Thursday, December 29, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
The Ginger House
Jed calls our gingerbread house a Ginger House!
Tonight we decided to finally assemble and decorate the kit we bought weeks ago. Jed was a good helper but he didn't really grasp the concept of putting the candy and cookies on the box when he could just eat them instead. It was really cute when he would sneak bites after we told him enough.
Matt was raised Jewish so he never really did things like this over the holidays. I gotta say, 90% of the decorating is all Matt. Boy, did he have fun! He made a Swedish Fish walkway, a Skittles swimming pool, a hair topped gingerbread man, and a candy corn hedge among other things. Matt is learning how much fun the holidays can be!
Tonight we decided to finally assemble and decorate the kit we bought weeks ago. Jed was a good helper but he didn't really grasp the concept of putting the candy and cookies on the box when he could just eat them instead. It was really cute when he would sneak bites after we told him enough.
Matt was raised Jewish so he never really did things like this over the holidays. I gotta say, 90% of the decorating is all Matt. Boy, did he have fun! He made a Swedish Fish walkway, a Skittles swimming pool, a hair topped gingerbread man, and a candy corn hedge among other things. Matt is learning how much fun the holidays can be!
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Thumbo
I secretly LOVE that Zooey sucks her thumb and here's why. Well, it's not so much of a secret.
Jed uses a pacifier. This has good and bad points but all in all it's a pain in the ass when you left it in the car and your baby is screaming in the grocery store. You can't leave a thumb in the car.
When Jed was learning how to self soothe at night, the Nuk was a big help except when it was an inch away from his head and he couldn't get it back in his mouth. Good thing your thumb is attached to your arm!
There's nothing cuter than a tiny baby sucking her thumb. It's just so freakin' cute.
You can't drop your thumb on the ground and get all dog-hairy.
A little bully can't come over and steal your thumb outta your mouth.
You can't lose your thumb between the couch cushions or car seats.
Your dog can't run off with your thumb.
Your parents get to call you names like "Thumbo".
Jed uses a pacifier. This has good and bad points but all in all it's a pain in the ass when you left it in the car and your baby is screaming in the grocery store. You can't leave a thumb in the car.
When Jed was learning how to self soothe at night, the Nuk was a big help except when it was an inch away from his head and he couldn't get it back in his mouth. Good thing your thumb is attached to your arm!
There's nothing cuter than a tiny baby sucking her thumb. It's just so freakin' cute.
You can't drop your thumb on the ground and get all dog-hairy.
A little bully can't come over and steal your thumb outta your mouth.
You can't lose your thumb between the couch cushions or car seats.
Your dog can't run off with your thumb.
Your parents get to call you names like "Thumbo".
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Series: Why I Love My Husband
When I ask him to order me 3 of my favorite lip balms...
He orders 5 instead.
He orders 5 instead.
Monday, November 28, 2011
New Series: Why I Love My Husband
Because he surprised me with this owl ornament that I was eyeing at the Stamford Museum. He bought it while I was using the bathroom!
Isn't he purty? I've really been into owls lately.
Isn't he purty? I've really been into owls lately.
Monday, November 7, 2011
You can't make this stuff up...
My weirdo son likes some pretty strange things.
Like lining up his trains and making us sprinkle baby powder on them.
Like lining up his trains and making us sprinkle baby powder on them.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
The Sleeper
My very good friend Dana got Zooey the most amazing blanket. It's made of chenille, which is the softest, fluffiest fabric ever. It's a very pale pink, not too girly so it's great for everyday.
I have named this blanket The Sleeper. This blanket is not only beautiful and soft but it is also a godsend. It has magical powers, I swear. Whenever I want Zooey to take a nap, she goes in her vibe chair or crib with her super warm blanket-of-goodness, and snuggles herself to deep sleep. What I would give to trade spaces with her. It also works in you arms, laying on the couch, in the car seat, etc... It definitely brings on sleep though which we all appreciate. I've tested it. It works.
Thank you Dana. It was a beautiful gift to choose but also wonderful for it's abilities to make Zooey so comfy for her snoozes. :)
I have named this blanket The Sleeper. This blanket is not only beautiful and soft but it is also a godsend. It has magical powers, I swear. Whenever I want Zooey to take a nap, she goes in her vibe chair or crib with her super warm blanket-of-goodness, and snuggles herself to deep sleep. What I would give to trade spaces with her. It also works in you arms, laying on the couch, in the car seat, etc... It definitely brings on sleep though which we all appreciate. I've tested it. It works.
Thank you Dana. It was a beautiful gift to choose but also wonderful for it's abilities to make Zooey so comfy for her snoozes. :)
The Coolest Dad on the Block
Who else can make a double stroller look this freshy fresh? Zooey's not too keen on it though. Jk, she dropped her Nuk. 
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Hot Chocolate and Sheet Forts
It's a cold rainy day in October and this tired Mama has been racking her brain with ideas to keep an active 2 year old happy. He was so good to me this morning, he let me sleep until 9:30 and barely trashed my room!
Zooey slept a bit later so Jed and I got up to eat breakfast. After we dined I got the idea to make a fort out of sheets for him to play inside. I draped some sheets over the couch and recliner and then tied parts to the railing, a kitchen chair and the vacuum power extension. I then used a broom as center support and we climbed inside. Jed approved because he said "Super cool, Mom!"
Later on, Jed helped me make some Mac and cheese. He loves to carry his little stool all over the counter to help mommy cook. (he also beings it to the changing table to help change Zooey) He's very good about staying his distance from the stove and tells me that he's "just watching". He did a great job stirring the cheese though!
