Happy Mother's Day to all of you out there! I found this e-card at Hallmark.com and sent it to those of you that i have email addresses. For everyone else, hopefully you can get to it because i find this card totally and completely tears-rolling-down-my-face hysterical! So please enjoy! The direct link to the actual card isn't working so once you're at hallmark.com, click on "e-cards" at the top, then click on the "Mother's Day" link on the left, then click on the "Humor" link, then click on the first one titled "What Mom Hears." Then click on the actual card side-to-side (on the little flower dots) to get a good laugh. I think it's worth all the clicking around!
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Happy Mudder's Day!
Happy Mother's Day to all of you out there! I found this e-card at Hallmark.com and sent it to those of you that i have email addresses. For everyone else, hopefully you can get to it because i find this card totally and completely tears-rolling-down-my-face hysterical! So please enjoy! The direct link to the actual card isn't working so once you're at hallmark.com, click on "e-cards" at the top, then click on the "Mother's Day" link on the left, then click on the "Humor" link, then click on the first one titled "What Mom Hears." Then click on the actual card side-to-side (on the little flower dots) to get a good laugh. I think it's worth all the clicking around!
Saturday, May 12, 2007
I Can't Get No...
I took a quick trip through Costco today and my splurge was the 3-pound container of Brownie Bites. Have you had them? Delicious. So readily available and oh-so-fresh. They are "bites" therefore the assumption is (whomever is assuming this i do not know, but i assume they assume this...) that one little brownie bite will satisfy. The little motto on the front of the container says, "Each Bite is Just Right." Well, it took me FIVE to get it right. Now i'm a little sick to my stomach. But that's apparently how i have to do it. Can't just eat one or even four. I can't stop until i'm queasy...Sigh.
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Don't Worry, Be Happy
Tonight we met some neighbors at good ol' Golden Corral for their 4-year old's birthday dinner. We met at 6:30PM and the boys are usually in bed between 6:30 and 7PM, so this was a bit of a stretch. We all most certainly enjoyed the food--plenty of butter on everything and the rolls were dang good. Bode ate a ton. Apparently I just need to present him with a nightly smorgasbord and he'll get the nutrients he needs...
But Bode was so very tired. And when he gets tired he gets WIRED and a wee bit, um, is psycho too strong? He was so totally out of his mind that he actually BIT me. Just through my jeans and not very hard. Is that how animals communicate their exhaustion? Erin, do you do this?
Doug had to go back to work (he met us there) after dinner, so I carted the crazed-ones home and got them to bed. Keegen passed out on the bottle. There was a barely audible, "Oh. Thank. God." when I laid him down in his crib. As for Bode, well, crazy-wired-one was a bit more of a challenge...
So wired, that just the simple task of changing into jammies became a deliriously funny (to HIM) game. Which I wasn't really interested in playing. I finally told him to knock it off before I lost my sense of humor and started getting angry with him. He stopped, looked at me in all seriousness and said, "Mo-o-o-m-m-m-m-y! Just be happy!!"
I kid you not.
So there's my lesson of the day. So simple. So true. From the mouth of a babe.
But Bode was so very tired. And when he gets tired he gets WIRED and a wee bit, um, is psycho too strong? He was so totally out of his mind that he actually BIT me. Just through my jeans and not very hard. Is that how animals communicate their exhaustion? Erin, do you do this?
Doug had to go back to work (he met us there) after dinner, so I carted the crazed-ones home and got them to bed. Keegen passed out on the bottle. There was a barely audible, "Oh. Thank. God." when I laid him down in his crib. As for Bode, well, crazy-wired-one was a bit more of a challenge...
So wired, that just the simple task of changing into jammies became a deliriously funny (to HIM) game. Which I wasn't really interested in playing. I finally told him to knock it off before I lost my sense of humor and started getting angry with him. He stopped, looked at me in all seriousness and said, "Mo-o-o-m-m-m-m-y! Just be happy!!"
I kid you not.
So there's my lesson of the day. So simple. So true. From the mouth of a babe.
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Insane in the Mundane
Today I sent Doug off with the boys so I could get some things done. We've been in our house for a year and in that year I still don't feel remotely organized and with that lack of organization comes a total mess of a house, which is finally really bugging me. I could blame it on the fact that i was on bedrest the first month we were here, and then i had Keegen and then it takes me a minimum of six-months to feel functional, and then i got lazy. But let's not make excuses. Enough is enough. So off Doug went with the boys to the zoo. And i stayed behind to tackle some problem areas.
Now that all is said and done today, i don't feel like i got much done. If you came to my house right now, you'd see the state it is in, look at me and ask, "What did you do all day?" (Bon-bons and Lost re-runs, anyone?). But what I did accomplish has made a big difference in my mental state!
I started in the den as i had piles of "stuff" all over the place. Things were bad enough that i would put bills in there and then forget about them. I'm always really good about paying bills on-time, but some have slipped through lately. I still really need a small bookcase or two, one flanking each side of the desk maybe? But i managed to get through all the papers; etc. and find a place for things and make organized piles of things that will have to go on the imaginary bookshelves for now...(i.e. nursing journals and church calling manuals).
