My little man... 9lbs of energy! He's almost 3 months old, has been rolling over since 2 months, and almost always has a smile on his face. I love this little boy!
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Just another Tuesday... or Life as Mom
My house is a disaster. There are toys everywhere, dishes in the sink, paperwork all over the counter, 3 baskets of laundry to be folded/ironed and put away and I still need to unpack the kiddos from our amazing vacation in Texas.
But I’m not cleaning. I’m taking a break. It’s been one of those days.
Let me start from the beginning. Literally.
12am- 2:30am - I’m still up waiting for Michael to come home from his night flight. I’ve cooked a delicious Texas chili, picked up the house, and scrubbed down the stove top. I decided to go to bed at 2:30 when I remembered the baby would be up soon.
3:30am - Michael comes home. I’m woken up by the dog, who wanted to go out to greet Michael, and then I hear the baby crying (I would have slept through that… bad Mom), and Michael shushing him back to sleep. Feed baby. Hubby ate out - no need for me to have cooked.
6am – Woken by a phone call. Still asleep, I hit ignore.
6:30am – Jared’s up. Imagine that. Feed him and put him back down to sleep at 7am.
7:30am, 8am, 8:15am, 8:45am, 9am, and 9:30 – I get up to put Jared’s paci back in so he doesn’t wake Michael up.
9:30am – Both kids are up… and screaming. Feed Audrey. Feed Mommy. Jared sleeps in the swing.
11am – Audrey goes down for her morning nap after throwing a huge fit, that I, frankly, didn’t want to deal with.
11:15am – Michael and I get an hour to catch up on the day/week and figure out what needs to be done
12:30pm – Audrey’s up. Screaming. Again.
1pm – I grab a 5 min shower before getting ready for Jared’s 2 month appt.
2:10pm – Jared’s appt. Made it to the hospital after listening to Jared scream the whole way (20 min). Feed him a bottle with one hand as I push my SUV stroller with the other.
Are you getting the idea yet that this is a LONG day?
2:45pm – They finally call us back. The stupid young guy doing the preliminary stuff (weight, temp, etc.) never bothers to help just tries to get out of my way as I’m holding Jared in one arm, Audrey’s whining in the stroller and the stroller is careening out of control in the other. I fill out the stupidest paperwork (2 month olds can’t do more than smile, eat and poop. Why do I need to fill out a pamphlet for him?)
3:15pm – The Dr. finally sees us (an hour after our scheduled appt. I’m expected to be on time, why can’t you?) Both kids are by now in full, blowout meltdown by now. Jared’s vomited everywhere, Audrey keeps screaming for no reason, the dr. is training someone so he’s asking stupid questions and taking f-o-r-e-v-e-r. He finishes the exam and walks out. (I can’t even say he was thorough because he had to come back in because he forgot to listen to Jared’s heart and lungs!) I lean down to correct Audrey for screaming instead of being calm and asking for help and she slaps me. But I can’t discipline right now ‘cause we’re in a public place. Awesome.
3:50pm – Jared’s starving (he wasn’t, just crying like he was). Audrey’s starving (she refused to eat her lunch earlier). And I’m actually starving since I didn’t have lunch. 3 cranky people. Off to immunizations! 3 shots. Boom done. Jared’s still screaming. (It's like ripping off a bandaid... It's gotta be done.) We grab quick snacks at the gift shop and head to the truck.
4:15pm – Audrey and Jared continue to scream the whole way home. I stop to grab some fast food to eat at home.
4:30pm – Both kids still screaming bloody murder. Audrey goes down for a nap and I feed Jared. I just endured 3 hours of nonstop screaming.
At this point I’m so tired that I take the now wide awake Jared to bed so I can nap.
6:30pm – Haven’t slept. At all. Jared was wide awake and talking. Tv was on. Eventually he fell asleep on my chest but then I really couldn’t fall asleep for fear of rolling over on him.
7:30pm – Just remembered I’m starving. I never ate lunch. My food is now stale and bad on the counter after being forgotten.
It’s just been one of those days. We all have them every now and then.
