I went to Wallyworld for a few things on Friday... (of course I came out with more than I went in for) the checker says to me "I put all your things in one bag so that it would be easier with the little one" and she put the bag in the top of the cart. The sweetness is in her infant carrier in the big basket and my pocketbook and the bag are in the top basket. As I'm wheeling the cart out of the store, I go over the track that the doors slide on and something fell out of the bag and down into the bottom basket, The Sweetness didn't cry so I figured I'd get whatever it was once I got to the car. At the car, I picked up my pocketbook and the bag and I see what fell.... it was a pair of scissors!!!!! They were still sitting on her lap, but first they hit her cheek right below her right eye, about an inch away! They left two little holes and a scratch and she even had a small trail of blood down her face! She didn't cry, but I almost did! Who puts scissors in the top of a bag and then places the bag directly over a baby????? The good news is that today you can't even tell anything happened, even the little scabs are gone. Thank God the scissors didn't get her EYE! UGH! I'm sure she'll get hurt in her lifetime... but seriously I thought it wouldn't happen at 8 weeks old!
~Til next time!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
I just realized...
that you all probably think I was referring to messy diapers.
HA HA HA! Sorry for leaving that image in your head. But that was not what I meant by my previous title.
I had a much needed girls night last night. After church we went out to eat to celebrate a friends birthday. We laughed and laughed and ate food and had horrible service. The night was so much fun. I didn't get inside my house until midnight. Notice I didn't say 'get home until'. Because I was home by about 11:15pm, but sat outside w/ my friend and chatted. About everything under the sun... and then we even made up stuff. ( I kid... sorta) I was on a high after having so much fun and we were cracking each other up and I used a big word (an S.A.T. type word) and my friend looked at me and said "all I've got is poop". This put us into hysterics. I guess you could say that we were both over-tired, but I told her I was gonna use that as my blog title today and well.... I try not to lie!
Ok, here's the deal. I don't work anymore. I like not working. I haven't worked in over a year. My dr and I think that is why my high risk pregnancy was so boring. I like cooking and having a picked up house before C gets home, I like to be relaxed and not stressed, I like being able to volunteer at our church's school. ( I teach the high school boys cooking class... and I LOVE doing it!) All that being said.... I REALLY miss my old paychecks. I was reading an highly amusing blog the other day and this little nugget of info has not left my head since... the blog author makes $4k a MONTH from advertisers on her blog. How I'd LOVE to be paid to blog. I could PROMISE you that I wouldn't let a day go by without posting... unless of course I was on vacation... even then I'd try to find a way... anyway, I realize that I am not talented enough to warrant the traffic on my blog that I would need to get advertisers to pay $4k (heck, ANY amount) a month for a spot on my blog. But there must be something that I could do to work from home to bring in a few bucks a month. If you know of anything, please let me know. Oh and do NOT say that I could watch kids, b/c I'm not doing that. Sorry.
I must give honor where honor is due. C is an EXCELLENT dad. He gets up w/ The Sweetness in the middle of the night, he takes over for me when he gets home from work, he totally does his share of parenting duties. And I am totally in love with him even more for it! If you see him, give him a pat on the back and tell him he rocks!!!!
The other night we were watching a movie and C is holding The Sweetness and she starts to get just a bit fussy... totally not normal for her... C does all things that one does to get a fussy baby happy again and nothing works. I said, 'let me have her'. He handed her to me and she got content in about 3 seconds. (this type of scenario) has happened more than once) C says, 'she totally wanted you'. I just smiled. Then he says, 'how come she never wants me'? I said, 'well, I'm the mommy'. He said, 'but I'm the daddy, and she never does that for me.' I didn't know what to say, until I realized that The Sweetness will NOT go to sleep in her crib for me. She just won't. If we do our little bedtime thing and I lay her in her crib and then C and I go to our room she will make noises, then I'll go check on her, give her pacifier back, tell her she's fine, not hungry, doesn't need a diaper change and that she needs to go to sleep so that she can spend the day with a happy mommy tomorrow. I go back to bed. Then a few minutes later more noises which sometimes lead up to actual crying... I go back in and repeat the scene. Go back to bed... more noises... so I send C. He does his magic and comes back to bed and that's it. She's fine and will sleep for hours. If he puts her in her crib initially, she may make a few noises and he might go in once more after that but most of the time she goes right to sleep. Its pretty wild.
oh yeah, C told me that The Sweetness did her fussy thing for me for about 45 minutes last night and finally gave up and fell asleep. Can we all say aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww!!!!
I told him that even though he tried putting the guilt trip on me that it would not deter me from going out on any more girls nights!!! :D
~Til next time!
HA HA HA! Sorry for leaving that image in your head. But that was not what I meant by my previous title.
I had a much needed girls night last night. After church we went out to eat to celebrate a friends birthday. We laughed and laughed and ate food and had horrible service. The night was so much fun. I didn't get inside my house until midnight. Notice I didn't say 'get home until'. Because I was home by about 11:15pm, but sat outside w/ my friend and chatted. About everything under the sun... and then we even made up stuff. ( I kid... sorta) I was on a high after having so much fun and we were cracking each other up and I used a big word (an S.A.T. type word) and my friend looked at me and said "all I've got is poop". This put us into hysterics. I guess you could say that we were both over-tired, but I told her I was gonna use that as my blog title today and well.... I try not to lie!
Ok, here's the deal. I don't work anymore. I like not working. I haven't worked in over a year. My dr and I think that is why my high risk pregnancy was so boring. I like cooking and having a picked up house before C gets home, I like to be relaxed and not stressed, I like being able to volunteer at our church's school. ( I teach the high school boys cooking class... and I LOVE doing it!) All that being said.... I REALLY miss my old paychecks. I was reading an highly amusing blog the other day and this little nugget of info has not left my head since... the blog author makes $4k a MONTH from advertisers on her blog. How I'd LOVE to be paid to blog. I could PROMISE you that I wouldn't let a day go by without posting... unless of course I was on vacation... even then I'd try to find a way... anyway, I realize that I am not talented enough to warrant the traffic on my blog that I would need to get advertisers to pay $4k (heck, ANY amount) a month for a spot on my blog. But there must be something that I could do to work from home to bring in a few bucks a month. If you know of anything, please let me know. Oh and do NOT say that I could watch kids, b/c I'm not doing that. Sorry.
I must give honor where honor is due. C is an EXCELLENT dad. He gets up w/ The Sweetness in the middle of the night, he takes over for me when he gets home from work, he totally does his share of parenting duties. And I am totally in love with him even more for it! If you see him, give him a pat on the back and tell him he rocks!!!!
The other night we were watching a movie and C is holding The Sweetness and she starts to get just a bit fussy... totally not normal for her... C does all things that one does to get a fussy baby happy again and nothing works. I said, 'let me have her'. He handed her to me and she got content in about 3 seconds. (this type of scenario) has happened more than once) C says, 'she totally wanted you'. I just smiled. Then he says, 'how come she never wants me'? I said, 'well, I'm the mommy'. He said, 'but I'm the daddy, and she never does that for me.' I didn't know what to say, until I realized that The Sweetness will NOT go to sleep in her crib for me. She just won't. If we do our little bedtime thing and I lay her in her crib and then C and I go to our room she will make noises, then I'll go check on her, give her pacifier back, tell her she's fine, not hungry, doesn't need a diaper change and that she needs to go to sleep so that she can spend the day with a happy mommy tomorrow. I go back to bed. Then a few minutes later more noises which sometimes lead up to actual crying... I go back in and repeat the scene. Go back to bed... more noises... so I send C. He does his magic and comes back to bed and that's it. She's fine and will sleep for hours. If he puts her in her crib initially, she may make a few noises and he might go in once more after that but most of the time she goes right to sleep. Its pretty wild.
oh yeah, C told me that The Sweetness did her fussy thing for me for about 45 minutes last night and finally gave up and fell asleep. Can we all say aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww!!!!
I told him that even though he tried putting the guilt trip on me that it would not deter me from going out on any more girls nights!!! :D
~Til next time!
"All I've got is...
poop."
I am SO finishing this blog later... but I just had to get it out there for now.
I've got good stuff coming up people.
I am SO finishing this blog later... but I just had to get it out there for now.
I've got good stuff coming up people.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Where have I been??
and what have I been doing?
nowhere and absolutely nothing.
just hanging out on the couch w/ the sweetness and it feels GOOD!
I'll think of something to blog about over the weekend and get it up here.
In the meantime, have a great weekend everybody!!!
~Til next time.
nowhere and absolutely nothing.
just hanging out on the couch w/ the sweetness and it feels GOOD!
I'll think of something to blog about over the weekend and get it up here.
In the meantime, have a great weekend everybody!!!
~Til next time.
Monday, October 08, 2007
I walked.
Today was my first day 'out there'. I'm keeping my distance from 'the visitors', so I left The Sweetness w/ her daddy and 'them' and I went to the community center. I had my ipod, my water bottle, and my lip moisturizer. I was all set. Got the headphones on and I wasn't even 1/2 around the track when an older woman approaches me. She wants to know if I'm going to jog. I totally laughed out loud. I told her I'd just had a baby 6 weeks ago, and I'll be lucky if I can walk for 15 minutes. She proceeded to inform me that on M, W, and F we walk counterclockwise and the joggers go clockwise, then on T and TH we switch direction. OY! I didn't realize there were rules to walking. So I turned around and followed her. I'm grooving right along, working up a sweat, realizing its a bit early for walking, b/c my toe still hurts, but maybe with the right sneakers I'll be ok. Today I wasn't wearing the right sneakers. So, I'm in my own little world and the next thing I know... I was lapped! By the old lady! Who by the way is a SMOKER! I totally could smell it. So here I am at least 1/2 her age, a non smoker, who in the past I would have considered to be a bit of an athlete; nowI realize it has been a while since I've been pretty active but COME ON! She is a smoker and she's OLD! Then it happened... AGAIN... and AGAIN! This old lady lapped me three times on the track! This is why people stay fat. I was humiliated. This woman was so stinking skinny that the baggy-ness of her jeans didn't even touch and here I was trying to figure out if I should drink my water before I passed out or use it to put out the fire between my thighs! I think I rubbed off 4 layers of skin there! (Thanks, Grandma... gotta love the thighs I got from you!)
But I'm determined to go back. I have given myself a goal and I really really really want to achieve it.
We are not going to discuss 'the visit'. It has been worse than anything I could have imagined.
I thought that I was going to be emotional right after I had The Sweetness about my mom not being here. I was wrong. I'm an absolute mess b/c our 'visitors' are a constant reminder of what The Sweetness has lost too.
~Til next time.
oh, don't forget to squeeze your boobs this month. It's Breast Cancer Awareness time!
But I'm determined to go back. I have given myself a goal and I really really really want to achieve it.
We are not going to discuss 'the visit'. It has been worse than anything I could have imagined.
I thought that I was going to be emotional right after I had The Sweetness about my mom not being here. I was wrong. I'm an absolute mess b/c our 'visitors' are a constant reminder of what The Sweetness has lost too.
~Til next time.
oh, don't forget to squeeze your boobs this month. It's Breast Cancer Awareness time!
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