WTF? Where HAS the time gone this go-round?
I swear, it wasn't that long ago that I saw those pink lines on the HPT.... and now we're down to T-Minus 7-ish weeks?
How the hell did that happen?! Um, time flies when you're chasing around a very crazy 3-year-old, that's my guess.
I had an OB appointment yesterday... uneventful, mostly. I'm trying to ignore the fact that I gained 3 pounds in 3 weeks. Ugh. My BP was 124/78... and that includes what my OB jokingly referred to as "being under duress..." due to the fact that Travis was NOT cooperating in order to leave the house for my appointment. Now begins the once every 2 week visits... cause we're getting closer.
Anyway... I finally hung up Ashley's clothes in the closet. Well, Travis' closet, actually... but we mostly store boxes in there, anyway. We're set for 0-3 month stuff.... for sure. Thanks in large part to the 75% off sale that Old Navy had a few weeks back. MIL and I scored some freaking awesome deals!
The 3-6 month stuff is filling out, and we have some things that are 6-12 already. I bought a really cute outfit for next Christmas (6-12 month size) at Gymboree yesterday. Marked down from $38.00 to $4.99. Really - I had to get it.
Anyway... It does look like a pink atom bomb detonated in that half of the closet... and - seriously? If this kid comes out with a penis... I am going to flip the eff right out. ;)
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Terrible 3s
I figured something out.... I am officially screwed. Yup, you heard me. I have no control over this little boy anymore. He's officially INSANE!
It really started up a few weeks ago.... he had a language explosion of sorts. As in, he started stringing together short sentences... and I got kind of excited. You know.... cause now he could use his new-found abilities to communicate better with us. And life, as we know it would get easier. Right? Oh wrong. Wrong. WRONG!
His first foray into the multi-sentences went something like this: "Hey! Give that back! That's not Yours! That's Travis'!" Oh, it was cute the first oh, hundred times. Now? I want him to unlearn it, post-haste.
Oh, that's not the worst of it... he's learned from, godknowswhere.... this faux high-pitched dog whistle. So, it's all "Wheeewwheew!" "HEY! Give that back!" Always with that fake-ass stupid, obnoxious, disrespectful effing "whistle" - and he does it like 50,000 times a day. I want to scream. I really, really do. He uses this tactic with us, with kids at the park, kids at the Children's Museum in town, and it freaking SUCKS! I hate, hate, haaate it. He uses it whenever we tell him something he doesn't want to hear, or when we try and discipline him, and lately that is often.
Plus, it's been raining, and look at the forecast for next week!
Joy, huh?!
In this town - there's not a whole lot to do inside-wise. We have no indoor malls, and the kid's museum failed miserably the other day, due to the above obnoxious behavior. I had to drag him LITERALLY kicking and screaming from the museum because he was pulling that crap with the other kids, and hoarding the toys, and not listening.
Also, we haven't re-newed our Aquarium membership... because
1. It's Expensive.
2. The Kid's area is being remodeled, and won't be opened until April. This is one of the sole small closed- off areas in there for toddlers and pre-schoolers.
3. I CANNOT chase him all over the entirety of the Aquarium right now... I am nearly 7 1/2 months pregnant, and achy, sore, and otherwise NOT going to do it.
I am tired. Tired of the yelling, the screaming, the tantrums. I'm tired of being unhappy. Tired.... Tired of being achy, tired of being cooped up inside. Just stick a damn fork in me, already.
Don't get me wrong. I love my son. I love him with all my heart. I just really don't LIKE him right now.
It really started up a few weeks ago.... he had a language explosion of sorts. As in, he started stringing together short sentences... and I got kind of excited. You know.... cause now he could use his new-found abilities to communicate better with us. And life, as we know it would get easier. Right? Oh wrong. Wrong. WRONG!
His first foray into the multi-sentences went something like this: "Hey! Give that back! That's not Yours! That's Travis'!" Oh, it was cute the first oh, hundred times. Now? I want him to unlearn it, post-haste.