So here I am. Sitting here, eating a bowl of cereal and ranting about my day. More like bitching.
So, I don’t know how much I’m actually going to get accomplished tonight. But that’s ok. Do you know why? Because my children survived me today and I them.
Just another Tuesday.
It's so good to know that His mercies are new each morning, or hour as the case may be.
But I’m not cleaning. I’m taking a break. It’s been one of those days.
Let me start from the beginning. Literally.
12am- 2:30am - I’m still up waiting for Michael to come home from his night flight. I’ve cooked a delicious Texas chili, picked up the house, and scrubbed down the stove top. I decided to go to bed at 2:30 when I remembered the baby would be up soon.
3:30am - Michael comes home. I’m woken up by the dog, who wanted to go out to greet Michael, and then I hear the baby crying (I would have slept through that… bad Mom), and Michael shushing him back to sleep. Feed baby. Hubby ate out - no need for me to have cooked.
6am – Woken by a phone call. Still asleep, I hit ignore.
6:30am – Jared’s up. Imagine that. Feed him and put him back down to sleep at 7am.
7:30am, 8am, 8:15am, 8:45am, 9am, and 9:30 – I get up to put Jared’s paci back in so he doesn’t wake Michael up.
9:30am – Both kids are up… and screaming. Feed Audrey. Feed Mommy. Jared sleeps in the swing.
11am – Audrey goes down for her morning nap after throwing a huge fit, that I, frankly, didn’t want to deal with.
11:15am – Michael and I get an hour to catch up on the day/week and figure out what needs to be done
12:30pm – Audrey’s up. Screaming. Again.
1pm – I grab a 5 min shower before getting ready for Jared’s 2 month appt.
2:10pm – Jared’s appt. Made it to the hospital after listening to Jared scream the whole way (20 min). Feed him a bottle with one hand as I push my SUV stroller with the other.
Are you getting the idea yet that this is a LONG day?
2:45pm – They finally call us back. The stupid young guy doing the preliminary stuff (weight, temp, etc.) never bothers to help just tries to get out of my way as I’m holding Jared in one arm, Audrey’s whining in the stroller and the stroller is careening out of control in the other. I fill out the stupidest paperwork (2 month olds can’t do more than smile, eat and poop. Why do I need to fill out a pamphlet for him?)
3:15pm – The Dr. finally sees us (an hour after our scheduled appt. I’m expected to be on time, why can’t you?) Both kids are by now in full, blowout meltdown by now. Jared’s vomited everywhere, Audrey keeps screaming for no reason, the dr. is training someone so he’s asking stupid questions and taking f-o-r-e-v-e-r. He finishes the exam and walks out. (I can’t even say he was thorough because he had to come back in because he forgot to listen to Jared’s heart and lungs!) I lean down to correct Audrey for screaming instead of being calm and asking for help and she slaps me. But I can’t discipline right now ‘cause we’re in a public place. Awesome.
3:50pm – Jared’s starving (he wasn’t, just crying like he was). Audrey’s starving (she refused to eat her lunch earlier). And I’m actually starving since I didn’t have lunch. 3 cranky people. Off to immunizations! 3 shots. Boom done. Jared’s still screaming. (It's like ripping off a bandaid... It's gotta be done.) We grab quick snacks at the gift shop and head to the truck.
4:15pm – Audrey and Jared continue to scream the whole way home. I stop to grab some fast food to eat at home.
4:30pm – Both kids still screaming bloody murder. Audrey goes down for a nap and I feed Jared. I just endured 3 hours of nonstop screaming.
At this point I’m so tired that I take the now wide awake Jared to bed so I can nap.
6:30pm – Haven’t slept. At all. Jared was wide awake and talking. Tv was on. Eventually he fell asleep on my chest but then I really couldn’t fall asleep for fear of rolling over on him.
7:30pm – Just remembered I’m starving. I never ate lunch. My food is now stale and bad on the counter after being forgotten.
It’s just been one of those days. We all have them every now and then.
So here I am. Sitting here, eating a bowl of cereal and ranting about my day. More like bitching.
