After we got off the ship in New Orleans on Saturday, we decided to try out the hotel pool. Jack in his little floaty outfit thought this pool was the greatest.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Jack has his sea legs!!!
He's walking!!! He started to take a few steps here and there when we first got on the ship, however yesterday he just took off. He can walk half the width of the ship, which now means that I can't just sit and let him play with the deck chairs. No now he is taking off and saying hello to all his adoring public. Go figure, he starts walking on a moving ship.
We are on our last day of our cruise today. We were at sea yesterday and today. It is a nice relaxing way to end the cruise - that is if you didn't have a Jackaroo with you.
Last night was formal night again and once again he was adored by all. We had another family picture taken and then we got a picture of just him. I swear I should look into getting him into modeling, the kid just stands there and poses in front of the camera! Such a little ham.
Speaking of being a little ham, he is known by everybody on the cruise. People all the time come up and say "Hi Jack". I don't even know them, but they know my kid! And boy does he eat it up and give him one of his "aren't I the sweetest little angel you have ever seen" smiles. I really need to inform these people about the real Jack.
Tomorrow we are docking back in New Orleans then we are going to drive up to see Jack's Grammy in Mississippi. Then back home on Monday. I'll probably not post again until Tuesday.
Cya Laters.
We are on our last day of our cruise today. We were at sea yesterday and today. It is a nice relaxing way to end the cruise - that is if you didn't have a Jackaroo with you.
Last night was formal night again and once again he was adored by all. We had another family picture taken and then we got a picture of just him. I swear I should look into getting him into modeling, the kid just stands there and poses in front of the camera! Such a little ham.
Speaking of being a little ham, he is known by everybody on the cruise. People all the time come up and say "Hi Jack". I don't even know them, but they know my kid! And boy does he eat it up and give him one of his "aren't I the sweetest little angel you have ever seen" smiles. I really need to inform these people about the real Jack.
Tomorrow we are docking back in New Orleans then we are going to drive up to see Jack's Grammy in Mississippi. Then back home on Monday. I'll probably not post again until Tuesday.
Cya Laters.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Holo from Costa Maya!
Well we are just now docking at Costa Maya, Mexico. We are all having a great time. I think that I finally learned how to relax yesterday for a bit. It has been a little bit tough at times with Jack and trying to schedule his naps and fun time.
Yesterday we were at Grand Cayman. It was in the mid 90's for those of you still in cold country. We went to the beach and let me tell you that Jack is SOOO much a beach baby. We sat him down in the sand and the first thing he did was take a big handful of sand and put it in his mouth. Now I would think he would not like that, but he went back for more! He loved it. We bought him some sand toys so he was having fun shoveling and digging. We then took him in the water and he took it really well. He really loved sitting at the edge and letting the waves come up over his legs. He had a really good time. Mommy got sunburnt :).
Today we are going to the beach again and seeing if he likes the Costa Maya beach as well.
Oh yeah, and 2 things I have learned on this trip. The first one is that marachino cherries don't get digested by babies. They come out whole at the other end. Who knew? (sorry if TMI).
The second thing is that giving a one-year-old chocolate (the ones they give you on your pillow at night - Jack gets one on his pillow also) at 9:00 at night is a bad bad thing. The kid was literally bouncing off the bed. Fun!
Cya laters!
Yesterday we were at Grand Cayman. It was in the mid 90's for those of you still in cold country. We went to the beach and let me tell you that Jack is SOOO much a beach baby. We sat him down in the sand and the first thing he did was take a big handful of sand and put it in his mouth. Now I would think he would not like that, but he went back for more! He loved it. We bought him some sand toys so he was having fun shoveling and digging. We then took him in the water and he took it really well. He really loved sitting at the edge and letting the waves come up over his legs. He had a really good time. Mommy got sunburnt :).
Today we are going to the beach again and seeing if he likes the Costa Maya beach as well.
Oh yeah, and 2 things I have learned on this trip. The first one is that marachino cherries don't get digested by babies. They come out whole at the other end. Who knew? (sorry if TMI).
The second thing is that giving a one-year-old chocolate (the ones they give you on your pillow at night - Jack gets one on his pillow also) at 9:00 at night is a bad bad thing. The kid was literally bouncing off the bed. Fun!
Cya laters!
Monday, April 11, 2005
Hola! from Cozumel
Hi there everybody. Another quick update as to our happenings. We are in Cozumel Mexico. It is beautiful here. This morning we went on a glass bottom boat and saw all the pretty fishies. Jack got a real kick out of that.
The water here is beautiful. It makes the diver in me want to jump in and go diving. Ahh the things that you give up when you bring your one year old on vacation with you. If he wasn't here I am pretty sure we would be scuba diving at this moment.
Jack is downstairs sleeping. He passed out in his stroller before we got back to the ship. I took a picture of him sleeping, too bad I can't upload it here.
Anyway, tomorrow we'll be in Grand Cayman. Hopefully doing the turtle farm and then going to a resort and go swimming. But then again that is all up to Jack and his mood at the time.
Oh yeah last night was the formal night on the ship. And Jack sure did have all the ladies oohhing and ahhhing over him. I have to admit that he looked very handsome. His daddy didn't look too bad either. We took pictures. Boy are we going to have a lot pics to post when I get back.
Cya laters
The water here is beautiful. It makes the diver in me want to jump in and go diving. Ahh the things that you give up when you bring your one year old on vacation with you. If he wasn't here I am pretty sure we would be scuba diving at this moment.
Jack is downstairs sleeping. He passed out in his stroller before we got back to the ship. I took a picture of him sleeping, too bad I can't upload it here.
