Saturday, September 30, 2006
sniff. sniff. sniff.
oh and by the way. i have been given permission to shop. yes. i know. how incredible it is! and even despite my recent post about cutting back. we were outside last night at this school function thingy and J kept covering jules up with a blanket because, in his defense, it was cold. anyway, the girl grows like a weed so i had her in the warmest cute outfit we could find (that she could fit her chubby thighs into) and he was still very worried about her. he said, "do we need to stop at Babies 'R Us on the way home?"
Friday, September 29, 2006
first let me say that i am obsessive about keeping track of how much money there is left on a gift card that i haven’t fully used. not only do i write the new amount on the back of the card in black Sharpee, but i also usually wrap the receipt around the card itself that tells the remaining balance on the card. then i put the card back in my stack and put a rubber band around them all.
so why is it that it never fails that the computers tell you that you have some random amount left on the card the next time you visit that business? the other night we went to a chain restaurant and i pulled out my gift cards to pay. i had two, one with the original $10 on it and the other with a remaining balance of $15.30 according to my notes. well, the waiter came back and told me that there was only $9 left on the second card which i really don’t understand. i know that $6.30 is not really that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things, but it just makes me mad that someone had already paid that restaurant when the gift was originally purchased and now they’ve gotten some way of getting more money out of us by telling me that there’s an incorrect balance remaining on the card. in this case the waiter offered to go get a manager, but i’m not one to make a scene or make such a big deal about something so minor (see: increasing assertiveness). but i’ve been down that road before. the managers always come. they scan the gift card, tell me the same thing, i argue with them and show them my receipt and then they say that the gift card was used since then, blah, blah, blah. WAAAH! i want my “free money” back!
and what's up with this mess of deducting $0.95 every year the gift gift is not redeemed?! what a rip off!
well, thanks for letting me get that off my chest. i feel better now. i’m off to give blood (and hopefully score some free Krispy Kremes). happy Friday!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
well, i obviously need to cut back on my spending. or i need to come up with some other ways to make a little more money. i’m thinking that it will be easier to just try to cut back a little since you know i have all this spare time now that i have a baby and all. do you have any suggestions? it will be nice when little J stops taking so much formula. the darn stuff is SO expensive! (and of course the rice cereal and oatmeal is only like two cents a serving.) anyway, no more clothes shopping for me for a while and i’m contemplating quitting stamp club so i won’t spend any there and instead using that time as a designated scrapbooking/card making time to use the supplies i already have.
oh and by the way, we’ve now eaten one of our dream dinners and it was fabulous in my opinion. not so much in the husband’s but oh well. more to come on that…
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Thank you for taking care of me when I didn’t feel good. Thank you for still smiling at me and loving me. I really liked sitting on your laps and laying on your shoulder. You helped me feel better.
I love you!
Thank you for bringing me a walker to play in. I love sliding around the kitchen in it although it's odd that it only goes backwards... I'll have to figure out how it is that Mama and Daddy can make it go forwards. But it is a lot of fun! I really like the bears on top. I hope you can come play with me sometime soon!
I love you!
Thanks for coming to visit me yesterday. It made me so happy to see someone besides that crazy Mama lady! I had fun swinging outside with you. Please come visit me again soon. I've heard you have a loud bike and I want to see it!
that being said, there was an hour or so on Monday where i thought, “if only i sent her to daycare i wouldn’t have to worry about how my concern for my child affects my personal relationships with my family.” it’s unfortunate that i often hurt the feelings of the people who are close to me because i share a suggestion for taking care of the little girl. because of the way it comes out it is sometimes heard as criticism and my comments are taken personally. i wish that they didn’t and weren’t. that’s what stinks about having family take care of your baby. but i’ll take the stinky every day over putting Jules in day care and her not getting to love on her grandparents each day.