So, I don’t know how much I’m actually going to get accomplished tonight. But that’s ok. Do you know why? Because my children survived me today and I them.
Just another Tuesday.
It's so good to know that His mercies are new each morning, or hour as the case may be.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Day 7, 52 days left
My first week is done! And I have improved since I started!
Today I ran 1/2 mi with the jogging stroller and power walked the other 1/2 mi. What a workout! When I get home my whole body is tired from pushing that monstrous thing. But I wouldn't be able to run with out it, seeing as Michael's schedule and my exhaustion don't allow for optimum times to run by myself.
Today I ran 1/2 mi with the jogging stroller and power walked the other 1/2 mi. What a workout! When I get home my whole body is tired from pushing that monstrous thing. But I wouldn't be able to run with out it, seeing as Michael's schedule and my exhaustion don't allow for optimum times to run by myself.
By the way, this is my running stroller (above) a Croozer 535. It's a stroller, jogger, and bike trailer. I LOVE IT!!! I found this at a 2nd hand kids shop. They cost $400 and I was able to get this for $180! (The Lord must know I need to get in shape!)
I'm very excited about getting in shape, despite all the pain, sweat and tears. I have never been an "athletic" person. This is a huge change for me and I'm loving it. I haven't seen any physical changes, but it is encouraging to see improvement, nonetheless.
Society has trained me to want instant results. We're an impatient generation. I'm trying to change my perspective through working out and it's spilling over into my everyday life, the way I view my children, and the expectations I have for me, my husband, and my kids. I need to enjoy the moment. Carpe Diem! Or else life's going to pass me by and I'll be stuck wondering where the time went. Why didn't I enjoy my daughter exploring her world? Why didn't I sit and cuddle my son when he cried? These are short seasons, so I need to enjoy them while they last.
Wow. Didn't mean to get all philosophical on your ass. Eh. Nobody reads this anyways. :)
Oh! We're leaving for TX on Saturday so I may not be able to update ye old blog for 2 weeks or so. I will, however, still be running. And we booked our hotel room for the race!
This is really happening! I'm really running a race! I'm frickin' insane!
Oh well. See ya!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Happy birthday to me!
Yup it's the big 2-3. Ok, 23 isn't that big a deal. And birthdays seem so much less important to me now that I have kids.
Don't get me wrong, I love to be spoiled, eat cake, and open gifts.
It's just that birthdays have lost their splendor.
This could be because my birthday doesn't always bring good omens.
I've had 2 wonderful men pass away on my birthday, I buried my grandmother on my birthday, had a friend get in a car accident (she was, thankfully, unharmed). To say the least, I do not always look forward to my birthday.
But this year I have 2 wonderful children who love me and depend on me and an incredible husband who loves me and took the kids so I could "sleep in" a little. I have an amazing family and great friends.
To say the least, I am blessed.
So happy birthday to me!
Don't get me wrong, I love to be spoiled, eat cake, and open gifts.
It's just that birthdays have lost their splendor.
This could be because my birthday doesn't always bring good omens.
I've had 2 wonderful men pass away on my birthday, I buried my grandmother on my birthday, had a friend get in a car accident (she was, thankfully, unharmed). To say the least, I do not always look forward to my birthday.
But this year I have 2 wonderful children who love me and depend on me and an incredible husband who loves me and took the kids so I could "sleep in" a little. I have an amazing family and great friends.
To say the least, I am blessed.
So happy birthday to me!
Correction
According to America's Running Routes the block I've been running the last few days is 1 mile.
Read it: 1 mile!
My hubby has, for the last week, been telling me it was only 1/4mi. I was very depressed about this (it seemed much longer) and dissapointed in myself that I could only run 1/2 of it (so 1/8mi). In fact I ran 1/2 mile!!! Much better than I thought!
Yay me! I'm in a little better shape than I thought I was.
Just a little.
Read it: 1 mile!
My hubby has, for the last week, been telling me it was only 1/4mi. I was very depressed about this (it seemed much longer) and dissapointed in myself that I could only run 1/2 of it (so 1/8mi). In fact I ran 1/2 mile!!! Much better than I thought!
