lotus

:)

2006-01-12T00:34:00.000-05:00

Liam the grouch

2005-10-14T01:24:00.000-04:00

So yes...maybe I should stop being so lazy and post for once.

See the thing is, I don't get out much since the baby was born. Because of this I don't have much to talk about besides Liam and my shop. But I'll do my best to type something interesting. Here goes..

Since I last posted Baby Chunkybutt has learned to roll over. It was a couple of weeks ago, but I'm still excited about it. He isn't even 3 months old yet! He has grown out of all his 0-3 month clothing and all of his size small diapers. I had to buy all new diapers already! Let's hope these medium-large ones hold out so I don't have to get any more. He loves Elmo. Everytime he sees him on TV he giggles and talks to him! It's so funny! And the doctor says no, but I think he is teething. Why? Because he drools like mad, constantly has to have something (preferably my boob or his fist) in his mouth, and let's not forget the chronic grouchiness! God, and the child never sleeps! Ever. Okay well he is sleeping now, but do you know how long it took me to get him to fall asleep and actually stay that way? No? Well I will tell you then.

Here is how my night went:

6:40 pm : Liam has been crying all day. His normal bath time is between 7 and 7:30. I couldn't wait any longer so I gave him a bath.

6:50 pm : The bath has calmed him down a bit. We play while he is happy. :D

7:10 pm: I decide to feed him before he has a mood swing and freaks out. He dozes while nursing and the heavens sing because, HALELUAH! the child is getting some much needed rest!

7:11 pm : Liam wakes up from his 30 second nap "refreshed". Mommy is not thrilled.

7:15 pm - 10:30 pm is a blur. I think I may have been able to eat lunch somewhere in there, but I'm not sure.

He finally fell asleep at 11:30 and is still sleeping now. I expect him to be awake any minute though.

The other day we were at Dave's grandparent's house in Jersey. Liam fell asleep for 20 minutes. When he woke up someone said, " That was a short nap". I just laughed because for him to nap for me at all is unusual and I'll take him napping for 20 minutes in the afternoon any day!

I'm really not complaining. I actually find it kind of funny at the end of the day. You come here and watch my son hit himself in the face when he starts to doze off because he doesn't wanna sleep and tell me that isn't funny!

:D

two months old

2005-09-26T10:44:00.000-04:00

Liam turned two months old on the 19th. I can't believe it has been two months since I was sitting in that hospital bed scared as shit to push. I can't believe that people were actually right when they said that is the kind of pain you forget right away, because I could swear that it wasn't that bad (and I'm sure that it was). It was completely worth it and then some.

I mean, look at that face! How could it not be worth it?

So today Dave and I took him for his two month check up and my suspicions that he is a little bit bigger than most babies were confirmed. He weighs 13 lbs. and is in the 75th percentile for his weight. I'm not sure how tall he is, but it is in the 90th percentile for height! I am barely 5 feet tall and my baby is in the 90th?! Thank God he takes after his father in that area. The poor thing had to get 4 shots today :[ It broke my heart to see him crying like that and not being able to do anything for him. Now he's sound asleep in the bassinet with a tazmanian devil band aid on each thigh. <3

Well, I suppose I should catch up on some sleep while I can. *snore* :)

poop and garbage and fat, oh my!

2005-09-15T00:24:00.000-04:00

Okay so for some reason I am at a standstill as far as the weight losing goes. This sucks. I was down to 126 lbs the other day and now I'm back up to 128 lbs! What the hell? How does one gain two pounds in one day? I guess that this wide chocolate icecream induced ass is quite fond of me and isn't ready to depart just yet. Don't I have a say in any of this, or is my body going to continue doing it's own thing?

So. Um. Liam won't poop. It is driving me crazy. He pooped one time in the past 2 days. I don't get it. He was doing so well with the pooping! I know I must sound like a lunatic, but ugghh! I just wish he would go more than once a day like he should. Other than that lack of pooping and refusing to sleep for more than three minutes throughout the day he is doing just fine. He weighs 12 pounds already!

He's so sweet :D

Anyway.. we are having a propane heating system installed in our house on Saturday and I can't wait. Once that is in then we can go shopping for flooring. I think we are getting one of these. I'm not too crazy about it but it's definately better than the cement floor that we currently have. I'm so ready for this house construction garbage to be over with.

Speaking of garbage... this morning Liam and I went outside to get the mail. As we got to the end of the driveway I saw that the garbage men had left me a beautifully stinky gift! Oh thank you garbage men! Just what I wanted! A giant pile of rotting fruits and vegetables and napkins and slime! Yes it was lovely. So my morning was spent with my fat butt in the middle of the road, picking up what should have been in the back of a garbage truck. Maybe I should send them a thank you card.

So I'll be going to bed now to end this trash filled day. Hopefully when I wake up some of this fat will have miraculously melted off of my body. Here's to hoping!

agoo

2005-09-06T23:47:00.000-04:00

Liam is getting so big so fast. He is going on 7 weeks old already! I just can't believe how fast this is going. He's trying so hard to crawl but he can't even hold his head completely steady. It is so funny. I put him on his belly and he'll lift his head as high as he can and kick his feet, with the occasional rocking back and forth. Then he gets all pissed because he can't just get up and move around like he wants to. Then he'll turn all red and start screaming for me to roll him back onto his tummy. The boy has a bad temper haha.

Uhh! And he does not sleep. He will do everything he can to stay awake and to wake himself up when he finally does doze off. It is driving me nuts because he will get to the point where he is over tired and cranky. And then comes the screaming. Oh the screaming. Then depending on how tired he actually is he'll fall asleep. Just like that. From screaming bloody murder to *snore*. I'm sure I will eventually find it kind of funny, but at the moment it is enough to make me want to rip my hair out.