Monday, September 25, 2006
the little girl seems to be cutting two more teeth. the top front ones this time. she hasn’t been napping well and has been occasionally crying out in her sleep. she seems tired, but not really fussy and constantly chews on anything and everything. even the nipples on her bottles. she puts them to the side like her gums are really tender in the front. i feel so bad for her. plus, she may be on her way to dropping the 3rd nap that she takes every day.
anyway, i have a busier week than normal this week because big J is going to be out of town for work. i dread it, but i know it will be over and back to normal soon. i also have to take little J to the doctor today for her 6 month appointment and Friday i have a blood donation appointment and a school function that i have to attend at night. i guess i'll manage to get it all done. i hope you all have a great week!
You are six months old! That’s half a year! My little baby is growing up! So much has happened in the last month, I’m not sure where to start.
You are becoming a very independent little booger. You always want to stand up! And although you cannot do it own your own yet, you are always grabbing at our fingers and pulling as if to say, “Up! Up!” You stand up and then sit down, stand, sit, stand, sit, over and over again. You don’t like to be laying down anymore at all.
In all honesty, you have really had a rough month. You cut your first teeth early this month. Two bottom ones at the same time! This has caused you to be sore and cranky and you haven’t slept very well at all because of it. We have tried giving you teething rings and cold washcloths to chew on and you gnaw away! The Tylenol helped you sleep a little better, but I wish there was more we could do for you because you haven’t been yourself. Not fussy, just really solemn and quiet. It’s okay though, because we know that we’ll get through this. Time is flying by!
Now you can hold your bottle all by yourself and you reach for it the minute you see it. You still spit up a lot though. You are drinking less and less milk these days and eating more and more “real” food. We know that you are starting to learn the signs we do too because you get excited when we say the word “milk” or “eat” and do the sign right before we feed you.
Speaking of food, you HATE green beans. You will eat anything else that we’ll let you get your hands on, but green beans….nope! You won’t have one bit of it! You’ve not only spit them out and gagged them down, but you’ve also literally blown them at us to make it clear that you will have no such food. Trust me, we got the message loud and clear, but I’m not promising that we won’t ask you to try them again in a few weeks or so.
I had a lot of fun watching you in the nursery at church for the first time this month. It was so entertaining to see you interact with the other babies. Sometimes I don’t think you had a clue that you were pulling on a toy that another kid was holding, but you didn’t seem to care when one clumsily fell on your feet. It was really hard for both your mama and your daddy to not jerk toys out of your mouth that the other babies had just been drooling on. We hope that being around those other kids at least every Sunday will be good for you.
You have really become a wiggle worm this month! You have certainly gotten the rolling thing down pat. You roll to the left and right from tummy to back and back to tummy and you love to twist and turn on the changing table. When your daddy passes you off to me after your bath I put you on the bed to put lotion on you and you immediately roll and roll. You don’t have a lot of interest in crawling yet although you will get up on your hands and knees when we help you. Most of the time you just flop back down on your tummy when you can’t reach what you want.
At your doctor’s appointment today we’ll see how much you officially weigh. I’m guessing that you’re still in the 95th percentile in weight and height. You’re such a big girl and people always comment on your chubby cheeks. Plus, you grow like a weed!
Jules, I’m so excited about the next 6 months with you! You never cease to amaze me. I love you!
Friday, September 22, 2006
it was a really fun experience. the food looked and SMELLED DELICIOUS and the descriptions sounded like they were straight off of a fancy restaurant menu although i don’t know how they taste yet. i’ll have to let you know about that. plus the prices are very reasonable (around $4.30 per serving). i am just thrilled to have dinner already prepped for 6 nights because dangit! it’s hard cooking dinner AND taking care of a baby. (whine, whine, whine, i know)
Thursday, September 21, 2006
anyway, some time ago my father heard a radio show or something where they were discussing the materialism of children these days or something like that and he told us about an idea of letting your child only have something like ten toys at a time. (i may have the details mixed up but you get the idea.) anyway, the concept was that if the child only gets to keep ten toys then they will learn to work for what they get, value what they have, and become less selfish overall by giving their extra toys to those less fortunate.
