Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Let's Do It Again

Having a newborn in the house again is wonderful, especially when that little baby is yours, all yours. We brought our son home last week and he’s been an absolute joy. Of course there are the feedings every 2-3 hours, more poopy diapers, etc … but it makes it all worthwhile when you look at your beloved little one. His tiny features and the absolute fragility of his being is breathtaking to me. I’m in awe every time I think back that this petite baby was growing in my tummy.

I have yet to give him a “name” like my armadillo. So for now we’ll continue to refer to him as the hormone. The hormone decided to make his entrance 2 weeks early, like his older brother. They say that the 2nd delivery for a woman is faster and in my case that held true. By the time I got to the hospital I was 8 cm dilated! Talk about making it quick. I was so worried that they wouldn’t give me the compulsory epidural. I told the nurses that I HAD to have it. Luckily I was able to get an epidural but that wasn’t without problems of its own. It must have took the anesthesiologist a ½ hour to get that thing in. The hospital had some sort of contraption that you’re supposed to lean on to make it easier but I swear that thing wasn’t made for someone who is height-challenged like myself. I wasn’t having fun that’s for sure. The anesthesiologist kept telling me to stick my back out all the while the contractions were hitting me every 2 minutes. After the 5th missed prick of the numbing medicine needle I told them that this contraption was hindering my ability to push my back out. I pushed the thing aside and sure enough he was able to get the line in on the next try. Gawd damn … and he thought it was because I had scoliosis. Oh brother. But it’s a good thing I had some rational thought in me amongst all of the excruciating contractions. I wasn’t about to bitch out the anesthesiologist … this person can be a laboring woman’s best friend. I’m sure some of you will agree. All in all I was in labor for a little under 6 hours. That was ½ the time I was in labor with the armadillo. I was so thankful that I didn’t have to go through that again.

But it’s like what a lot of mothers believe, after seeing my beautiful baby for the first time, I would definitely go through it all over again.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Time Out

Just a quick update … the hormone is here! We’re elated and exhausted. Needing some well deserved rest time, I will be taking a bit of break from posting. I hope to be updating here soon!

Sunday, January 22, 2006

This Body is Clean ... I Hope

Well I believe that my body is free of the toxins that poisoned it earlier this weekend. At least I hope it is. I feel much better … whew. B-Dad has been such a great help taking care of the armadillo this weekend. He’s been changing the armadillo’s diapers, getting the armadillo dressed, etc … I am so thankful that he’s around. I’m not looking forward to the fact that tomorrow is Monday and it’s just me and the armadillo. Bummer. But I presume that I’ll manage. That leads me to think about single parents. I don’t know how single parents do it especially when they get sick. I think there should be a book written by single parents with tips and tricks. Maybe there’s something already out there. If there is I’m curious to see what has been written. But then again, when you’re in a situation where you have to do things like changing diapers because there is nobody else to do it, you manage to find a way. Whether you want to or not I suppose. It has to be done.

Friday, January 20, 2006

My Own Exorcism

I just got the best birthday and anniversary gift last night. My loving husband of 4 years has so graciously passed onto me the ever so delightful stomach virus. Yes that’s right. What a man, what a man. That virus hit me like a freight train last night. I was fine then all of a sudden … bathroom for 1 … all night. It’s probably one of the worst stomach flu viruses I’ve come across. Ugh. The combination of being hapai and having this stomach flu is not a cup of tea. I was just hoping that I didn’t go into labor last night. Going into labor is pain enough. I didn’t want to have to deal with the additional grief of my body going through its own version of an exorcism.

It’s such bad timing as well. The mom’s meetup group is having a mom’s night out tonight and I desperately wanted to go. I mentioned to B-Dad last night that I can’t remember the last night I went out with friends without the armadillo. Unfortunately I had to cancel. I didn’t think the other mamas would have appreciated a stomach flu carrier sitting at their table, sharing food and having conversations. I hope that there will be another get-together next month.