Yay me! I'm in a little better shape than I thought I was.
Just a little.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Route tracker
So here's a helpful running site:
America's Running Routes
I was able to map out 3 different 5k routes. Very helpful!
America's Running Routes
I was able to map out 3 different 5k routes. Very helpful!
Day 4 and 5
Yesterday, Monday, was day 4 and it wasn't the best workout day. After dealing with 2 cranky kids I needed to rest and recuperate during their nap... and then I tried to workout that afternoon but Audrey made it next to impossible! She wanted to be held, wanted to exercise with me (which was cute, but in the way) and then would throw a fit if I didn't do what she wanted.
TODDLERS. Gotta love them. Despite her fits I was able to get a ton of housework done! (Which helps today's situation.)
Now today is a run day but I got almost no sleep last night. Jared is going through a growth spurt (I hope) so he fed 4 times last night, rather than his normal 2. And my head was full of busy thoughts - cleaning, quilting, sewing, traveling, etc. - so it was very hard to get much sleep.
To say the least, I'm exhausted and crabby today. So Jared got a bottle (so I could have a break) and Audrey's having a Disney channel day (... a zombie day).
You gotta do what you gotta do.
Still hoping to get a run in, but I might have to wait till tonight.
Exercise, like life, isn't always convenient. That's ok. Keep marching on.
TODDLERS. Gotta love them. Despite her fits I was able to get a ton of housework done! (Which helps today's situation.)
Now today is a run day but I got almost no sleep last night. Jared is going through a growth spurt (I hope) so he fed 4 times last night, rather than his normal 2. And my head was full of busy thoughts - cleaning, quilting, sewing, traveling, etc. - so it was very hard to get much sleep.
To say the least, I'm exhausted and crabby today. So Jared got a bottle (so I could have a break) and Audrey's having a Disney channel day (... a zombie day).
You gotta do what you gotta do.
Still hoping to get a run in, but I might have to wait till tonight.
Exercise, like life, isn't always convenient. That's ok. Keep marching on.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Day of rest? Not completely...
Day 3 on my trek towards being fit and running the Warrior Dash has been pretty lazy. We played with Audrey outside in the baby pool, took a nap while the kiddos napped, and skyped my parents.
But as the night got cooler I started itching to go for a run. Ok. So not "itching". More like dreading, like when you have to get the flu shot and you know it'll hurt but it'll help you so much more than the pain.
So we packed up the kids in the double stroller and put the dog on the leash and headed out! Michael to the double wide and I took the... ehm... dog (I really can't stand that mutt and he proved yet again why). Otto tripped me up and I ended up dragging him for quite a bit of the run. Jerk.
How did I do? Better!
Turns out running with the stroller really is that much harder! By myself I ran 50% of the 1/4 mile, much more than last time! Yay me!
I know, don't roll your eyes. I should be able to run further for my age, but I can't right now. I'm working on it.
And now I'm going to lay down. I'm tired. And hungry. And sweaty. It's a good sweat, an earned sweat. ;-)
*Oh, and I did not workout yesterday like I said I would. It just didn't happen. Oh well. I'm doing my cross training tomorrow instead.
But as the night got cooler I started itching to go for a run. Ok. So not "itching". More like dreading, like when you have to get the flu shot and you know it'll hurt but it'll help you so much more than the pain.
So we packed up the kids in the double stroller and put the dog on the leash and headed out! Michael to the double wide and I took the... ehm... dog (I really can't stand that mutt and he proved yet again why). Otto tripped me up and I ended up dragging him for quite a bit of the run. Jerk.
How did I do? Better!
Turns out running with the stroller really is that much harder! By myself I ran 50% of the 1/4 mile, much more than last time! Yay me!
I know, don't roll your eyes. I should be able to run further for my age, but I can't right now. I'm working on it.