if the child were to get a gift for their birthday then they could keep that toy for a week and then decide if they wanted to replace one of their old toys with the new toy or keep the old ones and give the new toy away. eventually there would be enough toys boxed and ready for a nice outing to the Goodwill or whatever other charity and (bonus) the child would get to participate in a giving activity.
while this whole idea poses lots of questions, i think we’re ready to give it a try with Julianna. but what constitutes a toy exactly? and at what age do you start? is it ever too early to teach your children to share and give? but when is she old enough to be able to choose which she wants?
this is something i’ve struggled with my entire life. i want to have what i want to have, but i also want to be selfless and certainly not greedy. i want my daughter to grow up with plenty to play with, but not be a spoiled brat either.
thank goodness i don't have to worry about it too much for now.
because like NikkiZ all jules is really interested in are the tags.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
there were also lots of those inflatable jumpy things, but unfortunately that requires the ability to stand on your own and well, jump. so needless to say, little j did not get the chance to play in the inflatable jumpy things although we did explore an old castle so that was fun.
besides all that there was gem mining and some relay races and other organized company fun crap that we skipped out on, but the food was yummy and it was a beautiful day so i really had fun.
then Sunday the church that big j grew up in had it's annual homecoming. we got to take little j and show her off (and surprise, surprise miss a nap again). my favorite part was of course, getting to eat yummy food made by those awesome little old ladies.
oh yeah. sunday night we were pretty bored so we went to an elementary school playground. little j is still too young to really enjoy things like that but we all sure had fun goofing off on the monkey bars and we got some cute pictures. we'll try again in a few months.
monday nanna came over to babysit while the husband and i got to go have dinner by ourselves and last night i got to go out for ladies night for the second month in a row!
plus it is season premiere week and i've had something to watch every night. Monday was How I Met Your Mother, the most awesome comedy left on TV these days. i also wanted to catch Studio 60 because i love both Matthew Perry and Amanda Peet, but i missed it. tonight it Biggest Loser (which i am so glad they brought back - i LOVE that show!) and Project Runway. then tomorrow is the second episode of Survivor. YAY!
so it's been busy around here, but fun. i hope you'll forgive me for not writing much and just enjoy looking at my cute baby.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
anyway, i realized this weekend that it’s no one’s fault but my own. i am not assertive by nature and i am really mad at myself for getting mad at everyone else for something that is totally my fault. if i would make the choice to “make” things go my way (or at least take actions that would encourage them to) then i wouldn’t have this problem. instead, i sit on my lazy butt and sulk and complain when they don’t happen like i’d imagined.
now i have a goal for myself. [wow. i sure do seem to be the “goal-y” type lately, don’t i?] nevertheless, my goal is that i am going to try to be more assertive when i am in this particular kind of situation that i was faced with this past weekend. OR. just not sulk and complain about it.
i need you people to help me with this. you can ask me every once in a while how it is going or just gently remind me to remember my goal. sounds easy, but i can guarantee that it will be hard. i’ll let you know how it goes.
Friday, September 15, 2006
the next fifth Sunday is in October (along with everything else in the world). we are needing to get some kind of baby carrier that will let us carry little j on our backs instead of the hand-me-down one we have that holds the baby in front and facing backwards (does that make sense?). little j has grown tired of that one because she can’t see out where we’re going and also it would make it really difficult for us to see the path on the trail with her in front. please let me know if you can recommend a baby carrier that puts the baby on your back.
now if only i knew how many extra calories i will burn hiking a few hours carrying an extra 18 or 19 pounds? this should be an adventure…
how fun! i love learning new things! i love british accents! but more importantly, i love harry potter!
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Student: “Can I get a drink of water?”
Me: “I don’t know, can you?”
Student: “Well I know I can, but can I?”
Student: “What’s a blog?”
I don’t know why, but for some reason my kookiness really finds that one amusing.
Student: “What is it that they call President Bush? Some kind of letter…?”
It's sad that you are considered an American citizen.
Student: “When you say red font, do you mean red red?”
No I mean blue red.
Student: “Do I have time to go get water?”
Me: “Class starts at 12:47. You can decide.”