I love the little monster though .. even if he is a pain in the ass like his father :P

Tomorrow I go for my 6 week checkup (a little late actually). I am so nervous. I don't want them to check my cervix man.. I am so afraid that it will hurt. I mean, I should be all healed up and all but still.. I just want to get it over with. I'm so ready to start working out like crazy. I need to lose like 20-25 more pounds. This is going to be a challenge too. I've been thin my whole life so having to work out to lose weight is all new to me. So far I don't like it much either haha. That's what I get though for eating chocolate ice cream for 9+ months.

fat boy

2005-08-16T18:43:00.000-04:00

Sunday Dave and I had our first wedding anniversary, which also marked the first time I had to leave the baby with someone else. I knew that I'd have a hard time leaving him. Though I did handle it okay. I missed the little booger like crazy though.

My friend Kelly is getting married on Saturday so I had to get an outfit for that. Let me tell you this: if you have recently had a baby and wish to go shopping for some new clothes until the baby weight comes off, DON'T. Seriously it was awful. Maybe it was because I was so small before I had the kid and now I'm 25 lbs overweight, with stretch marks all across my once flat stomach. Just wear the damn maternity clothes until your old stuff fits again.

Don't mind me..lack of sleep makes me ramble on and on haha.

Later we went out to the movies to see War of the Worlds and then a quick dinner. We had fun..but I was ready to get home. Dave noticed that none of the lights were on on the street that his parents live on. So when we returned home from our date and all I wanted was to see my baby's face, I couldn't because the damn power was out again (for the 2nd time is 3 days). Ugh living in the middle of nowhere can be such a pain in the ass.

So anyway..Liam is such a chunk! He weighs 10 lbs already. The kid eats constantly and to the point where I have to substitute formula sometimes because I have no more milk for him. I'm just glad that he is eating well and gaining weight.

He smiles so much now too. I wasn't expecting him to react to us with smiles for another month (that is what all the magazines say) but he giggles at Dave and I when we talk to him. He smiles and coos when we smile at him. He is so sweet.

Sounds like lardo is ready to eat again.. so bye! :P

uneven boob girl

2005-08-02T22:15:00.000-04:00

Monday night (July 18) at around 7 pm I started having contractions. Dave got all excited and started asking where the bags were and stuff and I just shrugged him off. Being in complete denial, I refused to go to the hospital unless my water broke since we'd been there a week earlier (false labour). At 10:30 pm they started getting stronger and I was having them consistantly at 5 minutes apart. I still refused to go to the hospital though. After 5 hours of discomfort at home and considering that the contractions were now coming evert 2-3 minutes, I decided that maybe this was the real thing and we headed to the hospital.

To make a long story short I laid in that hospital bed for 12 hours before starting to push. It went fast though so that didn't bother me. Besides the fact that his heartbeat was irregular for the duration of the labour, everything went very smoothly.

The actual labour part wasn't nearly as bad as I'd imagined it would be. I was given the epidural at 7 am and by 3:00 that afternoon it was definately wearing off. I'm glad it did though because I think it would have taken a lot longer to push him out if I couldn't feel anything at all. The worst part of the whole thing was having a charlie horse in my ass the whole time. Ugh that sucked.

Throughout my whole pregnancy I said that if this baby ended up being any more than 6 lbs. that I'd opt for a c-section. When he was weighed at nearly 8 lbs. I couldn't believe it. I never thought that I'd be able to go through with the whole vaginal delivery thing, but I did and I even cut the umbilical cord (my wuss of a husband was still standing there with a green face trying not to puke haha).

Breastfeeding has been pretty successful so far. It's more challenging than I thought it would be though. Liam won't eat from my left side which has resulted in me having lopsided boobs. Cute, right? He has his days and nights mixed up too so he wants to eat all night and sleep all day. I've been told that will straighted itself out though. I am hoping for sooner than later on that..because I'm just freakin exausted.

Anyway, baby is sleeping right now so I should go catch up on some sleep while I can. Check out some more pictures here :D

baby!

2005-07-22T17:09:00.000-04:00

Liam Jacob was born on July 19, 2005 at 3:11 pm. He weighed in at 7 lbs. 10 1/2 oz and is 20 inches long. He is beautiful and healthy.

I'll post more pictures as soon as I catch up on some sleep.

:D

40 million weeks pregnant

2005-07-18T13:29:00.000-04:00

Guess what? I found out that I'm going to be pregnant forever. Forver and ever and freaking ever.

I went to the doctor this morning and despite the contractions I've been having all week I am still only 3 cm dilated. But I did go from 70 to 80% effaced, so atleast some progress was made there.

If I get one more damned phone call from anyone asking me if I am in labor yet, I'm going scream. NO I am not in labor yet. Thank you for reminding me of that. Oh no, that isn't getting annoying at all, but if you think I may be getting sick of hearing it THEN WHY DO YOU KEEP ASKING ME!?!

I'm really not angry or mad...just getting frustrated with annoying family members. They're all so afraid I'll forget to call them to tell them I had the baby or something. "Oh yes! I forgot to tell you I had the baby last weekend. Silly me!" Like that's gonna slip my mind.

