Happy Halloween!

S.

Who Knew?

Who knew an envelope could be so entertaining!   S.

Food is Only Good...

when it's smeared across the face! K did better tonight. He ate 1 full jar of carrots and 1/2 jar of prunes. I was pretty amazed and proud. I think he's getting the hang of it.   S.

And How Do We End Our Week?

(as of 3:45 PM anyway)... There have been no more Evel Knievels off of the furniture since Monday's incident. The food saga continues. K likes bananas and oatmeal mixed with bananas. He will tolerate carrots. That really is about it. He's getting better eating from a spoon - actually a lot better. He will even open his mouth wide when we're giving him something he likes. That is the key though: what he likes vs. what he doesn't. I wish I could keep my salary and work part-time so that I could see K more. I think about him most of the day.   S.

Signature

Just playing around with an idea.   S.

Thursday 13 - My Birthday Wish

A couple people have asked what I want for my birthday. I don't really have answers for them anymore. I could care less about the day. I don't have any reason to celebrate getting older. It's more like a slap in the face, a reminder that I have one less year to get things done. Am I being a Drama Queen? Perhaps, but It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to! So here are 13 things that I'd like: 13. Organize 2 bathroom cabinets and 1 bathroom closet 12. Baby proof the home 11. Organize the payflex/medical bill receipts and update tracking log 10. Organize my dresser 9. Organize my computer cabinet 8. Find a place to store the DVD box sets so that K can’t reach them 7. Organize the garage 6. Motivation to get back to my exercise routine and eat better 5. Burn cd’s of K’s first 6 months of photos/videos 4. Have K not act like I’m feeding him poison when I give him new foods to try 3. Go to Halloween event w/K. pumkin patch, mall “celebration” – I don’t care. 2. Get 6 month prof. picks of family 1. Take back this incident from happening Get the Thursday Thirteen code here! The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted! View More Thursday Thirteen Participants

Just Fine, Thank You (& Showing Off Dinosaur PJ's)

As you can see, all is well. Thankfully.

And How Do We Begin Our Day...?

by watching our son fall off the bed and land on his head. Not the side, not the back - ON TOP OF HIS HEAD. You hear it all of the time, don't turn away for a second. I knew that. That was one of the things I knew from the very moment K came home. I guess I thought I could have 3-4 seconds. One. Second. That was all it took. I had placed him towards the middle of the bed and turned my back for ONE GOD DAMN SECOND to look for a shirt and as I turned around to see where he was, I instead watched him sail off the bed and land on top of his head. K is okay. Well, as okay as you can expect to be. He cried, I cried. J, well J made me feel like shit by saying "What did you do?" and "Why didn't you wait to look for the shirt?" Yes, why didn't I wait indeed. I let him know (through sobs) that I didn't know how long he was going to be in the bathroom and gee, it's time for us to leave now and I'm not even close to getting dressed! One. Second. That was all it took. I managed to get K ready for daycare and cried while I scraped the frost from the car windows, cried while waiting for the car to warm up, cried all the way to daycare, managed to pull it together before going inside daycare to tell B what happened, and then cried on the way to work. I feel like shit. You can tell me it happens, he'll be okay, don't be so hard on myself. But do you really understand... One. Second. That was all it took.

Almost Crawling

Abercrombie & Fitch Baby

Here We Go!

K is getting ready to crawl any day now. He's getting on hands and knees, but that's about it for now.

To Sign or Not To Sign

I've been thinking about teaching K some simple signs to help all of us communicate. I've heard really good things about it but I'm concerned that I wouldn't do it enough. That we'd get caught up in helping him eat or play that I'd simply forget. Signing Time was a web site that some had recommended and it looks good. Does anyone do this? I'm interested in how well it works/worked. I'm not expecting K to catch on and start signing right away, but it looked like something that would be helpful.

Silly Girl...

Well I've been "struck" with the plague that hit J. I'm soooooo hoping that K doesn't get this. He's had enough with the ear infection and little colds over the past couple months. Anyway, I feel like death warmed over. This makes Day 4 and it's looking a little bit better. I'm taking some killer antibiotics and mega decongestant. Here's hoping that it clears up fast. I've taken 2 days off of work and I've never done that. Well, not 2 days in a row. Is this year over yet???

Sitting Up!

I Want This Sign For My Office

The Food Saga Continues - K vs. Bananas

So K is still working on the whole eating from a spoon thing. He's not keen to it, but he's coming around, albeit slowly. Last night I thought we could try bananas. Supposedly everyone's child loves bananas. Yeah, just like everyone's child loves to eat from a spoon. (Apparently they haven't met K. I'd like to see them feed him from a spoon!) Well, he did okay. He wasn't sure about the taste (and if you've tried mushy bananas you would feel the same) but after a couple spoonfuls he started to eat it. Sure, most of it ended up on his nose, chin, bib, eyelashes (!) - but he did eat it. K even opened his mouth 3 times as the spoon got closer to his mouth. So, there's some progress. Not much, but it's there. I only wish I could say that K was catching on due to my patience and determination but the kudos go to B at daycare. She is the one who is working with him more. It's times like these that I wish I could be a stay at home mom. That's just not in the cards for us right now. I'm not depressed or regretful about it. I knew this is how it would be before K was a thought in our minds. Sometimes, though, it does make me sad. More than anything, it makes me cherish my time with him when I do get home. That's a good reason why my treadmill workouts have been hit and miss. As much work as K can be, I miss him during the day and can't wait to be with him after work. Oh, this is leading to another post. A much longer post that will have to come later. Suffice it to say, when K was first born and for approx. 3 1/2 months I had no clue what I was doing and I didn't have the overwhelming romantic "I'm a mom" feeling. It was a lot of work and I barely made it through. J held it together better than I did. Now, though, I'm watching K learning (how to sit up, eat, play, laugh), the connection / romantic "mom" feeling is getting stronger.

Banging Head Against the Wall

In addition to the double ear infection/sinus infection for J, he now has pink eye in both eyes. You know, the really INFECTIOUS pink eye! K has some kind of weeze. We can't tell if it's coming from his nose or chest. DR can't either. It's not affecting his breathing (thankfully) but it's there off and on. As I keep watching the medical bills piling up all I can think is that this is why we will never own a house. By the time one gets paid off, another one takes it's place. I'm grateful to have a nice apartment to live in, but it would sure be nice if we could start saving for a house so that K can actually have some room to grow up and play. I never wanted to be one of those people - you know, that complain a lot. I generally don't, except here. It's the only place I have to vent. If I could understand why we have to go through this "trial" it would certainly make it easier to deal with. Even if it was just a little bit easier, I'd take it. I'm not asking for the world - not asking to win the 200 million dollar lottery (although that would be nice!) - just some relief from us going to the DR and some time to get these damn medical bills paid off.

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Not Starting So Good

This month is only 9 days in and it hasn't been going well. Last Monday I had a headache from hell. It hurt to lay down, sit up, to do anything. I finally willed myself to puke and felt better by the end of the day. Lovely. K has had his "cold" for 2 1/2 weeks and it has now progressed to an ear infection. Even Better. J started to feel ill over this past weekend and he now has a double ear infection. Fucking Fantastic! If you've been reading for a while, you can note that this has not been the easiest year for us to get through (see Here and Here). How exactly is one expected to make it through this bullshit?! I'm really interested because at the moment I'm drowning myself in chocolate and carrot cake. Gee, no fucking wonder I'm having a hard time loosing the baby weight. I can't focus on eating right, exercising and juggling DR appts for K and J every other week. How sad that my only refuge is work. I'd love to take a day off for me, but that gets blown to shit too. Think I'm kidding?! I had planned to take last Friday off for me and only me. K would be in daycare and J would be at work. Do you think it worked out that way? Hell no! K spent most of Thursday night/Friday morning with a fever (leading to the above mentioned ear infection) and we spent the better part of Friday at the DR and then going to get the medicine. I don't think I'm asking too much for 1 damn day to do what I want. One day to reset myself would be really fucking nice. This year bites the big one! I'm grateful that J, K and I are alive and making it through, but dear fucking christ (!) it's been by the skin of our teeth. Somebody please tell me it will get better. Even if you have to lie.