I joined the wide world of the web by putting my stamp on it and starting the blog. I didn't think that I would ever actually last this long! My friend, Jamie, was the one that convinced me to start the blog even though I kept telling her I had nothing to talk about.
At first my blog was pretty active with posts nearly every day. Then it started to taper a bit when Josiah was born. Heck... then I got pregnant and it got even harder for me to find the time to blog. Other things have come up during the year that has made me hesitant to really use my blog the way I had orignally intended. Sometimes I feel like I can't really write what I feel or how things really are because of certain people! But... I have gotten around that. And I think eventually I am going to just go back to the old way of thinking... Who the heck cares!!??
Hopefully in the next year I will be able to keep it up a little bit better... although I am sure it will be difficult once Abby joins our little family! So bear with me... if things get slower in the near future... blame it on the baby...
One thing I would like to do this year is possibly splurge and have someone design the graphics for my blog... I am just plain sick of the way it looks... So if anyone has any suggestions or maybe knows how to do it... Let me know!!
Anyhow... Happy Anniversary to me!
Friday, September 29, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Slacker McSlacker
Yup. That's my new name. You would think with all that happens in my life every day I would have something to write about on a more regular basis! But due to the fact that sleep is so elusive in our household and the terrible two's have descended upon us full force I tend to forget about the blog.... Oh... and I almost forgot. I am pregnant! Blame it on the preggo brain if you must.
Anyhow. I have been informed by a certain someone who chooses to remain unnamed *cough* Pete *cough*... That I should tell everyone about my birthday. Well a little while after I posted my little 'Ode to Bekah' Pete came home. Now that in itself isn't unusual... Nope... He came home bearing gifts! He had brought me a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, bought the candles to put on it.... and then bought me flowers. It definitely brightened up my birthday.... Thanks Hun!
Some other things that have been keeping me busy are baby preparations. Mainly in the form of sewing and knitting. I almost have another pair of pants knitted and so far I have five fitteds, 9 AIO's, and 6-8 misc other diapers all sewn. Today I cut out three more! I am slowly but surely making it to my first goal. I would like to have 36 newborn dipes done before the baby makes her appearance... and also 36 smalls. But I am currently running out of girly fabric.
On a happy note. I post over at Diaper Divas often and have made some friends over there. Some wonderful mama who I don't know that well sent me a huge box of fabric last week. I couldn't believe it! She sent me some hemp jersey, knit jersey, various flannels, microfleece and a few cuts of cotton woven.... Holy cow! I thought I died and went to fabric heaven! To share that much fabric with someone would be a sacrafice to me because of the money. But she selflessly gave it to me! I will never be able to thank her enough for that.
Abby is alive and well. She makes sure to let me know that about every 5 seconds! Last night while Pete and I were watching tv I looked at him funny. He asked me what... like every good husband does. I asked him how it is possible that some people can go through an entire pregnancy and not even know they are pregnant! There is no way that I could do that. All of my babies have made it common practice to pummel me from the inside out! There is no mistaken there is another life in there! Ah... well at least I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is happy and healthy as long as I can feel her. Oh... and he didn't know the answer!
As it stands today:
24wks 4ds
Have an appt next week
Still have not gained any weight (midwife is unconcerned at this time)
Abby moves non stop all the time!
Mom has become a walking bathroom zombie at night!
Anyhow. I have been informed by a certain someone who chooses to remain unnamed *cough* Pete *cough*... That I should tell everyone about my birthday. Well a little while after I posted my little 'Ode to Bekah' Pete came home. Now that in itself isn't unusual... Nope... He came home bearing gifts! He had brought me a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, bought the candles to put on it.... and then bought me flowers. It definitely brightened up my birthday.... Thanks Hun!