Anyway, if I don't go into labor this week I am being induced on Monday morning (July 25). At that point I'll be 41 weeks and one day along. Atleast there is light at the end of the tunnel :] The damn tunnel just seems so far away at this point. I guess I'm just getting uncomfortable now, hence the whiny-ness (sorry!). My doctor tried to strip my membranes this morning and she said she did the best she could, but basically his head is so low and was in her way. He is 1-0 station (?). I gather that means he is about as low as he can possibly get.

Atleast we know that he is stubborn and won't be surprised by that. I only have myself to blame for that one though :P

Due Date

2005-07-17T12:22:00.000-04:00

Baby is due today but it doesn't look like he is ready to make his appearance just yet. I was really hoping to not go overdue, but oh well.. As long as he is happy and healthy when he finally does get here.

Last night I was having contractions 6-7 minutes apart for like an hour. By the end of the hour I was getting nervous because I thought that since they were consistant maybe I was in labor. As soon as the thought entered my mind though the pain dwindlled and I fell asleep. Damn.

Dave's birthday is August 4th and I bought his present yesterday. He loves Dave Winfield so I went searching for some sports memorabilia. I ended up getting him this autographed baseball. I really hope he likes it. I wanted to get him the autographed Yankee jersey but it was way too expensive. Maybe when we hit the lottery :P

I want these shoes but I refuse to buy them until my sausage feet have returned to their normal and unfat size.

Ah screw it. I'm getting them.

my views, incase you cared

2005-07-16T18:26:00.000-04:00

Last night I was doing some research online about staying on my veg diet while I breastfeed. I had come across something that basically said dairy causes a lot of food allergies in babies and children. I can't for the life of me remember where I saw it. I have no problem with cutting dairy out of my diet completely again or keeping it in. Whatever is better for the kid. :]

All I want to do is find some unbiased information on how my eating dairy products (without all of the hormones and crap) could affect the milk that my baby will be getting. Try finding that on the internet.

I did, however come across this in my search and it is just sickening. I have never been a huge fan of PETA. I find them to be over the top, not in their views but in the way that they try to shove those views down the public's throat. In my opinion they do more harm to vegetarian's reputations than good. I do a good enough job of making myself look like a crazy person, thank you. I don't need their help.

I try really hard to have my opinions and do my own thing with this whole veg lifestyle thing. The last thing I want is to come off as someone who looks down on people for eating animals, because I absolutely don't. I just feel that we have a responsibility to not harm the animals, to make sure they are kept safe and treated fairly. Living peacefully among the other creatures on this planet is the best way to be. You know, peace and love and shit.

Anyway, I find that being sensible and calm about such a situation will get a point across much better than being a complete fanatic and going to ridiculous and violent lengths to "prove a point". Who are you more likely to listen to? The person that is standing on top of a car in a chicken suit with an axe through the neck, screaming like a lunatic or the person that is passing out flyers calmly and answering questions when asked in a mature and reasonable manner?

This is an issue that I feel very strongly about. Sometimes I wonder if I should voice my opinions more often, but then I also believe that actions speak louder than words. Actions that don't include violence or vandalism or killing animals and framing it on a company with a reputation for cruelty to lab rats are not the kinds of actions that I mean though.

So this is what I think:

First off, if an animal has to die for it, I am against it. That pretty much sums it up, but read on if you'd like.

I personally do not and will not eat meat but it's not my place to "preach" to people who choose to, just like I don't like when people lecture me because of my veg diet.

I see nothing wrong with dairy products, though they may not always be the most healthy choice, providing that the animals did not suffer in order for the public to attain the product and as long as they aren't full of unnecessary chemicals and hormones, etc.

I am against animal testing but I understand that in order to us (humans and animals) to make progress and to remain healthy there is a degree of humane testing that has to take place. What I don't understand is why we test products for humans on rats and bunnies, and why many companies do so in such a cruel manner. There are plenty of companies around that don't test on animals. I figure that if they can do it, so can everyone else. I don't know enough about the testings that go on for things like medicines to cure chronic illness and disease so I can't really have an opinion on that aspect.

Fur is just absurd. It is disgusting and there is no excuse for people to wear/use it.

Leather is not for me. Since I don't eat meat it would be quite hypocritical of me to wear leather or to have no problem with other people wearing or using it. On the other hand, if an animal is going to be slaughtered for someone's food anyway it shouldn't go to waste. In other words, if a cow is being skinned soley for the purpose of becoming someone's couch and then they toss the rest of the body in some dumpster, that is awful. If it is going to be killed every last part of that animal that can be used for something should be.

So there's my two cents. Not that it makes much of a difference to any of these animal activist groups. I can't afford to give them big or little money donations so my view doesn't matter to them. I am just relieved that I didn't contribute to a group that claims to love animals but turns around and dumps innocent kittens and puppies into dumpsters, not once, but several times.

I hate to leave this on a negative note so here is a group that I do really like.

And by the way, I still haven't found any decent info on the whole dairy and breastfeeding issue. I guess I'd better get back to searching. Hopefully I don't get sidetracked again :P

why am i waddling?

2005-07-13T21:03:00.000-04:00

It's a boy! And he is blonde, just like I'd predicted.

Har har. Just kidding.

Actually, I went to the doctor on Monday for my 39 week checkup and she informed me that I was 3 cm dilated and 70% effaced. That was on Monday. I wonder if my cervix and I have made any further progress since then. All I know is that I'm due to have this watermelon in 4 days and let me tell you, I'm ready to get him out.

I'm not really though.

I mean, I really want to meet this little booger that has been kicking me in the bladder and making me almost pee myself for the past how many months, but I am soooo not ready for the pushing and the pain. I am 110% sure though that I will never ever be prepared for that part of it so we may as well bring it on.