Oh, that's not the worst of it... he's learned from, godknowswhere.... this faux high-pitched dog whistle. So, it's all "Wheeewwheew!" "HEY! Give that back!" Always with that fake-ass stupid, obnoxious, disrespectful effing "whistle" - and he does it like 50,000 times a day. I want to scream. I really, really do. He uses this tactic with us, with kids at the park, kids at the Children's Museum in town, and it freaking SUCKS! I hate, hate, haaate it. He uses it whenever we tell him something he doesn't want to hear, or when we try and discipline him, and lately that is often.
Plus, it's been raining, and look at the forecast for next week!
Joy, huh?!
In this town - there's not a whole lot to do inside-wise. We have no indoor malls, and the kid's museum failed miserably the other day, due to the above obnoxious behavior. I had to drag him LITERALLY kicking and screaming from the museum because he was pulling that crap with the other kids, and hoarding the toys, and not listening.
Also, we haven't re-newed our Aquarium membership... because
1. It's Expensive.
2. The Kid's area is being remodeled, and won't be opened until April. This is one of the sole small closed- off areas in there for toddlers and pre-schoolers.
3. I CANNOT chase him all over the entirety of the Aquarium right now... I am nearly 7 1/2 months pregnant, and achy, sore, and otherwise NOT going to do it.
I am tired. Tired of the yelling, the screaming, the tantrums. I'm tired of being unhappy. Tired.... Tired of being achy, tired of being cooped up inside. Just stick a damn fork in me, already.
Don't get me wrong. I love my son. I love him with all my heart. I just really don't LIKE him right now.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Menu Monday Week of Jan 20-25
Sunday:
Quick Pasta with Mushrooms, onions, and Tomato Vodka Sauce (Jarred from Trader Joe's)
Monday:
Having James & Mish over for dinner...
Italian Parm Breaded Chicken (this was a special request)
Red Wine Risotto with Peas
Green Beans Sauteed with Garlic
Tuesday: Knitting Night... something quick, dunno yet
Wednesday:
Smokey Chicken Cheddar Quesadillas with Pea & White Bean "Guacamole" (Robin Miller Cookbook Recipe)
Beans/Rice/Chips/Salsa
Thursday:
Mac & Cheese with Ham (Rachael Ray cookbook Recipe)
Friday:
Dinner out with my dad
Quick Pasta with Mushrooms, onions, and Tomato Vodka Sauce (Jarred from Trader Joe's)
Monday:
Having James & Mish over for dinner...
Italian Parm Breaded Chicken (this was a special request)
Red Wine Risotto with Peas
Green Beans Sauteed with Garlic
Tuesday: Knitting Night... something quick, dunno yet
Wednesday:
Smokey Chicken Cheddar Quesadillas with Pea & White Bean "Guacamole" (Robin Miller Cookbook Recipe)
Beans/Rice/Chips/Salsa
Thursday:
Mac & Cheese with Ham (Rachael Ray cookbook Recipe)
Friday:
Dinner out with my dad
Monday, January 14, 2008
There's a baby in there!!
I realized I have like, NO pregnancy pics this time around. Poor Ashley has 2nd child syndrome, already!
Taken today - 1/14/2008 at 28 weeks.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
The Many Joys of Apartment Living....
Our downstairs neighbors are party-ers. I mean really, really loud party-ers... and I don't care... except....
There have been several times in the last few months where they have done this same shit. It's about 2:15am... Friday or Saturday night - right after last call... and the guy (who - to my knowledge... is the only one who lives in the apartment downstairs) and his girlfriend get into loud, drunken arguments while she's getting ready to leave in her car. The car just always happens to be parked...conveniently downstairs RIGHT below my bedroom window.
So, Friday night/Saturday morning.... right on cue, I was woken up by their drunken antics.
They were yelling, and being generally loud drunken, inconsiderate assholes... and then he went back into his apartment, and was slamming the door, and yelling.... and carrying on. There was, as always, a loud group of people in his apartment.... and I could hear their carrying on... through my floor!
So, I got up, peed, and called the cops.
