Days that is, until baby girl's due date! Which means we are getting tantalizingly close! I am guessing we'll meet her somewhere between 2 and 3 months from now. James and I actually have a little bet going, I am betting April, and James is betting May. So I told him if she comes in May I would buy him his new gun :) He wants a glock 1911 26 (he would be so proud of me for remembering that) So if baby girl comes in May, not only will we avoid the dreaded NICU, but we will have another gun to add to the collection :) My doctor has actually changed my appointments to every 3 weeks, and probably after my appointment next week I'll go to every 2 weeks.... And I am about to take the diabetes test, yuck. I'll have to go on a Saturday so I can have James watch Thomas, since last time I spent most of the hour in the bathroom trying to keep that nasty orange stuff in my stomach.
Thomas is eating so well these days, it warms my heart. I love that he eats now, it was a fight for a while. Every morning he eats 2 blueberry Eggo waffles. I should probably add butter or something to them, but then I can't let him eat them by himself without having massive cleanup... So he eats them dry. But, he eats them, every single bite. I've tried giving him more, and it doesn't ever end up eaten, so we stick with just 2. He also is starting to show signs of being ready to potty train.This morning he came to me and grabbed his diaper, and said "poop" and then started to poop. I know to anyone else in the world that would be a little gross, but I was so proud! I clapped and cheered and he got really excited... Anyhow, he at least knows what the word poop means....
So, new topic, I'm trying to upload a video of Thomas playing fruit ninja, he watched James play it, and then he decided he wanted to. He's pretty good (he won't break any records anytime soon, but it's fun) Fingers crossed it works!
James has his interview tomorrow, I'll keep you updated!
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Changes are a'comin!
James has a job interview next Thursday. Its still at Nuskin (which would be nice, no transition) it is in the something or other department... I really don't remember, quality control maybe? Either way he would work from 7am-3pm. Which would be awesome since we've decided he is going to the Police Academy in the fall which is M-F 5:30pm-9:30pm (gross, right?). Then we could stay with our same health insurance plan and he could do the classes he needs, and I would actually have him home for a little while in between :) So, fingers crossed and lots of prayers that he gets it.
He also got a little bonus at work too, just a year end type thing. We decided since everything else has been to save, or pay bills, or put aside for when the van dies (we think it's coming, she has been struggling lately) we would spend a little of this on fun stuff. Well, James wants a shot gun, a rifle scope, a glock 26 (don't ask, I have no idea) and a few other guns, I have decided I want to buy Lorelai I blessing gown. They are so expensive I was thinking I may just have to make one (which was such a success when I made Thomas's blessing outfit, not) and I almost cried thinking that my baby wouldn't have a blessing dress (not a big deal, I know, but I'm pregnant, I cry all the time for no reason) So I went online shopping. And let me tell you, it's insane!! Who knew blessing gowns could cost $400, not me! I found the perfect one, only $90 (still a lot, I know) and I am stoked, James really likes it too, so now I just have to order it! Here's the link:
http://www.onesmallchild.com/products/Lucy-Christening-Gown.html
It is techincally a christening gown, but who cares (that I am not even sure what Christening is, so what does it matter?) It brings me a lot of joy!
And Thomas just woke up from his nap... Gotta go!
He also got a little bonus at work too, just a year end type thing. We decided since everything else has been to save, or pay bills, or put aside for when the van dies (we think it's coming, she has been struggling lately) we would spend a little of this on fun stuff. Well, James wants a shot gun, a rifle scope, a glock 26 (don't ask, I have no idea) and a few other guns, I have decided I want to buy Lorelai I blessing gown. They are so expensive I was thinking I may just have to make one (which was such a success when I made Thomas's blessing outfit, not) and I almost cried thinking that my baby wouldn't have a blessing dress (not a big deal, I know, but I'm pregnant, I cry all the time for no reason) So I went online shopping. And let me tell you, it's insane!! Who knew blessing gowns could cost $400, not me! I found the perfect one, only $90 (still a lot, I know) and I am stoked, James really likes it too, so now I just have to order it! Here's the link:
http://www.onesmallchild.com/products/Lucy-Christening-Gown.html
It is techincally a christening gown, but who cares (that I am not even sure what Christening is, so what does it matter?) It brings me a lot of joy!