Last night I began to "walk" in a strange manner. It feels as if everything from my hips down needs to be cracked. It is very strange and quite an uncomfortable feeling. A heavy feeling. And it's so wierd how I was fine and all of a sudden I went from my normal stride to a waddle.

That's fine. I'll waddle from now until next year as long as l go into labour soon ('soon' being before Sunday).

"butt pressure"

2005-07-10T16:54:00.000-04:00

So....last night was fun.

I've been having some contractions for a week or so now. Nothing strong, just enough to make me a little uncomfortable. So when I woke up yesterday and was having these little cramps I didn't think anything of it. Then at around 2:30 they started to get stronger until I ended up in bed unable to stand up or sit.

No really it was as fun as it sounds.

And it got even better.

I was laying in bed and I felt like I had to go to the bathroom. I sat up and immediately felt this pressure. I don't even know how to explain it otherwise, just pressure in my butt area (cute, right?). Then I attempted to stand. Bad idea. My legs were so shaky and cramped, and the more I tried to hold myself up the worse the "butt pressure" became. I dragged myself to the bathroom on my wussy, shaky legs and it turned out I either didn't have to or couldn't go (I still haven't figured out which one it was). Standing up was not an option so I crawled back to bed. By this point it was around 4:30.

Dave must have heard me struggling and came into the bedroom to see crampy butt pressure girl crawling from the toilet to our bed (I know I'm so dramatic, but I seriously couldn't walk!). He called his mom who then told me to call the doctor. I called my doctor and explained what I was feeling and they told me to come in so they could check me out.

10 minutes after I got off the phone I was freaking fine. Absolutely freaking dandy. I decided to head to the hospital anyway just so they could take a look at me. We got to the hospital at about 6:00. They put my smiley ass in a bed, checked my cervix, which is always so much fun, and hooked me up to a fetal heart monitor and a thingy that tells you if you're having a contraction and how strong it is. Turns out I am 1 cm dilated and I was definately having contractions. Lots of them. I sat in the hospital for a good 5 hours contracting away and waiting for the doctor to show up to see if he thought it was real labour or just nothing. When he got there he saw Smiley Asshole (that would be me) sitting in bed and just kind of grinned and I knew I was going home. He checked my cervix, which was still only 1 cm dilated, and sent me home. I felt like such a retard.

It figures that I really was having strong contractions. A lot of them in fact, but they pretty much fizzled out as soon as the doctor showed up.

So here I am still having contractions and thinking to myself that this had better not last another 7 days.

Here's to another week or 2.

a watermelon maybe?

2005-07-05T23:36:00.000-04:00

A few weeks ago I heard somewhere (i can't remember where) that by the end of this pregnancy it will feel like I'm carrying a bowling ball around between my legs. I have dropped considerably in the past week and since then that is exactly what it feels like. I'm now convinced that I'm either pregnant with a bowling ball or a very large watermelon. Either way, I'm officially freaking out.

I didn't think it was possible to carry this kid any lower than I already was. Let's just say that the laws of gravity and my abdomen are definately being tested.

sausage feet

2005-06-30T00:24:00.000-04:00

Sunday marked 9 months for me. My body apparently wanted to remind me that I am infact still pregnant because my ankles and feet have been swollen since then. I call them my sausage feet. It is disgusting and uncomfortable and I am officially cranky. But it will all be over soon and having to deal with these sausage feet will all be worth it in the end I'm sure. Atleast it had better be :P

I haven't been around much this past week because, like I said in my last post, men are whiney creatures and I have been taking care of my sick, whiney creature (I mean my wonderful husband) all week. I shouldn't make fun because he really was in bad shape. He is still recovering actually but atleast now he can walk from point A to point B without hacking up 6 of his precious lungs. So anyway, I had to take him to the doctor twice. He was on like 3 or 4 different medecines and they weren't even sure what was wrong with him. The doctor said it may have been some kind of viral infection. But it is okay now. He is getting better, so it's all good.

And we even managed to get the nursery painted and the floor put in! All of the furniture (except for the dresser) is put together. It looks so good! Figures though that I am out of batteries and I can't take any pictures until I get some more. Maybe tomorrow. Ofcourse I forgot to pick some up while I was at Target tonight. Damn this forgetful, prenant-ness. What the heck will I blame my lack of brain function on when I am no longer pregnant?

you can go any day now, right?

2005-06-17T16:23:00.000-04:00

Well it is June 17 which is exactly one month away from my due date. I can't believe how close we are already. This pregnancy is going by so fast.

Dave is getting excited. A little while ago he asked me if I had the diaper bag and a hospital bag for myself packed yet (which I do thank you): "Because you can go any day now, right? We need to make sure we're prepared incase you go into labour. I need to know where you put them so we can just grab the bags and go. You can go any day now, right?" .. This would be an excited Dave hopped up on tylenol cold and benadril.

He is so freakin sick right now. We thought he just had allergies but he's been taking medecine for a couple of weeks and he just keeps getting worse. Yesterday he attempted to paint the baby's room (which by the way is never going to get done ever.) I was in the living room and I heard him start to cough really bad. I couldn't tell if he was choking or throwing up. I went to see if he was okay and I found him sitting on the floor in the bathroom so I made him stay home from work. He is staying home today also because he doesn't seem any better at all. It kind of sucks because the more days he needs to take off now, the less he will be home with the baby and I. But he is in bad shape and needs to rest so he can get better. I'm sure it will all work out.

I got him a little something for Father's Day. I can't wait to give it to him. I am a little disappointed in the cap (it isn't the one shown in the pic) but it is still cute, so it's okay. I can't wait to give it to him.