I talked to the dispatch woman, and explained the situation to her. Since my car accident a couple of years ago, I have had the non-emergency number to the PD programmed into my cell. So, I gave her the address, and she told me she would send an officer over to check it out.
Okay. Back to bed, settle in, getting comfy again... and then, 15 minutes later my cell rings. WTF? It's like 2:30-something by this time. I answer it, and it's the dispatch woman. She says they don't have a record of our apartment building's address in their system. WTF???! I repeat that the apartment building's address in 11-blank-blank Noneyabizness Street. And she says are you sure it's not 10-blank-blank Noneyabizness Street? I say, No, I know where I live, even in the middle of the night. We are at the corner of Noneyabizness and Randomnumber Street and it's the ONLY apartment building on that corner.
By this time, Jeff hears me talking, and comes to investigate. He asks who I'm talking to, and I tell him, with dispatch still on the line, that I was trying to call the cops on our asshole downstairs neighbors. And, that apparently, it's easier to get pizza delivered than an officer dispatched.
Finally, they get their shit together... and they sent a cop out, but all he did was drive by, and they didn't even bother to get out of his car. The drunken a-holes had moved their ruckus inside... and I guess it was too much trouble for the officer to leave his nice warm car, and investigate further.
I decided, though... I am calling the cops every time they do this from here on out. No one fucks with the pregnant lady's sleep and gets away with it.
There have been several times in the last few months where they have done this same shit. It's about 2:15am... Friday or Saturday night - right after last call... and the guy (who - to my knowledge... is the only one who lives in the apartment downstairs) and his girlfriend get into loud, drunken arguments while she's getting ready to leave in her car. The car just always happens to be parked...conveniently downstairs RIGHT below my bedroom window.
So, Friday night/Saturday morning.... right on cue, I was woken up by their drunken antics.
They were yelling, and being generally loud drunken, inconsiderate assholes... and then he went back into his apartment, and was slamming the door, and yelling.... and carrying on. There was, as always, a loud group of people in his apartment.... and I could hear their carrying on... through my floor!
So, I got up, peed, and called the cops.
I talked to the dispatch woman, and explained the situation to her. Since my car accident a couple of years ago, I have had the non-emergency number to the PD programmed into my cell. So, I gave her the address, and she told me she would send an officer over to check it out.
Okay. Back to bed, settle in, getting comfy again... and then, 15 minutes later my cell rings. WTF? It's like 2:30-something by this time. I answer it, and it's the dispatch woman. She says they don't have a record of our apartment building's address in their system. WTF???! I repeat that the apartment building's address in 11-blank-blank Noneyabizness Street. And she says are you sure it's not 10-blank-blank Noneyabizness Street? I say, No, I know where I live, even in the middle of the night. We are at the corner of Noneyabizness and Randomnumber Street and it's the ONLY apartment building on that corner.
By this time, Jeff hears me talking, and comes to investigate. He asks who I'm talking to, and I tell him, with dispatch still on the line, that I was trying to call the cops on our asshole downstairs neighbors. And, that apparently, it's easier to get pizza delivered than an officer dispatched.
Finally, they get their shit together... and they sent a cop out, but all he did was drive by, and they didn't even bother to get out of his car. The drunken a-holes had moved their ruckus inside... and I guess it was too much trouble for the officer to leave his nice warm car, and investigate further.
I decided, though... I am calling the cops every time they do this from here on out. No one fucks with the pregnant lady's sleep and gets away with it.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Wrapping up the week
This week has been fairly un-eventful. But, that's okay... I'm not complaining! :)
I had my OB appointment on Tuesday. Everything looks good. My blood sugar was 130, and they want you at that or below. I blame all those Peppermint Mochas during the holidays! LOL! He said as long as it wasn't higher than 130, not to worry. My BP was 120/70, so perfectly fine, and growth was good.
I am getting very uncomfortable. Lots of pelvic and lower back discomfort. This little girl is very, very low... and boy am I feeling it right about now. Ugh. My lower right hip/back is killing me right now... but I can't get into the chiro until next week. So, I just know the drive up to the in-laws tomorrow morning is going to be super-fun on my already thrashed body. Oh well, such is life.