Anyway, tomorrow we'll be in Grand Cayman. Hopefully doing the turtle farm and then going to a resort and go swimming. But then again that is all up to Jack and his mood at the time.
Oh yeah last night was the formal night on the ship. And Jack sure did have all the ladies oohhing and ahhhing over him. I have to admit that he looked very handsome. His daddy didn't look too bad either. We took pictures. Boy are we going to have a lot pics to post when I get back.
Cya laters
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Hello from the Seas....
Hello all. We are in the middle of the ocean right now. Having a good time. I have to make this a quick post because it is charging me a fortune about the same as Jack's college fund.
We arrived in New Orleans on Friday night. When we checked into the hotel, we were warned that our room was "loud" and thought how loud could it be. Ha little did we know. It sounded like our personal jazz concert in the room. So little sleep was had by none.
But we had a good time in New Orleans and now we are out at sea today. Tomorrow we are going to be in Cozumel and hope to go see some ruins. Depending of course on the Jack Jack. He has been a little trooper, but I really didn't think that having a one year on a cruise was going to be quite so difficult. He is napping right now thank goodness!
Tonight is formal night and I'll take pictures of Jack in his little formal suit. Oh so cute.
I'll try to update again in the next few days. That is if I can afford it.
Hope everybody is doing well.
Oh yeah and Happy Birthday to me! I am 38 years old today (Yikes!)
We arrived in New Orleans on Friday night. When we checked into the hotel, we were warned that our room was "loud" and thought how loud could it be. Ha little did we know. It sounded like our personal jazz concert in the room. So little sleep was had by none.
But we had a good time in New Orleans and now we are out at sea today. Tomorrow we are going to be in Cozumel and hope to go see some ruins. Depending of course on the Jack Jack. He has been a little trooper, but I really didn't think that having a one year on a cruise was going to be quite so difficult. He is napping right now thank goodness!
Tonight is formal night and I'll take pictures of Jack in his little formal suit. Oh so cute.
I'll try to update again in the next few days. That is if I can afford it.
Hope everybody is doing well.
Oh yeah and Happy Birthday to me! I am 38 years old today (Yikes!)
Thursday, April 07, 2005
The "me" Day with a little bit of laundry, packing, and cleaning thrown in
Today I am going to go get my nails done and get a pedicure. I used to get my nails done every two weeks - had a standing appt. Working for the company that makes the product for acrylic nails is a a nice side benefit - I get them done for free. But of course, this all stopped when Jack was born. Mainly because I just did not have the time for an hour and a half every two weeks. I miss it. I miss talking with Jamie (the girl who did my nails) and gossiping about the latest star breaking up, or talking about Survivor and what happened that week. Ahh the life of a childless woman. Well Jamie is now pregnant and will not be doing nails after the end of this month. I think about Jamie and I know how much her life is going to change and she doesn't even realize it yet. But she will and one day she too will look back and yearn for the childless life as I do at times. But then all I have to do is remember that big ole hug I got from Jack this morning as I sang "Good morning to you" and the yearning is gone.
Geesh, I didn't mean to go into all that. Funny how you think you are going to do just a quick blog entry when you sit down to type and all this stuff comes spewing out. Better than therapy.
Anyway, today is our last day. Today is the day I have to do everything. And what is everything you might ask? Well it starts out with getting nails put on, pedicure done, eyebrow waxing, upper lip waxing (yes I need that done grrr), picking up my formal dress from the tailors (it had to be taken in a bit), meeting the house sitter at 1:00 so that I can give her the key to the house and explain the rules, going to the grocery store to get snacks for the plane for you know who. And about 8 loads of laundry, giving the dogs a bath so that the house sitter doesn't think they stink, finish packing our 2 suitcases and garmet bag and the carry-on, cleaning the house so the sitter doesn't think that we live in filth. That's all. I'll update later as to whether all this got done.
Geesh, I didn't mean to go into all that. Funny how you think you are going to do just a quick blog entry when you sit down to type and all this stuff comes spewing out. Better than therapy.
Anyway, today is our last day. Today is the day I have to do everything. And what is everything you might ask? Well it starts out with getting nails put on, pedicure done, eyebrow waxing, upper lip waxing (yes I need that done grrr), picking up my formal dress from the tailors (it had to be taken in a bit), meeting the house sitter at 1:00 so that I can give her the key to the house and explain the rules, going to the grocery store to get snacks for the plane for you know who. And about 8 loads of laundry, giving the dogs a bath so that the house sitter doesn't think they stink, finish packing our 2 suitcases and garmet bag and the carry-on, cleaning the house so the sitter doesn't think that we live in filth. That's all. I'll update later as to whether all this got done.
Monday, April 04, 2005
Things that melt the heart...
Jack has been talking a lot more these days. Yesterday we bought him a dump truck with a whole bunch of beach/sand toys. Daddy was showing off the truck to Jack saying "vroom vroom" and the next thing out of my son's mouth is "vroom vroom". Heart melted.
He also does the rolling action to the patty cake nursery rhyme, along with the clapping of the hands. So the other day we were doing the patty cake and it got to the part about rolling and he says "rolling" while doing the hand motion. Heart melted.
When I pick him up from daycare, I realize that he has a whole social life there that doesn't include me. As we were leaving, another little boy about 2 years old says "bye Jack" and Jack waves back and says "bye". Heart melted.
The first thing he does when I pick him up at daycare is give me a big open mouth kiss and huge hug. Heart melted and just what the doctor ordered after a long day at work.
Times like these makes it all worth the sleepless nights and feeling totally miserable during the first few months of his life. And it helps gear you up for the upcoming sleepless nights that I know will happen. Heart fully melted.