I've been reading this site all morning. It is freakin hilarious.

"This was actually written by Dr. Evil's father in a mad attempt to back up his claim he invented the question mark. He used it for all punctuation, whether it was a question or not, until the authorities caught up with him. In his madness, he also thought T-Y-L-E-R was pronounced "Jason."

baby shower fat games

2005-06-13T15:16:00.000-04:00

Yesterday was my baby shower. It was very nice. We got a lot of the big items from our registry which is going to help us out a lot. And now comes that part that I always dread: sending thank you cards. I don't mind writing them out, stamping them and sending them through the mail one bit. The part that I hate is never feeling that I am thankful enough to the people that were so generous to us. After my bridal shower and our wedding I heard countless remarks about how long it took me to send out thank you cards and just things like that. Remarks that made me wish I hadn't had a bridal shower at all. Thinking back on those events, I begged my mom and mother-in-law not to throw a baby shower for me. Ofcourse they didn't listen. And ofcourse they did a great job. I am just hoping that I don't have to hear those same kinds of comments this time around. I mean, come on, who waits by their mailboxes for thank you cards to come swarming in? What happened to buying a gift for someone because you love them and want to help them out? This time around after I send out thank you's I will be waiting for my 'you're welcome' card to come in the mail. Let's see how long that takes.

Anyway, the food was great. There was a lot of fruit salad, veggies and dip, a couple kinds of mac and cheese (my fav!) and lots of other stuff. Then they played that stupid 'let's all get out yarn and measure what a fat ass Carissa has' game (aka guess how big her belly is). Some people had strings like 12 miles long. I suppose I will have to stop eating so much chocolate ice cream haha. After the humiliation subsided I got to open all of the gifts. It was short and sweet.

So now I get to go through all of the gifts and exchange/return/purchase items that we didn't get. This could be disasterous for I am a shopaholic and setting me loose in any type of store setting generally ends with me spending entirely too much money. I tell you, I keep these stores in business. Just me, my charge card and my over-spending habit.

You're welcome retailers around the world. You don't have to keep telling me that I am the shit, I already know.

hot

2005-06-10T17:00:00.000-04:00

So this morning I got out of the shower and walked out of the bathroom and Dave thought I looked so hot that he snapped this picture.

I know that you're all jealous of my sexiness. I would be too.

(34 weeks, 5 days)

my eyeballs are sweating

2005-06-09T23:13:00.000-04:00

"Hmm. He has all of these crazy assed weapons with blood on them, but he looks like a nice guy so let's just let him in."

Nice one guys.

But with an innocent face like his I guess anyone could have made that mistake. *cough*

Lordy has it been hot lately. I don't think I have ever been as sweaty as I've been this week in my entire life. And I'm so sure that you all wanted to know that too. You're welcome :D

Moving along..

Dave's dad came over today to finish spackling around the window that he just put in in the baby's room. So that means that tomorrow Dave can sand and hopefully put one coat of paint on the walls. I cannot wait. I've been nagging and bitching for the past 5 months that I wanted to start on this damn nursery and now finally, one month away from my due date, we can begin the design process. Have I mentioned that my husband should win the biggest procrastinator ever award? He would win hands down. Pain in my ass..It's funny how I never noticed that trait in him until after we got married.

So anyway, I am hoping to be completely finished with it by Monday. Sunday is my baby shower and I peaked at my registry (s) and saw that all of the furniture was purchased :D Woo! So if we finish painting by Monday morning maybe by Monday night we can hang the shelves and pictures and put all of the furniture together. Maybe?

This will never happen, but a girl can dream.

still a boy

2005-06-08T12:59:00.000-04:00

I went for my 34 week check up on Monday. She said everything still looks good, so yay :] I asked her if I would be having another ultrasound because I am getting kind of close and everyone else I had talked to said they had 2 ultrasounds. She basically told me that they forgot to schedule the ultrasound for me at my 32 week visit (I'm glad I asked about it) and set one up for Wednesday (today). So anyway, I went for my ultrasound this morning :] They said everything looks good. He weighs approx. 5.2 lbs, has a steady heartbeat, a full bladder, a brain and most importantly, he still has a penis. Cheers!

I can't believe I am only 39 days away from my due date. And the baby's room still isn't finished. But atleast it has been started on.

Calvin still hasn't come home. I am beginning to accept that he probably won't be back. It breaks my heart. I'll leave some food on the deck for him for one more week and then maybe it will be easier for me to come to terms with the fact that he is gone. I can still be hopeful though..

Oh and my little mouse friend has returned. Not that I ever thought he left, but I hadn't see him in a while. He has now invaded my closet of dog food (which he cannot get into because it is in a plastic container) and bird seed (which he can get into, and did by chewing a big hole in the back of the 8 lb. bag). Now I have to find something to put that into.

Thank you little house mouse for giving me something to do. How did you know that I was bored and dying to clean a gazillion sunflower seeds off of my kitchen floor? You're just lucky you're so damn cute.

come home Calvin

2005-06-05T15:34:00.000-04:00

I miss my kitty. It's been almost a week since I last saw him. I just want to know if he is alright and give him some dinner :[

"excerpts" from Dr. Seuss

2005-06-02T21:56:00.000-04:00

My sister graduated from high school (vo tech) tonight. It was a fairly short ceremony considering there were only 90 people in her graduating class. I had to laugh when the Culinary Arts students got up to accept their diplomas. Ofcourse they had to be among the skankiest in the entire class. There's nothin' like having your gourmet meal prepared by a boy so greasy that it looks as if he washed his hair with olive oil that morning.