What’s strange though about being hapai and having this stomach flu is that I’m hungry. I know I shouldn’t eat anything that will upset my stomach, but I’m craving the ice cream cake that B-Dad bought for me last night. It’s sitting in the freezer right now. Oh how life just keeps testing your will to survive.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Baby DVD's According to The Onion


Saw this picture on The Onion. I think it’s hilarious. I have to admit that I do have the armadillo watch DVD’s in the car, though the rides are only about 10-15 minutes so I don’t think of Elmo as my babysitter. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, if you think it’s a bad idea to have your little one watch DVD’s at a young age it’s because you don’t have to sit in the car with the armadillo and I. 15 minutes is a long time to listen to a screaming toddler. I’d rather listen to Elmo sing his songs and talk about families, then listen to the armadillo’s whining and ranting. At home there are no DVD’s just TIVO. We have setup TIVO to record Oobi, Dora, Sesame Street and Diego. The armadillo enjoys Oobi the most. It is a shame that there are no Oobi DVD’s out yet. I’d pop that in the DVD player in a heartbeat if I knew I could have the 5 minutes I need to throw some dishes in the dishwasher without the armadillo touching every single item that I put in.

"What do you do all day?"

Wow I finished a book. Yes that’s right. I finished reading a book. Took me longer than normal but I did it. The book is called “What do you do all day” by Amy Scheibe. It was a pretty good read. The book chronicles the pains, pleasures and play-dates of a stay-at-home mother. I’m sure a lot of us mommies could relate to this story. I am fortunate that I don’t have to worry about trying to make conversations with the uppity snobs that the mother in this story meets at her daughter’s exclusive school. The mamas I’ve met so far have been terrific and lovely. Gee I’m craving a sandwich with mayo in it. I don’t know why I just thought of that, but I am thinking of a bologna sandwich with a little mayonnaise. Damn, and of course I can’t eat the bologna. The whole pregnant woman shouldn’t eat cold meats. How sucky! But back to the book … I would definitely recommend this read to others. In my book I’ll give it an A-.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

What's the Address

We’ve been living in our house for over a couple of years now and I have yet to get some return address labels. I know it may not be a necessity to some but I’m just tired of writing our names and addresses on all of my correspondences and packages. Plus I’m always seeing these hip and stylish designs from a number of online boutiques. So I bit the bullet. I just ordered these fabulous return address labels from an online boutique In a Baby Carriage. In a Baby Carriage offers an assortment of fabulous designs celebrating your baby’s announcements, invitations, thank you cards, return address labels, and more. Another incentive aside from the stylish designs is that you can get a 15% discount when entering the coupon code MWS in the comments section. [Courtesy of the Mommies with Style blog.] Now I’m totally excited and can’t wait for the labels to arrive!

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Can't Digest Goldfish

I think the armadillo is allergic to goldfish. Not the goldfish that live in water and swim in fishbowls and named Dorothy. I’m referring to the ones that have that tiny smile, flavored with cheese, and they’re small enough that I’ve seen little ones shove a whole handful into their mouth at one time. Something about those little fish crackers appear to give the armadillo diarrhea. No joke. I’ve been thinking it must have been something else, but today at our playgroup get together I saw him sneak about 5 goldfish crackers in his mouth and wham! There was a runny mess in his diaper later this afternoon. Lucky me. Fortunately it doesn’t appear to upset his stomach much as he doesn’t get overly fussy, but he does get gassy and has a couple of explosions. He laughs at it and so do I. It’s a shame though about the goldfish. It has to be one of the ideal snacks for a toddler to eat. Plus the fact that the armadillo loves the way they taste. Ah oh well. At least he has his honey balls, cheerios, ritz crackers, oyster crackers, etc … I have to remember to keep him away from goldfish crackers at future playgroup get-togethers. I don’t want to deal with squishy smelly diapers if I don’t have to.

I Can't Believe He's Dead

Spoiler Alert … Well did you watch it? Both nights? We did and it was amazing. Within the first five minutes of the show President Palmer is dead and I was in shock. One of my favorite characters in the show and they kill him off. That was totally unexpected. Then Michelle is killed by a car bomb and Tony is seriously injured. Next we see Chloe running from the same people whom assassinated President Palmer. What was going on? Damn, I was afraid the surprises they were throwing at us viewers would send me to the hospital. Thankfully that didn’t happen but I know the hormone must have been wondering why my blood pressure was going up and down. He was moving and kicking around more than usual during the first 10 minutes of the show. You know if he did decide to make his first appearance that night we’d have to name him Keifer.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Oh Yet Another One

Ok, I did it yet again. I bought another diaper bag but I couldn’t help it. It was such a good deal. Normally these Timi & Leslie bags sell for $150, but they were only $59 on Nordstrom’s website. How could any mommy resist? 60% off!!! Well this one couldn’t. I’m hoping there’s nothing wrong with it. But it’s selling on Nordstrom’s website so I figure it has to be of good quality. Plus if I don’t like it I can always return it to the store. I’m not sure if B-Dad knows about the purchase yet, but he will when it arrives. Yikes. I’ll make sure I switch between this one and the PBK one I received every so often.