He also does the rolling action to the patty cake nursery rhyme, along with the clapping of the hands. So the other day we were doing the patty cake and it got to the part about rolling and he says "rolling" while doing the hand motion. Heart melted.
When I pick him up from daycare, I realize that he has a whole social life there that doesn't include me. As we were leaving, another little boy about 2 years old says "bye Jack" and Jack waves back and says "bye". Heart melted.
The first thing he does when I pick him up at daycare is give me a big open mouth kiss and huge hug. Heart melted and just what the doctor ordered after a long day at work.
Times like these makes it all worth the sleepless nights and feeling totally miserable during the first few months of his life. And it helps gear you up for the upcoming sleepless nights that I know will happen. Heart fully melted.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
A Day at Home Depot
We had to go to Home Depot today. Today was the day that we got to order our new door to the back door. Why might you ask would we need a new door? Well you see it was like this - Jim was out trying to knock down the weeds that had grown to about 25 ft tall (well not quite but close!) and well a rock went through our sliding glass door. This happened about a month ago and thank goodness it was just the first outside pane and not the inside one or well we would of ordered the new door sooner. And it really was cool there for awhile because the pane was just shattered and it had this totally cool look to it. But then Jim (who is much smarter than I am at these things) thought that maybe it was unsafe to have a shattered pane of glass with a one year old around (not to mention the 3 animals we have). He went out there with his shop vac and sucked it all up.
But that comes back to us being at Home Depot today. We saw the door we wanted actually a few months ago, and drooled over it, dreamt about it, and basically lusted over it. But at the time, we thought we had a perfectly fine sliding glass door which happens to be the ugliest door in the world according to me. Seriously, I really don't like the door. So when the rock incident happened, I was secretly cheering because then we had the excuse to buy new door. It is a wood French Door, with 2 sidelights that can open up and let the fresh air in without having to open the door (always thinking safety). But when the really nice man named Jerry got done with figuring everything ($87 for "misc parts" puhleez) it came to $2084.00!!!! That is TWO THOUSAND EIGHTY FOUR DOLLARS!!! I love the door, but geesh! Of course the really nice man named Jerry talked me into getting a Home Depot credit card where I can save 10% and have 12 months same as cash, I guess it doesn't hurt quite as bad. But Geesh!
So while we were there, we were going through the aisles and can I just say that if there is any doubt that Jack is a boy - all that is gone now. The boy was truly in love with Home Depot. He kept saying "oooooh Wow" and pointing all over the place at all the tools. And he was practically jumping up and down with glee when we were in the power tool section. Yep his manhood is not in doubt.
But that comes back to us being at Home Depot today. We saw the door we wanted actually a few months ago, and drooled over it, dreamt about it, and basically lusted over it. But at the time, we thought we had a perfectly fine sliding glass door which happens to be the ugliest door in the world according to me. Seriously, I really don't like the door. So when the rock incident happened, I was secretly cheering because then we had the excuse to buy new door. It is a wood French Door, with 2 sidelights that can open up and let the fresh air in without having to open the door (always thinking safety). But when the really nice man named Jerry got done with figuring everything ($87 for "misc parts" puhleez) it came to $2084.00!!!! That is TWO THOUSAND EIGHTY FOUR DOLLARS!!! I love the door, but geesh! Of course the really nice man named Jerry talked me into getting a Home Depot credit card where I can save 10% and have 12 months same as cash, I guess it doesn't hurt quite as bad. But Geesh!
So while we were there, we were going through the aisles and can I just say that if there is any doubt that Jack is a boy - all that is gone now. The boy was truly in love with Home Depot. He kept saying "oooooh Wow" and pointing all over the place at all the tools. And he was practically jumping up and down with glee when we were in the power tool section. Yep his manhood is not in doubt.
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Allergies and one very grumpy boy
I blame it on Jim, really I do. Jack has inherited Jim's affinity toward allergies. Today, it was almost painful to look at Jack. His little eyes were watery, swollen, and red. He was sneezing every 10 seconds and the amount of um snot (sorry no other way to explain it) is unbelievable. He is miserable and it is all his Dad's fault. Jim is just like that. Jim can get an allergy attack and one look at him, I feel my eyes watering just from looking at him.
So anyway, in all this watery eyes and snot everywhere, Jack is like the grumpiest baby in town if not the entire county. He was semi-okay this morning when Jim was here. We were even outside walking around in the grass (no no he's not walking, he was holding onto me) and having a good time. But after Jim went to work this afternoon, he just started going downhill fast. We went on our monthly trek to Wal-Mart and he was still semi-okay. But oh my gosh when we got home, I could not make him happy. I know he is miserable and just wants to scream about it, but can I scream at the same time please? So after I dosed him up with some Benadryl at 6pm, I put him to bed. I am really hoping that Benadryl will do its magic and keep him sleeping for at least 12 hours. One good thing about the time change - one less hour to deal with Mr. Grumpy Pants. Does that make me a bad mommy?
On another note, I feel sad about the Pope dying. Even though I am not Catholic and don't even pretend to understand that religion, I feel that he was a good man and it is sad that he is no longer with us. But it was nice to hear about how he chose to die and his wishes were followed. It seems like he went in peace and really in the end that is what we all want. Death is inevitable, but to be able to do it with dignity and with peace is a blessing to both the family and the person dying.
I have been thinking a lot about this whole subject mainly because we have been notified that somebody close to us has stage 3 colon cancer. And even though this person and I have not been friends of any sort, I still feel bad. She has a young daughter and I have tried to put myself in her position and can't imagine the fear of knowing that there is a good chance that I won't see my child grow up. I guess having a child puts a new spin on life and death.