I took a bunch of Travis' old baby clothes to the 2 consignment stores in town. The one I went to today is very chi-chi.... they only take higher-end stuff. Like, Gap, Gymboree and above. (Way, WAY above... there was some stuff in there that was ridiculous. $300. For infant clothing. Ugh.) So, I only took in some of the very nicest things I had in the 0-6 month sizes... they pay out about 35% of the selling price.... which is okay.
The coolest thing about this boutique, is that they buy everything up front, and send you a check. So, that will be nice. Honestly, I don't even want store credit in this place, it's that $$.
The other place, is much more relaxed. They are not snobby about brands, and everything is very reasonably priced. So, that's the place I will do the store credit for. They do 60% store credit, or 40% cash payout. I bought a big stack of things for Ashley there - Gymboree, Baby Gap, Carters, Osh Kosh, all of it... some of it was 2 piece sets, too! I got like 12 items of really nice stuff - for $23.00 total. So, wow - like $3.00 or under an item! Can't beat those prices!! :)
Anyway... going to try and bribe the kid to take a nap with me... cause I am really, really tired. He's been fighting them hard this week... I really hope it's just a phase... cause I will seriously fuh-reak out if he decides not to nap anymore!
Dude, only 3 months to go, until I am seriously outnumbered! How nuts is that?!
I had my OB appointment on Tuesday. Everything looks good. My blood sugar was 130, and they want you at that or below. I blame all those Peppermint Mochas during the holidays! LOL! He said as long as it wasn't higher than 130, not to worry. My BP was 120/70, so perfectly fine, and growth was good.
I am getting very uncomfortable. Lots of pelvic and lower back discomfort. This little girl is very, very low... and boy am I feeling it right about now. Ugh. My lower right hip/back is killing me right now... but I can't get into the chiro until next week. So, I just know the drive up to the in-laws tomorrow morning is going to be super-fun on my already thrashed body. Oh well, such is life.
I took a bunch of Travis' old baby clothes to the 2 consignment stores in town. The one I went to today is very chi-chi.... they only take higher-end stuff. Like, Gap, Gymboree and above. (Way, WAY above... there was some stuff in there that was ridiculous. $300. For infant clothing. Ugh.) So, I only took in some of the very nicest things I had in the 0-6 month sizes... they pay out about 35% of the selling price.... which is okay.
The coolest thing about this boutique, is that they buy everything up front, and send you a check. So, that will be nice. Honestly, I don't even want store credit in this place, it's that $$.
The other place, is much more relaxed. They are not snobby about brands, and everything is very reasonably priced. So, that's the place I will do the store credit for. They do 60% store credit, or 40% cash payout. I bought a big stack of things for Ashley there - Gymboree, Baby Gap, Carters, Osh Kosh, all of it... some of it was 2 piece sets, too! I got like 12 items of really nice stuff - for $23.00 total. So, wow - like $3.00 or under an item! Can't beat those prices!! :)
Anyway... going to try and bribe the kid to take a nap with me... cause I am really, really tired. He's been fighting them hard this week... I really hope it's just a phase... cause I will seriously fuh-reak out if he decides not to nap anymore!
Dude, only 3 months to go, until I am seriously outnumbered! How nuts is that?!
Monday, January 07, 2008
Menu Monday
Several years ago, I had an epiphany. My husband and I like to go grocery shopping together... but oftentimes we didn't have A Plan.
As in, we'd go into the grocery store after working all day. (Mistake#1)
We'd shop when we were hungry, tired, or otherwise cranky. (Mistake #2)
We'd forget what we actually had in the pantry cupboards, and end up buying duplicate items. (Mistake #3)
We'd spend $75.00 and STILL have "nothing to eat" in the house. Yup. Mistake of all mistakes.
So, for the last 4-5 years or so.... I make a meal plan each week. I used to be a lot more anal about checking the sales, coupons, etc... which stores had what... planning my list to the exact item. And, although I could do that again... I don't necessarily want to, given the whole I have a toddler, and soon to be infant situation.
