Archive for June, 2007
updates
Ok, a few updates and then we’re off for our errands today.
- I did go back to the chiropractor – expressed my concerns and in the end, allowed him to adjust me again – this time went much more smoothly, but I don’t know if I’ll go back, simply because it’s not doing anything for the numbness.
- The bucket is EMPTY!
- The binky was under the stupid baseboard radiator – I HAVE NO IDEA how it got there.
- I WON a giveaway from those awesome chicks at Pinks & Blues Girls by being in their Lucky Loop – have you joined it yet??
Ok, we’re off – have a great Saturday, everyone!
Photo Hunter #5 – Sweeeeet
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This week’s Theme – Sweeeeet
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| Rather uninspired this week, I’m afraid LOLEdited: It’s a chocolate cream pie cake and yes, we all loved it…
especially my 4 yr old who tried to “help” mom by putting it back into the PACKED fridge, decapitating the cake in the process LOL PS – LOL on the comments… Hubby’s WAY too old for his cake to house the full number of candles, so I chose the number of year we’ve been together, plus the number of kids we have LOL |
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disappearing binkies
I got 3 hours of sleep last night. Tell me how a 4 month old baby can make a binky DISA-FREAKIN-PEAR in the middle of the night. TELL ME. Also, tell me WHY I chose to drink that iced coffee with lunch yesterday. Because I am pretty sure that that’s WHY I only got 3 hours of sleep last night. No, the caffeine didn’t keep *ME* up… but it most assuredly kept Zachary WIDE-EYED-AWAKE and babbling. He didn’t go down for the night until midnight. (and I haven’t mentioned it here, but MY BOOBS HURT again, dammit, and I have no idea why.) He got up again at 3. I stumbled out of bed and popped the binky into his mouth (just to hush him up while I went to the bathroom – like I always do). Then upon my return from the bathroom, I picked him out of his basinette and proceeded to nurse him. Only, he didn’t go back to SLEEP. He was sleepy, though, and normally, giving him the binky and rocking him a little does the trick.
The flarkin binky was GONE. It wasn’t in the bassinet. It wasn’t on the floor. It wasn’t in my bed. It wasn’t in the BUCKET. It was NO WHERE. I checked under him, I checked under MY BOOB. I checked EVERYWHERE. Hubby woke up… I checked under him.
Nowhere.
The magically disappearing Binky. dammit.
By 4, he was sleepy enough that I could put him in his bassinet and sneak back into bed. At that exact moment, the little blond-headed girl came weepily into the room, explaining that she was scared. “I’m scared, mama.”
me too.
So, I drove her back to her room, sat next to her and gently rubbed her back, willing encouraging her to go back to sleep. Then the baby started fussing again. Go back to my room to pick up fussing baby (so as not to wake up big, sleepy, grumpy daddy) and little blond-headed girl followed me back.into.the.room.
Ok – go crawl in with daddy. Me, rocking baby boy back to sleep.
Ahhhh… shhhh – both asleep again.
Sneak into the play room, where we have the mattress that was to become her bed, if she’d ever actually sleep in a bed BY HERSELF. no blanket, but there’s a pillow. Yay. I go into the hallway, reach into the linen cave closet and pull out what resembles a blanket.
It’s an infant afghan.
Well, that’ll work – crawl into the playroom, slip into unconsciousness.
For 20 seconds.
Then the woman NEXT DOOR’s alarm went off. Because the windows were open, I could hear it… beep…beep…. Flarkin BEEEEEEP. I dared not climb over the 50 bajillion vcr tapes that have become my children’s play toys to actually close the window, SO I gave up on the fantasy of sleep. Came downstairs with my trust lap top, made a sammich, some coffee and began my blogging day.
I KNEW it was going to be a really crappy day. I KNEW it – because on 3 hrs of sleep, I KNOW ME.
And then…
My heart stopped. I was following links here & there, coming up with “winners” for my previous awards post and somehow, wound up here… And my heart. just. stopped.
To even begin to understand this family’s pain. My heart began beating again, but it aches so bad for this family. These parents. How the hell do you go on?
So today isn’t going to be a crappy day. I’m going to put my computer down, pick up my babies and enjoy the day. I don’t know what we’ll do, but I’m going to try my hardest to not yell, not bitch, not grumble, despite my exhaustion, because damned if I will let what could always be my child’s last moment be one of my “problem” days.
Does this mean I get to sit at the cool kids’ table now?
I know… Isn’t that just too cool? Of course, you’ve seen it everywhere, and now HERE! Those lovely ladies over at Pinks & Blues Girls declared that *I* am a Rockin Girl Blogger. That just goes to show you what a truly bizarre world we live in LOL
No, seriously, I’m honored that they think that highly of me to bestow any honor on me, so I’ll take it gracefully and say Thank You Ladies! (Happy now, mom???)
I am now supposed to take 5 other Rockin’ Girl Bloggers. Not necessarily an easy task!
Shelly over at This Eclectic Life is doing something so COOL over at her blog involving kids with cancer. I’m not going to tell you what, though – you’ll have to click over and find out. I think she’s a totally Rockin’ Girl Blogger for that.
Melinda, a totally hip, cool chick with that new-mom glow about her (heh), over at Anything Said because she’s sassy, smart and way cooler than me. And that kid of hers – a 10 on the cyoot meter.
Queenie personifies Rockin & Cool and yeah, she’s a girl 
And apparently on a not-so-vacationy vacation. She & I are gonna collaborate on a “I’m a homeschooler MOM but I’m a more than that too” kind of blog when we get some time. Ha!
If you’ve never read i am bossy, you’re so totally missing out on liquid-spraying-out-of-your-nose laughs and actual REAL educational writing of a true genius of blogging. She rocks my socks LOL (Is it a bad thing that I actually learn more about what the hell’s going on in the world at large from a blog? LOL)
and last, but not least, I’m gonna say that Karen over at PediascribeKaren’s Blog is also a rockin’ cool blogger chick for lots of reasons, but particularly this.
So there you have it, and have a great day
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digging for gold… or at least a few quarters
| When we moved to this apartment, in October of 2004, hubby had to dismantle my rather LARGE desk. When he remantled it (heh), he neglected to put it fully together, thus leaving me half a desk – i.e. he only put the desk part together, not the shelves that went along on top of the desk (similar to this, but not nearly as much money LOL)
Then, after Zachary was born, we rearranged our bedroom and it was realized by ME that I could indeed possibly have my desk put back together now, as it wouldn’t block the window anymore. (insert angelic TA DAHHH music here) The hubby said “I moved your desk and cleared off the stuff into a bucket”. I said “Ok”. The hubby said “Don’t put everything back – I’ll put the rest of your desk together”. I said “Ok”. You can blame it on the hormones, because I believed him. And there my stuff sat, in the bucket… Then, a few weeks ago, he said “I’ve gotten all the wood out from the closet to put the rest of your desk together. Clear your desk off (again) and I’ll put it together. (Memorial Day Weekend) I said “Ok”. Blame it on the hormones. THIS WEEKEND (insert angelic music again), HE PUT THE DESK TOGETHER. |
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This is my desk:
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This is the bucket, which as you will see, has taken on the “CatchALL” appearance of anything else in my house.
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This is just some of the things I found in the bucket – stuff I threw away:
Stuff I saved:
Yeah, I’ll be here a while. |
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