Some other things that have been keeping me busy are baby preparations. Mainly in the form of sewing and knitting. I almost have another pair of pants knitted and so far I have five fitteds, 9 AIO's, and 6-8 misc other diapers all sewn. Today I cut out three more! I am slowly but surely making it to my first goal. I would like to have 36 newborn dipes done before the baby makes her appearance... and also 36 smalls. But I am currently running out of girly fabric.
On a happy note. I post over at Diaper Divas often and have made some friends over there. Some wonderful mama who I don't know that well sent me a huge box of fabric last week. I couldn't believe it! She sent me some hemp jersey, knit jersey, various flannels, microfleece and a few cuts of cotton woven.... Holy cow! I thought I died and went to fabric heaven! To share that much fabric with someone would be a sacrafice to me because of the money. But she selflessly gave it to me! I will never be able to thank her enough for that.
Abby is alive and well. She makes sure to let me know that about every 5 seconds! Last night while Pete and I were watching tv I looked at him funny. He asked me what... like every good husband does. I asked him how it is possible that some people can go through an entire pregnancy and not even know they are pregnant! There is no way that I could do that. All of my babies have made it common practice to pummel me from the inside out! There is no mistaken there is another life in there! Ah... well at least I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is happy and healthy as long as I can feel her. Oh... and he didn't know the answer!
As it stands today:
24wks 4ds
Have an appt next week
Still have not gained any weight (midwife is unconcerned at this time)
Abby moves non stop all the time!
Mom has become a walking bathroom zombie at night!
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Happy Birthday to meeee!
Okay since no one really knows it's my birthday... (oh wait maybe they don't care....) I thought I would sing myself a little song...
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to mee-eeeeee
Happy Birthday to me!
I am a quarter of a century old today and I plan on making myself some chocolate cake tonight when Pete gets home from work. If no one else will make you a cake, make yourself one!!
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to mee-eeeeee
Happy Birthday to me!
I am a quarter of a century old today and I plan on making myself some chocolate cake tonight when Pete gets home from work. If no one else will make you a cake, make yourself one!!
Monday, September 11, 2006
I never had a chance to remember!
I was looking back at some of my old archives. I think it was because I was bored or needed reminders of Josiah's pregnancy... no seriously, I was looking back to see when my first post was so I would know when to write my one year anniversary post!
Anyways I ran across an old post that really cracked me up. At the time I was dead serious! I was in the middle (actually way past the middle) of my pregnancy with Josiah and was just plain sick of it! I never was one that enjoyed pregnancy.
So I look back at that now and think about how I didn't even have the chance to be reminded of my previous pregnancies or births! I just kind of "got pregnant" There was no thought involved. In fact I was totally oblivious to the fact that I was pregnant till lovely Aunt Flo never arrived. This was quite strange considering the other three times I was pregnant I just "knew". The reason I didn't have any inclination this time was because this pregnancy was completely a surprise! There was no baby fever... I never once thought about having another baby.... Never had to be reminded of anyone that I don't like being pregnant... It just happened! Ahhh!!
So now here I am, 22 weeks pregnant and really wondering how this pregnancy is going to pan out. So far I have not had any painful contractions that keep me up at night. Not that that is the only thing I usually experience. I am having my normal lion's share of bathroom breaks in the night which is quite annoying... and my back hurts just as much as it did the last time...
No... this time I have something else to contend with... A nine month who refuses to sleep... EVER.