And now I'm going to lay down. I'm tired. And hungry. And sweaty. It's a good sweat, an earned sweat. ;-)
*Oh, and I did not workout yesterday like I said I would. It just didn't happen. Oh well. I'm doing my cross training tomorrow instead.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Day 2
Sitting here eating a peanut butter and honey sandwich and drinking a coke. Jared's grunting and scooting on the blanket on the floor and Audrey's napping and Michael's out for a bike ride with 2 of his friends. Life is good.
Our whole house is working on becoming a healthier house. At least we're trying!
After yesterday's "run" I felt pretty depressed about how well (rather, how terribly) I did. Until my hubby reminded me that I was pushing a double stroller! Duh! So not only am I out of shape but I'm pushing a double wide that's giving me MUCH more wind resistance and a harder workout in general.
I've decided that rather than waiting till Michael gets home to watch the kids so I can train by myself I will continue to train with the kids 2 out of 3 runs and then run the 3rd by myself.
The theory is that I'll get so used to a harder workout that when I run by myself it'll be a breeze!
We'll see how well that goes.
Today is my "easy train or cross train" day. Gonna try a workout video I got at Target almost a year ago. Fingers crossed!
Our whole house is working on becoming a healthier house. At least we're trying!
After yesterday's "run" I felt pretty depressed about how well (rather, how terribly) I did. Until my hubby reminded me that I was pushing a double stroller! Duh! So not only am I out of shape but I'm pushing a double wide that's giving me MUCH more wind resistance and a harder workout in general.
I've decided that rather than waiting till Michael gets home to watch the kids so I can train by myself I will continue to train with the kids 2 out of 3 runs and then run the 3rd by myself.
The theory is that I'll get so used to a harder workout that when I run by myself it'll be a breeze!
We'll see how well that goes.
Today is my "easy train or cross train" day. Gonna try a workout video I got at Target almost a year ago. Fingers crossed!
Friday, June 24, 2011
Warrior Dash!
August 21, 2011 I will be running the race of the century! The WARRIOR DASH!
Ok, not really the race of the century, but my first race.
It's 5k (~3.15mi) and there are roughly 10 obstacle courses mixed in it!
At the end you run through mud (AWESOME!) and jump over fire (double AWESOME!)
Basically, it's my kind of race.
And I'm really excited to get back in shape, hopefully in better shape!
Thankfully I won't be running this race alone. My sister-in-law, Kara, is my inspiration and running partner! I'll be 3 months post-partum and she'll be 5 months.
So today marks Day 1 of my training.
How did I do? I SUCKED! But I've got to start somewhere!
I'm hoping to find some encouragement as I document my progress. It'll probably be a tough road, but I need this. This is definitely a humbling experience, seeing how out of shape I'm in. I need to get my flabby a$$ in shape. It's about time!
~Katie
Day 1
20 minutes fast walking
90 degrees
8:20am - 8:40am
Ate peanut butter toast beforehand (perfect!)
Notes: Wake up earlier to take advantage of cooler weather. Set up blue tooth so I can talk and run (helps me monitor my breathing).
Ok, not really the race of the century, but my first race.
It's 5k (~3.15mi) and there are roughly 10 obstacle courses mixed in it!
At the end you run through mud (AWESOME!) and jump over fire (double AWESOME!)
Basically, it's my kind of race.
And I'm really excited to get back in shape, hopefully in better shape!
Thankfully I won't be running this race alone. My sister-in-law, Kara, is my inspiration and running partner! I'll be 3 months post-partum and she'll be 5 months.
So today marks Day 1 of my training.
How did I do? I SUCKED! But I've got to start somewhere!
I'm hoping to find some encouragement as I document my progress. It'll probably be a tough road, but I need this. This is definitely a humbling experience, seeing how out of shape I'm in. I need to get my flabby a$$ in shape. It's about time!
~Katie
Day 1
20 minutes fast walking
90 degrees
8:20am - 8:40am
Ate peanut butter toast beforehand (perfect!)
Notes: Wake up earlier to take advantage of cooler weather. Set up blue tooth so I can talk and run (helps me monitor my breathing).
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
A constant state of tiredness
Tired - weary, fatigued
I am weary. Emotionally worn out, and mentally strained.
My body is fatigued. There's really a lot to blame for my fatigue; 2nd pregnancy, this deployment, "single" mom to a toddler, and being sick or dealing with sickness in our house for the majority of the last 4 months. You name it we've had it (or still have it).
I'm sitting here at my husband's old computer (mine crashed 2 weeks ago and I've been too sick or out of town to take it in for repairs) and now his has a virus that irks me. It's always popping up with notices and warnings. My husband's truck is sitting in our driveway dead dead dead. I have 3 burned out light bulbs in my kitchen that I can't replace because I get dizzy when I climb. My dog snapped at me last night because I came too close to him while he was in his cage. I'm not sleeping and I can't take anything to help me sleep because I need to be able to protect my castle. On top of all of this the blood test on Friday showed that I'm hypoglycemic... so I need to eat all the time. I know this is a new thing 'cause I can actually feel my blood sugars drop. One more thing on my to-do list.
And now Audrey has a pretty bad cold with a runny/stuffy nose (how it can be both is beyond me), a cough, and a fever that levels out at 101.3. So she's been extra cranky on top of teething as well. I hate it when she's sick. There's nothing I can do to help besides love on her. Tonight I gave her a bath and she had the chills in the warm bath! (We snuggled in Mommy's bed afterwards and that helped.)
It's a mess over here. And it never ends. I can't assume this is the last of my problems or that any of this will end when my husband gets home... whenever that is.
But throughout all of this chaos I have been reminded of one thing over and over again: God is strongest when I am weakest. Well. I'm weak. Very weak, right now. I also know that He has given me the strength to endure what He has me going through.
Doesn't make it any easier, but at least I know I'm not alone nor will I crumble. My God shall supply all my needs, according to His riches and glory (Phil. 4:19).
So in that promise I will stand.
And I might cry too. That's okay. It's not a sign of weakness (like I've told myself all these years).
This is where I am. This is probably where I'll be for a while. And I'm okay with that. It's just a season, and one that will seem very short in retrospect.
Till next time, Ciao!
I am weary. Emotionally worn out, and mentally strained.
My body is fatigued. There's really a lot to blame for my fatigue; 2nd pregnancy, this deployment, "single" mom to a toddler, and being sick or dealing with sickness in our house for the majority of the last 4 months. You name it we've had it (or still have it).
I'm sitting here at my husband's old computer (mine crashed 2 weeks ago and I've been too sick or out of town to take it in for repairs) and now his has a virus that irks me. It's always popping up with notices and warnings. My husband's truck is sitting in our driveway dead dead dead. I have 3 burned out light bulbs in my kitchen that I can't replace because I get dizzy when I climb. My dog snapped at me last night because I came too close to him while he was in his cage. I'm not sleeping and I can't take anything to help me sleep because I need to be able to protect my castle. On top of all of this the blood test on Friday showed that I'm hypoglycemic... so I need to eat all the time. I know this is a new thing 'cause I can actually feel my blood sugars drop. One more thing on my to-do list.
And now Audrey has a pretty bad cold with a runny/stuffy nose (how it can be both is beyond me), a cough, and a fever that levels out at 101.3. So she's been extra cranky on top of teething as well. I hate it when she's sick. There's nothing I can do to help besides love on her. Tonight I gave her a bath and she had the chills in the warm bath! (We snuggled in Mommy's bed afterwards and that helped.)
It's a mess over here. And it never ends. I can't assume this is the last of my problems or that any of this will end when my husband gets home... whenever that is.
But throughout all of this chaos I have been reminded of one thing over and over again: God is strongest when I am weakest. Well. I'm weak. Very weak, right now. I also know that He has given me the strength to endure what He has me going through.
Doesn't make it any easier, but at least I know I'm not alone nor will I crumble. My God shall supply all my needs, according to His riches and glory (Phil. 4:19).
So in that promise I will stand.
And I might cry too. That's okay. It's not a sign of weakness (like I've told myself all these years).
This is where I am. This is probably where I'll be for a while. And I'm okay with that. It's just a season, and one that will seem very short in retrospect.
Till next time, Ciao!
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Getting away
I'm sitting here in my parent's den in VA. Yes, beautiful VA. Oh how I've missed you.
This deployment I've been sick 4 times... 4th time here in VA. Yup. Audrey and I are getting over a terrible bug... don't know if it's the flu... but it's bad. Poor Audrey is still fighting a terrible diaper rash with diarrhea and vomiting. And I'm working on getting my appetite back. Yuck. I hate sickness.
So for now we're spending our time recovering, being taken care of (thanks, Mom and Dad!), watching tv, and staying away from everybody to avoid spreading this stuff. Which means I've had to cancel some play dates and lunches that I was really looking forward to going to. :(
All of that being said I am having a great time relaxing. I really needed this time. I'm being taken care of. It's wonderful!
If you get to see us this trip, great! If not, I'm sorry but it's for your health that I'm staying away. I really want to see everyone, but you don't want this. It sucks.
Anyways, I hope to see everyone!
This deployment I've been sick 4 times... 4th time here in VA. Yup. Audrey and I are getting over a terrible bug... don't know if it's the flu... but it's bad. Poor Audrey is still fighting a terrible diaper rash with diarrhea and vomiting. And I'm working on getting my appetite back. Yuck. I hate sickness.
So for now we're spending our time recovering, being taken care of (thanks, Mom and Dad!), watching tv, and staying away from everybody to avoid spreading this stuff. Which means I've had to cancel some play dates and lunches that I was really looking forward to going to. :(
All of that being said I am having a great time relaxing. I really needed this time. I'm being taken care of. It's wonderful!
If you get to see us this trip, great! If not, I'm sorry but it's for your health that I'm staying away. I really want to see everyone, but you don't want this. It sucks.
Anyways, I hope to see everyone!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The end of my night
Today I am 26 weeks prego... I feel big, but I don't look it, or so I'm told. My husband hasn't seen my growing figure since he has deployed. My fun not-so-little surprise that I get to reveal this spring when he gets home. :)
We're having a BOY! I get asked all the time, "Now that you have one of each (boy and girl) are you guys done? You know, you're family is complete." I really do hate this question. Even though I'm still pregnant with #2 I hope he won't be my last kiddo. But hey, I guess 2 is the "norm". I've never been told I was normal... so why should the size of my family be "normal"?
This little man is ACTIVE. Very active. Like his sister. I'm sitting here in my rocking chair with my feet propped up, my laptop open to my facebook page, blog, and e-mail, and my tailbone out of alignment and causing me pain. Yup. My tailbone. I've never heard of a kid actually kicking out a tailbone. He never stops moving, keeping me up at night with his jumping jacks. I can't wait till Michael can feel and see him move.
I had a revelation the other day after reading a blog I visit often. This gal recently had her second son and her boys are not far apart in age (similar to my two) so I've been enjoying seeing how she's adjusting to being a mommy of two. She made a comment, and I'm paraphrasing, that it's easier to take care of her newborn outside of her body than when she was pregnant with him because she was so tired. I have thought the same thing about my little boy a dozen times, but I felt guilty that I wasn't enjoying being pregnant and that I'd regret ever thinking it. But honestly, I've been so exhausted since day 1 and he's put me in pain often enough that I truly believe life will be a little easier, though louder and busier, after he arrives.
That being said, I'm really trying to make the most of this pregnancy. It is the easiest time you ever have taking care of your child. They eat when they want to without needing help, sleep when they're tired, and they don't cry! BUT, I'm looking forward to having energy, to not cringing when I get a stab of pain, and to no longer needing my tailbone adjusted each week from an active munchkin's kicking.
Looking forward to meeting you, Little Man! In your own time and not too soon. :)
So now, I'll say goodnight. A busy mom of 2 can't get enough sleep.
We're having a BOY! I get asked all the time, "Now that you have one of each (boy and girl) are you guys done? You know, you're family is complete." I really do hate this question. Even though I'm still pregnant with #2 I hope he won't be my last kiddo. But hey, I guess 2 is the "norm". I've never been told I was normal... so why should the size of my family be "normal"?