And Thomas just woke up from his nap... Gotta go!
Friday, February 3, 2012
309 times in a row, that's got to be a record!
If you can tell me what that quote is from I will buy you ice cream. I'm serious. I totally copied the movie quote title idea from Brittany, thanks for the inspiration :) I never know what to title my blogs because all I ever do is ramble on and there is never really a theme to name it by... Maybe I should use a theme tonight....
I got nothing.
Thomas has been asleep for the past 2 1/2 hours, and this is his second nap, the first one I had to wake him after 2 1/2 hours because I had a dr appt. I'm a little worried, not gonna lie. He hasn't been eating great lately, so much so that I just texted James and said "Maybe we should get him a cheeseburger, he loves those" I have tried everything. He even refuses ice cream. He ate 3 bites and was done. Apples, no. Chicken, no. Bread, no. Waffles, no. Pedia sure, no. Oranges, no. Toaster struddle, no. Eggs, no. Toast, no. PBJ, no. Mac and cheese, no. Hot dogs, no. French Fries, no. Chicken wings, no. Cookies, no. Goldfish, no. Mashed potatoes, no. Lemon Cake, no. Fruit smoothie, no. Candy cane (thanks Grandma), no. Pasta, no. He did eat a few bites of my mom's salad at olive garden, and then gave up on that too. I'm out of ideas. The doctor says to make sure he's hydrated, and keep offering food, but it's been days now... Its not like he's a big kid to start with. We were excited to even be in the growth percentiles at his most recent visit. Now, he's stopped eating. I am seriously about to get in the car and get him a cheese burger. If he stops drinking apple juice, I don't know what I'll do.
I feel like I complain a lot in this blog... sorry bout that.
Last night we watched ground hogs day, and it makes me smile everytime. Partially cause it's funny, and partially cause James' family could mute the movie and still quote the entire thing. It's really fun :) I have only been part of the groundhog day party for 4 years (that's actually the first time I meet the Harris's, was 4 years ago yesterday) so I can't quite stand in with the big boys, as they say, but I try :) James feeds me quotes and I act like I knew them myself :) He's a great husband!
I got nothing.
Thomas has been asleep for the past 2 1/2 hours, and this is his second nap, the first one I had to wake him after 2 1/2 hours because I had a dr appt. I'm a little worried, not gonna lie. He hasn't been eating great lately, so much so that I just texted James and said "Maybe we should get him a cheeseburger, he loves those" I have tried everything. He even refuses ice cream. He ate 3 bites and was done. Apples, no. Chicken, no. Bread, no. Waffles, no. Pedia sure, no. Oranges, no. Toaster struddle, no. Eggs, no. Toast, no. PBJ, no. Mac and cheese, no. Hot dogs, no. French Fries, no. Chicken wings, no. Cookies, no. Goldfish, no. Mashed potatoes, no. Lemon Cake, no. Fruit smoothie, no. Candy cane (thanks Grandma), no. Pasta, no. He did eat a few bites of my mom's salad at olive garden, and then gave up on that too. I'm out of ideas. The doctor says to make sure he's hydrated, and keep offering food, but it's been days now... Its not like he's a big kid to start with. We were excited to even be in the growth percentiles at his most recent visit. Now, he's stopped eating. I am seriously about to get in the car and get him a cheese burger. If he stops drinking apple juice, I don't know what I'll do.
I feel like I complain a lot in this blog... sorry bout that.
Last night we watched ground hogs day, and it makes me smile everytime. Partially cause it's funny, and partially cause James' family could mute the movie and still quote the entire thing. It's really fun :) I have only been part of the groundhog day party for 4 years (that's actually the first time I meet the Harris's, was 4 years ago yesterday) so I can't quite stand in with the big boys, as they say, but I try :) James feeds me quotes and I act like I knew them myself :) He's a great husband!
Monday, January 23, 2012
Rutabaga
I think that's a funny word, I had to look up how to spell it, and I've never eaten one, but its a funny word.