After lunch I thought it would be nice to make him some hot chocolate since he is a choco-holic! The kid makes it known on a daily basis that he needs two pieces of chocolate. Yes, needs and yes, two. Cracks me up. So yeah, I was going to make Ovaltine but I remembered that I had a pack of drinking chocolate from Vosges, a fancy schmancy chocolatier that I used to deal with in my Whole Foods Market days. It called for 4 oz of milk but I made it 16 because we didn't need a liquid candy bar. Again Jed thought it was super cool when I gave him a warm mug of chocolate goodness. I got to use one of the Starbucks tumblers that I bought and held onto since I was 18 for my future children. It has a lid do I totally thought it was safe enough for Jed to walk around the house and enjoy. Leave it to Jed to prove me wrong! He was in his room and I was in the kitchen feeding Zooey when he runs in to tell me with pride that he made a mess! I entered his room to find that he played kitchen with the hot chocolate and parts from his little kitchen including a spatula and little pitcher. Yep, there was hot chocolate everywhere.
Being a mom of two has really helped me mellow out. Who would have thought, right? It has really helped me realize that between all the messes and chaos, it's not worth stressing about because all messes can be cleaned up. Eventually. I love my kids.
p.s. Dear Zooey, I wasn't ignoring you all day and in this post. You have just been a good little sleepy girl while I keep your big brother occupied! :) l
Zooey slept a bit later so Jed and I got up to eat breakfast. After we dined I got the idea to make a fort out of sheets for him to play inside. I draped some sheets over the couch and recliner and then tied parts to the railing, a kitchen chair and the vacuum power extension. I then used a broom as center support and we climbed inside. Jed approved because he said "Super cool, Mom!"
Later on, Jed helped me make some Mac and cheese. He loves to carry his little stool all over the counter to help mommy cook. (he also beings it to the changing table to help change Zooey) He's very good about staying his distance from the stove and tells me that he's "just watching". He did a great job stirring the cheese though!
After lunch I thought it would be nice to make him some hot chocolate since he is a choco-holic! The kid makes it known on a daily basis that he needs two pieces of chocolate. Yes, needs and yes, two. Cracks me up. So yeah, I was going to make Ovaltine but I remembered that I had a pack of drinking chocolate from Vosges, a fancy schmancy chocolatier that I used to deal with in my Whole Foods Market days. It called for 4 oz of milk but I made it 16 because we didn't need a liquid candy bar. Again Jed thought it was super cool when I gave him a warm mug of chocolate goodness. I got to use one of the Starbucks tumblers that I bought and held onto since I was 18 for my future children. It has a lid do I totally thought it was safe enough for Jed to walk around the house and enjoy. Leave it to Jed to prove me wrong! He was in his room and I was in the kitchen feeding Zooey when he runs in to tell me with pride that he made a mess! I entered his room to find that he played kitchen with the hot chocolate and parts from his little kitchen including a spatula and little pitcher. Yep, there was hot chocolate everywhere.
Being a mom of two has really helped me mellow out. Who would have thought, right? It has really helped me realize that between all the messes and chaos, it's not worth stressing about because all messes can be cleaned up. Eventually. I love my kids.
p.s. Dear Zooey, I wasn't ignoring you all day and in this post. You have just been a good little sleepy girl while I keep your big brother occupied! :) l
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Big Bro and Lil' Sis
Brother and sister,
an interesting pair.
One's a big boy,
the other lacks hair.
She's just so brand new,
and he's full of smarts.
He loves his race cars,
and she's full of farts.
Big bro keeps an eye on
his new pride and joy.
He'll always take care of her,
like a new toy!
The love that they share
is a very strong force.
They'll will always have each other,
(and Lightening McQueen) of course!
an interesting pair.
One's a big boy,
the other lacks hair.
She's just so brand new,
and he's full of smarts.
He loves his race cars,
and she's full of farts.
Big bro keeps an eye on
his new pride and joy.
He'll always take care of her,
like a new toy!
The love that they share
is a very strong force.
They'll will always have each other,
(and Lightening McQueen) of course!
Monday, October 10, 2011
Factory of Faith (A non-Dave Matthews Band related post)
I think my 2nd most favorite band after DMB has got to be the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
In the past 5 or so years I really became a fan when the album Stadium Arcadium came out. I always enjoyed all of their other albums growing up but that album was there for me through crazy times in my life. Good and bad.
When I heard that RHCP was coming out with another album, it was towards the end of my pregnancy and I didn't pay as much mind to it as I usually do. We finally bought the album off of iTunes and Matt burned it for the car. We have listened to it a bunch of times but as Matt says, we need to drive around with it really loud to really appreciate it. With 2 kids in the back, we haven't had that chance yet.
I do really enjoy song #2 though, Factory of Faith, which is interesting because I love #2 the most on Stadium Arcadium. (Snow)
Ok, so here it is for your listening pleasure, if you're interested.
In the past 5 or so years I really became a fan when the album Stadium Arcadium came out. I always enjoyed all of their other albums growing up but that album was there for me through crazy times in my life. Good and bad.
When I heard that RHCP was coming out with another album, it was towards the end of my pregnancy and I didn't pay as much mind to it as I usually do. We finally bought the album off of iTunes and Matt burned it for the car. We have listened to it a bunch of times but as Matt says, we need to drive around with it really loud to really appreciate it. With 2 kids in the back, we haven't had that chance yet.