I don't know why I went into all this death and saddness. I wasn't even going to mention any of this on here. It just is something that has been weighing on my mind a lot and in a way this blog has become my journal - a very public journal.
Well I think that the boy is asleep - thank goodness. I am thinking that I am going to be doing the same very early tonight. I don't like it when Jim works nights. Night Night.
So anyway, in all this watery eyes and snot everywhere, Jack is like the grumpiest baby in town if not the entire county. He was semi-okay this morning when Jim was here. We were even outside walking around in the grass (no no he's not walking, he was holding onto me) and having a good time. But after Jim went to work this afternoon, he just started going downhill fast. We went on our monthly trek to Wal-Mart and he was still semi-okay. But oh my gosh when we got home, I could not make him happy. I know he is miserable and just wants to scream about it, but can I scream at the same time please? So after I dosed him up with some Benadryl at 6pm, I put him to bed. I am really hoping that Benadryl will do its magic and keep him sleeping for at least 12 hours. One good thing about the time change - one less hour to deal with Mr. Grumpy Pants. Does that make me a bad mommy?
On another note, I feel sad about the Pope dying. Even though I am not Catholic and don't even pretend to understand that religion, I feel that he was a good man and it is sad that he is no longer with us. But it was nice to hear about how he chose to die and his wishes were followed. It seems like he went in peace and really in the end that is what we all want. Death is inevitable, but to be able to do it with dignity and with peace is a blessing to both the family and the person dying.
I have been thinking a lot about this whole subject mainly because we have been notified that somebody close to us has stage 3 colon cancer. And even though this person and I have not been friends of any sort, I still feel bad. She has a young daughter and I have tried to put myself in her position and can't imagine the fear of knowing that there is a good chance that I won't see my child grow up. I guess having a child puts a new spin on life and death.
I don't know why I went into all this death and saddness. I wasn't even going to mention any of this on here. It just is something that has been weighing on my mind a lot and in a way this blog has become my journal - a very public journal.
Well I think that the boy is asleep - thank goodness. I am thinking that I am going to be doing the same very early tonight. I don't like it when Jim works nights. Night Night.
Friday, April 01, 2005
Finally some Easter pictures
I do realize that it has been almost a whole week since Easter and I did promise some pictures so here they are. Sorry it has been so long since an update. It has been a bit busy around here. I am trying to get everything ready to go on vacation. Next week at this time, we will be in New Orleans getting ready to get on the ship and sail sail away. Yay! I really can't wait. Although between now and then is a mass of plans and lists and things to do. I have started to pile up the stuff we want to take with us in our guest bedroom. I have my pile of clothes - mostly shorts and shirts and of course the formal dress and casual dresses. And Jim has his pile of clothes - pretty much the same thing, except scratch the dresses and insert tux. Then there is Jack's pile of clothes. Now answer me this - how is it that a boy who only stands 31 inches tall can have double the amount of clothes that I do??? I know that I have to pack more for him just because of his messy nature and well you just never know. But my goodness I just didn't realize that his clothes would take up so much room in the suitcase. Geesh! And then theres the stroller, the travel car seat, the massive amounts of diapers, wipes, lotions, creams, etc. I'll say it again - Geesh!!!! And that's why I have not been updating lately. Too. Many. Things. To. Think. About. And Do.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Happy Easter
I hope everybody has a good Easter today. We are off to church and then having the Easter dinner after with some friends. I will take pictures of Jack in his little Easter outfit and post later.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
My stubborn Non-Walker
I have a confession to make. I am jealous of those Mommies whose March babies are walking already. Some (Ben!) even walked at 8 months! I want to see my Jackaroo walk! Is that too much to ask? I know he can do it because he actually walked 3 steps at Grandma and Grandpa's house in Michigan. But we tricked him into that. And ever since then, he is onto us. If he sees another walking opportunity in his immediate future, he will sit right down on his little butt and I could swear he says "NO!".
He does cruise around the furniture and walls like an old pro. As long as he can hold onto something, he will take off like there is no tomorrow. He also will walk all around while holding my hand. But as soon as I let go, down he goes on that little rear-end of his. Yes I have the most stubborn child in the world. I know that he knows I want him to do it and therefore he is saying "I am gonna make her wait - Ha! Teach her to make me walk before I am ready". I just know that is what he is saying.
I would really like for him to be walking when we go on our cruise in 2 weeks. I would love to see him at the beach walking up to the water's edge. I know I know I just want that Kodak moment. But another reason is that the boy is heavy! He is 25 lbs and seriously, I can't carry him for too long before my back starts to give out. There is a reason why babies need to start walking at this age - to save their parent's backs!
In other news - we have the sickness crud back in our house again! Daddy has been sick for the last week - missing work and everything. I feel for him because a couple of weeks ago, I too was a slug. And then yesterday, I pick Jack up from daycare and yes he was sick also. It really was pathetic how he looked. His eyes were totally swollen and red and just plain sick looking. But just like babies, he was feeling back to his normal non-stop energetic self this morning. Oh yay!
In fact, at this moment he is trying everything in his might to shut the computer off. So I'll say by for now.
He does cruise around the furniture and walls like an old pro. As long as he can hold onto something, he will take off like there is no tomorrow. He also will walk all around while holding my hand. But as soon as I let go, down he goes on that little rear-end of his. Yes I have the most stubborn child in the world. I know that he knows I want him to do it and therefore he is saying "I am gonna make her wait - Ha! Teach her to make me walk before I am ready". I just know that is what he is saying.