And I have to say this. You know you are at a vo tech graduation when the valedictorian reads an entire Dr. Seuss book instead of writing a speech. And then calls what she just read excerpts.

No I'm not kidding.

Wow. I know. That's what I said.

So anyway I am finished pouting over the fact that I didn't get a birthday present from Dave. I felt a lot better after typing it all out. I guess I just needed to vent a little bit. But ofcourse I will go around pouting for another couple of days in hopes that he will get the hint that I want him to buy me my fruit trees so I can finish up the damn yard.

My cat is stressing me out. I haven't seen him since Tuesday night. I hope he isn't hurt. Dave thinks he is just getting some nookie. I hope he's right. I just wish he would come home so I could feed him :/ So if anyone happens to see a little, orange kitty with a runny nose wandering around the tri-state area, his name is Calvin and he responds to "want a snack boy?". Please send him my way. Thank you.

i'm still waiting..

2005-06-01T15:43:00.000-04:00

This is probably going to make me sound like a spoiled brat or a bitch or maybe both, but i am mad. I am mad because my birthday was a week ago and I still haven't recieved a gift from my husband. I tried really hard to forget about it but I get more and more pissed off every day. And I'm not just mad about it either. It hurts my feelings that he didn't get me anything. I don't know why I am so upset. Maybe it is because my hormones are all out of wack? Maybe because I always put a lot of thought into what I get for him because it is important to me that he knows that I was thinking about him on his birthday. Maybe it is because I thought that he would make up for the fact that he didn't get me anything for Valentine's Day with a kick ass birthday present. There are a lot of maybes but the one that I can't seem to get out of my head is that maybe he didn't get me a present because he doesn't care enough about me. That I am just not worth the trouble. God, I sound like such an asshole.

He had better make up for it next year otherwise I'll just go out and buy myself a kick ass birthday present, and that could end up being disasterous.

birthday fun

2005-05-27T10:51:00.000-04:00

So yesterday was my birthday. 22 doesn't feel different from 21 at all, except for the fact that I was completely sober yesterday unlike on my birthday last year. I believe that last year I had a whopping 2 wine coolers and that got me pretty tipsy. I know what you're thinking..."what a damn lightweight". Yes thank you. I am just that :]

Val on the other hand (Val is my brother-in-law Jimmy's girlfriend) brought a bottle of apple flavored wine over to my house and she drank the entire bottle by herself. Needless to say, she eventually passed out on my bed.

So anyway, I guess Dave felt bad that he didn't get me anything so he decided to invite our families over for a little party for me. Because we all know how much I love a good freaking party (note sarcasm). It ended up being very nice though and it gave me something to do instead of sit on the couch all night and watch TV. So yeah.

Everyone go wish Jess luck. Her little boy will be here very soon! :D

star wars geeko

2005-05-25T21:42:00.000-04:00

I just got back from seeing Star Wars for the 2nd time. It's such a kick ass movie & I can't wait to see it again. I won't be going back to the movies for a while now though. Well, atleast until after Liam in born. It's too hard to sit in those theatre seats for that long. Stupid back pain.

So I went for my 8 month check up on Monday and everything seems to be going well still. The result of my gestational diabetes test came back negative so that is definately good :] Now I have to go back every 2 weeks. It's getting close now :X

My baby shower is on June 12 and I have been checking out my registry to see if we got anything yet (yes I am a jerk, I know). So far no one has purchased anything...I wonder if that means that no one is going to come. I am going to be really upset if no one shows up. I told my mom and Dave's mom that I didn't want a shower and they didn't listen so now if no one comes I am going to feel like a retard. But looking on the bright side, the less people that come the less people that will be taking pictures of my fat ass. That is always a plus. Gah.

(Maybe they should have just had a surprise shower for me...atleast then I wouldn't be freaking out that no one will come to it, because I wouldn't know about it)

whine

2005-05-24T10:23:00.000-04:00

I don't want to go to work.. Someone save me!

hello mouse

2005-05-20T22:09:00.000-04:00

The other day Dave and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. I happened to look toward the kitchen and when I did I saw a mouse run across the counter. So ofcourse I started rambling and pointing like an idiot because I have never seen a mouse run across a countertop before. We got up and went into the kitchen and as we did the mouse ran down the hole into a burner on our oven (EW!). The fact that we had/have(?) one mouse in our house does not sit well with me because of the simple fact that there is never just one. But when I saw it run into the oven...ugh..that is just ewww. I can't believe how squeamish I got over this. I would think the whole rodent in the oven thing would make most people squirm a little though, no?

I immediately took all of our food out of the cabinets (which, lucky for me, wasn't much) and went on a cleaning frenzy. I guess the fact that I sweep the floors 3 times a day clean the countertops like every 15 minutes, and lysol everything like my life depends on it isn't enough to keep mice away. So anyway, I started to clean the dishes in our sink. A few minutes later I hear a faint crinkley sound and as I turned around to see what it was Dave runs into the kitchen holding Lola and breaks into an extremely loud song about how she is scruffy and smells like cheese or something. Don't ask. A few minutes and one really stupid song later I hear that sound again so I turned around to see the mouse trying to get into the fritos that I just pulled out of the cabinet. Argh!

I managed to squeak out, "Um hunny the mouse is back!" so in comes Super Dave to scare it away again. The mouse ran behind the microwave and stuck it's little head out (aw it was just a tiny thing and so cute) then it ran back behind the oven. Dave threw all of the food into the fridge and we went to Walmart to get Rubbermaid containers to keep our food in.