Holy crap! I would take back pain and contractions any day to the sheer exhaustion I feel every day! It is draining enough to be pregnant. Add in Josiah. The boy who thinks that 8 hours of sleep a day is enough for a baby his age. Uh... no it is not! Our nights go something like this:
Put Josiah down in his crib. Hear him scream thirty minutes later because he realizes that someone put him down! Keep your fingers crossed that he will just go back to sleep. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. If he doesn't we go through this all again. Put to sleep, put to bed, cry thirty minutes later. If he DOES go to sleep then if we are lucky we won't hear from him for a little while. But then we have to get Emma to bed. Read a couple of books, watch a little tv with daddy (the much coveted event of the day) then off to bed with strict instructions NOT to make noise and wake up Si! Then finally... finally Pete and I are alone for the first time all day. And usually this is two hours after Josiah went to bed. So we know we have already lost two hours of potential sleep. Sometimes we get really lucky and he won't wake up till 5am... but unfortunately who wants to get up an hour before the alarm? That's rough! Actually what is worse is when he gets up at 4am and you know because of that, by the time he gets back to sleep and in his crib you won't be able to go back to bed! So there are some days that my day starts at 4am... Not right... Sometimes I am lucky and he gets up at 2am and then I can get a couple more hours of sleep before it is time to get up with Pete or until Emma gets up.
Now I know what some of you are thinking... well my kid gets up two or three times a night! I would love to only have to get up once.... Well if that is what you are thinking... go blog about it! This is my pity party.
Because then the day goes something like this. Pete leaves for work. The kids scream all morning... Emma wants juice, she wants to watch cartoons, she wants me to get Josiah 'out' of her room... And then there is Josiah. He is so incredibly tired since he didn't sleep last night, that he spends his morning on the floor fussing and playing and then fussing some more because he is so tired! Then finally lunch time comes. We eat lunch I put Emma down for her nap and feed Josiah, hopeing that he will sleep for his nap... But he usually doesn't. He is famous for his thirty minute power naps. Drink the bottle, go to sleep, lay in bed and wake up 30 minutes later much to consternation of his mother... Who has also been up since 4 am and would love a nap. But Josiah has other plans. Then Emma gets up. There is no hope left for Josiah's nap and we just count the time till daddy comes home and we can all go to bed again.
How sad does my life sound?? Isn't it pathetic how it all surrounds sleep???
My only hope is that this baby will be different... the proverbial perfect third baby... Until then I really hope this old pregnant mare can get 40 winks....
Anyways I ran across an old post that really cracked me up. At the time I was dead serious! I was in the middle (actually way past the middle) of my pregnancy with Josiah and was just plain sick of it! I never was one that enjoyed pregnancy.
So I look back at that now and think about how I didn't even have the chance to be reminded of my previous pregnancies or births! I just kind of "got pregnant" There was no thought involved. In fact I was totally oblivious to the fact that I was pregnant till lovely Aunt Flo never arrived. This was quite strange considering the other three times I was pregnant I just "knew". The reason I didn't have any inclination this time was because this pregnancy was completely a surprise! There was no baby fever... I never once thought about having another baby.... Never had to be reminded of anyone that I don't like being pregnant... It just happened! Ahhh!!
So now here I am, 22 weeks pregnant and really wondering how this pregnancy is going to pan out. So far I have not had any painful contractions that keep me up at night. Not that that is the only thing I usually experience. I am having my normal lion's share of bathroom breaks in the night which is quite annoying... and my back hurts just as much as it did the last time...
No... this time I have something else to contend with... A nine month who refuses to sleep... EVER.
Holy crap! I would take back pain and contractions any day to the sheer exhaustion I feel every day! It is draining enough to be pregnant. Add in Josiah. The boy who thinks that 8 hours of sleep a day is enough for a baby his age. Uh... no it is not! Our nights go something like this:
Put Josiah down in his crib. Hear him scream thirty minutes later because he realizes that someone put him down! Keep your fingers crossed that he will just go back to sleep. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. If he doesn't we go through this all again. Put to sleep, put to bed, cry thirty minutes later. If he DOES go to sleep then if we are lucky we won't hear from him for a little while. But then we have to get Emma to bed. Read a couple of books, watch a little tv with daddy (the much coveted event of the day) then off to bed with strict instructions NOT to make noise and wake up Si! Then finally... finally Pete and I are alone for the first time all day. And usually this is two hours after Josiah went to bed. So we know we have already lost two hours of potential sleep. Sometimes we get really lucky and he won't wake up till 5am... but unfortunately who wants to get up an hour before the alarm? That's rough! Actually what is worse is when he gets up at 4am and you know because of that, by the time he gets back to sleep and in his crib you won't be able to go back to bed! So there are some days that my day starts at 4am... Not right... Sometimes I am lucky and he gets up at 2am and then I can get a couple more hours of sleep before it is time to get up with Pete or until Emma gets up.
