used to think getting just myself up and out the door was hard?
Just some early morning thoughts
It is Tuesday morning and still dark outside. And here I sit in my jammies with my cup of coffee at the computer. Jim has gone to work, he left about 3 hours ago! Poor guy, I just don't know how he can get up and out of the house at 2:30. I have to give him credit for that.
Well last night, we went grocery shopping since we were down to um nothing in the house to eat. I was going to say one apple, but nope I had that at lunch yesterday. And so yesterday being Jim's payday (gotta love those days) and we had money (Yay!), we went food shopping! How exciting huh? Yep that is my life these days, when grocery shopping is the exciting moment of the week. But my point in all this rambling was that geesh it is expensive. We spent $200! And there wasn't even any formula in there which as you all know is a not-s0-small fortune. No, I bought that after I got home and went onto Amazon.com and ordered 3 cans of the stuff and 1 pack of baby wipes for the low price of $84.
I was going through Jack's clothes this past weekend and piling up in the corner of his room all the clothes that no longer fit. Whenever I do this, I get kinda sad. He will no longer be that little again to fit in these clothes. Some of them, were given to me at my showers and I remember thinking how big they looked compared to the little newborn outfits. And now he is too big for them. But then I have to remind myself that he is really becoming his own little man. His personality is shining through and it is so much fun to see that happening. Right now, he really does have a good nature and tender heart and I hope that he keeps these qualities throughout his life.
Well I must end my early morning rambling session as I do hear the Jackaroo stirring. I am hoping that he will just sit in his crib for a few more minutes and talk to his animals. That is so cute to hear. He really does carry on full-blown conversations with Humphrey the Elephant and Mr. Teddy and the latest addition to the family is Mr. Doggie from Aunt Carla. Mr. Doggie also serves as a pillow. Double duty stuffed animal!
Well last night, we went grocery shopping since we were down to um nothing in the house to eat. I was going to say one apple, but nope I had that at lunch yesterday. And so yesterday being Jim's payday (gotta love those days) and we had money (Yay!), we went food shopping! How exciting huh? Yep that is my life these days, when grocery shopping is the exciting moment of the week. But my point in all this rambling was that geesh it is expensive. We spent $200! And there wasn't even any formula in there which as you all know is a not-s0-small fortune. No, I bought that after I got home and went onto Amazon.com and ordered 3 cans of the stuff and 1 pack of baby wipes for the low price of $84.
I was going through Jack's clothes this past weekend and piling up in the corner of his room all the clothes that no longer fit. Whenever I do this, I get kinda sad. He will no longer be that little again to fit in these clothes. Some of them, were given to me at my showers and I remember thinking how big they looked compared to the little newborn outfits. And now he is too big for them. But then I have to remind myself that he is really becoming his own little man. His personality is shining through and it is so much fun to see that happening. Right now, he really does have a good nature and tender heart and I hope that he keeps these qualities throughout his life.
Well I must end my early morning rambling session as I do hear the Jackaroo stirring. I am hoping that he will just sit in his crib for a few more minutes and talk to his animals. That is so cute to hear. He really does carry on full-blown conversations with Humphrey the Elephant and Mr. Teddy and the latest addition to the family is Mr. Doggie from Aunt Carla. Mr. Doggie also serves as a pillow. Double duty stuffed animal!
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