Then to the master bedroom--total pig-sty. We got new furniture which is great but the new bureau is smaller than the old armoire that Bode inherited, so i had piles of socks and t-shirts sitting on the dresser and a chair. Which meant i had to seriously clean out the master closet that is a dumping ground (I mean, who sees it but me and Doug?). So i went through and tossed (into a Goodwill bag) lots of clothes that should have been tossed long ago (why must i hang on when i don't wear things?). I made a pile of too-big clothes (finally clearing out the postpartum clothes) and rediscovered the floor and organized my shoes (which i also struggle to part with as it can be so hard to find them in my size...alas...). Anyway, got that cleaned out and up and organized and found new homes for socks and underwear and PJs and frequently worn jeans in the bureau. Prettied the top of the bureau up with family photos and a Russian mastroska doll (don't know how to spell that either). Ah, much better.
The master bath and remainder of the house still looks like a bomb hit it, but i had to start somewhere, right?? It was wonderful to have everyone out of the house so i could get some things done. I feel like i should have worked more quickly, but, hey, whatever.
Doug and the boys had a blast. Walked and walked and saw all the aminals (Bode exclaimed, "those are my FAVORITES!" to each animal he saw). They rode the carousel (Keegen's first time), had a picnic on a rock outside the giraffe house, saw the baby gorilla and orangutan and all sorts of other fun things. They got caught in the rain and hail (gotta love springtime in the Rockies). Thank goodness Doug is a good sport. When Bode walked in the house when they got home, he looked like a complete zombie. I picked him up and sat in a chair with him where he immediately fell asleep. Snoring asleep. He never does that. I had to get up and get Keegen a little later (he was asleep in the car) and Bode didn't wake up when i transferred him to our bed. Worn out.
It feels good to make some progress on the house and clear out the physical and mental clutter that slows me down. Hopefully I can keep working at it little by little as i maintain what I've already accomplished!
Now that all is said and done today, i don't feel like i got much done. If you came to my house right now, you'd see the state it is in, look at me and ask, "What did you do all day?" (Bon-bons and Lost re-runs, anyone?). But what I did accomplish has made a big difference in my mental state!
I started in the den as i had piles of "stuff" all over the place. Things were bad enough that i would put bills in there and then forget about them. I'm always really good about paying bills on-time, but some have slipped through lately. I still really need a small bookcase or two, one flanking each side of the desk maybe? But i managed to get through all the papers; etc. and find a place for things and make organized piles of things that will have to go on the imaginary bookshelves for now...(i.e. nursing journals and church calling manuals).
Then to the master bedroom--total pig-sty. We got new furniture which is great but the new bureau is smaller than the old armoire that Bode inherited, so i had piles of socks and t-shirts sitting on the dresser and a chair. Which meant i had to seriously clean out the master closet that is a dumping ground (I mean, who sees it but me and Doug?). So i went through and tossed (into a Goodwill bag) lots of clothes that should have been tossed long ago (why must i hang on when i don't wear things?). I made a pile of too-big clothes (finally clearing out the postpartum clothes) and rediscovered the floor and organized my shoes (which i also struggle to part with as it can be so hard to find them in my size...alas...). Anyway, got that cleaned out and up and organized and found new homes for socks and underwear and PJs and frequently worn jeans in the bureau. Prettied the top of the bureau up with family photos and a Russian mastroska doll (don't know how to spell that either). Ah, much better.
The master bath and remainder of the house still looks like a bomb hit it, but i had to start somewhere, right?? It was wonderful to have everyone out of the house so i could get some things done. I feel like i should have worked more quickly, but, hey, whatever.
Doug and the boys had a blast. Walked and walked and saw all the aminals (Bode exclaimed, "those are my FAVORITES!" to each animal he saw). They rode the carousel (Keegen's first time), had a picnic on a rock outside the giraffe house, saw the baby gorilla and orangutan and all sorts of other fun things. They got caught in the rain and hail (gotta love springtime in the Rockies). Thank goodness Doug is a good sport. When Bode walked in the house when they got home, he looked like a complete zombie. I picked him up and sat in a chair with him where he immediately fell asleep. Snoring asleep. He never does that. I had to get up and get Keegen a little later (he was asleep in the car) and Bode didn't wake up when i transferred him to our bed. Worn out.
It feels good to make some progress on the house and clear out the physical and mental clutter that slows me down. Hopefully I can keep working at it little by little as i maintain what I've already accomplished!
Friday, May 4, 2007
By the Way
Just an FYI to all my fans out there--i got my IV out yesterday since the infection is more than 50% improved. No pain, no redness, just a little tenderness where there are still about four nodules under the skin at the site of the infection (what the...??). I'm back on oral abx and should be totally in the clear in one to two weeks. Phew!
Winds of Change?
I hesitate to write about this for fear of jinxing myself, but...
I'm suddenly feeling like life with two small children is not just manageable, but getting easier and more enjoyable. There, i said it.