I would really like for him to be walking when we go on our cruise in 2 weeks. I would love to see him at the beach walking up to the water's edge. I know I know I just want that Kodak moment. But another reason is that the boy is heavy! He is 25 lbs and seriously, I can't carry him for too long before my back starts to give out. There is a reason why babies need to start walking at this age - to save their parent's backs!
In other news - we have the sickness crud back in our house again! Daddy has been sick for the last week - missing work and everything. I feel for him because a couple of weeks ago, I too was a slug. And then yesterday, I pick Jack up from daycare and yes he was sick also. It really was pathetic how he looked. His eyes were totally swollen and red and just plain sick looking. But just like babies, he was feeling back to his normal non-stop energetic self this morning. Oh yay!
In fact, at this moment he is trying everything in his might to shut the computer off. So I'll say by for now.
Friday, March 25, 2005
4 out of 5 tests say...
There really are false positives on pregnancy tests. I don't know what happened, but 4 negative pregnancy tests later, I am convinced that I am NOT pregnant. I know what I saw on Sunday and that was a big ole fat positive pregnancy test, but as in the case with me and my fertility journey, it wound up being a confusing mess.
I still don't know what happened to this day. I am confused about the whole thing (which doesn't surprise me because anything with me and fertility has never been easy). I don't think that I have suffered a miscarriage because I have not started my period yet. But for me to be a week or two late is not unusual for me at all. I still have pg symptoms, but now I am really wondering if I am wanting to have them so bad that I have invented them in my mind. I really don't think so because they seem so real as my stomach is telling me that being away from a bathroom is not a good idea.
So who knows??? It is a mystery to me. I guess I will go see a doctor in a few days if I still feel this way. But 4 out of 5 tests say that I am not pregnant.
It was fun though for a few days thinking that it was true. It was fun throwing names out and testing them. It was fun thinking and kinda hoping that it was a girl that I could dress up. And it was fun telling family and friends that another was coming. However what was not fun was telling them that it was all a mistake probably. Next time, I will wait awhile to make sure. No shouting it to the world for a few weeks. Lesson learned.
I still don't know what happened to this day. I am confused about the whole thing (which doesn't surprise me because anything with me and fertility has never been easy). I don't think that I have suffered a miscarriage because I have not started my period yet. But for me to be a week or two late is not unusual for me at all. I still have pg symptoms, but now I am really wondering if I am wanting to have them so bad that I have invented them in my mind. I really don't think so because they seem so real as my stomach is telling me that being away from a bathroom is not a good idea.
So who knows??? It is a mystery to me. I guess I will go see a doctor in a few days if I still feel this way. But 4 out of 5 tests say that I am not pregnant.
It was fun though for a few days thinking that it was true. It was fun throwing names out and testing them. It was fun thinking and kinda hoping that it was a girl that I could dress up. And it was fun telling family and friends that another was coming. However what was not fun was telling them that it was all a mistake probably. Next time, I will wait awhile to make sure. No shouting it to the world for a few weeks. Lesson learned.
Monday, March 21, 2005
So. Many. Thoughts.
Ever since I laid eyes on my positive pregnancy test, my mind has been on this roller coaster ride. It seems so different this time than it did with Jack. Last time, I was basically in denial about the whole thing. I really couldn't believe that it had happened to me. Yes, I was insanely happy about it, but at the same time, I was in complete shock and disbelief.
This time however, I know what is ahead of me and while I am insanely happy again with the idea of bringing another baby into this world, I have so many conflicting thoughts. In the last 24 hours, my mind has run the gamut of highs and lows, total happiness to total fear.
Here are just a sampling of some of my thoughts:
1. Bedroom/bed arrangement. Does Laura get the guest bed, while Jack will probably be big enough for Laura's single bed and then the new baby moves into the crib. Jack moves into the guest bedroom. Of course if new baby is anything like Jack, he/she will not be actually sleeping in the crib for at least 5 months. In that case, I will probably be sleeping in guest bed with new baby.
2. Baby gear - we need to buy a new infant car seat. The old one was broken - one of the reasons we bought the Britax car seat. Also note to self, never buy another Evenflo car seat - they suck. Double strollers!! Oh my gosh, I am going to be one of those mothers with a double stroller!!!!
3. Car - we need to seriously think about a new car. Our current "family car" is my Rav 4 which seats 4 and only 4. Two car seats, Mommy, Daddy, and Laura = 5. The math doesn't add up.
4. Work - how do you work with 2 kids? Daycare is double, the work to get 2 kids there is double. How do you not work and still pay the mortgage? How do you stay sane if you stay home with 2 kids?
5. I just got done buying formula!
6. Double the diapers!
7. I almost got back down to pre-pg weight! But not the size - go figure.
8. I get to feel another human being growing inside me again. I love the kicking and the moving and love the bond you feel during those 9 months. The only thing good about being pregnant (well besides having an excuse not to clean out the cat box).
9. I really want to give Jack a sibling close to his age. I think it would really be good for him.
10. It could be a girl and I could dress her up in all those cute outfits I see on the "other" side of the store.
11. Oh my gosh I have to go through labor again! Hey didn't they say that epidurals could be given earlier now? Thats it, I want one within 5 minutes after checking in!
12. The instant love you feel when you hold that little baby in your arms and think its all worth it and it is all going to work out.
Yep, I have truly lost my mind!
This time however, I know what is ahead of me and while I am insanely happy again with the idea of bringing another baby into this world, I have so many conflicting thoughts. In the last 24 hours, my mind has run the gamut of highs and lows, total happiness to total fear.