We go to Trader Joes, Costco, and Safeway most weeks. We spend quite a bit on groceries each week. I mean, yesterday, we spent about $160 between Trader Joes and Safeway. But, again, I was planning on making lasagna, and then we were having friends over, so we bought extra beer. :) Still, Travis and I have breakfast, lunch, and snacks at home every day during the week... and we eat at home most nights, except for the occasional lunch out - or the more frequent - pizza for dinner.
I really do enjoy cooking... as anyone who knows me can attest. My lasagna is renowned... and if not restrained, Jeff could probably eat 1/2 a pan in one sitting.... although not without facing severe consequences later.
My challenge is that right now, especially... I am really exhausted... so I want mostly no-fuss recipes, with lots of flavor... but that Travis will also eat.
So this week... here is my menu... we shop on Friday or Saturday most weeks, so this week my menu starts on Sunday:
Sunday: Lasagna/Garlic bread/Salad
Monday: Herb Roasted chicken with garlic and lemon/ rice/ broccoli
Tuesday: Mexican with black beans, spanish rice, chips & salsa
Wednesday: Hammy Mac & Cheese/ Salad
Thursday: Leftovers
Friday: Usually dinner out with my dad @ Chili's.
Saturday: Out of town @ in-laws
As in, we'd go into the grocery store after working all day. (Mistake#1)
We'd shop when we were hungry, tired, or otherwise cranky. (Mistake #2)
We'd forget what we actually had in the pantry cupboards, and end up buying duplicate items. (Mistake #3)
We'd spend $75.00 and STILL have "nothing to eat" in the house. Yup. Mistake of all mistakes.
So, for the last 4-5 years or so.... I make a meal plan each week. I used to be a lot more anal about checking the sales, coupons, etc... which stores had what... planning my list to the exact item. And, although I could do that again... I don't necessarily want to, given the whole I have a toddler, and soon to be infant situation.
We go to Trader Joes, Costco, and Safeway most weeks. We spend quite a bit on groceries each week. I mean, yesterday, we spent about $160 between Trader Joes and Safeway. But, again, I was planning on making lasagna, and then we were having friends over, so we bought extra beer. :) Still, Travis and I have breakfast, lunch, and snacks at home every day during the week... and we eat at home most nights, except for the occasional lunch out - or the more frequent - pizza for dinner.
I really do enjoy cooking... as anyone who knows me can attest. My lasagna is renowned... and if not restrained, Jeff could probably eat 1/2 a pan in one sitting.... although not without facing severe consequences later.
My challenge is that right now, especially... I am really exhausted... so I want mostly no-fuss recipes, with lots of flavor... but that Travis will also eat.
So this week... here is my menu... we shop on Friday or Saturday most weeks, so this week my menu starts on Sunday:
Sunday: Lasagna/Garlic bread/Salad
Monday: Herb Roasted chicken with garlic and lemon/ rice/ broccoli
Tuesday: Mexican with black beans, spanish rice, chips & salsa
Wednesday: Hammy Mac & Cheese/ Salad
Thursday: Leftovers
Friday: Usually dinner out with my dad @ Chili's.
Saturday: Out of town @ in-laws
Friday, January 04, 2008
Stormy Weather....
It's rockin' and rollin' out there today! Stormy, wet, windy as crap! Just in typing this post.... the power has flickered twice! Yikes! I checked Weather.com... there are "gusts" predicted from 39-60 miles an hour!! Woah!
I didn't sleep well last night.... the ROAR of the wind, and the tree branches hitting the window made for a very loud night. Plus, Travis was tossing and turning next to me, which kept me awake, as well.
I had to go do my (27-week!!) 1-hour blood glucose test this morning. I went to the lab at 7:00am.... and they gave me a Lemon-Lime drink this time. It wasn't as bad as the orange-flavored one.... which just made me wanna puke. They also only took 2 vials of blood, unlike my 14 week visit, where they took enough for a whole OB panel. Like, um, 8 vials? So, it wasn't so bad. I guess.