Student: “I know, but do I have time to go get water?”
Student: “Who is Bill Gates?”
You’re kidding, right? I bet you know who Lindsay Lohan is though.
Student: “Do you get paid more than my mom?”
Hello. Um…. I’m a teacher….um… at a private school….. um…. I don't know what your mom does, but regardless that would be an emphatic NO!
Student: “What does MILF mean?”
I can’t tell you that. Seriously. What do you say to a kid who asks you this?
And the winner is….
Student: “Is Carrie Underwood a Christian?”
Hhhhmmmmmm let me see here…. Does the song go, “Jesus take the wheel” or maybe it’s “Buddha take the wheel”…. I’m not sure about that one.
anyway, i had just weaned little J and the formula caused her to have a little bout of constipation. i called the doctor and they told me to give her water/juice, but in the meantime i took a hilarious video of her grunting and squeezing away and posted it for dad to see. it was really pathetic the amount she struggled, pushed, and turned red, but it was also a tad bit funny.
well since that time i have realized just how much she takes after her father. she has developed a habit of sometimes lifting one leg right before she poots. we always laugh at her, which i know we shouldn’t do because one day that will encourage her to do it more and more and at inappropriate times, but for now it is too funny. especially because she keeps the most innocent little look on her face. you can’t help but smile.
the night before last when i put her on the bed after her bath to rub lotion on her she immediately rolled over on her tummy (as she always does now that she’s learning how to play when she wants to play and not just when i let her play) and as soon as i rubbed down her back and touched her precious little baby butt cheeks she let out the loudest poot she’s had in a while. at first i jumped out of pure shock and then the giggles took over. too funny.
then one night this week she also decided that she couldn’t wait until she got in the tub (as she usually does) to go pee. instead she peed right after J took the diaper off and on him and the bathroom floor as he was helping her practice stand up against the side of the tub as the water was running. (we'll have to try to start teaching her that little girls sit down to go pee.) i know, i know, the running water will do it all the time, but it was still a little funny.
i don’t remember what it was like to not care or not even know when you had to go, but it sure must have been nice while it lasted.
so read this poop story. like all of Dad Gone Mad's stuff, it's really funny.
other random thoughts for today:
YAY for jeans on Friday! Friday is homecoming at my school so we can wear school colors (blue and white). Translation: Jeans Day.
BTW - the TODAY show did a style segment this morning on finding the perfect pair of jeans. i was excited to see it (i actually put off taking little J upstairs for her nap so that i wouldn’t miss it) because i love denim so much. well let me just say that it was majorly depressing. a big disappointment.
they showed four women three of which were size 0 – 4 (they printed it on the screen) and one that was a size 14. they kept referring to the size 14 girl “for those of you who need larger sizes” and that really irked me because since when is size 14 really larger? i thought “plus” sizes started around size 18 or so. am i wrong?
and even if plus sizes don’t start at 18, why did they not include a “plus” size model? or is the size 14 girl considered a “plus” size model these days? that is just sad considering that the average size of women in America in 2002 was 152 pounds and the average dress size is a 14.
"For women, the fashion industry's fit model, or the model they use to size clothes downward and up, is a size 8 (the average American woman wears a dress size of 11-14, according to the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services.)"
basically we’re saying that anyone even one size above average falls into the “plus” size category. very depressing considering that i am just recently back in my size 12s since having Julianna and i am working so hard at getting in a size smaller. anyway, the TODAY show and Stacy London let me down.
so i had to read this to cheer myself up.
oh and one more thing. why is everyone making such a big deal about Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown? is it just because they’ve actually made it through 14 years of (i guess you could say) successful marriage and now they’re calling it quits? i say more power to her for filing the divorce. go Whitney! go get clean and lose all of those people who always bring you down. end the cycle before it ends you. but that's just my two cents.
and if my husband and i ever get divorced i’m keeping the baby. :)
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
perfect TV watching weather.