I do really enjoy song #2 though, Factory of Faith, which is interesting because I love #2 the most on Stadium Arcadium. (Snow)
Ok, so here it is for your listening pleasure, if you're interested.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Zooey Marie
When I think back to 3 or so weeks ago, it's pretty unbelievable what we went through to get our little girl here. My pregnancy was pretty "normal" up until week 37, and I didn't expect that to change at all. Unfortunately it ended up being one of the scariest things I could go through, but it was all worth it in the end because like her brother Jed, Zooey Marie is perfect.
It all started on the night of September 3rd. I was 37 weeks pregnant and started having heart palpitations. I was relaxing in bed, trying to fall asleep but I had to pee every 10 minutes, of course. I got up to use the bathroom and noticed that the door at the bottom of the stairs was still open so I shut it and went back to bed. When I got back into bed I noticed that my heart was pounding out of my chest as if I just ran up and down the stairs 5 times. I thought that it was a bit weird, but just assumed that it was a weird pregnancy thing and some how passed out. I woke up a few times throughout the night still feeling a bit odd and noticing that my heard felt a bit irregular. I figured I would be okay by morning so tried to ignore it and get some sleep.
Morning came and my heart was still acting funny. I took my blood pressure on the home machine that we have. It was normal but my heart rate was reading 130-140 which is WAY high. About 5 minutes later I started to make breakfast and noticed that everything suddenly felt fine and my heart was behaving like it should.
Wednesday rolls around and I had an appointment with my OB. I told her about my experience and she immediately tells me to go see my primary doctor and get an EKG done to check my heart. Since my doctor no longer practices there I saw a new doctor who I ended up really liking. She checked everything, asked me a bunch of questions and told me that if it happened again to go straight to the hospital. Well, it did.
The following Saturday, almost EXACTLY one weeks after the first episode, I am lying in bed and the same exact thing happened. I was just about to drift off to sleep, but my heart had something else in mind. This time it was super irregular feeling and I started to freak. I used the BP machine about 100 times and kept getting irregular readings. My heart was all over the place. Anywhere from 90 BPM to 150. Insane. I waited about 2 hours and then woke up Matt to tell him it was time to go to the hospital. This was definitely not cool.
I got to Greenwich Hospital around 1:30 am and they immediately admitted me. Since I was pregnant they didn't want to take any risks and treat me the most common way. Since I was going through Atrial Fibrillation(irregular heartbeat) they treated me with fluids and then medication instead of shock therapy. I finally saw a cardiologist and one of my OBs and they thought it was necessary to move me to Columbia New York Presbyterian Hospital which has one of the best Cardiac Care Units in the country. They were concerned about having an early birth as well as monitoring and testing my heart for any underlying problems. They thought that the pregnancy could have brought out something that may have been there all along. Of course this was very scary and stressful, but I was relieved that I would be in good hands.
They called for a mobile ICU unit (A really high-tech ambulance) to come get me and by 10 o'clock or so I was on the move. When the paramedics showed up I told them that I get severely car sick, especially when I ride backwards which I knew I was going to be doing. I also had a very empty stomach which always makes me very sick. The move from the bed to the stretcher instantly induced horrible retching (Sorry, TMI). As I am getting sick in the garbage can, one of the paramedics goes "She may break it herself!" Well he was right, my heart kicked back into a sinus(regular) rhythm and I instantly felt like a 100 bucks. Not to mention the Zofran that they gave me in my IV for anti-nausea.
So long story short, I get to Columbia in a normal rhythm and I remain that way from Sunday 09/11 to when the release me on Tuesday 09/13. I had about 54 doctors, was stuck in the most uncomfortable bed, and was forced to eat the worst hospital food EVER. Finally after the cardiologists communicating with the OBs and then all of the NYC doctors communicated to the Greenwich doctors, they decided to let me have my C-Section in Greenwich on the scheduled date of 09/20. I finally got to go home and see my son and sleep in my bed. It was time to get ready to have this baby in 5 days, so I thought.
Then next day we went for a followup with our OB. She informed us that our case was reviewed in a meeting that morning and we were having a baby THE NEXT DAY. Wait, WHAT? We had 5 days! Now we have 24 hours!?? They considered my condition to be a fluke pregnancy problem because my heart was totally healthy otherwise so they thought that getting the baby out ASAP would avoid another episode. They had me on medication to keep my heart slowed so they wouldn't even know if I went A-Fib again.
After we got over the shock aspect, Matt and I made a million phone calls and frantically started to prepare for the next week or so. Matt had to work for a few hours, Jed went to his grandparents and I did laundry, cleaned, and organized baby stuff.
Before we know it, we were on our way to Greenwich Hospital the next day, ready to meet our little one.
We had to go in earlier than usual so they could double check everything with my heart and prepare me for surgery. Everything went very smooth except for the EXTREME nausea afterwards. Recovery was hard at first but I bounced back quickly, eager to spend time with our baby girl! Zooey Marie was born on 09/15/11 and was 6lbs 14 oz and 19in long. She was born at 1:29pm and was absolutely perfect. It was love at first sight!