Speaking of the Pottery Barn Kids diaper bag I got that one last week. Oh I love it! It’s durable, stylish and I can wear it like a back pack. So far I haven’t seen any other mamas carry this bag around which is a relief. I hate it when I’m out and about with the armadillo and I see a mama carry the same bag I have. I’m started to feel that way about my beloved and much desired Petunia Pickle Bottom diaper bags. I love their style but lately I’ve been seeing more and more mamas with this bag on their stroller. But if someone were to buy the PBB bag for me hell I wouldn’t complain one bit!

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Jack is Back

The main man, Jack Bauer is showing his stuff tonight on the long awaited 5th season premiere of “24”. B-Dad and I have waited for ages it seems for this new season to begin. Like so many others we are avid fans of “24”. There is a 2 hour premiere tonight with another 2 hour show tomorrow night. We’re hoping that the hormone will be gracious and wait until we can watch all 4 hours before causing a commotion.

We’ve got our TIVO’s set and ready to go. If you’re unfamiliar to this show click here to get a recap.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Give them Cake

Yesterday the armadillo and I attended our mom’s playgroup and its January birthday celebrations for the little ones who had/have birthdays this month. It was such a fabulous event. The location was ideal and I loved the fact that the gymnasium was carpeted. Who would have thought there was such a thing? I didn’t have to worry so much about the armadillo falling and hurting himself. Though now that I think of it, he did fall off a chair and hit his head. We can’t go one day without having some sort of head trauma, the poor armadillo.

Speaking of the armadillo, he had fun playing with the toys the other mommies brought. Toys belonging to someone else are always the most fun it seems. Isn't that a funny thing? It’s a good thing the toy owner wasn’t so concerned but the armadillo did run into some resistance with specific toys from other kids. Of course the armadillo put up his own battles here and there, so he wasn’t completely innocent from starting his own struggles.

It was enjoyable seeing the mommies I’ve met previously, meeting new ones, and seeing mommies I haven’t seen in a while. It’s fortunate that this group has a membership of fabulous women. I know how women can get a bit catty at times, and I’m hoping we don’t run into that in the future.

What I fancy most about this mothers’ group is the conversations. Though they may not last long at times as we are all chasing one child or another around the park, play center, etc … Having some adult conversation with someone other than your husband is priceless. Plus who wouldn’t want to have cake and ice cream at 10:00 in the morning?!

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Elmo's Spell

Let me introduce the new members of Elmo’s fan club … mama, B-Dad and the armadillo. I never thought that this little red creature could be so hypnotic. B-Dad and I have taken to play an Elmo DVD while we're driving around. I know if the armadillo’s pediatrician read this she would freak, but she doesn’t have to drive around with him everyday whining and screaming that he wants out of his car seat. What a nightmare. You would have thought he was being strapped in a strait jacket and made to watch re-runs of "Friends". It’s such a blessing that we bought a car with a DVD player already installed. I can just turn on the DVD, Elmo starts talking, and the armadillo is riveted. Before you start to judge me as a parent and the evils of watching TV, if the armadillo would sit content during the drives I’d think twice about popping in a DVD. Hell I’d rather listen to my new Lifehouse CD, but that’s just not a viable option right now.

So anyway, what’s wrong with 15 minutes of watching Elmo? No harm done I figure. It’s not as if Elmo is carrying an automatic weapon saying (in a foreign accent) "Let me introduce you to my little friend" while blowing Cookie Monster away ...