Here are just a sampling of some of my thoughts:
1. Bedroom/bed arrangement. Does Laura get the guest bed, while Jack will probably be big enough for Laura's single bed and then the new baby moves into the crib. Jack moves into the guest bedroom. Of course if new baby is anything like Jack, he/she will not be actually sleeping in the crib for at least 5 months. In that case, I will probably be sleeping in guest bed with new baby.
2. Baby gear - we need to buy a new infant car seat. The old one was broken - one of the reasons we bought the Britax car seat. Also note to self, never buy another Evenflo car seat - they suck. Double strollers!! Oh my gosh, I am going to be one of those mothers with a double stroller!!!!
3. Car - we need to seriously think about a new car. Our current "family car" is my Rav 4 which seats 4 and only 4. Two car seats, Mommy, Daddy, and Laura = 5. The math doesn't add up.
4. Work - how do you work with 2 kids? Daycare is double, the work to get 2 kids there is double. How do you not work and still pay the mortgage? How do you stay sane if you stay home with 2 kids?
5. I just got done buying formula!
6. Double the diapers!
7. I almost got back down to pre-pg weight! But not the size - go figure.
8. I get to feel another human being growing inside me again. I love the kicking and the moving and love the bond you feel during those 9 months. The only thing good about being pregnant (well besides having an excuse not to clean out the cat box).
9. I really want to give Jack a sibling close to his age. I think it would really be good for him.
10. It could be a girl and I could dress her up in all those cute outfits I see on the "other" side of the store.
11. Oh my gosh I have to go through labor again! Hey didn't they say that epidurals could be given earlier now? Thats it, I want one within 5 minutes after checking in!
12. The instant love you feel when you hold that little baby in your arms and think its all worth it and it is all going to work out.
Yep, I have truly lost my mind!
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Oh yeah I remember this feeling...
I was just not feeling very well yesterday. My stomach was queasy, I felt very tired, and the sign that I knew - my boobs were sore! Yes folks, I took a pregnancy test and it turned out positive! And yes I am in complete and total shock. I was going to take a picture of the test and post it on here, but these stupid new pregnancy tests these days that say the words pregnant or not pregnant are just bad. After one hour it goes away!! Whats up with that? I wanted to show Jim when he got home and low and behold no evidence that indeed I am pregnant. I felt like "Grumpy old man" from SNL saying "In my day we just had one line or two lines and we liked it!"
I am in shock and really don't know what else to say. I am sure my future posts will be filled with just how much I hate being pregnant (and I do). I remember telling people that I just didn't know why women did it more than once. Well I am one of those women now. Go figure!
I am in shock and really don't know what else to say. I am sure my future posts will be filled with just how much I hate being pregnant (and I do). I remember telling people that I just didn't know why women did it more than once. Well I am one of those women now. Go figure!
Jack Jack Attack
I don't know if you have seen the movie The Incredibles. Well we didn't until we bought the dvd this week. And besides being a really cute, funny, smart and intelligent movie, it has a short little movie on it called "Jack Jack Attack". The movie is about this family with super powers and they have a baby named Jack Jack. I really do believe they had our Jack in mind when they wrote the script. Well in the movie, they kept saying that Jack Jack did not have super powers like the rest of the family. But the short little film added to the dvd showed what super powers he did indeed have. Jack Jack was being taken care of by a baby sitter name Kari (ahh instead of an a) and well Jack Jack's super powers came out at this time. Jack Jack could go through walls, had lasers come out of his eyes, and put himself on fire with no harm.
At the end of the day, it showed the babysitter totally haggard and the house a mess. Kinda how I feel after a day with my Jack Jack.
At the end of the day, it showed the babysitter totally haggard and the house a mess. Kinda how I feel after a day with my Jack Jack.
Friday, March 18, 2005
Where does it all go?
On Wednesday, my blessed day off, we went shopping. Daddy was also home (a rare occurance where both Mommy and Daddy have the day off together). Mommy has been feeling bad because nothing and I mean nothing in my closet fits me. I am very close (finally) to my pre-pg weight. Yahoo! But that doesn't mean anything thing, espcially pants, jeans or shorts, fit me. You see, Jack has left this spare tire on my belly that will not go away. So the few pairs of shorts I bought last summer well they are too big and the stuff from the summer before (pre-pg or early pg stuff) they are still too small. And we are going on a cruise in 2.5 weeks! This is just not acceptable.
So on Wednesday, we all went to Kohl's in hopes of finding Mommy something to wear. Daddy and Jack both are totally set for the cruise. I am going to be with the 2 best looking guys there. But me - not so much. After trying on 4 pairs of shorts - 1 fit! So after trying on literally 23 pieces of clothing, I ended up with 1 pair of shorts, 1 pair of capri pans, and about 5 shirts. Argh. I do not like this post pg body of mine at all.
So after all that strenous shopping, we were all hungry. So we went to Chili's. Me feeling oh so fat decided to go straight to their "guiltless grill" and had a "guiltless chicken sandwich". And we ordered off the kids menu a corn dog and baked apples for Jack. And let me tell you, there was not one crumb left of Jack's dinner afterwards. He ate that corndog like an old pro, or I should say devoured it. Then I fed him the apples and those were all gone. Then he had some of my black bean stuff, and something off Daddy's plate. He ate more than me! And what did he do afterwards? We went home and he proceeded to take a 2 hour nap. Gotta love those corndogs!
So on Wednesday, we all went to Kohl's in hopes of finding Mommy something to wear. Daddy and Jack both are totally set for the cruise. I am going to be with the 2 best looking guys there. But me - not so much. After trying on 4 pairs of shorts - 1 fit! So after trying on literally 23 pieces of clothing, I ended up with 1 pair of shorts, 1 pair of capri pans, and about 5 shirts. Argh. I do not like this post pg body of mine at all.