I am on partial bedrest, which basically means no intense exercise, no heavy lifting (other than my 20lb toddler) not a lot of walking, no running, and spending a lot of time sitting or resting. That may sound easy, or nice, trust me, it's not. It's annoying. Chasing around Thomas is hard enough, but sitting on the couch and trying to get him to come to me when he's crying, or trying to explain to him why I can't pick him up all the time is not fun or easy. Lorelai is just fine, she is growing like crazy , already weighs more than a pound (or so says the ultrasound tech in the ER) and moving like nuts. She's really strong, and her due date was actually pushed up a week, so we are 23 weeks rather than 22... The bedrest (only partial!) is for me. This pregnancy has been much harder on me than my first one was. I have currently only lost weight, I am now almost 10lbs below pre pregnancy weight, and I contract ALOT. If I am standing, or moving, or doing anything other than laying or sitting, I am contracting. Thankfully the contractions aren't causing preterm labor, so that's good. However, they are uber annoying.
Okay, now that I have complained for a while, I shall cease and talk about happy things. Like my adorable son, who is saying so many words now. Words I don't think I have taught him. I have worked hard to teach him the parts of his body, and bear, and ball, and dog, and other stuff like that. But the other day he brought me a book, and said "book" and he went to his bedroom door and asked me to open it by saying "door". He just picks up on words, which probably means I should get my road rage under control, otherwise Thomas is going to think something in the van is named "Stupid"...
James only has two classes this semester, and I am so glad! He is picking up all the slack at home, doing all the laundy, and dishes, and always taking care of Thomas, he's pretty much a saint, I don't know what I'd do without him!
I am on partial bedrest, which basically means no intense exercise, no heavy lifting (other than my 20lb toddler) not a lot of walking, no running, and spending a lot of time sitting or resting. That may sound easy, or nice, trust me, it's not. It's annoying. Chasing around Thomas is hard enough, but sitting on the couch and trying to get him to come to me when he's crying, or trying to explain to him why I can't pick him up all the time is not fun or easy. Lorelai is just fine, she is growing like crazy , already weighs more than a pound (or so says the ultrasound tech in the ER) and moving like nuts. She's really strong, and her due date was actually pushed up a week, so we are 23 weeks rather than 22... The bedrest (only partial!) is for me. This pregnancy has been much harder on me than my first one was. I have currently only lost weight, I am now almost 10lbs below pre pregnancy weight, and I contract ALOT. If I am standing, or moving, or doing anything other than laying or sitting, I am contracting. Thankfully the contractions aren't causing preterm labor, so that's good. However, they are uber annoying.
Okay, now that I have complained for a while, I shall cease and talk about happy things. Like my adorable son, who is saying so many words now. Words I don't think I have taught him. I have worked hard to teach him the parts of his body, and bear, and ball, and dog, and other stuff like that. But the other day he brought me a book, and said "book" and he went to his bedroom door and asked me to open it by saying "door". He just picks up on words, which probably means I should get my road rage under control, otherwise Thomas is going to think something in the van is named "Stupid"...
James only has two classes this semester, and I am so glad! He is picking up all the slack at home, doing all the laundy, and dishes, and always taking care of Thomas, he's pretty much a saint, I don't know what I'd do without him!
Friday, January 20, 2012
The Haps
Thomas says please now all the time, if he ever wants something, or wants me to do something, he rubs his belly and says peazzz. It's the most adorable thing I have ever seen, and I pretty much cave to whatever it is he is asking me. Perhaps that's not the best parenting style, but I really want to encourage him to say please.. where is that happy medium between teaching him that please is what you say when asking for something, and that I will not always give him whatever he wants whenever he wants. That is my parenting condundrum at the moment. That and I wish I hadn't taught him to blow kisses cause now it's interfering with his sign language thank you that we are working on...
He has an amazing sense of rythm, he gets it from his father, and I love watching the two of them dance. When I dance it's more of a "move my weight from one foot to the other and snap, or clap a little so I seem like I have some idea of what I'm doing" with Thomas it's totaly natural, he gets the beat and he moves his little butt, his legs, his arms, and his head all in sync and perfectly to the music. I am jealous of my 16 month old's dancing skills....