Unfortunately Jed had bumped into me in the hall when they were wheeling me to our room and got pretty upset to see Mommy so beat up. He kept crying "Mommy, get up! Mommy, get up!" I asked my Mom to take him home because I was very ill for the time being and felt better that he didn't see me like that. I wasn't able to sooth him at the moment so I figured that would make it worse. My poor baby. :( He easily got distracted by Gwammy and had a great time at her house for a few days. When he came back on Saturday to meet Zooey he was as proud as he could be for his baby sister and was very happy that his Mama was all better now. He loved hanging in bed with me and the baby, he even took her out of my mom's hands and gave her back to me. He was an overprotective big brother from the second he met her, protecting her like he should. That's my boy.
Since we have come home and settled, both of my children couldn't be more awesome. Zooey eats, sleeps, and poops all day and Jed has been great. No jealousy issues, just normal 2 year old emotions. We try to keep him busy as much as we can, and my recovery is better every day.
Being a family of 4 just feels right. We feel complete now and I know for sure that that is it. I am not interested in pregnancy anymore, and I am ready to move on. We couldn't be happier! :)
It all started on the night of September 3rd. I was 37 weeks pregnant and started having heart palpitations. I was relaxing in bed, trying to fall asleep but I had to pee every 10 minutes, of course. I got up to use the bathroom and noticed that the door at the bottom of the stairs was still open so I shut it and went back to bed. When I got back into bed I noticed that my heart was pounding out of my chest as if I just ran up and down the stairs 5 times. I thought that it was a bit weird, but just assumed that it was a weird pregnancy thing and some how passed out. I woke up a few times throughout the night still feeling a bit odd and noticing that my heard felt a bit irregular. I figured I would be okay by morning so tried to ignore it and get some sleep.
Morning came and my heart was still acting funny. I took my blood pressure on the home machine that we have. It was normal but my heart rate was reading 130-140 which is WAY high. About 5 minutes later I started to make breakfast and noticed that everything suddenly felt fine and my heart was behaving like it should.
Wednesday rolls around and I had an appointment with my OB. I told her about my experience and she immediately tells me to go see my primary doctor and get an EKG done to check my heart. Since my doctor no longer practices there I saw a new doctor who I ended up really liking. She checked everything, asked me a bunch of questions and told me that if it happened again to go straight to the hospital. Well, it did.
The following Saturday, almost EXACTLY one weeks after the first episode, I am lying in bed and the same exact thing happened. I was just about to drift off to sleep, but my heart had something else in mind. This time it was super irregular feeling and I started to freak. I used the BP machine about 100 times and kept getting irregular readings. My heart was all over the place. Anywhere from 90 BPM to 150. Insane. I waited about 2 hours and then woke up Matt to tell him it was time to go to the hospital. This was definitely not cool.
I got to Greenwich Hospital around 1:30 am and they immediately admitted me. Since I was pregnant they didn't want to take any risks and treat me the most common way. Since I was going through Atrial Fibrillation(irregular heartbeat) they treated me with fluids and then medication instead of shock therapy. I finally saw a cardiologist and one of my OBs and they thought it was necessary to move me to Columbia New York Presbyterian Hospital which has one of the best Cardiac Care Units in the country. They were concerned about having an early birth as well as monitoring and testing my heart for any underlying problems. They thought that the pregnancy could have brought out something that may have been there all along. Of course this was very scary and stressful, but I was relieved that I would be in good hands.
They called for a mobile ICU unit (A really high-tech ambulance) to come get me and by 10 o'clock or so I was on the move. When the paramedics showed up I told them that I get severely car sick, especially when I ride backwards which I knew I was going to be doing. I also had a very empty stomach which always makes me very sick. The move from the bed to the stretcher instantly induced horrible retching (Sorry, TMI). As I am getting sick in the garbage can, one of the paramedics goes "She may break it herself!" Well he was right, my heart kicked back into a sinus(regular) rhythm and I instantly felt like a 100 bucks. Not to mention the Zofran that they gave me in my IV for anti-nausea.
So long story short, I get to Columbia in a normal rhythm and I remain that way from Sunday 09/11 to when the release me on Tuesday 09/13. I had about 54 doctors, was stuck in the most uncomfortable bed, and was forced to eat the worst hospital food EVER. Finally after the cardiologists communicating with the OBs and then all of the NYC doctors communicated to the Greenwich doctors, they decided to let me have my C-Section in Greenwich on the scheduled date of 09/20. I finally got to go home and see my son and sleep in my bed. It was time to get ready to have this baby in 5 days, so I thought.
Then next day we went for a followup with our OB. She informed us that our case was reviewed in a meeting that morning and we were having a baby THE NEXT DAY. Wait, WHAT? We had 5 days! Now we have 24 hours!?? They considered my condition to be a fluke pregnancy problem because my heart was totally healthy otherwise so they thought that getting the baby out ASAP would avoid another episode. They had me on medication to keep my heart slowed so they wouldn't even know if I went A-Fib again.
After we got over the shock aspect, Matt and I made a million phone calls and frantically started to prepare for the next week or so. Matt had to work for a few hours, Jed went to his grandparents and I did laundry, cleaned, and organized baby stuff.
Before we know it, we were on our way to Greenwich Hospital the next day, ready to meet our little one.
We had to go in earlier than usual so they could double check everything with my heart and prepare me for surgery. Everything went very smooth except for the EXTREME nausea afterwards. Recovery was hard at first but I bounced back quickly, eager to spend time with our baby girl! Zooey Marie was born on 09/15/11 and was 6lbs 14 oz and 19in long. She was born at 1:29pm and was absolutely perfect. It was love at first sight!