So after all that strenous shopping, we were all hungry. So we went to Chili's. Me feeling oh so fat decided to go straight to their "guiltless grill" and had a "guiltless chicken sandwich". And we ordered off the kids menu a corn dog and baked apples for Jack. And let me tell you, there was not one crumb left of Jack's dinner afterwards. He ate that corndog like an old pro, or I should say devoured it. Then I fed him the apples and those were all gone. Then he had some of my black bean stuff, and something off Daddy's plate. He ate more than me! And what did he do afterwards? We went home and he proceeded to take a 2 hour nap. Gotta love those corndogs!
Monday, March 14, 2005
He understands the opposite of No!
So tonight after I picked Jack up from daycare, I went to get him a new pair of shoes at the Nike outlet store. His Robeez shoes were really on their last legs. It didn't help that Daddy played "roll the baby down the driveway" this weekend where he skided them up and put numerous holes in the heels. It was a cute game where Jack was in his walker and we would let him roll down the hill of the driveway. Oh yeah and we did catch him at the end of the driveway, no need to call CPS on us. Jack thought it was the funnest game in the world.
So anyway, we are in the Nike store and I am trying a pair of shoes on a very wiggly and very stubborn Jack. He hates shoes and I mean hates em. So me trying a pair of confining Nikes on him is not good. So while I am struggling to get these size 4 shoes on him, he is wiggling and trying to get free. I keep saying "No Jack" and what does my angel son say? He turns around and says "Yes" right to me. I couldn't believe him! After many minutes of struggle and sweat and tears, I finally get these shoes on him and decide that they are good. I let him wear em out of the store.
So we are walking to the car and I am counting the hours until I can put my sweet angel to bed and maybe grab something alcoholic and he learns another new trick. He learns how to undo the safety belt on the stroller and is trying to stand up! So I bend down and try to buckle him back up and of course we are doing his usual struggle/screaming dance. I again say "No Jack" and again he says "Yes". Ahh the kid is trying my patience. At this point I wonder to myself how many times in a parents life, does one say "No"?
So my question is, if this is the terrible ones, what is the terrible twos going to be like? Forget that, I don't think I want to know. I think I want to be ignorant for awhile longer. Now where is that alcoholic something-or-other?
So anyway, we are in the Nike store and I am trying a pair of shoes on a very wiggly and very stubborn Jack. He hates shoes and I mean hates em. So me trying a pair of confining Nikes on him is not good. So while I am struggling to get these size 4 shoes on him, he is wiggling and trying to get free. I keep saying "No Jack" and what does my angel son say? He turns around and says "Yes" right to me. I couldn't believe him! After many minutes of struggle and sweat and tears, I finally get these shoes on him and decide that they are good. I let him wear em out of the store.
So we are walking to the car and I am counting the hours until I can put my sweet angel to bed and maybe grab something alcoholic and he learns another new trick. He learns how to undo the safety belt on the stroller and is trying to stand up! So I bend down and try to buckle him back up and of course we are doing his usual struggle/screaming dance. I again say "No Jack" and again he says "Yes". Ahh the kid is trying my patience. At this point I wonder to myself how many times in a parents life, does one say "No"?
So my question is, if this is the terrible ones, what is the terrible twos going to be like? Forget that, I don't think I want to know. I think I want to be ignorant for awhile longer. Now where is that alcoholic something-or-other?
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Bummed and sick
Yep thats my life this week. I caught the bug that had Jack so sick when we were in Michigan a couple of weeks ago. And now I totally understand why he was so cranky and didn't sleep at all. This stuff is bad, no I should say that again - it is BAD STUFF. I mean my throat hurt so much, it hurt when I breathed! My head was filled with so much green crap (I know really gross, but its true) that I literally thought it was going to explode. And sleep? Well who can do that when you can't breath and your head is exploding? So I must say this to Jack - I am sorry for trying to get you back to sleep just so that I could get some good non-head-exploding sleep. I understand now.
So because of this awful crud that has invaded my body, I was off work for 2 days this week. And that not only means that when I went back, I had a desk that was piled high of crap to do. But it also means that I have to miss the March Munchkin California Mommy Meet-Up tomorrow. I was looking forward to meeting other Mommy's from the March Munchkin onlinw board and see Jack interact with other babies his age. But nooooooo I had to get sick and miss work and now I can't miss anymore time. Boohoo yes I am bummed. And yes I am throwing myself a pity party - wanna come?
In other news, Jack has come through the sickness just fine. He is doing so many things that totally amaze me. His newest thing is that he will act out the patty cake nursery rhyme actions with me. He will clap his hands and then roll his hands. It is just the cutest thing in the world. Of course I feel bad that I have basically been a slug for the past few days and therefore not being able to mother him like I want to. But really, have you ever tried to give a 1yr old a bath and into jammies for bed all while your head is exploding and your throat hurts so bad you can't breath? Not fun.
So because of this awful crud that has invaded my body, I was off work for 2 days this week. And that not only means that when I went back, I had a desk that was piled high of crap to do. But it also means that I have to miss the March Munchkin California Mommy Meet-Up tomorrow. I was looking forward to meeting other Mommy's from the March Munchkin onlinw board and see Jack interact with other babies his age. But nooooooo I had to get sick and miss work and now I can't miss anymore time. Boohoo yes I am bummed. And yes I am throwing myself a pity party - wanna come?