And thus was my first encounter with a house mouse. I guess I should consider myself lucky, but I hope that this will be my last mouse experience because one is enough for me.

we always knew she was a freak

2005-05-17T21:16:00.000-04:00

I've made a decision. I'm going to give cloth diapering a shot. It's something that I've been thinking about for a while and it makes much more sense this way. Through researching for the past couple of days I've come to the conclusion that it will be better for Liam, the environment and our checkbook. And I do laundry every single day anyway so I don't see it being a problem with me at all. I am a little nervous about taking care of the poopy diapers but I'm sure I'll get the hang of it.

My in-laws on the other hand are probably going to give me a bit of a hard time. They always look at me strangely when I have a new epiphany (ha). For instance when I decided to stop eating meat, Dave's dad was kind of arguing with me about it but not too much. But when I decided to stop eating/using animal products completely he kind of freaked on me and we argued about it for a while. Just last week Dave's mom made a comment about me "convincing Dave that eating meat is gross". Apparently it is a big deal. Whatever.

So my point is this: I stopped eating meat like 3 years ago and I am still hearing crap about it. As soon as his parents find out that I've decided to cloth diaper their grandson I'm sure I will reclaim the throne of crazy-hippy-fanatic-daughter-in-law. That is okay though. I don't expect Dave's family or mine to understand so it won't be a surprise when they all look at me like I have three eyeballs growing out of my cheek.

I love them even though they think I am crazy :]

Anyway I ordered a few things from Baby Market Place. One. Two. Three. I was going to wait but they had a 15% off coupon and free shipping and today was ofcourse the last day for it. Now I need to get a few more diapers, small, waterproof bag, a diaper pail (and liners), some pail deodorizers and I think we'll be set with that.

I love the diapers from Very Baby, but she doesn't seem to have any in stock right now. I can't wait until I can order this one :D

broke

2005-05-16T12:53:00.000-04:00

We are so poor right now that it is sickening. Would anyone like to donate 20-30,000 dollars to my broke ass so that i can sleep at night? That would be great. I would buy a lottery ticket but I lack the $1 to purchase it.

Why am I just realizing this now?

may 11

2005-05-11T19:16:00.000-04:00

I've been going crazy with gardening since it's warmed up enough for me to do so. It's my favorite thing to do in the whole world :] I started my new job a few weeks ago and working there entitles me to an awesome discount on all kinds of stuff (including garden stuff like plants, seeds, pots, you name it) So far I've added creeping phlox (pink & purple), irish moss, an apple tree & a pear tree. We're going this weekend (hopefully) to pick up 2 more fruit trees. I can't wait :] I was being a pain in the butt to Dave because I wanted to get a crabapple tree for our backyard instead of the fruit trees but he was concerned that a tree of that size would take up too much room in our yard and not leave us with much open space. We argued about it for a couple of days and then I just caved and now I'm glad I did. Once we have the other two trees in I will take of picture of the yard. I think it is going to look so cute when it's all done :]

So I started this job. It is very very easy. Almost too easy. But atleast it isn't stressful like my last job was. I just don't feel like I've accomplished anything at the end of the day. I don't like that feeling..But I keep telling myself that this is just temporary until baby is here. Hopefully we will have hit the lottery by July and I won't have to work anymore haha.

I changed the theme for the baby's room last week. I was looking through a Pottery Barn Kids catalouge and I fell in love with these sailboats. So I went to Babies R Us and returned the bedding that I bought months ago and immediately ordered this new crib set. I love it but I need to stop changing my mind at the last minute all the time haha.

At my last doctor appointment I had to get tested for gestational diabetes. I assumed (and hoped) that they would call me with the results (bad or good) but they never did. I've been meaning to call them but I either get home from work too late or ( on days like to today) I forget about it completely until 8:00 at night. Oh well.. I just would like to know so that I can stop shoving chocolate doughnuts down my throat if necessary. I should probably stop doing that anyway though. :D

employed

2005-04-19T20:47:00.000-04:00

This morning I finally got the phone call I've been waiting for for the past 3 and 1/2 weeks. The day after I quit my job I was assured that I had another one lined up, all I had to do was wait for someone to call me and let me know when I would start. I'm so relieved. I was beginning to worry that the information I was given was wrong and that maybe I should go out and continue job hunting. Anyway, I start my training on Tuesday. Now instead of worrying that I don't have a job I will be worrying that I will suck at this new one haha.

I went to my grandma and mom's house today. It was fun. My sister and I went outside with her puppy and ran around for a while and then I spotted something I've been missing and wondering about for a while: my field hockey sticks! So ofcourse I ran over (actually more like waddled over) to them and Kylee and I hit around for a while. I showed her a bunch of hits and dribbles. I miss that game so much. I'm so happy I found my sticks though :D

So all of that running around took it's toll on my back. Off to the couch to lay down I go ;]

Thank you for cutting my hair crooked asshole

2005-04-07T23:17:00.000-04:00

Today was nice. Dave and I both got work done around the house for a change. For the past week we've been sitting around watching baseball. Dave took the broken storm door off for me, but not before it swung shut and knocked one of plants out of it's planter. It's okay though. I think I saved it.

We have this picnic area type of thing in our backyard and it is kind of nice, except for one thing. It has (well had) this retarded-assed seafoam green outdoor roofing on it and it looked awful, so Dave went outside today and knocked it all down. Now it is naked but it still looks 200 times better than before. I have Wisteria growing up and around the side pole things and I am hoping that they will crawl up the roof and cover it up.