so for now i am going back to watching Meredith on TODAY and patiently waiting for the Survivor premiere on Thursday.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
my google weight tracker keeps saying, "Danger! You're heading away from your goal!" and that just pisses me off. it makes me the maddest because my weight hasn't changed so i don't know why it's displaying that message.
anyway, this morning i was up only a half a pound. i have been the same weight for at least the last week straight so that sucked, but since i walked yesterday morning and today and i am planning on going tomorrow too i hope that will balance it all out. i don't mind not losing as long as i don't start gaining again.
the good thing about the google weight tracker though is that because it keeps a moving average of my weight it encourages me to keep the long run in mind. i am not so much worried about taking off the extra weight quickly now. i am more concerned with keeping my moving average low.
i love google.
ever since i had the baby i’ve noticed that i’ve just naturally become a more cautious driver. for the first week or two it was just that i was still sore from labor and delivery and then it progressed into the fact that i had to watch little J’s every move in the rear view mirror while i drove. now i just think i am naturally a little bit slower whenever i am driving. i don’t know if it’s a mom thing or what.
anyway, i still drive a little on the fast side, but i can tell that i’ve chilled out a little bit. of course, you’d think i was worried about our safety or something, but no. i think it is all because i am just super paranoid about getting a ticket and having the cop stand at my window tsk-tsking me while he looks judgmentally at the baby in the back seat. plus i am always rushing everywhere in between Julianna’s naps so getting pulled or in a wreck would seriously just slow us down that much more. (nevermind the possibility of injury, fatality, or even the cost of automobile repair.) nevertheless, a few more miles per hour slower, a minivan, and another child, and i will officially be one of those crazed and annoying mommy drivers.
they say having a baby changes things, but i had no idea!
Monday, September 11, 2006
we are both control freaks and we argued the entire time about where things should go or what area to work on next. but at least we got it done and i am glad i had some help. here are some “before” pictures. the food took over our whole kitchen!
and here is the “after” picture. how fun! i love feeling organized!
Friday, September 8, 2006
Dad, I like movies too!
thank you for taking care of me every day. i really have fun when you take me on walks and pick flowers with me. i love to hear you count the cars although i’m still not sure about all those numbers you keep saying. thank you also for saving me from having to look at that mommy person again! i get tired of her! i also really enjoy playing in the floor with you and sleeping at your house too. it’s nice to have a change of scenery. i’m still confused as to why Nanna keeps putting her hand up to her mouth and then making that funny kissing noise, but i do love when she feeds me and reads stories with me. i don’t know why she won’t let me eat the books more. thank you both for being so nice to me! i’m sorry when i am a cranky head and when i spit up all over your clean carpet, but thank you for loving me anyway. i love you! happy grandparents day!
this Sunday is national grandparents day. singer/songwriter Johnny Prill has written "A Song For Grandma And Grandpa" which is now the official song of national grandparents day! check out the National Grandparents Day Website to see how you can celebrate.
Thursday, September 7, 2006
this weekend we found quite a few ants on our island bar. we *think* they were coming in from the vent for the stove from under the house, but we’re still really not sure. we managed to kill all of those and over the course of several days J was able to clean out the whole island, get rid of all of those ants, and then put everything back.
well, yesterday when i got home from work i saw that there was a new path of ants across the floor headed to the cat food bowl. right. next. to. our. pantry. we got rid of all of those and it didn’t look like there were any in the pantry.
until this morning.
this morning i saw tons of ants as i sleepily opened the cheerios box and started to pour it into my bowl. they were all over it! UGH! now we’re going to have to clean out the entire pantry!
now people, it kills me to think of all that food that is wasted now. if any of you have been to my house or even if you just know me, you know that i’ve stockpiled enough food in my pantry to last practically a lifetime. (i wouldn’t ever want to be caught without something to eat – gasp! – and of course i also like to buy in bulk to try to save a few pennies. besides, i’m so type-A that the second i use a can of food or see that the sugar is getting low or whatever i immediately add it to the grocery list so that i am always prepared.)