I went to the hospital twice this week, so that makes it 4 times in the past two months, which is insane. That's quadruple the amount I had previously in the past 4 years. This pregnancy has been much harder than Thomas was, many more pains, more contractions, more sickness, more tired-ness. And I can't help but wonder if perhaps I am just more whiney this time. Maybe I'm just a bigger sissy now, being a mom has made me a big baby. Who knows? But I do know that I find it utterly annoying that I never feel great. James and I tried to go shopping, and after one store I had to sit down and get some water because I got dizzy and lightheaded. What is this? My sweet doctor is doing all she can, and she does a very good job of not making me feel like a whiney annoying possibly hypocondriac pregnant woman. I feel like I always need to say "I'm not making this up, I really am in pain" James is pretty great too, very understanding, always there to help me and get me what I need.
We are watching You've Got Mail, and it's the end when she cries and says "I wanted it to be you" and it made me happy, I just love that movie!
While at the hopsital they did an ultrasound to check everything and make sure all was well with baby Lorelai (she's great, it's just me having issues) and we actually got a chance to see our sweet girl. When we did out other ultrasound the woman was all about get in, get out, and go away. We barely saw her, and Thomas was being bad so James missed it all. This time we got a good 20 minutes of the guy saying "Look, this is her arm, her heart, oh look at that cute face!" And then after I called her a girl the tech said "Wait, they told you it was a girl?!" And my heart stopped, and I said "What? Are you kidding me?" cause I was so prepared for a girl, and in the interest of full disclosure, I was on some serious pain meds, so Iwas totaly not all there, and the guy looks at me and says "Yes, I'm kidding, it's a girl!" Long story short, it's still Lorelai in there, confirmed now for the 3rd time :) This ultrasound was really good too, we could see more than just bones and her basic structure, we got to see her ears, and her cute little bottom, it was a lot of fun. Of course at this point I was totaly drugged, so I had forgotten about the previous pain I was in. It was better that way. And now I'm pretty sure I'm babbling, it's been a long week, and I think I am still a little drugged, Thomas is crying and I'm going to go :) Sorry if this post is everywhere and off the wall, but that's what I am right now...
He has an amazing sense of rythm, he gets it from his father, and I love watching the two of them dance. When I dance it's more of a "move my weight from one foot to the other and snap, or clap a little so I seem like I have some idea of what I'm doing" with Thomas it's totaly natural, he gets the beat and he moves his little butt, his legs, his arms, and his head all in sync and perfectly to the music. I am jealous of my 16 month old's dancing skills....
I went to the hospital twice this week, so that makes it 4 times in the past two months, which is insane. That's quadruple the amount I had previously in the past 4 years. This pregnancy has been much harder than Thomas was, many more pains, more contractions, more sickness, more tired-ness. And I can't help but wonder if perhaps I am just more whiney this time. Maybe I'm just a bigger sissy now, being a mom has made me a big baby. Who knows? But I do know that I find it utterly annoying that I never feel great. James and I tried to go shopping, and after one store I had to sit down and get some water because I got dizzy and lightheaded. What is this? My sweet doctor is doing all she can, and she does a very good job of not making me feel like a whiney annoying possibly hypocondriac pregnant woman. I feel like I always need to say "I'm not making this up, I really am in pain" James is pretty great too, very understanding, always there to help me and get me what I need.
We are watching You've Got Mail, and it's the end when she cries and says "I wanted it to be you" and it made me happy, I just love that movie!
While at the hopsital they did an ultrasound to check everything and make sure all was well with baby Lorelai (she's great, it's just me having issues) and we actually got a chance to see our sweet girl. When we did out other ultrasound the woman was all about get in, get out, and go away. We barely saw her, and Thomas was being bad so James missed it all. This time we got a good 20 minutes of the guy saying "Look, this is her arm, her heart, oh look at that cute face!" And then after I called her a girl the tech said "Wait, they told you it was a girl?!" And my heart stopped, and I said "What? Are you kidding me?" cause I was so prepared for a girl, and in the interest of full disclosure, I was on some serious pain meds, so Iwas totaly not all there, and the guy looks at me and says "Yes, I'm kidding, it's a girl!" Long story short, it's still Lorelai in there, confirmed now for the 3rd time :) This ultrasound was really good too, we could see more than just bones and her basic structure, we got to see her ears, and her cute little bottom, it was a lot of fun. Of course at this point I was totaly drugged, so I had forgotten about the previous pain I was in. It was better that way. And now I'm pretty sure I'm babbling, it's been a long week, and I think I am still a little drugged, Thomas is crying and I'm going to go :) Sorry if this post is everywhere and off the wall, but that's what I am right now...
Friday, January 13, 2012
Shots
Thomas had his shots on Saturday, and the poor kid did so well. He cried of course, but he just cuddled with James and I the rest of the day. We felt so bad that we took him to Jamba Juice after and got him his own :) He has been really sore every since, I have been giving him meds and if I'm even just a little late then he gets so sad and just holds on to me and cries. I HATE IT! But at least he won't have to have anymore shots for a while.
I am starting my last semester of school tomorrow, and I am excited. It's finally almost over! It's going to be so nice to just be a mom and wife. I can help James with his school and focus on my kids, I am so glad! It will be nice someday when we are done with College and aren't students anymore, then our kids will be students and the cycle will continue!
I am starting my last semester of school tomorrow, and I am excited. It's finally almost over! It's going to be so nice to just be a mom and wife. I can help James with his school and focus on my kids, I am so glad! It will be nice someday when we are done with College and aren't students anymore, then our kids will be students and the cycle will continue!
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Snow and Kisses
It snowed!! Maybe it was just a tiny bit, but still, it snowed! I love it so much! I have missed having snow this year, we made it through all of December with no snow, none. What is that? It's Utah, aren't we supposed to be ski central? You can't ski if there is no snow! Not that I will be skiing anytime, I have bad enough balance when I don't have a nice baby belly going on, I would probably die. Speaking of the baby belly, with Thomas I carried really low, he sat below my belly button for most of the time, and I felt like I had a cute little baby belly, this time, I am carrying much higher, so I feel like I have a gut of fat, rather than a sweet baby girl... It's probably just my pregancy self conciousness :) I have actually only lost weight this pregnancy. I am 20 weeks today, and I had an appointment yesterday, and I lost weight from my 16 week appointment, probably from being so sick, but what can I do? I eat, oh trust me, I eat. And I eat whatever I want, whenever I want. But I'm still not gaining, my belly is growing like crazy, and I am getting smaller in other places. My arms and legs are both smaller, which is making my clothes fit funny.. They fit my belly now, but my legs are always loose, its kind of annoying.
Thomas give kisses now, mostly he half opens his mouth, and puts it against you. On occasion he will stick his tounge out while kissing you, that's fun. This morning James was heading out to class (on Saturday, yeah, that sucks) and he had on his scarf to ride the scooter, and Thomas reached out for James to pick him up, and then Thomas moved his scarf and kissed James's cheek, so adorable! Thomas will also hug the baby, it's really sweet. He is going to have a bit of a hard time adjusting to the baby being outside me I think, now whenever we talk about a baby, he goes to my belly. And when he sees a baby, or a dog on TV, he gets really excited, yells "BABY!" or "DOG!" and starts dancing, so cute! Maybe I should find a TV show that is about babies who play with dogs, any ideas?
Thomas give kisses now, mostly he half opens his mouth, and puts it against you. On occasion he will stick his tounge out while kissing you, that's fun. This morning James was heading out to class (on Saturday, yeah, that sucks) and he had on his scarf to ride the scooter, and Thomas reached out for James to pick him up, and then Thomas moved his scarf and kissed James's cheek, so adorable! Thomas will also hug the baby, it's really sweet. He is going to have a bit of a hard time adjusting to the baby being outside me I think, now whenever we talk about a baby, he goes to my belly. And when he sees a baby, or a dog on TV, he gets really excited, yells "BABY!" or "DOG!" and starts dancing, so cute! Maybe I should find a TV show that is about babies who play with dogs, any ideas?
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