While he was outside working his tush off I was planting baby trees around our front yard. The whole situation is kind of ironic because while I was planting these spruce trees my neighbor across the street spent the entire day chopping down the woods on the side of his house. Why?! Why the hell would they cut down all of those tall freaking trees? So that they could see our front mess of a yard? I don't freaking understand it all all, but whatever. Anyway :] I planted 10 blue spruce trees, a lilac shrub and some red poppy and baby's breath seeds. It was nice to get out and do something and to get the much needed exercise.

Later on I went into town to get my hair cut and eyebrows waxed because I could no longer stand looking in the mirror and seeing hairy unibrow girl. My eyebrows came out fine (they couldn't really make them look any worse) but I had to come home and fix my hair because 1)she didn't style and dry it after she cut it and 2) it was effing uneven in the front. And on top of that my scissors are broken so that was interesting. I managed to cut in a straight line though, don't ask me how.

Now I get to look forward to tomorrow. How will I manage to make tomorrow as exciting as today was? Oh how? *cough*

not enough sleep

2005-04-06T19:53:00.000-04:00

Last night around 8:00 my sister-in-law called me to see if I could watch Wil for a couple of hours today. I said yes ofcourse, afterall I love that little man. She said she would drop him off around 8am. Now I have no problem getting up early at all. Infact I prefer it, but Dave works until 2am so I generally don't go to bed before 3. So I told myself that I would stay up no later than midnight. 2:30 rolled around and I decided it was time to get to bed. Long story short, I got a grand total of 3.5 hours of sleep and then had to run after a toddler all day. I guess I'd better get used to it though, right?

Reguardless of my lack of sleep, we had a good time. He was unhappy when he first got here, but I would've been too. His skin was all broken out (he has bad eczema and his mother never put lotion on him this morning), he hadn't had anything to eat, and he is cutting a couple of new teeth. As soon as Holly left I took off his clothes and smothered lotion on him and gave him some breakfast. He watched Sesame Street, kissing the tv every time Elmo came on while eating an apple. Then we went over to my grandma's house to play with her. We stayed for about an hour and then headed back home. When Holly came for him she said that she was going to take him to the park and asked if I wanted to come along, so I did. It was cute. I love watching little kids interact with eachother. They're so funny. So I had a nice, fun filled day. Since I quit my job a couple of weeks ago I have been kind of bored out of my mind, so it was nice to actually have something to do :]

Last night my mom and I went out and I bought a window box filled with pansies. I liked the colors :] Plus they flower pretty much all season long which is always nice.

The temperature hit 80 degrees today, so I decided to pull out a skirt that I bought at the beach last summer. I figured it would still fit even though it's a small only because it has a drawstring and it was pretty big on me when I bought it (it's supposed to be loose, it's one of those hemp skirts). I was (still am) pretty upset that it was tight around my "ass area". That pissed me off because I was counting on being able to wear it over the summer. Oh well...I guess I'll just have to do more shopping. Damn :P I think I'm just going to get a bunch of these cute boxers. Even if I have to buy them in a bigger size they are boxers so I can wear them again when I'm no longer pregnant. I refuse to buy maternity clothes that I will never be able to use again, especially since they are just as expensive as regular clothing. And while I'm at it I might as well get a new pair of chucks too. Shopaholic? No, not me :D

green thumbs

2005-04-05T17:00:00.000-04:00

It's so nice out today :] I love Spring. It's my favorite time of year. Tomorrow it's supposed to be 71 degrees. 71=good mood for me :D

Since it's not cold and rainy, I walked around our yard a little to see if anything besides me daffodils were coming up. There is a lot more coming back than I ever would've thought. I found new growth of kalanchoe, wild tigerlillies and wisteria, and it looks as though my quince tree, azaleas, rhododendron and rose bushes all have tiny blooms on them. I can't wait until they start to flower.

Did anyone see the Yankee game this afternoon? They are starting out awesome. He is well on his way to being my favorite player and he is just one sexy bitch that I would like to *cough* do stuff to. :P

My mom is coming over with my little sister so that we can go shopping for my grandma's birthday present. Her birthday isn't until July, but seeing as how I should have a new baby at right about that time I want to make sure we have her birthday stuff all figured out early. My mom and I are chipping in together and get her one of those decorative wishing well things that you put outside. She already has one but the one she has now is old and busted and just plain fugly. Hopefully we can find one that is nice and affordable. Maybe while we're there I'll pick up a new plant or two. We'll see ;}

hello

2005-04-04T19:32:00.000-04:00

So here is my first official post at my new journal. I sat on this stupid computer all day yesterday trying to figure out how to customize the layout without royally screwing up the important blogger code. Frankly I am confused and have given up all hope of making this look any different than it does right now. I feel like a dumbass :P

Throughout my frustrating and confusing day I managed to find this nifty photoblogging place. I really like it so far. It's like photoblogging for idiots which I clearly need. Today Dave and I are supposed to go look at some trees. That is if my husband ever decides to get his ass out of bed. I want to get a couple of magnolia, a weeping cherry and some pine trees to put in our backyard for more privacy from nosey neighbors.

I'm so excited! The other day I was walking around our yard trying to clean up branches and other random shit that had collected on our lawn throughout winter, and I noticed something. The daffodils that I planted last year are coming up! I am completely amazed. I thought for sure that nothing in that garden would have survived because of 1)me being the one who planted it (since I have no clue when it comes to gardening) and 2)this past winter was so harsh and I figured everything was dead. So yay for me!

Now hopefully that won't be the only thing that survived. :] Let's not be greedy now haha.