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

What's Your Name

The countdown is on and we’re almost down to the seconds and we still don’t have a baby name. Granted I want to have a few to choose from for when the day arrives but we’re not even there yet. It’s a complicated process as most names that I adore do not go well with our last name. Due to the way our last name is spelt and pronounced numerous names are automatically eliminated. My all time favorite name “Chase” is out. How heartbreaking. Of course the names that I would love to have on my short list are the ones that sound strange with our surname. Another thing complicating the baby name process is how do we follow up with the armadillo’s name? I absolutely adore his name and it’s perfect with our last name. It’s strong yet simple. It’s just right. I’ve been looking at baby name sites hoping to find some first-rate suggestions, but it hasn’t been easy. They are either too complicated, too common, or that I know someone whose child has the same name. I know that last reason shouldn’t matter, but it’s odd to give your child the name someone else’s child has. It’s like plagiarism. Ah well who said life was fair? Not me that’s for sure.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Birth Center

Last week we went on a tour of the birth center at the hospital we will be delivering at. Just visiting that place brings back memories of my delivery of the armadillo. There was the monitors, the baby warmer, the bed, and oh my favorites … the stirrups. Though I don’t think I used them. Oh the anguish and the joy. Getting back to the birth center tour, I didn’t think there would be many people taking the tours but I was surprised by the number of hapai women in the area. The tours ran every 15 minutes for 2 ½ hours and there were at least 5 women in each group. All in all everything looked satisfactory. At least all of the rooms were private. I couldn’t imagine sharing a room with another woman postpartum. I remember the armadillo’s delivery and was glad to have the privacy I needed. It’s strange how the labor and delivery rooms were so much larger than the postpartum rooms. Last time while I was in labor, I was in the bed the whole time, not needing the space. But with the recovery I wish I had more room. I guess we’ll see how it goes.

There was a family on the tour who had their son with them. I’m guessing he was probably close to 3 years old. Our luck the tour ran for about 30 minutes and the boy had a poopy diaper. I always found it strange how I can smell another child’s poop before the parents. Or maybe it’s just the parents ignoring the fact that the child had gone #2. I guess being with a group of parents and parents-to-be that we’d all be a little more forgiving, but I was sure glad when the tour was over. I mean we took elevators and stood in rooms. The odor never left. It was the same thing today at Gymboree. A boy pooped and I smelled it immediately when he started playing around the armadillo. After about 15 minutes the mother took him out to change his diaper. At first I thought the armadillo farted but then recognized it wasn’t him but the other boy.

I wonder if that’s the way it is with the armadillo when he goes poop in public. Am I the last one to smell it? Does everyone within a 50 feet radius get a whiff of it before I do? Do they think dirty thoughts about the parents whom they believe is "ignoring" the stench? Ah but no matter what people think when they smell it, I’m pretty darn sure that I’m the one that’s going to be cleaning it up. Whoopee!

The Office

Have you seen an episode of The Office on NBC? If you answered “No”, then my question to you is “Why the hell not?!”. The Office has got to be one of the, if not THE, funniest show on TV today.

B-Dad and I laugh like crazy every time we watch this show. It’s only 30 minutes and I wish it was at least an hour. I believe it airs on Thursday night now, so set your TIVO to record and you won’t regret it.

For a synopsis of the show click here.

Saturday, January 07, 2006

Can I Complain Again

Can I just make a complaint about my neighbors again? Bejezus, those people, I don’t know what they are thinking. It’s not only the fact that the confetti is STILL strewn across our front lawn but yesterday one of their kids was drawing with chalk on MY driveway. I just don’t get why these people can’t see that as being inconsiderate and rude. Draw on your own driveway. B-Dad and I didn’t buy this house with the long driveway so you, the Weaver family, as I’ll refer to them going forward [if you watched the Amazing Race 8 Family Edition you’ll know whom I’m referring to], can have your kids draw on it. I mean the least they could have done is ask B-Dad or I if they can draw on it. I’m so ready to go over there and tell them a thing or two but I’m so disturbed my their latest actions that I’m afraid I’m going to say something I’ll regret. I want to get the hose out and wash out the confetti from the yard and direct it towards their yard. I also want to wash off that chalk drawings off my driveway right in front of them. I have the urge to get a marker and leave my artistic creations on their driveway.

“Where the h$11 is my Sharpie marker?”

Friday, January 06, 2006

Thank Goodness

He’ll be back! At least for one more season. I’ll drink to that … well with my glass of water on the rocks. I’m hoping that Dallas can at least get a playoff win under Parcells. See full story.