Unfortunately Jed had bumped into me in the hall when they were wheeling me to our room and got pretty upset to see Mommy so beat up. He kept crying "Mommy, get up! Mommy, get up!" I asked my Mom to take him home because I was very ill for the time being and felt better that he didn't see me like that. I wasn't able to sooth him at the moment so I figured that would make it worse. My poor baby. :( He easily got distracted by Gwammy and had a great time at her house for a few days. When he came back on Saturday to meet Zooey he was as proud as he could be for his baby sister and was very happy that his Mama was all better now. He loved hanging in bed with me and the baby, he even took her out of my mom's hands and gave her back to me. He was an overprotective big brother from the second he met her, protecting her like he should. That's my boy.
Since we have come home and settled, both of my children couldn't be more awesome. Zooey eats, sleeps, and poops all day and Jed has been great. No jealousy issues, just normal 2 year old emotions. We try to keep him busy as much as we can, and my recovery is better every day.
Being a family of 4 just feels right. We feel complete now and I know for sure that that is it. I am not interested in pregnancy anymore, and I am ready to move on. We couldn't be happier! :)
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
You know you have a 2-year-old boy when...
You go pee in the middle of the night and wake up the neighborhood cursing because you stepped on a Matchbox MOTORCYCLE!! Man, those hurt the worst!
You have scribble from marker or crayon on everything you own. The side of the computer, the kitchen table, the vacuum, the walls, the recliner chair, the TV screen, the fridge, your purse, the laundry basket, your leg, the stove, etc...
When you clean under the furniture its like Christmas to your kid! Toys we haven't seen in forever!
When a train goes by and blows it's horn, every adult in the house says "Train." to themselves.
Every Tuesday and Friday morning you have to be at the window or outside to see the garbage truck.
You have to 'kissy boo-boo' multiple times a day.
When your alone in the car you still announce every bus and truck you see as well as what TYPE of bus and truck they are.
There is always, always, always sand on the changing table.
You have seen Cars 17,841 times. (In the past month)
You do the laundry and there are more 2T t-shirts and shorts than anything else. You also spend half the day doing stain control.
You realize that it is totally fine that your kid walks around with stains on their clothes.
You play with trains every day of your life.
Walking to the train station to watch trains is a great past time. So is standing on the side of the highway watching trucks.
You race to get shoes on so the two of you can run outside to see the helicopter.
You watch YouTube videos of trains, garbage trucks, fireworks, fire trucks, airplanes, helicopters, and you have subscriptions to these type channels.
You write blog posts that mention 'trains' way too many times.
You have scribble from marker or crayon on everything you own. The side of the computer, the kitchen table, the vacuum, the walls, the recliner chair, the TV screen, the fridge, your purse, the laundry basket, your leg, the stove, etc...
When you clean under the furniture its like Christmas to your kid! Toys we haven't seen in forever!
When a train goes by and blows it's horn, every adult in the house says "Train." to themselves.
Every Tuesday and Friday morning you have to be at the window or outside to see the garbage truck.
You have to 'kissy boo-boo' multiple times a day.
When your alone in the car you still announce every bus and truck you see as well as what TYPE of bus and truck they are.
There is always, always, always sand on the changing table.
You have seen Cars 17,841 times. (In the past month)
You do the laundry and there are more 2T t-shirts and shorts than anything else. You also spend half the day doing stain control.
You realize that it is totally fine that your kid walks around with stains on their clothes.
You play with trains every day of your life.
Walking to the train station to watch trains is a great past time. So is standing on the side of the highway watching trucks.
You race to get shoes on so the two of you can run outside to see the helicopter.
You watch YouTube videos of trains, garbage trucks, fireworks, fire trucks, airplanes, helicopters, and you have subscriptions to these type channels.
You write blog posts that mention 'trains' way too many times.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Naptime.
Naptime is one of those things that you don't really understand how important it is for you and your child until it's gone. Since Jed moved to his "big boy bed", as he calls it, he has pretty much boycotted napping in there. I don't know if it is because it's to bright and open to rest in the middle of the day, but they are pretty much gone.
Now, this can be a benefit in some ways. If we get out of the house late in the morning, I don't have to worry about rushing back by 12 to put him down. He does well staying up through out the day and we can make more of the afternoon. When he was a bit younger we would have to rush home as fast as we can to get him to his nap on time. Considering being 32 weeks pregnant, getting out in this heat is much harder anyway so we really haven't been able to take much advantage of this benefit unless Dad's off and is our helping hands.
On the other hand, not napping just flat out sucks. Being 2 is border line 'big boy', border line 'baby' so his make-up still warrants an afternoon rest. He gets overtired some afternoons and refuses to lie down but kind of just walks around demanding his Nuk and Guy whining his little head off about everything. There is no negotiation and much melt-down. Poor guy just likes to fight it.
Then, there are days like today where I can get him to nap or at least 'take a rest' in his crib. It's set up on the other side of the room in anticipation for Deuce, but whatever works for now, Right? I do think that it is working a bit backwards but if I have to cage the beast to get some relax time of my own then shall be it. I guess he feels less vulnerable or less distracted in there so sometimes he will calm himself and take a breather. Phew.
Jed has spoiled me for the past almost 2 years. 2-3 SOLID hours EVERY DAY. I had Me time. I could veg, clean, get projects done or just flat out waste time. I could go food shopping in peace if someone was hear to listen for him. I pray that when this baby comes it may be inspiration for him to take a nap of his own again. Yeah, it could be a shot in the dark but I am not ready for my first baby to be a big boy. I need naptime back damnit!
Maybe he just wants more time with Mommy. Yeah, that's it. I'm gonna miss the "Two of Us".