Today was Keegen's 12 month well-baby visit, so off we went to the doctor's office. In the past, i swear, going anywhere with Bode was a challenge due to his reserved nature and sensory issues (causing him to be overwhelmed by public places/people; etc.). Also in the past, Bode would act out a lot during doctor's visits (i.e. "mommy, i want to go home...mommy, i want to go home...") and other maybe typical 3-year old stuff. Today he was great, he hung out, looked out the window, played with a truck, ate a little snack. He got obnoxious towards the end when it came to that snack (wanting a different one), but no big deal. Keegen was great--i hope his days of going with the flow are long. He let the doctor dig out ear wax and all sorts of things without a fight ("he doesn't even show any anxiety! he has such an easy personality" says the pediatrician)...(we'll see what happens at 18-months when separation anxiety kicks in?!).
Then off we went to the library, just to check out some books and videos. They were just well-behaved, lovely children. And they were MINE. No crying, no demanding to leave, no head-bonking from eldest to youngest. The librarians were cooing over them and Keegen escaped into a little nook under the computer checkout station (much like our entertainment center cubby). I wonder sometimes if it's annoying to Bode to have people fawning over Keegen so much. I know they do it because he's a cute baby and preschoolers don't get nearly the same attention. Watching his reaction, I tend to think he's OK with it (he laughs and smiles at Keegen too while people carry-on about him) and he doesn't like the attention when people try to give it to him, too. But still i wonder.
Then I decided to brave a late-breakfast/early-lunch out with them at Panera, skipping the usual Maggie Moo's for real food instead. Eating out is especially hard and not fun with them. Other than Maggie Moo's (which doesn't count) I avoid it at all costs. But this time they both ate/gnawed at their bagels and Bode asked me a few times when we could go home (as he was excited about a Thomas the Tank video i let him get at the library). But he never got whiny or anything. He actually waited fairly patiently for me to finish and be ready to go. It was a pleasant, non-rushed, non-bribed, non-threatened morning out.
Not only today's events, but the fact that Bode hasn't had a problem with new babysitters, preschool and is in general just a lot more pleasant to be with. Small things maybe, but a big deal to me!
I'm suddenly feeling like life with two small children is not just manageable, but getting easier and more enjoyable. There, i said it.
Today was Keegen's 12 month well-baby visit, so off we went to the doctor's office. In the past, i swear, going anywhere with Bode was a challenge due to his reserved nature and sensory issues (causing him to be overwhelmed by public places/people; etc.). Also in the past, Bode would act out a lot during doctor's visits (i.e. "mommy, i want to go home...mommy, i want to go home...") and other maybe typical 3-year old stuff. Today he was great, he hung out, looked out the window, played with a truck, ate a little snack. He got obnoxious towards the end when it came to that snack (wanting a different one), but no big deal. Keegen was great--i hope his days of going with the flow are long. He let the doctor dig out ear wax and all sorts of things without a fight ("he doesn't even show any anxiety! he has such an easy personality" says the pediatrician)...(we'll see what happens at 18-months when separation anxiety kicks in?!).
Then off we went to the library, just to check out some books and videos. They were just well-behaved, lovely children. And they were MINE. No crying, no demanding to leave, no head-bonking from eldest to youngest. The librarians were cooing over them and Keegen escaped into a little nook under the computer checkout station (much like our entertainment center cubby). I wonder sometimes if it's annoying to Bode to have people fawning over Keegen so much. I know they do it because he's a cute baby and preschoolers don't get nearly the same attention. Watching his reaction, I tend to think he's OK with it (he laughs and smiles at Keegen too while people carry-on about him) and he doesn't like the attention when people try to give it to him, too. But still i wonder.
Then I decided to brave a late-breakfast/early-lunch out with them at Panera, skipping the usual Maggie Moo's for real food instead. Eating out is especially hard and not fun with them. Other than Maggie Moo's (which doesn't count) I avoid it at all costs. But this time they both ate/gnawed at their bagels and Bode asked me a few times when we could go home (as he was excited about a Thomas the Tank video i let him get at the library). But he never got whiny or anything. He actually waited fairly patiently for me to finish and be ready to go. It was a pleasant, non-rushed, non-bribed, non-threatened morning out.
Not only today's events, but the fact that Bode hasn't had a problem with new babysitters, preschool and is in general just a lot more pleasant to be with. Small things maybe, but a big deal to me!
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Look at this Photograph
Time to get rid of those nasty swollen foot posts. Here are some of my favorite pictures of late:
"Look Ma! No hands!" Keegen has taken to just hanging things out of his mouth--from food to toys to half of an Easter egg...
Keegen's finally learning to fight back. The child has some serious 'tude...
Keegen had a seriously good time getting into that cake and Bode didn't mind helping either! He's awaiting his quick bday bath, here, too...
Post-party chill-time. Keegen's already asleep in bed.
My little Crocs-lover...
No doubt these two are discussing the geology of the rock formations and origin of the insect-species of the region...
Too cool.
One of very few pictures of me and Keegen.
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