as usual, this has come back to bite me in the butt. it’s always those people who work ahead to be prepared in advance and be ready for whatever that get crapped on. by the ants, no doubt.
leave me some love as i will be cleaning and cleaning and cleaning and cleaning out our pantry today.
after Monday's run i felt like a failure. i don’t know why but i just couldn’t do it. since j and i both had the day off on Monday we were able to sleep a little later and he and little j ran with me. it was the first time we got to use the jogging stroller (fun!) although hubby pushed it the whole time (isn’t he nice?!) and despite the fact that i was thrilled to have people going along side of me for a change i still just couldn’t run very far. i managed to run for a total of ten minutes (in only about 1.5 minute increments - i know, i suck) but at least i exercised for thirty minutes total.
so anyway, yesterday it was back to the usual grind and because of work we had to get up before the baby and go in the dark in shifts. for some odd reason i was able to do much better. (i still have a hunch that it’s the iPod or maybe just the fact that i over-ate this past weekend and was sluggish, but whatever.)
so finally i will get to the point of this post. yesterday i was out running with my own private thoughts and my shorts kept creeping up my butt. now in my family we have labeled fat-people-shorts-that-creep-up-the-crotch “Triangle Shorts” because they somehow look like they make a triangle as people’s crotches eat their shorts and the outer leg part of the shorts stays in place. i’ve always told my mom and sister when we see someone out wearing "Triangle Shorts" to PLEASE not let me get that fat (and my mom has asked to be told when her bra makes her back look like it has boobs too, oh but i digress).
just imagine my dismay this morning when i realize that i do in fact, now possess “Triangle Shorts.” it’s not just the shorts either. i think i’ve just gotten to that point where all of my exercise clothes are so snug that they all ride up my crotch.
first of all, family, why didn't you tell me??! second, i'm gonna have to do something about this disastor. help me get rid of my triangle short wearing body and i will totally love you forever. and maybe i'll even post a picture...
Wednesday, September 6, 2006
anyway, i volunteered to get the sleep caps to catch her hair at night and then when we got to class on Sunday i heard the sad update. apparently, Medicare denied covering her stem cell transplant. the reason had something to do with the fact that a stem cell transplant is such a challenging procedure to go through that you need a full-time caregiver for at least two weeks after it. plus you have to go to the hospital and get daily shots in preparation, etc. because this lady has no family nearby and lives alone, the claim was denied. now she's thinking about not even going through with it at all because she really doesn't have a lot of choice. the class will probably write a letter offering to support her and be her "family" and she is going to keep persuing ways to get Medicare to pay, but the whole ordeal is sending her on an emotional rollercoaster. and i thought i was all sweet and smart by picking up a few hair loss caps. turns out she needs more than that so if you think of her send up a little prayer.
Tuesday, September 5, 2006
i missed two of J’s naps. GASP!
but wait! i can justify myself. first, we were out of school on Friday so i went for a long overdue trip to the mall. now anyone who's had a baby knows that it is VERY slow going when shopping with a little one. needless to say i was at the mall and running other errands from 10:15 am until 2 pm. little J usually takes a nap around 12:30 or 1 pm so we totally missed that one. she slept for about thirty minutes in the stroller, but that was it. so when we came home i immediately fed her and put her down for nap # 3 (usually at 4 pm, but i put her down at 3).
then Saturday i went to a girl’s house who was selling a lot of her daughter’s old clothes for cheap-o and after that i checked one relative visit off the list (if i hear one more person say, “she’s going to be walking before I see her next” i’m gonna puke). anyway, she missed nap #3 then and was Miss Crankypants for the rest of the evening.
now for my reasoning (read: sorry excuses). i am really starting to feel like she’s in a good enough routine that she will bounce back after one or two days of being off schedule. a month ago i would NOT have done any of that. i would have stayed at home under all circumstances to protect The Nap Schedule (since i have to uphold my title as Mrs. Nap Nazi). fortunately, my instinct was right and Sunday she did just fine napping just as usual and was back to her normal cheerful self.
Monday, September 4, 2006
one day i came in the room to find her like this: