Thursday, October 25, 2007
As I was just typing the title of this post I made a typo. Two month shits. ha ha - not quite.
So yesterday we had a tramautic event - the two month shots. She had to get one in each thigh. Ouch. I was so nervous to take her, I thought for sure I would cry. Although not a fun experience, it wasn't that bad. She cried pretty good but calmed down quickly. She also got weighed and measured. 12 lbs, 13 oz and 23 7/8 inches long. She is in the 95th percentile for her age.
She was tired and sore for the day and just wanted to sleep and cuddle with mama all day. Sure am glad that's over!
And one smiley shot for good measure....
Friday, October 05, 2007
And now on to the pictures of Reese.
It was so hot in our house the one day I was fall cleaning so we stripped her down and put her in her swing. Our little Buddha baby. She weighed 11 pounds on Wednesday. She loves to eat just like her mama!
This is my mom's fave.
Papa and his sleeping beauty.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all this weekend. I know that I am thankful for so many things this year!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
This is her in her new outfit for the baby shower.
My brother got married last weekend. Here is the happy couple and the flower girl.
Monkey see monkey do.
Our happy little girl.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
On a more positive note she has started to like her baths. At first we felt like we were torturing her but now she just looks around and kicks her little legs. Last night she managed to pee on her dad and poop in the tub. A highlight of my night for sure.
Even though being a mom is by far the hardest thing I've ever done - we are still enjoying her every day. How could you stay upset at a face like this:
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
So Reese is 6 days old now and I have been a mommy for 6 whole days now. Who would have thought that I could actually have a baby and then keep her alive for 6 whole days, just with my little ole body. It truly is amazing.
I can't even begin to tell you how awesome it is to just hold her and stare at her. She is perfection. I am feeling better every day and to tell the truth, the whole experience is not as bad as what a lot of people tell you. Maybe it's just because the pay off is totally worth it.
Tomorrow Scott is going back to work and I hope that I can handle it all by myself. I honestly am a little scared to be all alone with her. Scott has been so good at taking care of both of us and now it's just going to be just me and her..... wish me luck.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Monday, August 13, 2007
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
I now have junk in the trunk. And Scott likes to remind me of this with a Spinal Tap song.
It affectionately is called Big Bottom and contains the lyric:
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got em.
The worst thing is that I find myself with this stupid song stuck in my head too. Sometimes he thinks he's so funny.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Been feeling pretty good though and getting some last minute things done at home. Still had enough time to squeeze in some afternoon naps too.
The room is ready, names are picked, bags are packed and we have been trying the "tips" to start labour naturally.
This is the view from the adjoining door of our room.
Another angle. I love my antique furniture!
Note the packed bags ready to go on the rocking chair.
And last but not least the crib with the homemade baby quilt - made with love by mommy! Don't freak out all the animals and pillows will be removed before Pedro sleeps in here.
In other news - Pam will likely be proud to hear that I went and got our car seat checked out after Scott installed it. I took it to the local ambulance garage and they checked it all over and told me that Scott had done a wonderful job. One less thing to worry about when we're bring home Pedro!
Monday, July 30, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
Sometimes I forget that you're 6 years older than me ( and creep factor 7 for a few weeks!) because you're such a fun loving, cheeky little monkey. You always make me see the funny side of things and never fail to make me laugh.
Happy Birthday! Many hugs and kisses for you today!!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
1. Clean the house! It might not get done again too soon after the baby is here.
3. Prepare meals and freeze them for after the baby is here. Trying to think of things that freeze well, lasagna, chili and soup. All of which, hopefully I can eat after without dying from heartburn!
4. Read my books!
5. Bake cookies for freezer. Yummy.
6. Catch up on bookwork for Chiro office ( and by catch up... I actually mean start - yikes!)
7. Watch daytime talkshows
8. Possibly start another quilt. I'm feeling the urge to be creative. Honestly I think I just want to go buy fabric!
9. Get something done with my hair.
10. My mom has a trunk full of our baby stuff, etc. I really want to go through it with her before the baby comes.
11. I need to make a list of the people we are going to call once we have the baby along with numbers so that Scott is ready to go.
12. I STILL need to pack my bag for the hospital - according to the internet this should be done by now - but this is the one task that I am not wanting to do.
13. Scott needs to install the car seat now that I have cleaned the car.
14. I need to organize and clean the nursery. Make it presentable. Right now everything is just dumped everywhere. How will this baby ever turn into an OCD person like its mommy if it has to come home to a messy bedroom right off the hop?
Any other suggestions?? God forbid I forget to schedule one of my precious 14 days off.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Hi... my pregnant wife is a stoner! Duh... who doesn't know that you always pick the one where the woman looks good.
After much tongue lashing, I got this.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Seriously...... brutal. I kind of want to wait until I'm off and then go pamper myself one whole day. I don't know if I can handle it for that long. Maybe a trim is in order??
Can you tell how challenging it is for me to look this happy on a Monday morning??
Thursday, July 05, 2007
I also have to boast that I have the best husband in the world. We started out the pregnancy a little rocky - what with my hormones and his lack of understanding that I was indeed pregnant (maybe that was the hormones too??). But now that it is getting closer he has been so supportive. He tells me to rest and he rubs my swollen feet and back and rubs my head. He tells me I look great and that I'm doing a wonderful job. I really don't think I could ask for more. Except... maybe that he would want icecream more often...
I have noticed so many people saying this lately and it's driving me crazy. And then I went on facebook and how many people are updating their status with I'm tired or I'm sick....
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
We did however relax. Swimming in the pool felt awesome. Joe and Kyla were great company and it was nice to see their kids again. We went to the zoo and it was a lot of fun. We enjoyed the howler monkeys the most I think. We had a few nice meals and even enjoyed a game of mini golf on the steepest course I have ever seen.
A few pics:
34 Weeks at the zoo - it was frickin hot!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Pam and my date for the evening Kari-Ann. And what a fabulous date she was might I say. I never had to worry about getting my own drink or anything. I've never been tended to quite so well. You should maybe start to worry a little Scott.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
Oh... and I'm super pumped about getting a hammock today!!
And it's Friday!!!! And it's supposed to be sunny all weekend. Can't wait to putter in my flower beds and do some odd jobs outside. And then maybe lay back in my new hammock and read my book and have a nap. Sounds blissful doesn't it?
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Across from the Subway there is this auto repair place -we got quite a kick out of the sign.
Is it really necessary to advertise this on your business sign??
After doing a tour of the town and scouting out the local ALCO, I managed to whine my way into the Dairy Queen parking lot. One pecan mudslide later, I was one happy camper.
So I get home, completely cheered up. Watch some tube with the hubby and go to bed around 11. At midnight I jump out of bed run to the bathroom and ralph everything up. I got a pail and spent the next hour or so sitting with said pail trying to get back to sleep. In the meantime, Scott has yelled from bed to see if I'm okay ( real touching I know - let's hope he improves for when I go into labor). So despite thinking I can still do exactly what I want and not think about Pedro, I learned a hard lesson on who's the boss right now and unfortunately it's not me!