This little man is ACTIVE. Very active. Like his sister. I'm sitting here in my rocking chair with my feet propped up, my laptop open to my facebook page, blog, and e-mail, and my tailbone out of alignment and causing me pain. Yup. My tailbone. I've never heard of a kid actually kicking out a tailbone. He never stops moving, keeping me up at night with his jumping jacks. I can't wait till Michael can feel and see him move.
I had a revelation the other day after reading a blog I visit often. This gal recently had her second son and her boys are not far apart in age (similar to my two) so I've been enjoying seeing how she's adjusting to being a mommy of two. She made a comment, and I'm paraphrasing, that it's easier to take care of her newborn outside of her body than when she was pregnant with him because she was so tired. I have thought the same thing about my little boy a dozen times, but I felt guilty that I wasn't enjoying being pregnant and that I'd regret ever thinking it. But honestly, I've been so exhausted since day 1 and he's put me in pain often enough that I truly believe life will be a little easier, though louder and busier, after he arrives.
That being said, I'm really trying to make the most of this pregnancy. It is the easiest time you ever have taking care of your child. They eat when they want to without needing help, sleep when they're tired, and they don't cry! BUT, I'm looking forward to having energy, to not cringing when I get a stab of pain, and to no longer needing my tailbone adjusted each week from an active munchkin's kicking.
Looking forward to meeting you, Little Man! In your own time and not too soon. :)
So now, I'll say goodnight. A busy mom of 2 can't get enough sleep.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Where do I start?
Wow. It's been too long since I've blogged. I have a good excuse. Well, I have an excuse, don't know how "good" it is.
Let me start with updates:
Audrey turned ONE in September!!!! My baby! That was a really fast year. Now at 17 months old she's walking/running, talking (her favorite saying, "Der oo go!" - translation: There you go!) and full to the brim with energy. She wears me out! She has 8 teeth (she gets 4 at a time... wonderful.) Audrey is a huge help to me. She puts the silverware in the basket when I do dishes, she pretends to feed me when she plays house, and she hands me things to fold when I'm doing laundry. My "big" girl. I say "big" 'cause she's no bigger than a minute. If she'd gain that last 1/2lb I could turn her car seat around, but no. My munchkin.
Michael is doing well. His paperwork is being processed to transfer into the Air Force (Yay!). We're hoping to hear what the decision is soon. And I'm so proud of him! He pins on LT Commander (or Major if he transfers to the AF) this fall!!! He's worked so hard. That being said he's currently deployed on a 4 month deployment and I look forward to getting him home safely this spring...
Just in time for BABY BOY!!!! Yup! We're expecting our newest addition early May. We are all so excited! I'm really looking forward to meeting him. It's been an interesting pregnancy. One of the signs I was pregnant (before I could confirm it) was tiredness. I blamed it on a busy toddler, not knowing my body was working overtime. And the exhaustion hasn't gone away. I know. I know. After the first trimester you're supposed to get a surge of energy. I'm still waiting for the surge. Audrey doesn't know what's going on, but I think she'll really like him. She loves babies. They'll be ~19 months apart. Should be interesting!
Baby boy is healthy and very very active... like his sister. He does jumping jacks that leave me at the brink of tears from pain. He seems to be very strong too, kicking out my tailbone on more than one occasion. Thankfully I've been seeing a chiropractor so that's helped relieve some of the pain. Yes, we're keeping his name a secret like we did with Audrey. It adds suspense ;)
And me? I'm doing well. Going crazy, but doing well. This deployment has been interesting. Some of the challenges center around disciplining Audrey, keeping the house clean, not killing the dog, and taking care of my body through this pregnancy. I've caught the flu 3 times since I've been pregnant. Wonderful. To help keep me sane I've been sewing (clothes, quilts, and scrappy projects). I love having an outlet.
Traveling has taken the form of a baby shower in CO for my wonderful sister-in-law (who's having a girl!) and an upcoming trip back to beautiful VA this weekend. My parents and sister came into town for Christmas. I loved having them here. They made December fly by! It's been a good winter.
So that's all for now. I'm really going to try to keep this ol' blog updated.
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