Now, this can be a benefit in some ways. If we get out of the house late in the morning, I don't have to worry about rushing back by 12 to put him down. He does well staying up through out the day and we can make more of the afternoon. When he was a bit younger we would have to rush home as fast as we can to get him to his nap on time. Considering being 32 weeks pregnant, getting out in this heat is much harder anyway so we really haven't been able to take much advantage of this benefit unless Dad's off and is our helping hands.
On the other hand, not napping just flat out sucks. Being 2 is border line 'big boy', border line 'baby' so his make-up still warrants an afternoon rest. He gets overtired some afternoons and refuses to lie down but kind of just walks around demanding his Nuk and Guy whining his little head off about everything. There is no negotiation and much melt-down. Poor guy just likes to fight it.
Then, there are days like today where I can get him to nap or at least 'take a rest' in his crib. It's set up on the other side of the room in anticipation for Deuce, but whatever works for now, Right? I do think that it is working a bit backwards but if I have to cage the beast to get some relax time of my own then shall be it. I guess he feels less vulnerable or less distracted in there so sometimes he will calm himself and take a breather. Phew.
Jed has spoiled me for the past almost 2 years. 2-3 SOLID hours EVERY DAY. I had Me time. I could veg, clean, get projects done or just flat out waste time. I could go food shopping in peace if someone was hear to listen for him. I pray that when this baby comes it may be inspiration for him to take a nap of his own again. Yeah, it could be a shot in the dark but I am not ready for my first baby to be a big boy. I need naptime back damnit!
Maybe he just wants more time with Mommy. Yeah, that's it. I'm gonna miss the "Two of Us".
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
31 Weeks, 2 Days. (57 days to go)
Too bad this is blurry, but it's still super cute! Kissy Baby!
31 Weeks 2 Days, Baby #2 Man, I feel huge. Just for comparison...
33 Weeks Baby #1 aka Jed.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
You know you're in the 3rd trimester when...
*Bending over to pick up things requires opening your legs and doing a crazy squat maneuver move.
*There is never enough iced beverage to keep you cool
*Random hot flashes happen well, randomly
*The A/C needs to be on all the time EVERYWHERE
*There are crumbs in your bra when you take it off at night
*Your boobs are exploding out of your bra
*You're constantly looking for the closest milk shake location with the shortest line
*You sit on 2 milk crates at work between customers (I do, at least)
*Ankles? What are they?
*Zantac. Twice a day.
*Ketchup is on the forbidden food list based on the amount of heartburn it causes
*Your impatient 2 year old tells the baby to "Come out!" everyday
*People say things like "How are you feeling?" "Wow! You're ready to pop!" over, and over, and over again.
*You find yourself saying "Hanging in there" ALL. THE. TIME.
*You demand McDonald's at 11pm. YUK.
*Time moves slower
*You take 2 showers a day based on the amount you sweat
*You're counting down the days, minutes, and seconds until the end
*Laces or buckles on shoes are out of the question
*There is never enough iced beverage to keep you cool
*Random hot flashes happen well, randomly
*The A/C needs to be on all the time EVERYWHERE
*There are crumbs in your bra when you take it off at night
*Your boobs are exploding out of your bra
*You're constantly looking for the closest milk shake location with the shortest line
*You sit on 2 milk crates at work between customers (I do, at least)
*Ankles? What are they?
*Zantac. Twice a day.
*Ketchup is on the forbidden food list based on the amount of heartburn it causes
*Your impatient 2 year old tells the baby to "Come out!" everyday
*People say things like "How are you feeling?" "Wow! You're ready to pop!" over, and over, and over again.
*You find yourself saying "Hanging in there" ALL. THE. TIME.
*You demand McDonald's at 11pm. YUK.
*Time moves slower
*You take 2 showers a day based on the amount you sweat
*You're counting down the days, minutes, and seconds until the end
*Laces or buckles on shoes are out of the question
Friday, June 3, 2011
You Never Know
I just received my Warehouse 5 Volume 10 in the mail. What's that, you ask? Well, when you belong to the Dave Matthews Band fan club, Warehouse, they send you a 5 song CD every year with a gift and some sort of picture or post card of the band. This year was Volume 10. They are always live songs from 5 different shows.
One of the songs on this year's compilation was "You Never Know". This song is off the album "Busted Stuff' which after the
Lillywhite Sessions debacle was pretty busted. On this album were cheap fast versions of songs that were way better on the Sessions. Busted Stuff was a wanna-be album, recorded in something like 40 days. Believe it or not, with Where Are you Going, this song was one of the only two new songs written for this album.
Listening to this song on W510 really brought back a lot for me DMB-wise. It was classic, and clean, and so meaningful. The lyrics in this song are so deep, but crisp and too the point. I feel anyone can relate to them on a life stand point. I truly believe that it is one of DMB's most underrated songs. For your reading pleasure I have put the lyrics in this post and a video for your viewing pleasure down below.
Sitting still as stone watching - watching
People walking by you wondering why
No one ever stops to talk or thinks about it – if they ever did
What if God shuffled by?
One day we might see
Doing not a thing
Breathing just to breathe
We might find some reason
But rushing around seems what’s wrong with the world
Don’t lose the dreams inside your head
They’ll only be there til you’re dead
Dream
Lying on the roof counting
The stars that fill the sky I wonder if
Someone in the heavens looking back down on me – I’ll never know
So much space to believe
Funny when you’re small
The moon follows the car
There’s no one but you see
Hey, the moon is chasing me
I worried if I looked away she’d be gone
Don’t lose the dreams inside your head
They’ll only be there til you’re dead
Dream
Walking through the wood
No cares in the world
The world has come to play
She’s all mine just for a day
There’s not a moment to lose in the game
Don’t let the troubles in your head
Steal too much time you’ll soon be dead
So play
All fall down
It won’t be so long now
Out of the darkness comes light like a flash
You think you can you think you can
Sometimes that is the problem
Dream little darling dream
Spinning on the wind
The leaf fell from the limb
But everyday should be a good day to die
Oh all fall down
It won’t be too long now
Every fire dies
I find it hard to explain how I got here
I think I can I think I can
Then again I will falter
Dream little darling dream
Spinning on the wind
The leaf fell from the limb
One of the songs on this year's compilation was "You Never Know". This song is off the album "Busted Stuff' which after the
Lillywhite Sessions debacle was pretty busted. On this album were cheap fast versions of songs that were way better on the Sessions. Busted Stuff was a wanna-be album, recorded in something like 40 days. Believe it or not, with Where Are you Going, this song was one of the only two new songs written for this album.
Listening to this song on W510 really brought back a lot for me DMB-wise. It was classic, and clean, and so meaningful. The lyrics in this song are so deep, but crisp and too the point. I feel anyone can relate to them on a life stand point. I truly believe that it is one of DMB's most underrated songs. For your reading pleasure I have put the lyrics in this post and a video for your viewing pleasure down below.
Sitting still as stone watching - watching
People walking by you wondering why
No one ever stops to talk or thinks about it – if they ever did
What if God shuffled by?
One day we might see
Doing not a thing
Breathing just to breathe
We might find some reason
But rushing around seems what’s wrong with the world
Don’t lose the dreams inside your head
They’ll only be there til you’re dead
Dream
Lying on the roof counting
The stars that fill the sky I wonder if
Someone in the heavens looking back down on me – I’ll never know
So much space to believe
Funny when you’re small
The moon follows the car
There’s no one but you see
Hey, the moon is chasing me
I worried if I looked away she’d be gone
Don’t lose the dreams inside your head
They’ll only be there til you’re dead
Dream
Walking through the wood
No cares in the world
The world has come to play
She’s all mine just for a day
There’s not a moment to lose in the game
Don’t let the troubles in your head
Steal too much time you’ll soon be dead
So play
All fall down
It won’t be so long now
Out of the darkness comes light like a flash
You think you can you think you can
Sometimes that is the problem
Dream little darling dream
Spinning on the wind
The leaf fell from the limb
But everyday should be a good day to die
Oh all fall down
It won’t be too long now
Every fire dies
I find it hard to explain how I got here
I think I can I think I can
Then again I will falter
Dream little darling dream
Spinning on the wind
The leaf fell from the limb
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mommy Day Quote
“I will tell you what I can’t abide – and I think the Internet has really created a space for it – women criticizing other women and mothers criticizing other mothers. It just makes me crazy, whether it’s between staying at home, going to work, how long you breast-feed, if you use formula. I feel like we should just assume everyone is doing the best they can. Women should take care of each other, not tear each other down. I would just like to see a mother who really believes that she has done it all so right, you know what I mean?”
Believe it or not this was said by celebrity mom Jennifer Garner. It hits home so unbelievably well that you would never think that you could relate with a hollywood star. This just comes to show you that all moms go through the same things for the most part. So yeah, be kind to your fellow moms. They just may do things a little different than you and that's okay They get the job done and that's point.
Happy Mother's Day!
Believe it or not this was said by celebrity mom Jennifer Garner. It hits home so unbelievably well that you would never think that you could relate with a hollywood star. This just comes to show you that all moms go through the same things for the most part. So yeah, be kind to your fellow moms. They just may do things a little different than you and that's okay They get the job done and that's point.
Happy Mother's Day!
My Mother's Day is Cursed.
*WARNING* Major whining and bitching in this post. Do not read if you are having a good day.
This year I have decided that at 9:25am on Mother's Day 05/08/11 that this day is cursed and here is a list of reasons why:
1) Matt had to work late last night and early this morning which led to
a) Not getting to sleep in
b) Not getting a special breakfast
c) minimal overall hours slept
2) Major allergy day. Allergies just S-U-C-K. Burning eyes, running nose, headache...
3) Trashed apartment when I got up. Jed decided that today was the day he was going to take out every toy before 8 AM. Didn't he get the memo??
4) Sink was full of dishes.
5) The toilet paper was empty.
6) The diaper stacker was empty which I learned in the middle of a diaper change.
6) Gravity is NOT on my side today.
7) It is beautiful out and back to reason 2, I can't enjoy it :(
8) Jed decided to stick maple syrup covered grapes all over the window sill.
9) I almost tripped over the dog numerous times.
10) Jed refused to give me a hug and kiss this morning. :(
I don't know if I now feel better or worse! Hopefully this day gets better!
Happy Mother's Day to everyone else, I hope you are all having a better day than I am.
This year I have decided that at 9:25am on Mother's Day 05/08/11 that this day is cursed and here is a list of reasons why:
1) Matt had to work late last night and early this morning which led to
a) Not getting to sleep in
b) Not getting a special breakfast
c) minimal overall hours slept
2) Major allergy day. Allergies just S-U-C-K. Burning eyes, running nose, headache...
3) Trashed apartment when I got up. Jed decided that today was the day he was going to take out every toy before 8 AM. Didn't he get the memo??
4) Sink was full of dishes.
5) The toilet paper was empty.
6) The diaper stacker was empty which I learned in the middle of a diaper change.
6) Gravity is NOT on my side today.
7) It is beautiful out and back to reason 2, I can't enjoy it :(
8) Jed decided to stick maple syrup covered grapes all over the window sill.
9) I almost tripped over the dog numerous times.
10) Jed refused to give me a hug and kiss this morning. :(
I don't know if I now feel better or worse! Hopefully this day gets better!
Happy Mother's Day to everyone else, I hope you are all having a better day than I am.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
DMB CARAVAN!!!!
We are going to Atlantic City for one of the coolest (in my opinion) Dave Matthews Band shows ever! This year they went on tour hiatus in celebration of being together as a band for 20 amazing years, that I have been apart of for 15 (whoohoo!). They decided that they couldn't NOT play for the entire summer, and they had to celebrate somehow, so they put together a multi-date, multi-band, multi-band music festival at Bader Field in Atlantic City! The best part is that on top of the 28 other awesome bands that are playing, DMB is headlining ALL 3 NIGHTS!! For $195 this is a S-T-E-A-L.
Now lets be serious, I am going to be 6 months (6!) pregnant with our second baby so this means no real partying for me. Bummer. BUT, there will be great music and we got a kick ass hotel to crash in so I plan to have a rocking good time! For anyone who needs a reference on HOW pregnant 6 months is, this is what I looked like with Jed:
HOLY GUACAMOLE! What did I get myself into? Nah, I think I will be ok. Mind you that when this idea of me going at 6 months pregnant came up, I was extremely OPPOSED to it. We had Dispatch tickets that weekend in Boston, so I was ready for a nice low-key Boston weekend. Well, I then CAME TO MY SENSES and realized that I would fill with regret if I missed the first and maybe only DMB FESTIVAL! I get sad when I think of the *shows* I missed the summer Jed was born, but that's ok, he was worth it.
Sooo, I really hope that everyone is nice to the big fat pregnant lady when push comes to shove. I plan on bringing A LOT of sunblock, a blanket, a BIG water bottle, some comfy sun dresses, and I should be a-ok. I couldn't think of a better way to spend a hot pregnant weekend! 63 days to go!
Jed's Magical Penny
Is it good fortune if your son shits money? Because this was in Jed's poop today. Don't worry, I cleaned it.
This 1997 penny looks like it's been through a lot! Wait, it has, hasn't it. Oh the stories it could tell! Is this bad? Should I call his doctor, or should I just be happy that it found it's way out?
hmmm...Maybe this is why he has barely eaten for 2 days...
This 1997 penny looks like it's been through a lot! Wait, it has, hasn't it. Oh the stories it could tell! Is this bad? Should I call his doctor, or should I just be happy that it found it's way out?
hmmm...Maybe this is why he has barely eaten for 2 days...
Saturday, April 16, 2011
At a Toddler's Pace
I find that life as an adult really makes you want to try to do everything as fast as possible. Everyone wants to be the first turning into the parking lot, first getting on line to check out at the grocery store. When something doesn't scan properly we roll our eyes in annoyance that we have to wait an EXTRA MINUTE(OMG!) for that price check. Why? Because we are in a rush. For what, though? Seriously, do we have THAT much to do to cut off that person to be a WHOLE CAR LENGTH ahead? And why the heck is that guy going the speed limit?! He's wasting my time! My whole lotta precious time!!!!! (George Michael quote there)
Ever since Jed started really walking on his own and growing to be about 35 lbs, I have learned to slow down to his pace. He is not the most easy child to carry, he kinda hates to he held and doesn't really understand the concept of holding on to my side when he is in my arms. What he does like to do is walk next to me and hold my hand, which being 4 months pregnant is a-ok with me.
Now that I am walking with his teeny footsteps, I have memories of what I saw as a child when I too was smaller and slower. He points things out to me all the time and tries to tell me what he sees. These are things that haven't existed on my "grown-up" adult level in a very, very long time. The tiniest little rock catches his eye, and we watch the smallest little ant climb over the sidewalk looking for a safe crack to enter. We stop and take the time to pay attention to the little stuff again, and you can just see the gears turning in his little brain. He's learning and exploring and he's teaching his Mama to do the same again. Wait, WHAT? He's teaching me? I thought it was my job to teach him! Another life lesson from less than a 2-year-old.
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop to look around once in a while, you could miss it."
Ever since Jed started really walking on his own and growing to be about 35 lbs, I have learned to slow down to his pace. He is not the most easy child to carry, he kinda hates to he held and doesn't really understand the concept of holding on to my side when he is in my arms. What he does like to do is walk next to me and hold my hand, which being 4 months pregnant is a-ok with me.
Now that I am walking with his teeny footsteps, I have memories of what I saw as a child when I too was smaller and slower. He points things out to me all the time and tries to tell me what he sees. These are things that haven't existed on my "grown-up" adult level in a very, very long time. The tiniest little rock catches his eye, and we watch the smallest little ant climb over the sidewalk looking for a safe crack to enter. We stop and take the time to pay attention to the little stuff again, and you can just see the gears turning in his little brain. He's learning and exploring and he's teaching his Mama to do the same again. Wait, WHAT? He's teaching me? I thought it was my job to teach him! Another life lesson from less than a 2-year-old.
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop to look around once in a while, you could miss it."
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