I had my iPod, and was rockin' Justin Timberlake, and knitting for the hour I had to wait in the office. I started a pair of Little Turtle Knits Picky Pants last night. They are a dark raspberry color, and I am going to make them capris and do the picot trim along the ankles.
I really want to try dying some yarn up with Koolaid, as I have seen some awesome results on Ravelry.
It looks like I will have a lot of time for knitting, as the storms are forecasted to be going strong this weekend.
I do need to venture out later to go to Trader Joes.... but for the most part, we are staying inside today!
Thank goodness we have the seldom-used Playdough, paints, and Travis' new Thomas the Train Aquadoodle from Christmas to hopefully keep us occupied, electricity or no! :)
I didn't sleep well last night.... the ROAR of the wind, and the tree branches hitting the window made for a very loud night. Plus, Travis was tossing and turning next to me, which kept me awake, as well.
I had to go do my (27-week!!) 1-hour blood glucose test this morning. I went to the lab at 7:00am.... and they gave me a Lemon-Lime drink this time. It wasn't as bad as the orange-flavored one.... which just made me wanna puke. They also only took 2 vials of blood, unlike my 14 week visit, where they took enough for a whole OB panel. Like, um, 8 vials? So, it wasn't so bad. I guess.
I had my iPod, and was rockin' Justin Timberlake, and knitting for the hour I had to wait in the office. I started a pair of Little Turtle Knits Picky Pants last night. They are a dark raspberry color, and I am going to make them capris and do the picot trim along the ankles.
I really want to try dying some yarn up with Koolaid, as I have seen some awesome results on Ravelry.
It looks like I will have a lot of time for knitting, as the storms are forecasted to be going strong this weekend.
I do need to venture out later to go to Trader Joes.... but for the most part, we are staying inside today!
Thank goodness we have the seldom-used Playdough, paints, and Travis' new Thomas the Train Aquadoodle from Christmas to hopefully keep us occupied, electricity or no! :)
Thursday, January 03, 2008
New Year...
I like that, each year... after the hustle and bustle leading up to the holidays... there is a week or so of just being. After all the shopping, and baking, and wrapping, and rushing.... after the unwrapping, and giving, and getting, and returning...the stores have the wrapping paper, and ornaments marked down to super-cheap.
It's calming... the Christmas trees and lights are still up. The decorations on the city light posts haven't come down yet... And... just like that... it's done. And calm. And comforting.
I made a huge pot of soup on New Years Eve afternoon. And it was just like that.... soothing, calming, comforting. There's something about the process of making soup. It's a labor of love.... chopping, nurturing, seasoning, simmering, stirring... and then you have this delicious meal afterwards. It's so nice.... especially, since we live in this culture of NOW! PREPACKAGED! INSTANT! FAST! To actually do something simple like take the TIME to make soup. It's not hard... but it's a departure from the norm. It's actually, almost meditative. Then you can package it up and send it home with your friends and family.
This year, I don't have any fancy resolutions, Uberlists, or goals. It's simple for me this year. I just want to enjoy my family, be the best mother that I can be, simplify, and make soup more often. :)
It's calming... the Christmas trees and lights are still up. The decorations on the city light posts haven't come down yet... And... just like that... it's done. And calm. And comforting.
I made a huge pot of soup on New Years Eve afternoon. And it was just like that.... soothing, calming, comforting. There's something about the process of making soup. It's a labor of love.... chopping, nurturing, seasoning, simmering, stirring... and then you have this delicious meal afterwards. It's so nice.... especially, since we live in this culture of NOW! PREPACKAGED! INSTANT! FAST! To actually do something simple like take the TIME to make soup. It's not hard... but it's a departure from the norm. It's actually, almost meditative. Then you can package it up and send it home with your friends and family.
This year, I don't have any fancy resolutions, Uberlists, or goals. It's simple for me this year. I just want to enjoy my family, be the best mother that I can be, simplify, and make soup more often. :)
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