Now I know what some of you are thinking... well my kid gets up two or three times a night! I would love to only have to get up once.... Well if that is what you are thinking... go blog about it! This is my pity party.
Because then the day goes something like this. Pete leaves for work. The kids scream all morning... Emma wants juice, she wants to watch cartoons, she wants me to get Josiah 'out' of her room... And then there is Josiah. He is so incredibly tired since he didn't sleep last night, that he spends his morning on the floor fussing and playing and then fussing some more because he is so tired! Then finally lunch time comes. We eat lunch I put Emma down for her nap and feed Josiah, hopeing that he will sleep for his nap... But he usually doesn't. He is famous for his thirty minute power naps. Drink the bottle, go to sleep, lay in bed and wake up 30 minutes later much to consternation of his mother... Who has also been up since 4 am and would love a nap. But Josiah has other plans. Then Emma gets up. There is no hope left for Josiah's nap and we just count the time till daddy comes home and we can all go to bed again.
How sad does my life sound?? Isn't it pathetic how it all surrounds sleep???
My only hope is that this baby will be different... the proverbial perfect third baby... Until then I really hope this old pregnant mare can get 40 winks....
Friday, September 01, 2006
No rest for the weary
I think I may have found one of the worst downfalls of motherhood today.
Being sick and not being able to "be" sick...
You mom's know how it is! You wake up sicker than a dog but the kids are still in need of your care and hubby has to go to work. And it wouldn't be fair to ask someone to come watch the kids because who wants to enter a house full of germs! I have been lucky thus far, to not be sick that often since having kids. I do remember one time when Emma was only a few months old that I got pretty sick and my parents came and took her for me. The time I remember after that was almost 2 years later just this past January about a month after Josiah was born. But at the time I could take some good old Tylenol Cold and feel at least functional enough to take care of the kids! I hardly ever get sick! Why today? Couldn't it have waited one more day for the weekend??
But now... I am pregnant... I can't take anything "good"! So here I lay on the couch with my laptop, a pounding headache, stopped up nose, scratchy throat, achey and wondering why Josiah can't sleep in his crib during the day. He sleeps there all night long by himself. But during the day?? Heck no! I desperately wanted to snooze while Emma watched Seasame Street this morning. So I put him to bed after his bottle. He last all of about five minutes in there.
It just isn't fair!!
Five o'clock just can't come fast enough today!!!
Being sick and not being able to "be" sick...
You mom's know how it is! You wake up sicker than a dog but the kids are still in need of your care and hubby has to go to work. And it wouldn't be fair to ask someone to come watch the kids because who wants to enter a house full of germs! I have been lucky thus far, to not be sick that often since having kids. I do remember one time when Emma was only a few months old that I got pretty sick and my parents came and took her for me. The time I remember after that was almost 2 years later just this past January about a month after Josiah was born. But at the time I could take some good old Tylenol Cold and feel at least functional enough to take care of the kids! I hardly ever get sick! Why today? Couldn't it have waited one more day for the weekend??
But now... I am pregnant... I can't take anything "good"! So here I lay on the couch with my laptop, a pounding headache, stopped up nose, scratchy throat, achey and wondering why Josiah can't sleep in his crib during the day. He sleeps there all night long by himself. But during the day?? Heck no! I desperately wanted to snooze while Emma watched Seasame Street this morning. So I put him to bed after his bottle. He last all of about five minutes in there.
It just isn't fair!!
Five o'clock just can't come fast enough today!!!
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