I Did it Again

I just bought another diaper bag. But I have a good excuse. B-Dad and I went through all of the diaper bags I already have and put them in storage bins. Seeing that I only have access to the diaper bag I am currently using, I need a spare for just-in-case moments. Did you buy that? I know B-Dad won’t. Oh well we'll deal with that later. Buuuuttttt .... this diaper bag looks so fab and it converts into a backpack which is one feature I find necessary. I saw this diaper bag on a fabulous mommy blog and knew I had to have it. It cost less than $60 and PBK was offering free shipping. I can’t wait for it to arrive so I can try it out. It looks fantastic. With the hormone’s arrival coming soon I’m going to need a full size diaper bag for both the armadillo and the hormone.

Wow pretty soon I am going to have to carry two sizes of diapers, two sets of extra clothes, two sets of everything, etc …! Oh boy that sounds so overwhelming. It’s going to be some load. I hope I’ll be ready.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

How Old Would I Be in Canada?

The armadillo and I had another fab time at the park today. We met up with the Moms’ group and their lovely little ones. The park was a bit crowded today. I assumed it was because the sun was peeking out and parents were starting to get a little cabin fever with all of the recent rain storms. I know that if I didn’t take the armadillo out almost every day not only would he get antsy, his mama would go nuts as well. It was a bit chilly this morning with the wind, but I don’t think the armadillo minded so much. He was pleased climbing on the play structures and being outside with his buddies.

We met at the toddler area which is newly built. It’s an enclosed area with play structures built for toddlers. There are swings, slides, tunnels, and a little rock climbing tunnel. How cool. Of course I won’t let the armadillo climb it till he’s um … 13 years old?? The armadillo spends most of his play time on the larger play structure. I noticed something odd while making sure the armadillo doesn’t fall off. There was a sign on the structure listing the safety info, etc … What strikes me as being strange is that this sign says something like “For children 2 – 5 years old [United States] … For children 18 months – 5 {or 4 years, can’t remember exactly} [Canada]” I don’t get it. Do people in the US age faster than the Canadians? I was a bit confused but too embarrassed to ask. I couldn’t read all of the information on the sign as the armadillo had run off and I couldn’t see him anymore. Maybe that’s the armadillo’s way of saying,

“Mama, don’t even bother trying to figure it out, let's play.”

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Tummy Barnacle

I have a barnacle on my tummy. The hormone has dropped a bit and forced my belly button to go inside out, thus creating a barnacle on my stomach. B-Dad sure is amused by this, as well as the armadillo. The armadillo laughs at my tummy and tries to pinch it all the time. How silly!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

They Make Me Seethe

Did you have a good New Year’s Eve? Ours was pretty good until midnight came around. I just don’t understand how people could be so inconsiderate. I’m referring to our lovely neighbors. They were having a party and about 10 to midnight I was awoken to people outside yelling. The people who came to their party started to stroll outside. As it got closer to midnight there was more yelling. Most of the screaming was from the kids that were at their house. Well midnight came and so did the noise. People started yelling, running around, lighting fireworks, throwing little pops, and opening confetti noise makers. All of this going on in front of their house with some of them spilling into our driveway. I was getting livid. I have nothing against people celebrating but do me a favor, keep it inside, especially if it’s past 11pm. I have a toddler sleeping and I’d like him to keep sleeping through out the night. The people and noise were outside for about ½ hour going until around 12:30am at least. I was so ready to go outside and scream at how rude they were. My child is sleeping and I’d like to get some sleep too, get the hell out of my driveway! But I didn’t. I gritted my teeth and grumbled to B-Dad. It’s just so selfish and thoughtless of them to make all this noise in our cul-de-sac. I mean not EVERYONE stays up to party. There are families living in the cul-de-sac with young children who all don’t stay up to midnight. Namely us in particular. To top all of this off, the following morning, all of their confetti, rubbish, and unpopped Poppers were in our driveway. Our front yard had confetti strewn all over. Those popper things were in our driveway and they would be popping as we pulled in and out of our driveway.

What infuriates me is that these people didn’t even express regret for making the mess that lays in our yard. Sigh. The least they could have done was to clean it up and apologize to Bruce and me. [inside joke: the same neighbors that was so rude addressed the Christmas card they gave us to Bruce, which is of course the wrong name]

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Geesh What Happened


What happened to my "boys" this season? Losing 4 out of the last 6 games ... having a 7-3 record before Thanksgiving and now finishing a disappointing 9-7. Now they're talking about Parcells possibly not returning to coach next season. What a great way to start 2006 ... see full story. But I have to be honest, I'll always be a Dallas fan till the end. Go Cowboys!

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