In other news, Jack has come through the sickness just fine. He is doing so many things that totally amaze me. His newest thing is that he will act out the patty cake nursery rhyme actions with me. He will clap his hands and then roll his hands. It is just the cutest thing in the world. Of course I feel bad that I have basically been a slug for the past few days and therefore not being able to mother him like I want to. But really, have you ever tried to give a 1yr old a bath and into jammies for bed all while your head is exploding and your throat hurts so bad you can't breath? Not fun.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Happy Birthday Baby Boy
Today is your first birthday, only 17 more and you will be considered an adult in our society. It has been quite a year for both you and I. You have been growing and learning about your new environment. And me, I have been learning how to be your mother the best that I can be.
I will never forget when the doctor announced "there's your baby" and I knew that I could finally meet you. You didn't cry when you came out at first. You and I had been through a lot in the past 20 hours of labor and we were both tired. The nurses were worried about you not crying, but everything else was absolutely perfect about you. Then they wrapped you all up tight and handed you to me. I just remember you had your blue eyes wide open and were just taking in the whole room, as if to say "so this is the place I heard about". Then you looked right at me, and my heart melted and I was in love with you. You were just so content to lay there in my arms. But the nurses took you away for a little bit. Your father and I were both crying because our little Jackaroo was finally here with us.
You might be wondering why I call you Jackaroo. It wasn't planned or anything while you were in my tummy. When the nurses finally brought you back to me later that night, I saw you sleeping there in your basinet so peacefully and it just came out. I said "theres my little Jackaroo". And well it has stuck ever since. Probably by the time you are old enough to read this, you will hate the name. Especially since both your father and I make up silly Jackaroo songs. "Jack Jack Jackaroo roo roo Jackaroo rooo roo I love you you you, Daddy too too too, he loves you you you, Sissy too too too we love you you you Jackaroo roo roo Jackaroooooo." Daddy would say "Jackawho?" and then I would say "Jackaroo!!" Yes it may sound silly when you are older, but believe me when you were 2 or 3 months old, you used to fall asleep listening to these silly songs. Another one of your favorites is the Itsy Bitsy Spider. That could calm you down while riding in the car like no other, especially when Daddy sang it.
Speaking of Daddy, I hope that you grow up to be just like him. Your father is the most caring and loving man I have ever met. And we are both lucky to have him in our lives. He works so hard for us. Can you believe that he regularly gets up at 3:30 in the morning to go to work to provide for us? I hope that you have your fathers calming presence and moral ethical standard. And remember to treat your future wife like your father treats me and you will have a very happy wife and marriage.
You may not know this, but I have wanted you for years before I even met your father. I knew that I was destined to be YOUR mother at some point in my life. I just did not know when you would show up. As soon as I met the best possible father (your Daddy), then you showed up. For years, I was trying to have you, but it was not time for you and me to meet until I met your father.
I am so proud to be your mother. I see you growing and changing everyday into a young little man. And I hope that when you are 18 years old standing on the brink of adulthood, that you will look back and know that I was there for you every step of the journey. I want you to feel the love that I have for you and be secure that you have two parents who love you very much and will do anything for you. Because I feel if you have the knowledge and security that we are behind you every step of the way, that you will indeed accomplish greatness Baby Boy. That you will become that young man I can only dream about on this day - the day of your first bithday.
I will never forget when the doctor announced "there's your baby" and I knew that I could finally meet you. You didn't cry when you came out at first. You and I had been through a lot in the past 20 hours of labor and we were both tired. The nurses were worried about you not crying, but everything else was absolutely perfect about you. Then they wrapped you all up tight and handed you to me. I just remember you had your blue eyes wide open and were just taking in the whole room, as if to say "so this is the place I heard about". Then you looked right at me, and my heart melted and I was in love with you. You were just so content to lay there in my arms. But the nurses took you away for a little bit. Your father and I were both crying because our little Jackaroo was finally here with us.
You might be wondering why I call you Jackaroo. It wasn't planned or anything while you were in my tummy. When the nurses finally brought you back to me later that night, I saw you sleeping there in your basinet so peacefully and it just came out. I said "theres my little Jackaroo". And well it has stuck ever since. Probably by the time you are old enough to read this, you will hate the name. Especially since both your father and I make up silly Jackaroo songs. "Jack Jack Jackaroo roo roo Jackaroo rooo roo I love you you you, Daddy too too too, he loves you you you, Sissy too too too we love you you you Jackaroo roo roo Jackaroooooo." Daddy would say "Jackawho?" and then I would say "Jackaroo!!" Yes it may sound silly when you are older, but believe me when you were 2 or 3 months old, you used to fall asleep listening to these silly songs. Another one of your favorites is the Itsy Bitsy Spider. That could calm you down while riding in the car like no other, especially when Daddy sang it.
Speaking of Daddy, I hope that you grow up to be just like him. Your father is the most caring and loving man I have ever met. And we are both lucky to have him in our lives. He works so hard for us. Can you believe that he regularly gets up at 3:30 in the morning to go to work to provide for us? I hope that you have your fathers calming presence and moral ethical standard. And remember to treat your future wife like your father treats me and you will have a very happy wife and marriage.
You may not know this, but I have wanted you for years before I even met your father. I knew that I was destined to be YOUR mother at some point in my life. I just did not know when you would show up. As soon as I met the best possible father (your Daddy), then you showed up. For years, I was trying to have you, but it was not time for you and me to meet until I met your father.
I am so proud to be your mother. I see you growing and changing everyday into a young little man. And I hope that when you are 18 years old standing on the brink of adulthood, that you will look back and know that I was there for you every step of the journey. I want you to feel the love that I have for you and be secure that you have two parents who love you very much and will do anything for you. Because I feel if you have the knowledge and security that we are behind you every step of the way, that you will indeed accomplish greatness Baby Boy. That you will become that young man I can only dream about on this day - the day of your first bithday.
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